#i also just learned it is called milk thistle

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Milk Thistle

#big beautiful and very spiky very dangerous #i will not let it self sow nor compost the seedheads #or else it will be everywhere next year #i also just learned it is called milk thistle #or mary thistle #because the white stripes on the leaves are said to be mary's milk... #flowers #my gardens #june

[dionysianchub]

Fatty liver anon here. Did they say why you have it specifically? Its very rarely caused by just being fat, it's usually health issues that can also make you gain weight. If it's alcohol related that's an obvious fix (harder in practice of course), if not there are a few different routes to go down

I'm 5'6 and 240lbs (gained 70lbs so far intentionally after gaining 35lbs from pcos, learning you can't just lose pcos weight with diet and exercise, and realising just being a feeder wasnt what I needed) and while they did say it can sometimes help to lose weight it's more about the pcos which caused insulin resistance and high cholesterol (for other people it can also be from diabetes, underactive thyroid, high blood pressure etc).

As I said I take inositol for the IR but I did also make a lot of lifestyle changes. I've had improvements whilst also lowering how many simple carbs I have and eating more complex carbs and fats instead (dairy isn't great for insulin resistance so I eat so many avocados, nuts and other plant oils as well as oily fish), taking those little cholesterol drinks containing plant sterols, and upping my fibre a lot with both oat bran and psyllium husk. I swim, go on walks, lift weights, and do some of Dr la thoma's YouTube functional bodyweight workout videos+stretches (being specific cause I do rate them for fat people, shes tiny but most are about functionality and ability over athleticism— We aren't in her mind but it's adaptable and useful) for general health/wellbeing and to hopefully keep the visceral fat % and liver fat lower as I gain. I also take milk thistle tablets because some studies show it's good for repairing and protecting the liver. I can't say what specifically has helped the most but I'm keeping it all up because it's working, you'll probably end up doing some experimenting. It sounds overwhelming written out like this but it really wasn't

They said I should try weight loss as well of course but I explained "it would be bad for my mental health so tell me what you'd tell a skinny person" and they dropped it. They tell me I'm obese every time I see them of course because I'm fatter every visit but accept it's not the sole or best treatment option. If you have an ED history they can be more understanding about avoiding WL. I'm personally willing to do anything except lose weight unless I get big enough that I can then lose the 5% recommended (visceral fat goes first, or so they say, and that's around what people can reliably keep off) and still feel good about my body.

One nurse tried to say something about me being on testosterone and only stopped when she realised the gel doesn't metabolise the same way, I'm sure you know what they can be like just don't be surprised if someone decides to blame T. Trans broken arm syndrome strikes again.

Sorry this is long and very ()()()(), I hope it's helpful enough to compensate.

This is wildly helpful! My doctor hasn't even called me since testing, this is just what I've seen from the results of the ultrasound and MRI, but I do know that at the time my liver values were evaluated they did discover I had an underactive thyroid. I've been placed on a synthetic thyroid hormone for the last month or so. Hopefully that helps? I also know that prior to my diagnosis I was eating a ton of sugary foods and carbs, so I've been trying to cut those and eat a more mindful diet. I'll look into the supplements and videos you mentioned as well! Thank you so so much for all your advice!! 💜💜💜

[bonefall]

what are the plot beats of bonefall tpb? i know youve mentioned its very politically focused, but what does the story really look like (if youve got that hammered out yet)?

It's very similar to Canon TPB in terms of plot beats, it's the least reworked arc because I think it's the one that needs the least amount of fixing. Even as-is I think it's a really good narrative against isolationism that just has some moderate stumbles (namely the introduction of BloodClan as the endgame enemy)

The majority of its problems come from its treatment of disability and its... terribly written romance. Even ships that should check out in theory like FireSand I think are just... frustrating at best.

So anyway I'll walk you through the changed plot beats off the top of my head. I'll also make some off-brand title changes for fun

Book 1: Into the Clans

Fireheart is aware of BloodClan to begin with and knows about their warnings of Clan Cats

Smudge has actually been seeing Spottedleaf in the darkness of the forest, she looks like an apparition of death because of her leaf-blight spots and bone-shaped markings

To begin with, more time is spent on Firepaw's apprenticeship before deposing Brokenstar

We're introduced to Channeling, which is an illegal way to contact a spirit... if they're willing to come when called. Spottedleaf does this to try and talk to her brother.

Redtail is not helpful because he is a jerk. Fireheart learns to not be afraid of death because of Spottedleaf's blithe attitude towards it

I also plan to establish at some point here that Longtail and Sandpaw's dads are Runningwind and Redtail and have Firepaw realize that the death of Redtail has affected them deeply

He considers this because he does not know what it is like to have a single dad let alone two, but if it's like losing a mom that's rough

Spottedleaf, Lionheart, and Rosetail die in the same raid where the Frostfour are snatched

Fireheart joins that patrol to retrieve the Frostfour from ShadowClan. Bluestar is on it, also.

Deerfoot is established as a rebel and Tangleburr as a Brokentail loyalist.

Deerfoot and many others don't like what Brokenstar has done, but he's a popular leader and they need help getting rid of him

Bluestar agrees to send the reinforcement they need. Tigerclaw is upset about this, citing that Clans aren't supposed to meddle in the affairs of others. They should just take the kits back honorably

An explanation of the ancient tradition of kit-stealing is given to Firepaw, which he is horrified by, but then he tunes back in to Bluestar rebuffing Tigerclaw with the Queen's Rights. He bows his head and agrees.

After Brokenstar is dethroned, Fireheart is named, and uses tarspot-blighted sycamore leaves to channel Spottedleaf for the first of many times.

Book 2: Blood and Water

Fire and Ice is basically unchanged, WindClan is retrieved, Silverstream is introduced, Cinderpaw and Brackenpaw apprenticed (though they are not below 6 moons this time), Brokenstar blinded, Cloudkit acquired, etc, but there's minor changes to motivations of scenes.

For example, the scuffle that gets Whiteclaw killed is an example of the Right of Challenge in action... and also Deadfoot and Leopardfur are equally matched the abelism in this fight bothers me.

Customary Deadfoot bonkening. All of his opponents get bonked once.

Graystripe's utter failure to train Brackenpaw is not forgotten, this is remembered. Fireheart is also asked to fill the role of Brackenpaw's mentor during the Warriorship ceremony later

Cloudkit is raised by Fireheart alone, Brindle just suckles him because Fireheart can't make milk.

Brindleface's kits are swapped! Ashkit is born later; the childhood friends of Cloudtail are Elderberry and Ferncloud.

Book 3: Old Secrets

In general THIS is the book where we would get an actual description of Thistle Law and its name

Fireheart also learns about Bluestar's Forget-Me-Nots, her old group of friends, and he starts to piece things together quicker than in canon.

For newcomers: The Forget-Me-Nots were a friend group of Bluestar, Deadfoot, Ashfoot, Barley Sr, Lizardstripe, and Oakheart. Her love of these people is what causes her to lead the way she does, helping all clans in a way unlike any other leader before her.

Similar to canon this is the book where Silverstream dies, Graystripe leaves, Tigerclaw is exiled, and Brokentail is poisoned. Not much else is different.

Book 4: Rising Fire

Runningnose does a little bit of epidemic. As a treat. Kills Cinderfur and Nightstar and installs Tigerstar

This is the book where Longtail starts to rise up as a close ally of Fireheart, more reliably than his younger sister Sandstorm who has more of her own mind.

The apprenticing of Elderpaw and Fernpaw is changed; Dustpelt is too young to have an apprentice and is rewarded for his loyalty by becoming the secondary apprentice of a Clan builder.

Frostfur gets Elderpaw, Darkstripe gets Fernpaw

Dustfern does not happen while Fernpaw is an apprentice, ick. She admires him one-sidedly while he is a young warrior arguing loudly with her awful mentor, though.

Snowkit is given some extra personality as being serious like his mom, and quite religious.

He is also a friend of Tawny and Bramble.

His death after the forest fire by a hawk is unchanged; and the start of Bluestar's cruelty arc.

We get Littlecloud and Whitethroat's thing, Cloudpaw's abduction, the beginning of Bluestar's cruelty arc, the forest fire, RiverClan sheltering them, and the deaths of Snowkit, Yellowfang, and Runningwind largely unchanged.

Book 5: Paths Chosen

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Bluestar's cruelty arc continues

Ashfur is born in this book

Graystripe refuses to let Leopardstar murder Fireheart and is exiled; his kittens remember this

Cloudtail is made a warrior and Swiftpaw and Brightpaw go play with puppies

IMPORTANT: Brightpaw's "Dishonor Title" is SWIFTHOUND, it has nothing to do with her scarring. Her actions got Swiftpaw killed and that is what is dishonorable about this. Scars are a desirable trait in this rewrite.

It's a dare to StarClan; take her as Swifthound or make her live with this name.

Shuffle: Tigerstar lays claim to his kits after Swiftpaw dies, that was his oldest son and he says that ThunderClan is not capable of protecting his children

Shuffle: Sandstorm is the new mentor of Tawnypaw, Brackenfur is too young.

Firestar is aromantic, no confession scenes. These two actually have kittens together later as a form of honor-siring with coparenting.

They do the dog relay race, Elderpaw replaces Ashpaw because Ashkit is literally baby rn

Longtail replaces Graystripe on this race because Longtail's got zoomies and Graystripe's extra thick; NOT a runner.

Bluestar dies

Also as a side note the redux of Bluestar's Prophecy opens up right here, with Lizardstripe playing as her defense lawyer in StarClan and the trial framing the story. Thistleclaw also LEAVES StarClan in that book in protest to Bluestar being allowed in.

Book 6: Hour of Need (but also it would be funny if this one was called Before The Dawn and then TNP opened up with Dawn lmao)

Tigerstar actually offers BloodClan land in exchange for them helping him. This is important.

Fireheart evolves into Firestar like canon

Sorrelkit's poisoning results in her developing epilepsy after this, which will follow her for the rest of her life.

TigerClan officially forms... though I am thinking of pushing this back to the previous book so it's formed for longer.

The Bonehill is actually a really stupid idea in-universe and cats are working themselves to the BONE HHA to finish this incredibly pointless vanity project

I'm thinking a TigerClan rebel actually fetches Raven, Fire, and Gray to get them to help save the prisoners. Unsure who; maybe Primrosepaw or Reedpaw.

Execution of Stonefur like canon

There are several TigerClan rebels, one of which is Deerfoot, who help the Halfclans escape. Jaggedtooth is another, Primrosepaw, Reedpaw, Pikepaw, and Mosspelt as well.

In escaping, the only cat captured is Deerfoot

He refuses to rat out the other rebels, saving their lives, and is executed for it

Tangleburr is distraught

Later, WindClan is attacked and Gorsepaw dies.

Laterer Tigerstar gets unzipped by Scourge

AND THIS IS THE BIGGEST CHANGE;

Firestar calls to speak to Scourge, to ask what it is he really wants

He essentially learns that Scourge is sick of the dishonor of Clan cats, he was promised forest and he will have it. Diplomacy breaks down and the battle must happen

When Firestar and Scourge fight, Firestar dies once, revives, and beats him by ripping the collar off, but sparing his life.

"A true warrior does not need to kill to win their battles"

Scourge calls for a retreat

The Clans Win; but a lot of cats died on both sides

Longtail, not Graystripe, becomes deputy

Epilogue is ThunderClan, WindClan, and occasionally ShadowClan (but they're difficult) engaging in diplomacy with BloodClan, including trade and foraging rights.

Aaaaaaaand there you have it! Bonefall TPB summarized. If something wasn't mentioned here (like Tawny defecting) you can assume it happened in the book in a similar way.

#Bonefall Rewrite #Bonefall TPB #Bonefall Rewrite Summary

[dragoneyes618]

So there's this rogue kit. Officially, she has black fur with brown flecks and yellow eyes (I'll explain why later)but unofficially, I keep imagining her as gray.

She was born without a front right paw. Her mother, who is rather callous, to put it mildly (again, I'll explain later) had three other kits and decided not to bother to waste milk on a three-pawed one. She didn't even name her. However, she couldn't quite bring herself to abandon her kit so young. So she waited until the kit had opened her eyes and started walking, and then she picked her up and carried her as far away as she could walk and still be back at her den at nightfall and then left her there.

Technically, she could still survive. Never mind the fact that she's between 1/2-1 moon old and is not anywhere near weaned. Anyway, so she would have died, except that a young tom named Strike (black fur, white stripe in the middle of his forehead) found her. If he was a Clan cat, he would be the age of a young apprentice. He brought her back to the group of rogues where he lived.

This group of rogues basically had a mentality that if you live with them, you contribute. If you don't, get out. They weren't going to let a kit die, though. So they gave her to a she-cat named Prickle whose personality matched her name and told her to nurse her.

Prickle basically treated the kit like Lizardstripe treated Brokenstar. She didn't name her either. She actively encouraged her three kits (they all have names like Thistle and Thorn) to bully the kit. She didn't give her enough milk, and weaned her very early. After all, she was missing a paw! What was the point?

The rogues decided that the kit should help Fox. Fox was the closest thing they had to a medicine cat. He was pretty good with herbs. So the leader decided that he should be the healer. But Fox was like, "I don't want to be your healer! I want to go hunting!" But the leader was like, no, this is what you know, this is what you do for us, take it or leave it. So Fox resents being stuck gathering herbs all day and treating injured cats and occasionally ridiculed by them (until they need healing, of course).

Guess who he takes it out on. Yup.

Think of Fox as a genuinely mean-spirited Jayfeather. Jayfeather grumbles and grumps at people, but he's nice inside. Fox isn't.

The kit doesn't really get enough to eat either, because she's a kit and has no one to bring her food and even when she does manage to get prey, someone always says something like how it's being wasted because they don't think she's going to last long, what with having only three paws.

She has her own nest (nest: a piece of moss that happened to be growing there, although to be fair, that's what the nests of at least half the rogues look like) between the roots of a thin tree. After her "foster littermates" jump on her there one two many times she, at the age of less than three moons and with only three paws, learns how to scramble ungainly up the tree. Desperate times, desperate measures.

Pretty much the only cat who actually pays attention to her and is nice to her is Strike, the cat who found her. He feels somewhat responsible for her, since he found her in the first place. He finally gave her a name: Echo, after his mother.

Strike tries to do things like saving her a mouse and teaching her to hunt (while trying to ignore Fox's comments and grumbles) but he's like eight moons old, and he has to take care of himself, too, since the rule is basically "if you don't hunt then you don't eat." It works out pretty well for the able-bodied cats who are actually able to stick up for themselves instead of, you know, helpless kits.

Echo dreads helping Fox, but she has to. He'll give her quick instructions that he never mentioned before, won't repeat them, and then get mad that she mixed up the herbs or something. He'll cuff her hard with unsheathed claws, and also she's a kit, not even an apprentice, so it'll actually knock her off her paws. Sometimes he'll pick her up and throw her into the wall. He's cruel, even.

He's basically angry at the world and taking it out on Echo.

I feel really mean now. Don't worry, her life gets better! Not right away, though.

Echo's experiences "helping" Fox in the "medicine den" left such an impression on her that, even seasons and seasons later, the smell of herbs makes her feel anxious and sick.

At some point Fox knocks Echo into a river. She was never sure if it was accidentally or on purpose. Did I mention it's leaf-bare?

She can't swim, but she survives by clinging to a branch, and eventually washes up in the shallows of the river, where she stumbles out and walks until she collapses under a bush just inside ThunderClan territory. So one fine morning a patrol is patrolling and somebody smells something odd and finds a half-dead, half-frozen kit under a bush.

They bring her back to camp. She wakes up in the medicine den, which is not very good for her, and neither is the presence of Jayfeather or Alderheart, since they smell of herbs.

Daisy is there, though. Daisy basically ends up adopting her. This is good for Daisy, too, as she's recently lost two of her own kits, Rosepetal and Berrynose. Anyway, so once Daisy convinces her to tell them a little bit about herself, they realize that a. call back the patrols, we're not finding a mother anywhere near here, and b. we are not sending her back to those rogues.

One of the first advocates for taking Echo into the Clan is Twigbranch, because she knows what it's like to be a kit alone with no family. Another one is Jayfeather, because he's like "When I was a kit you didn't know what I would be able to do and yet here I am," although he probably says it much more rudely.

For the first week Echo sleeps by herself underneath and behind one of the big rocks in the hollow. For the second week, she sleeps in the nursery but by herself. For the third week, she starts sleeping in Daisy's nest.

On Echo's first day out of the medicine den, she steps out, glad to be out, realizes everyone is looking at her, freezes in panic, and then runs to the nearest den and hides there until Daisy finds her, and that's how she ended up becoming friends with the elders and hearing all the Clan stories.

The apprentices basically adopt her as their mascot.

At the age of six moons, Echo is given the name Echopaw and apprenticed to Twigbranch.

It turns out (Echopaw likes to imagine telling the rogues this) that just because she has only three paws doesn't mean she can't hunt! It's hard, yes, but she can do it! She caught a mouse all by herself! So there!

Finleap and Brightheart give her tips on how to compensate for a missing limb.

At her first Gathering the other apprentices are like "You have no paws! Don't be silly, of course she has paws! But she's missing one! What happened? Does it hurt? How do you walk?" and she's like, "Like this," and walks a few steps to show them, and they're like, "Oh, cool," and then go on to the next interesting thing to talk about.

At some point, she meets Strike again. He decided to leave the rogues and go out by himself. What made him do this was the fact that a kit-Echopaw-disappeared and nobody bothered to look for her. They barely even noticed she was missing. He decided that he didn't want to be part of cats like these, and if it meant being on his own in an uncertain future, than so be it.

(No, Strike and Echopaw do not end up being mates when they grow up. He's like a big brother to her.)

The first time Violetshine sees Echopaw she stares at her in horror, then says, in answer to Twigbranch wondering what's wrong, "Nothing. Nothing." and then quickly changes the subject.

Because she recognized Echopaw.

Echopaw is the near-double of her mother, Raven.

Yes, that Raven.

Hence the black fur and yellow eyes. The brown flecks are from Echopaw's father, Roach.

The only cat who knows this for sure is Violetshine. She may or may not tell Twigbranch. The ShadowClan-former Kin cats may or may not have recognized her, as well as the ThunderClan cats who went to the gorge in The Apprentice's Quest.

Violetshine doesn't tell Echopaw, because she doesn't want her to carry this burden.

Echopaw is nothing like her mother. Bramblestar and Tawnypelt can sympathize.

Oh, And at some point she might meet Crow, one of her brothers, who it turns out is actually decent!

I don't actually have a warrior name or anything.

#warrior cats #daisy #daisy warriors #twigbranch #alderheart #jayfeather #violetshine #thunderclan #brightheart #finleap #child abuse #raven #raven warriors #raven warrior cats #roach warrior cats

[magistershmagister]

The air is frosty and biting when Adrian makes his way into the Tiber Septim Inn. He was traveling from the Market district to his home in the Temple district and had taken a wrong turn in Green Emporer’s Way, placing him in the Talos Plaza. The lights coming from the Inn took a soft golden hue, promising warmth, and if the raucous voices inside were any indication, the drink was good and the patrons lively. He caught a faint whif of fresh bread and made his mind up to stop there, if only for one drink. He could berate himself in the morning.

The minute he enters he is bombarded by cacophonous voices and heat coming from not only the fireplace lit on the far side of the room, but also the bodies packed in as tightly as a bundle of milk thistle in an alchemist’s satchel. Mud caked boots stomp all over freshly polished floor boards, and amber liquid sloshes out of many a mug; making the night look like a lively time indeed.

It is in this crowded tavern that he first sees her. She is beautiful; her fingers are lithe and graceful and her voice is lilting and melodic, breaching hypnotizing. Most of all, he cannot look away from her hair, which is a color he can scarce describe.

He somehow finds his way to the bar despite not looking away from her for even a moment, and leans over the counter to whisper to the barkeep, “Who is that woman? Is she your bard? I’ve never seen her here before.” Not that he often allowed himself to indulge in the drink.

The barkeep doesn’t look up from the mug she’s wiping down as she responds, “Who, Síf? She’s the daughter of some friends of mine over in Skingraad. Been traveling around Cyrodiil selling her voice before she heads home and settles down. We’re her last stop.”

“Her last stop you say?” He murmurs, a frown finding its way onto his face.

“Looks like I have some work to do. How about more ale before I head over eh, Ysolde? Liquid courage they call it.”

Ysolde laughs, her Nordic roots making an appearance as her booming voice fills the air around her with mirth.

“Aye Adrian, I’ll sell you that ale, but no honeyed words from a drunk man are going to sweeten stubborn Síf’s pot. A good lass with standards that one is.”

He pays no attention, only slides his septims across the table and accepts his ale almost absentmindedly. All of his attention is focused on Síf and the way her fingers move as she strums her lute.

And if you could have seen her there

Boys if you’d have just been there

The swan, was in her movement and the mornin’ in her smile

All the roses, in the garden

Would bow and ask her pardon

For not one, could match the beauty of

The queen of all Elsweyr.

It was a song he’d heard before, a popular ode to Euraxia Tharn, queen of the city of Rimmen. But never before had the song entranced him such as it did now.

Eventually, when the patrons of the Inn grew too drunk to stay awake and the strain in Síf’s voice became evident, people began to meander back to their homes and discontented wives.

Adrian stayed seated at the bar and nursed his drink, all while watching the bard pack her instruments tenderly into their cases. Through the night he had begun to notice other unusual things about her, though none of them struck him as odd enough to deter his interest.

She had freckles, quite a few. It was, quite frankly, the first time he’d seen so many freckles on one person’s face. He also noted they did not take away from her beauty at all. In fact, they might have made her that much more striking.

Her eyes did not match. One was the Forrest green he was accustomed to seeing on red heads, and the other was a murky brown that reminded him much of the Nibenay River. Her eyelashes were thick and just as red as her hair.

She was by far the smallest nord woman he’d ever seen. Perhaps small wasn’t the right word. She was still thick, her shoulders were at least as wide as her hips, and she was lightly muscled as most nord women are. No, she wasn’t small, but incredibly short. She stood at least a foot or so below him, at 5’0 even he’d estimate. As an Imperial he was quite used to Nordic women matching him in height if not surpassing him.

When he saw she was ready to retire to her room, he forced his anxiety to the bottom of his gut and made his way to to stand in front of her, fearing that an approach from behind would startle her - women had to be careful these days.

“A fine voice you have there. Where does a girl learn to sing like that?” he started cheerily.

Despite her obvious exhaustion, her smile reached her weary eyes, making his heart pump faster. He forced down the instinct to grab at his chest in fear that she could somehow hear it.

“I appreciate that you think so. My pa used to take me on walks in the mornings and ask me to sing back to the sparrows that chirped in the trees,” she answered, her smile turning to one of melancholy.

“A song in the morning leads to traveling the land with nought but a lute on your back?” Adrian inquired.

She laughs. Adrian happens to think it sounds just like a song bird.

“Aye, I suppose it does. If you’ll excuse me now good sir, I’ve got to rest this voice if I’m to earn tomorrow’s supper.” She moves to excuse herself but Adrian side steps. As soon as her eyes meet his, he knows this was a mistake. There’s a question in her mismatched eyes. Do you know where this path leads? They ask. He swallows nervously.

“Wait! Ah, that is- um, my name is Adrian. Adrian Draconis. And I was wondering if perhaps I could see you tomorrow?” He takes a small step away from her as he speaks, willing her to see he is no threat.

Her posture relaxes and she smiles wryly. “Sure,” she says, and his heart leaps into his throat, “I’ll be playing here every night for the next month. Feel free to stop by the Inn.” And with that, she turns and makes her way to the second floor.

Adrian releases a breath he wasn’t aware he was holding. Vaguely, he can hear Ysolde’s thunderous laughter in the background.

“That wasn’t naivety just so you know, my boy! That was a rejection.”

He composes himself quickly and turned himself to keep from staring after her.

“As I’m sure you’ve heard, I’m a persistent man. You don’t succeed in a business like mine, with all the competition, if you can’t play the long game. One month is more time than I need.” With that, he left the Inn, Ysolde’s laughter still echoing behind him.

#skyrim #tes #the elder scrolls #skyrim oc #Escritura de Mae #skyrim fanfiction #im not sure what to call this yet tbh

[m4vmarketing]

Herbal Viagra for Lasting Longer in Bed

Perhaps no other drug in the entire history of humankind has achieved as much fame (and at the same time, notoriety) as Viagra. Targeted at curing impotency, this drug - developed by the pharmaceutical giant Pfizer - has achieved almost cult status, with sales of over hundreds of thousands of pills everyday around the globe. The success of Viagra itself speaks volumes about how prevalent impotency is among men all over the world.

However, ancient sciences like Ayurveda and Unani have been known and practiced several natural medicines for treating impotence since centuries, and that too with positive results. These therapies are herbal, and most of them have been proven for their efficacies in the western world too.

But before going into details of the natural treatment options available for impotence, let us see what the real Viagra does. Viagra is the trade name for the drug sildenafil citrate. When it is consumed, it helps the blood flow to focus better on the corpus cavernosa of the penis. The corpus cavernosa is composed of several spongy tissues. When these spongy tissues are engorged with blood, the penis becomes hard, which is the state of erection. Thus, Viagra brings about a temporary erection by filling the corpus cavernosa with blood.

There are some disadvantages when a person consumes Viagra. One of the most important ones is that Viagra needs to be continuously used to obtain an erection. No Viagra, no erection. And those who use Viagra know how expensive the little blue pill is! Health-wise, Viagra can produce explained common colds, headaches and dyspepsia. Sometimes, Viagra can produce embarrassing prolonged erections. Prolonged use of Viagra can cause loss of peripheral vision and also total blindness. There have also been cases known of men suffering from heart attacks when having sexual intercourse under the effect of Viagra. Hence, the medical fraternity has always maintained that Viagra is a potentially harmful drug.

This has led both medical experts as well as users to keep seeking for alternatives to Viagra. This has made the herbal supplements ever more popular. The sudden interest of the western world in the Ayurvedic herbs and supplements for the treatment of impotence is due to the success of the Viagra. Before that most men were learning to cope up with their conditions of impotence.

However, now that we know that several herbal supplements exist for the treatment of Viagra, let us see how they affect the male penis. All these are carefully made preparations by mixing just the right amounts of several herbs and then carrying out several intricate processes for blending them. Since the name Viagra has become so common, these preparations are called as herbal Viagras in slang, though they have nothing to do with Viagra. Viagra is a chemical drug, herbal Viagras are made of herbal constituents.

But just like the original Viagra, the herbal Viagras work in two ways:

(i) they improve the circulation of blood to the penis and (ii) they alter the hormones so that the male has better libido.

Herbal supplements are used for the treatment of not just impotence, but several other male sexual problems such as weak libidos, penis curves, penis enlargement, premature ejaculation, etc.

The important herbal constituents used in herbal Viagras are Panax ginseng (Indian Ginseng), Rosemarinus officinalis (Rosemary), Avena sativa (Oats), Muira puama (Potency Wood), Lepidium meyenii (Maca), Ginkgo biloba (Ginkgo), Tribulus terrestris (Caltrop) along with scores of other herbs. The first thing that these herbs do is to improve the circulation of blood in the region of the penis, which causes harder and more permanent erections. One more important function is to improve the male sexual hormone, testosterone, which helps in increasing the male libido and also to make the man perform the sexual act better. Some of these herbs can have antidepressant properties, which are very much beneficial in the treatment of men who are suffering from problems pertaining to weak erections.

In the Indian Ayurvedic tradition, there is a whole list of more herbs which are used in the preparation of herbal Viagras. These are different from the above herbs, in the sense that they are used almost exclusively for the treatment of impotence. Some of these herbs are the dong quai, kava, blessed thistle, black cohosh, golden seal, etc. These are the same herbs that are used in the enhancement of breasts in females.

In recent times, a particular substance called as yohimbine has gained a lot of popularity in the treatment of male sexual problems. Yohimbine is extracted in its hydrochloride form from the tree Pausinystalia yohimbe, indigenous to West Africa. Yohimbine hydrochloride has been proved to generate better and more sustained erections in men. It is being widely used nowadays in alternatives to Viagra. Some Ayurvedic supplements are using yohimbine in their preparations.

Herbal Viagras are made by carefully mixing specific herbs like those mentioned above in the proper proportion. They might be mixed in some oils, or burnt into ash, or molten into a semi-liquid semi-solid kind of preparation, or prepared in some other way. The basic intention is to make the best use of the chemicals present in the herbs. The herbal Viagras are generally to be taken with milk.

Since the herbal Viagras contain more than one herb in them, one major plus point becomes that a single preparation can be used to treat several male sexual problems at once. Also, since they are made of natural herbs, they do not have major side effects like the real Viagra does.

But some precautions need to be taken. First and foremost, if you are suffering from hypotension, you need to ask an Ayurvedic doctor whether you can have the herbal Viagra. Some people claim that since herbal Viagras alter the hormonal balance of the body, they are potentially harmful. This is true indeed if the herbal Viagras are taken for a long time. There may be interference with other hormone-driven activities of the body. Some components of the herbal Viagras can also cause depression, dyspepsia, headaches, common colds, etc. when used separately. However, whether they can cause the same effects in their mixture form or not is yet to be studied properly.

[talesofealdancynedom]

Tiberius Blacstorm, in fairy robes. don’t you love when you accidentally flatten all the layers of a half finished drawing in photoshop?

Tale 19: Meriam Craweleoth: Mage Queen of The Grand West (chapter 1 -  One Day 2/10) part 4. Stories of Old

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One day, a woman of the Far North of Algonquia, came into the royal halls of the Grand West. She came baring kingly gifts. The King was presented with a sword that could cut anything, and a bow that shot any arrows of any material or spell. They were perfectly polished silver, with fine etching, and set with amethysts. But these gifts weren’t from the far land of Algonquia; They were from a hermit who lives by the mountain boarders between that land and Celticia. They were likely forged in the Hafokheofen volcanic fields, that are rumored to be between the north kingdoms. The peasant lady lay the gifts before Meriam and her king husband; not as gestures of peace, but as a wedding gift. Yet neither of them knew anyone who would send such magic craft their way, as only a friendly gesture without political meaning. But Meriam knew; she knew magic objects came from one source. A Warlock.

“Mage Helrem Monafyra, and his family, sends you fine tools from his forge, with good wishes towards your union. He said he had made these radiant magical arms, and thought no better use for them then to be gifts of magic comradery.” The woman said, curtsying and leaving the palace. Helrem’s messenger spoke good Old Anglian, and knew good etiquette. It caught Meriam off guard.

“My dear, I do not know how to use tools of magic, nor need them.” The King said. “As I vowed, I will not attend another battle; Even if I trained to use a bow and blade.”

“That isn’t the part that confounds me. It’s rather nice of him; this Warlock Helrem, of whom we’ve never met. I knew a warlock when I was young; He taught me much of magic. They’re a passionate lot; but in an odd way, not a normal way. Like seers are with their area of magic study. Instead of going on wondrous enthusiastic rants, however, they methodically brood and are most saucy…” Meriam mused. All the while, admiring the fine work. “For example, my friend’s uncle in Francia, made a stone pedestal with short pillars he called a gate; that summoned the shadow veil, allowing fey and mages to wonder between the layers of our world. He could use it to sneak to other lands through the shadow veil. He said all lands have a gate to a fey kingdom. Didn’t say much else about his work….”

“That’s terrifying.” The King said. The courts began to gasp. A structure that allowed men to enter magic. Even more, other lands wielded such magical devices, and Anglia did not. The courts began to beg Meriam to make a gate. One to the Raven Kingdom of the shadow veil. The people of magic in Anglia are housed by the Raven King; thus, it made sense.

“I would love a gate to easily transverse time and space, to ease my peace missions. But alas, I do not know how.” Meriam confessed, sheathing the sword and adorning it.

“Warlocks make magic things, and magic is taught, correct? Why not visit this kind Helrem fellow, and ask him for instructions? Check the people of the mainland while your about; There is a new trading post on the east banks, that would love word from their King.” the King said. “Unfortunately, it might have merchants…I don’t like merchants; or the idea of you being around merchants. They carry all sorts of sickness.” He confessed. Meriam shrugged, and immediately gathered her men. It was very sudden.

           The new mainland trading post, was a half day on horseback, and a day’s sail to the inlet. The trading post was small, and unguarded. The streets were half cobbled, and the houses made of poorly bound wood, perfectly nestled beside each other. There was all of one stone bridge, which separated the small market form the residents. Anything that was stone, was a black marble; including the entirety of the new town hall. Above the town hall, was a wooden banner saying: “Pepperidge.”

In her black velvet fairy robes, gothic makeup, and her uniformed knights in toe, Meriam walked right down the main street; and no one blinked an eye. The peasants and merchants were oblivious to the world. Too busy with daily life to care. It made Meriam uncomfortable. Then she heard a scream from a shack with a poorly drawn cow on it. Having nothing better to do, she went to see what was the problem.

           On the floor at the feet of some milk maids, lay a filthy boy with hazel hair, laying face down in the dirt and used straw. Meriam considered asking what is the meaning of this, with queenly authority, and then decided against that approach.

“Is there something wrong?” She asked.

“This town’s orphan…” the lady began. Then she gasped. “Mage Queen Meriam! Oh, your highness, we are so very sorry-”

“You were saying?” she asked bluntly.

“Oh yes, my lady; this is Tiberius Blacstorm. He’s a mage. He glowed with a bronze and black aura, then just flopped like a sack of flour.”

“He may have gone dark and needs medicine.”

“That would require money; the merchants are unkind, but they pay well for our favours. But we do not want to share with this peeping tom. Poor thing, though; no one to miss him.”

“I’ll take him.” Meriam shrugged. She gestured for on of her confused knights to get the boy off the floor. Then she gestured again when he didn’t move. He looked at Meriam with surprise to make sure it was him, then he picked up the boy, put him on his horse. He was a lot like a diminutive bag of sand… Meriam jumped on her familiar Nihten, and led her men, and the orphan, off on the northern trail.

“My Queen, I am questioning my loyalty. Why are we taking this orphan?”

“He’s a mage. He needs a teacher. We are going to a mage who is not me and can teach him.” She called back. “Give him some water. He will need to recover from the bleeding and fever. I can make a potion when we next make camp.”

“What about the Eldorman of…Pepperidge, my Queen?”

“What Eldorman? Did you see an Eldorman? Because all I saw was an anarchy of disorganized burghers, and a milkmaid brothel. Not to judge peoples tastes; they were well endowed and unlikely to carry smallpox.”

“Ah, yes; and what of this here orphan my lady.” The squire said gesturing to Tiberius laying limp over the mare like limp spinach. Meriam looked down in distaste and consideration, then back to the trail. Tiberius was leaving a trail of blood on the path behind them; then a sign of life! He murmured a quiet word of indecency towards his life.

             It was a long journey, but Meriam’s time magic made quick work of that. There was sense of urgency, as Tiberius was not recovering from going dark. He spoke a little, and when he did it was small jokes. Life without parents had made him malnourished, dirty, and weak; He must have forgotten what it was like to be cared for. Meriam’s potions of warm thistle, and healing charms she sung to him to help him sleep, did nothing but stall Tiberius’ poor condition. Meriam was disheartened; she had help heal many people ,who have felt the deaths flush after being consumed by emotion and magic. She almost forgot she was going to Helrem to learn to make a gate for the Grand West, not help a homeless ill boy. Tiberius had a charismatic way to him, that made everyone quickly invest in his wellbeing. Meriam asked what magic job he would want as a mage, and Tiberius shrugged. The knights asked what happened to his family, and Tiberius said he didn’t remember. He only said that he loved Pepperidge, and was excited to meet Helrem in another land.

While tending Tiberius, the travel party needed a safe route. They traveled silently through the north of their kingdom, through the Celticain borderlands to avoid Francia, and up the mountains marking the beginning of the Far North. The air became cold, and the earth warm; a coating of snow hiding the geothermal activity to the north west. But they were not given any information aside form this, as to where Helrem lived. In need of further guidance, Meriam wandered around aimlessly; those that are lost in Ealden Cynedom, will attract a specific type of fey. As a red sun set and an aurora painted the incoming blackness of night, a midnight blue mothkin appeared; large fairies that sleep as giant moth’s, but turn into a soft robed ethereal human form, that guild any lost humans, to their destinations. They lust for it. With a piece of emergency shortbread, Meriam easily got the fairy to take them to Helrem’s cabin. It was less than fifteen minutes from their current location; which they were also uncertain of. The mothkin was so happy to have helped, and she enthusiastically offered to take them back home; everyone thanked her. She hadn’t met many travelers, and adored human company.

           Helrem’s cabin sat hidden in alpine trees, upon the border mountain slopes. As Meriam and her men approached in the early winter night, they saw the glow of it’s fire, and heard the howling of wolves. Thought her men were weary, Meriam noticed the calls were not that of real wolves; they were human. As they came closer, more stars came out, making the sky glitter brighter then the ground. The subtle flashes of aurora dancing by the peaks above. The light of the northern sky caused, the ankle-deep snow to glow on an untread trail. Nearing the cabin, snow blew off the cliffs, followed by a louder howl that echoed with a mythic chime; and the kicked-up snow burst into the lights of stars which you could touch. As the group stopped to awe at this dazzling magic, they heard the giggle of a child. Upon the ridge, they found the source of this spell; a rough Algonqian man with his son, sat in wolf fairy robes peering over the edge. Their black hair emphasizing their lilac and violet eyes, as their skin gleamed in the moon light.

“Hello.” The man said. “To what do I owe the honour of having the Queen of Anglia travel so far to see me?”

“You must be Master Helrem Monafyra. I need your assistance to learn some spells, and I have a young mage who is need of a family. Though I see you already have one.” Meriam said waving to the Helram’s son, who waved back with a big smile. He reminded her of Eatheltwein. For someone who didn’t want children, she found herself charmed by them; it’s nice when they’re not yours, she thought.

“Right this way. I was just teaching my son, Murdoc, night magic! He wants to be a seer like you. Turned out he was a mage, and now I get to teach him all I know!” Helrem laughed. He had a deep a jolly laugh, that was both intimidating and contagious.

           In the cabin, Helrem’s wife, and Murdoc, provided food, and took Tiberius into the bedroom to sleep. Helrem had the proper potions to heal Tiberius, and gave them to him. His wife was eager to tend to Tiberius, unable to stand seeing someone in need. She brought innumerable furs and blankets for the lot of them.

“We are kind, loyal and giving here. If my fine wife is not an excellent example. You may stay until you are ready to leave, if you help around.” Helrem said. Meriam’s five knights quickly feel asleep after some meat, wool blankets, and hot water.

“Master Monafyra, would you mind taking in the boy? He is of my kingdom of Anglia, but he has no home or parents. I found him as you see him. My charms and potions were not enough to heal him, and the palace has no place for him. He deserves love. He is silly, adamant, and sweet.” Meriam said, watching Murdoc crouch near Tiberius’s bed side in curiosity. The boys looked so different.

“Sure! Murdocs’ been wanting a brother for years; but as you can see by his age, and my wife’s generosity, that wish was never granted. We have the space, food, and education for the boy. You are kind for saving him and bringing him here.”

“Really? You’ll take him? Without question? You keep complimenting me, and sending gifts; I do not know you, and yet you are so kind.” Meriam rambled. Helrem leant in and hugged her, with a warm smile. Even though she was queen, and a stranger. It was a kindness that inspires more kindness; a compassion which expects nothing in return. Meriam slowly hugged back. Everyone needs and could give that sort of compassion.

It would take a few days for Meriam to record Helrem’s notes on making a gate. She had nearly filled a journal full of potion recopies, and gate instructions, poorly drawn maps, by the third day. Her men enjoyed hunting, teaching the boys swordsmanship, sledding, and eating. The travel had worn them thin and in need of comfort. A winter vacation was much more palatable than battlefronts. Meriam’s knights were not sure if they should feel lucky or not. While the boys enjoyed life, Meriam stayed in the cabin. Helrem’s home was saturated with magic tools and objects; like one massive workshop. Though, he admitted his main forge was indeed in Hefokheofen flats, where he could access the fires of dragons, fairies, and other fey. He was passionate about sharing his work, and picking the brains of Meriam’s knights. Meriam recording everything. She is primarily a seer after all.

“Why do you talk to them about their opinions of magic? Common folk either fear or ignore fey and spell.” She said watching them lounge around a bonfire.

“I disagree. Magic is wonderful, and capable of bringing out the youth in all of us. Magic is neutral, peaceful, and wonderous. The sparkle in the eyes of your men was more proof that even a common man can appreciate and adore the mystical and enchanted; without a single desire to abuse it, or use it for violence, status and wealth.” Helrem gleamed, “Here, let me show you something.” He said, leading Meriam to his work bench. He gently picked up and handed her a glass wand of twisted white and violet glass.

“This is a wand. It helps control the flow of magic threw men, from the shadow veil. I want to make ones that can be used by people in magic houses, so they can enjoy magic like us mages. Like they wish they could. People could make their own metal and clean water, use potion recipes to heal each other and fey. Even use spells that allow them to summon what they need. The weapons I make for commission are but side projects; I dream that all people can have the sparkle of summoned stars in their eyes and steps everyday. Think what good the sweetness of people could achieve with such power. Though not as powerful as our magic; I can only do so much.” Helrem explained. His dream made Meriam jitter with excitement, as she remembered how Felin wanted to wield magic like that; her rosy smile and big heart. Then Meriam heard the last sentence; a subtle panic filled her mind. She had seen murder, unlike Helrem. Meriam knew what corrupt people would do with magic in a time of war, and what fear can drive people to do.  She could not decide whether Helrem’s good intentions were right, or would bring the downfall of the balance between the magic veils.

           When Meriam arrived back home, she greeted her comforts with a deep sigh. The road had given gratitude for her soft bedding, good soap, wine and vegetables. She warmly embraced her husband, and retired her men to their families. The following week, Meriam received the black marble she had bought at Pepperidge. The local miners and merchants who sought it, said the black marble was only found in mainland Anglia. Both beautiful and authentically Grand West. Meriam pulled out her journals, and walked into the square, just down the main street from the palace; and then she began her work. With that same goodness Helrem inspired her with, Meriam worked in tranquility to make the Raven Gate. It was smooth and perfect in its completion; radiant but useless. Only fey and mages could use it. Meriam even put security on it to prevent common folk from wondering near it. The court men wondered why they gave in to peer pressure, and wanted a gate so badly, as it looked like it did nothing but look pretty and supposedly be magical. In two weeks, the Raven Gate became a pretty art installation in the square. Yet, with the creation and opening of the Raven Gate in the Capitol of the Grand West, Meriam made a magic forest hidden within a city, that would even outlive her.

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11 Questions

Thanks @lifethe-universe-andeverything. These are great questions!

I know this took me forever to do; I really had to think about some of these!

The rules are:

-post the rules

-answer the questions given to you by the tagger

- write eleven questions of your own

-tag eleven people

1. What’s your favorite thing you did in 2017?

Honestly there’s quite a few things but a lot of them are kind of hard to explain, internal things; 2017 was a year with a lot of personal growth for me. 

A few things I can definitively say are traveling to Scotland and England; it was the first time I had ever traveled outside my country and an indescribably amazing experience. I also started doing yoga regularly in 2017 and I love it so much!

2. What sound is your alarm clock set to and how many times do you hit snooze before actually getting up?

It depends on how important it is for me to get up at a certain time and whether or not I trust myself to actually get up that particular morning. I’m definitely a 15-alarms-in-a-row-at-10-minute-intervals kind of person and I snooze at least half of them before actually getting up. If I seriously need to get up for something like an early class, I frequently set my alarm to something really loud involving bagpipes from Outlander lol. If I’m just trying to get up before 9:30am on a Sunday I set it to something nice and chill.

3. When reading hardcover books, do you leave the dust jacket on or take it off?

I’ve never really thought about taking the dust jacket off; I always leave it on. I do always like to look under the jacket though, there’s often cool embossing or illustrations on the hard cover, like with Holly Black’s new book The Cruel Prince. So pretty!

4. If you cook/bake, what’s your favorite thing to make? If you don’t, what’s a recipe you’d like to learn?

I’ve never been very good at cooking; I have about 6 recipes I make in rotation that usually just involve some combination of opening cans or other food packages and assembling it in a bowl/pan/etc. I usually make things like pasta, mashed potatoes, enchiladas, tacos. I have been cooking a lot more recently though because I’m slowly phasing out dairy from my diet. But if a recipe has more than 10 steps I don’t even attempt it.

5. Which fictional character has most influenced your personality?

I don’t know if I ever consciously tried to emulate any fictional characters, but if I had to guess I would say Hermione Granger probably influenced me to embrace my intelligence and bookish-ness. And it may have already been too late for me given that I asked my parents for “kid coffee” when I was 5 (which was really just milk with a splash of coffee in it), but I think Lorelai Gilmore sealed the deal on my coffee obsession.

6. What’s your favorite keepsake?

I’ve collected lots of little things throughout my life; tickets, cards, old notes, etc. But probably my favorite right now is the dried heather and thistle I brought back from Scotland and framed. 

7. What underappreciated book/movie/tv show do you wish more people knew about?

Literally anything by Holly Black. I first fell in love with her Modern Faerie Tales series when I was 11 (which I should not have been reading that young), and Tithe is still my favorite book to this day. My paperback copy has been read dozens of times, dogeared, signed, and had the cover glued back on after it started peeling off. Some of her other amazing books are The Spiderwick Chronicles, The Darkest Part of the Forest, The Coldest Girl in Coldtown, and her newest book, The Cruel Prince. She writes dark fantasy YA fiction, and her work is some of the most evocative, detailed, and beautifully haunting writing I’ve ever read. 

8. What’s something funny you did as a kid?

I got in trouble in 5th grade for calling someone a man-whore, does that count? (I picked up the word from my 14 year old sister)

9. What’s your favorite type of candy?

Without a doubt dark chocolate. Dark chocolate Raisinets are the beeeeest.

10. What’s the farthest you’ve ever been from home?

The UK. Before that the farthest I had ever been from Texas was Hawaii. I hope to do a lot more traveling in the future though!

11. Do you read multiple books at once or just one at a time?

I tend to read my books in binge sessions so it’s not really possible to read more than one at a time. 

My questions:

1. If money was no object, what would you most like to do with your life?

2. Forest or ocean?

3. Do you prefer to read physical books, e-books, or listen to audio books?

4. Do you have a large friend group, or a couple of very close friends?

5. Do you believe in astrology?

6. Who was your first love? (Fictional or real)

7. Where would you most like to travel?

8. Do you remember your dreams? Are they weird, cool, scary?

9. Did you enjoy your time in high school?

10. What inspires you the most?

11. Do you like going out or staying home?

I’ll tag @xxcookiecrumbsxx @samagick @malekeleke @outlanderedandoverhere @bonnie-wee-swordsman @lenny9987 @art-by-khuggs @kalendraashtar @mybeautifuldecay @ecampbellsoup @brandeewine

if you’d like to do it!

#about me #personal #questions #tag game

[cohenjulia1992]

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