Passive magick generally relies on using the innate properties of an item without having to charge it first, although you can still charge and program them if you wish.
Household items that can be used for magick:
Wax melts & wax warmers
Shampoo & conditioner
Acts of passive magick:
If your cleaning agent is scented, use the properties of that scent to match your intent
Visualize yourself dispelling negative energy while physically cleaning your space
i.e. mopping, vacuuming, washing dishes, etc.
Candles, Incense, and Wax Melts
Light a different colored/scented candle in various rooms to invite a particular energy into that space (i.e. a purple lavender scented candle in the living room for relaxation, a green basil scented candle in the kitchen for prosperity, etc.)
Place a crystal of corresponding intent in the candle for an added boost
The same applies for incense and wax melts - use different scents that correspond to your intent at the moment
Mix 1 or 2 cups of tap water and 50 drops of the essential oil of your choice and boil on the stove to fill your home with the scent
Add a few drops of essential oil to a wax warmer for a more subtle scent
Combine distilled water and white vinegar (equal parts; 1:1) with 30 drops of essential oil to make a scented cleaning agent
When cooking, figure out the correspondences for the ingredients you are using and add them to the mix with intent
Draw sigils in the bottom of a pan with whatever cooking oil you prefer
Stir your tea or coffee in a clockwise or counterclockwise motion, depending on your intent for the day
Use the contents of a tea bag for spell jars and sachets
Use spice and herb mixes meant for cooking as multipurpose spell ingredients
Find out the correspondences for the ingredients in things like soap, body wash, shampoo, and conditioner and use those for some quick bath magick
If you shower in the morning, use a scent or mix of ingredients that correspond to energy and vitality
If you shower in the evening, visualize yourself dispelling the negative and stressful energy of the day while cleaning yourself
Make bath salts using epsom salt, essential oils, and dried herbs - store these in a sealed container for later use
Use facial scrubs for glamours that involve changing the perception of yourself to those around you
Enchant your favorite perfume with intent
Place a crystal on top of the cap or near the bottle to keep it charged
Make your own roll-on perfume using a carrier oil, 30-40 drops of an essential oil that matches your intent, and gem chips to keep it charged
Enchant hair products for healthy hair
Anoint the outside of your makeup containers or compact mirrors with moon water for on the go glamour magick
Add a few drops of moon water or lavender essential oil to the washer for relaxation and peace
If you happen to be washing bedsheets, use this method for peaceful sleep
Wear crystal jewelry for its innate properties (i.e. rose quartz for love, amethyst for peace, hematite for grounding, etc.)
I will be adding to this as I think of more, feel free to drop suggestions in my ask box here!
(all of which are based on things I see tourists doing every single year. You frighten us. Seriously. We know you haven’t been taught any better, so this is an attempt to help)
I know not everyone is swimming between the
flags at the beach. I know. It’s because locals
know what a rip looks like, know where all the rocks are, and know when the
tide is going in or out. And you know what? We still find ourselves in trouble.
But we’re all usually experienced enough that we can stay afloat on the
rare occasions we actually need rescuing, and everyone knows you’re an idiot
and calls you such when you get out. You do not, and you’re also in the way of
surfers (surfboards, by the way, do not have brakes). Stay between the flags.
Watch your children at the rockpools. Seriously.
Tell them that looking is fine, but under no circumstances are they to put
their hand in the water, and they DEFINITELY shouldn’t try to pick anything up.
If you’re driving home from the beach and your kid (or anyone) is unusually
tired, GET THEM TO A HOSPITAL IMMEDIATELY. They may have been bitten by a
blue-ringed octopus, in which case they’ll need emergency treatment.
Those blue jellyfish-like things that wash up on
the beach? They’re a Portuguese Man O’ War, or bluebottle. They’re not dead –
just stuck until the tide comes back. Don’t touch them – their sting HURTS. Hot
water helps. You shouldn’t need a doctor, but it won’t hurt to get it checked
out if you think you’re having an allergic reaction. Also, don’t pop the tops
of the little guys – that’s just cruel.
Similarly, don’t stomp on the little molluscs and
things growing on the rocks. I’ve seen so many kids make a game of this. They’re
not dangerous, but they are living creatures. (Also, don’t walk near them
barefoot. Trust me - I’ve made that mistake myself)
It’s recently been brought to my attention that
other countries don’t have this, so I’ll add it here – if you hear a continuous
horn/beep/siren at the beach, that’s a shark alarm. It’s a good idea to get out
of the water at that point.
The size or hairiness of a spider has nothing to
do with how venomous it is. See: huntsman spider vs. redback spider.
If it’s summer, wear sunscreen. I don’t care if
it’s overcast. Skin cancer is one of the biggest killers here, and that’s for
people who are used to our sunlight. Not to mention that it IS possible to get
so sunburnt that you can’t even wear a shirt. I remember attendance at my
school dropped 50% after one carnival because no-one could get their uniform on.
Feel free to add more in reblogs! I will be doing so as I think of them.
rose and kanaya voraciously search for and consume fanworks in earth c including fanworks about the versions of themselves that have transitioned into popular myth, sometimes kanaya will look over at rose who is hunched over her laptop typing furiously grinning like a maniac and she sighs and is like all right rose what anonymous kink meme are you writing about us on now ………… 👀
“Hey Sammy!” Dean’s boots were heavy on the staircase. “Just gotta, uhh, grab somethin’,” he said, rushing towards the hallway that led to his room. “This is Y/N by the way,” he said over his shoulder.
Sam looked up at the sound of your footsteps at the bottom of the stairs.
“Hi,” you said, stopping dead in your tracks. You expected Dean to have a good looking brother but wow… Sam was tall and handsome, and there was something kind and warm about his eyes.
Sam could feel himself gaping at you. He cleared his throat awkwardly. “Uhh… Hey.” There was a long silence where both of you searched for something to say. Sam was coming up empty, and just trying not to be obvious about staring at you.
“So, this is the bat cave, huh?” You looked around, rocking a little nervously on your feet. “Nice.”
He managed an awkward laugh, running a hand through his long hair. “Yeah. Yeah… it’s someplace to crash,” he said with a smile.
You felt a peculiar fluttering in your stomach as you looked at him and were able to return the smile. Just when you were searching for something else to say Dean came bustling back out.
“Alright. Let’s roll,” he said.
You held your hand out. “Cough it up, Winchester,” you said.
Dean begrudgingly dropped 50 dollars in your outstretched hand and you grinned a pleased smile at him. “Thank you!” You pocketed it. “Maybe next time you’ll think twice before betting against me.” You flashed another smile at Sam and he nearly staggered back from the spark in your eyes. “Nice to meet you finally, Sam.”
“Yeah! Yeah…” He trailed off as you strode out. “You too…”
“See you later, Sammy. We’re going back to the bar to play some more pool.”
“Dean! Wait.” Sam lowered his voice as his brother approached. “That’s your pool buddy?”
Dean nodded. “Yeah.”
Sam squinted at him. “Uh huh… And, uhh,” he cleared his throat. “You two–”
Dean raised his eyebrows at Sam. “What?”
Sam looked extremely uncomfortable. “Well… you know… you two are–?”
Dean smirked at his brother. “Are what, Sammy? Spit it out.”
Sam glared at him. “You… You know what–Dean,” he said.
Dean chuckled and finally decided to put Sam out of his misery. “We’re not doin’ the deed, so batter up, cowboy!” He wiggled his eyebrows at his brother and punched him in the arm.
“Are you coming or what? Those assholes aren’t going to hustle themselves!” you called down from the stairs.
“Coming!” Dean called, and with a final wink at Sam, both you and he disappeared through the heavy from door.
Times are stressful as frak. I mean, we got the countdown to
Iris’ impending doom, the risk of losing Caitlin to her evil alter-ego Killer
Frost, and this weird dude with the touch of death running around making things
decay. Can we please have a week where
we are not tiptoeing on the brink of disaster?
You’re spiraling, Cisco. Take a deep breath and focus on the
positives. Every cloud has a silver
lining, right? I guess ours would be Wally making serious progress in his
speedster training. He mastered the whole phasing thing and is making Kid Flash
a bonafide sensation. Seriously, Kid Flash is more popular than memes here in
Central City! I figured it was high time for me and Wally to have a low-key
bromance and hit up the town. I mean, we’re both coming into our own as
superheroes, after all. It’s the Vibe / Kid Flash crossover event! Vibe and Kid
Flash’s Excellent Adventure? Vibe Cassidy and the Flashdance Kid? I’ll work on
it. Either way, it was on like Donkey Kong.
Since we’re both not-so-secretly pining for our other-Earth
baes, Jesse Quick and Gypsy, we took ourselves off the market and decided to
just have fun and not worry about the whole dating game. Wally didn’t strike me
as a karaoke type, so I knew the perfect spot for our epic night – Central
City’s brand new barcade! We got there and the joint was lit. From vintage video games to a sick DJ pumping
tunes, the entire place was one giant party.
Wally was all giddy when he overheard a group of girls crushing on Kid
Flash, so we totes photo-bombed their selfies. I tore up Skee Ball and Wally brought
the moves on Dance Dance Revolution - safe to say that the Vibe and Kid Flash
team up could be best described as a fire
That is until the temperature dropped about 50 degrees.
Suddenly everything turned frigid. We
could see our breath! Wally and I were both freaking. These days sudden chilly conditions always
makes me worry about my homegirl Caitlin. I had to check over my shoulder and
make sure she wasn’t lurking anywhere nearby! But we were in the clear – we overheard
the manager on the phone complaining that the AC unit had gone haywire. The
party was cooling off - people were shivering and sliding to the exit. So I ran over to the AC unit gave it a touch
and vibed to see what was wrong. Turns
out it needed a new part from a factory in Star City. I gave Wally the deets and
he was there and back in a (kid) flash. We helped the manager install it and
brought back the heat. The party was saved!
As the night ended, we used our last quarters on some
classics arcade games. I got hooked on
Donkey Kong and Wally was blown away by my mad skills of taking down that crazy
gorilla. If only Grodd’s attacks were as
easy to dodge as Donkey Kong’s barrels! I gotta say I’m still stoked he’s out of our
hair for good. Now, does any one have change for a dollar? Wally and I are
ready for our next barcade team-up!
Request: jim kirk imagine where your best friends, really close and you always act like a couple and then one day you kiss jim casually without realizing what uve done and then realize what you’ve done and everyone is just like what just happen - Anon
WAIT THERE'S VOLTRON STUFF GOING ON IN BOSTON??? AND I DID NOT KNOW??? OMG WAS IT FUN WHAT WAS IT L I K E
Yes!! It’s been awesome! Earlier today, there was a Voltron meet-up at the Hilton next to the Sheraton where Anime Boston is held. Obviously, most of the people there were cosplayers. And they were all so amazing!!!!
I’m honestly Blown Away by how many people showed up. I risked my neck to climb up on this wall in order to get a group shot, and even then I barely managed to fit everyone in. I had to take a couple of panoramas! That’s how many people there were!
And there were so many artists selling Voltron stuff! Like, I dropped about $50 worth of stuff today alone, and there are still things I plan on buying tomorrow. I’m drained rn so I sound kind of mellow, but believe me- I was literally bouncing off the walls, that’s how excited I was. I lost my voice because I was chatting so much lmaooo.
I didn’t talk to too many people because again, lost voice, but the energy was so positive? People were there to have fun, and it showed. Every time a certain character/ship/scene was called to come up for photos, people cheered. There was actually quite a bit of screaming, but we kept getting scolded for it lmaoooo.
So yeah. Thank you, so much, to the mods of @relatablepicsofvoltron for arranging this amazing get together. I got to connect with so many people!! I took so many pictures!! I’m still deciding which ones to post, lmao
10 Reasons Why I Think I Made My Worst Investments Ever
I’ve been thinking about my investment style and how it’s changed over the years.
My first few years were pretty rough. I dove right in. I put some money in a brokerage account and just started. I was buying and selling with really no real idea. It was pretty reckless. But everyone starts somewhere.
The other day I started my taxes. That had me looking back at some old trades. Some of them are just awful. But hilarious. I had to include two examples in this post (see them below). I hope by writing this all down I’ll avoid making these mistakes in the future:
1. The P/E ratio is the absolute worst metric ever. It needs to be burned off the front page of every finance website. It is a backward looking metric. The stock market is forward looking. WTF. Avoid this. If a company has a really low P/E ratio, it generally has one for a reason.
2. Stay away from any and all foreign exchange risk. If you buy stock in an ADR or a company based in a country outside the US, and that country’s currency takes a hit, your portfolio is going to feel it. Managing investments is hard enough, you should not have to also worry about currency fluctuations.
3. Picking bottoms and calling tops is Russian roulette. A stock that’s down 50% from its highs can still drop another 50% from there. A stock that’s up 100% over a year can still climb another 100% in the next year.
Here’s one trade where I tried to be the man and short NVIDIA after a massive run
And here’s another. Yes, I actually said this. I thought the tech trade was over
4. Know where you’re going to get out before you make the investment. This makes life much easier. Before you buy a stock, know why and when you’re going to cut it out of your life if it goes against you. Don’t get trapped. Don’t waste time.
5. You need to be a master at avoiding FOMO (fear of missing out). There’s nothing worse than watching a stock spike, and so you buy it. You don’t want to miss out. You just need to join in. F that. Don’t do it. Chasing a stock rarely ever works.
6. Never buy a stock because of buyout rumors or because you think it will get acquired. You want to own strong companies not rumors or theories.
7. Always know your shareholder yield. Does the company pay dividends or have a history of buying back stock? That’s money being returned to you. If there’s no shareholder yield (dividends or buybacks), you’re basically left with a bet on growth. Know the difference. It will change your timeframe and expectations for any single investment.
8. You can’t ignore the overall market. In bear markets, they say all correlations go to 1. It’s hard to find quality stocks in bear markets. Everyone makes money in bull markets so don’t let it get to your head.
9. Study the tax code. It will immediately change the way you invest or trade. Trading can be a lot of fun. But at tax time it sucks. It’s a lot of work and even more taxes. You can save up to 20% on capital gains taxes when you hold a stock for more than a year.
10. The Internet is your best friend in the world of financial markets. But you have to double check everything. There’s so much free research available. There are also so many smart people writing and sharing ideas each day. But you still need to double check it all. If you like a trading or investing idea from someone online, make sure you corroborate the data yourself.
Four young students, one a policeman’s daughter would you believe, were responsible for the heinous crime. The quartet told the press their names were Sue, Roger, Richard and Bob.
They said: “We dropped the flour and ran for it. We did it to prove security and the hall was a farce.” [They also claimed] they watched The Beatles’ 1963 performances from the same vantage point.
[The Beatles’ love affair with Bristol’s Colston Hall, Craig Jones, Bristol Post, 20th March 2017]
Newspaper clippings from The Beatles Colston Hall, Bristol gig on 10th November 1964, where they have bags of flour dropped on them from 50 feet during the show. (Look at John laughing in the top one!)
Neil turns away from where he’s distracted by a pint of ice cream (vodka key lime pie, probably the only flavour Wymack’s asshole of a son won’t turn his nose up at, he thinks), only to find himself approximately eye level with Andrew Minyard’s crotch. “Huh?”
“Move,” Andrew says, using the toe of his boot to nudge Neil out of his crouch and away from the freezer.
“Don’t you get enough ice cream?”
Andrew shrugs as he pulls out a few pints that look obnoxiously sweet, hesitating for a moment before also grabbing a plainer cookie dough. “Palmetto’s expensive.”
As he picks up his basket, Neil acknowledges that yeah, it’s kind of weird that Andrew is willing to drop $50 on ice cream every week. Including his tips.
“So you spend extra money buying both our ice cream and store bought?” Neil asks, mystified.
Andrew hums noncommittally. His face is flushed by the cold air of the freezer section. He looks at Neil consideringly, before finally saying, “You look like you like vanilla. Boring things.”
Neil feels a bit like he did whenever the class was talking about a reading he hadn’t done. Lost and just a bit stupid as Andrew stares at him. He isn’t sure whether he had just been insulted, but says “I guess?” anyways.
“Predictable,” Andrew mutters, turning to leave the aisle. When Neil doesn’t move, he snaps, “What are you waiting for? Hurry up.”
It takes a moment for Neil to realize that Andrew’s still talking to him. Confused, he follows Andrew all the way to the checkout (where he pays for his assortment of apples, granola bars, microwave meals, and milk) then to Andrew’s car, which is sleek and shiny and part of the reason why Neil had never really thought too hard about Andrew’s spending habits.
“You don’t drive,” Andrew states more than asks, pulling out his keys.
“I can. I just don’t have a car.” Usually Matt’s thrilled to chauffeur him around, so it doesn’t really matter. Neil’s fine with walking otherwise.
“I can give you a ride.”
Neil squints at Andrew suspiciously. As far as he knows, the extent of their interactions has been Neil serving Andrew ice cream and that one disaster of a group project. “You don’t have to.”
Andrew looks at him impatiently. “I’m not offering it for free. I got cookie dough ice cream. You eat the plain parts for me, and I’ll drive you home.”
“What’s the point of buying ice cream then?”
Sighing, as if Neil is the biggest idiot in the world, Andrew tells him, “Haagen-dazs cookie dough is worth it. Do we have a deal?”
Neil’s almost tempted to say no, to go home and turn on a game or eat an actual dinner. Then he remembers the growing stack of homework in his and Matt’s apartment, and that makes up his mind. “Yeah, sure.”
The drive to Andrew’s house is quiet, because neither Andrew nor Neil are any good at small talk. Neil keeps noticing Andrew looking at him from the corner of his eyes, and busies himself with gazing out of the window. He feels charitable enough to help Andrew pull his bags out of the trunk, and belatedly remembers that he has groceries that need to be chilled until he leaves.
“Your house is big,” Neil observes, only because he had gotten used to cramped apartments and cheap rentals.
Andrew shrugs, gesturing for Neil to dump the bags onto the counter and only bothering to put away the other pints of ice cream. “I live with my cousins and our roommate. It isn’t big enough.”
He pulls out two spoons from a drawer and breaks the seal on the cookie dough. For a moment Andrew pauses, spoon hovering over the pint, before scooping out some vanilla and unburying a chunk of dough underneath.
“Here,” he says offering the spoon to Neil.
Neil reaches out to take it, but Andrew must have something else in mind because he shoves it roughly in the direction of Neil’s mouth. It makes him go cross-eyed, and Neil only hesitates for a moment (what are the odds that this is a poisoning attempt?) before leaning in and taking the bite.
It’s sweet, which despite all of Matt’s attempts, Neil has never really gotten used to. He looks up to find Andrew staring at him, eyes focused on his mouth with a strange sort of intensity. Suddenly self-conscious, Neil licks his lips, wondering if there is something on them. The room seems to get warmer and he sees Andrew swallow heavily, his Adam’s apple bobbing, before he tears his eyes away from Neil to scoop a bite for himself.
This time when Andrew offers Neil some ice cream, he lets Neil take the spoon for himself.
My chemical Romance preference. REVENGE ERA. (Ray, Mikey, Frank, Gerard) | request are open |
Frank would love PDA. Everywhere you two went, he had to be holding you hand. If you two were waiting in line for coffee, he wouldn’t miss the opportunity to kiss you. At home, he would be more relaxed. He could cuddle with you, and tell you the million reasons why he loves you. If you weren’t so into PDA, Frank would hug you. When he would hug you he would whisper sweet nothings in your ear.
Ray wouldn’t show much. He would always |like Frank| would hold you hand, and constantly tell you how much he loves you. At home he wouldn’t be so shy. He would love to shower you in kisses and cuddles. To Ray, he loves when you blush at his actions.
Mikey would be shy. Hella shy. He would ask to hold your hand, and when he did he would be all nervous about it. Mikey always wants you to be comfortable. At home, he would try the cheesy things, like the fake yawn so he can put his arm around your shoulders. At home you and Mikey spend most of your free time cuddling. Cuddles were the one thing you both were addicted too.
Gerard is cheeky when it comes to PDA. Lots of butt grabs. Yes, lots of dirty pick up lines and jokes. But he will do random kisses, things that he knows will make you smile. At home, PDA wasn’t around much, since you two were always goofing off. But when there is, Gerard spends the whole day showering you in affection.