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🖇Office Witch Tips🖇

Everyday magicks for my witches working that office grind

☕️stir your morning coffee or tea counter clockwise to dispel negative or stressful energies

📒enchant your daily planner or notebook to help keep you organized

🔮place a confidence glamour on your lip/chapstick

📝use your finger to trace sigils for success on important papers or projects

💎keep black tourmaline near your computer to dispel electromagnetic smog

💧place quartz or rose quartz near your water bottle to keep you energized

🌬use lavender essential oil and a small diffuser to keep you relaxed

☀️take your lunch break outside if you can and soak up the sun’s energy

🕊bring a snack for your local crows, and whisper your goals to them while you feed them

🕰take multiple stretch breaks- take the time to ground and center

🌼place wards around your desk to keep out unwanted distractions and visitors

💰secure a silver dollar to the bottom of your chair or under your desk to invite wealth and success

🌳leave flowers or fruits as an offering for the local spirits near your work

Baby Keef & Mama Kogane Headcanons
  • Mama Kogane is a total sweetheart for her son and dreamworks can kiss my ass otherwise.
    • Thought he was the most precious thing in the fucking universe once she got a proper look at him.
    • He yawned once and she swore anyone who laid a hand on him would die.
    • He blepped and she swore on her life she would destroy the universe and then herself if one little hair on his head was harmed ever.
  • She just loves how much of a chunky monkey her boy is????
    • Mama Kogane: He’s so soft??? And squishy??? How is he supposed to defend himself???
    • Papa Kogane: That’s why he has us
    • Mama Kogane: I would kill a man for this child…is that a normal feeling when one has a child? To want to kill those that even look at them wrong?
    • Papa Kogane: Ehhh….something like that, yeah
    • Keith doesn’t know how to rollover yet so she’ll lay on her side next to him with a blanket spread out beneath them and just play with him by waving her fingers carefully above him.
  • She finds it hilarious how he can eat his own foot.
    • Mama Kogane: He just chews on it! Without a care in the world!
    • Papa Kogane just watches them and can’t help laughing at the pure look of awe in her eyes whenever she looks at Keith.
  • Keith was never much of a crier, he just stood up/sat up in his crib and stared at his parents hoping they knew it was time for him to eat.
    • Papa Kogane: *Waking up* …aren’t you going to feed him?
    • Mama Kogane: *laying next to him and staring right back at Keith* Is that what he wants? I thought he was challenging me to what you humans call a staring contest. I feel a bit foolish now, I’ve lost three times.
  • When Keith gets messy eating she’ll give him a “bath”
    • Papa Kogane: That’s not how we clean babies
    • Mama Kogane: *licking the food from Keith’s face and hair with Keith giggling madly* That’s how I clean my baby. Besides, he doesn’t like the water much.
    • Papa Kogane: Just give him here, he needs a proper bath.
    • She passes Keith off to him and waits for a total of ten minutes.
    • There’s deafening screaming that has her wincing and alot of splashing.
    • Papa Kogane comes back soaked and looking like he wants to just lay down and sleep for days.
    • Papa Kogane: *handing Keith back to her* You can give him a bath from now on.
  • Mama Kogane doesn’t know how anything about human culture or how they learn so she and Keith learn together.
    • They both watch children’s shows together and will stay infront of the tv for hours. She usually has him in her lap or laid back against her stomach when they’re watching.
    • She plays with the educational toys along with Keith. (Their favorites are the alphabet blocks)
    • They both yell out the answer when the character on screen asks them about something.
    • Mama Kogane: Does this child not know what starts with the letter M? Does she have the IQ of a Haruvan Freeber????
    • Papa Kogane: It’s to help the kids learn, like you’re doing as well, also I have no idea what that is.
  • Papa Kogane has to buy twice as much baby food because they run out of it so quick.
    • He came home once to see both Mama and Keith eating a jar of it on the floor, applesauce allover their faces.
    • Mama Kogane: *holding the jar of pureed applesauce out* You want some? It’s good.
    • Papa Kogane: *sighs and goes to join them*

HOSEOK’S HALLUCINATION SCENE WAS PERFECT. THEY CREATED THE PERFECT MUSIC THAT SUITED THE SCENE PERFECTLY. I’M IN LOVE.

I think Lardo lets Tango watch her mix paint because she once noticed him watching paint-mixing stim vids on his phone.

Like, one day she is walking through the Haus and everything is quiet, which is weird. Then, she notices Tango just chilling on the couch. Then she really confused because it’s quiet and Tango is there and usually you can’t have one with the other. So, she goes over and peeks over his shoulder and he’s scrolling through a paint-mixing stim account on instagram, taking the time to watch the entire video before moving on. There’s the faint sound of the pallet knife sometimes if the colours really attract his attention and he taps to turn on the sound, but, other than that, everything about him is silent.

That’s when Lardo gets an idea. She isn’t busy right now, so she runs up and gets a couple of her tubes of cheap paints (acrylic, oil, some pigmenting, a giant tube of white paint, some paint thinner, ect.), a couple pallet knives, and some glitter. She comes back down and taps on Tango’s head. “Follow me, taddy,” she says, nodding to the door.

Of course he follows, Lardo is mama duck, but that doesn’t mean he does it without question. With slipping his phone in his pocket, the inquiries start a-coming. “Where are we going? What’s in that bag? When did you get home? Am I in trouble? I thought we were allowed to be there if the door was unlocked?? What’s that clanking coming from your bag? How was your day? Where are we going??”

Lardo is a master at letting him just ask without giving real answers (and, frankly, he’s thankful that she doesn’t yell at him like Holster does), and soon their at Lardo’s super secret art studio. At this point, Tango’s been here before and has stopped asking the “Where are we going?” because he recognized the area. But he still had so many questions, even up to the moment Lardo put a small red blob next to a larger light blue one on top of a big smear of white.

When she started mixing, he went absolutely quiet and fixed his eyes on Lardo’s hands, listening to the scrape of the triangular knife on the sheet of plastic she uses as her pallet.

They do this for hours, Lardo even letting him paint a bit on a spare gessoed canvas she uses to swatch the colours on to see what they look like. He isn’t really the best artist but he does get the shape of a multicoloured rubber duck with shades on. It’s mostly purples and blues and greys because those are the colours he said he liked seeing being mixed the most.

He eventually starts buying her the bulk cheap acrylics from A.C. Moore. They spend their Thursday and Sunday afternoons mixing paints.

Lardo puts the piece they made up in her senior art show. “Takes Two to Tony” is the title of the piece (only the hockey players get it, theater kids think it’s about the Tonys and spend too much time trying to figure out what a messy, tecnicolour duck with sunglasses has to do with the relevant plays and musicals of 2016).

It’s the most commented on piece in the guestbook and someone even asks if they could buy it and leaves their number (Lardo never calls them).

Tango is quiet when he looks at it because it reminds him of his mama duck and how she figured out what made him the happiest and used it to help him.

When Lardo graduates, she finds Tango at the ceremony and hugs him, slipping the key to the studio into his hand. “It’s all yours now, Tang. I’ll see you there.” He goes and there is all the paints he got her, the piece of hard plastic pallet, and the painting. It’s now hanging from a rafter, the light from the dusty skylight filtering in and making the metalics and glitters they used on it shimmer. Tango is so happy, he cries.

They still meet every Thursday and Sunday afternoon there.

Tango’s started his own paint-mixing stim account on Instagram and a “mama-duck-lardsy” always comments, saying things like “that blue can be used as a highlight on the duck” or “good job with the pigmenting, who’s your teacher? ;)”.