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mysticheathenn · 3 months

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What's Your Sign of Encouragement?

Hi there! I hope you all enjoy it and remember to take what resonates and leave what does not as this is a general reading. This reading does not supplement your need to go and seek actual therapy or professional help.

Take your time when choosing your pile. Ask yourself the question and choose the picture that you can’t stop looking at. Listen to your intuition.

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Tarot: Knight of Pentacles, 3 of Pentacles, The Star (reversed), 7 of Wands. Oracle: Healing, Life Purpose, Happiness, Financial Health

"You are not in a prison" was a phrase I heard as I was shuffling your tarot cards pile 1. There is a difference between being in a prison and also being in your own way. You're causing yourself to stay stuck not ever seeing that you have the key to freedom. Your mind is holding you hostage as your soul is begging to be set free. "Why do you deny yourself heaven? Why do you find yourself undeserving? Why are you afraid of happiness? You think it's not possible for someone like you. But you are more than deserving" - Beyonce. Some of the words I changed because she was talking about love/Jay-z from the Lemonade album but why are you so afraid of good things, boo when good things are calling for you. Open up the wounds that have hurt you and heal. Your life purpose is calling you, financial abundance is also calling you but you need to wake up. Change your mindset and ways. Stop self-sabotaging and seek some healing and therapy. I want to see you win, others want to see you win. But it all starts with you wanting to see yourself win too. I wish I could hug you pile 1, you need it the most right now but I know you got this. Keep reminding yourself that you are a star, you ARE the main character and take your time one foot after another. I know life is shit right now but see the light at the end of the tunnel.

Pile ll:

Tarot: None Oracle: Answers, Finding, Home, Passion, Courage "The answers you seek are inside of you. You're looking everywhere but where you need to be looking, inside." You may be trying to find yourself looking everywhere from social media, to finding yourself in love partners, careers, etc when you should be looking inside of you. Listen to your intuition, listen to the fire that most likely has been burning inside of you but you have been ignoring it out of fear that no one will like this new version or worse maybe you won't like this new person you feel deep down inside. Do not be afraid pile ll. There is a saying that goes "Don't let the money change you, let it make you" from the iconic movie Player's Club but in the sense of this context I am saying embrace the change but don't let the change break you or turn into something that it isn't. You are meant for change, growth, and finding your sense of home this lifetime. You deserve to be at peace and comfort in not only your own skin but the people around you. Find your community, find where you belong, there are billions of people out there who are dying to meet this new version of you, but you have to be willing to show up. Your pile surprisingly didn't need any tarot only oracle cards and the messages were coming in. Have the courage pile ll. *Viola Davis Voice from the Help* You are safe. You is loved. You is welcomed. You is amazing. make that your mantra as you find your sense of home, belonging, acceptance, and self-love.

Pile lll:

Tarot: The Magician (reversed), 10 of Wands, Knight of Wands (reversed), The Lovers, 7 of Cups Oracle: Friendship, Fertility, Boundaries, Prosperity, Strength Pile lll why are you almost always my pile with romance, friendship, or family with boundary problems, haha. Who do I need to smack for you guys because this has to stop, my guy. For some strange reason, I feel one of you said I need to smack everyone for you and I believe it. Two songs are coming in for you and that's "We're Not Going To Take It by Twisted Sisters and "Loverboy by Mickey and Sylvia both popular songs back in the day especially Lover Boy as it was in the original movie Dirty Dancing. You are sick and tired of being sick and tired and you're becoming fed up with being presented bread crumbs for your relationships whether this is romantic or platonic. You want more from the people around you but you fear leaving because you feel you don't have any other options. If not other options you aren't sure if this is as good as it gets and it's not. There is always a bigger and better everything in life. As soon as you think that you have reached greatness or met the best person in the world you meet a whole new level of amazing you keep climbing from there. Just know that whatever whoever you are dealing with you have a whole community behind you waiting to help you pick up where you are and show you a whole new world. If not the current people in your life new people are coming in as well wanting to show you the better things whether it's food, clothes, community, love, career...you name it. Don't believe for a second that you don't have options because you will always have options. A few of you may have been drawn to pile 1 as well. It's okay to start over and it's okay to set boundaries. Take a deep breath and dare to do what is right for you and believe that your life is abundant in all ways possible.

That's all I have for everyone. I hope you enjoyed this reading. Until next time, stay safe and blessed.

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desceros · 1 month

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SAM. SAM. SAM.

okay, let me be calm. woo-sah. ahem. i don't cry a lot. it's less a factor of "tch, i'm a rough and tough guy, emotions are for losers" and more the fact that i... just don't really cry too much anymore, and i'm not too sure why. in any case, the only things that really get to me nowadays are certain movies, TV shows, and highly stressful situations. i can count on one hand the amount of times something i've read has gotten me to tear up

...and now, the latest chapter has been added to that list. it wasn't even anything sad, not exactly. just... Viola-Chan's talk with Todd and Mikey. as someone who semi-recently went through a break-up (a bit over a year ago; we'd been dating for 5 years), while it was not at all the same situation, iiiiit definitely still stabbed me right through the chest a little too close to my heart. like, the whole thing with Donnie and Vi has been extra "oof, ouch, owie" for me for a while because of that, but now, it's just been emphasized - but i LOVE IT, don't get me wrong! it hurts in a good way! i need a Todd in my life, honestly

and Mikey, omfg - i literally dropped my phone to punch the air with joy when he hugged Vi, i was SO happy for her (us?). all the family talk... good god. she (we) deserve(s) every piece of goodness the world has to offer

now. about that ending. completely blindsided me. blew me onto my ass. tore me asunder. i really... REALLY did NOT see that coming. like, at ALL. i knewwwww Alopex was gonna come back, we all knew it, but i had an entirely different theory that i am now shoving right back down my throat. Vi can never go for too long without suffering, can she? you are a sick and twisted person (and i love it)

side note: fuck yeah, new Stardew update! i'm gonna play it with a couple of my friends tomorrow since they're all busy today, and i'm sooooo excited about everything i'm hearing so far. hope you have fun too! :D

sounds like you had a nice catharsis, which is exactly the mood for this chapter! and yeah, we all need a todd and a mikey. i feel like that lemonade would fix me. and yeah, viola-chan's always got something going on. that's what makes a fic fun! :D

im having a lot of fun on turtle time farm, hehehe. i started with the new farm layout where you get two chickens in the beginning, and i named them donnie and leo. there is currently an intense battle to see who gives me the most gold star large eggs. im screaming

#ask tag #i was gonna get a dog and name her dakota but i FORGOR and got an orange cat default instead. urgh #i named it klunk so it's still tmnt themed but. hrghh. big mad. big mad #symphony tag

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othernotebooksareavailable · 11 months

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Butterfly pea lemonade with pansy syrup 🍋

~***recipe***~

3-4 tablespoons dried butterfly pea flowers

two lemons (unwaxed if possible)

one cup of pansy (viola) blossoms (grow your own or get from a trusted source to avoid pesticides)

one cup caster sugar

water

first make the pansy syrup: collect and wash your pansies, separating the blossoms from the green parts. put the blossoms in a bowl, pour a cup of just-boiled water over em and let them soak for 24 hours in a non-plastic bowl. you can leave them covered out of the fridge just fine. then add the pansies and their liquid to a pan and heat with the sugar until there is no graininess and the mixture has thickened just a little. I stopped in 'slightly thinner than maple syrup' territory. Strain out the flowers and save the syrup in a clean glass container.

to make the lemonade, soak the butterfly pea flowers in 750ml/3 cups of just boiled (but slightly cooled) water. while the lovely blue colour diffuses through the water, zest and juice your lemons. I used two, but you might want more.

strain the butterfly pea flowers out of the water when the colour is sufficiently blue - which for me was a 'science vial in a b-movie' shade. add the lemon juice and zest, and watch the liquid turn from bright blue to bi purple. add pansy syrup to taste, pour over ice and garnish with fresh pansy flowers!

#summer drinks #butterfly pea flower #floral #alcohol free

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plushii-gutz · 9 months

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Part 1 of 5 for Thorns - note that a couple of days have passed by now. A huge segment of this will be taken directly from Viola's profile, so I'm sorry if a lot of this has already been seen ^^" A familiar face is owned by @bear-cubs-art-things

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Viola had finally arrived home after the long walk from the hospital.

The incident back at the bar had made her become nervous about any illness that could have been spread through a bite. The monster world had faced an epidemic of a human disease known as rabies long ago. As often as it was joked about, it was commonly fatal with little known survivors. All three members of the bar fight had been tested, each luckily coming back negative. Their wounds are treated, as expected, and they were set to leave the following morning.

Viola paid them a visit the following day, both to offer support to her friend and to agree to disagree with foes. Blue was smart enough not to press charges, much to the dismay of Twig. Creature had promised to work on her actions, so long as Viola offered support. Though reluctant, she agreed.

All she needed to do now was settle into her bed, and god, was she excited for that. She doesn't really recall walking into her house that night - just waking up on her couch the next morning feeling just as exhausted as if she hadn't slept at all.

Waking up that morning felt unreal. Maybe it was because she was still tired. Maybe because she wasn't used to having others within her home. The living room had a soft, sweet scent that Viola couldn't recognize right away, but it was certainly familiar. Perry had made a simple bowl of oatmeal for Lily, who seemed to enjoy the additional strawberries and sugar added in as she sat on the floor and enjoyed the morning cartoons.

"Well, g'morning there sleepin' beauty," Perry teased. "Feels like I haven't seen you in days. Well, other than last night."

"Two days," she corrected, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "Some crazy pompom bit a few monsters that I knew. I had to get them tested for any kind of illness and work out legal actions. You would think having your medical license revoked would lessen the number of monsters you have to take care of, but no. Silly me.. Wait, what happened last night?"

"Well, after makin' the nastiest Mac and Cheese I've ever seen, you stubbed your toe and laid on the floor for a couple of hours while crying about a relationship with a pango or something. You also managed t' make lemonade, which I find fascinating for how messed up ya were. Once I felt it was safe, I just moved you to th' couch. Didn't want the little one to see you like that."

Viola hid her face in her hands, grumbling about her head and regrets and embarrassment of the previous night. She hadn't gone drinking again, had she? Why was she so disoriented? A lack of sleep could be an explanation, but it hadn't been that bad. Has it?

"Have you been sleepin' well? or at all?"

"I've just been busy."

"Alright," Perry sighed, helping Viola sit up. "What's goin' on in that fuzzy head of yours?"

"It's nothing. I'm just worried for my friend."

"Well.. Didn't seem like nothin'. You were quite th' mess."

"I.. I don't know. I've felt off since I left with Jaiden. I'm going to hope she didn't poison me or something."

The barrb took a seat on the couch, listening.

"What makes you say that?"

"Perry, you don't - you don't need to 'help' me or talk about anything with me. We both have a lot going on, you know, with the kid, and you don't need any more stress."

"Honey, I can handle takin' care of a monsterling. Sure, it's a risk, but I've accepted it. I can tell there's more on your mind than stars in th' sky."

Why did Pereskia want to help so bad? Sure, it could just be common monster decency, but she had more than one reason to hate the bowgart. Shouldn't this be the other way around? It felt unfair.

"Could ya maybe tell me about your friend? You seem to be close with 'em."

".. His name is Blue. I've known him for a couple of years. I haven't spent a lot of time with him, really, but his friend Twig was one of my first patients. He was at the bar I went to a couple of days ago, though, so we.. caught up. Kind of."

"Kind of?"

"Well, the whole biting incident I mentioned earlier happened. Ended up cutting our conversation short to get everyone treated and settle differences to avoid legal actions. Twig wouldn't shut the hell up, though. Seriously, I want to smack him with a shovel."

Pereskia couldn't help but give a small chuckle to the last comment. Wouldn't that be funny!

"It feels weird," Viola continued, "having known him for so long but not.. knowing him."

"Have you thought about talkin' to him more?"

"Sometimes. But he has his own stuff to worry about. I'm not saying he'll worry about me in any way, but I'd rather not take the risk. He's one of those monsters that you rarely come across who you can trust instantly and have no whiplash from it. After what happened that night, I'd be surprised if he chose to still talk to me."

"Have ya tried?"

"Not exactly. I gave him the option to visit before leaving the hospital, so it's up to him if he wants to come back."

"Well, as long as he knows the door is open. By the way, there's some oatmeal left over if you'd like some."

"Oh yeah, sure. Didn't know I even had any."

"Viola, you have the saddest kitchen I've ever seen. I mean this with all the kindness I can muster, but have you ever used your oven?"

"My microwave has done more for me than anyone ever has."

"That explains it. C'mon, I bought some strawberries to mix in."

Viola draped the blanket over herself, dragging it as she walked into the kitchen. She went ahead and brewed some coffee, adding milk and sugar. She usually didn't have anything additional with her morning cup, but she didn't care much for following whatever schedules she used to have.

The day carried on with a palpable heaviness that rested on everyone within the house. Perry managed to keep a calm tone, which certainly helped with whatever rattled in Viola's mind. The barrb knew she couldn't get the other to talk, and it was the least she could do.

Lily had chosen a classic game that even Viola had played in her past. She laid out one of the many blankets that resided on the couch, setting up small porcelain cups and an old teapot that Viola simply never used. As there was pre-made tea readily available, their game was ready to begin!

The bowgart was hesitant to join at first, as she always seemed to be, but she wasn't as tense as she had been before. Whatever Perry was doing, it was working pretty well! Getting to know the kid better wouldn't hurt. As the game went on, Pereskia debated on baking something to add more. Perhaps later. For now, they grow to know one another.

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About an hour into their tea party, there's a knock at the door. Viola's fur stood up, a sudden rush of cold fear coursing through her body. She stood up, having the group hide within her room and lock the door.

Shaking off her worry, Viola opened the door a smidge to get a better look of who stood on the other side. Their deep blue pelt seemed familiar.. she opened the door, greeting the other bowgart.

"Oh. hey, Blue."

"Uh - hi!" Blue stuttered. He felt awkward already. "Just. Checking in to make sure you're doin' alright. And to thank you for.."

He does some gesturing with his hands, clearly referring to the treatment after the bar incident. Blue's leg nearly seemed like nothing but bandages. Whatever message that pompom wanted to send, it definitely had gotten across. Would have been easier to just use words, but that would be expecting too much, wouldn't it? Maybe Creature could be visited another time.

"Ah. Yeah, no problem."

Viola thought back on her talk with Perry. Blue knew the door was open, so he came.

".. Hey, do you want to come in? If you're not busy, that is."

She moved aside, giving him the option to enter. He agreed, walking with a slight limp and looking through the new surroundings. His eyes fell to the blanket resting on the floor, the ceramic playset still filled with tea and crumbs sitting on old plates.

"Am.. am I intruding on something?" He asked, motioning to the cups. "I-I can leave if I am, I don't mean to interrupt."

"Uh -"

Viola was quick to bundle everything up, likely making the mess bigger, but at least it was within the blanket. She simply tossed it aside, climbing back over the couch.

"That was from earlier, I was.. watching a monsterling. Or something. Please, do come in."

Definitely not the strangest of excuses, but Viola had been vocal in her past of her disliking of children. It had been a while since the two had talked, though. Perhaps she had a change of heart? It reminded Blue of the monsterling of his own, Tweedledee the maw. He gave half a sigh, half a laugh, and made himself a seat on the couch.

"Didn't know you got into babysitting," he commented. It was lighthearted. He was happy to be in the presence of a friend. At least, one that wasn't constantly getting into fights.

"Anyways, how've you been? It's..it's been a while since we've talked.

He gave a smile. That smile alone told Viola that Blue was kind, with a big brain and an even bigger heart. Filled with empathy, no doubt. She didn't know if she could step through the door he had opened.

"Well, I had to do something with my time. It's better than being flooded with diseased monsters."

She returned the joke, though a bit less of a funny one. Viola took a seat as well, thinking of her answer to Blue's question. Her debating between truth and lie was more obvious than she would have liked, and she knew it.

"I've been.. existing," she shrugged.

There was just something about Blue's soft expression that assured her. Even so, she just didn't know how to talk. She sighed, pushing her glasses up. That collected, informative doctor persona took charge.

"If I'm being honest, my mind has been all over the place. What I told you back at Barry's was hardly even a summary of what all happened back at the hospital."

"Oh?" Blue shifted a bit, allowing his friend to know he intended on listening. "Well, what happened? If you don't mind me asking."

That shell was growing back. It grew around her, ordering for her to keep her mouth shut and her chin up. The bowgarts eyes flickered between her friend and the floor. Honesty is annoying damn it. Is it too late to call quits? The door is right there. She doesn't have to do this. Does she? Viola took a breath, treating the situation as any other doctor would.

"Plant Island's weather has been scrambled recently, if that wasn't obvious enough. Unsurprisingly, it's affecting other islands as well. If you've noticed more monsters walking the streets, that's due to the fire monsters moving to this area to avoid the cold. Amber is a wreck right now, and I thoroughly believe Plant will be next."

She fixed her position, fidgeting with her hands.

"Of course, all those patients were dumped onto me and my hospitals, which was severely understaffed at the worst possible time. After a good amount was diagnosed with nothing more than Chills, we treated every monster accordingly. Unfortunately for me, I was given the one monster who had underlying illnesses."

Blue nodded, acknowledging every word being said. He would've asked who, but being that patient information was confidential between the patient and the professional, he figured it was best not to ask. Right now, he just needed to listen to his friend. He wanted to.

"I don't know what he had. But It was enough to kill him."

Her voice grew ever so slightly coarse. Her eyes seemed to look through the other bowgart, almost as if she were looking into the past. She could see it again.

"I've lost many patients in my time working there. Monsters die. I know that. But they've never died by my hands."

Blue's soft look turned more serious, acknowledging the circumstances and expressing his worry. This took a sudden shift, but he was determined to help. He knew almost nothing of Viola, but that wouldn't change his empathy.

"I'm a murderer, Blue."

With those words, she seemed to crack. That tough outter shell started to cave in.

"His wife wouldn't leave his side. She tried to find a doctor, she tried to find me, but I had left. I left to work with other sick monsters because I was stupid enough not to check him thoroughly. There were so many monsters, I.. I didn't know what to do. I just - I just went from room to room with no direction! She watched him die. She lost her husband that night. She lost the family she had never started. She lost her lifelong love, and she even lost her home. And I took it from her. I took everything from her because I was fucking selfish."

It was almost unnatural seeing Viola break, a visible stream of tears starting to fall from her eyes. The monster who couldn't seem to care less about herself and others, the one that always spoke with a sharp tongue and sarcasm. A sharp-toothed grin forced itself through, determinded to keep her emotions stable to what she was willing to show. It only made her feel worse.

"Hehe, and I think 'Hey! Isn't this famililar? Isn't this exactly what they did? You really are no different than where you came from!"

Why was she telling him this? This is too much - she needed to stop. She needed to. There was a pause. Blue looked at Viola, concern written all over his face. He decided on his next words, trying to provide some comfort to her. He swallowed, unsure of what to say

"Monsters make mistakes, Vi. It's not your fault that you didn't know what he had. You're not a murderer."

He placed a gentle hand on hers, trying to give some reassurance.

"Monsters make mistakes. Doctors shouldn't. I'm supposed to give monsters care, I'm supposed to figure out why they're sick and not throw everything into one category. I know how she feels, Blue Watching the killer get away with taking your world. Taking all you had. It isn't fair."

Her sorrow shifted to frustration. She had told him of her second mistake. Would she be able to speak of her first?

"I would have let her kill me if she tried."

If she tried? You really are a liar.

"Let her kill you?" Blue furrowed his brows, worried. "Even doctors make mistakes. No one is perfect, not even a doctor. That's what makes us monsters."

"Mistakes are different between monsters and doctors. The consequences - they're so, so different. It wasn't just a mistake, Blue."

Her forced smile became crooked. She began to hiccup. Then sob. It wasn't pretty. Her glasses fell to the floor as she hugged herself, a mixture of horrid crying and jagged laughter coming from her mouth. She shouldn't speak, but it was too late to go back.

"It was fate, wasn't it?"

Blue bent over to pick up her glasses, wishing he had something to clean them with. He held them for a second, looking at them, trying to think of - no, searching - for something to say. Some action he could take to help her calm down. He swallowed, turning his attention from Violas glasses to her shrimped up puddle of a body. Heart-wrenching sobs shook through her. Definitely wasn't pretty.

Blue didn't reply right away. He was a bit stunned at her words, to say the least. They rang in his ears like bells that wouldn't stop chiming

".. what do you mean by 'fate'?"

His words were soft, barely audible. He knew something was very wrong, yet he didn't shy away from it. Why did he care? Why was he so.. nice? Viola questioned it over and over. He offered her galsses back.

"I.. I'm sorry, Blue. This- this has never happened before.. not in front of anyone."

Viola took her glasses, looking over the teary stains that coated them. God, she was a mess. She sat them aside, rather having blurry vision than seeing Blue's reaction to this. They had another pause, giving each other time to gather their thoughts.

"Fate.. my family has a history of repeating itself."

Viola's powdery blue eyes met the other bowgart's. She wants her words to stay with him and no one else.

"What I'm going to tell you.. I haven't said to any other monster. It was all over Cold Island, but as far as I'm aware, nothing has reached here."

Blue's hand rested on her shoulder, assuring her he was paying attention fully.

"I'm listening," he said in an almost hushed voice. Viola took in a long breath.

"I come from a wealthy family. Cold Island, to be exact. My parents didn't earn anything they had. It was just handed to them after my father's grandparents passed. They owned diamond mines, so it brought in a lot. Despite doing nothing but sitting on their asses, they were always busy. Honestly, I don't know what went through their minds when they chose to have kids."

Blue nodded.

"We were watched by the monsters who they hired, though my brother, Arlo, did more for me than anyone. Hell, I think he said he was the only one who watched me take my first steps. I have no idea how he remembered that - he would have been 4. Guess that just happens when you're given that much responsibility."

"I presume you and Arlo got along pretty well?" He asked.

"We did," she said, wiping her eyes. A smile formed - a real one. It wasn't like her pesky smirk or forced toothy grin from earlier. Blue couldn't help but smile, too. "We used to cause all kinds of trouble. One time, we copied a movie - I think it was over Festival of Yay? And used a sled down the stairs. It was late, and we weren't allowed to go outside, so we made the best of it. That's how I lost my first tooth! A baby tooth, of course."

Viola wanted to linger on those warm memories forever. There were plenty to do such. But she knew she needed to continue.

"Our parents wanted to put us in a private school. We weren't really up to it, and they didn't care enough to fight back. I.. wish they had."

"..care?" Blue asked. He felt as though he was being a bit insensitive, the word lingering on his tongue. Despite that, he could see the longing and genuinity of Violas expression. The first true smile that he had seen on her in ages, albeit a small one. And with that smile, he could see a little bit of Viola for who she truly was for the first time instead of seeing who she was forced to be. It was different, definitely, but it was a change for the better, no doubt.

"Yes," she answered simply. It was than she could - or would - express. "Most of our years were normal. We stood out a lot, though. Everyone knew of our wealth. At least, they knew of Arlo's. Obviously, I was just the annoying little sister with purple hair. I wasn't picked on for it or anything - it's just not a common coloration. Shades of blue? Yeah, it makes sense. Purple? Weird, but not impossible. I'm getting off topic. All that's needed to know is that it made me easily recognizable."

Viola froze. She hadn't spoken of anything yet, but it saddened her already. She could see the school hallways in her mind as clear as day.

"Arlo was awkward. We didn't have much of an established social circle. Monsters just came and went. I think he just wanted someone to hold on to, so he wasn't alone. He.. got into the wrong crowd. They were selfish monsters. They only knew him because he was the first to have everything. He had a car first, the latest phone first. He didn't even like the stuff he got - he liked how others thought he was cool. They wanted him in their group for the advantages. It was embarrassing, really. Their way of telling if someone was in their circle or not was through wearing black beanies. Everyone owned at least one! I mean, come on! If you want to be at least a little unique, at least choose a better accessory! Ugh."

As annoyed as she was, Viola still humored the tale. The other monster gave a short laugh, but it didn't distract him from the whole story.

"I guess he just wanted to fit in?" Blue asked, regretting the words the second they came out. Viola's fur stood up, but she accepted his curiosity. She's told him this much - it wouldn't hurt to tell more.

"He had been alone for a long time. Having your sibling as your friend only does so much. I can't blame him for wanting more - he deserved more. I just wish I could have done something."

She shook her head her head, almost as if she were trying to shake it of the thoughts. There was no use in fighting.

"They changed him. A lot. He didn't like himself anymore. But he was still my big brother."

"Was..?" Blue whispered.

Viola's throat felt as if she had swallowed needles. Her voice lowered, a last attempt to maintain a steady tone

"End of his senior year. They wanted to go out, to party or something. I asked if he could stay, if I could go. He didn't want me to see them. He said goodnight and left. He let one of his friends drive. They took him farther than he thought. He took things he'd never seen. He drank a lot that night. He hated alcohol. He saw who he was made into, and he hated it. I don't know what he said to them, but it was enough for them to steal his car and leave him to walk home."

She took another shaky breath.

"He never came home."

Silence. Uncomfortable, suffocating science. Blue felt his heart sink to the floor. He took notice of Violas tone, her expression, everything. The realization dawned on him, feeling as if he had been hit in the gut.

"Vi.." he found it hard to breathe, Viola's grief becoming his. "I.. I'm so sorry."

"I can remember everything from that night," Viola allowed herself to cry. "He stopped answering my messages. He wouldn't answer any calls. I even messaged the people he was friends with. Nothing. It wasn't until I hunted down my parents that I got a response. We found him hours late, frozen to the sidewalk. He didn't come off in one piece. I saw him. No one kept me from seeing him. He wasn't wearing that damn beanie. I think he threw it away. I'm proud of him. I wish I could tell him that.

The tears didn't hide. It hurt so much. Blue looked at the floor, then back to Viola. He had never seen her in this state, nor had he ever expected to. He moved his hand to her far shoulder, bringing her closer to him, trying to provide ease and comfort for her in a friend's presence.

She seemed to sink into Blue immediately, bawling. No laughter. No hiding. Not anymore. She didn't need to hide it. She was safe, and she knew it. For the first time in years, Viola had a shoulder to cry on. it couldn't have lasted longer than a few minutes. As did everything, it felt far longer.

All the years of bottled up feelings were being spilled into the drain at last.

"I wish it ended here," she hiccuped. "It didn't. The same parents who gave little to no attention to their kids suddenly realized they had any at all. They kept the funeral hidden. covered everything with their money. I'I never forget seeing his "friends" faces as they put him underground. I wanted them dead. Arlo deserved to live, not them. No one ever looked into what happened. But I knew. I knew my brother. I knew the crowd he was pushed into. I couldn't show my face at school. Everyone knew who I was. Everyone wanted to know what happened. No one wanted to know how I felt. I returned to homeschooling. Another mistake I made. My mother wanted me to make up for his death. 'Make something of yourself. Don't disappoint us, Viola. You cared about him, didn't you?'."

She mocked her mother's words, bearing her teeth with spite.

"Medical school. They pushed plenty of their savings into it, moving me farther ahead than I was ready for. I can't stand hospitals. Fate," she recalled the word. "My family repeats its past. Those animals murdered Arlo. They took away everything I had. And I.. I did the same. I killed that monsters husband. She lost everything she had."

Viola looked to blue. For half a second, she seemed like nothing more than a kid. A confused, mourning kid.

"I know how that monster feels. She wants me dead. Just how I wanted his 'friends' dead. I can't pay her back with anything but my life."

Blue moved his hand, wiping a tear from his friends cheek with his thumb.

"Wishing for others' demises won't make things better, Vi. It'll only continue the cycle. That said.. I don't think you deserve to die because of the monster you were forced to be. That's unfair. You can't change your past, but you can change your future. Become the monster you want to be, not the monster you were forced to be."

He gave a smile. That damn smile. It could light up any room.

"Just know that when the world's against you, I'll be right here. I'Il be your biggest supporter if it comes to it."

He opened his arms a bit, offering. Viola hid her face in the hug, giving a sigh that let away to any remaining pain. It's been far too long since she felt the honest and true care of another monster. The edges of her mouth curled into a smile, comforted. Blue was real. It's almost impossible to grasp.

"You remind me so much of him.. Maybe that's why it took me so long to really know you. I wish it could have been different."

She let go, her thankfulness present in her expression. Still, she worried.

"I.. I'm sorry I put so much of my past on to you. I know you wanted to help, but it feels.. a bit much. This is the first time you've even visited me, other than needing Twig to get patched up again.. Is there any way I can pay you back?"

"There's no need, Viola," he assured. "I'm glad I was able to help you out.. actually, there's one thing you can do."

Blue set a playful hand on her shoulder.

"Just promise me you'll stay true to yourself from now on, yeah?"

He welcomed the change at full, glad to see one of his closest friends happy. Truly happy.

"I promise," Viola agreed. She doesn't know how much of it she can hold up, but she was more than willing to try. They shared another long embrace, Blue making sure Viola would be ok on her own. They said their goodbyes, promising to keep in touch. Her doors are always open, as are his.

Viola sat with her back against the front door, wiping her face off. God, that was.. a lot. Her mind tried to deny her ever speaking, but she was well aware of her actions.

Most of them. Her bedroom door opened, Perry walking out. She had this look - this unreadable look. Viola doesn't think Pereskia herself knew what it meant.

"Hey!" Lily yelled, running to the mess that once was their tea party. "You spilled the tea!"

"Boy, did she," the barrb sighed.

"Perry, I'm sorry, I got caught up and -"

"Honey, it's.. it's alright. As much as I hate hearin' about it again, it seems I'm not the only one who got hurt."

Pereskia offered her hand.

"Come on. Your talkin' isn't done yet."

#fanfiction #thorns msm #msm oc #msm au #my singing monsters #msm

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lasudio · 8 months

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VeronaHills, Round One: Monty (B)

Raising the twins without Hero was unfathomable; Antonio's still coming to grips with how reality can change overnight.

Putting together the lemonade stand was a boon for Viola (the face) and Sebastian (the quality tester). It keeps them busy while Antonio mentally regroups. He can't believe his brother Claudio came back from the dead, only to take up leadership of the Monty family and throw away the restaurant for good. It was a series of events that made Antonio feel inadequate, both as the (interim) patriarch, and as a father. The only reason he couldn't engineer the return of Montague himself - when he had the power, and money - was because he had children to take care of first.

"My aunty and uncle are zombies!"

Antonio was certain that Sebastian's confidently incorrect assertation torpedoed his chance of getting into private school, but the headmaster was impressed with his sense of humour and grasp of pop culture. Viola must be bringing her twin out of his shell.

As long as Antonio can keep putting out fires as they arise, his family will be fine.

#sims 2 #veronahills #alt veronaville #viola monty #sebastian monty #tom freshe #antonio monty #vince jordan #monty

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mysweetobsessions · 1 year

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Grammy’s RECAP:

Lizzo won Best Record of the Year with About Damn Time, gives a great speech and thanks Prince & Beyoncé for inspiring her.

Beyoncé breaks record for most grammy wins ever and gets her 32nd award. Won Best Dance/Electronic Recording and Best Dance/Electronic Music Album among other untelevised wins in R&B categories.

Harry Styles wins Album of the Year, Best Pop Vocal Album, Best Engineered Album Non-Classical

Viola Davis becomes the 18th person in history and 3rd black woman to achieve EGOT status (winning an Emmy, Grammy, Oscar, and Tony Award) for winning Best Audio Book, Narration, and Storytelling Recording for her book Finding Me (untelevised).

Kim Petras (& Sam Smith) win best Pop Duo Performance for Unholy making her the first trans woman to win a Grammy.

Adele won Best Pop Solo Performance for Easy On Me.

Samara Joy wins Best New Artist (and Best Jazz Vocal Album -untelevised).

Kendrick Lamar wins Best Rap Performance, Best Rap Song, Best Rap Album.

The TEA/Complaints:

Best Music Video of the Year goes to Taylor Swift for All Too Well (10 Minute Version) but it isn’t televised

Beyonce should have won Album of The Year over Harry. She’s been nominated 4 times (I AM... SASHA FIERCE - 2008, BEYONCÉ -2013, LEMONADE -2016, RENAISSANCE -2022)

Or Bad Bunny should have won Album of The Year for Un Verano Sin Ti.

Harry Styles speech for AOTY includes him saying things like that don’t happen often to people like him 👉🏻 Fans say he is humble vs. others saying he’s a cis white male and things like that do happen for people like him, and they don’t like that others nominated did not win.

‘Pa los latinos:

Bad Bunny wins Grammy for Best Música Urbana Album.

Rosalía won Best Latin Rock album for MOTOMAMI (untelevised)

Rubén Blades wins Best Latin Pop Album for Pasieros (untelevised)

Natalia Lafourcade y Marc Anthony won in other latin categories. (untelevised)

Others untelevised:

Encanto wins Best Compilation Soundtrack For Visual Media and Best Score Soundtrack For Visual Media (Includes Film And Television). We don’t talk about Bruno wins Best Song Written For Visual Media.

Jack Antonoff wins Producer Of The Year, Non-Classical.

Dave Chappelle wins Best Comedy Album for The Closer.

If anyone cares:

(My bad, I don’t know these people):

Bonnie Rait won several grammys for Just Like That including Song of The Year, Best Americana Performance, Best American Roots Song.

Brandi Carlile wins Best Rock Album, Best Rock Song, and Best Americana Album.

#i have tried to keep it unbiased #let me save you some time #in case you missed it :)#had to edit this (violas win was for her audiobook not in addition to it)#grammy awards #grammys #grammys recap #grammys 2023 #2023 grammys #harry styles #taylor swift #beyonce #lizzo #kendrick lamar #viola davis #kim petras #adele #samara joy #bad bunny

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samkat10423 · 2 years

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Cops and Robber

Well, Claire finally popped out the kid – a little girl I named Kayla. Since I’m not that big a fan of rugrats, I aged her up to cookie-cruncher. And here she is, princessing over her soon-to-be former kingdom.

Anyway, I moved her into that remake of the Monotone that Tedhi did.

Basically all I did was decorate the kid’s room with some kid stuff, get them a dog, and a lemonade stand for the brat to make some simoleons. As a single mom – with no help from that no-good Jared Frio – Claire needs all the help she can get when it comes to simoleons.

Oh! And I took Claire into CAS and gave her a new skin, new hair and some semi-decent clothes. As you can see, she’s no raving beauty. But that’s okay, since I like some variety in my Sims.

Next door, I moved in a young couple who just adopted a little boy and a dog. Because I like drama, he’s a cop and she’s a PI, and their new son is BFs with Claire’s daughter. Nothing like having a cop for your next door neighbor, when you’re a thief.

Anyway, this house was also built by Tedhi – and is now available for download. (It’s really pretty in-game!) Again, I left the inside pretty much as she designed it, but outside I added that soccer net in that wasted open area, then a dog house in the back. And viola! Done!

#sims3 Sunset Valley remake Tedhi!!!! Thank you!

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viola--lancaster · 2 years

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Location: Violas Backyard

Tagging: @rebelsrebels

“You know, it’s not much but I really think it’s coming together. I can’t believe I’m getting this invested in gardening.” Vi’s smile was soft as they sat on two lawn chairs in Viola’s backyard, a pitcher of lemonade between them. She had almost laughed at how domestic it all seemed if it hadn’t felt so peaceful. Having a home had made a huge difference for her. Even in these hardest times. “I spent like an hour at a nursery the other day picking out plants and seeds and getting lectured on care for them by someone’s mom,” she joked before bringing her glass to her lips for a long sip. “Mm, how are you holding up this week?”

#c: delilah #lmk if i should change anything!

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theretirementstory · 2 years

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Bonjour tout le monde, on this first Sunday in August.

What a week, temperatures have been up to 38c (again) jobs have had to be done in the morning as the afternoons have been way too hot!

The tomatoes and strawberries are enjoying this lovely weather and I have been out with my watering can early in the mornings. Lettuce and beetroot are growing well too. The hibiscus, alstroemerias, calla lily, geraniums, asters, violas and the hydrangea “little lime” are all doing really well but the large hydrangea, which started life as a beautiful blue colour, has only produced a small pink flower and this doesn’t look too healthy at the moment. One rose bush is flowering again but one has stunted growth when buds appear and I am considering removing it altogether.

I have been to the bar, for a lemonade, as it was so warm! I had taken new jeans to be altered (shortened) and called at the bar that day, I really enjoy chatting with the locals (usually men) catching up with news in the newspaper and generally being with people.

My neighbours went for their annual “congés” and were due to be away almost four weeks. I heard such a lot of noise on Wednesday evening and when I went outside to investigate their car was back on the drive. Thinking that one of them had been taken ill, I asked the man on Thursday morning, I think perhaps his Mum is either very ill or had passed away. Very sad either way. As the man is just a year younger than me, it would appear that his Mum would be a good age.

Laëtitia arrived after work one evening and we were going to discuss more on her change of jobs, she is currently covering sick leave at the refugee office. She had originally requested an end date for this contract, but instead it was just open ended. If she leaves before the “end” , she will miss out on a large “bonus” so it’s not worthwhile losing that. When I spoke to her again on Friday she seemed to be less angry/disappointed that her plans have to be on hold.

It’s not just me, but also the town, that is still buzzing from hosting the arrival of the Tour de France Femmes. The zebra crossings were painted in the colours of the jerseys, bollards were covered with these colours too, there were shirts adorning the bridge, on corners of boulevards, as well as the Hôtel de Ville, there were plenty of bikes on railings around the town, goodness knows how long they will remain but it really was a fantastic day.

My grandson had to have more jabs, as he is now a year old, apparently he cried, oh dear! He has also taken the plunge walking unaided, there will be no stopping him very soon. The time is going over very quickly for my granddaughter starting school, life is just flying by.

“The Paralegal” seems busier than ever now (is that possible?) a member of staff finished work at the end of July, so he now has three days when he works alone, he still loves his job though and that is all that matters.

I haven’t really been anywhere this week, too busy booking eye tests, doctors appointment, appointment with the adviser at the bank and generally just day to day jobs. I have, however, spent an hour in the garden raking leaves, mowing them and then depositing them into a large bag for decomposition. I then used the shovel and “the twirly thing” to turn the compost, it really looks lovely and I will be using it all up in the garden very soon. Then I used the rake and the loppers to try and clear a lot of ivy under the hedge! I really wish I could get down to ground level, it would be so much easier than bending up and down. I love my garden so much and although I look a fright with socks over the top of my leggings, arms covered and usually wearing a mask when mowing to stop the smell of the grass making my nose tickle, it is just to protect me from bites, and nasal problems.

I did go to the knitting workshop, meeting up with “my ladies” is really wonderful. I still haven’t heard from my Turkish friend in Strasbourg (she was one of my ladies), I am hoping for a trip there before the end of the year.

Here is an excerpt from “The Shepherd’s Calendar: August” by John Clare.

“Harvest approaches with its bustling day

The wheat tans brown and barley bleaches grey

In yellow garb the oat land intervenes

And tawney glooms the valley thronged with beans …”

Now it’s time for my lunch, I can smell barbecuing meat, not at my house though!

Bon week-end

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tipsycad147 · 8 months

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Violets:Medical and Culinary Uses

As temperatures start to get warmer and spring starts to rear its head, a sweet purple bloom starts to appear. With heart shaped leaves and a range of petal colors from white to blueish purple, these wild violets are known by many.

While it is considered a weed or wild ground cover by many people it is truly so much more. Useful for food and medicine, this is a wild forager plant everyone should know and use.

What are Violets?

Violets come from a genus of somewhere around 600 types of the Viola family. The most common types we see in yards and garden are the Sweet English violet (Viola Odorata) and the Wild garden Violet (Viola Sororia/Viola Papilionacea). Both of these are edible and share many physical similarities.

If you decide to spread seeds or cuttings, know that violets are likely to take over your gardens and walkways. A shrinking violet they are not!

Depending on what part of the world you live in, violets tend to start showing up somewhere around April or May and continue to sprout over early summer. Once it’s hot, they settle down for awhile only to reemerge with the cooling temps of fall.

What can I do with them?

The great part of these cute little flowers is they are more than just a decorative bloom. They are completely edible, while also holding medicinal properties. High in Vitamins A and C (they actually hold more Vit. C by weight than oranges do!) they are a great addition to salads and sandwiches for some veggie fiber and vitamin and minerals.

Culinary uses of Violets

A more everyday use for violets are teas,vinegar, and syrups. These are used both for culinary and medical uses.

Syrups

Syrups can be used for pancakes, flavorings in tea or lemonade, drizzled across ice cream and more.Try adding to honey for a sweet syrup that also helps with coughs and upset tummies(just remember babies under 1 year cannot have honey!)

Tea

Dry the flowers for use all year in teas. Use a mixture of the leaves and flower to make a tea that is good at helping to calm anxiety and stress, relieving headaches and hydrating the body.

*Use 2 Tb of dried leaves and 1 Tb of dried flowers or 2-3 Tb of fresh flowers and steep in hot water for 5 minutes.

Vinegar and Salad Greens

Fresh violet leaves taste better than cooking them. Cooking violet leaves tend to make them very gooey and blech due to their mucilaginous state when heated(aka they turn into a thick gel). However, this is actually a really great way to thicken soups and stews naturally while adding in greens.

Jelly

If you want to take the violet syrup a step further and make some great gifts for the holidays, try making violet jelly. A pale purple with a sweet floral taste, violet jelly is a nice burst of spring in the winter.

We make violet, lilac, rose and honeysuckle jelly’s over the spring and summer for back up gifts. A small loaf of homemade bread and a jelly jar full of the pretty pastel colors make for an easy gift you can make months in advance.

Infused Sugar

The last culinary use for violets I’ll give you is making violet sugar. You simply take violets and sugar and run them through a food processor or grinder. Similar to lilac or rose sugar, the flowers give a light color to the flower to making it pretty while not overpowering the flavor of the sugar. Use for candying other violets, sprinkling on cookies or even for sugar scrubs and soaps.

Medical Uses for Violets

The greatest part about using violets for medical as well as culinary is you use a lot of the same products. Teas, vinegar and syrups are all popular for medical ailments as well as salves, oils and ointments. Violets have many medical attributes that make them useful for the modern homesteader.

Cooling and Inflammation

The number one use for violets is their superb cooling abilities. Violets are super useful at hydrating and cooling the body, relieving dry skin, inflammation and fevers. Who would think that much cooling power was in such a tiny flower?

Headaches

Violets also contain salicylic acid, a natural source similar to aspirin. Native Americans actually used to make a poultice of violet flowers specifically to relieve headaches!

Anti-septic and burns

Oral and Respiratory Ailments

In the Renaissance era, violets were claimed to help cure throat and mouth cancer. While not a definitive ” cure” violets are definitely good for mouth and respiratory ailments.

Sore throats and colds are soothed with a cough syrup made from honey,violets and other herbs. Sinus infections and other respiratory illnesses can be dealt with quicker by the violets boost of the immune system.

Lymphatics( Lymph Nodes)

One of the coolest things I found out about violets is that they help to stimulate our lymphatic glands to detox the body. Especially good for mastitis and breast issues, use an infused oil and daily massage to stimulate your lymph nodes and encourage bodily health.

HOW TO MAKE VIOLET INFUSED OIL OR VINEGAR

Gather violets until you fill your container.(I use small mason jars typically because I use multiple kinds of oils and vinegar.)

Fill with oil or vinegar of choice.

Infuse. Now your options are the slow and easy method or the stove top method. It depends on how soon you need your oil.( Check out my post on my citrus vinegar cleaner for more info on infusing and how to fill your jar and store it)

If you would like to turn your infused oil into a salve, melt some beeswax and add to it. Check out the Nerdy Farm Wife for a full recipe and tutorial using violet leaves.( Check out her page for a lot of awesome tutorials. She’s my number one go to for salve and soap recipes)

Health Safety Warnings for Violets

There are a few warnings for using and consuming violets however!

First is make sure if you are eating and using violet products, don’t overwhelm your body. Violets do contain mild laxative properties and too much too soon will create a big mess.

Also, only use the leaves and flowers. There are some native American tribes that use the roots externally for joint pain supposedly but internal consumption of the roots will make you throw up!

And lastly, if you are in taking violets regularly, let your doctor know, especially if you are going to be having surgery in the near future. This is a safety measure as some of the medical properties of violets can cause an increase in bleeding.

So that’s the general breakdown on how to use violets for food and medicine. What other ideas can you think of?

Check out my Pinterest page for recipes and more ideas on wild foraging and if you missed Friday’s post on how to use violets for daily magical work make sure to check that out as well!

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