#herbal research jobs

[yandere-daydreams]

tw - unhealthy relationships, mentions of gore/human experimentation, forced marriage. written for a very lovely anonymous commissioner.

Recently, all your mornings had started the same way: ten or so feet below the ground, buried under the satin sheets of an otherwise empty bed in a stone chamber decorated with all the love and tenderness of a hospital room, freshly cleaned after the death of its last occupant.

Blearily, you stumbled out of bed, grimacing at the feeling of the cold, rough floor against your bare feet. Temperatures in Snezhnaya rarely rose above freezing, and while your husband didn’t seem to mind the cold, you weren’t so resilient – shrugging on your heaviest robe before so much as opening your eyes. A mug of coffee was clumsily assembled in your minimalistic kitchenette (a feature you insisted on, after being forced to share a communal ice chest with one of his more dissection-focused segments), then a cup of tea; herbal and rich, a blend from Sumeru he had imported every few months. For as many years as you’d been with Zandik, you’d never been able to make sense of what he considered worth his time and what he disregarded as frivolous wastes of effort and mora. You supposed you could only be thankful you fell into the former group, lest your body be the next to adorn his vivisection table.

Once you’d managed to shake the chill and bring yourself to a state of near-consciousness, you stumbled out of your bedroom and into the corridor, ignoring the curious looks of young researchers and patrolling soldiers and shrugging open the steel door at the end of the hall. The smell of rot and preservatives hit you as soon as you stepped into Zandik’s personal laboratory, but your eyes only glazed over the dark puddles splattered across the floor, the amorphous mass covered with a white sheet and laid across a metal table before landing on your husband – slumped over his desk, his face buried in his arms and ink staining his fingertips, his left cheek. With a sigh, you made your way to his side, placing both mugs on the edge of his desk and resting your hands on his shoulders. Letting your eyes fall shut, you lowered yourself to his height, resting your lips against the top of his head and only pulling away when he began to stir.

He'd always been a light sleeper (in comparison to you, at least), and it’d never taken much to rouse him. You straightened your back and as if on cue, he bolted upward, gaze darting to the door, then his operation table, then you – where it would stay. A slight grin pulled at the corner of his lips as he pushed his chair away from his desk and tapped his leg, and without protest, you climbed into his lap; straddling his thighs and burying your face in the crook of his neck. One of his hands found its way to your hip while the other took to rubbing small, slow circles into your back. You waited for him to settle underneath you before breaking the silence. “I want to go home.”

Home, meaning the gothic, looming mansion you usually resided in when he wasn’t working out of one of the Fatui’s countless underground facilities or traveling abroad. It was also dark and drafty and a far cry from your previous home, the home he’d taken you away from the day he married you, but you’d been able to decorate it to your preferences and you didn’t need to go through ten of his soldiers just to step outside. He hummed, the sound passive and dismissive, and you frowned into his shoulder, nudging gently at his chest. “I’m serious, Zandik. Everything smells like blood and you haven’t come to bed in days. Being around all these chemicals is going to be the death of me – that is, if boredom doesn’t do the job first.”

Another hum, this one slightly more thoughtful. “You know I would pluck the stars from the sky for you,” he started, his voice still low and coarse with sleep. “But I am here on the Tsaritsa’s orders. Are you sure you’d have me test the good will of an archon for something so mundane?”

“Yes.” You’d seen him butcher orphans and burn villages to the ground. If he was still in his goddess’ good graces after so many centuries of relentless carnage, you were sure she wouldn’t mind a sudden relocation. “There’s nothing you do here that you couldn’t do in your own laboratory.” You thought for a moment, then added, “Unless you’ve decided that you love your archon more than you love me.”

His smile faltered, something possessive and pointed catching in his eyes. His grip on you tightened, but he recovered quickly, letting out an airy chuckle as he bowed his head and nuzzled mindlessly into the dip of your shoulder. “Two more weeks,” he promised. “Then, I’ll send you home – one way or another.”

“One more week.” You sat up, cupping his face and forcing him to meet your eyes. “Or I start spitting in your tea.”

“One more week if you start spitting in my tea.”

“You’re a vile, repugnant little man.” You leaned forward, kissing his cheek. “Deal.”

You spend the rest of that day lounging across the velvet-cushioned loveseat in the corner of his lab, skimming through your dozenth pulpy romance novel and watching your husband dismember corpses with a vigor you hadn’t seen since the first days of your marriage.

[lavendermoonlove]

Lavender - plant profiles #1

Hi my lovelies! I wanted to start this new series where I share my research and UPG regarding a plant. Apart from that I love working with herbs, this series also challenges me to connect with plants I don’t use often in my craft. However today I wanted to talk about lavender, my favourite herb in the whole universe.

Names Latin: Lavandula, with the two common varieties being Lavandula angustifolia and Lavandula latifolia. Folk names: Elf Leaf (for the leaves), Nard & Nardus (for the flowers), Spike (Lavandula latifolia).

Plant Profile Gender: Masculine Planet: Mercury Element: Air Personal correspondences: Dream magic, sleep, harmony, peace, relaxing Other correspondences: Protection, love, chastity, happiness longevity, healing and purification Personal association: I personally associate lavender with the Greek goddess Hekate. It’s the second most offered up herb to her in my practice, with mugwort stealing first place. She seems to quite like it when I offer lavender to her.

Folk uses Most commonly lavender has been used for sleep. It works wonders to calm the mind and help induce sleep. Often lavender is incorporated in a sachet that’s then placed under a pillow or a tea is brewed with it. Lavender has also been used in spell bags or worn as a fragrance in regards to love workings. Clothing dabbed with the fragrance of the flower, attracts love. The scent of lavender is believed to attract men. The essential oil was worn by well you know several centuries ago to advertise their profession and through magic attract men. This last fact makes it an ideal herb for more intimate love workings.

It was believed that the plant was so powerful, if one looked at it while being depressed all sorrow will leave and the person will feel happy. The fact that the scent of lavender stayed for a long time made that the plant was associated with longevity. It was also believed that lavender would protect against evil eye and was therefore also added to purification baths. Lavender was often used in herbal baths by both the Greeks and Romans. It was also believed that a sprinkle of lavender water on the head of a loved one would keep them chaste.

Modern uses In modern practice, lavender has also been used to cleanse a space by burning it, incorporating it in washes or incense. Lavender is ideal for cleansing a space while simultaneously filling that energetic “void” that’s left after cleansing with relaxing energies. Alternatively, fresh sprigs of the flower are dipped in moon water to sprinkle water around the home. Furthermore, lavender is used for home blessing spells or potpourri. Many practitioners now still use lavender for it’s calming properties. Lavender will therefore often be added to ritual baths for this purpose or added to sachets meant to calm someone down.

Personal uses In all honesty, more often than not I will incorporate lavender in workings. Though, I will be honest and say that I do not use lavender for protection. I find that since it’s ruled by mercury it doesn’t have the desired effect I want. I often find herbs ruled by mars or the sun like nettle or juniper to be way better for this. The type of workings I will use lavender for the most would be those where I seek to add harmonious or calming energies. For example, you might want to carry with you a sachet containing lavender so that it calms your anxiety down. Do you have an important job interview tomorrow? Lavender being ruled by mercury makes it perfect to calm your mind down and perhaps aid you with communicating during that interview.

Would you like to do a working to aid in dream communication? Make a dream pillow with lavender and mugwort to help with that.

Have you been arguing often in a certain room in your house? Cleanse your space with lavender and rosemary and then hang some lavender in that room. Lavender is so incredibly versatile and truly a staple in my craft. It also smells incredible and the purple hues make my heart skip a beat every time.

Due to it being ruled by mercury it’s perfect for incorporating it in offerings to the khtonic epithets of Hermes. Being part of the mint family, it also makes it perfect for offerings to Hades. However, because of this same fact, in my personal experience Persephone doesn’t tend to appreciate lavender as an offering. As we all might know, Hades was suspected of having a tryst with the nymph Minthe, who then was turned into mint by Persephone out of jealousy. I personally tend to only incorporate lavender in offerings to Hekate. Lavender has been the first herb I ever deeply connected with, long before I became a witch. But through personal experiences within that connection, I have noticed aspects of Hekate. This made me realise that Hekate has been with me long before I became a Hellenic Polytheist. Therefore to me it seemed sensible to associate lavender with Hekate and makes it a perfect personal offering to her.

I hope you liked today’s post and that you have learnt a bit more about my one true love lavender💜

[lunar-witches]

10 Tips For the Beginner Witch

1. Don't rush into things:

Take the time to explore and learn about witchcraft, its traditions, and practices. Resist the urge to jump into more advanced practices or take on too much at once. Start small and build your knowledge and skills gradually.

2. Don't believe everything you read online:

Be mindful of where you get your information about witchcraft. Do thorough research and cross-check multiple sources before adopting any beliefs or practices. Remember that not everything online is reliable or accurate.

3. Don't compare yourself to others:

Each person's journey in witchcraft is unique, and it's important to focus on your own growth and path. Don't compare yourself to others or try to measure up to someone else's standards. Embrace your own journey and celebrate your progress.

4. Don't neglect self-care:

Witchcraft can be emotionally and mentally taxing, so prioritize self-care. Take time for yourself to recharge, meditate, and do things that bring you joy. Pay attention to your physical and emotional health and practice self-compassion.

5. Respect nature and the elements:

Witchcraft often involves working with the elements and nature, so treat them with respect. Avoid harming wildlife, littering, or engaging in practices that harm the environment. Build a relationship with nature and the elements based on respect, gratitude, and reciprocity.

6. Don't force your beliefs on others:

Witchcraft is a personal practice, and everyone has their own beliefs and experiences. Respect the beliefs of others, and don't try to force your own beliefs on anyone else. Be open-minded and respectful of different perspectives and approaches to witchcraft.

7. Ask for help:

The witchcraft community is a supportive and knowledgeable community. Don't hesitate to ask for help, guidance, or advice from more experienced practitioners. Join online forums or local groups to connect with others and learn from their experiences.

8. Balance your practice with mundane responsibilities:

Witchcraft can be a fulfilling and meaningful part of your life, but don't neglect your everyday responsibilities. Make sure to balance your practice with your job, family, and other obligations. Remember that taking care of yourself and your responsibilities is an important part of a healthy witchcraft practice.

9. Keep a grimoire or book of shadows:

Keeping a grimoire or book of shadows is a valuable tool for any beginner witch. It allows you to record your experiences, insights, and practices, and serves as a reference for your ongoing learning and development.

10. Embrace experimentation:

Witchcraft is a creative and experimental practice, so embrace your inner curiosity and explore different practices and techniques. Try out different forms of divination, herbalism, meditation, or ritual practices to find what resonates with you. Remember that experimentation and playfulness are key components of a healthy and dynamic witchcraft practice.

As you embark on your enchanting journey as a beginner witch, remember to take your time and savor each magical moment. Witchcraft is a unique and personal practice that is meant to be explored and experienced with joy and curiosity. Remember to approach your craft with wonder and gratitude for the beauty of nature and the elements. May your path be filled with enchantment and wonder as you explore the mystical world of witchcraft.

My Ko-Fi

[guuccibaguette]

Sims 4 To be or not to be Legacy Challenge

Generation One - To be a Writer

You grew up in a household where you always had to be sure of who you were, your parents were strict on you about everything you did, in school, out of school, in work, out of work. It was stressful to keep a job, keep people happy and also maintain your own social life. Your parents made you this way and you cannot change who you are, but maybe someone else can? Is it to be?

Aspiration- Best Selling Author 

Writing is the only way you felt you had control of who you could be at all times, at anytime, you could be a male, a female, a cat, or a fairy. Writing is your escape of what you can’t be.

Career- Writer or Freelancer but it has to be the writer branch. 

Even though you could not keep a job anywhere else, your job as an author has made it such a delight. You can show people the dreams, the lives of characters that are not real.

Skills- 

Writing 

Programming

Wellness

Rules-

*Must only write books in the library for young adult life, no computer allowed in home till adult life cycle.

*Must Marry an athlete

*Have three kids

*Divorce spouse while pregnant with last baby

*Name four of your books after spouse, and three kids

*Retire once elder, no more books allowed to be written

Generation Two - To be an adventurer 

Because of your author parent growing up they always read their crazy adventure stories to you. Those books alone inspired you to go off on your own or with a partner to explore what is never seen by the sim eye. 

Aspiration- Archaeology Scholar

Watching your parents constantly fight not the thrill like the romance, hate to love books. You want to get away from it, all of it. You travel to leave it behind but of course something comes back at you, your double life…

Career- Because of your constant traveling you use your knowledge as a way to get money from each place you venture to. 

Skills-

Archaeology

Selvadorian Culture

Herbalism

Rules-

*Start your first vacation adventure as a teen but with your parents

*As a young adult move to sulani

*Have a baby with a native salvadorian sim (you are not apart of their life but its part of the challenge)

*When you come back from each vacation find a sim that you can work a slow relationship with

*Marry said sim but not the other parent of your child

*Find your baby mama or baby daddy and have another child with them on your next vacation

*NEVER tell your spouse about your other kids

*Have TWINS with your spouse (you may cheat for this)

Generation Three - To be a hero

You always knew that something was different about your family. Why did your parent have so many traveling photos but no stories to tell? Why did it feel like those pictures had stories that were gonna stay untold? You had no choice but to put the past behind you and move on, move on to saving sims. 

Aspiration- StrangerVille Mystery

During your journey of saving your town that went to, to avoid your parent you discover more about your parents past.

Career- Military

Skills- 

Fitness

Research and debate

Programming

Rules- 

* Master programming and use this as your way of finding out about your half siblings

* Save the town then marry someone from your group

* Have three kids with your spouse after you marry them

* Once you master your career retire from the military as an elder

* Befriend your first grandchild

Generation Four - To be a STAR

You always knew your parent was a hero, they were your hero. They saved an entire town from a freaking monster lets be for real. Yet even with their hero status they still always made time for you. Time to help you with homework, advice, and of course the dates. Now you want to be their hero when they retire you want to make sure your parent wont ever struggle, being a star will get you big bucks. This is your dream make it come true.

Aspiration- Master Actor/Actress

You take on all the roles you can get even if its just a commercial, simoleons is simoleons.

Career- Actor/Actress

Skills- 

Creativity (As a child)

Acting

Comedy

Rules- 

* Have an affair with your director (it can be any director just one director)

* Marry your co-star

*Have a two kids with your co-star

*Divorce your co-star

*Get back with your ex the director and marry them after you complete the acting career

Generation Five - To be a little bit quiet

Having both parents be stars you and your sibling were always in the flash of lights for cameras. You tend to get sick of it when you dont really have anything to be famous for. You have no freedom anymore because of them. You want out of the spotlight not in. You want peace and quiet.

Aspiration- Inner Peace 

You achieve to have your whole life situated and at peace.

Career- Run your own spa either at your lot or buy your own

Skills-

Herbalism

Wellness

Rules- 

*Must find a sim that is a slob and marry them

*Have FIVE children with your spouse to make it harder for you to find peace

*Each child has to have a close age difference

*Adopt a child in hopes to have a peaceful and quiet child (the adopted one is NOT the heir)

*Mentor your children in wellness

Generation Six - To be a vet

Growing up you and your siblings always tried to make the most noise possible, your parent was always into peace and quiet so the house almost always was quiet. Your friends always had what you wanted, a companion. Your parent refused saying it will cause stress and they don’t need that. You don’t believe that, you achieve to have your own companion maybe a few.

Aspiration- Friend of the animals

Career- Run your own Vet clinic

Skills- 

Pet Training

Veterinarian

Rules-

*Have a cat, dog, hamster, and a full fish tank of fish that YOU have caught

*Marry one of your clients that come in for a checkup

*Fix your animals after they have their first litter

*Have two kids 

*Have your kids start working at the clinic once they are teens

Generation Seven - To be a celebrity

You constantly admired your great-grandparents rise to fame with their acting. You never meet them but you watched almost all their films they were in. It made you want what they had, but clearly acting was not your forte, you want fame though thats for sure. Now how will you get it without acting?

Aspiration- World Famous Celebrity

Career- Use your fame to somehow make money

Skills-

Media Production

Entrepreneur

Rules-

*Once you are a two star celebrity host a meet and greet and find the love of your life

*Marry a bouncer or guard when three star celebrity

*Have your first child at four star celebrity

*Have second and last kid at five star celebrity

*Host your hall of fame for the end of this generation

Generation Eight - To be a werewolf

The holidays growing up were always filled with your family, even if one of them almost always had a camera in your face to make themselves grow in fame. One thing you liked the best about the holidays was spooky day. You always loved dressing up as a monster, vampire, werewolf, spellcaster, even mermaid. You felt like yourself, you dont feel like as a normal sim. Why?

Aspiration- Lone Wolf

Career- Style Influencer

Because of your love for monsters and dressing up as them growing up you dream to be able to make them happen for other people as well.

Skills-

Do whatever you want your a freaking werewolf

Rules-

* Make your own pack

*Have Gred join your pack

*Marry Greg

*Have five members in your pack

*Either biologically or adopt a child with Greg

Generation Nine - To be a vampire

Yes your parents are werewolves, yes you have to deal with the constant growling and stuff breaking. Yet you don’t love it like you should, they are your family and they don’t make you feel like family. Hell you secretly took the secretly cured yourself of being a werewolf to be something else, something better? You get to be immortal now, outlive your own family, I mean you were anyways.

Aspiration- Master Vampire

Career- Medicine

Your favorite vampire movie is twilight and you were convinced to become a doctor just like Carlisle.

Skills- 

Vampire Lore

Rules- 

*Have five lovers, three BF/GF’s one engagement, and one marriage

*Have five children each with different other parents

*Discover you dont want a immortal to be with forever you want someone that can cure your broken heart.

*Marry a spellcaster

Generation Ten - To be a spellcaster

 Your parent is immortal you know that, your siblings know that, your own spellcaster parent is immortal. It sucks because that means they will outlive you and your spellcaster parent. You cant fathom your bestfriend saying goodbye to you. You dream is to always live for them, make as many potions and spells to stay.

Aspiration- Purveyor of Potions

Career- You use your magic to cheat the system and not ever have to work

Skills-

Medium

Rules-

*Have a familiar

*Complete the broom collection

*Complete the wand collection

*Learn and master all the spells

*Die from magic

[apteryxparvus]

Request for the 100 follower event!

Scaramouche/Wanderer (Genshin Impact), fluff! :^

If you don't have any ideas, maybe Scaramouche taking care of sick reader? (I'm caught a cold recently, lol)

But feel free to write it as you want to.

Congratulations on 100 followers!

Hello! And thank you for the request 😊 Hope you're feeling better now, anon!

Part of my ✨ 100 followers milestone event ✨ that ran from September 2nd to September 9th.

Pairing — Scaramouche / Reader

Word count — 942

Content warning — none

“Back to bed, now,” Scaramouche orders, his stern expression flickering between you and the stack of papers you’re desperately clutching against your chest. You manage a sheepish grin, hugging the documents closer.

“No.”

“I’ve already told you more than once. Go back to bed.” Your boyfriend argues, taking a slow step towards you. “You’re unwell, running a fever, and you need to rest.”

“These papers won’t grade themselves, you know?”

He mutters something under his breath, mild annoyance crossing his face. In a split second, he’s in front of you, swiftly taking the papers from your grasp. You let out a gasp, attempting to reach them. It’s a futile attempt — the paper’s too high to reach.

“Give them back!” you exclaim. He gives you a deadpan stare.

You shift around, trying to outmaneuver him, hoping to somehow gain the upper hand, but your body is too fatigued. The fever rages through your body, and not even a minute later, you’re panting, feeling the heat course through you. The room suddenly feels a bit too stifling.

“Back to bed,” he repeats. “Or else.”

“Or else what?” you challenge. But deep down you know he’s right, you know your stubbornness is unnecessary, but the idea of the ungraded research papers looms heavily on your mind. The deadline is too close for comfort. And if you didn’t complete the task, you’d face (yet another) lengthy and harsh reprimand from your supervisor — an ordeal you dread, not looking forward to the sight of the long, curly stray hair on his chin, nor the spittle that leaves his lips as he yells out a variety of insults.

Scaramouche pinches the bridge of his nose, releasing yet another sigh. “Bed. Right now.”

“Fine, fine,” you relent, dragging your feet towards the bedroom. You shoot him a nasty, annoyed look and let out a humph.

He trails after you, ensuring your cocooned comfortable in bed, a blanket wrapped snugly around your feverish form.

“I’ll be back with some medication,” he announced, heading towards the bathroom. You hear him rummaging through the cabinet and you frown — Bimarstan’s fever-breaking medication has a bitter, earthy taste that you heavily dislike. And sadly enough, none of the Amurta students seem interested in trying to sweeten up the recipe, claiming it’s good enough as long as it does the job.

A sneeze echoes around the room, and you rub your temples, attempting to alleviate the headache wrapping around your head. You sniffle, sensing another sneeze on the way, and you brace yourself for the burst of pain that will follow.

“Here,” Scaramouche mutters, thrusting the herbal-smelling pills towards you. You grab them, feeling the rough texture as you stare at the dark green circular tablet. ”I’ll bring you some water to help you swallow these.”

“Can I have some tea instead?” you ask, grinning meekly.

“The usual?” You nod, heart warming at the way your boyfriend is taking care of you — despite his prickly personality and tendency to be blunt and sometimes downright mean, he cares a great deal about you.

You leave the pills on the bedside table and snuggle your face into the blanket — it smells like Scaramouche, a woody and grassy scent, mixed with the bitterness of his favorite green tea.

You close your eyes for what feels like a second, the room's peaceful silence coaxing you closer to slumber. Moments later, the bed dips as your boyfriend sits down, a steaming cup of fresh tea in his hands. He helps you sit up, arranging several pillows against the bed frame.

With a grimace, you take the herbal medication and swallow it; of course, it gets stuck in your throat, and you take a few gulps of the hot liquid, coughing at the burn. There's some residue of the pill down your throat, and you take a few more desperate sips of tea, hoping to rid yourself of the taste.

"Idiot," Scaramouche scolds, taking the mug away from you. "Do you want to choke on the tea?"

"'m sorry," you mumble, pouting.

He gently brushes a strand of hair that's sticking to your slightly moist forehead, and you nuzzle into his tender touch. "What am I going to do with you," he mutters under his breath, cupping your cheek, his thumb caressing your bottom lip softly.

"Kiss me to make me feel better?" you joke.

Scaramouche shakes his head, but heeds your request. He moves closer to your burning body, cupping your face with his two hands. You stare at his eyes in astonishment, feeling vulnerable and exposed under his gaze.

"Wait, wait! No! I was just joking," you try to push him away, but he doesn't budge. "You'll get sick too!"

"Idiot," he chuckles. "This puppet body of mine does not suffer from illness." With that, he dips his head, his soft lips meeting yours.

The kiss is unhurried, tender even. You freeze for a moment, then melt into it, savoring the sensation of his body close to yours. His fingers thread through the back of your head, tangled in your tousled hair.

You gingerly nip at his lower lip, and he responds by parting his mouth, allowing the kiss to deepen. Breathless, you're intoxicated by the sensations, the rush of the kiss enough to give you the energy to continue.

You're on the verge of wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him closer, when—

"ACHOO!"

Scaramouche recoils, a mild disgust and disbelief etched on his face.

"Sorry," you mutter sheepishly. "Maybe I should just lie down and nap. Care to join me for a cuddle session?"

"On one condition — never sneeze on my face again."

Author's note: not really proofread, my brain is too fried from uni classes and work 😫

[lua-magic]

Saturn and your excellence.

Planets aspecting or in close conjunction with Saturn decides which area you will excel into.

Sun and Saturn.

You will excel into areas where you have authority.

You are great leader would work for common people.

You can get into government jobs or work with government easily.

However, this conjunction also give natives problems with their father.

This combination also shows pitar dosha or ancestral curse combination.

Hence, native usually faces delays in life, especially to get name, fame and position and has to work really hard for it.

Moon and Saturn.

You will excel into areas where you require to do deep research.

You like going to the roots of the problems.

You make great researcher.

Moon is also food, so you can also make a great cook.

Moon is also medicine, so you can get into pharmacy as well.

If you have South node with moon and Saturn then you can get into herbal medicines and if you have north node with Saturn and moon you can get into modern medicines.

Venus and Saturn.

Venus is beauty, luxury, clothes, brands.

Hence, native can work into textile or in beauty industry.

Native with this combination can also open their own brand and promote themselves.

Male native with this combination gets highly independent wife.

Mercury and Saturn.

Such people make great CA, and auditor.

Such natives can find faults easily which others won't be able to notice.😅

They can go proofreading and writing, coding, AI and data analytics.

Mercury is also books, so they can buisness related to books as well.

Here, this combination makes natives to loose intrest in sexual activities as well.

Jupiter and Saturn.

Jupiter is knowledge, here native would be highly knowledgeable.

Native can become teacher, counselor, and spiritual teacher.

Mars and Saturn.

This great combination, as Mars pushes Saturn to perform.

Mars represents land, property, real estate.

Native with such combination can get into rela estate, work related to property and land.

Mars is also automobiles so native can get into cars and automobiles as well.

South node and Saturn.

South node is spirituality and occult.

Here, native can get into spirituality, occult, and healers.

However, this combination causes lot of fluctuations in your work life and native has to change their work or work place often.

South node is also microorganisms, so native can go into microbiology or study about minute creatures.

South node is also detachment and cuts, so natives can become surgeon, doctors and lab related work.

North node and Saturn.

North node is shadow planet, any work related or that deals with shadow would be suitable.

Photography, videography, youtuber, bloggers, work that involves Internet and camera are great for such natives.

North node is technology and expansion, native can get into technical stream as well.

However, this combination causes lot of delays in work life, and also sometimes natives could suffer from evil eyes.

Such natives should NOT reveal more about their work to others.

[marinettesaltprompts]

Cat in the Belfry (Part 1)

Adribaten x Gotham City Sirens

Prompt by @somereaderinblue

OP NOTE: I got sent this prompt but posted them in the wrong order. Sorry😅

Instead of Marinette/LB going to Gotham & finding the Batfam, what if Adrien did it instead? So, Fu & LB continue to leave CN out of the loop. Their partnership deteriorates thanks to secrets, miscommunication & the whole Lila dilemma. In their civilian life, Mari’s already written Adrien off as a ‘traitor’ & gives him the cold shoulder whenever he tries to be civil or offer some modicum of support outside of class. One day, CN tries to ask LB if she’s made any headway on HM’s ID & she blows up on him, ranting abt how stressed she is from her responsibilities as the Guardian, hero & team leader and verbally attacking him, calling him a bad hero, a worse sidekick & a nuisance. 

CN is hurt. He’s dialed back on the flirting, esp after Plagg gave a stern talk abt boundaries when Lila went too far. He fires back at LB that she wouldn’t be so stressed if she let him help only for her to once again remind him of all his shortcomings. They go back & forth until LB just yoyos away.

Adrien decides that if she won’t let him help her, he’ll do it on his own. Instead of hiring a normal PI, he takes it a step further: tracking down the Bat Family themselves. The fact that his dad is going on a business trip to Gotham soon is the perfect opportunity.

He tells LB he’ll be absent. She scoffs, unsurprised that he’s ‘slacking off’ & smugly says she’ll get the temps to fill in for him. At least they know how to do their jobs & respect her leadership. Instead of anger or jealousy, CN just feels….pity. And worry the more he imagines the temps doing what he does: being the distractions at best & meatshields at worst.

He has to find the Batfam ASAP.

Here’s where some deconstruction kicks in. He tells himself he’ll wait for the Batfam to show up at a crime scene. While looking for said scene, he stumbles upon Catwoman who’s fighting with Penguin over a relic both of them want to steal. CN intervenes to save the relic & can’t help but save Catwoman too. Then the cherry on top comes: Firefly who decides to burn the place down bcz clearly someone has to die tonight.

Luckily, before CN could lose 1 of his 9 lives, Harley & Ivy arrive as Catwoman’s getaway & CN is brought along for the ride. Cue a car chase that’s intense enough to push CN into unlocking a new ability: Black Storm. Plagg is so proud.

And that’s how CN found himself sitting in Ivy’s greenhouse, stroking Bud & Lou while Harley demands Selina explain who how when & where she got her new stray. Sipping Ivy’s herbal tea, he awkwardly clears his throat & reveals he’s looking for the Batfam. Harley continues to prod until CN ends up telling her everything.

“You must think I’m crazy.” he says at the end….only to remember he’s talking to Harley Quinn & 2 other women who were born in Gotham and bred to bleed for it.

This leads to some research & after seeing footage of the fights and more concerningly, the imbalanced power dynamic, Harley asks CN more questions that confirm their worst fears: that he’s unknowingly being abused & worse, has likely been abused before he put on the mask. 

It’s a bitter pill to swallow, but the Sirens show him more support than he’s gotten since Plagg. It’s already 5 AM but those hours he’s spent with them got months worth of stress off his chest. Sadly, all things must come to an end & he reluctantly prepares to leave.

S: Are you still going to look for the Bats?

CN: I have to try. 

S: Wait, you told us Hawkmoth’s source of power is a piece of jewelry, right?

CN: Yeah, a brooch. Why?

Selina gives him a cheshire grin & he realizes that detectives could solve mysteries but thieves could steal jewelry. Plus, Selina loved a challenge & what could possibly be bigger than magical jewelry? Payment-wise, Adrien had already accumulated some Gabriel accessories to pawn off. Also, compared to the vigilantes, Selina has more freedom to leave Gotham.

(Selina would also be lying if she said she wasn’t a little bit tempted to see more of CN’s potential.)

And thus, Selina books a ticket to Paris. Oh, and Harley & Ivy come too. Time to psychoanalyze the hell out of the Parisians & check out the gardens.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Aita for lying to my parents about quitting pot?

So weed is legal where we live, and I (22f) started smoking it when I hit legal age. I have suffered from chronic pain for pretty much as long as I can remember (insert joke about weed worsening memory) and though it typically ranges from mild to moderate, with exertion it can get severe. I couldn't do sports as a kid, field trips and some gym classes and even intense play would often end up with me unable to go to school the next day and still feeling worse for wear for up to a month afterwards. I've been to multiple doctors and had all sorts of tests done, as much as possible being not exactly wealthy, just to find nothing. I've tried hard to manage it in various ways; mindfullness and meditation, hot water bottles and heating pads, even essential oils and herbal concoctions, and of course over the counter painkillers. I've found these things to mostly only really help when the pain is low moderate to mild. As time has gone on it seems to be getting worse, but that might just be because kids are more resilient. I missed out on mostly everything that wasn't necessary in highschool because it was too taxing, even hanging out with friends. Now I've been living on my own since I turned 18, mostly with money that my parents put aside for me for the first few years, and finishing my schooling from home. But that money is now running out, so I have to work. Thing is, work that I can do from home has been near hard to find, at least anything long term. So I'm stuck doing the kind of jobs that exacerbate my pain, I'm in worse pain more often. But I've still been seeing doctors and they still say there's nothing and my doctor won't even consider prescribing me anything until it gets way, way worse. I'm also aware that anything I could get prescribed would be above my means anyway, and my parents wouldn't pay for it. So that's around when I started smoking weed. I did research and talked to my parents beforehand about it and explained why, and my mom (43f) didn't care, while my dad (45m) made me agree to only use it once in a while when my pain gets severe, only buy it with money I earned and never go out in public stoned. And for a while, I did everything like I agreed to. Don't get me wrong, the weed doesn't make the chronic pain go away, but it helps keep it manageable. I can actually work 2 days in a row. But now I smoke daily, sometimes even when my pain is moderate. My dad found out about this and demanded I completely quit or else he'll disown me. So I promised I would, and have been pretending that I have.

What are these acronyms?

[wriokitty]

🍑 my offering to the great lore-bearing deity

RYUUUUU ANOTHER ONE I WAS BEGGING IN MY MIND TO JOIN I HAVE A . WHOLE . ENCOUNTER IN MY MIND WAITING FOR YOU. Again I really really wanna preface by saying that sometimes I just hear you guys say things on dash and my mind just makes up a scenario related to it and it takes a life of its own—saying all that to basically express that this might not be very accurate to how you see yourself or your selfship and I don’t expect you to think it is, but pls don’t take it personally if it’s not your vibe 🥹 LOL I keep prefacing this with everyone but I’m just a scaredy cat when it comes to assigning/analyzing people bc I don’t wanna offend them

I would give you a dendro vision. And you’d be in Sumeru. Now, of course that’s very convenient with your Alhaitham selfship—which will have its appearance later, but I specifically chose a dendro vision for unrelated reasons to your selfship I promise.

I know you’re aware that dendro is the power of the God of wisdom, but I happen to think dendro vision wielders don’t necessarily have to be very smart or wise in an intellectual sense to get their vision, but instead, people who have a very distinct level of expertise in a certain field. And this isn’t to say that I don’t think you’re intelligent, of course, LOLLL but I’m just offering my analysis bc I yap a lot. Anyway, some dendro vision wielders happen to be very intelligent, like Tighnari, Alhaitham, Kaveh, and Baizhu. The first three are prodigious scholars of a very prestigious academic system and the latter is a pharmacist who works with medicine so his IQ is definitely not low. But all four have a very specific niche as far as their knowledge goes. Baizhu and Tighnari in medicine, Alhaitham in linguistics, and Kaveh in architecture. And then we also have characters like Collei and Yaoyao, who aren’t unintelligent, but they’re very young and their wisdom isn’t necessarily very far developed even if they’re rather bright for their age. But Collei is very well versed with the forest ranger rules and expectations, and Yaoyao is an adepti disciple who doesn’t always fully grasp what she’s learning, but for her age, she’s very much grasped a good amount to be considered informed enough for us to able say she has a certain field of expertise. Essentially, I think that to be recognized for a dendro vision you have to a) have a certain niche that you have “wisdom” about, but b) your niche has to be something that actually connects you with other people. Linguistics is the study of language aka how to communicate with people. Architecture for Kaveh specifically is a way to create a home instead of just a building, and he has an intense desire to connect with people and what they look for in a home/project from him. Baizhu and Tighnari are self explanatory with how they help people through medicine. Collei and Yaoyao also are also very connected with others through forest ranger protection or herbalism/medicinal practices.

So that all leads me to my next point that I think because of your actual irl job as a fragrance expert, you’d be a fragrance developer in Sumeru. It’s kind of like Emilie, I won’t lie, since you’re both dendro wielders who work with fragrance, but I think you’d be an Amurta scholar in the akademiya when you were a student and have a better understanding from a biological standpoint for all of your scents and ingredients. Specifically, I think you’d make breakthroughs in your Akademiya research with how to tie fragrance with medicinal usages, like calming/soothing effects, maybe even anesthetics or sedatives for procedures, and etc. It’s not so much that your fragrances are specifically for medicinal purposes, but you’ve sort of found a niche for yourself in fragrance after much research if that makes sense. A perfume development specialist who dabbles in the pharmaceuticals in her free time, if you will HAHAHA.

Anyway, how you’d receive your vision I think is sort of hand in hand with meeting Alhaitham—maybe not for a first time meeting, but definitely a more personal and proximal meeting at least. I feel like being in the dessert to harvest henna berries for a certain fragrance idea leads you to come face to face with a primal construct, he happens to be there to study and explore ruins, so he comes by to help you. And then, you know—he rescues you, gets injured in the process, is clearly in pain but tries to hide it, and you go both back and forth about helping him and him refusing to accept your help (because he’s stubborn lol). But like I said, I really like the idea of your insert being a scholar who’s niche in fragrance allows for them to have a good understanding of ingredients from a biology and chemistry standpoint, so being able to offer him something to numb the pain or relax him at least in the moment would be a pretty cool way to a) get closer to him and start your relationship but b) connect to a person using your “niche” and thus earning your vision. I also think that being a plant expert while having a dendro vision is just super cute and I think being a plant expert while being a fragrance expert is even cuter so it just felt like it was a very natural choice.

Anyway!!! That’s my little made up lore for you. Again, it might not really be your thing and that’s totally okay but I just envisioned this out of nowhere when I first learned you work in fragrance so yeah! That’s my made up little scenario for your made up little vision <3

[2024-grimoire-challenge]

August Week 2 - Magic in the Mundane

This weeks prompts are all about the connection between magic and the mundane in all aspects of our lives. How to find them within each other and to understand their connections and how they influence each other. Let’s dive in!

Monday - In the house

Introspection/ Research - it’s not so hard to see some of the magic in your immediate surroundings. The herbs in your kitchen. The tools you use on a daily basis. The tasks you complete within your home. In a metaphorical sense if nothing else, where in your home do you see and feel magic? In your cooking? In the ingredients you use? In the way you decorate? In the way you clean and organize? How do these things and actions and spaces translate magically and spiritually for you? Do you do things a certain way for a certain reason? Do you use certain ingredients for certain reasons? Interweave the study patterns for other prompts onto this one and see how much magic you can find within your home.

Research/ New Page - herbal research. Pick yet another herb from your list and research it and its magical properties and associations. What is its history? Where and how does it grow? Are there myths of legends about it? Learn everything!

Tuesday - In the world around you

Introspection/ research - just like above, think outside the home. In your yard, in the places you go, in the things you do outside of your personal space. What do you do? Why do you do it? How do you do it? Are there certain places you avoid? A road or business you avoid? People you avoid? Why? Is it their energy? Or something tangible? How do these normal mundane actions and people and places influence and effect your spiritual and magical practice if at all?

Research/ new page- gemstone research. Pick a gemstone from your list and research all you can about it! Magical and mundane uses and associations. Myths and history. Where does it come from and its chemical constituents.

Wednesday - in your work

Introspection/ research - again, use the same basic prompt for today as well. What in your work, in your job, in your profession can translate from the mundane to the magical. Actions you take, tools you use, methods you use and so on, how do they interlay with your magical practice if at all? Does the work itself (what it is) translate? For example, I’m a metalworker and I do in fact incorporate a certain amount of metalwork and my knowledge of that into my craft.

Practical - do some magic! Pick a spell or make a spell and perform it. Record the details of the spell, its steps tools and ingredients in your lab notebook so you can revisit it later after you’ve seen results!

Thursday - in your life

Introspection/ research - now use that prompt on a broader scope looking over your entire life. The people you let in and keep out. The activities you do. Your hobbies and location. The holidays your celebrate and the aspects of your life that may seem unimportant all the way to the most important facets of your life. How do these things translate to your magical practice? How do they influence it and how does your magical practice influence them in return?

Friday - The Inverse

Research/ introspection - while finding magic in the mundane can be wonderful, if taxing at times, we also have to do the reverse and understand the mundane within the magical. Why do you perform things the way you do? Why do you use the tools and ingredients you do? Why do you practice where you do? What are the historical and logical reasons for using and doing these things? What is the simple practical purpose of the magic? What is the myth and legend and history behind the things you do? It’s important to know the balance between the magic and the mundane.

We made it through another week everyone!! :D congrats and thank you all, as always, for participating!

-Mod Hazel

[meabh-mcinness]

Peppermint

(Alternatively known as 'Pest Control')

Main Masterlist

Living in the human world had meant learning tips and tricks to keep pests at bay while still enjoying small luxuries. Such as using lavender to deter bed bugs the one time you bought and forgot to clean a comforter at a thrift store, or peppermint around windows and doors to keep spiders outside. You hadn't known, of course, that such tricks could apply to pests in the Netherworld too. You couldn't decide whether you were happy or not to discover they did in fact do so. 

TW! There is technically a torture scene in here? A character gets a bottle full of peppermint oil to their face, which is known to cause skin irritation and rashes on humans when used too much, and does slightly worse due to him rather special heritage and lack of exposure to it. Also light descriptions of gore, or at least I think it falls under the gore category? Maybe?

Also, PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF EVERYTHING HOLY AND UNHOLY, DO NOT TAKE THE PLANT AND OTHER FACTS AT FACE VALUE!!! I am not a trained botanist nor biologist (I haven't even started my college courses yet!) and everything in here is based on research I've found in books, oral stories, online research, and personal findings. ALWAYS check in with professionals before using or consuming something you don't know about. I use some of the things in here because it's what I grew up with, BUT it does not mean it's actually true or safe. Please take caution in the things you use!

Also, the MC in this is a tad bit of a hater of insects, which in no way reflects my views. So if you're like me and actually find the bug world terribly fascinating, you may not like some of this. Hopefully, you enjoy the rest, though! Also, there's some Shiida X reader, and Balam x reader if you squint, really hard. 

The taking down of one Atori had been both incredulous and laughably easy for you. 

In hindsight, you supposed it wouldn't have been as easy if you hadn't known a little bit of basic human world biology and been a bit of a hoarder. 

In the human world, spiders and other bugs are a bit of (read, incredibly) a hindrance. You understood they were needed for the ecosystem to thrive, and you did enjoy a fair few (snails in particular were very cute, for example), but for the most part, they were an annoyance in your daily life. When they weren't posing a danger, that is. 

To keep such annoyances at bay, you had taken to making 'herbal potions' that smelt good to you, but that most bugs hated. Even taking to wearing it as hairsprays, body oils, and lotions to keep them away from your person while working your various jobs or just going out and about. The added health benefits you gained from soft, clear skin and full, shiny hair were merely a nice bonus you wouldn't complain about.

 It had been incredibly easy to squirrel away unwanted seedlings from farming gigs or dumped herbs that had fallen on the floor from your serving jobs. The thrown-away herbs were the hardest to save, but you always felt so proud to see the cuttings growing tiny roots after a few weeks in water-filled cups. Such plants were then cleaned and went through various lengthy processes depending on what you wanted at the time. 

Lavender oil to spray on and around your bed, because you failed to clean one comforter from a thrift store, basil lotion to repel mosquitoes, and large amounts of various types of mint along with others. The mints were mostly used to spray around the doors, windows, and the general perimeter of your tiny home, to keep bugs from invading in the first place. You even used the extra for your hair specifically, both to promote growth and just because it smelt nice. 

You had even just finished a fresh batch, of newly sealed vials and bottles in your old, patched bag to transfer when Sullivan had invaded your home and essentially kidnapped you. Granted, you had willingly gone once he motioned to a bound Iruma, but still. You had been non-too-pleased when you discovered Iruma's parents had sold both of your souls to the demon, vowing revenge if it was the last thing you did. 

Regardless, because you had this batch and no bugs to use them on (Opera did an excellent job of keeping the mansion pest free, and that was assuming the Netherworld even had those kinds of bugs, to begin with), they had been delegated to strictly hair product use until you ran out. 

It had been rather surprising, and humorous, for you to find out that this world had a similar-smelling plant. That apparently only high-rankers and rich folk used, due to how difficult it was to grow and harvest, along with how volatile it was, and its rather fond taste for flesh. 

A misunderstanding had eventually arisen that you were as, or at least close to, as powerful as Sullivan was and simply hiding your rank when Suzie-sensei had asked how you acquired the oils. Your confusion, briefly forgetting that you were not in the human world any more, led to you confessing that you simply used to grow them from cuttings before crushing them into oils and pastes yourself, and how you were quite sad that you no longer had access to them due to moving in with Sullivan. The awed and calculating looks everyone had given you had lasted for days until the Battler party, and Iruma took centre stage again with his "fireworks". 

Although you could still hear the occasional whispers about how powerful you must be to have Sullivan as a father, and, the quickly rising through the ranks, Iruma as a son. You quite often wanted to bang your head on a wall when you heard those because of that one slip of a mistake. Especially when, for your birthday, after bemoaning the fact you were running low, the Babyls teachers had banded together to get you a couple of cuttings from the actual Netherworld peppermint plant counterpart, the Geagpian. 

You had quickly understood why others feared it so much. Smelling almost disgustingly minty up close, it rather reminded you of a stinking corpse lily in looks. If a stinking corpse lily was far smaller, had sharp teeth surrounding the inside of its petals and sentient vines covered in sharp hollow thorns filled with paralysing venom and grew multiple flowers along a tall cactus-like stem. The three, foot-long cuttings they had given you had apparently almost eaten Robin and a couple of curious students in the few days they were hiding it from you. When one of the Geagpian tried to do so again, your rather firm smack on its creeping vines only cemented their ideals of you being powerful when it quickly drew back again. Despite your apprehensive feelings about having such a dangerous gift, you had almost cried that they had tried to be so thoughtful. 

The Geagpians were then lovingly planted in a corner of the mansion's outer garden, far away from the other plants, where you happily took care of them. The nauseating in-your-face mint smell, a small comfort of your old home. Not that you wanted to go back. 

Now, though, a year into your stay here in the Netherworld, hunched over Sabro and the first years, checking them for serious injuries, as Shichirou fought Atori, you were rather glad that you had a few of your original hair oils left. And even happier that you had a full bottle in your pocket thanks to Shiida.

(You glanced up when a sudden shadow crossed over the table you were sitting at in the teacher's break room. One of the newest teachers, Shiida, you thought her name was, staring at you before flumping down in the seat next to you. You blinked in surprise before internally shrugging and going back to the book you were reading. 

It was as obvious as the two moons in the night sky that the girl was bad at social interactions, and as a fellow 'no social skills' person, you could understand how hard it could be to make friends with your new co-workers. If this was her attempt to break out of her mould and make new relationships, you were most certainly not going to stop her. 

You sat together in relative silence, the occasional flipping of a page in your book, the sound of fabric as she shifted, or another teacher wandering in briefly to say hello, being the only sounds to interrupt your peace. Over the course of your break, however, her shifting increased. Hands wringing together, bottom lip pulled between her teeth as she seemed to contemplate something. Taking pity on the poor girl, you slid a silk ribbon bookmark, a gift courtesy of Kalego who had been annoyed at the constant crinkling of the random papers you had shoved in between the pages, and closed your book. 

"Is something bothering you, Shiida-sensei?" She startled, turning towards you with wide eyes and the slightest parting of lips. You gave her what you hoped was a comforting smile, "While I'm not certain I can help, I will certainly try."

"Your scent..." she said suddenly. You paused in surprise, not actually expecting an answer beyond 'I'm fine'. 

Then your thoughts took over. Your scent? Had you forgotten your perfume today? You had been in a rush having woken up late, but no, you were certain Shichirou would have said something if you had when you joined him for a jointly taught class this morning. Or even one of the students, they weren't exactly known for keeping their mouths shut after all. (The one time you switched up scents just to try something new, everyone demanded to know if you were courting someone. That had taken forever to clear up, and you hadn't worn anything else sense.) Demons, it turned out, were especially blunt creatures by nature. Rarely talking with constant double-wording that humans so favoured unless they were especially manipulative, or a member of the succubus battler. 

"It....smells good... What is...the scent?" A faint blush was appearing on her face, and she appeared to be about five seconds away from bolting. A giggle left you before you could stop it. She was actually very adorable, wasn't she?

"Oh, is that all? It's a Geagpian mixture. I grow and make it myself." 

"I see... Atori-san hates it... I like it." She nodded to herself, "Where...can I find?" You blinked in surprise. Atori hated the scent of your hair oils? That explains why he always avoided you, even taking positions as far from you as possible when you had to share space in meetings. Your first meeting made exceptional sense now. 

When you had first met, Atori had attempted to greet you from behind, only to get a face full of your hair when you turned around. You had assumed the rather violent reaction of his body jerking and entire face seizing up had been because of the surprise at a rather hearty amount of hair suddenly in his face. 

You had long since wondered if you had offended him somehow with the hair slap, but everyone had drawn blanks because Momonoki had done the same thing only a few hours later, and much harder considering the absolute length of hair and speed she had done it with, and he was still perfectly fine with her. Though, you considered it a blessing in disguise the longer you watched him. There was just something about him that creeped you out, especially after Shichirou confessed that he was certain they were hiding something. 

"I can give you some of mine to try if you would like. I have a couple of extras since it lasts for three-four years in a bottle, and I've just pruned mine to be able to make more." And hadn't that been a pain to try and figure out? You couldn't ask any of the teachers at Babyls what parts to make into the oils since they were under the impression you already knew, and most breeders were rather tight-lipped in their secrets in fear that you were a competitor. 

Well until Opera decided to get involved, and then you had not only which parts were safe to use but also formulas for the best things to mix with them and brand-new equipment to get started. 

"Although I'm surprised you would want to smell like me if your friend hates it." 

"Friend...?" Ah, right, you had forgotten that was a human word. 

"Friends are people who enjoy spending time together and help one another, but in a non-romantic or familial sense. Like how Iruma, Alice, and Clara do or Shichirou and Kalego. It's like allies but stronger, if that makes sense. If you want, we can be friends?"  You held out your hand towards her and were rather reminded of the scene from the first Harry Potter film. 

The longer she stared wide-eyed at your hand, the more you started to worry you would end up like Draco. Spurned before even being given a chance. Until slowly but surely her hand rose up and took yours. Eyes alight in wonder as she looks fixedly at your joined hands. 

"Not friends...with Atori...forced...companionship....coworkers on various jobs...no one else....to really talk to..." 

"Well, now you can talk to me!" You declared brightly, a large smile gracing your face. "Whenever you want to spend time together or need some help, just come to me and I'll be there." 

"Can we...pet chicks...?" 

"Of course! I'll even ask Shichirou if he knows of any petting zoos around here, and we can visit to pet lots of animals if so. And to cement this newfound friendship, how about I bring a bottle of my hair oil tomorrow to give you after the exam? As a way to celebrate our obvious winnings as well." 

"I would...like that." 

"Then it's a deal!")

Looking up from your position, fingering the bottle in your pocket, your mind racing with what to do. You had three terrified students, two of which were injured, and at least one deranged intruder. Potentially two if he and Shiida were working together. And wasn't that a sad thought? Your possible new friend could actually be an enemy in disguise. 

Though as you watched Shichirou smack down Atori with a giant fist made of vines, you could at least be assured you wouldn't have to attempt to fight. Shichrou had it well in hand, and eveidently he thought so as well as he turned back and gave you a nod, hellphone already in hand to contact the others. 

You started to turn back to the students to get them ready to be transferred when you noticed movement out of the corner of your eye. Whirling back around you saw it again. Thin shimmering strands of something were protruding out of where Atori's body lay before. You dared a glance at Shichirou who hadn't yet noticed, back still turned to the danger. 

You cried out his name in panic, right before a multitude of the strands poured out and wrapped around the fallen demon. Shichirou whirled around and you both watched, stunned, as the strands seemed to undulate, as if something was moving underneath. Were...were they healing him? No, your eyes darted about the shapes, counting each one and cataloguing how they move. 

It wasn't healing Atori, it was changing him. 

You risked another glance at Shichirou who was still standing there surprised. He wasn't doing anything, why wasn't he doing anything? Strike, burn, crush, something before-!

The threads tore apart, and your gaze was forced back to the suddenly mutated body before you. Atori stood slowly, shakily rising, his body with that came equipped with two extra sets of limbs. He hadn't just changed slightly, he had metamorphised. Like....like a bug, you suddenly realized. A giant spider that had been humanized. 

Your hands flexed around the bottle in your pocket again. Should you? Could you? There was no guarantee it would do anything, and even if it did, you only had one shot. One shot to make this work when you were lucky to throw something straight on your best days. But would it even work, or would you just be in the way? 

Shiida's words rang in your mind, "Atori-san hates it". If that were true and really what reason would she have to lie about that of all things? If he really did hate it and that was before the change, then maybe...just maybe. 

You forced yourself out of your thoughts right as Atori started to bring his hand up. Your hand clench around the bottle harder, bringing it out of your pocket as your body moved to exit the egg shaped shield Shichirou had thrown up in the beginning. All thoughts focused on your task, it never registered that you shouldn't have been able to leave it all, and yet your body flowed through like it wasn't even there. 

You had seconds, Atori's hand already at his mouth, lips forming an o-shape as if blowing. You saw it in slow motion as more threads, webs, spurred out and flew at Shichirou’s face. Sliding past him, you ducked underneath, far from the splash zone, and continued on your way. You could already see Atori starting to turn to get away. You were so close, just a little more, and there! Hand whipping out, you felt the bottle leave you, flying in an arch right towards its target. 

Smack!

The bottle struck the side of Atori's head, glass shards flying as the liquid poured out directly onto his skin. His loud screech of pain echoed across the courtyard, pausing in his retreat to use his multiple hands to scratch at his face. You watched horrified, scrambling backwards again to get towards safety, as Atori fell to his knees, screams never fading. You felt large hands grab at your arms and almost panicked until you saw the tale-tell sign of green gloves. Shichirou. 

You let yourself be pulled against his chest as he jumped further away from the still screeching demon, more vines being produced to wrap around Atori's body once more. This time staying there to hold him in place. With Atori's arms held in place and no longer covering his face, you finally saw what damage you had done. The entire right side of his face was bright red and bulging, some areas far darker than others, an obvious sign of where the oils had hit first and stayed the longest. His left eye, that was still open, rolled about its socket manically as if he couldn't focus it at all. 

Once a considerable distance away, Shichirou put you down, but still hovered about directly behind you. You stood frozen, still staring at the carnage you had wrought on the spider demon. Completely ignoring the gargoyle behind you as he tried to check you over, a rant about dangers spilling from his lips, your eyes stayed locked on Atori. Adrenaline making it, so you couldn’t take your eyes away from the possible danger. It wasn’t until Shichirou forced your head to look at him that you finally took your gaze away. 

“Are you alright?” He asked softly. Were you? No, you were not alright. Your senses, still so high-strung, still screamed of danger. That turning your back was perilousness. All of your inner instincts clamouring and fighting to rip out of you and take care of the threat. Or at least run away. 

To run...run? Run! Your entire body jerked forward instinctively, Shichirou's arms wrapping around you, his wings bursting forth in a flurry of feathers ready to block whatever was coming to your back as he lept away again.  Your hands clutched his shirt tightly, eyes scrunching shut in fear at being so exposed and not being able to see the danger, much less attack back. Pulse racing, you waited for the attack to hit. 

Only, it never did. 

There was a loud cracking noise, that rather reminded you of bones snapping, and a pained yowl by the time Shichirou touched down again. Most of his body stayed tense, but the arms holding you loosened just enough that you could look to see what happened. Turning around, the first thing you noticed was Shiida, with a rather more exposed outfit than you remembered seeing her in this morning, lowering her leg back toward the ground. Stepping on top of a knocked-down Atori, a spray of web trailed from his mouth to fall only a few inches short of where you had been. She easily dug her heel into his back, exactly where you assumed his wing roots were... 

"You will....not hurt....my friend," Shiida growled, digging her foot further into his back. His body spasmed out of instinct, but it was obvious to tell from the way his body had fallen, she had fully snapped his spine. 

"Shiidaaaaa..." Atori growled out, "How… could you?!" 

"Friends help...one another...when needed... You...threatened friend... I end...the threat," Shiida explained before locking eyes with you, "I help...my friend." 

My allegiance lies with you. 

Your eyes teared up from all the emotions stirring in you like a cyclone, the most prominent being relief and something akin to affection blooming across your chest. You understood her message and nodded at her with a watery smile. 

A wall of fire surrounded the four of you, followed by what appeared to be a wall of flower guns crawling up the side of the building, Ifirit-sensei and Suzy-sensei. You heard the door to the side of you slam open and the pounding of footsteps as more and more teachers filed in as backup. 

Your body almost collapsed from the amount of relief that flowed through you, and if Shichirou’s arms weren’t still holding you close, you probably would have. You and the others were safe, there was simply no way Atori could take on the entire staff of Babyls if he had issues with two, technically three, of you. When the heavy pressure of Sullivan’s aura arrived long before you saw his tall, lean form, it merely confirmed what you already knew. 

Atori would not be getting away this day. 

"Hey, Shichirou?" He hummed in response, Shiida walking closer to you guys after finally getting off of Atori’s battered body, and Sullivan got to work questioning him. "Do you know of any petting zoos around here? Specifically, one with chicks?" 

The crazed look he gave you was more than worth the slightly hysterical laugh that left your throat as he went about checking your head for injuries.

Cross posted on Wattpad and AO3!

[plaguery]

hi im going to copy paste and lightly edit my lady in red/neros mom oc idea from my dms with ripley because i dont care enougb right now and im in so much pain and i feel like it. :thimbs up:

please read it though im not joking i put too much thought into it i think

okayyyy so i am naming her dido/elissa (like from the aeneid. hahaaha. ha) (both names apply for complicated historical record reasons but basically one is greek and one is latin) im using elissa for the time that shes in fortuna. her family moved to fortuna when she was a tween about and they tried their best to assimilate to the conservative orthodox culture of the island, adopting their dress, their habits and manners, and attending service. elissa, originally being an outsider and also entering adolescence, tried her best to rebel in the small ways she could growing up. she never took well to the more conservative beliefs and generally had a hard time fitting in with the kids her age, most being born and raised on fortuna and fully indoctrinated to the culture. as a teenager, she spent much of her time with the old widows of the island, listening to their stories and absorbing their varied critiques of the order and the typical way of life, critiques they were more able to get away with due to their old age and being relatively socially isolated. while elissa was busy with her widows, her brother was making waves as an order knight, working his way up the ladder and achieving a decent name and reputation for their family. at the age of 18, as typical on fortuna, elissa was wed to a prominent researcher for the order. they were moved into a quiet grouping of townhouses owned by the order. these homes were meant for new order-based couples as a place to start working on creating a family before moving to a permanent family home. elissa and her husband got on well enough, he found himself quite fond of her poking curiosity into his work and snappy mouth when it came to the more restrictive aspects of their life and his job. elissa still didn't get on well with most of the other wives her age, even her neighbors, who often rotated out of the townhouses quickly as they became pregnant and started their families.

most of her social interaction was limited to that with her husband after his long days at the headquarters. a year or two into their marriage, sanctus came to power as the vicar of the order and through her husband's reports, things began to change within and both she and her husband grew suspicious. her husband was now being ordered to do reports on obscure demonic topics not before asked of him and while he followed his duties, he questioned the reasons for them. the workload was growing and he often brought it home with him, files piling up in their living room. these changes did not help elissa's wariness toward starting a family. community members grew suspicious of her as well as she had not seemed to be fulfilling her duties as a wife to this point, already a couple years with no announcements of pregnancies. in a way, they weren't wrong. the old widows she had grown up with taught her what they knew of abortive herbal remedies and old wives' tricks that theyve learned over the years, passed down to them from the old women of their youths. contraceptives otherwise arent readily available on the island. and elissa had been using what she had learned. as all the other couples cycled out with their new families, her and her husband were the only ones to stay put in their quiet block of homes.

as suspicion grew on both husband and wife for perceived failures of following the status-quo, about three years into their marriage, they were struck with tragedy. her husband did not come home one day. knights of the order arrived at their door later that evening to report the news of his untimely accidental death. as representatives of the order, they vowed to take care of her as such a young widow in their community and set her up with a job in the island's orphanage and a small stipend to sustain herself. elissa went along with her job and spent much of her time at the orphanage, even spending most her nights there. she never trusted the order much in the first place, even less so after the promotion of sanctus. and knowing generally what her husband had been researching in his long nights awake in their home, knowing he had the same attitude to question authority as she did, she knew they had a hand in his death. occasionally frustrated with her job in the orphanage, she'd make her way back home to that quiet, mostly empty block to look over the few files not confiscated by the order after his death, trying to fit the pieces together. but on one of these visits home, her house is not unoccupied.

vergil is camping out in her townhouse in his visit to fortuna, thinking it has been abandoned, as most of the townhouses are empty. hes already reading some of the files she had tucked away. they have a confrontation but elissa parses out that hes here for information and she 1) thinks she can use him to get information herself and 2) thinks she might also be able to eventually use him to get out of fortuna as hes an outsider. so she explains enough of her situation to let him know she has contacts to the order (dead husband, plus knight brother, who btw killed her husband a la aeneid), already knows certain things herself and can help him access more information. she tells him she practically doesnt live there anymore and that he can stay and she'll keep quiet but that he does need to lay low since the townhouses are still technically owned by the order. they work together to crack into the order's inner dealings so that he can get the information hes seeking and as they do that, she secretly tries to figure out what happened to her husband. she may not have loved him but he was her friend. they probably get into some sticky situations (more from her prodding about her husband more than she should). slowly, vergil starts figuring out what her motivation is in this and starts unraveling what her deal is. shes pushy, snappy, has a filthy mouth, but is clever and calculating. if it werent for her wits and her persistence, getting the information he sought would have been a hell of a lot longer and bloodier. by the time she meets vergil its already been a year or two since her husband died and she's been a widow and they both impulsively end up having a sexual relationship. elissa thinks her tried and true herbs will help and uses them as she always did. they did not Fall In Love but they come to have a lot of respect for each other.

by the time vergil has his information and hes meant to leave, i think he actually would try to stay a little. make excuses of why he's sticking around. he doesn't like to admit it but he likes the company. although i say theyre not In Love theres probably some fond feelings there but theyre complicated and such. elissa is the one that directly tells him to leave once she realizes that she's pregnant and discovers that her herbs and methods havent worked. but she does ask questions about the outside world of where she might be able to go for help or work if she tries to leave. she doesnt mention the pregnancy.

he leaves, she stays in fortuna while she's pregnant, trying to save the money she makes from both the orphanage and her stipend. as she begins to show, she's shunned more than ever before by the community for being pregnant as a widow and with it being out of wedlock. she basically cannot leave the orphanage without being harassed. the order has been on her tail, her brother in particular trying to surveil everything she does after her dalliances with vergil uncovered their secrets. the sisters in the orphanage do their best to care for her in this time and eventually she has her baby. as soon as she's able, she leaves the orphanage without baby nero and begins her attempts to leave the island. it takes a few tries, but she leaves and makes a new identity for herself, going by the name dido. the story about nero being left at the orphanage and not actually being born there is a fabrication the sisters came up with to spare him what details they knew of his origins

nero looks about nothing like his mother but he generally has her sailors mouth and attitude :)

[aelaer]

👀👀 tell us about your rp oc bestie :3

Sorry it took me a while to get to this - I'm honestly flattered that anyone's interested! This character was very important to me for a long time. Here's her portrait I made of her in 2016ish, and more about her is under the cut.

The MMO I played was LOTR Online, which started in 2007 and is still going with active updates even today. I started the first year it was out and played it regularly (obsessively even) until 2018ish. I can't remember how much I played the next two years but I haven't logged in for the last 2-3 years. I might in the future but for now I've had my fill. Highly highly recommend for any LOTR & Tolkien fan, but it can be a huge timesink if you're not careful about keeping track of time.

I'll explain stuff as if whoever is reading this knows nothing about LOTR for wider accessibility.

Anyway, in 2011 I switched servers to start RP and created Laerlin, a human (or as Tolkien calls them, "race of Men"). Her game class was "hunter" which is basically an archer/dps type, and in her story I made her trained in archery by her Ithilien Ranger dad (which is basically a specialist military regiment known for their woodland/stealth skills - they serve Gondor, the largest country of humans in LOTR). Since he was military, he wasn't around all the time so obviously the training was when he was like, on leave and stuff. She grew up with her mom in Minas Tirith, the capital of Gondor (and the big white layered stone city you may have seen in screenshots if you've not seen the films) while her dad was in service out in the dangerous borderlands of Ithilien across the river. I have a lot more about her background from pre-RP - happy to tell more if anyone asks.

ANYWAY. Starter characters in LOTRO start hundreds of miles away from Gondor (which wasn't even in the game in 2011) so 3/4ths of human RP chars need to figure out a story as to why they're in the starting hub (a mostly-human town called Bree) in the first place. I had a decently outlined backstory before starting RP that just grew in the telling as I discovered more about Laerlin through RP - if anyone wants to know more about her story (any part of it), just ask.

I figured since I rolled hunter and had that backstory she'd turn into some sort of hunter/adventurer in RP, right? Nope. The stories that ended up happening led her to becoming a healer. Now, healing in LOTR is very low magic, so game mechanics were largely ignored by RPers and anything resembling magic was very rarely used unless supported by Tolkien texts, at least in the RP hub. When I discovered I loved researching ancient healing methods (largely Roman surgery and American native herbal medicines, though I pulled from every old culture), I RPed healing as much as I could, and eventually Laerlin got the reputation of a good healer IC with a detailed player who would RP with basically anyone OOC. She ended up getting very busy and she got to be good through RP as opposed to all offscreen training, which I loved.

I did end up rolling a lot of "alt" characters to also RP with (I think my final count of characters was about 34 over 3 accounts - multiple accounts to RP more than one character at a time, either because one scene is slow or for storytelling purposes). However, Laerlin was always my main, the character I had more hours on by far, and what I got known by (and it's why Laer is still my online handle - it came from the first "Laer" character on my first LOTRO server and really solidified with Laerlin). Because I spent so much time on her in my earlier years of RP, she became pretty well known on the server.

The RP hub of Bree was well known for its town guards vs outlaws RP in 2011 as the head of the town guard was a very patient and tolerant player that RPed with even people I wouldn't RP with. Very nice guy. Because it was so active, Laerlin got a job as a healer in the town watch and got plenty of experience there, lasting until around 2014 after a dramatic firing that landed her jail time. She also eventually opened her own clinic (in player housing) after an RP adventure in the surrounding wilds led to a ton of gold (best excuse ever, I can't even remember who ran that adventure anymore). That got pretty decent usage considering it was outside of the main hub.

Laerlin also did a ton of travel RP. I'd just move her timeline around so I could say "okay in March she's in this area of the world, and the stuff I'm RPing in the hub is after her return". This allowed me to do travel RP and Bree hub RP at the same time. There were only a handful of arcs that I didn't do this and she was gone-gone from city RP. I took her all over the world - from Bree she went to the Shire, Rivendell, Forodwaith, Dunland, Isengard's surrounding areas, Helm's Deep, Dol Amroth, Minas Tirith, and several lands in between. She saw the aftermath of the battle of Helm's Deep as the wounded left behind began to heal, and was in the capital of Gondor when the siege occurred (in LOTRO RP, most players I was with put a long length of time between the two events due to waiting for the areas to be released, unlike the canon timeline - the whole game world's stuck in 7 months of time for several RL years, so canon dates were not strictly followed in RP). She ended up being very well traveled over her 7-8 years of activity.

Laerlin saw plenty of love. Her first fiance died (player went AWOL) within like, 6 months after her creation. She was with her second guy for like, 1.5 to 2 RL years - got married and all, became the hot gossip of the RP hub every now and again - but that ended in divorce. It's still pretty amazing how long that relationship lasted, in hindsight. There was also a tale of unrequited love afterwards from another guy that was one of the best arcs I ever did (and his player I still consider an RL friend - great guy). When I stopped RP, she was still unattached, but I like to think she eventually found love.

LOTRO has an amazing music system which uses these special text files written a certain way to generate a song with several different choices of instruments in-game. This created a lot of bands where players will write the notation for each part and play the song all together - and it often sounds absolutely amazing. But it's also great for RP, and my love for the system turned into Laerlin's love for music. She learned the lute, flute, and harp over the years and often played in Bree's tavern, or just outside. It was a great way to lure people into RP while playing with the system too.

I ended up DMing a lot of RP stories as I grew more confident as a RPer and storyteller. I'm not sure how many plots I ended up leading, but player count in the plots varied from 1-2 people to over a dozen people. Some plots were just for one or two RL days, and my longest one ended up being a month long with planned mini-events 5-6 days of the week (I'd never do that again, I was crazy).

She was also very, very flawed to start. I wanted her to grow through experiences to become a different, better person, so she started off as someone who was easily offended by anything she found uncouth (despite not being upper class, she was from the largest city in the world so definitely cultural clashes when she first came to Bree that took a long time to fully smooth out). More importantly, she had a prejudice based on her county's history with their southern neighbor, and a good dose of history and propaganda made her very disdainful of anyone from that area (Umbar, for those who know Tolkien). It took her *years* to get rid of it, and it was so satisfying to RP her growth. But she still maintained a bit of a short fuse that was triggered by some of the most minor things even in the end, which kept her interesting.

She didn't meet a ton of Tolkien canon characters. Barliman Butterbur was the most frequent since he owns said tavern that was the RP hub. Probably some background Shire Hobbits. In Rivendell, I think I was in plots where someone RPed as Elrond and I definitely had her meet Bilbo. She knew Halbarad because she was trusted by many RP Rangers who came into Bree and met him in one of those travel adventures. Erkenbrand was a major player in my Helm's Deep plot. The most egregious meeting was when she worked in the Houses of Healing after the siege and got to meet Aragorn. But by that time she had built 4 or 5 years of RP with his Rangers so it worked out well, like as a capstone to her long, long journey of growth and self discovery.

Laerlin alone saw hundreds of thousands of words of RP storytelling. Some of the RP was very silly, but a lot of it was poignant and really special. I'd never spend as much time online again as I did in the earlier years of RP, but I can't say I regret it, either, because I made a lot of friends and my growth as a writer was substantial. Because of all this, Laerlin will always have a special place in my heart.

But yeah if anyone has any questions about her (or any of the other... 34 RP characters...), or about what the LOTRO RP was like, feel free to ask. Or if you want to see any screenshots, I still have those on my old computer that I can pull up.

[ladyiristheenchantress]

Sick Day Magic

It may come as a shock to some that I am, in fact, a human being and not a 500 year old oak tree with internet access. /j

Being human, and actually being alive, means you will get sick! Exploring biology for my biomed degree has taught me a lot of things about virus's, bacteria, and how exactly they work! For example: All living things can be effected by virus's, they are nanometers big for that reason, and not much is known about their origins here on earth which is really cool! With that said, every living thing gets sick, and with that we can pair magic to help us through our sick days!

I know I am, simply because I am writing to you now while on sick leave from all 3 of my jobs. Currently the summer flu has hit our home really hard, so lets talk about recovery!

Obvious disclaimer before getting started: Doctors, medical professionals, and health organizations are here to help you. This post is not to discourage you from using modern medicine, or seeing a doctor when you need one. I actually am very much against using spiritual bypassing to discredit medical research, especially as someone who is entering the medical field. If you are sick it is always important to speak with your doctor before trying any holistic remedies, especially if you are on medications that can conflict with herbal supplements. Know the warning signs for when symptoms escalate. This post is mainly about illnesses that can be treated at home and go away within a couple days or weeks (cold, flu, etc)

Lets get started!

How do living things get sick?

To keep this as simple as possible, living beings get sick from small organisms in a couple different classifications. You have virus's, bacteria, fungi, or parasites, and they all have one goal: to use your body as a host! Some things cant reproduce on their own like virus's so they hijack your cells, some things feed off of you and your daily body functions like parasites! In all, we are exposed to all sorts of pathogens, and our body will react with the nasty symptoms like fevers, chills, coughing, vomiting, and more because your body is trying to fight off all the pathogens using your body to reproduce. There are some circumstances where medical intervention is required however, for things like the common cold, flu, and sore throat you can find remedies over the counter!

All living things get sick, including tree's, seals, and even grasses. These pathogens are really good at evolving with us!

What did people do historically?

Before the introduction of germ theory in the 1860's, and the introduction of modern medicine in the 19th century cultures all around the world were still evolving to combat common sicknesses! From medieval Europe using cupping and leaches which assisted in medical standards and theories, to indigenous tribes using the herbs around them to pave the way for medications, cultures all over the world had their own tips and tricks for staying healthy!

In general most cultures followed a 3 way system, prevention, coping, and resistance, where methods were followed to assist in times of sickness. Often times they had distinct prayers and rituals, and would combine it with local remedies and folklore to help the general population.

Later on, herbs would pave the way for medicine as scientists discovered exactly what about an herb could help someone and isolate it into a pill, salve, or tincture!

What is some illness prevention magic?

When getting vaccinated create a prayer or chant to not only take your mind off it, but also for a metaphysical boost

leave offerings to gods of health during cold and flu season by your front door, and leave offerings to spring gods during pollen season by windows

have fire tonic, elderberry syrup, and lions main mushroom tinctures prepared (reminder: always consult a doctor)

Keep crystals like jade, green aventurine, and carnelian by your bed for health

Keep fresh flowers in the home, as scents can represent healing

Visualize sickness being repelled away from you as you practice hygiene

keep sigils in your shoes to 'draw illness back to the earth'

Mundanely make sure you are also having regular checkups (if you cant afford to see a doctor regularly, see what option you have for free clinics, or public health options like medicaid in the US), going to see your dentist because the teeth has a lot to do with health, and practicing good health habits can all be really helpful with preventing illness

What is some illness coping magic?

When sick, keep lavender and chamomile under your pillow as a sleep aid

Contrary to popular belief: Don't burn incense when you have a stuffy nose because the smoke will irritate your nose, instead use a humidifier and optionally put essential oils in it for drainage

take healing spiritual showers

create soft broths, and plain foods using kitchen magic and infusing it with intentions

Optionally if you are having trouble eating because of vomiting or fever, enchant your water bottle with healing energy with even just a simple chant

Put cold or hot compress on pressure points, optionally while you rest research what those pressure points symbolize and how you can translate that into your healing rituals from bed

visualize a healing green or blue light enveloping places that may hurt like joints or the head

Listen to gentle music or healing subliminal during naps to draw out illnesses

enchant your tissue box so every tissue you use is one less you have to use later

create a salve using willow or birch bark, camphor, mint, and chamomile for a soothing joint pain relief

Enchant medications with chants or sigils on the bottle

Mundanely, we see a lot of spiritual hacks, don't put garlic in your nose (The only reason you think it works is because it irritates your nose lining creating mucus), don't use elderberry (It puts your immune system in over drive when you are already sick and actually hinders the healing process), its better to limit herbal and holistic approaches other than things that are rich in things your body needs like fruits, veggies, and electrolytes!

Recovery goes into this much like prevention, our bodies begin to process and understand the invaders making it less likely for you to get infected by the same problem again, however as mutations grow, make sure you are taking care of yourself!

Spiritually, your body is a temple, and its the only one you have, love it and it will love you back, take care of it and it will take care of you back. As a human being I recognize the struggle that concept can be. Its easy for someone to say "just sleep lmao" without having insomnia for example. In general, finding a routine that works for you, your body, and your mind is very important! You are a spiritual being, but you are also human! Don't let people try to sell you the idea that modern medicine is out trying to hurt you, because there are people out there like me who will stand for making the medical field a safer and better place! Don't let people try to sell you the idea that your sickness is because of "bad karma" or that your "low vibes" or something silly like that because the truth is, you get sick because you are alive. Cherish being alive in all of its forms.

Fair winds friends!

And remember, if you took nothing away from this I will say it again, Cherish being alive in all of its forms.

Tip Jar

[guuccibaguette]

Is This My Life Legacy Challenge Sims 4

Is This My Life?

Generation 1 - All you’ve known since a kid was interior designing, both your parents built and designed their own house. They continued with their passion by making it their lifes goal to make more for those that had dreams of it too. You followed their path by going to college and getting your degree in interior design. For your entire young adulthood you kept going till you noticed this isn’t really what you wanted. You like to look at the clothes sims wear. It gives you so many ideas to make them look better. Once you start your adulthood life you go for a new career in style influencing. This is your real passion in life. It might of come late but it still made your question, is this my life now?

Aspiration - Your choice

Traits - Creative, Overachiever, Perfectionist

Career - Interior Designer to Style Influencer

Skills - Knitting, Entrepreneur, 

Rules -

Master both skills

Marry one of your clients

Have two kids after completing each career (4 kids)

Divorce after completing Style influencer career.

Live in a modern house with a hidden designers room

Retire after completing Style influencer career.

Generation 2 - Your sim parent couldn’t decide what career they wanted till later on in life. You don’t want that, you achieve to have a life of knowing what you want when you want it. Being unorganized makes you stressed. So what are you going to do when you meet with the most unorganized sim that makes you want to do the most unorganized things? It really makes you question, is this my life?

Aspiration - Perfectly Pristine to Fabulously Filthy

Traits - Squeamish, Neat, Socially Awkward

Career - Business

Skills - Your choice

Rules - 

Marry a sim with a slob trait

Live in a penthouse for the first half of your career then move to a small run-down apartment with your significant other. 

Have three kids with your spouse

Every child you move to a slightly bigger apartment

Have 2 dogs and a cat once you have had all three kids

Retire after completing business career.

Generation 3 - Living in a small and busy household growing up it was your home, it was your life. You are so used to living like that once you finally moved out for college life you had no idea what to expect. What to do with your life now that the loudness is gone? You also can’t figure out what you even want to study, you parent chose for you. Is this the life you want? Someone choosing for you? NO. 

Aspiration - Academic 

Traits - Practice makes perfect, Party animal, Nosy

Career - Salary Person to Social Media

Skills - Research and debate

Rules - 

Master research and debate skill

Become BFF’s with roommate

Marry one of your classmates after graduation

Cheat on spouse after having one child with them

Get pregnant with other sims child but play it off as your spouses kid

Have a bad relationship with children after your spouse divorces you for finding out the truth

Generation 4 - After finding out what your sim parent had done out of eyes view you never had a strong relationship with them again. You can’t let that happen with anyone else in your life. You want to make sure your future spouse and children never have to go through what you went through. You are very conflicting on who you can trust now. Is this the life you want? To be in fear of who is around you? 

Aspiration - Friend of the World

Traits - Noncommittal, Clumsy, Paranoid

Career - Gardner (always work from home)

Skills - Gardening, Herbalism, Wellness, Flower arranging, 

Rules -

Master all skills required

Marry your final 20th friend

Have a bastard child with one of your friends that is not your spouse

Have one child with spouse

Have a shotgun private with spouse

Never retire you like your job its calming

Generation 5 - You never knew who your other parent was, you always knew you were the step child to your step parent though. You achieve to find out who the other parent is. It is your lifes goal to help those who don’t know the answers that they need. Is this how you want to spend your entire sim life finding something for someone else that you cant seem to find for yourself?

Aspiration - Seeker of Secrets

Traits - Ambitious, Adventurous, Generous

Career - Detective

Skills - Fitness, Robotics

Rules - 

Master both skills

Make a robot arm for yourself for protection

Marry a sim you have arrested

Have two kids with your spouse

Meet a sim in the criminal career and leave your spouse for them

Marry your criminal career lover and retire job

Generation 6 - You grew up watching your sim parent put their life on the line for disobedient sims. It always scared you thinking they might not come back home one day because some random sim got them down first. You needed to get away from it all somehow some way. You make your living being in a secluded area and helps other sims find inner peace. Is this your life, Yes this is the life you want. 

Aspiration - Self care Specialist

Traits  - Loves the outdoors, you choose the last two

Career - You make your living doing spa treatments

Skills - Wellness

Rules -

Marry your first wellness instructor it was love at first sight

Have only one child with spouse

Make 100k from your career

Work everyday except for weekends you spend that time with your family

Become a professional at your career

Never retire

Generation 7 - Peace, calm, and tranquility. That is all you ever known and it makes you go crazy. You want chaos, you want some fun, something that isn’t boring. It shouldn’t be hard to find right? Of course not because you are you and thats all you ever wanted to do right? Is this your life or someone elses?

Aspiration - Extreme Sports Enthusiast

Traits - Active, Chased by death, you choose last one

Career - Secret agent

Skills - Rock climbing, Skiing, Snowboarding

Rules -

Break a bone in your sim body

Make a best friend that will climb to the Peak of Mt. Komorebi with you

Marry said best friend

Have four children that you want to share your adventures with

Have a strong relationship with all four children

Retire after completing career

Generation 8 - You loved the life your parents gave you, full of adventure, full of fun. You learned so much along the way and never got tired of it. You want to have a full and adventful life too but not as crazy. Something fast but not going to so many places. That is where you decide a ranch is an adventure, and horse shows. You never got to have a pet growing up but you always found horses fascinating and now you can get one and compete. Is this your life?

Aspiration - Championship Rider

Traits - Rancher, Animal enthusiast, Horse lover

Career - You gain your income from horse racing

Skills - Riding, Pet training, 

Rules - 

Max out your horse(s) skills

Max out the two skills

After you have competed in 5 horse races find your perfect horse lover match

Marry a sim with the horse lover trait and get another horse for your horse

Breed your two horses

Have 2 kids with your spouse

Generation 9 - You always loved the way your parents treated each other and their horses, with such love it made your kind of sick to the stomach but you also wanted that in your life. You tried getting a lover as a teen but all those (4) relationships died out soon after they started. It is such an amazing feeling to be in love, you never really got to feel it truly and that is the life you want. 

Aspiration - Romantic Explorer

Traits - Romantic, Love bug, Cheerful

Career - Romance Consultant

Skills - Charisma, Baking, Romance

Rules -

Marry your first date because you date to marry

Concieve first child on the romantic blanket

Concieve second and third child (twins may cheat) on a romantic vacation 

Have a vow renewal romantic event with family and friends invited

Master your skills required

Retire after completing career

Generation 10 - You see things, you see things no one else sees. You think it comes from your parent seeing the light in someone else that matches them perfectly with one another, but no for you it is entirely different. You legit see ghosts. Its kind of calming too because they just throw your things and dont end up hurting you just your stuff. You want to befriend them though, you know this is your life but is it really? Is this your life? Best friends with dead sims?

Aspiration - Ghost Historian

Traits - Macabre, you choose last two

Career - Reaper

Skills - Thanatology

Rules - 

Marry a ghost because the undead gives you something a alive sim cannot

Adopt a baby with your ghost spouse because you two cannot have a child together it is physically not possible

Make the grim reaper your BFF

Only the grim reaper can attend your wedding

Raise your child to believe in the afterlife because that is where you will going when you die

Die after completing your reaper career

If you tried this challenge please tag me in either #Guccibaguette #IsThisMyLifeLegacyChallenge #IsThisMyLifeLegacy 

Have fun with it! I will commission art for it in a bit!