coin food

  • Georgi: Let me give you some advice. 1, Do not call Yakov grandpa. 2, Do not call Viktor grandpa. Under any circumstances. Ever. Yakov will make your life miserable and Viktor will pretend to be your grandparent for a month, if not longer.
  • Yuri: Wait...You once called Viktor 'grandpa'?
  • Mila: He called him 'grandma', actually. It was great.
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Daenerys Targaryen Appreciation Week

One moment - The conquest of Yunkai

“Three days. On the morning of the third day, send out your slaves. All of them. Every man, woman, and child shall be given a weapon, and as much food, clothing, coin, and goods as he or she can carry. These they shall be allowed to choose freely from among their masters’ possessions, as payment for their years of servitude. When all the slaves have departed, you will open your gates and allow my Unsullied to enter and search your city, to make certain none remain in bondage. If you do this, Yunkai will not be burned or plundered, and none of your people shall be molested. The Wise Masters will have the peace they desire, and will have proved themselves wise indeed. What say you?”

Quick sketch of the Qunari I play in our game of Dragon Age dnd! 

He was supposed to be this broody silent intimidating character but within the first five minutes I played him he turned into a tall cinnamon roll as he tried to stop a drunk party member from hitting a bad guy. :^) 

His name is Aban, he’s an ex-tal vasoth who likes the sea and is really desperate for a job since he spent all his coin on food (no one in the harbour would hire him I’m crying for my son).
His design was made by @unexpectedturnofevents! Thank you so much! ;v;

The Thief and the Airbender ~ unexpected

@jeskaiwindscout

Jinora’s parents died when young, and since then, she’s been very quick at taking what she needed. She never took more or anything out of greed. She occasionally picked the pocket of someone who flaunted their gold around or maybe an apple off of an overflowing fruit stand, but not much more. 

Well, one thing more. There was only one thing she stole out of greed: books. Anywhere she could find one, it would find it’s way into her knapsack and read cover to cover within minutes. 

One day, when she was 11, she found out that she could randomly airbend, and used that to lift food and coins even quicker and stealthier than before, and when she got enough practice, she went to one of the Air Temple Libraries located right in the middle of the Earth Kingdom. She used her airbending on the locks and went in, reading book after book.

                         Continued from HERE           @piirating

        “After.” Diffidently after, or he’d even suggest during. Fenris leans to the fresh corpse, checking the pockets of the former slaver for anything that could be salvaged. Some had coin, other’s had food - dumb one’s had valuable’s on their person. He found a deck of cards once, to which he still makes use of. Thus far, they’ve brought him luck.

        “Your coin won’t be wasted unless I’m dead.” He rises up, wiping his brow. Blood was smeared in the process - he would deal with that later.

Running Wild

Life on the streets was difficult, but it was the only life that Morro knew. And he’d learned quite a few things from it. He’d learned that the biggest and strongest kids always got the food or coins unless one was smart. He’d learned to be careful. And another lesson that he didn’t often recall– he’d learned not to trust everyone he came across. 

Morro was a bit of an odd one out. He was young, yes, but the other boys his age– eight years,  to be precise– tended to already be getting stronger and rougher. The kids on the street had to grow up too fast. Morro didn’t really get rougher, but he got tougher each passing day. He’d learned to take what he needed and, if confronted, curl himself around it until everyone else just got tired of trying to persuade him to give it up. 

It wasn’t too long before he left that group altogether, choosing to live as a simple scavenger, gaining his sustenance from the trash bins outside of various places. He left Ninjago City behind to move to a more remote location, scuffing his feet lightly along the road as he went, not really knowing where he was going and only half caring. 

@stealingthesea

Hand in Hand with the Damned

*a curse inspired by Alesana’s Hand in Hand with the Damned

This curse is designed for someone who has said and spread nasty things about you or somebody you care about. It is a very serious curse and should be treated as such. It is wise to do some serious cleansing and self-care afterwards.

Supplies

  • 2 Blank poppets, one black, one white (this one should have some form of face drawn on).
  • Taglock of target, or photo of target
  • Needle
  • Black thread
  • Black container (box or jar, just something that will hold the two poppets)
  • Black sealing wax
  • Lobelia (also called Gagroot, to make them choke on their words)
  • Slippery Elm (to halt gossip)
  • Blueberries (to cause confusion and strife)
  • Rusty nails
  • Carob thorns (also called Honey Locust thorns)
  • Habanaro Peppers (get the spiciest you can find)
  • Coins or a food offering 

Preparing the White Poppet

  1. Stuff the white poppet with the taglock/photo, slippery elm, lobelia, and blueberries (specifically put the blueberries in the ‘head’ portion of the poppet).
  2. Think and channel of the terrible things this person has said and done to you.
  3. While channeling, take the needle and thread and sew the mouth of the poppet shut and chant:

            Imprisoned soul seized in the chamber of feculent horror

           Suffer all you must, but suffer silently

Preparing the Black Poppet

  1. Stuff the black poppet with the thorns (leave one remaining), nails, and peppers.
  2. Get mean. Channel all of your rage and anger towards this person into the poppet. Scream at it, throw it against the wall, stomp on it, whatever feels right. Just get all that negativity into it.

Binding the Poppets

  1. Stab a thorn into the ‘hands’ of the poppet, to give the illusion of holding hands.
  2. Wrap black thread all around the hands, binding them further.
  3. While wrapping, chant:

           Still your cursed tongue,

           Stay your blighted abandon

           Prepare to walk hand in hand with the damned.

     4. Put the bound poppets into the container and seal it with the wax.

     5. Take the box and bury it inside a cemetery or at a crossroads. Leave                coins or a food offering.

     6. Walk away. Do not look back. Take a different way home.

Farmer’s market: the real fresh and cheap place.

I’m working on a project about the cheap food in Banciao, as well as a reflection of taiwan food culture.
台灣的菜市場。
在美國,大家都去超級市場買菜,這裡沒有菜市場。超級市場的菜看起來漂亮又整齊(我從來沒有看到菜蟲),還可以買到不是當季的食物,因為美國從世界各地進口。超級市場很方便,可是菜其實都不是當地的,可能大多是冷凍空運來的之類。這裡有時候也有他們所謂,強調當地有機的“菜市場”,可是這種菜市場的菜都很貴。
當地產的菜應該要比較便宜才對。 

veggie people in farmer’s market. usually they like to shout “come, come, really cheap!” “very fresh, very delicious!” And the moms in farmer’s markets are so aggressive. 
菜市場的小販。會一直喊:來來來,ㄧ斤ㄗㄚˇ 摳! 俗擱青!

然後我通常用中文跟他們買菜,有時候會想我不說台語的話他們會不會把我算貴一點。然後菜市場的大嬸都會很不客氣的亂擠亂撞。不過這應該是謀生的重要技巧。