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[guideoflife]

[transmascsteveharrington]

Steve likes taking care of people, has done it since he was a child and his mother would retreat to her room under the excuse of migraines quite frequently. Steve would bring her some aspirin and water, later if she was up for it some toast he had made for dinner for both of them.

Most of the time she would take the pills and the toast and make a shooing motion for Steve to leave again. And he would as quietly as a shadow sneak out of her room and into his, hoping she'd be doing better tomorrow. On some days though, she'd gently cup his cheek, ruffle his hair and whisper, "Thank you, Stevie."

She'd pull her blanket aside for him to curl up next to her and nap with her for a while. Steve had thought that maybe, those few days would be enough, enough to make her stay.

It wasn't, still, Steve likes taking care of people. He comes over to Robin's when she has a cold with several bottles of pills and coughing syrup (because she is a hypochondriac who thinks every cough might be her last) makes her herbal tea and curls up with her watching old movies. Her parents will invite Steve over for dinner once they come home and he stays, carries two trays of food up to Robin's room, opens the windows for some fresh air and makes sure they are not getting any crumbs on the bed. She technically doesn't need him to take care of her, but she always appreciates the company nonetheless.

Eddie is more fussy when he is sick, hates being trapped in a bed for too long, hates how the sheets grow sweaty and how sleep seems impossible after an entire day of just lying in bed. So Steve helps him move to the couch in the trailer, fluffs up his pillows and brings him blankets that are keeping him just the perfect temperature.

While Eddie recovers from the journey to the couch Steve goes into the kitchen, grabbing all the ingredients he needs for chicken soup. It's Claudia's recipe with some adjustments from Wayne and some little changes made by Steve. He personally likes the faint hint of bay leaf but he knows Eddie can't stand the stuff. While the soup simmers until all the flavor has been brought out Steve returns to the couch. Eddie likes to read when he is sick, but his eyes are heavy and his hands week. So Steve gently nudges Eddie until Steve can sit down and pull Eddie back against his chest, takes the book from Eddie, and begins to read out loud. He isn't the best reader, tongue often stopping, refusing to smoothly curl around certain words like Eddie's does and he isn't that good at doing voices either. But for Eddie it seems to be enough. He hums sleepily and just snuggles closer to Steve until the soup is done.

Steve knows that Dustin only takes cough syrup if it's mixed with apple juice and that neither El nor Will like swallowing pills. He knows that sometimes Max will get headaches and the only thing that'll help her is sleeping through the afternoon and not letting anyone bother her. He knows that Nancy hates the smell of vickvaporub but loves elderflower cough drops. He always has ginger tea in his house because Mike tends to easily get an upset stomach and keeps heating pats around because Lucas had a sports injury the last year of middle school and it likes to act up.

So yeah, Steve really likes taking care of people. But no one ever really takes care of him. Which is fine, Steve is a big boy and can take care of himself, always has. It's not like his parents were around to call school when he got sick. Or to make sure food was in the house, to run him baths, or to give him cold compresses to break his fever. Steve managed all of that on his own, knew how to fake being healthy enough for none of his teachers to send him home, knew how to drag himself to the store, to change his own pjs and sheets, to manage with whatever cold medicine his parents had left behind. Ans it's fine, it has always been fine, Steve has managed.

Only that after their fourth run-in, things have been less fine. Steve has been getting these killer headaches, that make his vision blurry and his stomach turn. He keeps telling himself that it's fine, doesn't need to ask for help, doesn't want to, doesn't know how to. He doesn't want to bother anyone, also what would they do anyways? Hold his hand and tell him it's all going to be fine? Steve doesn't need them to do that, he'll just pop his aspirin the same way his mother used to do and soldier through it. Gritting his teeth through the skull-splitting pain is still better than asking for help. And it works, has always worked, until it doesn't.

One moment Steve pops some aspirin and grabs his keys to pick up Robin, the next his face is smushed into the cold tiles of the floor and his vision goes dark.

When he wakes up again he no longer is on the floor. He doesn't quite now where he is, opening his eyes still hurts, just that he is somewhere soft and warm. There is a hand gently playing with his hair and he leans into the touch.

"Back with us, baby?" he hears Eddie whisper and it's such a lovely sound.

Steve tries to shift, to sit up but his entire body aches and he can't help but whine.

"Woah, take it slow," he hears Robin's voice from a bit further away and a pair of hands gently pushes him back into what he assumes must be his bed. "I got you some painkillers and water," Robin says and he can feel a pill being pressed into the palm of his hand. He guides it to his mouth and a glass of water is pressed to his lips to help him swallow it.

"That's it, just keep your eyes closed, we got you," Eddie murmurs and keeps gingerly stroking Steve's hair. There is something delightfully cool pressed against his temple an ice pack probably, Steve figures before he falls back asleep.

The second time he wakes his headache has finally disappeared he manages to open his eyes. He is in his bed, curled up between Eddie and Robin, both still snoring gently. Eddie wakes up next, gives Steve a tired smile and a quick forehead kiss before he tells Steve to stay put and disappears downstairs to make some breakfast. By the time he is back up with orange juice and strawberry jam on toast, Robin has woken up to.

"Do you get migraines like that often," she asks eventually as she nibbles on her toast. Steve just shrugs, tries to downplay it all.

"Every now and then," he lies. The only problem is that Robin and Eddie know him, know his tells, know when he is lying, know that he sometimes thinks just his existence is a burden. Eddie cups his cheek and looks at him with so much sadness in his puppy dog eyes.

"It's okay, baby, you can tell us," he says and even though it's hard Steve nods, gives in, tells them about the frequent migraines, how he doesn't want to bother anyone.

Eddie and Robin tell him that it's fine that they don't mind, that they are here for him. And they prove it the next time he has a migraine and the next time and the next time. After that Steve still likes to take care of people. But he also doesn't mind if they take care of him.

[vernons-girl]

Since wonwoo is talkative when hes sick, maybe a little fluffy fluff about sick whiny pouty wonwoo wants his business woman gf to take care of him and put all of her attention on him would be good in this winter vibe

love and tissues | jeon wonwoo

fluff,w.c:0.4k

Wonwoo was often quiet, but that rarely meant that something was wrong, on the contrary, Wonwoo had the odd habit of being the complete opposite when he was sick.

Wonwoo had caught a nasty cold, leaving him feeling sick, whiny, and incredibly needy.

Meanwhile, you, his ever so busy girlfriend, was at work juggling meetings and deadlines.

But as soon as you received Wonwoo's distressed messages, urging you to please come home, your heart sank a little.

So you did your best to wrap up everything you had to do today in the office as soon as possible and headed straight home.

When you got inside of your shared apartment, you found Wonwoo curled up on the couch, hiding under a pile of fluffy blankets, surrounded by tissues and cough syrup. Upon hearing you step inside the room, he looked up at you with pleading puppy-dog eyes, and he began whining for you attention :

"Y/N, I don't feel well at all," Wonwoo moaned, his voice raspy from coughing. "I need you to take care of me, please." he pleaded.

Of course, you couldn't resist him, despite knowing you still had some work waiting for you, you indulged into his need for you. With a soft sigh, you set aside your bag and sat beside him, placing a hand on his forehead gently to check his temperature.

"You poor thing," you cooed, brushing his hair away from his face, a pout aparent on his lips, "Don't worry, Wonwoo. I'm here for you." you reassured lovingly.

You were ready to drop everything for your needy boyfriend so you went to the kitchen and brewed him some herbal tea, prepared his favorite foods, gave him some medicine, and even fed him yourself after hearing him whine about how he couldn't take his hands out from under the blankets because of how cold he was despite the fever.

But Wonwoo's neediness seemed to know no bounds tonight as he bombarded you with a constant stream of chatter even though his throat kept on going dry every 5 minutes. But it was nothing the tea you had prepared him could fixed, he said. So he talked about nothing and everything, still demanding your undivided attention.

Despite the overwhelming workload waiting for you, you found yourself drawn into Wonwoo's world. You laughed at his jokes, listened to his stories, and cherished this moment spent together.

As the evening wore on, Wonwoo's state began to improve, thanks to your tender care and attention. And although your were exhausted from the day's events, you couldn't help but feel a warm glow of satisfaction knowing that you had been there for your lover when he needed you.

As you guys were cuddled up on the couch, Wonwoo drifted off to sleep with a contented smile on his face, and one thing was clear : you didn't regret putting work aside for him one bit.

[writingseaslugs]

Savanaclaw: When They're Sick

This one was fun to write, even if I was brain dead while writing the last half of Ruggie and all of Jack’s. I should be going to bed since I’m doing this after work, but the want to write is strong today.

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Savanaclaw: When They’re Sick

Something that Beastmen didn’t talk about was their cold season. Illnesses affected the different races…well differently. For beastmen it meant they were significantly weaker; you’d think they were on death’s door. Even getting out of bed to take care of their needs was taxing. It was like the man flu but made ten times worse. Any prideful beastman refuses to acknowledge this shortcoming of their race, but it was undeniable. The moment one beastman got sick, the others stayed far away so they didn’t suffer the same fate.

Leona Kingscholar

Leona is both the easiest and hardest person to take care of while sick. The good news is he goes by the theory that he can just sleep it all off and will take that route. Still, he needs medicine and food, and when he’s too weak to leave the bed, he’s calling on Ruggie to help him out. Bad news is Ruggie is also sick and can barely get out of bed, so he was planning on just suffering for a few days until he could venture out and get what he needed.

That was when Leona had a wonderful idea and contacted you. In his mind, you still owed him big time for that time he let you stay in his room, and you were about to repay a part of that debt today. So don’t be surprised when you’re called to his room and he’s treating you like one of the servants. Put the sick lion in his place and inform him that you’re not a servant and, although you’ll take care of him, if he continues to treat you like one you’re dropping food and medicine by his bed and leaving. He gets the memo and is feeling far too crummy to even argue with you.

Now Leona hates medicine with a burning passion. The artificial sweetness in cough syrups and the herbal qualities of everything else was gag inducing. You’re going to have to figure out a game plan to force it into his mouth so he’ll get better, because he downright refuses to let it get close to him. Sneaking it into his food is also a no-go since he can smell it. So have fun wrestling a lion to get him to take his meds. Thankfully he’s weaker than normal so it’s a lot easier than you’d think.

Leona is picky when it comes to what he’s eating while sick. He’s going to be wanting something with a lot of meat in it in order to get some of his energy back. A good meat stew is your best bet, and you’ll have to cut the vegetables to be so fine he can’t pick them out. He needs them, he knows this, but they’re still gross and he hates that you’d serve him a dish with it in there.

The moment Leona is better he’s shooing you away. He no longer needs you and therefore you can get out of his dorm. Wait…you want him to thank you? Please, you were simply repaying a debt that you owed him. He’ll thank you if that’s what it takes for you to get out of his fur. He might even lean his head on yours while he says it before ushering you towards the door so he can be left alone and sulk about how weak he was in front of someone. His ego is gonna be needing some recovery after the Ramshackle prefect won a wrestling match and forced him to take medicine.

Ruggie Bucchi

Ruggie is another person who normally will just suffer in silence when he’s sick. Everyone in the dorm realizes that he’s ill and stays far away so they don’t catch it, so it’s easier than you’d think. He just isolates himself as he gets better, occasionally managing to drag himself out of bed in order to grab a drink or use the restroom. Making food was out of the question though, so he just accepts the fact that his stomach is going to be growling until he’s better.

Literally the moment you hear that Ruggie is sick, you should be going to help. The poor boy is probably in the fetal position on his bed, hating life right now. His fever will be so high he doesn’t even know what’s going on around him since he’s absolute dog shit at taking care of himself. He’s normally the one who takes care of others so when he’s sick he just hopes for the best. Thankfully there won’t be much arguing when you begin helping him. Again, his fever is so high he might think you’re a hallucination.

Ruggie will take medication no problem for the most part, mainly because he’s not even going to know what you’re handing him until it’s already in his mouth. He is going to be complaining about the foul taste and asking for some water afterwards, but at least he didn’t spit it right out. He might comment that you betrayed his trust by giving him something gross, but he’ll forget about it in ten minutes if the fever has anything to say about it.

He is going to devour anything you bring him. Honestly he probably hasn’t eaten anything all day, or since he got sick, so he’s starving. He probably won’t be tasting anything either, just happy to have something in his stomach. He might get a bit teary eyed as he thanks you for the food. It doesn’t matter if you made it or bought something at Sam’s to microwave, food is food and he’s been wanting some for a while now.

Ruggie will be suspicious for a while after he’s better, wondering what the ulterior motive for helping him out was. He’s not used to people just taking care of him because they care. Clearly you’re after something…right? He’s broke, so you can’t have his money. Reassuring him that he doesn’t owe you anything won’t help the situation; even if he adores you he simply doesn’t believe you’d put yourself through that for no reason. Just tell him he can help you next time you’re sick and you can call it even.

Jack Howl

Jack honestly doesn’t get sick all too often; he takes care of himself and works out, so his immune system is something to be admired. That doesn’t mean he doesn’t get sick, and when it does it hits him harder than most. He normally self-isolates so he can get better. He’ll drag himself out to get food and take care of himself since he knows it’s important, but he’s going to be pushing his limits by doing these simple tasks.

Originally he’s going to try and push you away the moment you offer, worried that he might end up getting you sick. Once you reassure him that you’ll be fine, he gives in. He’s too weak to put up much of an argument anyway, so might as well just roll with the punches. He’s going to try and make things as easy as possible for you and not ask for much; he’ll mainly be asleep for most of it.

Thankfully Jack has no issues with taking medication. In fact, he doesn’t even see them as being disgusting. He’s taken green shots pre-workout before and those are nasty. He’ll down any medication you give him and you’ll have his full trust to not poison him. The main thing is the smell, if it’s too artificial smelling he’s going to be hating the scent of it.

He’s not picky when sick, in fact he can barely taste anything you bring him. As long as it’s healthy he’ll be satisfied. He’ll be asking if you want to sit down and eat with him, feeling awkward if you just stare at him. Meals shared together taste better anyway, so might as well do it. Besides, if you see his tail wagging behind him when you accept the suggestion, you’ll know he’s well on his way to getting better.

He’ll be following you around like a lost puppy once he’s all better. He’s thankful for what you did and feels bad for the trouble he’s caused, so he’s going to make sure nothing troubles you for a while. Expect him to open doors for you and carry your books. Just let him do it, it’s his own way of thanking you for spending those few days while he felt dead.

[mxnsterbabe]

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Ayo accidentally takes a potion meant for somebody else. It has unintended consequences, but it's not entirely terrible.

The summer morning greeted you with a gentle breeze across your face through the open window, the sun casting a warm, golden glow over the shelves and jars of your apothecary. Today held the silent promise of goodness, the kind that made your heart light as you prepared to open shop.

With care, you began to sort through the commissioned potions for your clients; they ranged from simple herbal remedies to much more complex spells. The rhythm of sorting through the various jars was soothing, it was always your favourite part of the day.

Among them lay a potion due the next day, its contents shimmering with a rosy pink that caught the light just so. It was meant to grant poise and charm, just a little boost for a man who needed some confidence on a first date.

As the morning bustled on, the door creaked open to admit a new customer. A small goblin stepped over the threshold, a little hesitantly, as if unsure of the welcome he would receive.

You took in his appearance: mossy green skin dappled with little freckles, golden piercings glinting in his ears. He had his lip and eyebrow pierced too, decorated with little amethyst gems.

Despite his obvious shyness as he shuffled in, there was something about him that piqued your interest—an allure that you hadn't felt for a goblin before.

"I need some herbal remedies for a cough.” His voice was soft, almost tentative. "For my sister," he added quickly, as if eager to explain his presence.

As you nodded and turned to fetch the requested herbs; you could sense his eyes following you, a silent observer still. There was a gentleness to his demeanour that went against the ruggedness of his leather armour, which spoke of a life of survival… and solitude.

"You don't look like you come into town often," you ventured, hoping to coax him into conversation as you carefully selected the best herbs for a cough.

His chuckle was a quiet, nervous thing, but his grey eyes softened as you turned around to offer a smile. "Not much, no. The forest is more my home," he admitted, his gaze drifting towards the various bottles and ingredients lining your shop.

"Couldn't you find these herbs in the forest?" you inquired. "Most of what's here comes from the forest anyway."

He shifted his weight, a small smile creeping onto his face. "I'd rather trust someone who knows what they're doing," he confessed with a self-deprecating shrug. "I might end up picking the wrong thing. Poisoning myself wouldn't be too smart."

His admission brought a soft laugh from you as you placed a bottle of cough syrup alongside the bundled herbs on the counter. "Well, you're safe with these," you reassured him, meeting his gaze with a friendly smile. "Is there anything else you need?"

You noticed then, a subtle tenseness in his posture, the way his fingers tapped an unsteady rhythm on his armoured thigh. It seemed like eagerness, perhaps an anxiety to return to the familiarity of the forest. "No, that's all, thank you," he said, his voice carrying a hint of relief.

As he handed over the payment, his hand lingered for just a fraction longer than necessary, leaving behind a tip that was more generous than usual. With a quick, nervous nod, he gathered his purchase and hurried out, the door closing behind him with a gentle jingle.

There was something intriguing about him, a pull that was unfamiliar as he vanished past the window. Your heart sank a little as you realized that in the rush of the transaction, you'd never asked his name.

Turning back to the potions on the counter, you hoped for another chance to see the goblin again, to learn more about him. That's when you noticed the gap where the emboldening potion had been. Your eyes widened in realization. Could he have taken it by mistake? Or… he had left so suddenly. Had he stolen it?

Without a second thought, you dashed to the door, flinging it open with the hope of catching him. You scanned the street for any sign of the goblin's mossy green skin or the glint of his piercings. He was nowhere to be seen. For someone of such small stature, he was surprisingly quick, or perhaps the forest had taught him how to disappear so quickly.

Frustration bubbled inside you. That potion was potent — strong enough for the troll it was intended for, not a goblin half his size. You bit your lip, mind racing… and concluded that all you could do was make another for your customer. You hoped the strange goblin would be all right.

You resigned yourself to getting back to work, letting the steady flow of tasks and customers occupy your mind, pushing aside the nagging worry about the misplaced potion. Potions were brewed, advice was given, and remedies were handed out with the same care and attention you always provided.

As the day wound down and the last rays of the sun dipped below the horizon, you began the familiar routine of closing up. Just as you were about to turn the sign to closed, the door creaked open, the bell chiming one final time.

"We're closed, I'm afraid," you called out, not looking up as you continued to tidy the counter.

"Oh, I’ll just be a second," came a familiar voice, but there was a lilt to it now, a smoothness that hadn't been there before. 

You paused and turned, your gaze landing on the goblin who'd entered your apothecary just hours earlier.

Gone was the shy man you’d seen this morning. In place of his hunter's leathers, he wore a simple black tunic that did nothing to hide the confidence in his stance. His smile was easy, his greyish-black eyes held a glint of mischief, and he moved with a fluid grace that seemed enhanced, almost exaggerated.

"I don't think I properly introduced myself earlier," he continued with a smile. “I’m Ayo. You are..?” His voice was a little too loud in the quiet shop, his smile a little too wide.

It clicked then—the emboldening potion. He must have taken it.

"Ayo," you repeated, allowing his name to settle in your mind. "You took the potion, didn't you? The one I had on the counter?"

His grin widened, not an ounce of remorse in his expression. "Did I? Well, that explains a lot. I thought it was a freebie. I quite like the effect."

You couldn't help but muffle a laugh despite the seriousness of the situation. “Not much to do except wait it out, I’m afraid,” you said, pursing your lips to keep from smiling. “It shouldn’t last more than six or so hours… though it was made strong enough for a troll.”

Ayo's confident facade faltered just a bit, the suggestion that this new version of himself was only temporary dimming the brightness of his smile. "Wait it out — but I'm starting to enjoy this new me.”

"Why don't you wait it out here?" you suggested, brows furrowed. "Just so I can keep an eye on any unintended side effects."

Ayo arched a playful eyebrow, considering the offer. "I don't know," he teased.. "I wouldn't want to impose—unless, of course, it means spending time with someone as enchanting as yourself."

There it was, the charm dialed up to its fullest, making it hard not to be swept away by the easy compliments. Yet, you caught yourself, a gentle reminder in the back of your mind that Ayo wasn't entirely himself. His bravado was just a side effect, not a true reflection of his feelings.

Finally, with a slight push from your rational side, Ayo nodded, conceding. "Alright, perhaps staying here isn't such a bad idea. I wouldn't mind getting to know you better, under the circumstances."

You couldn't help but smile, even as you reined in the flutter in your chest. "I'll make some tea, then," you said, moving towards the small side room that served as a makeshift lounge for quiet moments like these.

Once you had brewed a calming chamomile tea, you handed Ayo a steaming mug and directed him to the sofa, plush and inviting in the cosy room. He settled in, the potion's effects making him appear more at ease, more at home than he probably should have felt.

You curled up in the armchair opposite him, tucking your legs beneath you. The room was comfortable, the air filled with the soothing scent of the tea, creating a peaceful bubble away from the world outside.

"So, tell me," he said, gesturing to the room as a whole. He had chosen to sit next to a collection of potted plants, so large that their leaves spilled halfway onto the arm of the sofa. “What's it like being an apothecary? Must be a fascinating job, mixing potions and all that."

You grinned. "It is," you replied. "There's a certain magic in helping others, even if it's just with a simple remedy for the common cold."

Ayo listened, his gaze lingering on you with an intensity that left your skin hot. "I bet," he said with a grin. He had pointed teeth, you noticed, with delicate carvings.

The intensity of his stare made you shiver. To distract yourself, you downed your tea and stood to press a cool hand to Ayo’s forehead. “No fever,” you concluded. “That’s good. Do you feel unwell at all? Too warm or too cold?”

Ayo shrugged. “No. Actually, I feel better than I have in a long time.”

You hummed in agreement, leaning over to grab a piece of aloe vera from one of the pots beside Ayo. Except in your closeness, Ayo’s warm breath against your skin felt amplified. He leaned up, dark eyes glinting, close enough to kiss.

Your heart raced, a part of you tempted to close the distance; but with a gentle firmness, you turned your face away, evading his advance. "Ayo, I can't," you said softly, yet firmly. "I won't take advantage of you."

“It’s hardly taking advantage, love.”

The pet name made your knees weak, and you bit your lip to keep from saying something stupid. Instead, you said, “if you still feel this way after the potion has worn off, then maybe I’ll consider… a date. If you’d like. Only once the potion has worn off.”

The look of disappointment that briefly crossed Ayo's face was unmistakable, yet he recovered quickly, his confidence unshaken. "Fair enough," he conceded with a rakish grin. "When this wears off, I'll take you up on that date."

“Good,” you replied with a grin. Settling back into the armchair, you drew a blanket over your knees, the soft fabric a small comfort against the evening's chill.

Ayo's gaze lingered, but he made no move to breach the distance you'd established. You were quietly grateful that at least the potion hadn’t completely ruined his inhibitions.

"At least the potion hasn't completely obliterated your sense of propriety," you quipped, sinking deeper into the blanket.

Ayo's laughter echoed in the little room. "Yeah, well, you say that… but it’s taking my entire self control to stay over here," he responded with a shrug and a smirk.

Flushing, you scrambled to grab the empty teacups. Mostly just to give yourself something to do other than flounder, you asked, “more tea?” Before he could answer, you were on your feet and scrambling to the little kitchen area next door. 

As the kettle boiled on the stovetop, you poked your head back into the sitting area. Glancing at Ayo, who seemed content on the sofa, an idea took root. 

"Would you mind staying the night?" you asked, despite the little voice in your mind arguing otherwise. "It's late, and I'd like to keep an eye on you, just in case the potion decides to throw us any more curveballs."

Ayo's agreement was immediate, his nod accompanied by a grateful smile. "Sure, I can stay. Tomorrow, we could go on a breakfast date.”

You hummed. “If you’re back to normal by morning.”

Deciding that the flat above the shop would offer a more comfortable place for Ayo to spend the night, you led the way upstairs, gathering blankets and a pillow to make up a makeshift bed on the sofa.

As you finished arranging everything and turned to bid Ayo goodnight, he caught you by surprise by standing on his toes and meeting your lips in a kiss. The initial shock had you stiffening, ready to pull away, but Ayo's whispered confession stopped you.

“I couldn’t resist,” he murmured against your lips. His breath tasted of chamomile tea and something you couldn’t place. Something sweet.

You knew you should have resisted, pushed him away, but you couldn’t. Not when he was looking at you with such big, hopeful eyes, that confident smile still playing on his lips. And oh, those teeth!

Screw it, you thought. It was time that you threw caution to the wind. Without giving yourself time to doubt, you bent down and kissed him again. 

Ayo's lips were soft against yours, the kiss carrying a warmth that seemed to spread through you, chasing away the remnants of the day's fatigue. 

When you finally parted, there was a softness in Ayo's gaze, a look that made your legs weak. With a smile that held more affection than you intended, you whispered, "Goodnight, Ayo."

He blew you a kiss as you retreated from the living room. You waved back, hoping that tomorrow, Ayo wouldn’t regret this.

***

The morning light had just begun to creep through the curtains when you decided to check on Ayo, curious to see how he was faring after a night under the influence of the emboldening potion. Quietly, you made your way to the living space, expecting to find him still asleep on the sofa.

Instead, Ayo was up, in the midst of lacing his boots, a look of concentration on his face. The moment he noticed you, his movements halted, and a flush of embarrassment coloured his green cheeks. It was clear he hadn't intended to be found awake, let alone preparing to leave.

"I, uh, was trying to sneak out," Ayo confessed, his voice laced with a mix of sheepishness and something deeper, more sincere. "Didn't want to wake you."

The admission stung. 

Your expression must have betrayed your feelings, because Ayo quickly added, "Not because I regret anything from last night! It's just... that wasn't me. I mean, it was me, but not me. I'm not usually that bold, and I didn't want you to see me this morning and be... disappointed."

"You don't have to sneak away," you said gently, stepping closer, the hurt beginning to ebb away as understanding took its place. "I'd rather know the real you, anyway. Boldness isn't the only thing that's attractive, you know."

Ayo's gaze lifted to meet yours, a hint of surprise flickering in his dark eyes. You noticed him fidgeting slightly, a stark contrast to the smooth assurance he'd displayed yesterday.

Sensing his unease, you took a seat beside him on the sofa, aiming to bridge the distance not just physically, but emotionally as well. "About that breakfast date," you began, watching his reaction closely. "Is that still on the table?"

The effort Ayo made to temper his enthusiasm was almost endearing; the corners of his mouth twitched upwards, betraying his excitement despite his best attempts to remain composed. "If you're still interested, yeah," he said quickly. Too quickly. It was sweet.

In response, you reached out and took his hand. Leaning forward, you placed a gentle kiss on his cheek. His skin was rough and warm. 

"I'd like to go," you said. "For what it's worth, I'm interested in getting to know the real Ayo, not just the version the potion showed me."

Ayo's enthusiasm was infectious, his smile making your stomach flip. "I can't wait," he blurted out, then quickly added, "Sorry, I don't mean to seem overeager."

You couldn't help but laugh. Not at him, of course, never at him. "It's okay," you assured him. "I'm excited too"

The idea of a breakfast date now hung in the air, a tempting prospect. Yet, Ayo, ever mindful of his responsibilities, hesitated. "I should probably check in on my sister first, let her know where I've been... and explain my unexpected absence."

With a nod of understanding, you stood up, closing the distance between you with a few short steps. Leaning down, you pressed a soft kiss to his cheek. He was so much shorter than you, but you didn’t mind one bit.

"Meet me back here in an hour, then?" you suggested.

Ayo's smile was all the answer you needed. "I'll be here," he promised.

“Good.”

WIth one final kiss, you let him go. Last night had been… interesting; but you had the feeling that today would be even better.

[charliedawn]

👋 haii im not sure if your requests are open but i got sick and now all i can think of is that one meme where its "save me white woman...." but instead of white woman its norman bates and so i was wondering if you could do some hcs for normab with a sick s/o??? pwease and thank you 👉👈😷

Norman heard you cough and his usual jovial smile fell. Norman doesn’t like seeing you suffer, so of course he was worried and concerned for your health.

He insisted you stayed in your room and brought you soup and everything he thought made sure you drank water.

Norman’s nurturing side came out in full force when he found out that you were sick. He took it upon himself to make sure you are comfortable, bringing you blankets, syrups, cough drops...

He also went to great lengths to find the best remedies. Whether it was making homemade chicken soup or searching for herbal teas, he wanted to ensure you were well taken care of. He’d sit beside you, perhaps reading a book or quietly watching a movie with you, just to be near in case you need anything. He’d even cuddle you at night.

He might not be the most eloquent when it comes to expressing emotions, but Norman will offer gentle reassurances.

"It will be okay, my darling. Ssh. Trust me."

If he suspected you might be catching something, he’ll be proactive, urging you to rest and take care of yourself. He’d be cautious about any germs around the house and go full housemaid to clean everything.

His protective instincts can lean toward the obsessive. Norman may overanalyze your symptoms, leading to a few anxious moments where he would worry excessively about your health.

To lift your spirits, he’d bring in your favorite movies or games, trying to engage you in light activities that do not require much effort, hoping to distract you from your discomfort. Despite his complexities, Norman would show affection through soft touches—stroking your hair or holding your hand—as a way to provide comfort and support.

Norman would also wake up during the night to check on you if he is not sleeping in your room, ensuring you have everything you need, that you are not having a nightmare and are resting peacefully.

If he has to leave the house for any reason, he would be visibly anxious and might call to check in frequently, just to make sure you are okay.

Norman *calls you* : "Hello, my darling. How are you feeling ? Better ? Did the medicine work ?"

[baronessblixen]

I had the opportunity to try Gillian's g-spot drinks while I was in England and so I did.

I promised myself that I would go into it unbiased and judge it fairly. Disclaimer: We all like different things! Me reviewing the flavors is just how I see (read: taste) them. My control group was my friend who tried each flavor as well.

Read my thoughts under the cut!

All three beverages are based on sparkling water and apple juice. Each has a different blend of herbal extracts. Now, I'm no expert, but for the most part, those other ingredients are used in very small doses. So really, in order for the nootropics and adaptogens to have any effect, you would have to drink more than one or two cans per day - and over a longer period as well.

The brand says that they "lie somewhere between a purist health drink that claims to change your life, and a mainstream soda brand that wants you hooked." That is one hell of a claim. Personally, I'm not sure how mainstream a beverage that costs £3,50 per can (0,33 l) can be.

The first one I tried was "Soothe". It's supposed to "calm your mind", according to the can, and has magnesium, maca, reishi, and ashwagandha as its ingredients. I had no idea what to expect and I can say in all honesty, I did not like the taste at all. My friend said it tastes like drinking medicine. To me, it tastes like sparkling cough syrup. It's because of the sage but also the slightly woody and bitter taste of the reishi.

Now let's move on to my taste test:

My next one was "Protect". That one uses ginger, turmeric, chaga and peppercorn, which I must admit sounded interesting to me. Well. What can I say? It tasted way better than "Soothe", but you must absolutely like the taste of ginger. My friend doesn't and said this one tastes even more like medicine.

The aftertaste was the worst. It would just not go away. I don't know if sage as a cure for anything related to colds and coughs is a German thing and that's we reacted so strongly to it. Anyway, I liked this one so little that I didn't dare to try the next one for another two days.

I saved the best for last: "Lift". From the few things I've read online, most people seemed to prefer this one. The ingredients here include bacopa, theanine, cordyceps, and lion's mane in addition to berries and peppercorn. I really liked this one because it's actually refreshing.

The aftertaste is not as insistent and quite nice with the gentle spiciness of the peppercorn and the turmeric. As I kept drinking it, I understood what my friend meant by saying it tastes like medicine though. Drinking the whole can was a struggle because the ingredients just get too much at some point.

Like "Protect", it's a bit spicy, but it works way better here with the berries. Though I must admit that I couldn't really taste the berries as well as I would have liked. As much as I liked this one, it's not something I would want to drink daily. Like the other flavors, this one, too, has several ingredients that taste bitter and/or earthy, like bacopa and lion's mane. It's just not my thing. My friend agreed that this was the best one, but she was like, one sip of this is enough.

Conclusion:

Oooof. I speculated with a friend (not the one who did the tasting with me!) what these would taste like and we originally thought it would taste like sparkling apple juice with some flavor. I don't know if it's a thing anywhere else, but Apfelschorle (sparkling apple juice) is a huge deal here and really, really tasty.

I didn't expect the bitterness and earthiness to be so prominent in the taste, to be honest. All in all, I expected more from these drinks- Especially at that price. None of these were so good that I was like, I want more. Maybe they are good for my health - though that's quite a claim - but so is water. And maybe the sparkling, flavored water you can buy at Tesco, Asda and Sainsbury's isn't as healthy (but it might be?), but it tastes much better. It's way cheaper, too.

All that aside, I'm still not sure what to think of the whole brand and the idea behind it. One thing, in particular, I'm missing is information about how the ingredients are sourced. Cordyceps, Lion's Mane, Reishi, etc. aren't exactly ingredients you can get everywhere.

Anyway, that's it from me!

[brokoala-soup]

I think my aesthetic might be something along the lines of cottagecore and light academia with a tinge of Studio Ghibli and bits and pieces of chaotic academia. So this includes:

classical music blaring out of cheap speakers, homemade food served in reused takeout containers, half dying houseplants in everything but traditional flower pots, the fragrance of jasmine and mint, mirrors reflecting sunlight on to disorganised bookshelves with the most random collection of books, soups in glassware, gel pen doodles all over my notes, herbal teas in whiskey glasses, locally sourced incense sticks, handmade woolen blankets over commercially sold quilts, baking granola bars on a lazy sunday afternoon, adding chocolate to literally everything, mid day naps when the weather is cloudy yet humid, ribbon ties instead of stapler pins, making my own spice powders, scented oil lamps, being obsessed with cloves, sleeping on a bed full of pillows only to find over half of them on the floor next morning, missing alarms because closing my eyes for two more seconds won't make me fall asleep again, picking flowers and herbs from the garden, sleepy afternoons, careful skincare but with the most day to day products, eucalyptus oil, use and throw inhalers to deal with my anxiety because the smell of menthol calms me down, short nails and neutral manicure, smelling like flowers one day and like the sea the other, getting excited whenever I spot the moon, absolutely in awe and in love with the clouds because they're amazing and so creative, puppies, calligraphy using ball pens, homemade mocha latte using soya milk, my grandma's childhood earrings that I wear all the time, newspapers, organic vegetables sold by retired social workers, tote bags, reusable metal water bottles, hot showers and cold rinses, using my grandmother's favorite brand of soap because I love smelling like her, herbal hair oil, smelling like sandalwood, cooking pasta with the family, reading secondhand books, collecting fused light bulbs, pencil underlines, postcards, 1 am poetry, pop instrumentals and pensive journaling, benzene rings on page margins, berry flavoured cough syrup, baking bread, long walks, loud conversations, thrifting, e-books, chocolate wrappers hidden between dictionary pages, colourful periodic table prints, plushies, honey, fleece blankets, sleeping cats, signet ring, dried rose I'd bought for myself and carried around like a trophy travelling back home with it in the public bus, twinning perfumes coincidentally with my best friend, vintage looking brand new ink pen and expired ink, sticky notes with motivational quotes covering my wall, never buying perfumes and only using the ones I'm gifted, random words that remind me of niche incidents or memories written along the corners of my study material, pearl jewelry set that my dad gifted my mom but it's me who wears it now, combat boots bought at ¼th it's price at a discount clearance sale, all my jackets being bought from different countries by my dad and thus each serving as a token of memory, lipstick shades that match only extremely specific vibes and look off and odd at other times, cherry lip balm stick that I've used only twice, daily calendar sheets reused as a notepad, birthday candles from my 16th birthday sitting on my work table, the lingering smell of multiple beverages in my room because I seldom wash the cups I drank them from and now they're cluttered all over the room, hand me down luxury watches older than me, chipped nailpolish, reminders written down on tissue papers, bus tickets all over my bag, sugar-free chewing gum, deodorant that never washes off my clothes, wearing clothes purchased 5 years ago and getting compliments simply because it's not trendy but is unique, mini origami cranes, rose sprays, lychee scented sanitizer, baking bread at home on weekends, homemade hair masks, turning up late because i was busy enjoying life walking through the eucalyptus grove on the way to class, running to the station yet missing the train, all my everyday ornaments having a deeper meaning to me.

[scribblelark]

Enchanted Tea Powders Can Lead to Parallel Universes

My collection of enchanted powders and syrups lets me make the best lattes, teas, and drinking chocolates this side of the river. The downside? Remembering what's what while I'm half asleep and concocting my morning brew. Which is why I stopped drinking them last year after a particularly potent brew’s unexpected side effect landed me in a parallel universe for five days. Now I go outside and grab a fresh peach, pear, apple, a handful of grapes and three strawberries in order to fix myself an unenchanted fresh fruit juice instead. Those five days were hair raising and I mean literally, as well as metaphorically – it took several weeks for my hair to return to normal.

Almost the first moment I landed – and I do mean landed as I dropped from a great height on arrival – my ‘adventures’ began. A large green and gold dragon swallowed me whole, which I can confirm is not the most pleasant experience. In fact, I think I’d go so far as to say it was quite the most unpleasant experience I’ve ever had.

How did I get out of it, you ask? Well, it’s not for nothing that I’m a witch of considerable repute. I used a spell to make the dragon cough and after a few minutes I found myself flying out of its mouth and crash landing in a tree.

Luckily, the dragon was both apologetic and helpful once she realised what had happened. She got me out of the tree and back onto solid ground, then helped me to find the necessary herbs I needed for poultices for the wounds I acquired when crashing into that tree. Of course, she had no problems in creating a fire for me so that I could boil some water to make the herbal compounds I use on open wounds. After I’d got that done, she insisted on flying me to wherever I wanted to go and when I explained that I didn’t know where I was since I’d arrived there by magical accident, she took me to the most powerful witch she knew.

To my surprise, the witch in question was both a princess and me! Well, not me, but rather my parallel universe self. To say that we were both shocked at the meeting would be an understatement. She fainted clean away and I had to use my magic to revive her as she showed no signs of quickly recovering her senses.

Once she was awake again I had to reassure her that I wasn’t her twin, evil or otherwise, and that I had absolutely no interest in becoming a part of her life as I had a life of my own elsewhere, thank you very much.

Once we’d established that, she was quite willing to help me to get back to my own universe. The problem was that in order to do so I needed to drink another cup of the tea I’d drunk that morning, and do you think, after the shocks I’d already had, and given my half-asleep state when I made said tea, that I could remember precisely which enchanted powders I’d used? I really couldn’t.

Which resulted in four days of experimentation. Four days of mixing up enchanted powders, four days of searching for elusive ingredients to go into those powders, and four days of bouncing back and forth between other parallel universes and the princess’ own. At least having the dragon along helped! She, it turned out, was a natural anchor to her own and the princess’ universe, so when I ended up in a parallel universe that wasn’t my own, she was able to get me back.

No, I don’t know how she did that. You don’t ask dragons those kinds of questions about their magics, not if you want to survive the day, anyway. And yes, Linnormr, for all that she was helpful to me during my time in that parallel universe, was not a dragon I wanted to cross. So I kept my mouth shut and asked no questions.

On the first day that we tried getting to my universe we instead ended up in one where I was an Imperial Knight, renowned as a mighty dragon slayer. (Imagine how  Linnormr felt when we made that discovery! Imagine how I felt, too!) We had the misfortune to arrive right where my other self was fighting an enormous red and gold dragon and losing badly. Linnormr asked me if I wanted to help and I said yes, I wanted to help the dragon, not the other me. I explained that until I met her, I’d never met a dragon as there were none in my universe so far as I knew, and she had been kind, helpful, and a good friend to me thus far, therefore I had no inclination to go around slaying dragons, including the one that was doing a good job of killing not-me.

We got out of there as fast as we could, Linnormr flying us both back to her home universe. By the time we got back it was late in the day and she was tired, so I told her quite firmly that I didn’t intend to try going home again that day and she should rest.

On the second day of trying to get home to my universe Linnormr and I ended in a parallel where my alternate self was a mighty king ruling over a vast empire that stretched for thousands of miles. The moment they saw us, the King tried to destroy us, assuming that I was a manifestation of devilry and there to unseat them. No amount of reassurances or explanations were sufficient to persuade them otherwise and the King challenged me to a duel. I explained that I’d never learned how to use any weapons, that my skills lay wholly in herblore. (I didn’t think it would be a good idea to use the word magic around the King, given their attitude to my existence.)

The King waved this objection off with a very curt ‘You’ll learn’, which meant that I spent the rest of that day in trying to learn how to use a sword. Would it surprise you to know that I wasn’t very good even after sweating over the task for six hours?

The King had had Linnormr chained up on our arrival, but the chains weren’t anything like as strong as they assumed and eventually Linnormr was able to free herself. She arrived at the duelling ground (the King had a separate area of land set aside purely so they and their courtiers could duel with anyone who disagreed with the King. Bizarre.) just as I was being led out, armed with a borrowed sword. The King, of course, arrived in all their splendour, and I was surprised to see just how good regal finery looked on me. Not that I had any intentions of ever wearing such clothing, but still. It was interesting. And then it wasn’t, as the King started to swagger towards me, a very sharp looking sword in their hand. Fortunately, Linnormr arrived at the next moment, literally swooping in to save me by snatching me up with her talons as she flew in low over the duelling ground, accompanied by a roar of outrage from the King and a rather half-hearted (it seemed to me) flight of arrows.

Back in Linnormr’s own universe we spent the rest of the day resting and recovering from our ordeal, after I’d recounted what had happened to the princess. She had been suitably appalled by our experience and assured us that when she became queen here it would not go to her head as it had clearly gone to the King’s head.

The third attempt to get back to my own universe was, if anything, even more horrific than the second attempt because this time we arrived in the middle of a war. A very technological war that featured flying machines raining destruction down on the countryside, armed men and women, rolling machines that I was told were ‘tanks’, and a version of me who was the President of one of the many countries involved in this terrifying worldwide war. She was outraged at our appearance outside the government offices where her ‘war cabinet’ was meeting (I was surprised to learn that a war cabinet meant people not furniture).

To my intense relief she didn’t try to have us killed out of hand. She did, however, have us locked up before I’d barely managed to explain who I was and what we were doing there. We were, apparently, ‘an unnecessary complication’, so off we went, to the Tower of Londino, the capital city’s central jail.

We were locked up in the Tower’s topmost suite since it was the only reasonable way to get Linnormr into the building at all. Unfortunately, the chains the President’s jailers used were a lot better than King-me’s chains and it took us hours to get ourselves free. In fact, it was only by combining our magics (an experience I’d never had before since there are no dragons here!) that we managed to get ourselves free. Once we were free of our chains, Linnormr set fire to the roof and when the wood had been weakened enough, she shoved her head and shoulders through, bringing down a lot of the roof in the process. Then she picked me up in her talons and flew us out of there.

That was when my hair turned black and spiky (I’d been blonde until then). The spikiness has gone, now, but my hair is permanently black as a consequence of the mild singeing I got during our escape. Not that I blamed Linnormr in any way. It was our only recourse, after all.

Once back in Linnormr’s universe I seriously considered simply remaining there and never again attempting to return home. Princess-me was surprisingly amenable to the idea when I idly floated it over a late supper once I and Linnormr had recovered, but Linnormr told me that she thought that I would not survive long if I remained in their universe. I was, it seemed, starting to fade away. The princess hadn’t really noticed as she wasn’t spending much time with me, but Linnormr had noticed on the third day since my arrival in their universe. She speculated that it was because I was inextricably linked to my own universe and that link was starting to wear thin, particularly as I kept ending up in the wrong parallels.

So on the fifth day since I’d arrived in that parallel universe I concocted yet another enchanted powder for my tea, drank it, and crossed into another universe.

I knew I was in the right place almost immediately, not least because Linnormr cried out in shock as I suddenly ‘un-faded’ again, but also because I felt all my previous weariness drop away as suddenly as if I’d put down a very heavy weight that I’d been carrying around with me.

Linnormr was very happy for me, as was I, of course, but I was surprised when she said that she was thinking of remaining in my universe for a little while in order to try to discover whether there were, in fact, any dragons here. She invited me to go with her and I told her that while I had very much enjoyed her company and was immensely grateful for her friendship and assistance, all I really wanted was to go home and get back to my interrupted life.

Four days after she flew away Linnormr returned and reported solemnly that there were no dragons in my universe. I didn’t ask her how she knew, I just accepted that she did. We shared a last meal together, then she returned to her own universe, promising that she’d come and visit me again one day in the future.

And that, my friend, is why I always drink a glass of fresh, unenchanted fruit juice first thing in the morning.

A/N: Inspired by this prompt.

[fluffyllamas-23]

💝 - What gestures do they really appreciate? How do you get on their good side?

☕ - Coffee or tea?

💀 - How do they feel about horror movies?

💖 - How and how often do they try to impress their partner(s)? How and how often do their partner(s) impress them?

for your girls!!

omg thank you for these!!! My apologies they took so long, I've been having such a rough time with focusing on much of anything and I've been so tired for no reason other than existing is hard lmao but thank you for loving my girls! I did them for Arwen and Marcia, and Jasmine and Saoirse!!

💝 - What gestures do they really appreciate? How do you get on their good side?

Arwen: Arwen really hates cooking and figuring out food. She will if she has to but will hate every minute of her, so the best way to get to her heart is to organize that for her. If someone organizes it for her, whether it be cooking for her or getting her favorite takeout, she just melts. Marcia thankfully loves to cook, so they work well together lmao. Marcia: Marcia loves to be spoiled and told how wonderful and appreciated she is. She really loves experiences - fancy date nights, couples dates at the spa, impromptu weekend getaways….stuff like that. Saoirse: Saoirse really loves when people very obviously listen to her and remember things she’s said and act on those things. She teaches high school, and while she loves her students and what she does, it does get really frustrating sometimes because it can feel like she’s speaking to a wall and has to spend the majority of her day repeating herself. Someone hanging on her every word, and remembering something she’d said weeks ago and bringing it up later is something that just makes her feel SO special and loved. Jasmine: Little acts of service make Jasmine feel really loved. She’s so used to having to be hyper-competent at work and it makes her melt a bit when someone does something for her, even if she’s perfectly capable of and planning on doing something herself. Sometimes she’ll come home after a long, hard day of work, and the house is clean, and Saoirse’s just gotten dinner in the oven, and she kisses her cheek and tells her she’ll draw her a bath and pour her a glass of wine, and she’s all 🥺🥺🥺. It works platonically, too. If one of her coworkers takes the time to grab her a coffee from the cart without her asking, she just dies lmao

☕ - Coffee or tea?

Arwen: Arwen loves iced coffee no matter the weather. Even when it’s freezing, she prefers iced coffee over hot. She usually takes it with oat milk and whatever syrup she’s feeling that day, usually hazelnut vanilla. Marcia: Marcia is a tea kind of person. She loves all kinds of tea, but she tends to prefer earl gray or herbal teas. With earl gray, she takes it with a little bit of cream and sugar, and with herbal teas she’ll add a bit of honey. Not too much, just enough to give it a little bit of sweetness. Saoirse: Saoirse is a coffee person, preferably as black as her soul. Even better would be an IV of coffee directly into her veins, but that’s not possible yet lol. She really likes nitro cold brews, or just plain black coffee. Jasmine: Jasmine is neither a coffee or tea person. She doesn’t really like the taste of either, but will consent to drinking tea when she’s sick (only because her throat always hurts SO bad when she’s sick. That and cough drops are the only things that help). To get her caffeine fix, she usually opts for the largest size available of either Diet Coke or Coke Zero. 

💀 - How do they feel about horror movies?

Arwen: Arwen doesn’t really like horror movies. She thinks they’re dumb, and has no interest in watching them. Marcia: Marcia doesn’t like horror movies. She was raised really religious, and although she’s deconstructed years ago, she still doesn’t really fuck with spooky stuff. She doesn’t really believe in it anymore, but It’s just kind of a holdover from it being drilled into her head that horror and paranormal stuff is satanic lmao. Saoirse and Jasmine: They do enjoy horror movies, but really only during spooky season when they can really get in the mood for it. They won’t really watch any of them outside of October.

💖 - How and how often do they try to impress their partner(s)? How and how often do their partner(s) impress them?

This might be kind of a boring answer, but I don’t really feel like any of these four ever try to impress their partner! They’re all pretty secure and established in their relationship, and any impressing they do is completely unintentional. Marcia may occasionally try and impress Arwen, if only to be given praise lmao.

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[boundlss]

my muses except i assign them to loose leaf tea flavors i currently have in my house

please read my posts about tea i have kind of what my detractors might call an obsession.

apple cinnamon french toast - currently my second favorite tea. delightfully sweet and bold, has a strong smell and a rich taste. i would assign this tea to roland fortis!

savannah sunrise - citrusy but not too strong, a very clear and vibrant tasting tea. it's new to me so i haven't had much of it. i would assign this tea to ty lee!

lavender raspberry honeybush - a very subtle but rich fruity tea, easy to brew and drink at any temperature. i would assign this tea to cahir mawr dyffryn aep ceallach!

blue lady grey - very strong and unique tasting, sort of not what you expect upon seeing it but a very memorable tea. i would assign this tea to roy mayrana!

tangerine ginger - extremely flavorful but VERY heavy on the ginger flavor. if i drink it in the wrong mood it feels sort of like i'm being attacked but i actually like the way it looks and smells a lot. i would assign this tea to stella!

peach ginger detox gold - actually very good, has a more muted flavor than you'd think but the low brewing temperature means it's easier to drink fast. the ginger is also not noticeable in here. i would assign this tea to pleasant clemens!

pacific peppermint - smells almost exactly like a candy cane. tastes like a very muted candy cane. actually very good for a dessert or afternoon tea in my opinion. i would assign this tea to aurilis ayeva!

earl grey supreme - a plain tea but actually quite good as far as earl grey goes (i am an earl grey fan though). i would give this tea to mukuhara kazui.

decaf earl grey - i didn't honestly like this one that much, it was bland and taking away the caffeine is kind of detracting from earl grey in general ... i would assign this tea to vernon roche! because that man does not need to be more wired than he already is all of the time.

caramel toffee pu-erh - a VERY sweet tea with a very long brew time, but i really enjoy it as a dessert. i would assign this tea to luminous!

white cherry - it smells exactly like cough syrup. the taste is fine but i can't get over the cough syrup thing. i would assign this tea to five pebbles to help with his rot. feel better soon five pebbles!

apricot white - a VERY very good and light white tea, it's very appealing to look at and very nice to drink. i've been debating ordering some more of this. i would assign this tea to dandelion!

chocolate covered strawberries - it was alright. it actually didn't stick out to me really at all. i would assign this tea to benjamin clemens!

pomegranate green tea - a very strong tea, the pomegranate flavor really comes out and i usually drink this before my friday dnd! for that reason and because it looks a lot like blood i'm going to assign this tea to cyran azerrad kapral!

elderberry fortress herbal tea - it's a good tea and one of the only actual medicinal teas i have in the house. genuinely like it, but we save this for when we have sore throats or allergies. i would assign this to ankita culathene!

houjicha - a VERY VERY VERY good japanese green tea. my favorite tea we currently have. it's moderately sweet and nutty and amazing and i drink it almost every sunday night before bed. i would assign this tea to yanna lazaros!

moringa tulsi - why is it spicy ................ i would assign this tea to jet!

international breakfast tea - my best friend. he's like a brother to me. very plain and slightly bitter but i drink this tea every morning for breakfast. i have an industrial sized bag of this tea so i can drink it every morning for breakfast. very high in caffeine. i would assign this tea to shirogane kei!

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Hamdard Sualin Tab: A herbal remedy for cough, cold, sore throat and bronchitis. It also helps clear the chest and throat of phlegm and mucus.

Ham Dard Di Abeat Capsules: A natural supplement for diabetes that helps regulate blood sugar levels, improve metabolism and prevent complications.

Hamdard Jigreen Syrup: A liver tonic that helps protect the liver from toxins, infections and inflammation. It also improves digestion, appetite and overall health.

Hamdard Iksir Shifa: A general tonic that helps boost immunity, vitality and stamina. It also helps fight infections, allergies and weakness.

Cipzer Araq-E-Mako: A natural liquid that helps improve memory, concentration and mental alertness.

Cipzer Habb-E-Pill: A natural pill that helps treat constipation, piles and fissures. It also helps improve bowel movement and digestion.

Cipzer Araq-E-Gaozaban Syrup: A natural syrup that helps calm the nerves, mind and heart. It also helps treat insomnia, headache and palpitation.

Cipzer Majoon-E-Jograj Gugal Paste: A natural paste that helps treat joint pain, arthritis and rheumatism. It also helps reduce inflammation, stiffness and swelling.

These are some of the best-selling Unani products on Health Mug that you can buy online at attractive prices. You can also get free consultations with experienced doctors in various fields such as Homeopathy, Ayurveda, Unani and Nutrition on Health Mug.

What is Unani Medicine?

Unani medicine is a system of alternative medicine that originated in ancient Greece and was developed by Arab and Persian physicians. The foundation of Unani medicine is the idea that a person's health and disease are determined by their four humors blood, phlegm and black bile as well as their four temperaments sanguine, phlegmatic, choleric, and melancholy. Unani medicine aims to balance the humors and temperaments by using natural remedies such as herbs, minerals, animal products, diet, exercise, and lifestyle modifications.

In India, unani medicine has been used for thousands of years to treat a variety of diseases, including kidney stones, diabetes, arthritis, asthma, skin ailments, and digestive problems. The Central Council of Indian Medicine (CCIM) oversees unani medicine and is recognized by the Indian government.

Why Buy Online Unani Medicine with Health Mug?

Unani medicine might be worth a try if you're seeking for a holistic, natural way to improve your health. However, finding authentic and quality Unani products can be a challenge in today’s market. That’s why we recommend you to buy online Unani medicine with Health Mug.

Health Mug is an online platform that offers a wide range of genuine Unani products from reputed brands such as Hamdard, Baidyanath, Rex Remedies, New Shama Laboratories, Dehlvi Naturals, Qarshi Industries, and many more.  You can also search for specific products by name or by ingredients.

What are the Benefits of Buying Online Unani Medicine with Health Mug?

Health Mug not only provides you with the best Unani products online but also gives you the benefits of free home delivery, easy payment options, secure transactions, discounts and offers, and customer support. You can also get free online consultations from experienced Unani practitioners who can guide you on the proper use and dosage of Unani products. You can also read reviews and ratings from other customers who have used Unani products and share your feedback.

Health Mug is your gateway to health with Unani medicine. Whether you want to prevent diseases, treat chronic conditions, or enhance your overall wellness, you can find the right Unani products for your needs at Health Mug.

How to Buy Online Unani Medicine with Health Mug?

Buying online Unani medicine with Health Mug is easy and convenient. You just need to follow these simple steps:

Visit Health Mug Website and select the category of Unani products you want to buy.

Browse through the product and add them to your cart.

Proceed to checkout and enter your delivery address and payment details.

Confirm your order and wait for your product to be delivered to your doorstep.

So what are you waiting for? Buy online Unani medicine with Health Mug today and experience the healing power of nature.

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Third-Party Manufacturing Pharma Companies in Himachal Pradesh: A Hub for Quality Production

Himachal Pradesh has established itself as a prominent hub for pharmaceutical manufacturing in India. Known for its serene landscapes, the state is also home to a booming pharmaceutical industry, supported by government policies, favorable infrastructure, and an ecosystem encouraging growth.

Among its contributions, third party pharmaceutical manufacturing is a critical service that has helped businesses scale efficiently without heavy investments.

This blog explores why Himachal Pradesh is a top destination for third-party pharma manufacturing, the benefits of outsourcing, and how to select the best partner for your business needs.

Why Himachal Pradesh is a Pharma Manufacturing Powerhouse?

Himachal Pradesh has long been a preferred destination for pharmaceutical manufacturing due to its strategic advantages. The state’s industrial areas, particularly Baddi, Nalagarh, and Solan, have attracted top pharma companies from across the globe.

Key Factors Contributing to Himachal Pradesh’s Pharma Success Tax Incentives

The state provides significant tax benefits to manufacturing units, including exemptions on excise duty and income tax for certain periods.

Strategic Location

Proximity to Chandigarh, Punjab, and Delhi ensures excellent connectivity for raw material procurement and finished product distribution.

Infrastructure Development

Industrial zones like Baddi house state-of-the-art facilities with robust logistics, power supply, and water resources.

Skilled Workforce

A large pool of technically skilled professionals ensures efficient operations and adherence to quality standards.

Regulatory Compliance

Most pharma companies in Himachal Pradesh operate under stringent WHO-GMP and ISO standards, ensuring top-notch product quality.

Understanding Third-Party Pharma Manufacturing

Third-party manufacturing, also known as contract manufacturing, is an arrangement where a company outsources its product manufacturing to a specialized facility. This allows businesses to expand their product lines and market reach without the need for in-house production capabilities.

In Himachal Pradesh, third party pharma manufacturers are equipped to handle diverse product categories, including tablets, capsules, syrups, injectables, and more.

Who Benefits from Third-Party Manufacturing?

Startups: Companies can launch their brands without heavy investments in infrastructure and technology.

Established Pharma Companies: Outsourcing helps meet market demand surges and reduces operational burdens.

Nutraceutical and Ayurvedic Brands: Manufacturers in Himachal Pradesh also specialize in herbal and nutraceutical products.

Types of Products Manufactured by Third-Party Pharma Companies in Himachal Pradesh

The pharmaceutical industry in Himachal Pradesh caters to a wide range of therapeutic segments, producing:

Tablets and Capsules Antibiotics, anti-inflammatory drugs, multivitamins, and more. Available in coated, sustained-release, and hard/soft gel forms.

Syrups and Suspensions Pediatric syrups, antacids, and cough formulations. Known for their efficacy and palatability.

Injectable Medications Hormonal therapies, antibiotics, and pain management solutions. Manufactured under strict aseptic conditions.

Advantages of Partnering with Third-Party Pharma Manufacturers in Himachal Pradesh

Outsourcing to third-party manufacturers offers several benefits, especially when partnering with companies in Himachal Pradesh:

Cost Efficiency Avoiding infrastructure and operational expenses allows businesses to focus on marketing and branding. 2. Expertise and Technology Manufacturers in Himachal Pradesh are equipped with the latest machinery and R&D facilities. 3. High-Quality Standards Adherence to WHO-GMP, ISO, and DCGI guidelines ensures products meet global quality standards. 4. Scalability Easily scale production volumes to meet market demands without additional investments. 5. Focus on Core Business Outsourcing allows businesses to channel resources into marketing, sales, and distribution. Conclusion Himachal Pradesh has cemented its position as a leading destination for third-party pharma manufacturing in India. With world-class infrastructure, skilled professionals, and a supportive ecosystem, the state offers unmatched opportunities for businesses looking to expand their pharmaceutical operations.

By partnering with a reliable third-party manufacturer in Himachal Pradesh, companies can ensure high-quality production, cost efficiency, and timely delivery — critical factors for success in the competitive pharmaceutical industry.