WHAT A THIRSTY QUENCHER

WHAT A THIRSTY QUENCHER

TOUCH || (carmy x f!reader) [request]

Request: Jealous!Carmy 

Touch || Carmy x f!reader

Word count: 2.6k

Content: 18+/Smut/MDNI

Tags: jealousy/possessive!Carmy, hair pulling, established past relationship, oral sex, drinking/intoxication, light angst. (they’re exes who aren’t over each other which makes it spicier).

Note: I barely ever write any jealousy-type things so hopefully this is still fun to read. (ending is opening to interpretation lmao)

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Jimmy’s wife, Adriana, always threw an extravagant holiday party. (“It’s a Christmas party, honey. Not holiday.” She’d always say whenever you asked about it). You were used to going after your brief time working at The Bear combined with the longer period of dating Carmy. You broke up in November, but Adriana still expected you there.

The risk of seeing Carmy was high, but the risk of pissing off Adriana was higher if you didn’t go.

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BEAUTIFUL WORK!!! !!! !!! SO STUNNING!!!

Master Yuma from @anakinskywalkerog ‘s My Very Soul 🥰

I love her. She is mom.

Also, other versions that I also couldn’t decide between:

hi birk! just wanna ask if you know any madasaku mythology au? or any mythology au with sakura ships? im asking for recs please thank you! 🙏🖤🤍

Hi there anon 👋🏻,

Maybe some folks would consider these titles closer to fairytale AUs rather than mythology AUs, but the MadaSaku 🌙🌸 recs that immediately come to mind are:

Fractured Fairytale by Vesperchan (aka @vesperlionheart)

Heartstring (on my fingers) by Vesperchan

The Black Bull by Vesperchan 

Doll in the Windowsill by xXAonoNYmouSPXx (aka @jingmcastle) 

Midnight at Dawn by raendown

The Girl and her Demon by SunsetbIvd

Here are a few more mythology AU titles that I love for other Sakura pairings:

The Girl who Married Thunder (part i, part ii, part iii, and part iv) by incurablysillykiwako-blog-blog (SasuSaku 🍅🌸)

Songbird by Vesperchan (KakaSaku 🐶🌸)

You Summoned? by Lady-otori (KakaSaku 🐶🌸)

The Man in Black by Sariasprincy (ItaSaku 🍡🌸)

Hopefully, this preliminary list can get you started!

Happy reading, and I hope you have a great rest of the day~! 📚✨

- Birk ✌🏻💕

P.S. As always, if you enjoy any of the above titles: please remember to leave positive feedback for our valued and beloved author(s)! 💌🙏🏻 I know that every note of encouragement, no matter how long or short, no matter what language it’s written in, goes a long way. 🥰

This is really sweet

House Of Memories (32/?)

Obi-Wan Kenobi x Padawan!reader

Warnings: just fluff nothing more-

Summary: Under the watchful eye of the council, you must figure out a way to revert your saber to its original glory, lest they find out and you be expelled.

A/n: okay guys i literally sobbed tonight bc i was listening to the peter pan soundtrack and fairy dance came on and this was all i could think of-

also y'all if you like the story, maybe consider buying me a coffee :)

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"Focus, little one," his tentative whispers in your ear were not exactly helping you to achieve the desired state of mind while this process took place.

Sat in the center of a private training area, you closed your eyes, holding your crystal in your hand and trying to fix the mistake you had made.

"You are strong with the light, let it guide you."

He was knelt beside you, hoping to assist you in any way he could, but it seemed his presence was causing more difficulty then help. You tried again, much to your dismay, heaving another breath and moving towards a state of serenity in your mind, but then it wandered, into a place it should not be. Serenity for you did not just come as a feeling, but a familiar presence, brought by a person. Said person was breathing on your skin, and it caused you to lose whatever sense on control you almost had.

"I can't do it, Master."

"Don't say that, not when we both you that you can," he sat back on his heels, but placed a hand on your shoulder to assure you of what you knew to be true.

"What if it takes me more time? Maybe I'm just not ready," you rapidly stood up, hiding your crystal within the chamber of your hilt, before reassembling the pieces, and activating your once beautiful saber. You looked upon it with great shame, for what you had done to it was an act that showed the makings of something you were not. You were a Jedi, like your Master before you.

"Do not put off till tomorrow, what can be done today," he reminded you, a teaching he planted in your mind when you were very young, before he was your Master, even. It rang in your head every time he repeated it, and you understood that there were deeper meanings now than when he usually spoke it to you.

You shook your head and scoffed, gesturing for him to see the monstrosity you'd mad with your own anger.

"I should wait for life day, hang it up as a decoration," you joked, but he didn't seem to find it funny. He knew that you were ready to perform a crystal healing, but even if you weren't, it's not like you could wait days or even weeks to fix your mistake. The council would be watching you like a shriek-hawk, and if they sensed anything off in your signature, surely, they would expel you from the order.

He wanted to give you a small break, perhaps take you to the meditation gardens to relax, and bring about some new scenery. Your powers within the force were greater than you had a capacity of believing, and Obi-Wan knew this better than anyone you had ever come across.

He knew it was a foolish idea as soon as it entered his head, but he was, for lack of a better word, an addict at the moment. It was the newness, it was the fresh feelings that were nearly constantly nagging at the back of his mind, and everything you did that was not even noticeable to anyone else, but it made him crave you. He shouldn't voice this idea, it's a terrible idea, an absolutely-

"Come with me, my love," he held out his hand, willing you to join him, and you did with a smile at the name. He was in love with you, and he wanted you to know it every time he addressed you... of course the outside world would never be able to hear the way he called you, so his former go-to of little one would still be on his lips often.

With your saber now hung on your hip, you followed him through the busy halls of the Temple. The disconnection in your previously intertwined hands was only mildly irritating until you were both outside. To avoid busy streets and onlookers, you both took a hidden pathway into the city underworld, where the lights were beginning to come on as the sun went down.

"Where are we going?"

He was never this spontaneous, never so impulsive to just go off into nowhere in particular when there were things to be done. The galaxy was at war, and it was raging now more than ever, but here he was, General Kenobi, the Great Negotiator, dragging you through hidden passageways and into the depths of the city. Where he was taking you, you were almost sure you'd never been before.

"You'll see," he seemed so giddy, so excited. You were the reason for that. You were the one to make him beam like a young boy, you lifted him up into the air and made him feel like he truly belonged in this galaxy, like he had a place other than being the stoic Jedi General that his reputation proceeded him as.

"That answer was far too vague, are you feeling okay?"

This was so unlike him, to shirk off responsibilities and take you on an adventure.

You entered an old and dusty access point of... well you still weren't sure. You'd stumbled into the dark after him and wondered if he finally snapped. Yes, that's it, your mood and sarcasm drove him to madness, and he was dragging you out here to dispose of you for good.

"I am feeling fantastic, and yourself?" he replied quickly, his sharp wit could impale you if he actually tried.

"Well, I'd be doing better if I was certain that you weren't taking me some place where nobody could hear me scream."

He chuckled lowly and brought you close to him, and suddenly the door closed behind you, leaving you both in the pitch-black area. You heard him moving around before there was light in the area. It looked like an abandoned service pathway, with an elevator in the corner. It looked ancient, but of course, Obi-Wan was lunging towards it as soon as the lights came on. He pressed the button to open the door, then turn to you in reply of your previous remark.

"If I was going to kill you, I would have been smart enough not to let so many witnesses see us leave," he stepped on the janky piece of machinery. You smirked at that one, rolling your eyes and doing anything you can to avoid joining him on that elevator. "Are you coming?"

He's your Master, you thought to yourself, why did he seem so different to you right now. You felt as though his equal, someone who shared the same mind level and age and wisdom. It was an elating feeling for sure, to simply be in his company and to not feel as if there were any expectations. Not that there ever really were with him, but something had changed. You weren't Master and Padawan for now, you were two lovers sneaking away from your duties to spend time with one another.

You heaved an exasperated sigh before joining him on the old relic of a gantry lift, letting the doors close around you and jolt before shooting straight up, and knocking you off balance. Obi-Wan laughed lightly, helping you keep yourself upright.

"I forgot to mention the acceleration," he didn't let go of you once you were standing straight, but kept you within arm's reach, hands encapsuling behind your waist.

"How convenient."

You must have been going up ten floors per second, and when the doors finally opened, you sensed you were very high off the ground. The darkness that surrounded you wasn't as pitch black as the former room, because in the corner of the room, there was a small opening in which brought light and sound from a lower source.

He took a few steps and crouched by the small opening and pulled back what you guessed was a curtain of some sort. He looked at you invitingly, nodding his head over and then letting his eyes rest on whatever was down there.

You knelt beside him, and almost gasped at where you recognized yourself to be.

You were in the opera house, in the roof it seemed, because you were looking straight down at the performers for the evening. Beautiful music filled your ears, and you watched as dancers flitted about the air, hovering like they knew how to fly. It was all an illusion, but you were entranced by it. You couldn't take your eyes away, your lips curling up slightly with every reaction.

"Whoa.."

His eyes never left your face, admiring the peace and wonder you'd seemed to have found here. As you were taken by the lovely performance below you, he was taken by the loveliness that sat right before him. You glanced over at him to see what he thought of the show but caught his gaze instead. You smiled, turning a deep shade of pink when you realized he'd been doing that the whole time.

He leaned in and captured your lips with his, unable to restrain himself any further. You truly did look angelic, in the soft light of the opera house, and the music playing below. He pulled away before an idea struck his mind.

"I know that look, what are you thinking?" You tried to coax an answer out of him, but you got nothing. He stood to his feet, looking down at you with a smile and holding a hand out to help you up. Once you were standing before him, he put one arm behind his back and one across his front, bowing before you as if you were a queen or senator.

All done while looking at you, he raised one hand beside him, the other reaching out to circle around your waist. Did he want you to... dance with him?

You took his hand, laying your other one against his shoulder, and along to the slow and melodic rhythm of the song below you, you swayed from side to side, occasionally taking a step or two to make a small shift in pattern.

"I've never brought anyone up here before," he admitted, eyes full of stars. He was under your spell completely, and he was perfectly happy to be. "I found this place when my Master first took me on, it was a place I could come to and think about everything... I came here the day we brought you to Coruscant. You'd been the first person to really teach me the meaning of compassion, and I was up here for hours contemplating it all."

"I find it hard to believe that you learned compassion from me when I was only three years old," you weren't shocked by the revelation, just a bit surprised is all... but it was true, and he did.

"You have always been wise beyond your years, little one. A Jedi consular if there ever was one."

You laid your head on his chest, enjoying the moment, dancing in the darkness of an abandoned room of the opera house. Within the arms of the man you loved over everything else in this galaxy. You would sacrifice it all for him, leaving nothing in the wake of the universe, except for Obi-Wan Kenobi.

You let your eyes fall closed, feeling all the love, and all the light coursing through your veins. It was almost like a meditative state, the way you branched your signature out so fluidly, wrapping around not only him, but the energy in the air.

He could feel your soft presence nudging at his own, and he relaxed, embracing it whole and letting himself be overtaken by you alone.

It was so untraditional, and it would have been seen as a defiant disgrace of the act, but you were meditating on him.

There was a low thrum of heat by your hip where your saber hung, but you ignored it, keeping in tune with this moment and everything that surrounded it.

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God, I can't tell you how much the "there's not enough enrichment in my enclosure" joke has helped my mental health. Because, for some reason I can't comprehend, pretending that I'm a zoo keeper caring for an animal (which is also me) just makes everything easier to comprehend. Like "Your head gets screwey when you're apartment is messy" just doesn't carry as much resonance as "The tiger becomes agitated when its enclosure is cluttered" because then I'll be like, no shit? The tiger? I've gotta keep things nice and clean for the tiger.

Food Offerings to Hekate

By Sorita d'Este

Which foods were offered to the Goddess Hekate during rituals?

Sharing food with friends and family is a natural way of bonding and special celebrations, such as birthdays and religious festivals, have particular foods and drinks associated with it. Many of the foods associated with Hekate were given to her as an offering during religious rites, as part of ceremonies petitioning the Goddess or as part of the much talked about deipna (supper) offered to Hekate at the crossroads on the last day of the lunar month (i.e. the Dark Moon).

Many of the foods linked to Hekate in this way were also offered to other deities or formed part of official religious celebrations. For example water, oil and wine were libated to many of the Gods, and sesame was included in offerings to Artemis.  Other items, such as the Red Mullet fish which was offered to Hekate, seems to be more specific to this goddess usually because the thing has an exceptional quality which somehow links it with qualities also found in the Goddess. For example, another name for Red Mullet is Triglê, with Tri meaning three being a reference to the belief that this fish spawned three times a year.  The fish also had a unique quality of changing to a bright red colour when it was killed, a quality which earned it a place in lavish Roman banquets where it was killed as part of the feast before being cooked (see p.217 of Circle for Hekate, Vol.1).

Many of the foods on this list (first published in Hekate: Her Sacred Fires, 2010) are regional to the regions in which Hekate was worshipped, most formed a part of the diet of the people who lived in the area.  Some were rare and considered a delicacy reserved for those with the money to pay for it (including Triglê) while items were part of the staples most people would have had access to.  With this in mind remember that you can use the food available to you today as offerings, it does not have to be something from the regions in which she was worshipped to be authentic, the doctrine of signatures can help you identify other local foods.  I personally try to grow as many of the offerings I make on my own shrines – flowers, herbs and fruits, in my own garden.  Food is also not the only type of offering you can make to the Goddess,  I personally also offer incense made from resins, oils and woods, and my time.

FOOD.    NOTES

Amphiphon : A flat cheesecake surrounded by torches (candles)

Asphodel : Food for the restless dead

Barley : Both as grain and made into cakes

Basunias : A type of cake

Cheese : As she was sometimes shown with a goat-head, goats cheese might be appropriate

Eggs : Traditionally offered raw, may represent life force

Garlic : A traditional protection from the restless dead since ancient Egypt

Honey : A standard offering to chthonic deities and the restless dead

Magides : A type of loaf or cake of unknown shape and type.  Bread could be substituted

Milk : A standard offering to chthonic deities, again goat milk would be appropriate

Mullet : Fish were often included as a sacrifice to her, and mullet was particularly sacred

Olive Oil : A standard offering to chthonic deities

Onion : A traditional apotropaic offering

Psammeta: A sacrificial cake

Sesame : Seeds used in apotropaic Hekate spell

Sprat : Fish were often included in her rites as a sacrifice

Water : A standard offering to chthonic deities

Wine : A standard offering to chthonic deities

Further reading:

Hekate: Her Sacred Fires (various contributors), 2010.

Circle for Hekate, Vol.I, 2018