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tealin · 5 months
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Mucus Buster
Everyone's got lingering congestion this year, so as someone who's no stranger to phlegm, and inherited the folk wisdom of a stage actress (the show must go on!) I share with you my recipe for making things better:
2L water
the juice and rind of one lemon (just dump the juiced rinds in, don't zest them, you maniac)
a small thumb of fresh ginger, sliced in coins
about a dozen cloves, some star anise, peppercorns, and maybe whole cinnamon or allspice or whatever else you like, in a tea ball (except the cinnamon if it doesn't fit, obvs)
good dollop of honey, to taste
Bring the water to a boil then dump in all the stuff. Keep it hot but not boiling – a slow cooker is good for this. Keep this pot on a low heat all day and serve yourself a mug every so often, adding water as necessary. At some point you will need to add a new lemon and some more honey, but the spices can generally carry over two pots if you're drinking it regularly.
The acid helps clear the gunk, ginger is good for the circulation, and clove/aniseed/pepper have some sort of decongestant/soothing properties. Honey is both nice and antiseptic, and apparently is a cough suppressant as well? Anyway, I just got over another run of Covid and this was wasn't 100% effective but it worked better than phenylephrine.
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evolutionsvoid · 5 months
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One of the Heraldic Beasts, the Cloud Weaver is a species associated with Phlegm. Its long, flexible body allows it to easily slither across the land, but the place it truly belongs is the air. They secrete numerous Phlegm bubbles that they then use to coat their bodies. Once a large enough bubble mantle is crafted, it will lift them off the ground and allow them to float gracefully through the sky. They use this floating ability to reach high up vegetation and fruits, while also for escaping predators. Those who even get close enough to attack will be besieged by these green bubbles, which release a calming gas when popped. Even the most rabid beasts will be rendered passive by the potent cloud, giving the Weaver time to escape. The bubbles of this species are carefully harvested for painkillers and stress relieving potions. When it comes to heraldry, it is a symbol of peace and grace. The way they dance through the air and weave their long bodies through the sky, a sight most beautiful. Their aura of calmness brings to mind tranquility and peace, for a house that prefers cooperation over conflict. Those who bear the Cloud Weaver upon their crest portray themselves as elegant in nature and action, with a desire for peaceful resolutions. For those seeking safe haven, or an end to conflict, seek the lords who carry such a symbol.  
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With Fall of Ichor, you just know almost everything will come in a set of four.
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heavysmokingboy · 9 months
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present from my lungs <3 extra for you i waited until I felt that there might come something up again!
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sweaterkittensahoy · 4 months
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thinking about the time I once grabbed "high pulp" orange juice instead of "medium pulp" orange juice and just.
Just.
This is gonna get gross. Look away.
You know when you've got a cold, and you cough, and you get a mouthful of phlegm?
Or like when you sneeze on your period and you FEEL the clot?
Like that. But ice cold.
And poured into your mouth of your own free will.
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shamelesscoward · 4 months
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Early Monsters At Work (Maybe Pilot) screenshots
Phlegm and the "Snores" (Footage snippets available)
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Dead door (Alternate scenes - No footage available)
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yourubersawcrit · 7 months
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[sniff] I'm sick...
The only nifty thing is that every time I cough and spit phlegms, I can say “Would you look at that! This one is big!” or “Hoho! Incredible!” to then show it to any family member I have the closest.
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burningchandelier · 2 months
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Rushing water sound and tinnitus in my ears save me.
Room spinning around me like a dance, keep me alive.
I’m begging, unearthly feelings of discomfort and disconnection from myself due to prolonged illness, do what you can.
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alcrego · 1 year
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With Phlegm, Morocco 2019.
Part of ‘Digital Public Space’ series. March 2021.
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wanderingmind867 · 2 days
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I have an allergy test on Tuesday as well as a phone call for my social skills class. I'm nervous about both of these things. I know the phone call will probably be okay, but I always feel nervous when I'm waiting for the calls and when I'm calling new people. And I need the allergy test (I swear I have had constant phlegm for what feels like years), but I'm still very nervous about it being itchy and stuff. So Tuesday could very well be a rough day for me. So I needed to vent all of it in advance. Plus, I wanted an excuse to complain about how I seem to have constant phlegm (presumably from a bad allergy or something).
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The four humors is an underrated fantasy doo-hickey. Fuck people being born under destined stars I want someone to have so much bile they’re gonna slay a dragon.
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kapeunlikeclockwork · 3 months
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wheeeee (I never know how to caption my art)
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whumpers-inc · 1 year
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“Don’t remember me like this”, Whumpee pleaded, glassy eyes searching for Caretaker. “Remember us together, yeah? Before all this-” Coughs wracked Whumpee’s body and they clung closer to Caretaker as the blood and phlegm choked in their throat. 
Caretaker smoothed the strands of hair, congealed with sweat, and blinked back tears. They nodded, swallowing shakily. “I will, I promise.”
Whumpee smiled a watery smile as their vision began to darken. “Remember Paris. Go back -” they gasped involuntarily for air. “Promise? For me.”
“Promise.” Pressing a kiss to Whumpee’s forehead, Caretaker didn’t even try to hide the tears. They cradled Whumpee close as their breathing grew desperate and ragged. “You can go, Whumpee, I won’t forget you.”
Whumpee closed their eyes, satisfied as Caretaker’s tears fell gently on their brow. “Tell me about Paris one last time?”
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evolutionsvoid · 6 months
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When it comes to harvesting and harnessing the humors, purity is key. Any fool can stumble upon a pool of stagnant Phlegm or bust into a vein of congealed Blood, but these holy fluids will do little good if they are highly contaminated or diluted. Of course, there are processes developed to refine collected humors or filter out all the nasty gunk. However, the process can get complicated and expensive, making them not very viable for small settlements far from the graces of civilization or the Church. Even then, the more common filtration methods can only do so much, stopping at a level that is still far from pure. This is why finding untouched pools and veins deep below is crucial to many dissectors, and why its stores of holy fluid is so coveted. It is from within the great corpses below that one can find fluids so pure and perfect, which would fetch fantastic coin or provide crucial resources to a suffering town. There is, however, another way to get the good stuff, but this path has a bit more danger and a touch of blasphemy to it. Do remember that the blessed humors are the fluids born from life, Ichor itself! Within these humors are traces of this golden life, and in rare cases, these sparks can light aflame. In places where a certain humor is highly concentrated, an elemental may rise. These are the embodiments of the very fluids themselves, living humors that now grace the land with their presence. Every inch of their form flows with these precious juices, and it appears the mere act of living allows the humors within their bodies to purify to incredible levels. 
However, to retrieve these refined stores of humor, the elemental must be slain, which is seen as taboo for some communities. The Church of Divine Wealth does not frown upon the harvesting of these elementals, but they do make it a rule that these pure beings should be brought as a sacred offering to the grand church. The blessed order should be the one to receive such a miracle of life, which then can be properly harvested and shared amongst the masses. Many do follow this law, but those on the outskirts or in the wilds are not see keen to give up such a potent source of valuable fluid. Elemental poaching is a common crime, but one that is hardly enforced when far from the reach of the Church, especially now as chaos consumes the lands and the Church has bigger problems to deal with. Even so, the mere act of hunting an elemental is a danger into itself, as these entities are no simple beasts. They embody the humors, carrying the very energeiai that radiates from these holy fluids, and they will not hesitate to use them when cornered. 
The elementals of the Four Humors are as such:
Phlegm Elemental: Of all the elementals, this one appears to be the most serene, fitting for its ties to Phlegm. They seem to be in a constant state of swaying and dancing, their bodies and limbs slowly undulating and flowing to some unheard song. They are cloaked in a thick layer of Phlegm, which leaks from their large brain organa. With their bodies coated in a highly refined form of Phlem, the healing potential they possess makes them tempting targets. However, these elementals are ones of peace, and may be convinced to grant samples of this healing fluid to those in need. These offerings are small, but can be lifesaving to those far from the healing services of the Church. Sadly, some folk won't settle for small globs of this gift, and would seek to harvest everything these elementals have. Those who threaten them will find the elemental releasing a green mist of numbing Phlegm, a pacifying fog that robs foes of both sensation and want. The comforting, numbing touch causes most to collapse into a mindless slumber, their limbs unable to function and their minds too consumed by bliss to care. At this point, the elemental will flee, as they do not wish to kill. It should be noted though, that this can still be a danger to poachers, as conked out hunters in the wilds and war torn land are easy prey to more unsavory types.  
Black Bile Elemental: Its rigid movements and unfaltering pace makes this elemental seem more a construct than a living being. Their crystalline form makes them much less squishy and organic than their elemental brethren, but one can see their ties to the spleen organa in their stony silhouette. These elementals travel the lands like a sentry, or an uncaring cloud drifting through the air. They do not share the animalistic traits some elementals possess, seeking no prey or shelter. The most they will do is use their hardened spikes to drill down into Black Bile pools and reserves, sucking up the precious humor to fuel themselves. They will not attack any other creature unless they stand directly in their way or they throw the first punch. Once this elemental deems a target a threat, they will unleash a rain of razor Black Bile shard to shred them. Their stony veins can branch and lance out like spears, impaling targets in the blink of an eye, while their central mass has a sharpened edge that can land blows like an axe. They will move just as efficiently and rigidly as they do in travel, cutting down foes in precise strikes and then continuing on their unknown journey without pause.  
Blood Elemental: Though these elementals occur at the same rate as the others, these ones are deemed more rare due to them being so hard to even see. Their erratic jumpy nature truly embodies the electrical nature of Blood and their heart organa bodies constantly pump this invigorating fluid through them. These elementals move like jittery insects, zipping about with blinding speed. They are filled to the brim with refined Blood, but they still thirst, much like the imbibers of this wondrous drug. Blood elementals seek out that incredible crimson fluid, hunting prey like a rabid parasite. They use their impossible speed to strike from blind spots, latching on with their spiny limbs. If victims put up too much of a struggle, they will unleash a debilitating shock to stun them. Once they have a good grip, their large proboscis will plunge into flesh and slurp up enough Blood to quench their thirst, albeit temporarily. It should be warned, that their thirst grows as they use up energy during a hunt. Those who fight back and prolong the battle will drain the elemental's supply, and thus they will need to drink more Blood to satisfy themselves. Thus, it is often offered that folks attacked by a Blood elemental simply give up and let them feed, as they will only take a small portion of Blood. Exhaust them by fighting back and they may drain you dry as a result.
Yellow Bile Elemental: A voracious elemental and very much the most dangerous of the four, as this elemental has a hefty appetite. As those who align themselves with Yellow Bile know, this humor requires food to do its work. Their liver organa bodies are simply large stomachs, and their heads are used solely to fill this belly. Though they may move slow and slug-like, their necks and heads are incredibly elastic, able to stretch forth and open wide to swallow prey whole. Yellow Bile elementals are always hungry and ready to devour any living thing they find. Those swallowed will be dunked into a gut of caustic boiling Yellow Bile, and melted down into nutrients and more precious humor. Any who fight back and deny their fate of being food will be blessed with a gout of yellow flame spewed from their stretchy maws. These elementals will fry any who resist and happily slurp down the melted remains. Those who hunt these elementals should know that the tables will quickly turn with the simplest of mistakes, and many poachers have met their end in the bellies of these beasts.  
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"Elementals of the Four Humors"
A while back I was playing Elden Ring and having a good time, really enjoying the world and strange creatures within. It was as I was playing it struck me "My goodness, I feel a flash of inspiration! This world and its fantastical elements makes me want to make fantastical fantasy creatures!" And then came the thought, now how would I make these strange beasts? How would I craft this world for them? What I would need is some kind of fantasy world that could be filled with a multitude of monsters, and possibly explained through years worth of worldbuilding (maybe by a plant person! Imagine!), but where could I find such a thing? Do I have one of them fantasy worlds already made and functioning? Hmmmmmmmm. Nope! Guess not! I will have to start from scratc- now hold up! What's this in the dusty bins? An old rundown world! I'LL REDO IT! NO ONE WILL EVER KNOW!
So here we are folks! Fall of Ichor is coming back! But its going to be very different from the old busted concept I had before, just take all that old garbage andjustcrumpleitupandthrowitinawastebasket! That old stuff was so scatter shot and poorly thought out, but THIS! This is the good stuff! So strap in folks, because we got a second world to build!
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dog-house-riley · 4 months
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dylandoesart · 8 months
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Phlegm: a little comic that I sketched out when I was feeling very sick
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shamelesscoward · 4 months
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the voices in my head:
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