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boxoftheskyking · 4 years ago

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The Untamed/CQL Rec List Part 2

I’m stuck on this chapter, so I’m doing this instead! My recs aren’t the most unique bc this fandom is so massive and I mostly get them off other lists. But hopefully still interesting.

If you haven’t watched the show yet you gotta

You can find my first reclist here

Shameless Self-Promotion to start:

Something For Yourself - Happy little fluff piece

Something Good - my 43K word Sound of Music AU

Pick Up Every Piece - my post-war journalist AU WIP

The Recs! In no particular order:

Wei Wuxian/Lan Wangji

your horizon to chase by hellotailor T, 6,001 words They miss each other!!! Wei Ying draws funny pictures of himself! Communication!

you are my delightful intruder by hanguang-jacked E, 4,403 words Lan Zhan wakes up to an empty bed and panics

Orchids in Lotus Pier by Vamillepudding G, 21,631 words I’m a sucker for Lan Zhan & Jiang Cheng being pals, and of course Wei Ying thinks they’re in looooove

hold me fast, fear me not by cicer M, 16,155 words Tam Lin AU - nice fairy tale style writing

hunters seeking solid ground by Attila E, 23,633 words Wei Ying can only sleep with Lan Zhan around

get bolder by plonk NR, 11,288 words This is the plonk section of the reclist. flashbacks telling a modern AU best pals to lovers

feels like the first time by plonk NR, 4,076 words alternate scene from the above fic

i’ll be your girl by plonk E, 3,077 words Wei Ying in drag seduces Lan Zhan, is an idiot, and totally owns my bi ass

A Lot of Edges Called Perhaps by hansbekhart E, 21,922 words Wei Ying comes home after 8 months to an injured Lan Zhan & then they bang

live from new york by varnes E, 87,069 word You’ve all seen it recced before and prob read it already. SNL AU that get The Vibe so well actually made me want to get back into producing which is saying something bc I hate it

Where the Lonely Ones Go by CSHfic and VSfic T, 23,940 words Cursed baby!

To Do With You What Spring Does With Cherry Trees by sfbluestocking M, 36,621 words Lan Zhan goes with Wei Ying and the Wens after Qiongqi Way

what else is there? by mme_anxious T, 12,917 words Jin Guangyao turns Lan Zhan and Jin Zixuan into swans. Lan Zhan and Wei Ying may be better at interspecies communication than they are at human communication.

shorthand of emotion by sarahyyy G, 6,010 words Modern AU where Lan Zhan is a musician and the babies try to set him up. It is fluffy good fun.

Lead Me On Through by mrsronweasley E, 54,673 words UGH kill me. You know where it’s going but it’s still super satisfying to get there. Everyone has a secret betrothed and so the boys decide to practice kissing to prepare. Just kissing, it’ll be fine.

Your Heart and Mine by natcat5 T, 8,591 words My favorite daemon AU! Lan Zhan’s daemon sits on Wei Ying’s daemon and that’s all you need to know.

sugar stains by lanjingyeet T, 18,243 words Wei Ying gets turned into a toddler and while it is adorable it is very sad for Lan Zhan

softly through pine trees, the moon arrives by theLoyalRoyalGuard G, 3,032 words Lan Zhan turns into a rabbit and it is Devastating

Brilliant Mistake by brooklinegirl E, 53,702 words The first long fic I read after like two months of not having a brain and it made me happy. Modern cultivator sex pollen baby, can’t go wrong.

Wei Wuxian/Wen Qing

No Color In Itself by trickybonmot E, 2,485 words Do you know how hard it is to find good Wei Ying/Wen Qing buddy sex?? Which should be everywhere!! This has d/s and a strap on, wahoo

Xiao Zhan/Wang Yibo

you can take my heart (and hold it together) by ThirtySixSaveFiles E, 54,894 words You don’t have to know anything at all about RPF or the characters or anything, it’s a 100% original sci-fi story about a mechanic in love with an android and it is so fucking bomb

#fic recs #the untamed #cql #mo dao zu shi #reclist

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thethirteenthcrow · 4 years ago

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hiii! what’s a fic that lives in your mind rent free? what ship haven’t you written for yet but you’d like to? top 5 tropes?

em!! okay let’s see

what fic lives in your mind rent free?

darling it’s a faded notion | varnes | 28k | complete

The sun is too bright and Ryan’s whole body is alight with something that is eating him all the way up from the inside out, but he keeps his eyes open and he makes himself look, and he tells himself that once he finds Shane, he’ll think about it. Once he finds Shane, they’ll make a plan. Once he finds Shane, and only then, he’ll let himself have the thought he’s been swallowing down like bile since he came to: that they didn’t fall.

They were pushed.

OR: Ryan and Shane get cursed by a ghost, and now they can't be not-touching. It's ... not great.

chicken | bloodyloveletters | 6k | complete

The principle of the game of Chicken is that while either player prefers not to yield to each other, the outcome where neither player yields is the worst possible outcome for both players.

When Shane finds a new thing to tease Ryan over, he thinks it will be harmless. But it ends up changing their friendship forever.

we’ll make a brand new start of it (in old new york) | misantlery | 9k | complete

“Just to be clear,” Andrew says. “You want me to pretend to be your boyfriend at a party to spite your high school bully and your high school girlfriend and possibly the entire state of Ohio?”

Steven giggles. “Spite’s such a harsh word. Shock and impress, maybe.”

“For a man of faith you’re being awfully morally flexible about this,” Andrew says.

believer | cellard00rs | part of the bonded series, which is 233k

Some demons and otherworldly creatures love climbing up the power ladder. Shane is not one of these. He likes where he is (thank you very much) and has no interest in moving up. All he wants is to give his friend Ryan a nice birthday gift. So, naturally, everything goes to hell.

teacher’s pet | chapscher | 24k | complete

“You aren’t describing a teacher’s pet! You’re describing… I don't know the name for it. Someone who tries to seduce their teacher so they can get a better grade.” “Isn’t that a teacher’s pet?” “No!” _ Ryan is tired of losing every episode of Puppet History and asks Shane to tutor him. Shane obliges and tries to keep the tutoring session on track even as they distract each other.

we were wrecks before we crashed into each other | uneventfullhouses | 24k | complete

Cleo’s smile is soft. “Shane told me his memory. What’s yours?”

“Less about memories,” Ryan says truthfully. “More about the future. Where we’ll be and such.”

Arching a brow, she drops her arms, so she clasps her hands in front of her hips. “Where do you think you’ll be?”

Ryan laughs. “Dunno.” He isn’t brave enough to say that he does know that Shane will be there, somewhere, wedged between the regular, the obtuse, the breathtaking, the wild. The generic and the extraordinary. The weird and the wonderful.

or; this week on Weird and/or Wonderful World, Shane and Ryan visit a record shop.

ok so these are just a FEW of them but they’re the first ones that came to my mind - i know u asked me for like one but there’s too much TALENT in this fandom to only mention one. here is a link of most of my favorite works in the fandom (and i’ve been slacking with adding some so please if you read it and your work isn’t here don’t be offended i’ve barely been adding fics to the list).

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what’s a ship that you haven’t written for that you want to write for?

oooh boy!! let’s see - i’ve at least four standrew wips that i really want to write! and a few shyan-with-standrew-as-background-ship that i’m stoked for. then i really love stamandrew but i haven’t had any ideas for it, as well as for steshyan because hello they started a company, how gay of them. i’m also stoked to write any shyanara or sharyelle or any variation of it because i am very intrigued and excited but i unfortunately haven’t had any ideas for this either :// - if you ever want to cowrite and have a fun idea PLEASE hit me the fuck up.

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top 5 tropes

enemies to lovers !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! fairytale au’s !! please !!!! i love them we-can’t-stay-5-feet-apart-without-touching and suddenly we’re gay (please we have only two in this fandom and i owe phyllis and varnes the world for writing these gems) Fake/Pretend relationship and oh how i wish we weren’t pretending literally Any Supernatural Au in this fandom my god they’re so good

hi this is a long-ass answer whoops !! thank u for sending this Q dear em <33

#fic chat #shyan fics #SOME of my favorite shyan fics #rare buzzships #favorite fanfic tropes #please talk fic with me i love this #standrew fics #zhalia's lil fic talk #zhalia's lil chit chat #ask

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skepticbeliever-bookclub · 4 years ago

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hello! do you happen to have any non-explicit getting together fics, maybe with some comedy...? asking for a friend

here you go!

if you can find a way to love me, it's all right - varnes | T, 11k, Complete

When Ryan was a kid, he fell into a pile of bricks. They were playing hide and seek, and he thought he had the best hiding spot: high up in a thickly lush tree, his knees drawn to his chest so that he’d blend in. But the branch broke. He hit his head and doesn’t remember much of what happened after that. When he woke up a few hours later, the sun was setting, and his friends were gone, and his parents were calling for him, their flashlights swinging across the grass. There’d been blood on his bangs.

Anyway, now he can see ghosts.

Kind of.

Look, he’s not great at it.

Or: Ryan, personally, has three lists: “NICE GHOSTS,” “GHOSTS I DON’T FUCK WITH,” and, “IDK, SPOOKY STUFF.”

guidance for sailors, lost at sea - varnes | T, 6k, Complete

“I’m not the mom,” Shane says, drowsily appalled.

Ryan raises his eyebrows. “I didn’t say you were the mom,” he soothes, sincere in the way that Ryan kind of always is, even when he’s being sarcastic. “I just said they reacted to you as if you were the mom.”

“It’s -- that’s the same thing,” Shane protests, but quietly, because he has a tiny ghost perched on his hip and he doesn’t want to wake her. It. Whatever. It’s kind of hard to tell, because they don’t look like people, exactly, more like -- outlines.

Actually, ironically, what they really look like is people covered in sheets, round at the top and kind of vague at the bottom, but Shane has stopped trying to say that because Ryan gets mad about it. He thinks it’s disrespectful.

Shane thinks it’s disrespectful that he was made step-parent to a bridge full of baby ghosts without anybody asking him, but sure. Pointing out that they look like sheets is the problem.

Scoring Rules - breathtaken | T, 8k, Complete

Shane ‘Roller Squatch’ Madej is a referee at LA’s premier all-gender flat track roller derby league. Ryan ‘Bullet’ Bergara is one of the A-team’s star jammers, and a frequent pain in Shane’s ass.

oh you better wait a minute - middlecyclone | T, 2k, Complete

Shane has a podcast. Ryan has thoughts.

The Ghost of Ryan Present - Siria | T, 3k, Complete

"Great news!" Ryan said, grinning ear to ear. "I'm dead!"

i need a tall glass of something - amosanguis | NR, 2k, Complete

Ryan bites him. Maybe a little too hard. Maybe not hard enough. There’s definitely blood, but whatever – Shane’s finger is still attached and Ryan’s still a fucking parrot. They’re both losers here.

Some People Called it Taking Shelter - That_Place_Between_Sleep_and_Awake | M, 4k, Complete

While on location, a storm blows through and the boys have to take cover. While stuck underground, some things come up to the surface.

Shane & Ryan Learn to Dance Cumbia • Weird Wonderful World - RedLlamas | G, 13k, Complete

"The world is weird!"

"And/or wonderful!"

"And I'm taking my curious little pal Ryan Bergara to explore every last bit of it."

"Where are we going?"

"We're going to Estampas de Colombia!"

Lost a fic? Send us an ask!

#fic search #fic found #sbbookclub #shyan #skeptic believer #Anonymous

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jesterden · 4 years ago

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Lore Post - Reminiscing

More Battle Fam, but this time, it’s Varn and Vashkartzen bonding over the loss of their mother. This one is a little bit emotional, as it discusses Varn growing up without Vashti. For anyone who’s unfamiliar with the lore, please look at the tag ld battle fam!

Once again no cut because I’m on mobile. I promise once I get my new computer they’ll start having cuts again.

Even on the best of days, Vashkartzen was a distant lion. He loved his family, yes, but he also loved his privacy and personal space, which was in short supply around his family. It seemed he was the only one who wasn’t a labrador retriever stuck in the body of a lion.

“Vash?” A small voice took him out of his thoughts, and he turned around, seeing Varn standing in what little light there was left from the setting sun. “Dad said you’d be out here.”

He chuffed, but moved over a bit to allow the budding adolescent, still covered in cub spots, to sit next to him. “What are you here for? It’s late.”

Varn nodded. “I know, I know, but V’kai and Dad were talking about Mom…”

The young lion’s tone was incredibly somber, it almost sounded like someone else entirely. Vashkartzen’s usual glare softened at the mention of their mother. “Yeah?”

“What was she like?” Varn’s voice broke at the end of his sentence, his eyes looking down from the cliff face they sat on. “I… I don’t remember her like you guys do. And Dad acts like I do and V’kai doesn’t want to talk about it. Even Mixcoatl brushed me off when I asked.”

Vashkartzen looks to the side, shaking his head. “That’s because the runt’s got a stick the size of a tree up his ass.”

Despite the tone previously established, Varn snorts. “Yeah. Yeah he does. I don’t see how V’kai puts up with him…”

“Me either. Mom liked him, though.” The older brother let Varn take in the shock. “I mean, she thought V’kai could have done better, don’t get me wrong, but she thought he was okay.”

“Really?” When Vashkartzen nodds, Varn looks to the side, clearly thinking. “...What else did she like?”

“Fighting. She… she was a real monster in the ring. Taught me everything I know.”

Wide, incredulous eyes look up at him. “But you know a lot!”

Vashkartzen can’t help himself, he laughs at his brother. “She was also really strict. I remember getting yelled at a lot growing up, mostly for bullying V’kai, or fighting dirty. But she was proud, too. When I won my first tournament, she was yelling so loud half the stadium was looking at her.”

“V’kai said she was always serious.”

“She was, that’s why the whole stadium was staring,” He answers, smiling down at Varn, “She always made sure we knew she loved us, even when she was being strict.”

He doesn’t notice Varn looking away, not until he looks over. “You’re included in the ‘us’ too, Varn.”

“I just wish I could have known her like you guys did,” Varn whispers, and his voice is so soft it hurts Vashkartzen more than any wound ever could, “You guys all got years with her, to grow up with her, and I don’t even know my own Mom…”

“Our ancestors watch over us,” Vashkartzen whispers, “She’s definitely keeping tabs on us, on you. She may not be able to say it, or you may not be able to see her, but she loves you Varn. Don’t ever doubt that.”

Varn looks towards the starry sky, his eyes watery. “I love her too.”

#lioden #lioden lore #battle fam #ld battle fam

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focusfixated · 5 years ago

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february fic rec round-up

month #02: february - good omens, it, the goldfinch, little women, maurice

(please feel free to reblog)

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jesus died for somebody’s sins (but not mine) by @lavellington

rating: G

fandom & pairing: good omens - aziraphale/crowley

summary: 'So you're going to start, what – praying?'

'I already pray,' Aziraphale says, primly. 'I am an angel.'

'Yes, but it's different, what you do,' Crowley says, impatiently. 'It's not all sitting around trying to decipher mistranslated Hebrew, and searching for the Virgin Mary in your tea leaves. You're on the staff!'

notes: sharply beautiful, and a whole-ass queer mood in terms of the idea of awakening, of being able to fully occupy your own self and identity. there is a really lovely thing here of aziraphale finding a new, human way to express his faith and understanding of what god means to him, and it's explored in a way that is both incisive and uplifting. very well-observed, in terms of character, and crafted with such a light touch when it comes to the pace and wit of the dialogue. a joy to read the whole way through.

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not exactly where i need to be (and yet it seems so close) by varnes

rating: M

fandom & pairing: IT - richie/eddie

summary: Richie runs all the way to Eddie’s. He has a bike but he can’t remember, just now, where he put it. Everything feels real, feels — the gravel hurt his shoeless feet, his lungs burn when he gets tired, there’s a cut on his chin that aches a little. It feels real but things always felt real, with It. You can’t trust how you feel or what you see. That’s the core of the terror of It. That everything is real and nothing is real and all of it can kill you.

notes: a subtle and thoughtful look at how your outlook changes over time, how your life shifts as you grow up, at the ways you can still make a difference. this is such a strong concept, and a masterful execution of a complicated, dimension-hopping story. full of world-building details and wonderfully in-depth character study. cathartic and emotional and beautifully written.

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24-pack card and sticker valentine kits by @stitchyblogs

rating: M

fandom & pairing: IT - richie/eddie

summary: Eddie grabs a bottle of Elmer’s and starts tracing each letter with glue. There’s a dopey, sort of proud feeling in Richie, watching him carefully craft the letters of his name. He could of picked Bill or Stanley, gnashing away on the other side of the table with their pinking shears, or the teacher - but he picked Richie.

notes: structured as a series of valentines from 1984 to 2019, this is such a neat way of telling a story. a brilliant set of snapshots of richie's life, his trials and emotions, the absolutely compelling highs and lows. each segment is coloured by wonderful background details, sharply-observed, and the dialogue flows at such a pace, it sparkles with this characterful wit that is an absolute DELIGHT to read.

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feet on the ground, head in the sky by @suzybishops

rating: T

fandom & pairing: IT - richie/eddie

summary: richie and eddie put themselves back together, one long-distance phone call at a time.

notes: just a really lovely story of someone putting in the work to get better. taking the time to heal. learning how to be themselves again. captures the essence of fear and self-doubt - specifically, how richie feels about his writing, and about his potential lack of talent in the aftermath of any magically-boosted success - and leads us on a slow, soft walk towards renewal and acceptance.

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a renaissance, another day by @tiny-steve

rating: E

fandom & pairing: the goldfinch - boris/theo

summary: Two years after Amsterdam Boris shows up on Theo’s doorstep in New York and he hasn’t had a hit in twenty-four hours.

notes: this is just INCREDIBLE. a deeply-felt, keenly-observed, brilliantly-constructed bit of storytelling. uses gorgeous imagery that is dramatic and sordid and beautifully-drawn, showing us the horror-show of drug withdrawal in a terribly visceral, awful way, but which also clears a path for something that gives us hope for the future, in a story that is otherwise characterised by its trauma. a brilliant end-piece to where the novel left off.

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the home front by kindkit

rating: G

fandom & pairing: maurice - background maurice/scudder

summary: Alec Scudder and Clive Durham meet again in 1915.

notes: so neatly-conceived and executed. a lovely character study of scudder, full of warm, bright details of the world around him. a really gladdening thing to read and to imagine that, amongst the turmoil, the strength of this connection survives.

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all this practice and still no grace by @drawsaurus

rating: E

fandom & pairing: little women - jo/laurie

summary: Laurie would have taken any humiliation, tenfold worse than this, to be as close to Jo as he was allowed now.

notes: a fascinating look at the gender-play between jo and laurie, the way they form their roles in opposition to each other. this is such a brilliant dynamic to play with, and is done in a really neat, sharp way, vividly-painted with economic and precise language. this is a look at people who are unsure of themselves, and the way they feel their way through something unfamiliar in an attempt to gain the freedom to get what they want. such a good read.

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previously:

month #01: january

#reddie #ineffable husbands #good omens fic recs #it fic recs #the goldfinch fic recs #little women #monthly fic rec round up #maurice #fic rec post #fic recs #good omens #it chapter 2 #it movies #the goldfinch

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heartfeltheart · 5 years ago

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Alchemy: Magic Vs. Science

Chapters: 13/25 Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist/Harry Potter Rating: T Relationships: Edward/Winry, Lan Fan/Ling, and May/Alphonse. Primary Characters: Edward Elric, Severus Snape Additional Tags: Crossover, Teacher!Edward, BrOtp Edward/Severus. Sassy beyond measure. Series: Part 1 of 9. Summary: Magic and Science, are they the same or are they completely different? It just takes one person to point out all up and downs. Along with breaking the stereotypes that come up with being a wizard, alchemist and most of all being human. Thank you, @amynchan! D/C: I do not own Harry Potter or Fullmetal Alchemist. Discord: La Red(Mesh Mash of… stuff.): https://discord.gg/KYjmVAb Alchemy Series: https://discord.gg/DejEYNJ

“English and Edward’s accented voice.” “Amestrian or another foreign language.” “Written notes.” ‘Thoughts.’ First Name: Informal Last Name: Formal (Or used to annoy others)

Ling looked over his balcony, Lan Fan dutifully by his side. He sighed hopefully, looking down to all of the nobles and courtiers of his country. It was a tight fit, despite being the largest courtyard that his largest palace had to offer, but he wanted to make damned sure that everyone heard his announcement. There could be no excuses. This was a delicate matter, thanks to his great-great-great-great-great.... Well, an emperor long past, anyway. This had to be perfect. He nervously grabbed Lan Fan's hand.

"People of Xing."

Every head popped up, even the servants, noticing that the Emperor had addressed everyone, not just the nobles. 'Good. A good start,' Ling thought hopefully. He caught his breath and started again.

"People of Xing. All of my children. I step forward today with an announcement, with a new decree, and with a confession, all in one." Ling ignored the mumbling of his audience and demanded silence as his fear ebbed away, hand still tightly grasping Lan Fan's. He continued, knowing that he was finally righting a wrong.

"Many centuries ago, my ancestors discovered magic in this empire. At first, they extorted it, but once the villagers learned of it, they grew afraid, and outlawed it, made it taboo, with a sentence of death. This you know well, for every law and history book will tell you. What it WON'T tell you is the rest of that story. It WON'T tell you how, through all of these years, though it is death to all, it is secretly taught to the Emperor and his next of kin. How there is an entire vault full of magical artifacts that I, as your leader, am EXPECTED to use daily for my own protection. But I am not that type of emperor. I am not a liar. I am not a hypocrite. I respect and love my people. I try every day to be fair and firm. So, let it be written, as of today, magic is not taboo! You shall NOT punish those that have it, or I shall have YOU punished! For there is no excuse! You have heard it here, from the mouth of your Emperor!"

"It is my wish to teach the ones with magic in a controlled environment, so that they may learn to harness their powers, to use them for the good of their family and country. I myself will be there when my duties allow, as it is customary that the Emperor learn to control the artifacts in his possession. These people are not to be harmed. They will be frightened, believe this to be some sort of trap. I want you to soothe them. Bring them peace. This is my will. Send out the criers."

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"Magic?"

"What is the Emperor thinking?"

"Mama, what's magic?"

"Please let this be true..."

"The Emperor is looking for every individual that has any magical ability..." A crier announced. Several people from the town began to crowd around him to listen to what was being said. It is rather rare when a crier would come around and for them to announce such a thing, what a wonder. What was being said caused worry to stir up within them? For centuries, there had been a stigma about magic in Xing. More especially so in the rural parts of the country compared to the more populated areas, where time seemed to stay still and nothing seems to progress any forward until something or someone were to come and destroy that sense of normality. Perhaps this time around, this could be a good thing. A good time for the change for once, for it has been too long for this to remain in the dark, in complete fear.

The town matriarch was seen conversing heavily with the next town over's noble, pointing at the crier worriedly, gathering her children to her. When he responded to her, she visibly relaxed, though still seemed a bit disbelieving. As they spoke, she cried, hugging him in relief, then bent down to her children to hold them. Together, they listened intently to the crier.

"If you possess such capability then you are to..."

A good change, indeed.

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Edward leaned against his desk, scanning through the exams of the students of his upcoming class. Out of all the students that took the class, they are the only ones that showed a good balance of knowledge and common sense.

Knowledge and common sense, two factors he looks for in a student. There are several other factors that are needed, but those two are the main ones when considering kids that grew up with a magical sense. What really makes these kids have Edward's nod of approval is their way of answering the important question, 'All is one, one is all'. Knowledge and Common sense is one thing, but to have an understanding of the world around them is whole other issue.

"Is that him?"

"Yeah, that's him."

"We met him during the summer, that's him."

"...I saw Professor Snape once pull him by his braid to avoid falling over the moving staircases..."

"Really?"

"Yes."

Edward's head snapped up toward the main entrance of his classroom. The door was partially left open, just enough to allow him to hear them and to have someone peak in to see him. Pushing away from the desk and placing the exams on it, he headed over towards the main entrance. The students kept on rambling on about him and about the class.

Edward peaked his head through the partially open and stared down at his chattering students. They seemed to be so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't even notice his presence. The Alchemy teacher reached over and tapped on a shoulder on one of the students, a Hufflepuff by the looks of it. The Hufflepuff turned around to stare up at Edward with wide eyes and mouth slightly agape. The other students realized the Hufflepuff's sudden change of behavior and turned around to see the reason for it. The two Gryffindors, one Ravenclaw, and one Slytherin saw the golden-haired Alchemy Teacher who was staring at them with a blank expression.

"All of you are zirdeen minutes late for class." Edward stated before he disappears back into his classroom. The five students glanced around at each other and quickly filed into the classroom with panicked expressions. Second first impressions, not so good.

When the students entered the classroom, they could see that Edward pointing at the desks in the front of the classroom. Said desks had their exams they had taken to even be in that class to begin with. Each student sat in their respective desk which had their exam on them.

"My name is Edward Elric; you are to refer to me as Mr. Elric. Is zat understood?" Edward stated he scratched his chin as he heard that familiar echo of 'yes sir'. "Before ve actually start I have to say this... At any moment, I vill kick you out if you cross a cerdain line. Varnings are giffen, depends on hov much you bized me off zat moment."

Edward voice started to grow harsher and became heavily accent as if to prove his point. The point he wanted to make, it was said loud and clear to the give students. "Is zat undersdood?"

"Yes, sir."

Good." Edward said with a chuckle. His voice went from dark, ominous, and heavily accented to a light-hearted, humorous, and much easier to understand. "Let us talk about the reason all of you took this exam. Vat is your reason to learn Alchemy, lie and you are kicked out."

One by one, like the first class the day previously, each student gave their response to why they took the exam. Edward chuckled when he hears the two fiery-haired Gryffindor's reasons for wanting to learn Alchemy. Perfecting their pranks, good one. As long as they are not played against him or done in his class, then it is fair game on their part. The class of five wanted to comprehend alchemy, to understand it to the smallest tiniest detail. Once that was over with, Edward motioned for them to look through their exams. "I want to go over all of your responses for the second to the last question. All is one, one is all."

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'Another day of introductions.' Edward inwardly thought as he repeated his introduction speech to his new class. He inwardly groaned at the fact that it was only Wednesday and he needed to repeat this for two more times. This class doesn't necessarily have the smarts but they do have common sense. At least it isn't so dull...for now.

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Edward leaned against his desk, arms crossed over his chest as he listened to a Ravenclaw give out his own explanation what Alchemy is. It was already Thursday and the weekend needed to arrive faster. Thursday class...filled with smart-asses. They reminded him far too much of himself in so many ways that it is annoying him to no end. Especially how the kid kept going on and on how Alchemy is all about magic, not about 'muggle science'.

If only Edward could toss the kid out his window or abandon him in a deserted island for a month. Perhaps that will teach him a thing or two. Or three...four.... five.... infinity.

-.-

"When I vrote this test, I allowed zome leevay for more people to pass... Typically this is something I would not normally do..." Edward drawled out to his last class of the week. He ignored the looks of disbelief the students were giving him. "Considering vith your magical background and different mindzet towards..."

Edward pinched the bridge of his nose. "If Teacher could see me now...she would be kicking my ass..."

-.-

"The first class vas okay, they kept an open mind about Alchemy. Zecond class we mostly talked apout the riddle. The zird class...ugh...vere do I start vith them. The fourth class...smart azess. Today's class, itiots. Zis is vat happens when I play nice..."

Severus was sitting on an armchair while he listened to Edward rant on about his first-week teaching. It was clear that the Golden Blonde had multiple up and downs about teaching, and this is only the beginning for him. A very long beginning.

"There are a few that show promise but I also see some zat have no business in learning Alchemy. Den..."

Severus took out a bottle of firewhiskey from his person and two glasses. "Firewhiskey?"

"Firewhi...vat is that?" Edward stopped mid-rant and gave Severus a questioning look. He saw the Potions Professor hand extended out with a glass filled with what he presumed to be Firewhiskey. "Is that alcohol?"

"Yes."

"Is it strong?"

"Yes."

"...Vill you stop me from doing anything stupid?"

"Maybe."

"Fine. Pass it over here."

-.-

It was a known fact that Roy Mustang was useless in the water.

It was also a known fact that Alexander Armstrong sparkled and bragged about any and everything that he possibly could. Really. Roy considered it a sickness, but with his mouth currently covered by both hands, gloves, firmly placed in his pockets, he really couldn't complain.

"What a wondrous day to be sailing!"

"The wondrous day my..." Roy's eyes went wide when he felt the ship he was currently on shake excessively. 'I hate water...'

Roy glanced over to see Alexander parading around the ship without his coat and shirt. The man was sparkling again. Sparkling! Roy groaned, but naturally, Alex failed to notice. He, instead, was showing off his muscles to the rest of the passengers of the ship.

'If only I had my uniform to make the man stop reacting in such a manner,' Roy silently wished. As it were, the Amestrian Scooby Gang were incognito while heading over to Great Britain. To be more precise, Magical Great Britain. The only issue was that they had to take a ship for the primary part of the trip, while in the guise of a group of college or university friends on a trip. All of this to get in contact with the British Ministry of Magic, all because of the former Fullmetal Alchemist. Führer Grumman had ordered for them to get in contact with the British Ministry of Magic.

"There has to be a form of communication between both parties," he'd ordered. "Or at least, clean up after your charge!"

Typical. It always has to be an Elric causing such ruckus. This should be easy, but no... They have to deal with people that wave around sticks and play truth in a level that should not exist in any way in their eyes.

Roy's eyes went wide and covered his mouth with both hands once more when a particularly large wave hit the boat, rocking it excessively, all while Alex sparkled right in front of him. 'All my suffering to clean up after an Elric. AGAIN. I am going to make him pay...'

-.-

"Finally...I found the library." Edward moaned at the sunlight as he walked into the library with memorized eyes. It was one heck of a view, that was for sure, but as much he wanted to read every single book in here; there was something much more important he needed to do.

"Mr. Elric?"

Edward turned his head towards the direction where he heard his name. He saw an older woman that looked like an underfed vulture. By what Severus had told him that this is Madam Irma Pince, the school's librarian. Someone that is highly possessive and protective of the school's books. "Madam Pince?"

"Professor Snape had informed me that you would be coming here..." Irma stated with clear annoyance in her voice.

Edward mentally will have to ask Severus when he did such a thing, it has been a couple of weeks since he arrived at Hogwarts. "Is dat so... I just found dis place, been very busy."

"Of course..." Irma stated, she pulled out a rolled up parchment from her robes and passed it over to Edward. "This is a list of all the books that are related to Alchemy."

Edward took the parchment, unrolled it, and scanned through them. He recognized the vast majority of the titles on the list from his visit in Diagon Alley. Right next to each title is a note of whether or not the book was checked out or still in the library. To his annoyance, the vast majority of the books that were checked out are the books that he does not approve of. "Great... More work."

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claudius-the-idiot-blog · 6 years ago

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New Frontiers

Started to write this recently. I think it’ll be a buddy-cop type story about being a kind of social worker for aliens who immigrate to Earth for one reason or another. Not really sure where it’s gonna go but it was fun to write about something new and far less serious.

“Varn, you see that one over there?” Clint said, just loud enough that only I could hear.

“Who? the guy in the coat” I asked, quite a bit louder than Clint. I was not in the mood tonight, and thought I could shame Clint out of his theory by bringing our conversation up to earshot of the other patrons.

“Not so loud! It’ll hear us” he fired back still hushed, but more serious. It was too late now, Clint’s imagination had gotten the better of him.

“Yeah that creature in the coat.” He continued, calm again, with a sly confidence in his narrative. “It’s had exactly one beer every fifteen minutes since we got here, and he hasn’t taken his eyes off the tv this entire time. His posture hasn’t changed this entire time, and we’ve been here for three hours; that’s not to mention he must got a fucking iron bladder. All that drinking and he hasn’t gotten up once. No way he’s human. Probably first generation bot, the tells are too easy. He’s only acting human.” It was about that time. We’d both had plenty to drink and Clint had finally stopped adjusting his glasses every few minutes. He had bought himself a pair ever so slightly too large for him so that he needed to push them back up his nose periodically. He won't admit it but I know he bought an over sized pair intentionally because he thought the adjusting would give a bit of dramatic flair when he made a good point. The true effect was less convincing. It really only made him look constantly disheveled as he covered his face to mash his glasses back up the bridge of his nose often times muffling his voice during a key point in his theory. Unfortunately now that he was drunk I would be spared no point as he had long ago stopped caring about his glasses, content to leave them at the edge of his face.

"And so what?" I said. "Who cares if he's a robot, or a lizard or whatever you're on about tonight? He's not hurting anyone. for all we know he just wants to drink his troubles away like anyone else, I'm sure being a robot's not easy."

"You know what Varn? You're exactly right, this is exactly why I picked you for this, that grade-A empathy. You're gonna make a great agent." "I'm sure I have no idea what you're talking about Clint how about we just get you home?"

After a bit more pushing and a bit more ranting from Clint, he agreed to let me walk him back to his apartment. I was especially happy to leave as our "robot" friend seemed to have caught on to what Clint was saying and had turned his unwavering focus from the tv to my lanky, drunk, and increasingly loud friend. He eyed us all the way out of the bar, but thankfully didn't follow us out. Calling somebody a robot was pretty tame compared to some of Clint's previous accusations. Last week he got so bold as to walk up to a woman he claimed to be a lizard, and told her she had sexy scales. Her boyfriend, very much a hot-blooded mammal of considerable size, did not take kindly to that and we had to meander home bruised after a thorough ass-kicking.

I have no idea what agency Clint thinks he works for. He insists that it's a secret and that he can't tell anyone even though he tells me every other weekend or so. He also claims to be training me as his replacement "just in case " since "you never know; between the devils, the lizards, the droids, and the Vegs anything can happen." Unfortunately he never remembers saying any of this the next day. I was concerned at first but, aside from some drunken misunderstandings, these wild ideas stayed on the inside in his daily life. Plus his stories are fun to hear, he has a vivid imagination. Some people get loud or violent when they drink, Clint just gets creative. At least that’s what I thought until the next day when the robot man from the night before showed up outside my door.

“I need help” he said in a vaguely metallic voice. “I cannot figure out these forms. Your friend gave me this business card when you left but his office was closed.” the android held out a card that I read several times before I could process the information.

“Clint Veers, Earth immigration and integration” I read aloud bewildered

“Yes him” the android continued flatly. “He was right. I’m a first generation and I need help adjusting to human life. Can you help me find him? I do not know where else to go.”

What I wanted to do was slam my door closed, tell the man that he was insane, and go on with my day, but I didn’t. It all clicked after reading the card. Clint has never lied to me in my life, so why would that change when he’s drunk? And of course it would land on me to fix his mess after a long night of drinking, that’s the pillar of our friendship. so instead of “get the hell away from me or I’m calling the cops” I told the expressionless android in need.

“Yeah we’ll find him, I’ll get my coat. One sec.”

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drshreevani · 5 years ago

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Prameha Chikitsha

Nirmohamananushayo nirashah punarvasurgyanatpovishalah.

Kaleagniveshaya sahetulinganuvacha mehanshamanam cha tesham. (Charak Samhita/chikitsa sthana/6/3)

Once upon a time Punarvasu devoid of confusion, conceit, anger and attachment and great in knowledge and penance, said to Agnikvesha the types of prameha with etiology and symptoms along with its treatment.

Asyasukham swapnasukham dadhini gramyodakanuprasah payansi.

Navannapanam gudavaikrutam cha pramehahetuh kaphakrutacha sarvam (Charak Samhita/chikitsa sthana/6/4)

Idle sitting, oversleep, excessive use of curd, meat soup of the domestic, aquatic and marshy animals and milk; new cereals and drinks, products of jaggery and all other kapha-promoting regimens are etiological factors of prameha.

Medascha mamsam cha sharirajam cha kledam kapho yastigatam pradushya.

Karoti mehan samudirnamushnaistaneva pittam paridushya chapi. (5)

Kshineshu dosheshvavakrushya vasto dhatun pramehananilah karoti.

Dosho hi basti samupetya mutam sandushya mehanjanyedyathasvam. (Charak Samhita/chikitsa sthana/6/6)

Kapha causes pramehas by affecting medas (lipid metabolism), muscles and body fluid situated in urinary bladder. Pitta aggravated by hot things causes the same by affecting the above entities. Vayu, on relative diminution of other two doshas, draws on the dhatus in urinary bladder and thus causes pramehas. Dosha produces respective types of prameha by reaching the urinary bladder and affecting the urine.

Sadhyah kaphotha dasha, pittaja shat yapyah, na sadhyah pavanaschatushkah.

Samakriyatvadvishamkriyatvanmahatyayatvascha yathakramam te. (Charak Samhita/chikitsa sthana/6/7)

Ten types of kaphaj prameha, six types of pittaj prameha and four types of vatika prameha are curable, maintainable and incurable due to similarity of management, dissimilarity of the same and severity of complications respectively.

Kaphah sapittah pavanascha dosha medo astrashukrambuvasalasikah.

Majja rasaujah pishitam cha dushyah pramehinam, vinshatireva mehah. (Charak Samhita/chikitsa sthana/6/8)

In (pathogenesis of) pramehas, doshas are kapha, pitta and vata and dushyas are medas, blood, semen, fluid, muscle-fat, lasika (lymph), majja (marrow), rasa, ojas and muscles. Prameha has twenty types.

Jalopamam chekshurasopamam va ghanam ghanam chopari viprasannam.

Shuklam sashukram shishiram shanairva laleva va valukaya yutam va. (9)

Vidyat pramehan kaphajan dashaitan ksharopamam kalamathapi nilam.

Haridramanjishthamathapi raktametan pramehan shadushanti pittat. (10)

Majgyaujasa va vasayanvitam va lasikaya va satatam vibadham.

Chaturvidham mutrayatiha vatachesheshu dhatushvapakarshiteshu. (Charak Samhita/chikitsa sthana/6/11)

The ten types of kaphaja prameha are as follows: where the urine is (1) watery, (2) like sugarcane juice, (3) viscous, (4) having solid precipitate, (5) white, (6) with semen, (7) cold, (8) with sloe impulse, (9) saliva-like, (10) with gravels.

The types of pittaja prameha are as follows: wherein the urine is (1) like alkali, (2) black, (3) blue, (4) yellow with turmeric, (5) light red like manjishtha, (6) deep red.

Due to vata, when the other dhatus are diminished the patient passes urine of four types – (1) with majja, (2) with ojas, (3) with vasa, (4) with lasika.

Varne rasam sparshamathapi gandham yathaswadosham bhajate pramehah.

Shyavaruno vatakrutah sashulo majjadisadgunyamupaityasadhyah. (12)

Swedoangagandhah shithilangata cha shayyasana swapnasukhe ratischa.

Hrunnetrajivhathashravanopadeho ghanangata keshanakhativruddhi. (13)

Shitapriyatvam galatlushosho madhuryamase karapadadaha.

Bhavishyato mehagadasya rupam mutre abhidhavanti pipilikascha. (Charak Samhita/chikitsa sthana/6/14)

Prameha acquires the colour, taste, touch and smell according to the respective dosha. Prameha caused by vata which is associated with pain, has blackish or reddish urine and similarity with majja, etc is incurable.

Sweating, foul smell in body, slackness in body, liking for comfort in lying, sitting and sleeping; smearing in heart, eyes, tongue and ears, heaviness in body parts(overweight), excessive increase of hairs and nails, liking for cold, dryness in throat and palate, sweetness in mouth, burning sensation in hands and feet – these are the premonitory symptoms of prameha. Apart from these, ants also rush towards the urine (of the person).

Sthulah pramehi balavanihaikah krushastathaikah paridurbalascha.

Sabruhanam tatra krushasya karye sashodhanam doshabaladhikasya. (15)

Snigdhasya yoga vividhah prayojyah kalpopadishta malashodhanaya.

Urdhwe tatha adhascha male apanite meheshu santarpaneva karyam. (16)

Gulmah kshayo mehanbastishulam mutragrahaschapyapatarpanam.

Pramehinah syuhu, paritarpanani karyani tasya prasamikshya vanhim. (Charak Samhita/chikitsa sthana/6/17)

One type of patient of prameha is obese and strong while the other one is lean and weak. Of these, promotive treatment should be given to the lean and evacuation in case of patients having abundance of dosha and strength. After unction, various formulations for evacuation mentioned in kalpasthana should be administered. After elimination of excreta from upward and downward passages, saturation therapy should be applied in prameha because by de-saturation the patient is affected with gulma, wasting, pain in penis and bladder and obstruction in urine, but the measures for saturation should be applied taking power of digestion into consideration.

Sanshodhanam narhati yah pramehi tasya kriya sanshamano prayojya.

Manthah Kashaya yavachurnalehah pramehashantyelaghavascha bhakshyah. (18)

Ye vishkira ye pratuda vidangastesham rasairjangalairjarmanogyehi.

Yavaudanam rukshamathapi vatyamadyata sasaktunapi chapyayushan. (19)

Mudgadiyushairatha tiktashakaihi puranashalyodanamadadita.

Dantinguditailayutam prameho tathaatasisarshapatailayuktam. (20)

Sashahtikam syatadhrunadhanyamannam yavapradhanastu bhavet pramehi.

Yavasya bhakshyan vividhostathadyat kaphapramehi madhusamprayuktan. (21)

Nishisthatanam triphalakashaye syustarpanah kshaudrayuta yavanam.

Tan sidhuyuktan prapibet pramehi prayogikanmehavadharthameva.

(22)

Ye shleshmamehe vihitah kashayastairbhavitanam cha pruthagyavanama.

Saktunapupan sagudan sadhanan bhakshyanstathaanyana vividhascha khadet. (23)

Kharashvagohansaprushadbhrutanam tatha yavanam vividhascha bhaksyah.

Deyastatha venuyava yavanam kalpena godhumamayascha bhakshyah. (Charak Samhita/chikitsa sthana/6/24)

The patient of prameha who is not fit for evacuation should be subjected to pacificatory management for alleviation of the disease such as mantha (churned drink), extracts, linctus made of barley powder and light edibles. He should eat rough food articles such as boiled barley, barley cakes, flour of parched grains and apupa(a dietary preparation) with palatable meat soup of wild birds particularly gallinaceous and peckers. He should take old shali rice with soup of mudga etc. and bitter vegetables added with oil of danti and ingudi or linseed and mustard. In cereals, he should use shashtika and wild rice. The diet of the patient of prameha should consist mainly of barley. One suffering from kaphaja prameha should eat various preparations of barley added with honey. Barley grain dipped in decoction of triphala for the whole night make a saturating foot taken with honey. The patient may also take them regularly mixed with vinegar for alleviation of prameha. He should use flour of parched grains, bolus, parched grains and other various edibles made of barley impregnated with decoctions of drugs prescribed in (the treatment of) kaphaja prameha. (for non-vegetarians) various preparations of barley mixed with the meat of ass, horse, bull, swan and spotted deer should be prescribed. The seeds of bamboo and wheat may also be used in forms similar to those of barley.

Sanshodhanollekhananghanani kale prayuktani kaphapramehan.

Jayanti pittaprabhavan virekah santarpanah sanshamano vidhischa. (Charak Samhita/chikitsa sthana/6/25)

Evacuation, emesis and lightening applied in time overcome the kaphaja pramehas. Likewise, pugation, saturation and pacificatory measures subdue the pattika prameha.

Darvi suravham triphalam samustam kashayamutkhatya pibet pramehi.

Kshaudren yuktamathava haridram pibedrasenamalakiphalanam. (26)

Haritakikatphalamustalodhram pathavidangarjundhanvascha.

Ubhe haridre tagaram vidangam kadambashalarjunadipyakascha. (27)

Darvi vidanga khadiro dhavascha surahvakushtaguruchandanani.

Darviagnimanthau triphala sapatha patha cha murva cha tatha shvadanshtra. (28)

Yavanyushiranyabhayaguduchichavyabhayachitrakasaptaparnah.

Padaihi kashayah kaphamehinam te dashopadishta madusamprayuktah. (29)

Ushiralodhranjanachandananaptushiramustamalakabhayanam.

Patolanimbamalakamrutanam mustabhayapadmakavrukshakanam. (30)

Lodhrambukaliyakadhatakinam nimbarjunamranishotpalanam.

Shirishsarjarjunakesharam priyangupadmotpalakinshukanam. (31)

Ashwathapathasanavetasanam katankateryutpalamustakanam.

Paittaeshu meheshu dash pradishtah padaihi kashaya madhusamprayujtah. (32)

Sarveshu meheshu matau tu purvo kashayayogau vihitastu sarve.

Manthasya pane yavabhavanayam syurbhojane panavidhau pruthak cha. (33)

Siddhani tailani ghrutani chaiva deyani meheshwanilatmakeshu.

Medah kaphaschaiva kashayayogaihi snehaischa vayuhu shamameti tesham. (Charak Samhita/chikitsa sthana/6/34)

The patients of prameha should take decoction of daruharidra, devadaru, triphala and musta or he should take the powder of haridra mixed with honey along with the juice of amalaki fruits. The following ten decoctions added with honey are prescribed for kaphaja prameha such as 1) haritaki, katphala, musta and lodhra. 2) patha, vidanga, arjuna and dhanvana. 3) both haridras (haridra and daruharidra), tagara and vidanga. 4) kadamba, shala, arjuna and yavani. 5) daruharidra, vidanga, khadira and dhava. 6) devadaru, kushtha, aguru and Chandana. 7) daruharidra, agnimantha, triphala and patha. 8) patha, murva and gokshura. 9) yavani, ushira, haritaki and guduchi. 10) chavya, haritaki, chitraka and saptaparna.

Likewise, in paittika types the following ten decoctions added with honey are prescribed such as (1) ushira, lodhra, arjuna and Chandana. (2) ushira,musta, amalaka and abhaya. (3) patola, nimba, amalaki and guduchi. (4) musta, haritaki, padmaka and kutaja. (5) lodhra, hribera, kaliyaka and dhataki. (6) nimba, arjuna, amrataka and nagakeshara. (7) shirish, sarja, arjuna and nagakeshara. (8) priyangu, kamala, utpala and palash powder. (9) ashwattha, patha, asana and vetasa. (10) daruharidra, utpala and mustaka.

The above formulations of decoctions are useful in all types prameha. They all may be used in the form of mantha, impregnation of barley, food, drinks or alone. In vatika types of prameha oils and ghrutas cooked with these decoctions – should be given. Here the drugs of decoctions diminish medas and kapha and, on the other hand, the unction pacifies vayu.

Kampillasaptachhadashalajani baibhitarauhitakkautajani.

Kapitthapushpani cha churnitani kshaudrena lihyat kaphapittamehi.

(35)

Pibedrasenamalakasya chapi kalkikrutanyakshasamani kale.

Jirne cha bhunjita puranamannam mehi rasairjangalajairmanogyehi. (Charak Samhita/chikitsa sthana/6/36)

One suffering from prameha caused by kapha and pitta should take powder of the flowers of kampillak, saptachhada, shala, bibhitaka, rohitaka, kutaja and kapittha. These may also be taken as paste in the dose of 10 gm, along with amalaki juice in time. After the drug is digested, he should take food of old cereals along with decoctions meat-soup of wild animals.

Drushtvanubandha pavanat kaphasya pittasya va snehavidhirvikalpyah.

Tailam kaphe syat swakashayasiddham pitte ghrutam pittaharaihi kashayaihi. (37)

Trikantakashmantakasomavalkairabhallatakaihi sativishaihi salodhraihi.

Vachapatolarjunanimbamustaihiharidraya padmakadipyakaischa. (38)

Manjishthaya chaguruchandanaischa sarvaihi samastaihi kaphavatajeshu.

Meheshu tailam vipached, ghrutam tu paitteshu, mishram trishu lakshaneshu. (39)

Phalatrikam darunisham vishala musta cha nikwathya nisha sakalkam.

Pibet kashayam madhusamprayuktam sarvaprameheshu samudhateshu. (Charak Samhita/chikitsa sthana/6/40)

If there is association of vayu with kapha or pitta then unction should be applied. For this oil cooked with its own (anti- kapha) decoction in kapha and ghruta cooked with anti-pitta decoctions in pitta is useful.

Gokshura, ashmantaka, somavalka, bhallataka, ativisha, lodhra, vacha, patola, arjuna, nimba, musta, haridra, padmaka, yavani, manjishtha, aguru, chandana- with these drugs collectively oil should be cooked for kapha-vataja pramehas, ghruta for pittaj prameha and both mixed in tridoshaj.

Decoction of triphala, daruharidra, vishala, musta and haridra with its paste added with honey should be taken in all aggravated pramehas.

Lodhram shatim pushkarmulamelam murva vidanga triphalam yamanim.

Chavyam priyangu kramukam vishalam kirattiktam katukarohinim cha. (41)

Bharangi natam chitrakpippalinam mulam sakushthativisham sapatham.

Kalingakan kesharamindriyasavham nakham sapatram maricham plavam cha. (42)

Droneambhasah karshasamani paktva pute chaturbhagajalavasheshe.

Raseardhabhagam madhunah pradaya paksham nirdheyo ghrutabhajanasthah. (43)

Madhvasavoayam kaphapittamehan kshipram nihantyadidwipalaprayogata.

Pandvamayarshosyaruchi grahanya dosham kilasam vividham cha kushtham. (Charak Samhita/chikitsa sthana/6/44)

(Iti Madhvasava)

Lodhra, shati, pushkaramula, ela, murva, vidanga, triphala, yavani, chavya, priyangu, kramuka, vishala, kirattikta, katurohini, bharangi, tagara, chitraka(root), pippalimula, kushtha, ativisha, patha, indrayava, nagakeshara, indravaruni, nakha, patra, maricha and plava each 10-gm. should be boiled in water 10.24 liters remaining to 1/4th. This should be filtered and added with half quantity of honey and kept in ghee smeared vessel for a fortnight. This formulation named ‘Madhvasav’ taken in the dose of 80 ml. alleviates kaphaj and pittaj pramehas quickly. It is also efficacious in anaemia, piles, anorexia, grahaniroga, leukoderma and various types of leprosy.

Kwathah sa evashtapalam cha dantya bhallatakanam cha chatushpalam syat.

Sitopala twashtapala visheshah kshaudram cha tavat pruthagasavau tau. (Charak Samhita/chikitsa sthana/6/45)

The above decoction added with danti 320 gm. or bhallataka 160 gm., sugar candy 320 gm and honey in the same quantity make two separate asavas (dantyasava and bhallatakasava).

Sarodakam vatha kushodakam va madhudakam va triphalarasam va.

Sidhum pibedva nigadam pramehi madhvikgryam chirasansthitam va. (46)

Mamsani shulyanki mrugadwijanam khadedyavanam vividhascha bhakshyan.

Sanshodhanarishtakashayalehehi santarpanothaya shamayet pramehan. (47)

Bhrushtan yavana bhakshayatah prayogachhushkascha saktunna bhavanti mehah.

Shwitram cha kruchram kaphajam cha kushtham tathaiva mudgamalkaprayogat. (Charak Samhita/chikitsa sthana/6/48)

One suffering from prameha should drink water processed with the drugs of shalsaradi group, kusha, honey water, triphala water, undamaged sidhu or old madhvika of good type. He should eat roasted meat of animals and birds and various preparations of barley. Pramehas caused by over-saturation should be pacified with the administration of evacuation, arishtas, decoctions and linctus.

Pramehas do not stand if one takes parched barley and dry parched grain flour regularly. Likewise, one becomes free from obstinate leukoderma and kaphaja leprosy by the regular use of green gram and amalaka.

Santarpanotheshu gadeshu yoga medasvinam ye cha mayopadishtah.

Virukshanarthe kaphapittajeshu siddhah prameshvapi te prayojyah. (Charak Samhita/chikitsa sthana/6/49)

The formulations mentioned by me for obesity in the context of diseases caused by over-saturation (Su 23) may also be used for roughening in kaphaja and pittaj pramehas.

#Prameha #Chikitsa #Charak #Ayurveda

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axe-me-darius · 7 years ago

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-Crackles Knuckles- WOW SO MUCH INFORMATION.

OKAY HERE WE GO.

First off I would like to thank riot for going into such great detail about this comic. Puts a lot of character about Darius and Draven. I really got a perspective of what Darius is a person.

I am kinda really happy about the fact Darius did have somewhat of a love life. Even though it ended. It was kinda refreshing. ( Not gonna lie Quilletta looked a lot like lux. FOR MY OLD OTP. That I always loved this. I so fucking happy they did this.)

Now that I see Quilletta is her name I looked on the map and see that her last name is Varn. This is also the same as the girl that cut her throat, Invetia makes me believe that they are related. GIVING THE NAMES ON THE MAP. Though how there related we automatically assume that Invetia might be her daughter. Quilletta also talks about the importance of children and leaving us of on a cliff hanger that it was to be assume that Decius is Darius son who died in the Freljord. Apparently the way it was worded a lot. Decius had the same mind set as his mother giving thru Invetia opinion and is also assumed.

The locket that Invetia wares shown in the time they invaded Ionia. Which speaks volumes. On karma. Haha...its funny cause there is champ- anyway going on. The way Invetia spoke to Darius was interesting.

" I learned them from you.” Given the locket and this dialog it hints a potential second child that is Darius.

Invetia being more like Darius. Cold and brute. For the strive of to make Noxus great. It gives Darius a open mind to what he is really doing and doing so maybe a heart? Knowing that he was the cause of his own lovers death. Again this is so fucking sad.

Its sad to see Quilletta start a rebellion in which I assume to only die from what he created. I hope this comes into perspective to Darius what he is really doing and how is raising Noxians to fight.

Strength above all. I suppose love is seen as a bit of a weakness. Only the strong survive. I hope Invetia turns into a champ. I’d fuck love that. I really like her as a character.

There are a few questions I wanna know.

1.) Why does he always say your son?

I feel like like thats really disconnecting for darius to say. Did he really assume that it wasnt his? I mean is he that thick? Who else would be banging quill? Was there someone else in between for him to think that?

2.) Is darius last name Varn?

I know they where disconnected at the end. But is it possible to assume that this could be his name. Cause if so thank god. I wanted him to have a fuckin last name for the longest fucking time.

3.) I’m not sure but was cyrus the general’s head he cut off like in the old lore? Or what.

4.) What is Darius true goal?

okay is it really conquering the world? If so why the hell is swain in charge. Obviously love couldn’t even move this man. But it did show signs that he had some what of a heart. I feel war changed him a lot. Made him really numb. This also makes me think would he let Draven die if quill replaced Draven in this aspect. I don’t understand why darius fights for a army that took over his home town. Usually people live for the following. MONEY , LOVE, Or Power.

I really need to think about head cannons now. Fucking sad ass story. I really like it. Brings character as well as new ones. Feel free to ask me questions. I think I talked enough on this post. Lets hear some feed back.

#Wow #Lore #Darius new lore #Darius headcannon #Decius #quilletta #invertia #draven

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ancrchist-a · 8 years ago

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huanter star wars au

FIVE HEADCANONS + AN AU / @coolhcnds !!

1. huan zhang takes a more traditional name than most in the spanning universe, most likely through her father’s need for human supremacy. she’s fascinated by hunter’s, though, and with how relevant it is to her lifestyle. on the off chance that she runs into hunter on a planet while doing definitely illegal pirate things, she jokes that hunter must be … HUNTING her.

2. she’s shot at hunter more than once, fully aware of who she was before she drew the weapon. to huan, that’s more of a greeting than a simple ‘hello’; it’s how she met her employers anyway, what with her home planet being a hot spot for piracy. huan brings hunter back to varn once, never again, and doesn’t explain what she was doing sneaking off the ship during the night.

3. huan uses her vacations ( truly more like laying low time ) to catch up with hunter. if she can’t find hunter, there’s usually hell to pay when she finally does. if her friend ever ends up with a bounty on her head or with law enforcement on her ass, huan probably had something to do with it.

4. there’s a time where huan invites hunter to KAMAR. everyone knows the history: the cult of varn, the disgusting bug species that make it up, and the irritation it caused to the people of her home. while she can appreciate their violence and awe over varn, it doesn’t keep her from hunting them for sport. whether or not hunter would approve, huan couldn’t say. she’d just be glad to have somewhat tolerable company on a FILTHY PLANET.

5. she has a personal ship, though it’s obvious enough that it’s stolen. she leaves it at hunter’s land for long periods of time, perfectly content should hunter end up taking the fall for it. she’s always wanted to bust someone out of prison, it’s a win regardless of what happens. this said, should any real, violent harm come hunter’s way, her arrival should be expected. so what if she keeps tabs on her friends? it’s for their safety, is her explanation when found out – that’s only really true with hunter.

#bencficent #( everyone send me the star wars au I Love star wars huan she's my favoR ite )#( huan: i'll kill anyone that tries 2 touch hunter )#( also huan: is Mad and commits crimes under her name )#( ok jerK )

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feywildheart · 8 years ago

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Sybilshitposting’s Characters.

Just in case anyone’s interested in the characters I play/want to play, I’ve made a list here. Feel free to ask about them, or…hell, anything, please just talk to my lonely ass

Kharaa Khurdan: Druid X (5), Land (Grassland), Centaur, Outlander, Neutral Good, Dragon’s Revolt. 14/12/12/10/18/12 + War Caster Feat.

Sporting striking black hair and dark tan skin, Kharaa heralds from the steppes far from King Azelstan's reach, bordering a great mountain range, thick forest, and bountiful lake within the Que-Kiyn (Kay-Keen) tribe. During one particularly horrible attack from what they called "Planesraiders" many of the centaurs, herself included, were displaced around the land via the chaotic magicks that the Planesraiders use, with no way to return. Now, she begrudgingly seeks the help of other races in Stohion to find a way to halt the invasions for good, and bolster her home's defenses should such an attack happen in the future. If she can bring antimagicks and abjuring spells, she will consider herself successful. Her journey lead her to a world of steel, smog and fire, where she has become distraught, empathising with the dying world’s aura of pain. Her motivation has not changed, but now wishes to return magic and life to a dead world, doing whatever necessary to restore natural harmony.

Nylah Al-Tazi: Bard 3 (X) Warlock 0 (3) Lore & Archfey/Tome, Half-Elf (Desert), Acolyte, Chaotic Good, Ocean of Sand campaign. 8/14/14/12/12/18 + Actor feat, Combat controller and support, Out of Combat illusionist, spy and party face. Born to Delasia, an elven Maiden of Shaeyna and an unknown human client in Penrith, Nylah was raised from birth under the roof of her mother’s goddess, and learned everything she had to offer, leading to her finding her identity as one of the Maidens, something that she had wanted to do, and simultaneously cast off her assigned gender at birth as male. In her early years of maidenhood, she learned the many arts that maidens were notorious for, with music and the Tanbur calling to her the most, showing great talent for musical prowess, magic and the gift of speech, training as a bard to further her goddesses dogma and the tasks, jobs and reputation that a Maiden of Shaeyna is responsible for carrying on her shoulders. Her most recent trip took her to a dwarven mountain town on the edge of a barren desert, where a wealthy elven noble, Lord Varnelis, has hired her and a handful of adventurers to expand into the desert through airship shanty towns, where Nylah hopes to share Shaeyna’s love and care to denisens, and demonstrate the resourcefulness and trickster nature that people overlook in the Maidens.

Kinsy Merrim: Bard 3 (1) Wizard X (5) Lore & Illusion, Forest Gnome, Harper Agent, Chaotic Good, Adventure League. 8/14/10/18/12/14 + Observant feat Combat control and deception. Out of Combat trickster, comic relief, and voice of reason.

Kinsy, a gnome with short, messy brown hair and freckled complexion, was raised in Mistledale within the Great Dale in a small community of Forest Gnomes, She is a sweet little gnome who absolutely refuses to swear, not one to adhere to the laws of the land just because they are laws, but prefers to ensure that people around her are happy and safe, regardless of what rules might say. As by Merrim family tradition, she sought to become a maker of magical items and spells, but the Harpers had other plans, especially after Kinsy had showed a great deal of cunning, cleverness, care and positivity, using her illusions and tricks to keep fights from breaking out, or weigh the odds in her favour. Under Harper training, she sought towards the city of Neverwinter, under the guise of training at the Neverwinter Academy as an illusionist and transmuter, all while aiming to keep her eyes and ears open on what the new Lord Protector, Dagult Neverember, plans to do with his control of the city, more so after being dismantled as Open Lord of Waterdeep. She has also been told to keep an eye on the newly ‘elected’ lord of Nightstone, a paladin of Bane, god of fear and tyranny, who has passively mentioned overthrowing other lords and exploit the civilians for personal gain. She is accompanied by a small owl familiar she refers to as “Zippt.”

Sybil Embermane: Druid 3 (0) Ranger X (5), Hunter & Land (Grassland), Wood elf, Outlander, Neutral Good, unused. 10/16/13/12/16/8 + Mobile Feat. Combat Area Control and Ranged support, Out of Combat survivalist, scout and herbalist.

Sybil, with auburn hair and unfeminine build, was raised and trained as a druid by a splinter faction of the Tel’Quessir hoping to restore the lands that had been damaged and lost to the Elves in generations past when they were annexed for the sake of war, now, her nomadic tribe hopes to survive, living off of the forests of Faerun, cutting down those who would wish to harm ancestral grounds, be they human, dwarven or goblinoid. Sybil had been given a task by her tribe to explore Faerun on her own to understand the hardships that isolation and distrust can bring.

Theresa Webber: Rogue 2 (X) Warlock 0 (1-2), Swashbuckler & Fey, Half-Elf (sun) Sailor background, Chaotic Neutral, unused. 10/16/14/8/12/16. Combat assassin/off tank, 1v1er. Out of combat sass, stealth, party face. Theresa has had the adventurer's blood in her veins since she was young, born to a seafaring sorcerer mother and the elven captain of the “Emerald Sun”, who had raised her into a life of harsh conditions, where no town was her home for longer than a week, leading to the growth of an adventurous, clever and reliable soul who saw others who didn’t live similar lives on the deck as dull and unfortunate. Her bias towards them meant that she wasn’t hesitant to scam them out of their money, or use her elven blood to her advantage. In her teen years, she grew more and more facinated with Sirens and the tales of luring men to their deaths, and hoped to imitate this in her own manner, where she took up the rapier, her own cunning words, and the allure her father had given her through his blood.

Eirthi Bannithlarn: Cleric 1 Wizard X (4), Knowledge & Divination, Moon Elf, Acolyte, Lawful Neutral, unused. 8/16/12/16/13/10 + Lucky Feat. Combat Area Control and Debuff oriented, Out of Combat Scryer, Knowedge buff and judge of character.

Bald, clever and lanky, Eirthi had a strong affinity for study, language and the future, even claiming she had clear images of possible future occurrences in her trances, and had thought that everyone had said images. She was handed over to, and taught by a temple of Ioun after some of the Acolytes had heard about her ability, and hoped to hone them, and excelled in historical, multi-lingual, arcane and religious studies as a Wizard. As she furthered her study, she began to spend more and more time consulting and learning from the acolytes in hopes to enhance her natural ability with the help of the Goddess of Prophesy. In her time in the temple, she has been commissioned by a great many people for readings, translation, and education, but one such commission has gone sour, and the acolyte of Ioun predicts that things are likely to worsen. Saheera: Warlock X (5), Fey & Tome, Fey’ri (Elf equivalent of tiefling) Guild Artisan, Chaotic Neutral, unused. 8/14/12/11/13/18 + Actor Feat. Combat ranged dps and debuff oriented. Out of Combat Party Face, Spy and Disguiser. With a natural lure towards beauty and perfection, Saheera saw her outwards appearance as something she sought to move past to be seen as socially accepted. Unfortunately, she wasn’t given the pleasure, and, in spite working as a tailor for a guild for noble goods and services, she still was scorned and hated, which slowly turned her towards a mutual distrust and spite. Her quest for normality and riches lead her to Yseult, a Sprite of the Unseelie court, who saw this curious individual as a puppet to use for her mischief and desire to break order and the norm. Granting her powers of deception and beguile, Saheera took the form of a High Elf to hide her demonic appearance of smokey skin and jet black hair to that of golden hair and skin like sunlight, to woo the hearts of unsuspecting folk, and since then, has not regretted her decision to work with Yseult.

Rebeka Remora: Cleric 1 Bard X (4), Life & Lore, Half Sun Elf, Acolyte, Chaotic Good, unused. 8/14/10/12/16/16 + Inspiring Leader feat. Combat Healer, buff and control oriented. Out of Combat Party face, skiller and negotiator. Orphaned at a young age as an unwanted birth, a temple of lliira lead by a Half Elf by the name of Lyra Varson along with other acolytes, took in said unwanted births and began to raise them as acolytes to the Joybringer. Rebeka, born with striking black hair and the gorgeous golden skin of her Elven bloodline, had a strong affinity for music and healing, be it physical, magical, mental or emotional, using her talents to care for those who had come for refuge in the temple and aiding in group prayer with the calm sounds of either a harp or flute, equally adapt and capable with both. She is of gentle nature, but Lyra feels that her sheltered life could be bettered by travel, asking her to leave the temple under the guise of a “quest” to spread the teachings she has been given through her music, and to heal those in need of aid.

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