#but I'm drinking a natural cough syrup

[blubushie]

are there any kinds of "bush medicines" you've used, whether by yourself or under the advice/provision of your marrkidjbu? Can you share those stories?

What are some(I say some but really I mean: tell me all about it please) medicinal plants found in Australia? Are there some specific to regions like NT or are they relatively widespread?

I don't know how to word this properly but hopefully I'm getting my message across. I am deeply deeply curious about medicines you can't just go down corner shop to get.

Here's a list off the top of my head of bush medicines I've used. I've also added where you can find the necessary ingredients involved (that I'm aware of, anyway.

Allowed maggot therapy when a cut on my heel got infected. (Flies are fucking everywhere in Australia.) Once the maggots cleaned the wound out I dumped them and left them in a pig I hunted. You're welcome, maggots. Breed and prosper. This wound then had an emu bush poultice applied for antiseptic and it was wrapped until it healed. Scarred but I didn't need to have my food lopped off so I'm considering that a win. [WIDESPREAD]

I've drank red gum kino for my cough. It worked for about two hours before I had to drink more. [WIDESPREAD, I used Sydney red gum but it seems most if not all red gums are so tannin-rich that this works]

Banksia nectar for cough syrup. Holy shit does this work. [NEAR THE COASTS, especially the southeast and southwest]

I've made poultices of paperbark leaves and applied them to wounds. In my experience the wounds heal better and scarring is lessened if you do this. You can also steep the leaves and drink to treat coughs and sore throats. [EAST COAST SOUTH OF BRIZ]

Emu bush, emu bush, emu bush. Whether it's steeping and using it as mouthwash/to gargle or steeping and flushing wounds with it or applying it to wounds as poultices, I've used it. Emu bush is naturally astringent and antiseptic. If drank, it helps remedy headaches and induces sleep. I've used it to treat my insomnia. Treat this plant with the respect you'd show wattle, as it's sacred and is used in ceremonies. [WIDESPREAD EXCEPT TOP END AND FNQ]

Witchetty grub poultice. Hear me out. It works for burns well. You have to cover it with something or it'll dry out though (I've used gauze but cotton cloth with also work). [RED CENTRE, however "witchetty grub" is a general term for the larvae of certain species of moths and I reckon any species with the moniker of "witchetty grub" would work]

Goat's foot. Crush and cook the leaves, then apply to whatever part of you is hurting. It's a topical pain reliever. I use it for burns (and sometimes sunburns) and animal stings. [COASTLINES]

Wattle blossom: hung in the sleeping area to help promote sleep. This is more a "folk" medicine than a bush medicine--in the sense that I have no idea whether or not it actually works or how--but I'm personally convinced of it working. [WIDESPREAD]

Common sneezeweed: drank as a tea for coughs, colds, or chest infections. I used it for my cough. It didn't work very well (not as well as gum kino) but my cough is also because of an allergy which may be why. [WIDESPREAD BUT ESP QLD AND VIC]

Varnishleaf: applied to stings. Chew up the leaf and juice, then apply to the sting. I'm not sure if it has some osmotic effect or if it outright neutralises the venom, but it works. [WIDESPREAD EXCEPT TOP END AND FNQ]

Australian Sandalwood: chew nuts into a paste and apply to small wounds like scratches or scrapes. Leaves can be ground into a poultice and applied to irritated skin. The wood can also be burnt, with the smoke being a mosquito repellent. Like emu bush, treat this plant with the respect you'd show wattle, as it's sacred and is used in ceremonies. [SA, SOUTHERN WA]

Eucalyptus tea: used for treating fevers, chills, and general body pains. Tastes very fucking bitter and you can't drink a lot of it because it's also toxic in high quantities. Back in Oz I would start my mornings off with a cup of eucalyptus tea when I ran out of coffee. [WIDESPREAD]

Broad-leaved paperbark: Chew new leaves to treat head colds. Steep and drink to treat headaches and chest colds. [EAST COAST]

Maidenhair ferns: Astringent and emetic. Steeped as tea and drank to induce vomiting, or leaves eaten raw. Roots also eaten to induce vomiting. [TOP END, FNQ]

Zamia palm: Nuts are eaten raw to induce vomiting. [SOUTHWEST WA]

Indian beech tree: All of tree is poisonous. Leaves are ground and steeped in hot water, then strained and the water is drank to induce vomiting. Additionally bark may be steeped for the same effect. Extremely bitter. This is used before certain ceremonies to purge the body and stomach. [TOP END, FNQ]

Wild cowpea: Roots are eaten to treat constipation. They're better cooked. [EAST COAST, TOP END]

Pale turpentine bush: Steep and drink to help minimise symptoms of tuberculosis and fever. I've used it for fever. [SOUTHERN SA, WESTERN VIC]

Rosary pea: Roots are eaten to induce abortion. I've never seen this used in a person but I'm aware it works. I have however seen it used in a dog that would not have survived if the pups were carried to term. [COASTAL QLD, TOP END]

There's other's I've heard about--Coelospermum decipiens decoction used for contraceptive, the juice of young sandpaper fig roots used to treat skin wounds and blemishes, etc, but the above is what I've seen personally be used, or have used myself. :]

#blu whos #bushman #true blu #code blu

[the-storyteller-and-her-soldiers]

So I Worked Myself Sick... And Recovery

Either that or my usual fall cold has really accurate timing. No matter the reason though I didn't wanna listen and tried to do more chores despite feeling like death. It got to the point I apologized to my mom for not doing more and she instead demanded I take some meds and go lay down. (She rarely gets like this unless she thinks I legit look like death...)

It's nothing bad, just my head in a vice, nausea, scratchy throat that hurts if I open my mouth for any reason, and congestion that eats like 5 boxes of tissues. The usual...

But that got me thinking since even on the verge of me falling over I was like "No, I need to do more, you need to rest... I'm sorry I haven't done more..." I'd totally go into the Spider Society totally ill but brunting through the symptoms like I have many times prior.

A lot of people are sympathetic thinking Miguel drug me in. But when I go to see him, he stops me mid-briefing and demands I go rest. I try to insist I'm fine and I'm going to do the job he gave me since I know I'm not contagious and I need to earn my keep.

Basically reciting crap that he hasn't said about me in years. So what does he do? He webs me up like he did to Miles and takes me back to his apartment. If I'm not going to at least act like I'll listen and get rest, then he's gonna ensure it.

I'm laid up in his bed, cold meds and a warm drink on the nightstand, a bowl of soup still steaming on the other. Miguel wishes that he could stay and do it all himself, but LYLA has it covered. Besides, he did bring me a few home comforts like my laptop and a few plushies. I can't be so restless if I'm buried in blankets and other soft crap. He even lets me log in to YouTube on his TV so that I'm not staring at such a close screen for so long, and he's only used it like 20 times in the years of having the place.

So when he's sure I'm not gonna leave, he heads back to work. He makes sure to tell me and LYLA to keep him updated if I need anything. We agree and it's not too long before I pass out, while LYLA gives updates every half hour like he asked.

Even with all this, he can't help but keep returning to check in on me himself. I'm usually asleep or playing Stardew with some documentary of true crime or a TV show or Book analysis on the TV. It calms him slightly but seeing me cough in pain or bring the trash can to my face causes him to ache.

Y'all can't tell me this man wouldn't be holding some internal guilt for pushing me so hard before, even after I explain this IS most likely all my own doing. So whenever he is back at the main Spider Society Hub, he can't disguise his curt behavior and shorter temper. Not to those who know him well, anyway. Newer recruits just think that's how he is...

But they can't help from wondering where I am, since I've developed a reputation of being the soothing balm he craves. Soon enough rumors started going around that we got into a fight and he sent me packing. But when some people catch him not being in his office multiple times for more than 20 minutes a time, they get worried. Their natural curiosity mixed with Miguel's weirder behavior and LYLA's secrecy would get the better of them and a few Spiders begin to follow Miguel.

When they come across Miguel's apartment, they sneak inside. They then find me, in his bed, in nothing but an oversized top, buried beneath blankets and plushies. The pills are scattered and nearly empty while cough syrup lies without a lid. The soup bowl is now on the floor. To top it all off, I do not appear to be breathing.

SPOILER ALERT! I am, I just am a real heavy sleeper in that regard so even my own mother will wake me up since she fears the worst. Well, even though Miguel had just left, LYLA had informed him of his freaked-out visitors. So he rushes back and he's PISSED since not only are they trespassing, but if they wake me and make me feel bad for resting, he's gonna lose it.

So he surprises these Spider-people from behind and begins lecturing them. But these Spider-people are resistant to his reasoning, considering how he behaved with others who didn't follow his rules like Gwen and Miles.

That's when I wake up, grumpy and groggy because owww... why are people here? But when Miguel sees this, his tone and behavior take a 180. This freaks out the intruding Spider-people even more and they begin getting frantic. I simply pat my throat, and when Miguel scolds me for talking when it hurts, I smile, pat my throat, and shake my head.

I froggily explain what really happened and that Miguel was just taking care of me since I refused to do it myself. I'm not kidnapped, I'm not fired or broken up with him. If anything I'm grateful someone, once again, knocked some sense into me since I have a history of not caring for my own health when it got bad but other people had problems.

This eases the newer Spider-people and everything seems okay as he escorts them out of his place and orders LYLA for another soup delivery... Though I may have helped calm the situation and shown them a much softer side to Miguel that not many have seen since long before the incident with his alt world...

Nothing's gonna help them with the thrashing they get back in the office, but that's not my concern...

#selfshipdom #selfship community #self shipping #self insert #self insert community #selfship #self indulgent stuff #fo community #ship: a different web to weave

[butternuggets-blog]

This spawned from a conversation with someone (I can't remember who I'm so sorry!) about the Horsemen opening a bar/microbrewery called Apocalypse.

****

It had all become a bit of a joke, a campus-wide game of Russian roulette. The microbrewery was across the street from campus, in the basement of an office building, and the experience of drinking there differed greatly depending on who was serving.

Simon got Kronos.

He thought he had been feeling lucky all morning but he suspected that it had just been wind.

The big guy, Silas, was ok. He messed up orders frequently so you were never quite sure what exactly you were going to get but he gave change back and could talk about wildlife and nature for hours.

Caspian was unpredictable. He had put everything from crushed glass to a live cockroach into people's drinks and refused to refund them until they tasted them. Campus legends said he had even urinated into someone's bottle once, but that was likely just a rumor spread by a disgruntled patron.

Adam was known as the 'boring' one. He served customers promptly, the drinks were always correct and cold, and he gave exact change. The philosophy majors loved him because he was always willing to join in on philosophical debates and would often lead them face-first into a heavy rethinking of themselves and their place in the world.

But Kronos?

Kronos poisoned his drinks.

Simon stared at the shot in front of him. He was pretty sure peppermint schnapps wasn't supposed to have a streak of dark green running through it.

He glanced up at Kronos, who smiled at him.

Simon picked up the glass- Kronos was still staring at him- and quickly knocked it back.

Schnapps and...mouth wash. That was definitely mouth wash.

He choked a little, which made Kronos chuckle, and ordered a whisky.

It came with a spoonful of cough syrup mixed in.

'A glutton for punishment?' Kronos' eyes gleamed as Simon swallowed the concoction, only barely managing to hold down a slight retch.

'Here.' Kronos brought a perfectly ordinary looking glass of Amaretto out from under the bar. 'A reward for your bravery.'

Simon eyed the glass.

He sipped it warily, then properly as the smooth alcohol tasted fine. Just as he was finishing it Adam wandered out of the back room of the brewery and stopped short with a sigh.

'Kronos, stop giving cyanide to the patrons. We can't serve people if they're dead.'

#highlander adam #highlander methos #well man strikes back #highlander kronos #highlander the series

[mattohonbung]

kulan cafe

🇸🇴 somali

📍 skyline aka build america plaza in bailey's crossroads, falls church, virginia

📅 dinner; July 2023. 1st time

😋 overall: I literally have no metric for somali food but since it's the only one of its kind in the area, I hope it sticks around. I love getting surprise sides, and they know how to season their damn meat!!!! I'd come back in a heartbeat.

more food pix + detailed review under the cut!

🍵 not pictured is the tea we ordered, 1 cup each. it came out PIPING HOT so we had to wait a bit, but it was so wonderfully spiced (cardamom?). sweet too, but a little too sweet that it got a little cloying once it cooled down. at room temp, all the spices made it taste a little medicinal; reminded me of a natural cough syrup or something. I'd order it again but drink it while it's still hot.

🍚🐔 rice w/ chicken suqar - this was my fav dish! the chicken was soooo tender and well-spiced (not much else you can say about it when you can't identify spices that well lmfao all I know is that i loved every bite). the rice took up half the plate and then some! I loved that it came with raisins; it reminds me of afghan pulao.

I would SO get this again!!!!!!

🥗 didn't take a separate photo of the salad that came with this dish but it was pretty good. I liked taking bites of it in between these heavier meat dishes. the vinaigrette helped lift it! I'd get it again.

it reminds me of the side of salad that kabob places usually include. I wonder if salads are a western influence and what kinds of vegetables are native to Somalia.

🫓🐑 sabaya w/ lamb - it's always a gamble getting lamb or goat from restaurants but I'm so glad I did cos this lamb wasn't dry whatsoever and I loooved the spice rub on it. there were some chewy parts that I had to spit out but it was prob tendon so that's to be expected.

also I was drooling the moment I saw them bring out this plate cos the flatbread looked sooo flaky BUT it ended up being chewy and dry af 😔 it was difficult to pull apart 😢😢😢 I'm genuinely so sad about this cos it prevented this whole meal from being a solid 10

I wouldn't get a dish with sabaya again. I'd have a dish with lamb again tho! maybe I'll try their pasta next time.

🥘 unknown side that has potatoes, peas, and ??? - lol right after the cashier/server brought out the sabaya w/ lamb, he was like "I'm not done!!!" and brought out THIS DISH. and then he was like "NOW the dish is complete." thank god he did cos that sabaya needed moisture... badly

didn't even know that the dish even had sides so i'm not sure how to get it again... but I definitely want it again. I love tasting a delicious spice combination for the first time 🥰

they brought this out a little late into the meal but they also gave us a bowl of their house-made hot sauce, which was made of jalapenos. it wasn't that spicy (tbf the server told us that as he put it down) but its freshness helped lift some items.

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💲 price - $17-$20 for each plate, which I think is fair given the generous portion sizes. definitely stuffed 2 people, with some food left over (mostly carbs haha)

🗒️ other notes - it didn't taste salty or anything while I was eating but once I got home, i was SO THIRSTY i downed half my water bottle like a whale. 🐋

anyway the cashier/server was really friendly to us. after he asked us to rate the food, he made a point to tell us that everyone cooking this food is family and actually from somalia, not like "other restaurants" (who most likely have latino people working in the back).

this plaza feels like the ethiopian version of eden center. hoping i'm not cursing the place as I write this but I wonder when fairfax county will start drooling over the land as ripe for redevelopment and ethiopians will have to organise for anti-gentrification like viet folks are rn (if you're reading this, follow viet place collective)

#somali #bailey's crossroads #falls church #virginia #dinner

[movietonight]

🌻

Okay so I have a fever so this might be super incoherent but I haaate the way we talk about medicine vs natural remedies.

There are so many absolute idiots who are like "essential oils can cure cancer uwu" that a lot of people are overcompensating by being like No Natural Remedy Helps At All Only Pharmaceutical Stuff.

In reality some of them can help to a certain degree! They aren't going to cure covid or whatever but a nice herbal tea can lessen symptoms of your cold and I just made a batch of onion syrup which is super disgusting but it's a natural cough syrup that is super cheap and easy to make when you don't have anything else at home. Just chop some onions, put sugar on that, let it rest for a couple of hours and drink the juice. My family has been doing that for ages. It works. Something about the oils in the onion or something like that. Super disgusting but tastes better than those really bitter ones you can buy at pharmacies.

And like a lot of modern medicine started as natural ingredients that we just made better through chemistry or whatever. Like antibiotics. I'm allergic against penicillin by the way which sucks.

Anyway stan onion syrup and also modern medicine. I definitely just also took a paracetamol I bought at Tesco. This has been an incoherent fever fueled rant.

#Asks #Thank youuuuuu

[absintheanflare]

wtf is moxie soda

ough you're in for it now!!!! get ready!!!! THIS is moxie soda

as it says on the label it's from 1884 but The Wikipedia™ says before it became an actual thing it was originally created as an over the counter medicine in 1876 called "Moxie Nerve Food". and as you may know. Old Medicine Was Not Often Actual Medicine. also fun fact as far as i'm aware the term "[they've/you've] got moxie!" comes from this soda's advertising campaigns.  go check out the wikipedia if you really want to know MORE because they’ve got a huge page for it. in any case i don't know what the original recipe was because now they have caramel colouring and "natural and artifical flavours" which like. whatever. everything has that but you get my point i think. but i DO know that it contains gentian root, which is generally considered an herbal plant, so as it's considered Herbal Medicine it understandably has a very Bitter medicine-y taste. it's also commonly used in many other drinks (albeit alcoholic ones) along with angostura bitters (cocktail modifier, essentially) so it's not an uncommon ingredient in drinks. in any case it almost tastes like root beer except bitter. like, it's still sweet because the second damn ingredient is either corn syrup or cane sugar depending on where you get it from, but it has this like, biting bitter taste at the end that im just. OUGH about. i blame the amount of times i had to have grape cough medicine as a kid. actually if you're weird like me and actually enjoyed cough medicine as a kid i'd heavily suggest getting a bottle of moxie to try if you can find one in your area

#selfpost #answered #moxie soda..... my beloved #gentian root is a very. unique taste. like they aren't wrong that it is in fact distinctly different #because no other soda brand like.. DOES that. every other soda is sugary to the point its almost just. awful #while this is sweet too it then throws in GENTIAN ROOT??? #i know why its because it was originally made as a medicine. but come on #LOVE it i love it

[salvadorbonaparte]

Is it raspberry-flavored tea or raspberry LEAF tea? Raspberry flavor doesn’t do anything. For cramps you need raspberry leaf tea. (I’m not a believer in natural medicine mostly but this one has actually helped me.) And maybe you already know this but please look it up on a drug interaction website for side effects!!!

It definitely tasted raspberry flavoured but I don't know if they put the leaves in there because most of the package was in Russian so I just went by the picture of a raspberry on it. That's good to know though because I thought it just has to be something with raspberry. It tasted really good though! Most raspberry tea I had just tasted mildly fruity but this was like drinking pure warm raspberry.

I'm a believer in natural medicine in the sense that some natural remedies can alleviate symptoms and be used in addition to drugs/treatments unless they have negative interactions or work as alternatives for mild illnesses when there is no access or need for drugs/treatments. For example, when I had covid I made onion syrup which works as a mild cough syrup and it helped me but it didn't kill the virus. Lavender products are calming and make me feel good but don't cure my sleeping problems. Raspberry leaf tea probably helps alleviate symptoms but I also take painkillers. A lot of natural remedies have been used for hundreds of years and are effective in a very limited way and some medicines are based on nature (like penicillin) but anyone trying to sell essential oils to cure cancer deserves to be locked and beaten up. Also everyone should be vaccinated unless they have a valid medical reason not to. This has been my two cents.

#Asks

[the-tough-blondie]

I’ve had this dry cough for like two weeks now. No other symptoms. Just dry coughs that sounds like I’m ripping my throat everytime. That’s it. And it started getting better until I drank some cold shit now I’m back to coughing a bit more and it gets a bit worse at night wether the AC is on or not. I’m pretty sure is just my dust allergy messing me up because I slept for like three months with the fan on my face and since I was a kid I’ve been told not to do that because obviously my allergies act up. But also, what if it isn’t? Either way, my heels go to my baby cousing, my books to my best friend who reads and my dog to my boyfriend. That is all, night night

#I would love to get covid tested buuuuuut of course the test is fucking expensive #so yeah #and since I also can't take too much medicine at the same times because the last time I did I ended up at the hospital fucking intoxicated #(I was in 7th grade) (I also ate a bad cream cheese that day so there was a lot going on there) #so I don't know exactly what to take #but I'm drinking a natural cough syrup??? #idk man #personal #georgina's saying her thoughts out loud again

[crymeariveronceagain]

How do you think keefe would take care of sophie if she was sick? Or the other way around

MMMMM YES

Okay.

Keefe doesn't know what to do. Like, he panics. Sophie gets sick and he starts cursing under his breath and grabbing things from the kitchen and cursing some more as he puts back the jar of pickles because "why on earth would she need pickles? I'm an idiot."

And it's partly because whenever he got sick as a kid he just holed up in his room and didn't move all day.

Soooo now he freaks out.

And Sophie just blinks when she wakes up from her nap surrounded in blankets, with a package of cookies from the forbidden cities on her shoulder, and Iggy breathing on Ella.

Keefe awkwardly walks in and is like "Yooo, how's it going, love of my life?"

and Sophie just giggles until she coughs and goes, "Can you get me something to drink and a couple painkillers?"

And Keefe just bolts.

He's back with the things in five seconds.

Sophie takes her medicine. She's struck with the fact that this boy wants to take care of her so badly but seriously does not know how. He's so worried about screwing it up or messing it up or somehow making it worse.

He can't, and it's adorable, because all he does is stupid sweet stuff like cover her in blankets or pretend like he knows what he's doing when he touches her forehead as she's buried in the blankets and he kisses her forehead and he winces and his hands shake because he just doesn't know what he's doing.

But he's really really trying.

Keefe doesn't really get all that sick, ever.

But when he does get sick, it's like a tree crashed into him, and he's down for the count. He will not move for a solid three days. He can't.

It's like over the years of avoiding getting sick because it meant staying still and staying home it now just... naturally waits till the last minute until it just rushes out and he's hit by a wall and he crumbles.

Sophie knows how to take care of sick people. Her adopted moms have taught her well. She knows that soup makes it better, she knows hot tea makes it better, she knows painkillers and cough syrup. And she brushes her fingers over his forehead with a practiced ease.

"Too hot," she says, softly.

Her grumbles, and tries to sit up. "It's not that bad, Fost--" His whole body shudders.

Sophie gently pushes him back down. "Nope. Stay down, Keefe."

He makes a grumbly noise again, but Sophie tsks, softly.

"You're not gonna get better if you don't rest."

Keefe makes a grumbly, acquiesquing noise, this time.

He deigns to sleep. For a few(ten) hours. When he wakes up, he's alone.

He manages to pull himself to his feet, a blanket draped around his shoulders, and Sophie hears him clattering around in the kitchen and walks downstairs and finds him trying to make a sandwich but his hands shake and his head hurts and she makes him sit down and reheats a bowl of soup for him and helps him back upstairs and eventually he just falls asleep on her shoulder again. And she smiles at him, because.

That's the boy she loves.

#kotlc #kotlc sokeefe #i have a million asks atm lol #and im like #this one!!! was sent to me!!! yesterday!!! time to answer #the one that's been sitting there for literal months: ;-; what about meeee #i'll get to it i promise #kotlc fandom #keefe sencen #kotlc keefe #thanks for the ask! #kotlc sophie #kotlc headcanon #sophie foster #sokeefe #kotlc headcanons #kotlc fanfic #kotlc fanfiction #kotlc drabble #drabble #kotlc mini fic #headcanons #headcanon #sophie x keefe

[writing-good-vibes]

brad dourif characters x reader headcanons: the sick fic

greetings readers !! i had a cold and laryngitis when I started writing this a few weeks ago and who doesn't love a self indulgent sick fic. tagging @theold-ultraviolence because she gave me an excuse to write this when i mentioned it in the tags a few weeks ago 💓. warning for mention of smut (with jack, who else) but tbh you're ill, no real sexy times are happening i'm sorry.

charles lee ray

pretends not to care but he does really

when he's ill he's out for the count and will hole up in bed until he's better but with you he insists you don't mope about

still lets you relax though

sick days are spent in front of the tv with soup and old schlocky horror movies

laughs his ass off if you're voice gets hoarse or you lose it altogether

but will sit for hours trying to decipher your hand gestures to be able to get you what you need or just for entertainment

might put off some business he has to do if you're feeling particularly rough, but don't expect his life to be totally on hold

jack dante

I'm sorry jack I love you but you're useless

he is literally the last person you'd want taking care of you

passes you cough syrup like it's whiskey around a campfire

will not stop drinking it even when you tell him off

honestly its not the worst drug he does so you just let it go and hope it doesn't become an issue that you have to deal with later on

if you throw up he is out

you're on your own

he does not do vomit

this shameless, horny bastard is willing to get sick in an effort to still fuck you

you politely turn him down despite his reassurances

("jack, you'll get sick and then i'll be the one having to take care of you" "i don't mind, you're good at taking care of me" "i mind!" "please, we don't even have to do mouth stuff if you really don't want")

Sheriff brackett

king of sick days

has a kid so knows the score

he's almost as good as doc

brings you soup and medicine and tea and anything else you might need

doesn't complain when you want to cuddle

even though your nose is running and you're gonna get him sick too

if he has to go to work he makes sure you're all set for the day and you will be a comfortable as possible until he gets home

you get better in like three days because the sheriff takes such good care of you

billy bibbit

a natural at looking after you

almost as good as the Sheriff

is willing to get sick with you if that's what it takes to be there for you

which is touching but you have to remind him that if he gets sick too, who is going to look after the both of you?

doesn't stop him from cuddling with you in bed anyway

he worries that maybe you'll get really sick so please reassure him that you just have a cold and it's nothing serious

if you get all feverish he just hold you tighter and strokes your hair to try and settle you

(and of course it does because billy's arms are the safest place™)

doc cochran

takes care of you like it's his job

because it literally is his job, he's the only doctor in town

(but also because he really, really loves you)

this man has not eaten a regular meal in his life but if your sick he will make sure you get three meals a day

you're surrounded by medicine so there is bound to be something he can fix you which will help your sinuses/headache/runny nose

has unending patience if you lose your voice and have to write things down for him

you know you should stay away from him so you offer to sleep on the cot in the surgery rather than in bed with him but he just gives you a look that says 'please stop being so silly'

doesn't like leaving you on your own so gets snippy when he's out on house calls

everyone in town knows when your sick because the doc tries to do everything as quickly as possible (while still doing a competent job) so he can get home to you

grima wormtongue

also not the best at looking after you but he's got the spirit

mostly tells you to rest and will have things brought to you by the house staff

no surprises here but he was pretty sickly as a child and as much as he wants to look after you, he tends to avoid illness like the plague (literally) these days

so although he will drop by to see you throughout the day, he is an and out as quickly as possible

he might stay if you sweet talk him

he's just about to leave again when you say "but my love, I miss you so when you leave"

you can see the conflict in his face as he stands at the door and deliberated if you're worth getting sick for

(of course you are)

tommy ludlow

tommy is an excellent nursemaid

never gets tired of looking after you

(no matter how many times he has to help you get undressed and redressed because your fever is playing havoc with your temperature)

when he was a kid his mom made the best chicken soup in nyc and he knows the recipe off by heart so will make a gallon of it to last the week

he's practically begging miss mars to give him time off work to take care of you

(which she allows)

plays music very quietly to help you sleep

leo nova

leo has a terrible bedside manner

expects you to get better spontaneously when he tells you to

he isn't a total meanie though and will bring home soup and pain killers and a cheesy VHS box set for you to watch

don't mention it to him or he'll never be nice again though

honestly he's bad at taking care of you just because he never gets sick

like ever

so he just doesn't really get what you're going through

tucker cleveland

tucker isn't the most openly sympathetic guy around

but he'll make sure you're okay and comfortable before he goes off to work for the day

and will sit with you when he gets home until you fall asleep

use him as a heater because he is very very warm

he' used to just soldiering on when he's sick and its been a long time since he's had to take care of anyone else so he has to get used to it

#charles lee ray x reader #charles lee ray #sheriff brackett x reader #jack dante x reader #billy bibbit x reader #billy bibbit #grima wormtongue x reader #doc cochran x reader #tommy ludlow #leo nova #tucker cleveland #i get laryngitis everytime i have a cold and i have come to accept the awkward work around of being unsbale to talk properly for a week.. #.. and i know chucky would be the goddamn worse #and jack too he's awful #beloved sheriff and doc are there for you always though #everytime i'm sick i do self indulge in character day dreams tbh #i just want a hug goddamn

[callmearcturus]

fic snippet

lol i'm so fucking pleased with this scene i'm gonna slap it here as a preview

its another flashback, to post-suicide mission, in which garrus is being a wallflower until shepard crashes into him

also technically can stand alone from the rest of from pluto to the pleiades

There are perfectly good bars on the Citadel or even on Illium, but it says something that when Shepard wants to go out, it's to Afterlife.

"If you walk onto Omega in armor, I will personally kick your ass right in the avenue," she tells him. "It's gonna be a spectacle, it's gonna be a scene."

"You realize I was wanted dead by a third of that station, right?" he counters, even as he mentally inventories what civvies he has. Maybe the new tunic, with the gold and green?

"Aria is not going to let us get murdered in her line of sight."

"Your faith in Aria is more than a little scary, Commander."

"Not as scary as me winning a fistfight with a tall, handsome turian right next to the line for Afterlife." She shadow-boxes for a moment, gives his shoulder a knuckle tap, then leaves the battery without another word.

So: yes, after the Collector base, after Hagalaz, drinks are at Afterlife. It's strange to be back there. There's an itch that flairs like a rash, the feeling of crosshairs dancing over the back of his neck.

But, generally speaking, if someone is getting murdered, it's not going to be at Afterlife. Most people try to move their targets to a second location. Aria's presence ensures that courtesy.

He perches on a chair near his preferred turian bartender and orders a Drossix Blue, because he's feeling classy. And because he imagines he will be carrying at least two crewmates back to the shuttle before the night's over.

Presently, he is silent spectator to a Tali'Zorah versus Subject Zero versus Samara dance-off. It might not be strictly competitive in nature, but there is an audience to watch the women take terms just showing off their lithe dexterity. Or, in the case of Jack, her… aggressive, rhythmic posturing and poses.

There is applause from the crowd, and Samara folds backwards, balanced on the toe of her boots as she bends down, down, down, until her crest just barely hangs above the dancefloor, her arms curled over her.

"Damn," Shepard says as she suddenly presses against Garrus, her hand landing firmly on his thigh. "That's one hell of a sight. The strippers here should watch and learn."

Garrus doesn't jump, but its a near thing. His peripheral awareness has always been good, and yet she just doesn't exist on his radar. She's a blindspot. "I think our concern should be for Tali. She's getting tipsy and competitive."

"I don't think quarian legs can do that. She'll learn the hard way." She taps the back of her hand against his keel. "Hey, order me a drink? Last time, the bartender tried to poison me."

He turns his head to peer at her. "Hm. Batarian?"

"Yeah. He's dead now. I didn't do it." She taps him again. She's been very… tactile, ever since their hook-up. "Drink."

He catches her wrist and after a beat of strategizing, he pushes down until her hand settles on his thigh again. Holding it still, he leans across the bar and orders her a drink.

When it comes, it's scarlet, opaque, and comes in a tall chilled glass. He passes it to her and sips his own as he waits.

Shepard takes a swallow, and immediately coughs. "Garrus, are you trying to get me drunk? What kind of girl do you think I am?"

Garrus looks directly at her. At the insistence of his commanding officer, he left his combat scanner at home. This close, he can see the darker freckles in her irises, at the slight dark tint painted on her lips as she holds his gaze and takes another drink.

"Shepard."

Her tongue swipes quickly over her upper lip as she reaches past him to put her glass next to his on the bar. "Officer Vakarian."

His talon catches in the front of her shirt. Now she grabs his wrist, breath rushing out of her mouth. It has the tart, sweet smell of levo alcohol and syrups.

"Whatever game this is, I'd like to know the rules are," he tells her, low and quiet. If they weren't so close, it'd be inaudible.

"I don't know," she says quickly, honestly. "I just… Liara and I talked during the, ah, all that shit that happened, and it got me thinking, so."

"Ah. Was she… upset?"

"At me, which, alright. Join the club. But that's not my point." She glances at her drink, like she wants it, but meets his gaze again. "I just think… I've spent a long time just doing what I have to. Moving from one catastrophe I have to fix onto the next, right? Maybe I should do something I want for once."

"Like… me?" As soon as it leaves his mouth, it feels like a ghost of his past self. Rolling his gaze skyward, he mutters, "Spirits, forget I said that."

"Like you." Her thumb stroked his wrist. He realized he was still holding her by the shirt and tried to let go. It didn't create any space between them. "Whatever you're willing to give me."

He takes a deep drink. Fuck. "You know," he starts, the rumble in his chest so loud it makes his syllables fracture and melt into the sound.

"Tell me. What's the plan, Mister Tactician?"

Okay, he finishes his drink at that, wincing at the burn of that much all at once. "Normandy won't disembark without the XO. We could get out of here."

"Know a place?"

"Yes," he promises, and hands her the tall glass. "Finish your drink."

He can see the urge to make a crack about the order on her face, but she just rocks the frosted glass against her lower lip and tips it back, head all the way back, swaying forward into him again.

Yeah. He knows a few places he'd like to visit right now.

#in which samara does the dio pose challenge and shepard is about as subtle as a brick #sorry i'm just v happy with this segment and i wanna shove it into ppl's faces #shakarian #garrus vakarian

[snezfics-n-shit]

🦠 + ❄️ for miles ?

🦠: cough ❄️: caught in a snowstorm Back in the groove, here we gooooo

There's some implied yhnrmt brainrot in here :3c

No snz but be patient w me I'm warming up here ;o; ~~

Phoenix was greeted by a terrible draft coming from the open front door and a single excited bark from Pess, who must have been awfully disappointed Miles had ended her walk prematurely right when the weather was just perfect for a full-coated Samoyed like herself.

"We made it," Miles panted out before letting out a harsh cough, "not as early as I'd have liked, but we're in now." He firmly closed the door and locked it in hopes of preventing the wind from blowing it open.

"Sounds like you were out long enough to catch a cold." Phoenix frowned. "Larry and Trucy are having hot cocoa in the kitchen; I'm sure the kettle's warm enough for you to have a nice hot cup of tea."

Miles resisted the temptation to protest the assumption he had caught a cold from the inclement weather. As much as he would have liked to argue, given he was chief prosecutor after all, he would much rather have liked some tea and a warm blanket. He let his husband escort him to the couch in front of the fireplace and wrap him in the softest blanket left from Trucy's latest at-home performance, all without any fuss, unless some more nasty coughs counted as a fuss.

"Papa! You're home!" Trucy chirped as she entered the living room. "Do you want to have hot cocoa with us? We made lots!"

"I don't think he's feeling up to it, Trucy." Phoenix pressed his lips on Miles's forehead for a second. No fever, which was good news, but that cough... "Could you ask Larry to make some tea for him?"

"Okay! I'm gonna ask for more hot cocoa, too!" Trucy announced, as if her dads didn't already know that she would do exactly that.

"She's going to be bouncing off the walls at this rate." Phoenix observed.

Miles would have vocally agreed if he hadn't needed to let out another pesky cough, so he nodded instead.

"It's a good thing you'll get something to drink soon, huh? Honey is natural cough syrup, you know? It even tastes better, too. Maybe you could take a spoonful of that straight..."

"That sounds far too sweet." Miles grimaced.

"You're right." Phoenix nuzzled against his husband's cheek. "You already have me and Larry for that."

"Well, aren't you two modest..." Miles rolled his eyes.

"We sure are." Phoenix chuckled before kissing Miles's forehead. "Just take it easy, okay?"

#snez attorney #my wriitng #drabble #winter holiday themed meme #I'm so rusty sorry I'm getting back in the groove

[tarjapearce]

Just A Little Cold ( A Jacob Frye One-shot)

The air was changing, he could feel it as he hopped, jumped, dodged and ducked the roofs, planks and guards scattered around the city of London. Jacob Frye was late again, and he knew that Evie would be in a sour mood at his arrival.

He was preparing himself for a lecture to then be guided on how to help.

"You're late! We don't have the time to waste around!", mimiced his best impression of a pissed off Evie.

The flu had attacked again around the city, the poor being the first in suffering the effects of a precarious life condition and some had already died, others walked down the streets in order to find something to help themselves.

Jogging to the next station, after successfully distributing the packs of pills, syrups and other medical supplies with the help of his Rooks around the Whitechapel and Westminster district, Jacob returned to the hideout.

"You're late!! Again Jacob!" How much he wanted to get a shilling by everytime he guessed Evie's lecture starters, he rolled his eyes at her.

"We dont have time to waste!" "Well, if some Blighters wouldn't have gotten in my way, I would've arrived earlier but now I am here and that's the important. How is she?"

"Marie? Well, she has been as alright as she can be. Hopefully her fever will come down in the next hours." "But the doctor said it's just the flu right?" "Her lungs are... quite weak from the coughing, but doctor said she would do just fine with the proper rest and medications." "I know... just... She has been sick more and more often." "Jacob... She will do just fine. Abrupt weather changes affect us all. Besides the doctor said it was nothing that couldn't be fixed, ok? Go with her. I must go supervise the delivery to Clara."

With a quick check on her things, Evie went out the door.

Careful footsteps roamed closely to the door until his hand reached the doorknob to turn it. The image before him made his heart to sink. Bedridden and tucked away in some heavy blankets was Marie. her laboured breath made her to wince and turn her head.

"J-Jacob?" " Shhh... I'm here, love." "I thought you'd never come." "And miss the chance to see Evie fumming, and you being lovely even bedridden, Not a chance. Plus I have your medicines here." He spoke softly, making his way towards her.

" I hate their taste." "I know... Taste like shoes and rubbish." "How do you know what shoes taste like?" she chuckled weakly

"A story for later. What's important is that you rest and get all dolled up to hunt some templars with me." There was another airy chuckle from her.

" Evie thinks I'm just a distraction to you." " Well, Im surprised you actually think I give a damn of what she thinks of us." "Deep down you do Jacob. She ... just want the best for you and it's considering risks, nothing else." " Remind me to never leave you again with her please? You're starting to sound like her and that's quite scary enough. Here, let me help." His hands gently aided in poising her head on his tigh as he sat behind her, lifting her head enough so she could drink properly the viscous, darkened, and foul smelling syrup- " I know it's not good but, it will help." After a soft groan and disgrunted face at the spoonful of syrup, he smirked softly and ran his fingers through her brunette mane tersely, making Marie to hum in appreciation.

"You could join us, The Brotherhood." "Ah, You know I can not. Health is one important requirement and having the talent is another, and as you can see I have neither of both." "Both can be earned, shaped and they could make you a great assassin." "I know you are... concerned about my wellbeing Jacob. But maybe some people weren't meant to be for such greatness and responsibility. You can always count on me though. None can stitch you up better than I do."

"Cause you are gentle by nature and dont sew me up as if I was a slab of meat." Marie laughed softly and nodded. Her fingers slowly caressing his calloused hands.

"Are you sure it's safe for you to be this close to me? You could get sick." "Even if I did, it wouldn't mind much. Its just a little cold to me, my dear." His hands reached for the wet rags next to her bed and dabbed them on her forehead, wiping out the hot sweat.

Marie was slowly reaching her slumber, Jacob kept dabbing away the sweat, he looked at her and for a moment he smiled fondly.

She had a pair of supple, pale lips that had been kissed by him countless times, those big brown eyes of hers were now closed, resting from the ache, her long, wavy and smooth hair sprawled across his torso and the pillows, her nose was a hint red from the constant sniffling, her cheeks an endearing shade of pink he at times provoked with his words, and her delicate body held with the utmost care he could give. But oh he wouldn't be fooled by that angelique face, Marie could be a true imp if she was angered enough.

"Beautiful dove." Jacob whispered to her ear, removed his hat and gloves, and got comfortable as carefully as he could, to finally fall asleep holding his beloved closely.

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Feeling a bit of fluffy haha. Hope you've liked it ♡.

@iceboundstar @ladye11e @heyellies @sassenach-on-the-rocks @marshmallow--3 ♡

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#assassins x reader #jacob frye #jacob frye x reader #assassins fluff #assassins one shots #assassins creed fiction

[heartsoftruth]

no, the reason you can't put honey in anything hot because it changes molecular structure and all the healthy properties and natural enzymes are destroyed. I'm glad you're trying cinnamon/honey it's really healthy, although I find the mix gross but I plug my nose and drink it lol. also great when you have a cough work better than cough syrup. and honey and cinnamon as a mix without water is great as face mask :) use should use some sort of raw organic healthy honey not processed cheap one tho...

I think it was kinda tasty haha. Maybe I put too little water in it, but I enjoyed it 😋Ooooo. I didn’t know that! So with tea you also have to cool it down a bit - if you use the honey bc you’re sick. Hmm I will look up the facemask things too! Probably will make my skin smell amazing afterwards haha. Thanks again for the help! 😊

[kenayedah-blog]

My shiny teeth & me

Even though I am fully enjoying myself here I do have the feeling that my body can’t catch a break. Physically I’m in a roller coaster and right now the cart I'm in is going down quite rapidly. This time around it isn’t my heart, and I ain’t coughing nor sneezing either. I am currently suffering from an insane toothache. It’s one of my left molars in my upper jaw. Every time I try to eat and recently drink anything it just goes off. In between when I don’t consume something it still hurts, I tried to put Ice against it and take my fair share of painkillers to keep the pain at bay but it doesn’t seem to help much. The natural solution is to go to a dentist, so I called to make an appointment but there was no-one to pick up the phone and the next time I wanted to call the office was closed. This was on a Friday and next Monday it would be February 20th which is Family Day in Nova Scotia. Also known as a provincial statutory holiday in Canada and it takes place on the third Monday of this month. As its name suggests it celebrates the importance of family in the community. Which is a great reason, in my opinion, to have a day off, was it not for the fact that the dentist would also get a day off and I didn’t know if I could handle being in pain for four days. As the Friday night went on I went crazy. 

No matter how many painkillers I took, the excruciating pain continued. At this point, I was contemplating whether or not one could call an ambulance for having a toothache. Whether or not they would have to remove my molar to relief me of the pain. Whether or not a doctor was qualified to do this procedure and if he would give me morphine to cope with it all. Cause I didn’t feel like I would get through this on my own. When Saturday came around I was in a state of pure agony but the only hope I had was coming closer. The open in the afternoon walk-in clinic. I felt so terrible that when I was in the waiting room for 3 hours I just sat down on the floor and held my jaw as I was sure I would faint if I didn’t. When it was my turn the GP took several looks and said I needed to go to a dentist as soon as possible, seeing as that would be Tuesday she gave me pills with the knock-out strength being a little less than morphine. Combined with a ten day supply of antibiotics in case there were any infections even though on the outside my tooth looked fine. Coming back home I took all the pills and if I took just enough then the pain would subside a bit Saturday night. Sunday morning I noticed that if I didn’t wake up to medicate myself during the night then I would wake up with the same amount of discomfort as the day before. However, as long as I stayed on schedule I could feel it getting a bit more bearable which was good news as on today you can 

It’s also the first weekend of the February break, almost all students have a week off which means many go to Halifax or travel around Nova Scotia for a bit. Every department except for the Education Department, no we will have a week off in March instead right before we (hopefully) go on practicum. This means that on my birthday a lot of my friends are gone. Brent decided to stay behind though so we could celebrate. We wanted to go out for dinner and as the day progressed I thought I would be fine as long as I would chew my food on the right side of my mouth. Which is how we ended up dressing nice and going to the Main Street Café a few hours later.

We had a lot of fun and the food was pretty tasty, I took a bite out of the maple syrup salmon before I took a picture cause I was that excited. The crunchy fries with their fluffy inside were just as good. Overall I’m very happy that I could spend my birthday with someone I love. It made me forget the situation I'm in and made me feel more at home even though my family and friends are far away from me. Wouldn’t want to have gone through these 24 hours without him trying to ease some of the pain.

#kenayedah #birthday #toothache #oh well