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How to make candles.

Making candles is a lot easier than you might think! Here are instructions on how to make your own all natural, safe, and magickal candles.


Anything to hold your candles in. (Moulds, tea cups, sea shells, mason jars…)
Wicks or Wood Wicks
Soy Wax  
Dye Chips
Any herbs of your choice (Recommended: Any mints, lavender, sage, or small cuttings of fruit skins.)
Essential oil(s)

Make sure that your essential oils and the herbs you use smell similarly.


First you will need to gather all of your ingredients and lay them out neatly.

Take your candle holders and fill them with soy wax and as many colour tablets as you desire. The more you add, the darker your candles will be.

Put them in the mircowave (as long as they are not metal - if your holders are metal, melt the wax in a pot over boiling water double broiler style) and melt everything together. You will need to add more and more wax as you go along because melted soy wax yields much less than the flakes. Stir until mixed.

Add your herbs/fruit peel pieces and your oils. Mix again.

Add your essential oils, as much as you feel is necessary. Mix again.

Drop in your wick, making sure to place it in the centre of your holder. You can balance it and hold it in place as the wax hardens by laying a butter knife over the top of your candle holder and balancing the wick against it. (If it is a bit off centre, though, no one will be able to tell.)

(Optional) You can line up whole herbs against the edges of the mould and they will dry along the edges and make lovely decorations.

Let the wax harden. 

Trim the wick.

Ta da! Your candles are ready! Make sure to make them with good intentions and feel free to carve sigils into the top.

The Wiccan’s Glossary


It’s time to share with you a recipe for lilac ice-cream :)

You need:
5 inflorescences of lilac
250ml  milk
250ml double cream
150g sugar

1. Boil milk products with sugar
2. Add lilac
3. Thoroughly whisk and put into the freezer

That’s it! The taste turns out very unusual, with a hint of bitterness, and the color simply magical!

Crayon Lipstick

You gon’ need;

  • CRAYOLA crayon/s (very important, other brands can contain lead, which is not so great)
  • Double Boiling apparatus - this consists of a metal bowl, and a saucepan. Make sure the bowl can sit over the top of the saucepan and not fall in. You could use a Pyrex* dish instead of the metal bowl, but make sure the saucepan’s shallow enough that you can pick it up out of the bottom.
  • Container - you need something to put it in, duh - have something that won’t melt or disfigure if it gets too hot, and something that’s relatively small, or it won’t look like you’ve made much at all.
  • A working fridge - to put the container in. Or some other way of keeping it cold, so that it doesn’t go all melty.
  • 1-4 drops essential oil/s - MUST BE FOOD GRADE or labelled similarly. Optional; they just make this shit smell nice and non-crayoney. (e.g vanilla extract, lavender oil, etc.)
  • ½ tsp coconut oil (or shea butter) - make sure it’s good quality. 
  • ½ tsp olive oil - make sure it’s good quality.
  • Disposable stirring apparatus - just so you don’t wreck any good shit. Could be a disposable chopstick, or a plastic spoon. Or you could have a wooden spoon or something that you only use for doing this; make sure to clean it afterward though, so you don’t get unwanted colour mixes.
  • An oven mitt - so you don’t burn your hand when you pick the bowl up at the end. Safety first. ((I need this advice, because I’m stupid, so I put it here just in case there are other people like me. You never know.))

You gotta;

  1. Read all of this through twice before you try it. Just to make sure.
  2. Pick your colour; you can use a colour wheel to help, they’re really easy to find on google images. Don’t freak out about completely matching colours and shit, just find something that’s basically what you want. You can’t be too specific with this, so my recommendation would be to not try.
  3. Set up the double boiler; fill the saucepan with water and start it boiling. You’ll need the bowl, which can be put on later; it’s easier to do this first so that the water’s ready by the time you’ve finished fucking around with everything else.
  4. Break up ONE (1) crayon’s worth of crayon/s (wow, that sounds really dumb, but I can’t find other words) - the one I read said it was important not to put more in - and put it in the bowl.
  5. Add the olive oil.
  6. Add the coconut oil.
  7. Add the essential oil.
  8. Rest the bowl on the rim of the saucepan (or, if you’re using a Pyrex dish, place it in the water), double boiler style.
  9. Stir the mixture until it’s smooth like tumblr’s wingmen. 
  10. Using the oven mitt, pick up the bowl/Pyrex and pour the colourfulness into the container.
  11. Stick that shit in the fridge for a few minutes for it to harden.
  12. BAM. You are fabulous.

*Pyrex is a brand of glass that can withstand higher and lower temperatures that other glass. It’s usually really easy to find, and clearly labelled, but can be a bit expensive. 

Just some pictures of what I used, if they help :) 

Also, if you wanna take this shit to conventions (I haven’t tried this yet - planning on it for Goldnova, though - so I therefore claim no responsibility for it going wrong) you could take a freezer pack in a plastic bag with the lipstick to keep it solid.

EDIT: Yeah, I took it; it was fine! Kinda forgot the freezer thing, but it didn’t matter, it stayed solid all day. The most un-solid it got was soft, but that just made it easier to apply. It seems that it’ll only melt again if it gets SUPER hot, so don’t be worried about it. Hope this helps :D

the-dragongirl  asked:

Puns, here is prompt: please write me the Boil/Waxer thing you told me about in which Boil does not approve of Waxer giving weapons training to their small and breakable child.


I’m going to cross post it on AO3 too, I think.

Thank you for being so patient DG.

Boil woke slowly, a luxury rarely granted to clones on active duty. Rolling over, he absently thanked his utterly insane general for somehow managing to get him and Waxer double quarters. Boil had not even know star destroyers had double quarters, but he was sure not complaining.

He was alone in the bed, Waxer’s side cool and empty. As he buried his face into a pillow and savored the silence, Boil decided that, that was okay. More sleep was always good, even if he was alone…


Boil sat bolt upright, any lingering dregs of sleep gone. He narrowed his eyes, tilting his head to the side as he listened.


It was never silent, especially not around Boil. There was always something going on, someone (usually Numa. Or Waxer,) talking, laughing, or jumping on the bed at the most inopportune times. Silence was suspicious. Silence meant trouble.

With a groan, Boil pulled himself out of bed. Despite his late rising, they were not on leave, just not needed immediately (and General Kenobi had always been good about that; giving his troops time to rest and regroup whenever he could manage it), so after taking a moment to duck into the tiny attached fresher to rinse the morning breath from his mouth, Boil pulled on his armor. Stretching as he moved, he left his quarters, a determined scowl painting his face.

Waxer knew the jig was up when the sound of heavy-booted footsteps thudding down the hall reached his ears.

‘Kriff, he got up early.’

“Numa, sweetie?”

The twilek girl look up at him, a wide grin of her tiny face. “Yes Nera?”

“Hide the blaster for me? I think I’m about to get in trouble.”

Numa’s eyes widened, almost comically so, but her grin did not waver. “Nera’s in trouble?”


Boil’s voice bounced and echoed of the range walls, and Waxer resisted the urge to sigh. Oh, he was so in for it.

“Yes Numa, I really think I am.”

She giggled. “Nera’s in trouble, Nera’s in trouble~”

“Hey you, if Boil’s grumpy with me, I’m taking you down too!” Waxer said, laughing and wiggling his fingers threateningly at the child. Numa’s laugher only increased, even as the footsteps grew louder.

“Quickly now, hide the blaster.” Waxer urged, straightening up from his crouch on the floor, just as Boil stormed into the practice range, eyes blazing.

“What are you two up to in-“ Boil stopped five paces into the room, his eyes widening at the sight that greeted him. Waxer, in half his armor, his blacks showing from the waist up, looking far too innocent to be true, Numa next to him, a wide grin on her face and a blaster bigger than she was, “hidden” behind her.
Boil gaped for single, brief moment, before locking eyes with his partner and batchmate.


Waxer raised his hands, whether in protest or surrender Boil was not sure. “What? There are no regs against a little morning target practice.”

“Target practice?!” Boil looked from Waxer, to Numa (still grinning) and back to Waxer. “Waxer, she’s six standard! And that thing is twice her size!”

“I wasn’t going to let her fire it!” Waxer protested, “She just wanted to look at it!” He glanced away. “We were going to start small…”

Boil followed his gaze to the smaller set of dual pistols, sitting on a bench.


“Oh come on Boil, you and I were firing blasters at two!”

Boil pinched the bridge of his nose. “We were half grown at two, remember?! And nowhere near as small!”

“Nera Boil.”

Boil looked down. Numa had abandoned her place next to Waxer, and was now attached to his leg like some kind of suckered creature, gazing up at him with too-wide eyes.

“Don’t be mad at Nera Waxer? Pleaseeee?” She stuck out her lower lip.

Boil groaned. “Oh no. You stop that right now, you little biter.”


“Big sad eyes ain’t gonna get you two out of this one.”


Boil groaned, glancing up at Waxer, if only to get away from the death-ray that was a determined Numa.

Big mistake.

Catching his eye, Waxer waltzed over, and Boil supressed a groan. He was doomed.

Draping his arms over him, Waxer propped his chin on Boil’s shoulder, pressing up against his back. “Please don’t be mad,” he cooed, and honestly, Boil had seen the man cackle nigh on manically during a full-fledged fire fight, he should not be able to coo! “I just want to make sure she can protect herself. You know what our lives our like.”

And that was just a low blow, and totally unfair.

“You two think you’re so cute.” Boil grumbled, but there was no real ire in his voice, and Numa cheered, hugging his leg tighter. Waxer grinned.

“But you love us anyway.”

“Yeah yeah, now get off me. I need food if I’m expected to put up with you two hooligans all day.”

“I love you too.”

Her final stand: L’esprit de Noël Chocolate Tart

With dark chocolate Glaze and Ganache atop Praline Feuilletine in Sweet Almond Pastry Dough, layered with a beautiful gold-specked Cacao Nib Tuile, decorated with a Tempered Dark Chocolate ball filled with Mascarpone Cacao Whipped Cream and covered with Red-Gold Colored Cacao Butter, and a curve of patterned tempered Dark Chocolate. 

This was my mother’s final exam piece! She’s finally done with her Le Cordon Bleu Superior Pastry course and with this creation I’m fairly sure she will more than pass - I’ve watched her practice for weeks and weeks on end, baking the sweet almond pastry dough to tart perfection, double boiling more dark chocolate than I care to remember and tempering them in moulds which would only sometimes yield the desired shape, and basically exiling herself from a social life to the library where it was cool enough to assemble her complicated chocolate tart. As this is her own recipe perhaps I will be posting it soon,  but for now I’ll just celebrate with her in the L'espirit of freedom! 

28 - Luke Hemmings

From @unkindnessofone‘s prompts


Your face lit up as you excused yourself from the dining table which was littered with leaflets and invitations, your thumb sliding across the screen as you went out into the hall and leaned against the wall. 

“Hey!” You chirped, already excited to speak to Luke who was in Europe doing some promo. You two hadn’t had a chance to catch up since he left 2 days ago, so you were delighted to see his name and face flash up on your screen. 

“Hey babe.” he chuckled, already relaxing from the stress of promo on hearing your voice back home. Luke missed everything about home when he was away, even if it was for only a few nights, but you were always right at the front of his mind. He always wondered what you would be cooking yourself for dinner, or whether you’d watch a film on Netflix before you went to sleep. He hated not being a part of your every day routine. “You okay?”

You smiled, running a hand over your face. “Yeah, I’m really good. I miss you already though.” 

It was true, for you the first week or so was the hardest when he was away. You had to get back to living without him, adjust back to living on your own for a few months at a time. It was around the second week when you would start to get back into the non-Luke routine, sleeping back in the middle of your double bed, only boiling enough water for one cup of tea. You didn’t stop missing him, it just stopped hurting as much, and as the two of you were nearing 5 years together, it was something you had grown accustomed to. 

You could hear him sigh down his end of the line. “I miss you too. What are you up to?”

“Well, we were just planning a wedding before you so rudely interrupted.” You laughed, knowing that statement alone would set your boyfriend off. You had both talked about getting married, but neither of you felt ready for that step.

Instead, he just laughed back, and you could almost see the big smile that would encompass his face. “Well I would worry, but Calum reminded me today that Sandie was having you round to talk dresses, so I’m calm.”

You just smiled, glad that he was paying attention for once to what Calum was telling him about his impending wedding to one of your best friends. 

“I’m glad, but I’m sure I can pick my dress out as well right?” You smirked.

You could almost see the pale sheen of sweat that had appeared on his forehead. “Uh babe…don’t I have to…like…propose first?”

Double Bubble Boiling Trouble | Witch Hunters AU | REDWINTERSLYRA

Jack followed his friend Lyra through the deep dark woods in their home town. He was carrying a satchel, which had different ingredients and many different small weapons, like homemade smoke bombs. He gave a small groan and kicked a stone with his steel capped boots, “Will there ever be a town that appreciates what we do?” he asked


Scare Up Some Fun in The Sims 4 Spooky Stuff, Coming Soon!

Double, trouble boils below;
Tombstones smoke and caldrons glow.
Tempt the Spooky Candy Bowl,
Carve a Pumpkin for passed souls!

In other words, the The Sims 4 Spooky Stuff is coming on September 29, and comes with the stuff you need to plan and execute the perfect Spooky Party.

Transform your Sim’s home with ghoulishly fun decorations, including creepy paintings, spider webs, and all manner of tattered furniture. Want to temporarily (or… permanently) turn your Sim’s home into a creepy house of horrors? Go for it.

The Sims 4 Spooky Stuff includes two new gameplay objects: the mischievous Spooky Candy Bowl and a new Pumpkin Carving Station. Your Sims can make festive works of carved art, creating the jack-o-lantern of their dreams. And once they’re done, Ghost Sims can take a candle-lit pumpkin, put it on their head, and haunt up the night!

If you’re looking to throw a Spooky Party (a new type of party in The Sims 4 Spooky Stuff), you can do just that. Besides being able to decorate your Sim’s home with the new objects to set the eerie mood, there are also three new ghoulish recipes: an Eyeball Cheese Plate, Zombie Cake, and Spooky Cookies. You can even ask other Sims for party treats (though don’t be surprised if they play a trick on your Sim instead).

A variety of new costumes are also available to help make your party stand out, from Pirates and Ninjas to Super Llamas and Fairies, there are a bunch of great outfits for Sims young and old. Of course, these costumes aren’t restricted to use at Spooky Parties, either – if you want to dress your Sim like a Witch year-round, you can totally do that.

The Sims 4 Spooky Stuff releases worldwide on September 29 – are you excited to throw a party that everyone will be dying to attend?

You are scum, lower than scum, lower than a demon. Even fallen angels would spit on your name, but their spit is still to (un)holy for you. No, you, the thief in the night, who cannot be creative for themselves. Demons wouldn’t even consider you worth tormenting and hell doesn’t want you. Satan only takes the worst and the best. Heaven doesn’t want you, God doesn’t like liars and thieves who never repent. No one wants a person who cannot stand on their own who has to resort to stealing others work. Double, trip, boil and toil, a withes curse is coming your way, whisper your prayer, but you cannot escape the curse, burn out of the ill will of a witches heart, a black verse that will make you only realize, you have become prey. I am a witch and I will make your breath hitch with the wildness of my spirit. If you ever offend a witch, you better make amends, because it is not just the witch you must worry about but their coven. For a witches curse will not come along but more than thrice.
—  for thieves who claim work as their own, there are witches with curses born in their hearts
ciel knight

anonymous asked:

I know its totally okay for darker skinned people to cosplay light skinned people, but is it okay for light skinned people to cosplay dark skinned people? I feel like there could be an understandable double standard there so I'm just wondering.

As long as you don’t use makeup to darken your skin or appropriate garments that belong to the character’s cultural background, I don’t think it should be too big of an issue. I’m not really one to ask since my opinions aren’t important given I’m white. Feel free to give me feedback or educate me if I should think otherwise.

You have to look back at the history of blackface and how white people used to paint themselves black with shoe polish and exaggerate black peoples features as a spectacle to humiliate and discriminate against them. As with brownface, yellowface, and many other racist theatrical exaggerations. So when you see a white person darkening their skin for costumes, there are old standing reasons why that is NOT an okay thing to do.

Another thing to consider is that people are discriminated against every day for simply being of colour, so when a privileged white person paints themselves darker to resemble a minority, even if it’s done for the lighthearted purpose of cosplay, it’s pretty obvious why some people would be offended by that. The power dynamic prevents it from being a double standard, instead it boils down to privilege and racism. It is incredibly ignorant of a privileged person to think using products to darken their skin for the sole reason to resemble dark skinned person for costume is acceptable.

If any of you guys have more thorough statements feel free to add on. I’m really light headed so sorry if this didn’t make much sense, ahah. That’s the jist of it though.