#to eat while my mom ate after work (despite the fact he ate w us) and he made it w mayonnaise and mayo makes me wanna puke

[living-in-the-darkness]

Date Started: 06/21/2020 3:12pm (15:12)

Date Finished: 06/21/2020 4:42pm (16:42)

Summary: This is the months after your threesome. You are pregnant and have twins. The father is determined at the end.

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Reader x Sebastian Stan

A/n: little story based off Henry's post about Father's Day. Also a continuation of my smut story. I would also like to say that none of these pictures are mine and some will not be Henry and Sebastian since I have yet to see any of them together. I would like you to imagine their faces in place of the ones that are not them. Thank you.

Two months after your three some with Henry and Sebastian, you three have been going on dates and spending time together. Now, at three months after, you discover something that will change your lives forever- you're pregnant.

You were sat on the toilet, bawling your eyes out as you made the discovery. The main thing running through your head was: "what are they going to think?" You hugged yourself while holding the tests.

You were both glad and upset that you were home alone with this discovery. Henry was doing a press tour for his new movie, currently in Boston, Massachusetts. Sebastian was filming The Falcon and The Winter Soldier which meant being far away from you. So in the house was only you and this unborn baby.

"What am I gonna do? They'll wanna know but I'm scared..." You thought aloud. "It's gotta be two to three months at this point. Perhaps a doctor's appointment would be best." You say and put a hand on your belly.

You take a deep breath and go to the room you share with Sebastian and Henry. You all moved in a month ago so you would be closer. You put the tests in one of your clothes drawers to hide it. You grabbed your phone and dialed your OBGYNs number to make an appointment. Tomorrow, at 13:30. You put the phone aside and decide to take a nap.

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Tomorrow came sooner than you would've liked. You forced yourself to get up and eat some breakfast while you scrolled through your phone. You saw a text from Henry pop up and decided to ignore it. You put your phone down after eating your breakfast and went to take a shower. You washed your h/l h/c hair and beautiful body before getting out and wrapping a towel around yourself. You went to the shared bedroom and got dressed in something suitable for a doctor's appointment especially when it came to being an actress.

You left the comfort of your home at 13:00 and drove twenty minutes to your doctor's office. Once inside you checked in and went to sit down. They called you in at 13:40, you went to a room and were told to wait.

After about twenty minutes, a nurse came in and took your vitals before handing you a urine cup. You went to the bathroom and did your best to fill it before wiping it down and bring it back putting it on the counter. The same nurse came back and took it to the lab where it was to be tested. After about an hour, your OBGYN came in and talked to you like a friend before she got the results.

"Would you like to read it or shall I?" She asks you

"You, please." You answer

"You're pregnant, Y/N." She says softly and looks at you. "Would you like to do the ultrasound today?" She asks and looks at you.

You nod as you try to hold back tears. You lay down on the bed and wait for someone to come in. You took deep and shaky breaths. Your OBGYN had someone come in with a moveable machine and did the ultrasound. You smiled at the screen before jumping and bursting into tears. You pulled down your shirt and rushed out with your stuff. Everyone looked stunned and they didn't understand why until they looked at one of the pictures it took right before you ran off.

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It was two months after the ultrasound incident before you finally went back. You laid there and tried not to cry as you watched. You had a heart monitor for the babies and heard two, strong heart beats.

"would you like to know the gender?" Your OBGYN asks you

You shake your head "no, thank you."

You leave after getting some pictures and when you arrive home, you see two extra cars in the driveway. You didn't know who it was until you saw the license plates- Henry and Sebastian were home. You parked your car and let yourself cry for a while before hiding the pictures in the glove compartment then running inside after locking the car.

You looked at the boys who had made you lunch and brought your presents. They saw your tear stained face and rushed over showering you in love and affection.

You three ate while you avoided telling them.

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A month later and you couldn't avoid telling them as Henry had found the pregnancy tests when getting you a new shirt. You had vomited all over the one you were previously wearing. He walked down holding the shirt and tests in his hands.

"Love, what is this?" He asks you softly and holds the pregnancy tests up.

You look up and gasp, deciding there's no way out you respond: "Henry, I should've have to explain to you what w pregnancy test is."

"No, No. I'm asking because there's- are you...?" He motions to your belly which had grown a little bit.

You had tears in your eyes and you bite your lip. You get up and go to find Sebastian who was currently working on some lines. You told him to come into the kitchen and take the seat you had gotten up from.

Henry showed Sebastian the tests and he asked the same as Henry: "are you...?"

You take a deep breath "With twins."

Henry and Sebastian looked upset but also very happy.

"Yes!" Henry says and rushes over picking you up and twirling you gently. He knew there was a possibility that he wasn't the father but he would be there no matter what. He already made that promise to himself.

Sebastian stood there for a moment before it registered, you were pregnant with twins that could or could not be his. He rushes over and gave both you and Henry a big hug.

You were so happy and relieved to see how excited they were. You hugged them back and kissed both their cheeks.

"Do you know the genders?" Henry asks looking down at you.

You shake your head "No, I don't. I wanted to wait for you guys. I have pictures from the ultrasounds in the car."

Henry nearly ripped the keys from the hanger and ran outside rummaging through your car to find them. He was like an excited puppy. He ran back in and showed them to Sebastian. "Our kids!" He shouts excitedly.

"Our babies." Sebastian agrees and smiles at the pictures as tears welled up in his eyes.

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You, Henry, and Sebastian decided to announce your pregnancy at Henry's birthday party you threw at home. You also made a cake for when the genders would be announced. The only person who knew the genders were your sister and the baker.

All through the party Henry and Sebastian would not stop asking your sister when they could cut open the cake. Finally your sister had enough and decided to let you three cut the cake when Henry cut his.

You found out that the babies were a girl and a boy when you cut the cake open. Henry and Sebastian were hugging you and kissing all over your face.

Soon the party was coming to a close so only the immediate family was around.

Henry's mom walks over to you and smiles at you. "Congratulations, Y/N. Have you thought of any names?"

You smile and nod "thank you Mrs. Cavill. We have in fact. The girl is to be named g/n Cavill-Stan. And the boy is to be named b/n Cavill-Stan." You answer with a smile.

Henry's mother nods and smiles at you giving you a hug. "Thank you for including my boy despite the circumstances." She says and lets go of you.

You nod and smile "He's as much as a father to them as Sebastian is. They're both the father even if only one is biologically." You respond in a soft voice.

Henry's mom gives you another hug and rubs your back. She lets go and goes to find her sons.

After the party is done, you three go to bed with big smiles on your faces.

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After another three months, making you a full nine. You give birth to two bouncing babies. They were swabbed for DNA as we're Henry and Sebastian.

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It was another month later that you got the results. You were nervous to open it with them as Henry held g/n and Sebastian held b/n. You slowly tore the envelope open and pulled out the paper. You opened it just as slowly and took a deep breath before reading it in your head.

After reading it twice, you smiled widely.

"What? What does it say?" Sebastian asks trying to look at it but you wouldn't let him.

"Come on, Y/N.... Please show us... Tell us..." Henry looked nervous ready to hear he was the father of neither.

"DNA shows that Henry Cavill is the father of g/n and b/n." You said pausing and looking at Henry who was smiling widely before his face drops and looks at Sebastian who had tears in his eyes.

"w-what about me?" Sebastian asks ready to hear he wasn't the father of either.

"DNA shows that Sebastian Stan is the father of b/n and g/n." You looked at him with a big smile. "it goes on to say that it's rare and the babies may have problems when they grow up but, yes, you both are the father." You add after looking between them both.

Henry and Sebastian hug each other with the babies then hug you. Tears streaming down all your faces.

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A/n: I hope y'all enjoyed.

#henry cavill #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill x you #sebastian stan #sebastian stan x you #fluff #sebastian x reader #dad!sebastian Stan #dad!henry cavill #Sebastian Stan x reader x Henry Cavill

[reversecreek]

ziggy strutting up to me like this gif as i hold up a crucifix n say begone begone vile beast BEGONE from my vicinity i will NOT buy u a happy meal wretched little boy...... some live action rp to start this off..... and SCENE. takes my bow. his pinterest is here n his playlist is here.

* dylan minnette, cis male + he/him  | you know ziggy benson, right? they’re twenty-four, and they’ve lived in irving for, like, all of his life? well, their spotify wrapped says they listened to hand crushed by a mallet by 100 gecs like, a million times this year, which makes sense ‘cause they’ve got that whole glitching televisions impaled by remotes, nonchalantly texting the babes as a stove fire ravages your kitchen & cartoons turned up so loud it fries your eardrums thing going on. i just checked and their birthday is november 24th, so they’re a sagittarius, which is unsurprising, all things considered. ( nai, 24, gmt she/her  )

HISTORY;

from the second ziggy ws born he didnt stop screaming. within the first hours of his life he gave his father an ear splitting headache tht prompted him to say “that uncooked chicken’s fucking demonic” n joke abt popping “it” in the oven to roast. when this understandably received disgusted glances frm the nursing staff he ws all like “jeez alright alright i’m kiddin i’m kiddin can’t a guy have a joke around here?” n i feel like that sets up their dynamic so nice n sweetly <3 (sarcasm) (lips pursed)

frm day one he ws just honestly a rly hyperactive child. when he laughed he’d shriek it out at the absolute top of his lungs bc he’d just get this huge giddy surge of energy all the way to the very tips of his toes n it’d hit him like a shock from a fork in a plug socket. their parenting style ws rly just lazy tbh.... they didn’t have much time for disciplining him. ziggy’s mum wld halfheartedly be like “ziggy quiet now....” n then go bk to nuking whatever vegetables she’d defrosted until they tasted like dinosaur bones..... this wld not make any difference in ziggy’s behaviour

his father rly just took the stance that it ws ziggy’s mum’s job to discipline him or raise him in general which is. 🔪 please enter the 20th century sir.... get ur noggin sorted..... needless to say he wsn’t much involved in ziggy’s life n honestly generally jst didn’t like him. ziggy was a responsibility he didn’t want (accidental prregnancy) n in his literal words once said (blatantly while ziggy ws watching cartoons on the sofa) tht ziggy just “harshes my fucking vibe a lil bit”. 

he wound up leaving when ziggy was six ish.... ziggy watched thru a crack in the blinds as his mum tried to grab at his jacket to make him stay as he lugged out his suitcase..... she even tried to physically cling onto him so he cldn’t get in his ride bt the door wound up slamming n she sat on her knees watching the lights pull out the drive n even long after they were gone. ziggy didn’t rly kno what to do abt this (emotions hd never been smthn he particularly understood, his own or how to handle other people’s) so after watching her fr 5 minutes he went out n gently shook her shoulder n was like. mom come inside u look weird out here. FKGHSFHGSFHKGFHKSGSFGHK. this was him trying to show love <3

ziggy’s mum is like.... rly relationship dependent. she gets all her self worth n validation frm whtever man she’s dating.... so she went on this like.... wild rampage of jst. dating a very large string of men. they ranged frm dreadfully boring to downright awful n were always below her standards. ziggy quite literally hated. all of them. every last one. even one that tried to b nice to him by offering to help him do his math homework when he ws 13 (bc ziggy was struggling a lot w this) n in response ziggy loudly barked until the man gt scared n stumbled backwards into a dining chair on his way out of the room. KGHFHKSJHFJGSHKFG

while him n his mum hv a kind of strained situation (there’s a great deal of resentment from her end n kind of. blaming him fr “driving his father away” n it’s never spoken abt bt it’s very much Present in their relationship n honestly ziggy kind of resents her too fr bringing some of the men into their lives tht she did) there is. love there...... sometimes she’ll like. reach out to cup the back of his head n he’ll duck his head away n be like wtf are u doing checking me for lice? n she’ll jst smile like :)...... knowing that’s how he loves. KHSFGKJGHKSFGFHKGSHF. ugh we love men who know how to process their emotions yesssss king give us nothing <3

(abuse n violence tw) idk i won’t go into it too much bt even tho ziggy’s constantly like 🙄 when his mum shows him affection he wld quite literally. kill fr her n almost did one time.......... narrowly avoided getting charged w assault when one of her bfs was drunk n evil n he went into protective mode.... idk he. has gone thru a lot n seen a lot n so has his mum. they look after each other the best they kno how despite the negatives in their relationship.... it’s complex <3

literally got in trouble so. often. at school. he ws always hyperactive (undiagnosed adhd n also probably not helped by the fact he ws jst allowed to eat sm junk food w 459729457952 sugar percentage all hours of the day) bt when his dad left n like. dealing w acting out so severely at home where his mum’s bfs were concerned it rly escalated..... i jst think he ws like. literally a terror. probably got suspended so many times. maybe even was permanently expelled before he cld get his diploma honestly. set off a firework in school hallway. smthn absolutely reckless n stupid.

hs hd a bunch of jobs mostly in the service industry...... usually ends up getting fired.... worked at mcdonald’s fr a while n then one day he went in rly high n ate three cheeseburgers in front of a weeping child who hd ordered one.... promptly gt fired bt he ws like yo fuck this place i’m quitting n threw off his apron n was like who’s with me??? who’s joining the union??????? to the rest of the staff n they were all mostly like >_> <_< before security approached to forcibly remove him n he grabbed a cookie n crammed it into his mouth in rebellion mid frantic n frankly possessed escape.....

in terms of wht’s going on to this day w his living situation i honestly think he still lives w his mum. i can just see this. KHGFSKGHSFGKSFGH. in like. a ramshackle bungalow in delphinus heights.... having said tht she probably isn’t. there tht often nw she’s dating her latest man (jonas, somehow always sweaty no matter the weather, wears too many gold rings n smells like shoe cleaner) who owns a car dealership n thinks he’s a kingpin for it. still home sometimes tho.

PERSONALITY:

ziggy spends his days working shifts at an ice cream parlour (one he got fired from once bc he broke in high n ate sm ice cream he was lay on the floor in the bk pants unbuttoned stomach bulging sm calling himself garfield saying he had too much lasagna. they hired him bk tho bc he has a harem of middle aged women who lust after him n it brings customers....) or like. cruising parties...... setting off fireworks.... skateboarding...... breaking into abandoned buildings.... filming stupid jackass type tricks....... playing guitar hero...... getting drunk at the arcade..... sometimes busking fr cash in a tossed dwn hat (very badly) (thinks he’s sick at it however)........ or alternatively...... fucking chicks aha...... fuck.......... not exclusive to chicks tho just had to sound despicable bt :smirk: he’s bi Baby.... 

i won’t lie he’s kind of an asshole................ never rly was taught properly how to empathise with ppl so like he struggles w that....... sometimes he’ll say smthn tht’s genuinely just quite mean n doesn’t need to be said but he doesn’t rly realise it’s like bad. n he’s like. what’s the deal haha why are u mad...... 

fuckboy. genuinely jst. rly summarises it well. insatiable. sleeps around wildly. will say he’ll call u back n then will not call u back. lies like oh babe i’m moving to france tomorrow fuckkkkkkkkk sucks so bad that we can only have one night but let’s make it special yeah? tits? n then they’ll see him casually skating past them on the street a week later n be like well clearly he’s not in france. ziggy doesn’t care.

calls himself a “genius inventor” bc he once gutted a vintage analog television n made it into a fish tank. it literally leaked water a bit. still convinced he is a literal visionary never seen before never done again. he’s like i’m on the brink of greatness. i’m the next einstein.

has a bit of a god complex where he thinks he’s the sexiest person in any given room n it’s kind of funny bc like dylan minnette’s sexy to me bt tht isn’t a widespread opinion n ur being a bit bold ziggy...... regardless has confidence thru the roof tht isn’t rly deterred by anything or anyone.....

dyes his hair 49729572459752 colours every colour under the sun. sometimes all at once jst different patches. wears lots of tie dye tshirts n basketball shorts even tho he doesn’t play basketball. rly colourful sneakers. just lots of loud colours tbh. often wears a paper clip in his ear as an earring. pierced it himself. someone probably recorded him doing it fr his insta story. probably was drunk.

drives a vespa around tht is baby blue with pastel yellow polka dots. it has lots of tin cans attached to the back by string like on those cars when u just got married. he did not just get married. u can hear him arriving frm over a street away.

almost never pays fr anything bt is always like “yo it’s my treat” n then either dine n dashes or u have to pay

his idea of romance is nuking a hot pocket as breakfast in bed n then complaining he’s hungry n eating half

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

fuckboy antics: he’s insatiable. rabid. notorious. mayb they fkd n he didn’t call........ jst completely ghosted........ mayb they were genuinely into him n he honestly built up kind of false pretences abt them having a connection n then jst dipped..... cld  b good fr angst n drama <3 someone please egg his house he deserves it <3

high skl heathens: locals tht were equally chaotic in hs..... just picture him having this group of misfits tht were like so loud n always getting up to no good doing god knows what god knows where.... probably gt arrested together breaking into an old abandoned hospital one time........... rly just doing the absolute most at all times............. probably so loud........... drinking n smoking far too much.....

an attempted teenage relationship: i’m like. tentative to even put this one bc i just feel like ziggy wld be a shit bf. KJHGFSHGFHGSFHGFKGHFKSG. but. maybe it ended in drama.....i’d say this wld probably be a girl bc in hs he probably ws less open w his sexuality... maybe ziggy cheated on her or she cheated on him................ angst........ strife.... we love it we love it........ i crash my car into the bridge... i don’t care... i love it... sudden icona pop moment me stood on stage singing karaoke.... it’s just gone 7am as i write this so i apologise if this is losing any. coherency. smiles so sexy....

last adolescent plot i swear: i picture when ziggy was expelled he somehow amassed a large group to protest w signs outside the school fr him to be accepted back. it didn’t work. he threw a party when he received news he hadn’t got back in anyway. maybe ur muse was involved or helped organise this or was violently opposed.

enemies: ppl who just. don’t like ziggy bc like honestly that’s so fair n valid. KJHGFKGHKSFGHSGKHSFHG..... mayb he like. exploded their mailbox one time when they were younger. mayb he skated over their toes. mayb he fucked their bitch aha fuck................. (joking btw) (don’t condone misogyny) (hashtag feminism). cld be fun to play around w

fwb: probably hs a few of these......... mayb they’re cool w things being no strings attached n lax n at ease w ziggy being the mess tht he is in general..... mayb they want more bt ziggy cannot provide...... mayb they literally don’t get on at all n this is their only mutual ground n they keep coming bk to each other.... :smirk:..... whatever u Farncy....

maybe ziggy’s mum dated ur muse’s dad at one point???? we can discuss this if u think it fits..... cld be fun to play around w............

coworkers: past or present r fun..... mayb they were like WTFFF is this guy fking ONNN at a past job (he’s had a few in the food service industry so pretty open in tht area)... mayb they work w him at the ice cream parlour now..... cn discuss the dynamic probably wld be dependent on the muse involved fr like. how he’d act n stuff.... :yum:

#irvingintro #abuse tw #violence tw #believe tht's all....

[chemicalmagecraft]

The Gamer Hero, Deku Chapter 11

A/N: College stinks. This is a bit of a shorter chapter because of that and the fact that I don't want to start an entire arc mid-chapter. Don't worry though, next chapter's probably going to be a doozy to make up for it.

And in this chapter we see some more of that offscreen character development Bakugou had.

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I gulped. There was a huge mob of reporters standing in front of the gates, worse than any swarm of skeletons my Illusion Barrier could spawn. Their large, beady, camera-like eyes turned to focus on me, and they lurched over to me in a single horde like ravenous, information-hungry zombies. "Young man, have you been in a class with All Might yet?" the leader of the pack asked me.

"Eep," I said. "W-well..." I was cut off from an oppressive feeling coming from my left. I turned to see Kacchan glaring at the press gang.

"We're going to class," Kacchan said coldly. "Would you kindly fuck the hell off?"

"Hey, weren't you that one boy from the sludge mon-" Kacchan glared harder.

"Actually, we were both involved in the sludge monster incident..." I corrected.

"Wasn't the other kid Quirkless?"

"My Quirk is really weird, okay? I only really learned how to use it after that..."

Kacchan angrily cleared his throat. "Now could we please get to our class!?" he demanded.

"But-"

"Pretty fuckin' sure what you're doing is illegal," Kacchan said.

"And it's our job as heroes in training to report crimes in process, right?" I contributed.

"Right, so how 'bout you guys disperse before we go get one of our pro hero teachers, who I'm willing to bet won't like how you won't let us through."

"I really don't," Aizawa-sensei said from behind me. "Now please let my students go to their class unless you have a genuine, valid reason to keep them from their education aside from 'I want to know how All Might teaches.'"

"If it's any consolation, he's nice and gave us some pointers on our Quirks," I said.

"You got your statement, now let us through," Aizawa-sensei said. The crowd let us pass, though the lead reporter lady tried to chase us and was blocked by the security barrier.

"What the hell is with that? I could have died!" The reporter yelled.

"That thing's meant to catch villains who try to enter!" Kacchan yelled. "If it comes down, that means you're trying to trespass!"

Aizawa-sensei sighed. "I'll deal with this. You to get to the classroom."

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Kacchan and I summoned our elementals, causing some oohs and aahs from our classmates. "So these are our elementals," I said. They waved for the class, showing off a small application of their powers as well. "They're sorta like spirits made from a certain element of magic. I don't know if we create them or summon them from nature with the elemental ritual and they don't seem to have any answers. My theory is that they do exist in nature, but without a summoner they're too... primordial, if that makes sense, to do anything. It's only by forming a contract with a summoner that they can take humanoid forms. Any questions?"

"They're so cute!" Mina said.

Pyra smiled. "That wasn't a question, but thank you," she said.

"For whatever reason, they look like kids," Kacchan said. "Apparently how powerful they are is dependent on skill level or something. Our elementals are actually at the second stage or whatever. They looked even younger a couple months ago."

Tokoyami walked up to me and bowed on one knee. "Honored keeper of ancient knowledge, wouldst thou teach me thy power?" he said in a dramatic voice.

"What the fuck did I just listen to?" Kacchan asked to nobody in particular.

"Child of shadow," I said, playing along with him.

"Jesus fucking Christ Deku what the actual fuck," Kacchan groaned.

"Thou art but a fledgling in the ancient art of magyck, yet thy drive to learn is great."

"How the actual fuck did you manage to audibly pronounce 'magic' like that?"

I continued despite Kacchan's interruptions and the popup for Magycked Words. "For thy great ambition, I bequeath upon thee this." I raised my hands into the air, using Inventory to make a scroll slowly materialize from thin air, glowing with magical light. The scroll dropped into my hands and I held it out to him.

"Okay, so would anyone else like to fucking point out that Deku literally fucking had that ready in advance?" Kacchan asked.

"I thank thee for the arcane knowledge thou hast granted upon me," Tokoyami said as he gingerly accepted the scroll from me.

"Hey fun fact apparently words like thee and thou are actually informal, which makes this shitshow a lot more stupid," Kacchan said dourly.

"My only request for thee is to share this arcanum among any of our peers who should ask for it," I told him.

He bowed his head. "I solemnly swear it." He got up, gave me a small smile, and said, "And thank you for playing along..."

"Right, that's it. I'm fucking done. Taking a nap 'til Aizawa-sensei comes back," Kacchan said, then sat down at his desk. "Thanks for not yelling at me, Iida," he muttered before putting his head down.

"I've decided to not be too annoyed about that so long as you don't curse too much when class is actually in session," Iida explained. "Speaking of which, I believe we should take our seats soon. Aizawa shouldn't be too much longer."

"I've actually been here for all of Midoriya's speech, I just wanted to watch," Aizawa-sensei said from behind his desk, causing me to jump. "Now where should you guys be right now?" We all quietly took our seats. "Good. Now, first I'd like apologize if anyone was inconvenienced by the reporters outside. We're taking care of it. Next, I'd like to say that I saw the recordings from yesterday's Hero Basic class and I have some notes. Off the top of my head, Todoroki, you should try to be a little more efficient. Maybe try freezing the room instead of the whole building next time. Mineta, actually try. If anyone wants notes in more detail, talk to me. Now, what we're doing today is going to decide your future." Everyone tensed up. 

"You need to pick a class representative." 

And with that, the mood immediately lightened. Just about everyone raised their hands and asked to be class representative. It made sense; while being the class representative is normally a responsibility that people don't want, in the hero course it's a really good idea because hero agencies tend to notice people who take responsibilities like that.

"Everyone!" Iida shouted over the din. "We need to work this over in an orderly fashion! Perhaps we should put this to vote!"

"Don't we barely know each other?" Asui asked. "And won't everyone vote for themselves?"

"All the better!" Iida stated. "Anyone who has already managed to gain the trust of enough people to get the most votes would most likely be the best candidate for class representative."

After all of the votes were counted, the rankings were put on the board. "How did I get four votes!?" I asked. I really had no idea how that happened. I mean, I voted for Iida.

"Right, Midoriya's the representative and Iida and Yaoyorozu can figure out who's deputy between them," Aizawa-sensei said. After me, Iida and Yaoyorozu were tied for second place with two votes each.

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"I love the food here," Uraraka said as she ate some rice. She, Iida, Kacchan, and I were eating lunch together.

"You're literally eating only rice," Kacchan said.

"Well some of us are on a budget, Kacchan!" Uraraka said.

Kacchan twitched. "Don't fucking call me Kacchan. And can you seriously not afford anything other than rice?"

Uraraka blushed. "My parents don't really have too much money... It's already expensive enough for me to be here..."

Kacchan sighed and got up. "You're really gonna make me buy you something aren't you?"

She flailed her arms in front of her. "N-no! You don't have to do that for me!"

"You need to eat actual fucking food, idiot!"

"I don't want you to have to spend that much money just for me!"

"Too bad, my mom's a model! Just about everything on the menu's fucking chump change to me!"

Uraraka stopped her protesting and gasped. "Your mom's Bakugou Mitsuki! How did I miss that? You guys are almost identical!"

"Fuck if I know."

Uraraka pressed her fingers together and blushed a little. "Y'know, I'd kinda like to know how she looks that young. She's almost forty and she's still pret-"

"Aaaaand I'm gonna stop you right there before you start talking about how hot my mom you just said looks like me is. It's weird enough when strangers do it." He sped off. "I hope you like curry!"

"To answer your question, though," I said after Kacchan left, "it's because her Quirk, Glycerin, makes her sweat moisturizer." I grinned a bit. "It's actually a little interesting. While only the sweat from Kacchan's hands explodes, the sweat all over his body is altered, which is apparently a leftover of his mom's Quirk. Theoretically, Kacchan will age about as well as his mom does thanks to that."

"I didn't know Emitter Quirks could be passed on like that," Iida said. "I thought it was only Mutation Quirks that did that."

"No, Emitter Quirks can do that too, though it's normally a lot more subtle. Even though it's not my Quirk, I'm actually heat-resistant and have slightly more fire affinity because of my dad's Fire Breath, and my mother and I have more water affinity and can cry a lot thanks to her mother's Quirk, Ocular Gushers, which let her shoot water from her tear ducts like some sort of reverse heat vision. I haven't figured out how to do it at will, though now that I think about it I should probably be able to do it with magic." I felt my cheeks heat up at the looks they were giving me and chuckled a bit. "I... like talking about Quirks..."

Uraraka smiled. "I think it's pretty cool! Plus, Yuuei is definitely the kind of school to do that!"

"Thanks," I said. "Though how exactly do you know about Auntie Mitsuki? No offense, but you don't exactly strike me as the type to really follow the fashion world..."

Uraraka blushed. "W-well sometimes I just read the articles!"

For some reason, Raine randomly started cheering loudly. I jumped and Blaise reassured me that she hadn't stabbed anyone or anything before I had to look for her. "Are you okay, Midoriya?" Iida asked.

"O-oh, I'm fine," I smiled. "Raine just started randomly cheering for some reason, so I had to make sure she didn't stab anything. She's really enthusiastic about stabbing things..."

"That's a little disconcerting," Uraraka said.

"She also started gushing about you after seeing you for some reason..."

Uraraka stopped eating her rice and cleared her throat. "Okay, so I'm a little uncomfortable now. Iiiiis there by any chance a way to detect elementals?"

I shrugged. "I only know one detection spell, and it'd only work on tertiary elementals. Oh, by the way, while we're on the subject of tertiary elements, I have reason to believe gravity is one, so you might want to check that."

"Okay, I'll put that on my magic to-do list, right below 'Detect Elemental,'" she said, then began fiddling with her chopsticks. "Hey, let's talk about something that doesn't involve an invisible stabhappy spirit who likes to talk about me? Hey, Deku you're class rep now! Let's talk about how you got two other votes!"

"What do you mean, 'two other votes?'" Iida asked.

"Well Deku obviously voted for himself, and I voted for him too, so who were the other two?"

"Actually I voted for Iida," I butted in, "and if I had to guess, one of the votes for me was Tokoyami because I gave him that scroll."

"AMONG OTHER THINGS, DEKU!" I heard Kacchan's voice from somewhere in the cafeteria.

Dune giggled. "Context." I rolled my eyes.

"I suppose I should add that I voted for you, not myself," Iida added. "And thank you for putting as much faith in me as I put in you. I appreciate it."

"Yeah, thanks to the both of you, too," I grinned. "Both of you voted for me, even though I don't think I really deserve it..."

"Dude, you literally discovered magic," Uraraka said bluntly.

"I did it accidentally, and we only found out thanks to Kacchan..."

"You managed to discover magic without even meaning to!" Uraraka shouted. I noticed that she'd put her chopsticks down and they had a glowing pink aura around them. She grinned and put her hand on her rice bowl. "Speaking of which," she said, then her rice bowl started glowing pink too. "Iida, pick up my rice bowl."

Iida tried to pick up the rice, but gave up after struggling a bit. "Did you amplify the gravity on your rice?" he asked.

I picked up her chopsticks, which felt like they were made of lead, and used Fuckery Detection on it. "I think she did. This is pretty cool, Uraraka!" Some alarms blared, causing me to drop the really heavy chopsticks. "Warning. Level three security breach," a voice said from the same speakers that the alarms were coming from. "What's that mean?" I asked.

"This is the first time I've actually heard this alarm and I'm a third year!" a student near us shouted over the racket. "It means there's an intruder!" Everyone started panicking and stampeded to the exit, and I was swept away from my friends in the tide of students despite my high STR stat. 

"G-guys!" I tried to shout over the noise. "Someone could get seriously hurt if we keep doing this!" I tried some more, but I just couldn't get anyone to listen to me... Eventually, though, I saw Iida spinning through the air like he was trying to use his Quirk in zero gravity. Before I could do anything, he hit the wall over the emergency exit sign.

"EVERYONE! CALM DOWN!" he shouted, causing the mob to stop. "It's just the media! They managed to make it past the front gate somehow!" He pointed toward some windows. "Take a look! There's nothing to worry about!"

"Oh hey, the spinny guy's right!" One of the students said.

"And the police are coming!"

"Now that we've calmed down, I suggest we form an orderly line. All of that pushing and shoving could've seriously hurt someone!" Everyone followed Iida's orders and calmly evacuated. Except, of course, for Kacchan, who decided to bring Uraraka her curry.

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"We've still got to pick the other class officers," I told the class. "But first, I'd like to step down as class representative. I'm honored, but I don't feel like I'm up to the task. I couldn't help at all when the code three happened, and my deputy managed to calm everyone down and get a handle on the situation. I'm nominating Iida as class representative and Yaoyorozu as his replacement as deputy."

"I can get behind that," Kirishima said. "Iida really handled that situation! Let's hear it for Emergency Exit!"

"Thank you, Midoriya!" Iida said with a bow. "I will not let you down!"

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A/N: So I don't know when Raine turned into Froakie Toga, but she totes did and it's funny.

And speaking of Uraraka, I was going to have gravity magic not have any sort of glow at all, but then I heard that we could be independent together. Also I had a question that I put on my tumblr but nobody actually answered because I only have like twenty followers, so I'mma put it here too. Do you guys think Uraraka would play Pokémon Sun or Moon? This is most assuredly just for curiosity and will not at all have any bearing on anything in this fanfic. No reason at all for asking aside from curiosity. None whatsoever.

EDIT: So it seems that I have made an error in the syntax of my question, which I take full blame for. When I wrote "Do you guys think Uraraka would play Pokémon Sun or Moon?" some people misinterpreted it to be "Do you guys think Uraraka would play Pokémon Sun or Moon?" with an inclusive "or," or asking if you guys thought Uraraka would be willing to play one of those games. At least, that is what I assume happened with the two reviews I got which attempted to answer the question, which I would like to note that I am still grateful for even if they didn't actually answer the question I wanted answered. However, I meant "Do you guys think Uraraka would play Pokémon Sun or Moon?" with an exclusive "or." In other words, in the hypothetical scenario that some omnipotent being were to for whatever reason grant Uraraka a choice between being able to play the game titled Pokémon Sun or the game titled Pokémon Moon despite her economic status, which would be her first choice? Science may be so amazing, but isn't grammar infuriating?

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And guess what! I thought of an omake!

Screenshots

"Midoriya, are you taking notes?" Cementoss asked me. "You aren't touching your notebook."

I jumped a bit. I wasn't really paying too much attention to his lecture because I already knew what he was talking about. "O-oh, I actually found out a way to automatically record lectures word-for-word with my Quirk, so I'm kind of testing that out..."

"Ah, how creative," he complimented me. "If you don't mind me asking, what exactly are you doing?"

"So I've known for a while that my Quirk lets me do things like see subtitles like I'm in a video game, but recently I found out that if I clench my buttcheeks and bite my tongue just right, my Quirk takes a screenshot of my vision that I can view later, HUD and all."

"So what you're saying is that you're taking a screenshot every time my 'text' changes?"

"Yes."

"How many screenshots have you made?"

I checked the new "Gallery" tab. "Fourty."

"I think it might just be easier to write my words down..."

#The Gamer Hero Deku #Gamer Hero Deku #GHD CH11 #fanfiction #bnha fanfiction #bnha

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FGO Destiny Awakenings: Fuyuki Singularity Section 9 pt.1

"I came back to have a good time with you guys. But honestly, I feel so attacked that you guys are attacked. What the fuck happened here?!"

Caster Cu returning from his boar hunt

Facing the Greater Grail

“Uruz!” A gentle green circular light shone beneath Mash’s legs from Caster’s chant. The wounds and cuts on Mash’s arms and legs from the earlier encounter with shady creatures disappeared.

With a huff of breath, Caster set his staff down and shot to Ritsuka. “Time for the Greater Grail. This will be our last break. Is there anything you’ve left undone?”

From Mash then to his sister who returned with a shook of her head, Ritsuka returned and made a brief shook his head with a slight smile. “No, we’re ready.”

“That’s good to hear. I dislike Masters who can’t make up their minds when push comes to shove,” Caster grinned back. “You two are still a rookie, but you’ve got the most important thing a pioneer can have.

“The divine luck to grasp fate, and the ability to make decisions. Don’t forget how to be reckless. People like that are the ones who’ll get blessed by the stars.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Olga Marie approached to the two men with a scoff escaped from her lips. “Whether we forge ahead or go back, we need to rest first.”

When she swung her head, Olga Marie’s orange orbs narrowed and inquired, “Doctor, are you checking vitals? The two of them looks paler than usual. Especially Fujimaru–!”

Before Olga Marie finished her words, Ritsuka fell forward only to be caught by Ritsuko grabbing hold of him in front. Despite her pale face, Ritsuko tried to ease her brother down onto the ground. “Ritsuka?! Ritsuka?!!”

“I’m fine…” Ritsuka weakly replied. He attempted a feeble grin to his sister. “I didn’t think it would be as bad as you, Ritsuko.”

“That’s bullshit, you know better you’re worse than me. You can’t even stand upright now!” Ritsuko scolded back.

Mash turned to the holographic screen of Romani. “Doctor!”

Romani nodded back as his green orbs scanned the analyzed data. “Yeah, this doesn’t look very good. It’s because of the unexpected Servant contract, the other contract with Caster for Ritsuka-kun.

“It’s putting the stress on their brains. Your brother and you never used your Magic Circuits and now they’re running at full capacity–!” Romani cut his own words as his eyes grew at what he saw. “This is…!”

“Ugh…” Ritsuka covered his mouth with his hand and angled his head aside. “I’m going to hurl…!”

“W-WHAT?!” Ritsuko, Mash, Romani and Olga Marie exclaimed in panic at Ritsuka’s confession.

Though a few moments later, Ritsuka heaved out a deep breath and responded in a weak monotonous voice. “I’m just kidding. Should I be throwing up…?”

“No, please don’t… You’d be in a worse condition than now if you do, Ritsuka-kun,” Romani sweatdropped with an exasperated sigh slipped from his lips.

Mash’s brows furrowed and sighed too. “Senpai, this isn’t such a time to be making a joke about yourself.”

“It’s humor, Mash… Everyone loves and need to make fun of themselves at some point,” Ritsuka muttered.

Ritsuko sat beside her brother and smacked his arm lightly. “At least your snarky mouth is still energetic alright.”

The Doctor shifted to the worried Mash and instructed. “Mash, set up a camp. It’s time to make warm tea with plenty of honey.”

“Got it, Doctor. I think tea time is a good idea,” Mash nodded and headed to the side to prepare.

While Mash retrieved the ingredients brought out from her shield, Caster turned around back to them. “Oh, feeding yourselves before the final battle? Then maybe I’ll go hunting for some wild boars.”

As Caster headed to the exit, Olga Marie called out to him. “I’m sure there aren’t around here. Besides, forget about meat, if you must get something, make it fruit.”

-0-

“Here you go, Senpais.” Mash handed a pair of warm honey tea to the two.

Ritsuka nodded and grabbed hold of his cup. “Thank you, Mash.”

As Ritsuko took hold of hers and sipped carefully down, Mash stared at the two for a minute before asking. “Are the both of you feeling a little better?”

The orange-haired Master showed a small beam and nodded. “Yes. Sorry to make you worry, Mash-chan.”

“No, I’m just glad you’re better that’s all,” Mash smiled back. As she turned her head skywards, her violet orbs stared towards the sky earning interest from the siblings.

“Is there something wrong?” Ritsuka asked, his head swung towards the burning red sky too.

“No, Ritsuka-senpai. It’s just…” Mash’s violet orbs remained fixated on the sky and went on. “As high as we are above the ground back in Chaldea, we can’t see one bit of blue sky.”

“Blue sky, huh?” Ritsuka muttered as he recalled the grey blizzard clouds before entering Chaldea. And, the sky they noticed now was blood-red with dark clouds.

Ritsuko had turned her head to stare at the sky and nodded. “If you spend two years up here, I guess you wouldn’t see it, huh?”

A second later, Mash wondered aloud. “Was there a blue sky here, too?”

“Definitely, I’m sure there was in this city,” Ritsuka answered as his sister nodded in agreement.

“Now I think about it,” Mash turned her head to them a second again and tilted her head. “Senpais, both of you are siblings, right? Is there a reason both of you don’t resemble each other?”

“Hm?” As they glimpsed each other, Ritsuka chuckled while Ritsuko grinned at her. “That’s because we’re step-siblings, Mash-chan.”

“Step-siblings?” Mash wondered.

Ritsuka nodded and explained. “Yeah. We both are children of previous marriages. My dad married her mom when I was 11.”

“His dad divorced with his wife while my dad disappeared on us when I was still a baby,” A brief sad smile emerged on Ritsuko for a moment. As Ritsuka ruffled her head, she continued. “But, it was when I was 10 my mom fell in love with his dad at their workplace and we became step-siblings.”

“I understand, it tells why both of you are close to each other,” Mash smiled.

Ritsuka scoffed with a relieved grin. “Well, she’s my responsibility since we’re stuck here. And, she owes me for dragging me here.”

“Hey, it’s better than being under the hot sun in that crazy summer,” Ritsuko laughed while rolling her eyes.

At their antics, Mash let out a soft chuckled and beamed. “As I thought, Senpais are human after all.”

“Is that so?” The Fujimaru siblings stared at her and showed a curious expression.

“Kyrielight! Could you come over and help me? I need you to bring these fruits to them,” Olga Marie’s voice called out from the other end.

“Understood!” Mash replied. She then turned to the siblings and bowed to leave. “Please stay and wait, Senpais.”

-0-

A moment later, at the small circle of 4 individuals had done eating varied dried fruits from the brought makeshift leaves plate. Ritsuko let out a contented sigh from the filled stomach while Ritsuka gulped finished his second cup of honey tea.

Mash also let out a satisfied sigh and nodded. “I’m stuffed. I can’t believe you had dried fruits with you, Director. Again, your level of preparation astonishes me.”

“I just happened to have them,” Olga Marie shrugged. Though it was further the fact she requested Romani to bring more dried fruits to supply for 4 people. “Citrus is effective against headaches. But that aside–!”

As she swung to the siblings, Ritsuko shot a curious expression while Ritsuka ate the remaining dried fruits he took. While chewing, he shifted to see Olga Marie staring at him and offered a few dried citruses. “Would you like seconds, Director?”

From his blunt yet ignorant tone, Olga Marie twitched in annoyance. “No, I’m full! But from now on, remember that I like coffee more than tea!”

Despite her words, Olga Marie snatched the dried fruits from Ritsuka and stuffed herself to them. Realized what she did, she set aside the dried fruits. “N-No, that’s not it. That’s not what I wanted to… Oh, forget it!”

With crimson red blush glowed on her cheeks, the Director turned back to the siblings with a huff. “Th-The work you’ve done so far has been passable. As the Director of Chaldea, I have to give you two credits.”

Puzzled expression shared with the siblings as they faced each other. They later spun to the Director with a lit-up bright grin and bowed in unison. “Thank you very much, Director!”

Olga Marie turned away with blush remained and sneered. “Hmph. What’s that look for? I’m sure it’s a fluke, but right now you two are all we’ve got.”

As harsh as she sounded, Olga Marie twitched in irritation at their disbelief expression shot at her. “What I’m saying is, keep it up and you might hear praise from me yet. I know a third-rater can do first-rate work.”

Much to Olga Marie’s further anger, Romani’s holographic image appeared beside Ritsuka and grinned.

“Well, well, admitting that Ritsuka-kun and Ritsuko-chan did a solid job. Have you eaten something sweet?”

The Director glared at Romani and rebutted, “Romani. If you’ve got time to be flapping your gums, use it to send these two a supply or two instead. I would feel bad if someone failed because they were ill-equipped. Especially, when they have been doing their best.”

“What’s this? ‘Feel bad?’,” Romani gasped before revealing a bright smile to her. “How kind of you. Director, does this mean you’re finally opening your heart?”

“Idio…” Realized what she nearly said, Olga Marie, turned bright red and amended. “I-I mean pitiful! Pathetic! You couldn’t even tell that?”

As he joined Fujimaru’s siblings chuckling, Romani answered. “Well, I never grow tired of watching a young man and women interact. Although, for young women, Director, you’re not really…”

“Is that right?” Mash stared at the Director for a moment before responding with a small beam. “The Director is older, but I feel we have similar tastes. I feel affection for her.”

“I suppose age doesn’t matter, regardless! The Director is still a woman, Doctor,” Ritsuko nodded with a grin too.

Seeing the Doctor nodded in understanding at their words, Olga Marie jaw dropped and twitched. “What are you going on about? I told you before that you’re all just tools to me!”

“Zur, zur!”

Olga Marie nodded at the inhuman growl and included. “There, see? Even this shadowy-like monster-thing agrees with me!”

Oblivious to her, the four paled at the sight of the skeleton monster crouching beside her at ease. Mash gulped as she nervously pointed out, “Um, Director…”

“A-About that shadowy-like monster…” Romani gulped and lifted his trembling finger to the monster beside her.

“Huh?” Curious and puzzled expressed on her faces at the four reactions.

Olga Marie turned to where Romani pointed and gawked at the skeleton monster cheerfully waving its bony hand at her.

Face turned pale in that instant, the Director’s lip quivered in fright. With a shaky sigh, she shrieked at the top of lungs that echoed through the cave. “Eeeeek! Mash, hurry up and get rid of it! It’s gonna eat me! It’s gonna eat me!”

-0-

“What gives? I thought you two supposed to be resting,” Caster raised one of his eyebrows at the sight in his view.

Olga Marie crouching and shivering behind a large tree, her mouth muttering ‘please don’t let them eat me’ over and over.

Romani’s face buried onto the desk with dark clouds hovering over him. His shoulders sagged tiredly refusing to budge an inch for a while after that chaotic turmoil.

Mash and Ritsuko lied their bodies over the large uneven tree roots.

Their faces showed a dull and exhausted expression after getting rid of the unforeseen assault from the said skeleton and its army.

Last, Ritsuka lay down on the ground with face planted in the dirt. After breaking every single bone and executing each of them, the energy he gained back from resting used up in that instant.

Ritsuko let out a dull groan and replied, “The craziest party you’re missing out just happened.”

“Yeah,” Ritsuka replied but his voice was being muffled by the ground. “The greatest party of all time. Uninvited skeleton army and all-out brawling match those damn things.”

-0-

With Caster having his fill from his hunger, the group continued walking and entered the cave beneath the giant tree. Once inside, it comprised a series of seals carved around above 50 feet of barren rock.

“What is that…?!” Ritsuko stared at the interior with confusion and horror.

The eerie purple light shining behind the barren rock made Olga Marie gulped as her eyes widened.

“This is the Greater Grail… It’s an ultra-superior Magical Reactor… What’s it doing on this island nation in the Far East?”

“According to our data, it was built by an eminent family of alchemists called the Einzberns,” Romani’s voice explained from Olga Marie’s wristwatch.

“Though, they didn’t belong to the Mage’s Association, and were solely made of homunculi.”

As Olga Marie’s mouth opened to speak, Caster interrupted and turned his head to gesture above them. “Sorry, that’s it for the chitchat. The lady has noticed us.”

Followed Caster’s gaze, a young woman with platinum-blonde haired tied in a bun, pale slender physique and impassive golden orbs stared down at them. A black sword rested in front of her with both hands settling on the hilt.

The chilling gaze from her silence made both siblings and Olga Marie gulped in fear. Mash gulped at the sight and murmured, “Unbelievable magical output… Is that really King Arthur?”

“No question,” Romani’s holographic image appeared beside Mash and nodded to affirm.

“She seems to have changed somehow, but she’s the King of Britain, Arthur, wielder of the Sacred Sword.

“Her gender’s different from the legend, but she had her reasons for dressing like a man in Camelot. I mean, you can’t assume the throne unless you’re a man, right? She must’ve had to pretend to be a guy for family reasons.”

With an annoyed sigh, Romani’s eyebrows furrowed and continued, “I have an idea who’s behind that.

“It’s mentioned in the legends, but Merlin really has a terrible taste.”

“Huh? Ah, you’re right.” Mash’s violet orb widened after understanding what Romani had said and stared back at her. “I thought that person was a man, but it’s a woman.”

“Eh? Then, the King Arthur right now before us is a woman?!” Ritsuko’s orbs widened in shock and leaned her head to examine closer to affirm Romani’s words.

“Wait, Merlin?” Ritsuka’s blue orbs widened after viewing closer, but he swung to Romani and asked. “You mean that Merlin who’s the trusted advisor, mentor and parental figure to King Arthur? That same Merlin who is the most powerful warlock in Arthurian legend?!”

“Yeah, the one and only,” Romani nodded and sighed.

Caster swung his staff forward and reminded with a steely voice. “Don’t be fooled by her appearance. She’s a monster. Her power is not of muscle, but a ridiculous amount of magical energy.

“Every single strike is massive. If you’re not paying attention, the top half of your body will go flying.”

“Basically, just think of her like a human rocket,” Mash nodded and whirled her shield forward. “Understood, I’ll fight back with everything I’ve got.”

“Good.” Caster nodded with a smirk. “If you defeat her, the anomaly in this town will disappear. Listen, that includes both me and her. After that, it’s your job. I don’t know what will happen but do the best you can.”

Nodded again, Mash gazed back at the black Saber above them. Teeth gritted and saliva gulped down their throats as they prepared whatever attacks she fired at them.

Instead, a small amused smile curled on Saber’s lips and she hummed. “I see. You’ve got an interesting Servant with you.”

“What! You could talk? You were just maintaining your silence all this time?” Caster shouted with complete bewilderment at the words she uttered.

Saber beamed wider and replied. “Yes, and you were being watched the whole time you were chatting. I merely acted as a scarecrow.”

With a stride forward, she grasped the black sword with her. Saber leaped off from her spot and landed on the ground with black armor remained intact from the jump.

She strode a few steps forward with apathy at their alert expression. “But—it’s interesting. I’m curious about that Noble Phantasm.”

Within reach, golden orbs stared intently at the dark-colored shield, Saber prodded. “A shield, is it? Be ready, strange girl. This sword shall test the truth of your shield.”

The black sword swung forward pointing at both Servants, Caster shouted with a determined glare. “Get ready, Masters, young lady!”

“Here she comes—Masters!” Mash shouted.

Blue and orange orbs glanced at each other, a fixed answer made between the siblings. Ritsuka nodded and commanded, “Yeah, let’s fight together!”

“No way are we gonna lose this! Mash-chan, Caster!” Ritsuko shouted too.

“Yes! Mash Kyrielight, here I come!”

When violet and red orbs gazed back at Saber’s golden, the latter gripped hold of her sword and lunged forward towards them. Caster raised and swiped his hand in the air with a yell, “Ansuz!”

Fireballs fired out from the rows of runic words, all homing towards Saber. But, Saber effortlessly dodged with ease, turning and slashing each that came towards her. An irritated grunt escaped Caster’s lips, he spun and tapped his staff onto the ground.

Multiples of magic circle appeared on the ground as one occurred before Saber.

The minute she entered, the magic circle glowed and erupted into a huge fire pillar. Relieved and amazed faces expressed on Ritsuko and Ritsuka.

But, a black energy wave sliced off the pillar revealing an unharmed Saber. She soon charged forward further and another magic circle erupted a fire pillar. But, it too got extinguished with a stroke of her sword that cut it down.

With the last of the fire pillar erupted, Saber emerged out unscathed and tried to strike at Caster. But, Mash stepped in between them while Caster jumped backward. Her shield gripped before her against the striking sword.

The black sword against the metal plate of the shield, sparks formed from the clashing. As they drew back, Mash raised her shield up again to stop the incoming strike. The blue-haired Servant waved his staff and summoned tree vines from the ground.

Raised her weapon, Saber maintained her ground despite being pushed by the tree vines. When the tree vines slammed her against the rock wall, Saber jumped out from the dust cloud and sprinted towards them.

When the black sword clashed with Mash’s shield again, rocks burst out shooting from the ground by the immense pressure. While the siblings shield the rocks coming to them, Olga Marie stepped forward as her arm twitched with a piece of rocks fall to her hand.

She then flung it onto the ground and it exploded into a bright light. A second later, a luminous yellow magic circle formed before the three deflecting away from the incoming rock.

Saber leaped back when a flamethrower blasted at her by Caster. As she charged to strike, Mash once again deflected the attack with her shield. The black knight swung her sword against the violet-haired Servant that sought to stand her ground.

Each repeated swinging of the black sword, Mash hold her shield firmly against the beating. While swinging, Saber asked with a challenging tone. “What’s wrong? Won’t you come forward?”

From the next powerful swing, Mash held her shield against it. Yet, the great pressure made her flinched. “Ugh!”

“Mash-chan!” Ritsuko gasped with both her hands raised to her mouth.

Ritsuka muttered with his fists clenched. “Damn it…”

The equally furrowed eyebrows and narrowed orbs expressed worried and fear on the siblings’ faces. Despite noticing it, Olga Marie shot a swift glance before shifting her view to the front. At the front, a magic circle formed beneath Caster while Mash shielded another of Saber’s strike.

When Saber pulled back her sword, instead of striking above, she swung it against the ground. The powerful and quick swung of her black sword knocked Mash back flying with her shield thrown away.

At another collected gasps, Caster growled and whirled his staff. “Tch! Ansuz!”

Kindled his staff into flames, Caster charged ahead and stroked his staff against the black sword. While it clashed, Ritsuko and Ritsuka looked at each other with a small nod.

Before they could dash over, Olga Marie drew her hand out to them. “If you two intend to go help her, you’ll only be in the way.”

She then took a deep breath and continued, “No, worse than that.”

Ritsuko turned to Olga Marie and demanded, “But Mash-chan is…!”

“Prepare your resolve,” The Director’s comments cut her, her orange orbs suggesting them to shift back in front.

“Mash…” Ritsuka mumbled, shifting to where she was. On the ground, Mash slowly lifted her head to watch Caster fending off Saber. The torn coat and the bleeding cut on his face didn’t deter Caster from the injury.

Mash’s violet orb gazed resolutely at their fight with a steadfast expression. Her hand propped on the ground to push herself up with her enduring strength.

Despite the impassive expression on her face, Olga Marie’s calmer voice assured to them. “I understand how you two feel. Painfully so…”

Ritsuka shot to her with a frustrated and restless expression. “Then, are we going to just–!”

Olga Marie cut them off with her sharp tone, “Both of you are that girl’s Masters. That girl is your Servant.”

Her shield reached into her hand, Mash grabbed and dragged it close to her. With her shield set on the ground, she gradually got herself stood on the ground. But as she stood up, Caster swung his staff at Saber.

Saber moved her body to the side to dodge and whirled her sword against the ground. The swinging movement created shock waves from the ground and sent both Caster and Mash flying back.

“Guah!” Caster landed and skidded against the ground with a heavy thud. The blue coat ripped and his torso covered in both abrasion and dust.

“Ugh!” Mash got knocked further back and crashed into the rock wall.

The awful sight before them had their eyes swelled in horror. Ritsuko’s mouth trembled to cry out her violet-haired Servant’s name. But, the fear consumed her as she turned her eyes away shut from whatever may take place next.

“Fou…?” A concerned squeak escaped from Fou as he stared at the orange-haired Master with a concerned expression.

“Do not look away!”

Olga Marie’s sharp and harsh voice made Ritsuko snapped her eyes opened. She faced at the Director whose gaze remained fixated at the two Servants. Olga Marie continued reminding her. “Face straight ahead! Hold your head high! What should you really be doing as a Master?”

Pulling himself up with the staff, one of Caster’s red orbs glanced over to where the commotion he heard. Towards Ritsuko, a startled expression shown on her face. She realized how cowardly she had done.

As though she made up in her mind, Ritsuko nodded with understanding and faced back to the front. Ritsuka had peered at his sister and turned back to the front after watching her determined face.

As once more, Mash reached for her shield and stood back up. Despite the ragged breath leaving her lips, her gaze remained rigid at Saber who stared down at them. The black knight heaved a deep sigh and gripped her sword.

A sudden eruption of purple aura shrouded around Saber. Ritsuka’s wristwatch beeped with Romani’s warning voice exclaimed, “It’s coming!”

“I shall answer those eyes,” Black soil and sands from the ground circled around Saber like a whirlwind. With her cold golden orbs, Saber decided with a yell, “And to the heart, that means to protect its Master!”

Another outbreak of energy burst from Saber, and the purple aura soon twisted into a dark-colored light transmitted to the sword. The channeled energy created a broad sword-shape around the black blade.

Before the three could react, Mash stepped right before Saber in a distance. Her shield stood rigid while she gritted her teeth at the incoming attack. Ritsuka’s blue orbs widened and called out, “Mash!”

“Young lady!” Caster shouted.

Olga Marie gasped with a complete worried expression displayed on her face, “Please endure it, Mash!”

Without hesitation, Ritsuko narrowed her orbs and hurried towards where Mash stood. Ritsuka noticed and tried to follow. But, Olga Marie caught his hand as he was about to go. “Wait!”

“Director, you asked what we should do as her Master right?”

At the sudden question from Ritsuka, Olga Marie stared at him in bewilderment. Ritsuka continued without glancing back. “Even if we’re just going to be a burden… More than anything, we want to be there by her side, together and fight.”

“That’s a Servant you’re going against! There’s no way you two will stand a chance against Saber. Mash is your Servant that’s why–!”

“Then, go to hell with the Servant and Master you guys decided for us!” Ritsuka’s sharp yelling made her flinch in shock. He shifted behind to confront her with frustration, anger and yet, determined expressions.

The raven-haired Master continued with his strong blue orbs staring back into her orange. “Before a Master and that crap… That’s our friend struggling with her life risking for us to get out of here. And as her Master you keep asserting, we’ll fight together right by her side!”

His hand moved to hers that gripped his arm, Ritsuka pulled it off from her and hustled off to follow his sister. Olga Marie snapped out from her stupor and shrieked at him, “F-Fujimaru!”

But, the two siblings ignored her screams and continued heading to the violet-haired Servant. As Mash stood there, she gulped at the immense pressure growing from Saber. Her grip on the shield’s handle tightened and braced the coming blow.

“Iron Hammer of the Hollow King.

“Overturn the aurora.

“Swallow the light!” Raising her weapon high, the energy around the blade turned bigger. The whirlwind around Saber whirled stronger and faster.

With another sharp breath, she suddenly yelled with a resolute tone, “Excalibur Morgan!”

End of Section 9 pt.1

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Powerful Benefits and Uses of Garlic (& Why I Take It Daily)

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Powerful Benefits and Uses of Garlic (& Why I Take It Daily)

Garlic is an herb that I always have on hand, usually in several different forms. From powder, salt, and minced for cooking to fresh for both cooking and wellness — this herb has a plethora of uses besides being tasty!

Garlic: Revered or Feared?

Garlic is one of the oldest cultivated herbs dating back to more than 5,000 years ago, but its place in society has wavered. Some cultures saw garlic as an herb fit for the gods, while others found it repulsive and fit for only animal feed. Its use in society stretched the gamut of these beliefs.

In fact, the ancient Egyptians worshipped garlic as a god and also used it as currency! Because of this, Egyptians swore on cloves of garlic much in the way some swear on the Bible. Interestingly, only the lower-class actually ate garlic because the rich believed it was too “coarse and common” for their delicate palate. In Greece, India, and England, garlic was considered too pungent for upper-class people to eat.

Despite all the controversy, many cultures believed garlic was protective. In ancient Korea it was thought that tigers hated the smell of garlic, so people would eat pickled garlic before traversing the mountains. In ancient Greece, midwives hung cloves of garlic on the window to ward off evil spirits during childbirth. They also used garlic internally as a medicinal herb despite (or because of) its strong odor and taste.

But because of this strong taste, herbalists have been torn throughout history as to whether garlic was indeed helpful or an herb best avoided. There is one legend that goes, “When Satan stepped out from the Garden of Eden after the fall of man, Garlick sprang up from the spot where he placed his left foot and onion from that where his right foot touched.”

Garlic has been linked to romance and thought of as an aphrodisiac. It has also been used as an antiseptic during wartime and, famously, in the four thieves remedy that protected plunderers during the plague. Today we enjoy garlic for its amazing flavor and many medicinal qualities as studies have been piling up to support garlic’s use as an herbal remedy for many ailments.

Science-Backed Reasons to Eat Garlic

In modern times, garlic still enjoys being loved by many (and hated by some). I’m married to an Italian so you can guess the feeling in our house!

But there are reasons to eat garlic that have nothing to do with flavor and everything to do with health…

Healthy Heart and Metabolic Function

Some evidence suggests that garlic may help promote heart health and fight heart disease. Garlic may slow down atherosclerosis (hardening of the arteries) and lower blood pressure slightly, between 7% and 8%. (Most of the studies on high blood pressure have used a specific formulation called Kwai.)

One study that lasted 4 years found that people who took 900 mg daily of standardized powder slowed the development of atherosclerosis. It also seems to be an anticoagulant, meaning it acts as a blood-thinner, which may help the fight against heart attacks and strokes.

Additionally, a 2010 placebo-controlled trial included 50 patients with hypertension. The trial concluded that aged garlic was as good as hypertension medications in lowering systolic blood pressure.

Finally, research shows that garlic can also help reduce blood sugar levels as well as cholesterol levels and triglycerides.

Healthy Hair

According to a 2009 study, garlic can help reduce hair loss when used topically. It also has negligible side effects, making it a safe choice. Infuse garlic cloves in olive oil to make a garlic oil and rub into the scalp as needed.

Protects Against Group B Strep

A local midwife suggests consuming a raw garlic clove or capsule of garlic daily, along with 2,000 mg of vitamin C to help balance gut bacteria and avoid GBS. Anecdotally, this remedy worked for me in my past two pregnancies after testing positive during one pregnancy. But one in vitro study that looked at allicin extract’s effect on GBS in a petri dish found that garlic was able to kill the bacteria in three hours. More research is needed to know if this treatment works, but many midwives and moms swear by it.

Colds and Flu

According to a 2001 study, ingesting garlic can prevent the common cold or flu. But the evidence on garlic’s ability to shorten the duration of colds and flu seems to come from elderly friends and grandparents who swear by its effectiveness. But garlic is safe (and delicious!), so it’s worth a try. We consume fresh cloves during illness as needed.

Anti-Fungal

Garlic may help treat fungal infections like athlete’s foot, one study published in Annals of Applied Biology discovered. But garlic can also be irritating to the skin, so be cautious and listen to your body when using undilute garlic juice or fresh garlic.

Repel Mosquitos

There’s no evidence that eating garlic or rubbing it on the skin repels mosquitos. But that doesn’t stop people from doing it anyway! Many swear that eating a lot of garlic in a camping meal helps repel biting mosquitoes. Garlic is a healthy food, so there’s no harm in trying it (just keep some natural bug spray close by too).

Anti-Cancer

Garlic is anti-inflammatory and fights oxidative stress, making it a potential cancer fighter. A review article published in Cancer Prevention Research explains that garlic and other vegetables in the allium family affect many biological processes that modify cancer risk. Garlic can slow cancer cell growth and speed up cancer cell death. The studies looked at garlic’s effect on cancers including:

stomach

prostate

colorectal

esophageal

breast

larynx

ovary

However, the review points out that it is unknown how much garlic consumption causes a reduction in cancer risk. More research is needed to find this as well as to explore the connection between overall diet and lifestyle, garlic consumption, and cancer risk. The main takeaway is that there are anti-cancer properties in garlic, giving us one more reason to include it in a healthy diet!

Ear Infections

Ear infections can be bacterial or viral. Antibiotics obviously won’t help the viral cases, but garlic will. Garlic oil is a great remedy for ear infections. It is naturally antimicrobial, antiviral, and antibacterial. I make this recipe and keep it on hand when my kids need it.

How to Take Garlic

According to the University of Maryland Medical center, the following doses are considered generally safe doses but check with a doctor or healthcare professional before using any herb as a remedy:

Whole garlic clove: 2 – 4 grams per day of fresh, minced cloves (each clove is approximately 1 gram) (I try to consume 3-4 cloves daily)

Aged garlic extract: 600 – 1,200 mg, daily in divided doses

Freeze-dried capsules: 200 mg, 2 tablets 3 times daily, standardized to 1.3% alliin or 0.6% allicin. Products may also be found standardized to contain 10 – 12 mg/Gm allicin and 4,000 mcg of total allicin potential (TAP).

Fluid extract (1:1 w/v): 4 mL, daily

Tincture (1:5 w/v): 20 mL, daily

Oil: 0.03 – 0.12 mL, 3 times daily

Can Garlic Be Harmful?

Garlic is listed as Generally Recognized as Safe (GRAS) by the U.S. Food and Drug Administration. But always check with your doctor or herbalist as some herbs can interact with other herbs, supplements, or medications.

Side effects from garlic include:

upset stomach

bloating

bad breath

body odor

stinging sensation or lesions from handling garlic

Other, rarer side effects from garlic supplements include:

headache

fatigue

loss of appetite

muscle aches

dizziness/vertigo

allergies including skin rash and asthma

Garlic is considered safe for most people (including pregnant and breastfeeding women) in amounts found in food. It’s unclear if supplement doses of garlic are safe during pregnancy or breastfeeding.

Garlic may not be safe if you have the following medical issues:

Bleeding disorder or upcoming surgery – Garlic (especially fresh garlic) may increase the risk of bleeding.

Diabetes – Garlic can lower blood sugar so it may lower blood sugar too much in some people.

Stomach or digestion problems – Garlic may irritate the gastrointestinal tract.

Low blood pressure – Because garlic can lower blood pressure it may be unsafe for those with already low blood pressure.

Always check with your doctor to determine if garlic is right for you.

How I Use Garlic

Because of the benefit, I use garlic daily in some form:

I keep garlic powder, garlic salt, and minced garlic in the kitchen for easy use in cooking.

I finely mince 2-4 cloves a day or more and consume by taking a small spoonful at a time and washing down with water.

Fresh garlic cloves go into my salad dressings and fresh dishes.

I occasionally take garlic capsules for an extra boost.

Other ways to use garlic:

Simmer in olive oil to make garlic oil for earaches (put a few drops of cooled oil in the ear).

Treat thinning hair by applying garlic oil to the scalp.

Eat fermented garlic honey to boost the immune system during illness.

Garlic in the diet can be a natural remedy for group B strep during pregnancy (midwives advise eating a clove a day).

A footbath containing fresh cloves of garlic can help with athlete’s foot.

Reduce mosquitos in in your yard by using garlic-infused water on and around mosquito breeding areas.

Note: Garlic can be very strong, so try garlic oil or infused water before using straight garlic cloves on the skin.

Do you take garlic? How do you use it? Share below!

Sources:

Thomson, Bordia, Ali, & Muslim. (2006, March 01). Including Garlic in the Diet May Help Lower Blood Glucose, Cholesterol, and Triglycerides. Retrieved from https://academic.oup.com/jn/article/136/3/800S/4664365

Treatment of Alopecia Areata with Topical Garlic Extract. (n.d.). Retrieved from https://www.researchgate.net/publication/260656650

Cutler, R. R., Odent, M., Hajj-Ahmad, H., Maharjan, S., Bennett, N. J., Josling, P. D., . . . Dall’Antonia, M. (2009, January). In vitro activity of an aqueous allicin extract and a novel allicin topical gel formulation against Lancefield group B streptococci. Retrieved from https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/19001449

Josling, P. (n.d.). Preventing the common cold with a garlic supplement: A double-blind, placebo-controlled survey. Retrieved from https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/11697022

The use of garlic (Allium sativum) extracts to control foot rot of Phaseolus vulgaris caused by Fusarium solani f.sp. phaseoli. (n.d.). Retrieved from https://www.researchgate.net/publication/230086148

Garlic and onions: Their cancer prevention properties. (n.d.). Retrieved from https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC4366009/

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I Tried to Treat Cancer with Black Cumin Seed Oil

I like to share my experience using Black cumin seed oil and black seed herb to try to treat my Hodgkin's lymphoma that I was diagnosed with when I was 14 years old and I'm 26 years old now. The disease is still there and I used a great deal of many different natural remedies after trying very strong chemo and 3 ( 20 session rounds of radiation).

I'd like to share all the different remedies that I tried in order to try to guide someone who may be experiencing a form of cancer and would like to try a natural solution. Before I talk about what I tried I'd like to mention and say that I don't have a cure and I can't actually tell you that this is a cure. I tried a great deal of different remedies and  herbs, spices, different kind of drinks; so I tested many different things and here's what I found out. 

After taking chemo on and off for three years and radiation in 2011 I found a hard bump in the left side of my neck. By that point I decided that if the disease comes back and I even mentioned this to my doctor two years before that I am not going to take any chemo or radiation, I will now try natural remedies.

Typically whenever I find a lump or bump and the symptom of itching, the doctor would say you need to CT-scan and PT-scan. Even the littlest bump he would always say this, but this time he said I'm not concerned even though I have the same symptoms I had originally which was severe itchiness all over the body and the bump felt bigger than the original one in my neck in the beginning. I think because he knew I wouldn't be taking any chemo and he didn't want to expose his field.

I also had a small one on the other side and multiple ones under my chin. I was sure the disease had returned and I decided and accepted that it's there and I decided I need to try to treat it naturally. Around that time I wanted to go on a trip to Mecca to make umrah, and it was a dream that I had all my life and even though I did not feel healthy, I thought if I don't go now I may feel sicker and not be able to go latter.

As you all may know Saudi Arabia is a very complicated country and requests many different things and a very complicated country to deal with. After all the struggles we left, I drank zamzam water in the mosque and drank a gallon worth and the bump did not go down whatsoever.

After coming back I was starting to panic and I was depressed and I didn't really know what to do. I kept contacting Herbalist or Islamic herbalists to try to get a remedy and all of them were not replying. I knew of the black cumin seed oil of course from the hadith of the prophet that says black seed is cure for all diseases but death. I tried it before and did not feel better but this time I thought maybe I did not give enough time so let me try again.

I took about two tablespoons based on what a Muslim doctor told me, and I asked him did you test this dosage and he said no. I said so why did you tell me two? He said it's just a guess I came out of my head lol. Meaning based on nothing, and he said you can try your own remedy that you make and see what works.

So I just went with the general dosage that he gave me and I used to take it down with orange juice and it tasted absolutely disgusting. I would grind the seeds in a coffee grinder otherwise I would literally choke to death. I tried it for some time and itchiness wasn't going down, I even found some of the lumps were getting bigger or spreading. I already knew that when I would take back seed by itself it was not really working and I concluded by that point that I don't know the proper dosage and usage for it to work.

So I kept searching for different remedies and I was literally stuck and didn't know what to do. So I found a herbalist on YouTube talking about a certain remedy, and the herbs that he mentioned I know have anticancer affects and I know about them from my own reading so I thought why not give it a try. It was that you would combine Cumin, Curry, Garlic, Carrots, Celery, and a few other things in a soup and then drink it. I tried that and of course, I didn't get any improvement.

I kept on searching very, very hard for other remedies and I stumble upon the lady who claimed that she killed her stage four cancer with carrot juice. I heard before about carrot juice having anticancer effects and I thought okay, this is the answer for me. I told my parents that I need to try this remedy and buy me a huge bag of carrot juice.  And a few days later they did and I started the remedy of juicing carrots.

I would drink a large 32 glass cup every day and I did that for eight months. What I found was that it seemed that the tumors were slowing down in growth and spreading less and the one in my neck was slightly smaller but not that much. And the itchiness was not all that better. I forgot to mention I was drinking a large cup of green tea every single day for about a year and also found that it was slowing down the growth of the tumors and made them smaller slightly but not that much and likewise the itchiness was not that much better.

So I decided to stop those two remedies and search for new remedy. This is now 2014 and I had severe bone pain. It was so bad that I almost concluded that it must've spread now to my bones and I was almost accepted that fact. I was crying and begging God to help me cure the severe bone pain and direct me to a remedy if not to cure it, just give me relief.

A few days later while was searching online, I found a man who claimed he had advanced testicular cancer and he said that have Habanero cured it. He said that is a very, very spicy pepper. I researched some medical sites to see if it could be possibly true that peppers have anti-cancer affects. I found that a certain ingredient known as Caspian is in fact a ingredient in peppers that have anticancer affects. This was all new to me, I never heard that peppers or hot peppers have anti cancer affects.

I knew they were healthy and my parents told me they are good for the immune system, but I never knew they have anticancer affects. I also read that it has anti-pain effects and it's a natural painkiller. I thought okay, I hit two bones with one stone, I get rid of tumors and reduce the severe bone pain. I already had cayenne pepper in my home so I started to use that and I would put them in gelatin capsules. And I did it as a test to see if it would reduce my bumps and remember at that point, that the cancer must have spread to the bones because of the severe bone pain that I had.

So after the first dose or a few doses I felt a improvement with the bone pain, and I thought wow! this actually worked. I feel the severe bone pain is better. That means this it is so strong that it is even able to kill tumors in the bones that means it will likely be able to help me. Then after a few hours the pain would come back.  I concluded that what must be happening is the Caspian must be reducing the bone pain due to the natural painkilling effect. The bone pain was likely due to low Vitamin D I latter found out after I treated it with long period of sun exposure. 

I didn't feel much improved with the itchiness or the sizes of the bumps. I thought okay let's try the powder so I bought some. It is one of the hottest peppers in the world but I didn't know it is literally a volcano. I filled 4 gelatin capsules as I did in the past for black cumin seed oil and filled them to the brink and took them all in one shot on an empty stomach. After that I ate a salad and as you know water makes spicy foods more spicy. At first it didn't feel too bad, just a slight burn or sting in the stomach but wasn't too bad. Then I went to go eat my dinner or lunch, which was canned tuna or sardines with sauce and as you know sauce also makes spicy food more spicy.

The first bite I felt like my guts were being torn to shreds and I was gonna vomit. I went running into the bathroom and I was moaning and groaning and my mom said it sounded like somebody giving birth. I heard my sister laughing and talking as if nothing is happening while I almost die and I pray that she feels the worst type of pain one day while everyone laughs as if nothing is happening.

Despite my Cancer she cut me off for years and my other sister as well and I hope and pray that they will be thrown into the flames of hell forever. My mom kept asking how much did you take? I kept telling her get the milk! I am gonna die, and she kept asking how much did you take? And she didn't have any consideration of the severe pain that I was in. My dad was traveling to see his mom at the time and mom doesn't drive and my sibling at the time couldn't drive and she said where will I take you?

After that she took my Habanero powder and she said don't use it until my dad comes back. So I started using cayenne and overall there was no improvement with the bump sizes or itchiness and I started to develop bad cramping in my abdomen. After my dad came back and I went back to use that and I kept getting severe stomach pain that I got the first time, sort of the same but not exactly as bad. I would get that pain many times and I kept taking it for about 6 months. Then I moved on to buy black cumin seed oil. I need to try something different because habareno is too harsh to the stomach and it could cause me a ulcer or poisoning or something.

So I bought a 16 ounces bottle of black seed oil and I tried that as a remedy. The first place that I bought from was a company known as piping rocking. I bought from them because they were the cheapest price that I can find online and if it's cheap it may not be good but it may not be bad either. I did not have any other option so that's what I tried. I kept buying from them for about six months and I found some of the tumors were bigger and spreading. The itchiness is not any better either so I decided to try another company, the more popular one which was amazingherbs. I tried them for about a year but it was not any better- it was just kind of stay the same.

After that I decide to stop and try to search for new remedy. I went back to the Habanero powder and I took a smaller dose and I just kept on doing that until I was able to find some other remedy. I kept doing that for about a year and at this point I started to eat sugar. I started to feel like the tumors were going down at this point after all these years of different various remedies and it felt like I'm very much close to the border of being cured.

I thought it seems as though the tumors are going down and I maybe cured soon. So now I can start eating sugar but all this time, all these years I wasn't eating any bit of sugar. I thought any damage the sugar does- as you know its fuel for tumors- I will just make up the difference by taking more habareno powder.

8 months latter I found a very large mass in the left side of my chest on my breast. I knew that it was because of eating sugar and disappointed I thought what did I just do it myself?

I was very close to being cured and now I have a very large bump in my chest. By this point my stomach was really damaged from the habanaro powder and I needed a break from it. When my dad saw the bump in my chest he started to panic and he told me to eat a lot of curry, a lot black seed herb, lemon and vinegar on the salads.

That was the straw that broke the camel's back, I have developed a severe ulcer at that point. A year later while typing this I still have the ulcer. What I decided to try next was flaxseed 2 tablespoons of flaxseeds Recently I started to take onion juice of 2 tablespoons with water or with salad. So what I noticed after all these remedies that worked best are two things.

The number one was Habanero powder and number two was onion juice. I suggest that you try those two remedies with black cumin seed oil or with the whole herb.

#Advantages of Black cumin Seed Oil #Uses of Black cumin Seed Oil #Black cumin Seed Oil Uses #black cumin seed oil benefits #benefits of black cumin seed oil

[chocolate-brownies]

How Floating Down a River Helped Me Learn How to Go With the Flow

How Floating Down a River Helped Me Learn How to Go With the Flow:

Here’s how one woman found lasting peace while floating on her belly down a wild river in Switzerland.

Finding peace along the Aare River in Switzerland.

Thousands of bare feet march on the paved and dirt paths along the Aare riverbank every summer in search of the perfect entry point into bright turquoise waters. The Aare River cuts through the heart of Bern, the well-groomed Swiss capital an hour’s train ride from Zurich. Last summer, I joined the hordes for a refreshing dip in the glacial melt coming from the Alps, despite having many nail-biting reservations. As peaceful and calming as the water looks and sounds, there’s no question I was entering a wild, unpredictable, fast-moving river with the sole purpose of letting myself get swept away. And in the past, getting “swept away” for me meant having to get rescued.

During a trip to New Zealand’s South Island with my sister in 2013, I naively trusted my white-water rafting guide (who, in hindsight, I believe was high) when he said it was safe to swim the rapids. I was the only one brave—or dumb—enough to body surf class III waves. I ended underneath our vessel, getting tossed around like gym socks in a washing machine. The guide assured the other six concerned passengers that he could feel me thrashing under the belly of the raft, and therefore, I was fine. I resurfaced unwounded but pale as a ghost, gasping for air, and covered in snot from forcefully trying to breathe.

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On that same trip, there was a second incident that was just as dramatic. My sister and I capsized in three feet of freezing river water when our kayak hit a rock. Disoriented, frustrated, cold, and wet, I went after our runaway oar without thinking. My sister, Maria, yelled at me from shore, and by the time I turned to holler back, I realized I was chest-deep in a current so strong that I had no choice but to flip on my back (river safety rules 101) and helplessly float downriver until someone “saved” me. In this instance, I didn’t panic. Instead, I was so consumed with anger at both the river and my poor choices (ugh, not again) that I had a bitch face until I was fished out—maybe three minutes later—and for the rest of the day. Needless to say, in both instances, I walked away unhappy and slightly traumatized.

So, to just dive in to the Aare and intentionally get “taken” in the river—a mere five years after feeling so unsafe in wild waters—was terrifying. But I’m a Pisces, and I love being in water. So there was a big part of me ready to wash away my river angst for good.

Floating down the Aare River in Switzerland.

Finding My Flow

Around noon, I met my guide, Neda, who seemed much more reliable—and sober—than the one I met in New Zealand. I ate my nerves, devouring a plate of fries and warm goat cheese salad while I interrogated Neda about how this was going to work.You just jump in? Then what? Does someone pluck you out (like they did for me in New Zealand)? What’s the exit strategy? How cold is it? How deep is it? Have people drowned?

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She laughed and offered some insights, but not a lot. She assured me it would be fine and fun (I’d heard this before) and distracted me with intriguing facts about nearby BearPark, where a real-life version of the Berenstain Bears (mom, Bjork, dad, Finn, and daughter, Ursina) live in the city center. After lunch, we fed the adorable furry family whole watermelons, tossing four big ones over a glass wall (squat and press) with the permission and supervision of a zookeeper. My form was so strong (my trainer would be proud) that I felt secure in my body and ready for whatever comes next. Bravo, Neda, for getting me out of my own head and reminding me that I’m tough.

At 3:30 p.m., we meandered a short distance from BearPark to the Marzili pool, which is actually a lush, green lawn with changing stations, bathrooms, and, yes, a pool on the river’s edge. Half-naked bodies sunbathing, socializing, or eating ice cream from Gelateria di Berna covered the promenade, making it a perfect pseudo-beach on this 87-degree afternoon.

Carrying our belongings in our individual dry bags, which also serve as a float or lifesaver, we joined the bathing-suit-clad procession along the river to find our entry point. The longer you walk, the longer you float, Neda told me. Walk 20 minutes, drift for 10. As we walked and watched people begin their swim, it still hadn’t sunk in what was about to happen. There were no clear rules, signs, flags, or safety whistles. When I saw people cannonballing from an iron footbridge up ahead and Neda finally piped up about some of the dangers of what we were about to do, my fight-or-flight response kicked in.

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Facing fear and jumping into the Aare River.

Ready to take the plunge—literally

We found a short, unoccupied staircase with a red rail leading into the water and opted to take it. Neda sweetly held my hand as we began our total immersion into the 70-degree water. I wasn’t convinced I was making the right decision, especially since I still felt so uncertain about when and how I was going to get out. But the reason I was getting into this water was to change my negative narrative. So, into the water I went.

In seconds, the fast-flowing river had me in her grips, pushing me in the direction from whence I came. Neda instructed me to hug my float and frog-kick toward the middle of the river, where the water is deeper, so I’d be less likely to hit rocks. All of this was alarming, especially as the distance between Neda and I began to widen.

I found myself automatically reciting my Transcendental Meditation mantra. (And yes, I know I’m not supposed to use my sacred mantra in this way but I find this anchor helpful in grounding my thoughts in, well, ungrounding situations.)

Once Neda and I were side-by-side again, I noticed she was smiling and not moving much. She was just letting herself drift.

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I wanted to do this, too, but was still fighting to work with the current, kicking to keep my body steady, streamlined, afloat, and, most importantly, near Neda. I looked around and saw that others—there were literally hundreds of people in the water with us, either ahead or behind, and only a few adjacent—had given in to the river’s hold, like Neda. I don’t know how to do this, I thought. I have to stay alert to avoid rocks, people, and missing my exit, right? I mean, I’d like to relax. I know that’s the point. But I’m still so much in my head and so scared of the unknown.

Seriously, I say to myself, how are we gonna get out?

To stave off panic, I closed my eyes for a minute and slowed my breathing, this time implementing meditation techniques as they were taught to me—minus the sitting comfortably on a cushion part. As my mantra worked its magic in the back of my mind, at the front, I told myself to be present and experience the thrill of the moment, as it would be short-lived and may not happen again. When I accepted my mind’s proposal to simply be present, I opened my eyes to fully soak up this experience. That’s when I saw what was really happening: We were all just bobbing ice cubes in this refreshing drink, melting away our stress on a stunning summer day.

Finally, I stopped trying to control my movements and let the river’s current take control.

Feeling weightless and free, I started smiling. I had no idea what would happen next, and yet, I felt calmer than ever. I flipped on my back to change perspectives and watched a few clouds moving faster than usual in the sky. I noticed some people riding inflatable tubes downriver, and others playing volleyball. I looked at my unmoving feet and wiggled my purple-painted toes like a curious baby. Last time I floated on my back like this I was waiting to be rescued in New Zealand. Now, I don’t want to be plucked out, I mused. I never want this to end.

See also Yoga for Inner Peace: A Stress-Relieving Sequence + Daily Practice Challenge

Neda entered my gaze, crossing behind me and making her way toward to the shoreline. She told me to follow, stay close, and keep my legs up, as the river gets shallower by the banks. I followed without thinking too much. The transition was so smooth: Neda extended her hand toward an upcoming red railing and effortlessly latch on. She pulled herself out of the way in time for me to latch on right after with total ease.

Letting go of control is one step closer to learning how to go with the flow.

The Aare fought to hold onto me a little longer and I was sad to get out. Then, I banged my knee on an underwater rock, expedited my exit, and we were back at Marzili “beach.”

I immediately begged Neda to float again. This time, we walked farther to gain a few extra minutes of floating. The second time is heavenly. I let myself completely go with no reservations. I kept my eyes wide open and needed no breathing exercise or mantra to channel my inner zen. I felt like I could do this for days. But with the sunset chasing us (maybe an hour and a half away), this would be our last swim, and I’d learned a sweet lesson I didn’t realize this river held for me.

Fact is, life will always force me to relinquish control here and there, and in these moments, I have to learn to wait—as calmly as possible—and see what happens. Sometimes, there’s literally nothing to do but just be. My only option in these instances is to not make the wait feel like purgatory. I have the tools to take care of myself so that I can face the wait with grace, and maybe even enjoy uncertainty just a little bit. And I can’t think of a more fitting, and even poetic, place to learn more about who I am than in a river called Aare.

See also 7 Poses for Enoughness

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Life in Chogoria

February 6, 2017

Today was day 7 in a row of working at PCEA Chogoria Hospital. For the previous six days Dr. Clark and I have been rounding on the men’s ward (the males and females are split between two inpatient wards – the other wards include surgery, pediatrics, OB/GYN, and private). Over the weekend the coverage reduces and procedures, discharges are somewhat on hold – which makes inpatient medicine with sick people very challenging. We have had several deaths on the men’s side that have been challenging to bear – in Traverse City I have only had one patient pass away on my service and he was very ill in the ICU and opted for comfort measures. Since being in Chogoria there have been six within the last 7days. I take them very personally and a dark place in your mind wonders "is it because of me?” – but then I remind myself how much I advocate for these patients during the day and just how sick they are. We had one guy with a hemorrhagic stroke who had expansion of his bleed due to resistant hypertension – in a ward where the blood pressure cuff works 50% of the time and there is a delay of hours to days when a new medicine order is put in, and where we do not have access to percutaneous intervention. Another patient had severe nephrotic syndrome with recurrent ascites filling his abdomen that was resistant to treatment. He passed away from respiratory failure prior to being placed on dialysis because the machines had been broken for a while and the technician/specialist who could initiate dialysis wasn’t due to arrive for a few more days – he was in his twenties. However - undergoing dialysis is not comfortable. Patients often feel sick when they get dialysis and it usually lasts up 4hours every other day - for the rest of your life - which is ultimately shortened anyways due to the severity of disease required to consider even initiating dialysis. If he had survived long enough to get dialysis, it is quite possible that it would have been an unpleasant and still very much shortened life. Another twenty something year old was emaciated from HIV and the lab technician missed drawing his labs for three days despite reminders and pointing out the patient. I have noticed that patients with known HIV that has progressed to illness and malnutrition tend to get less attentive care from nursing and ancillary services like xray and laboratory. In a system where it is not common for very ill people to not get labs drawn for a few days, this can certainly accelerate patient mortality. However, if you calculate a patient’s prognosis (expected life outcome) due to the severity of their HIV illness, even with top notch medical care you may not extend their lifespan more than a few months or a year once they have become so ill. So perhaps it ends up being the kinder end to pass away with an acute illness rather than drag on living in a hospital for 12 more months with such poor quality of life. It certainly depends on your outlook on life because this can look suspiciously like neglect and bias against those with HIV. In Kenya the idea of Do Not Resuscitate does not work, because culturally this looks like neglect. Palliative care has similar negative connotations in the US and Kenya however is perhaps less welcome in Kenya – in the US I think if more people were educated in what it truly means there would be little resistance whereas here in Kenya, if people were more educated on it they would still resist it.  

While the patient deaths and hospital inefficiency challenges have been difficult (albeit not unexpected), I have had some really great experiences too. I really enjoyed working with Janet and Musa while on men’s inpatient ward. We created a nice team of collaboration and were all engaged with the patients and patient care. There was no oppressive hierarchy – we were all contributing to improve patent wellness. We went out to dinner at Lenana’s with the clinical officers and visiting medical students on Thursday night and had an interesting discussion regarding strikes and protests internationally, prompted by a new national nursing strike in Kenya on top of the already going physician and university strike. The food was lacking (and this was the second time we went to Lenana’s and they had run out of food) but this might be biased by the fact that we asked for pilau w vegetables and received chicken rice with cabbage. We returned for lunch the following day (we had heard their lunch menu typically was more robust) and I was not disappointed with a mashed root vegetable with spinach-like greens. They also have fresh squeezed tropical fruits (sooo good). On Saturday afternoon we hiked the ravine behind our apartment compound to look for a waterfall. Due to the drought we found some boulders and mosquito breeding cesspools, but the view at the top of the boulder pile/head of the ravine was beautiful as we got our first glimpse of Mount Kenya in the background. Chogoria rests in the foothills of the mountain so it is hard to see it with the intervening hills. We had to shower after the walk back on the dusty red dirt road. On Sunday evening we lounged for several hours in Dr. Clark’s backyard, picking vegetables and herbs, reading on her swing, basking in the sunlight (slathered in SPF 30), and she made us dinner that we ate on her front porch with a dessert of papaya, passionfruit, lime, and freshly picked mint. We then played cards until the sun went down while listening to the a capella singing of the several surrounding girls’ schools. We have also been eating significant amounts of tropical fruit (perhaps spurred on by reports of winter storms and below-freezing temperatures back home). Today I had half a mango for breakfast (with yogurt) and probably one third of a yellow pineapple for dessert. Not to mention my avocado grilled cheese I also had today and the taste/trial of horny melon that we had prior to dinner (I think it wasn’t ripe yet – unless it’s supposed to taste like a sour cucumber). Jen picked a papaya from the tree behind Dr. Clark’s backyard and we have our eyes on the avocado tree and neighboring mango trees.

Today we went to Chapel in the morning (every Monday this is a time for the hospital to make announcements and introduce new people). Although the prayer was appx 10minutes long I did stay focused long enough to hear the sermon – there was mention of Trump and his ridiculousness name calling this “so-called judge” and fear mongering in the context of Kenya’s election coming up later this year. The message was focused on putting God first during this challenging time however the guy lost me when he started mentioning the evils of homosexuality and taking religion out of schools. Instead of rotating on the men’s ward today I followed Jason for the morning in the NICU and on pediatrics.

In the NICU incubator is a 35day old infant who was born between 24-26week estimated gestational age by spontaneous vaginal delivery. Today is the day we are going to see how he does outside of the incubator as he is now 1.7kg.

On pediatrics we had to inform a mom that her 11month old had end-stage liver disease. The patient had evidently presented with hepatitis and diagnosis of biliary atresia approximately 6months ago and was referred to Nairobi for a stent placement (to drain the blocked duct) – however when the surgeon opened the abdomen it was obvious that the liver had suffered too much damage so they had to close the abdomen without placing the stent. Since that time the family has been home, however the mother re-presented to Chogoria due to worsening jaundice and poor feeding. The poor baby had ascites, venous congestion with veins criss-crossing the abdomen, jaundice, and was small for her age. The process of explaining the disease and need for palliative care to the mother was challenging to begin with but almost impossible when there was a language barrier. The clinical officer tried however I am unsure whether the empathy was well transmitted.

Another 6year old kiddo who has mysterious systemic lymph node swelling, low platelet counts, hemoglobin, and no obvious derangement on peripheral smear was scheduled for a bone marrow aspiration today. Provi – a US trained physician who was raised in Kenya as a young child – showed such care for him as she carried his small frame from the pediatric ward to the minor theatre (operating room) and held him tight while he had his IV placed. He did so well with the bone marrow aspiration; we did sedate him with ketamine but prior to that he lay calmly on the operating table next to his dad, gingerly holding his new IV site. He has the thickest eyelashes I have seen so far while in Kenya.

Afterwards I rounded with Provi, Lena, and Eric on female medical ward, so I spent the morning getting to know the new group of patients. I was again impressed with Provi’s compassion with patients – it really helps when you are able to speak the same language and you have such good bedside manner. I couldn’t help but duck over to the men’s ward a few times today to check on the status of our more ill patients and wave/smile hello, habari to a few others. This is when I heard of the passing of one of our mystery illness patient’s. He had been encephalopathic for several days after previously being able to chat with us and developing renal failure after we diuresed him from heart failure exacerbation. He likely had severe sepsis from an unknown source, likely meningitis, however the empiric antibiotics we started were not sufficient to overcome his illness. A point-of-care cardiac ultrasound performed earlier today showed a barely pumping heart. We actually received some lab results back on him after he had passed away – he had an INR of 50 suggesting systemic coagulopathy. We were unable to perform a CT scan of his brain to rule out stroke versus infection as he was not on the national insurance plan and his family had not come to visit him so we had no one to pay for it – in Kenya you pay for the procedure or imaging prior to it being performed. If you cannot pay, you cannot get the procedure.

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I Tried to Treat Cancer with Black Cumin Seed Oil

I like to share my experience using Black cumin seed oil and black seed herb to try to treat my Hodgkin's lymphoma that I was diagnosed with when I was 14 years old and I'm 26 years old now. The disease is still there and I used a great deal of many different natural remedies after trying very strong chemo and 3 ( 20 session rounds of radiation).

 I'd like to share all the different remedies that I tried in order to try to guide someone who may be experiencing a form of cancer and would like to try a natural solution. Before I talk about what I tried I'd like to mention and say that I don't have a cure and I can't actually tell you that this is a cure. I tried a great deal of different remedies and  herbs, spices, different kind of drinks; so I tested many different things and here's what I found out.  

 After taking chemo on and off for three years and radiation in 2011 I found a hard bump in the left side of my neck. By that point I decided that if the disease comes back and I even mentioned this to my doctor two years before that I am not going to take any chemo or radiation, I will now try natural remedies. 

 Typically whenever I find a lump or bump and the symptom of itching, the doctor would say you need to CT-scan and PT-scan. Even the littlest bump he would always say this, but this time he said I'm not concerned even though I have the same symptoms I had originally which was severe itchiness all over the body and the bump felt bigger than the original one in my neck in the beginning. I think because he knew I wouldn't be taking any chemo and he didn't want to expose his field. 

 I also had a small one on the other side and multiple ones under my chin. I was sure the disease had returned and I decided and accepted that it's there and I decided I need to try to treat it naturally. Around that time I wanted to go on a trip to Mecca to make umrah, and it was a dream that I had all my life and even though I did not feel healthy, I thought if I don't go now I may feel sicker and not be able to go latter. 

 As you all may know Saudi Arabia is a very complicated country and requests many different things and a very complicated country to deal with. After all the struggles we left, I drank zamzam water in the mosque and drank a gallon worth and the bump did not go down whatsoever. 

 After coming back I was starting to panic and I was depressed and I didn't really know what to do. I kept contacting Herbalist or Islamic herbalists to try to get a remedy and all of them were not replying. I knew of the black cumin seed oil of course from the hadith of the prophet that says black seed is cure for all diseases but death. I tried it before and did not feel better but this time I thought maybe I did not give enough time so let me try again. 

 I took about two tablespoons based on what a Muslim doctor told me, and I asked him did you test this dosage and he said no. I said so why did you tell me two? He said it's just a guess I came out of my head lol. Meaning based on nothing, and he said you can try your own remedy that you make and see what works. 

 So I just went with the general dosage that he gave me and I used to take it down with orange juice and it tasted absolutely disgusting. I would grind the seeds in a coffee grinder otherwise I would literally choke to death. I tried it for some time and itchiness wasn't going down, I even found some of the lumps were getting bigger or spreading. I already knew that when I would take back seed by itself it was not really working and I concluded by that point that I don't know the proper dosage and usage for it to work. 

 So I kept searching for different remedies and I was literally stuck and didn't know what to do. So I found a herbalist on YouTube talking about a certain remedy, and the herbs that he mentioned I know have anticancer affects and I know about them from my own reading so I thought why not give it a try. It was that you would combine Cumin, Curry, Garlic, Carrots, Celery, and a few other things in a soup and then drink it. I tried that and of course, I didn't get any improvement.

 I kept on searching very, very hard for other remedies and I stumble upon the lady who claimed that she killed her stage four cancer with carrot juice. I heard before about carrot juice having anticancer effects and I thought okay, this is the answer for me. I told my parents that I need to try this remedy and buy me a huge bag of carrot juice.  And a few days later they did and I started the remedy of juicing carrots. 

 I would drink a large 32 glass cup every day and I did that for eight months. What I found was that it seemed that the tumors were slowing down in growth and spreading less and the one in my neck was slightly smaller but not that much. And the itchiness was not all that better. I forgot to mention I was drinking a large cup of green tea every single day for about a year and also found that it was slowing down the growth of the tumors and made them smaller slightly but not that much and likewise the itchiness was not that much better. 

 So I decided to stop those two remedies and search for new remedy. This is now 2014 and I had severe bone pain. It was so bad that I almost concluded that it must've spread now to my bones and I was almost accepted that fact. I was crying and begging God to help me cure the severe bone pain and direct me to a remedy if not to cure it, just give me relief. 

 A few days later while was searching online, I found a man who claimed he had advanced testicular cancer and he said that have Habanero cured it. He said that is a very, very spicy pepper. I researched some medical sites to see if it could be possibly true that peppers have anti-cancer affects. I found that a certain ingredient known as Caspian is in fact a ingredient in peppers that have anticancer affects. This was all new to me, I never heard that peppers or hot peppers have anti cancer affects. 

 I knew they were healthy and my parents told me they are good for the immune system, but I never knew they have anticancer affects. I also read that it has anti-pain effects and it's a natural painkiller. I thought okay, I hit two bones with one stone, I get rid of tumors and reduce the severe bone pain. I already had cayenne pepper in my home so I started to use that and I would put them in gelatin capsules. And I did it as a test to see if it would reduce my bumps and remember at that point, that the cancer must have spread to the bones because of the severe bone pain that I had. 

 So after the first dose or a few doses I felt a improvement with the bone pain, and I thought wow! this actually worked. I feel the severe bone pain is better. That means this it is so strong that it is even able to kill tumors in the bones that means it will likely be able to help me. Then after a few hours the pain would come back.  I concluded that what must be happening is the Caspian must be reducing the bone pain due to the natural painkilling effect. The bone pain was likely due to low Vitamin D I latter found out after I treated it with long period of sun exposure.  

 I didn't feel much improved with the itchiness or the sizes of the bumps. I thought okay let's try the powder so I bought some. It is one of the hottest peppers in the world but I didn't know it is literally a volcano. I filled 4 gelatin capsules as I did in the past for black cumin seed oil and filled them to the brink and took them all in one shot on an empty stomach. After that I ate a salad and as you know water makes spicy foods more spicy. At first it didn't feel too bad, just a slight burn or sting in the stomach but wasn't too bad. Then I went to go eat my dinner or lunch, which was canned tuna or sardines with sauce and as you know sauce also makes spicy food more spicy. 

 The first bite I felt like my guts were being torn to shreds and I was gonna vomit. I went running into the bathroom and I was moaning and groaning and my mom said it sounded like somebody giving birth. I heard my sister laughing and talking as if nothing is happening while I almost die and I pray that she feels the worst type of pain one day while everyone laughs as if nothing is happening. 

 Despite my Cancer she cut me off for years and my other sister as well and I hope and pray that they will be thrown into the flames of hell forever. My mom kept asking how much did you take? I kept telling her get the milk! I am gonna die, and she kept asking how much did you take? And she didn't have any consideration of the severe pain that I was in. My dad was traveling to see his mom at the time and mom doesn't drive and my sibling at the time couldn't drive and she said where will I take you? 

 After that she took my Habanero powder and she said don't use it until my dad comes back. So I started using cayenne and overall there was no improvement with the bump sizes or itchiness and I started to develop bad cramping in my abdomen. After my dad came back and I went back to use that and I kept getting severe stomach pain that I got the first time, sort of the same but not exactly as bad. I would get that pain many times and I kept taking it for about 6 months. Then I moved on to buy black cumin seed oil. I need to try something different because habareno is too harsh to the stomach and it could cause me a ulcer or poisoning or something. 

 So I bought a 16 ounces bottle of black seed oil and I tried that as a remedy. The first place that I bought from was a company known as piping rocking. I bought from them because they were the cheapest price that I can find online and if it's cheap it may not be good but it may not be bad either. I did not have any other option so that's what I tried. I kept buying from them for about six months and I found some of the tumors were bigger and spreading. The itchiness is not any better either so I decided to try another company, the more popular one which was amazingherbs. I tried them for about a year but it was not any better- it was just kind of stay the same. 

 After that I decide to stop and try to search for new remedy. I went back to the Habanero powder and I took a smaller dose and I just kept on doing that until I was able to find some other remedy. I kept doing that for about a year and at this point I started to eat sugar. I started to feel like the tumors were going down at this point after all these years of different various remedies and it felt like I'm very much close to the border of being cured. 

 I thought it seems as though the tumors are going down and I maybe cured soon. So now I can start eating sugar but all this time, all these years I wasn't eating any bit of sugar. I thought any damage the sugar does- as you know its fuel for tumors- I will just make up the difference by taking more habareno powder.

 8 months latter I found a very large mass in the left side of my chest on my breast. I knew that it was because of eating sugar and disappointed I thought what did I just do it myself? 

 I was very close to being cured and now I have a very large bump in my chest. By this point my stomach was really damaged from the habanaro powder and I needed a break from it. When my dad saw the bump in my chest he started to panic and he told me to eat a lot of curry, a lot black seed herb, lemon and vinegar on the salads. 

 That was the straw that broke the camel's back, I have developed a severe ulcer at that point. A year later while typing this I still have the ulcer. What I decided to try next was flaxseed 2 tablespoons of flaxseeds Recently I started to take onion juice of 2 tablespoons with water or with salad. So what I noticed after all these remedies that worked best are two things.

 The number one was Habanero powder and number two was onion juice. I suggest that you try those two remedies with black cumin seed oil or with the whole herb.

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