dwelling by the sea

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A Tasty Solution 

Saltwater Brewery created an answer to floating plastic six pack rings harming the ocean environment and its creatures. Their rings are edible and made from wheat and barley leftover from the beer making process. It’s a great way for the brewery to cut back on waste product and provides a snack for fish and other sea dwelling animals. If more companies recycled like this maybe we could cut down on the amount of garbage polluting our waters daily.

Kudos, Saltwater Brewery.

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Heya guyz. this time i brought some fan gem babble!

some of you may have seen her on my past posts, but anyway, this is “Ammonite”. she was one of my first fan gem i made and one of my beloved one and now i wanna share my own story and stuff w/ you guys! :>

So, unlike other gems, she is naturally emerged from Earth very long time ago, even before the Homeworld’s colonizing attempt. She was formed from a crystallized remains of an ancient sea dwelling creature and out of extremely low chance she gained self-consciousness and emerged.

She was found by a research team sent by Homeworld before colonization. At first she was very wild, agile and sensitive like a wild animal but after Yellow Diamond took her in and used her as a personal attack dog to hunt down rogue gems she act more like a very skilled hunter. But still very wild compare to other gems, also sometimes she even act like a predator.

Initially, Yellow Diamond’s plan was to replicate Ammonite for massive army of feral warriors but due to her origin, it was very hard to reproduce Ammonite to the point where it’s too much inefficient. So, to dispose odd one, Yellow Diamond sent Ammonite on a suicide mission after another. However, to Ammonite, Yellow Diamond was the master who gave her a reason for her existence after so many centuries living like an animal, so she did everything she can to pleases her by succeeding her tasks.

Eventually, Ammonite find herself on Earth on a mission to destroy a group of rogue gems and retrieve a Rose Quartz. Ammonite put up a good fight against Crystal Gems, but eventually she was defeated and this is when Ammonite found out she was abandoned by Yellow Diamond. Cast out after all her work and devotion just because she was old and odd, Ammonite was in deep distraught and once again found herself without purpose of existence. That is until Steven try he’s best to comfort her and convince her that she can find her place on Earth somehow. So, she try her best to find her place after leaving Earth so many ages ago.

Her weapon is Atlatl(Spear Thrower). Spear and Atlatl itself can be used separately as a Short Spear and a Club. Her spear can also Detonate on impact and she knows lot of tricks about traps.

As you can see, she is kind of intense person to begin with but as she slowly opens herself to others you can see her being a considerate, caring person. She is just kinda edgy around unfamiliar people. Also, when it comes to a conflict, she’s kinda lean to physical force rather than conversation and peaceful method because she just can’t understand the need of unnecessary effort  when there’s an easy way to produce same result. this is one of the issue that Steven works on with her, and as the time goes she gets around… slowly.

Currently she’s living on Mask Island among trees and ocean. She love being around nature because she find it more comfy and being home. Occasionally, Steven and Connie visits her, and Connie loves to learn about wild surviving skills from Ammonite. At first Ammonite was little bit uncomfortable about Connie but she quickly found her quite likeable.

Also she is quite familiar with eating food from the first place, because that was what she did back on Old Earth. But she is unfamiliar with sweet, salty kinda modern foods so every time Steven introduce her to new foods, it’s quite an adventure to her. 

Lastly, well… she does Haka dances and being close friend with one of Watermelon Stevens.. she eats bugs..?

a broken promise- h.s imagine

Harry opened his eyes slowly, his eyes adjusting to the small light that entered his bedroom when Anne opened the door. Anne walked into the room slowly with a glass of water in her hands. She placed it down on the bedside table next to the untouched plate of food she brought up just a couple of hours ago.

Harry closed his eyes once more as he pulled the blanket tighter against his body. Anne took a seat on the bed next to him and began running her hand through his hair. “It’s heartbreaking to see you this way” Anne whispered quietly.

Harry remained silent, used to hearing the same words used by all his friends and family:

“Everything’s going to be okay someday”-How could it be? He just lost his best friend.

“Just know she’s in a happier place”- Could it be such a happy place if she wasn’t here on Earth anymore? “She lived a happy life.” - She could be living a happy, longer life. With him.

Anne’s eyes glanced to the picture frame that was on the bedside table. She stared at the picture taken about three years ago. As she continued staring at the picture, her eyes started to well up with tears.

Y/N was carefully wiping the cake off her nose, careful to not wipe off any of her makeup. Harry was standing next to her, rubbing a towel against his cheek. Y/N looked at him through the reflection of the washroom mirror. “I thought we agreed to not be those cliche couples that smash the cake into each other’s face” you joked.

Harry removed the towel from his face and smiled. “Love, it’s a tradition! Everyone does it on their wedding day” he pointed out as he turned to look at you properly. Y/N let out a chuckle as she threw away the tissue into a nearby trashcan. “Did you really have to smash it against me that hard though?”

Harry walked over to his new wife and wrapped his arms around her waist. “I’m sorry Mrs. Styles. It was never my intention.” Y/N softly smiled as she straightened out her new husband’s tie. “It’s alright. I know you’ll make up it up to me tonight” Y/N  smirked, her hands resting on his chest.

Harry’s eyes went wide as Y/N tried to hold back her giggle. Harry placed his hands on Y/N’s waist, careful not to stand on her beautiful, white dress. “Mrs. Styles, are you flirting with me?” Y/N let out a chuckle before she stepped out of Harry’s hold. The newly wed couple exited the washroom and began walking towards where the reception was being held.

Just before they waked in, Harry turned to his wife. “Ready?” Y/N smiled as she nodded her head, “Always.”

The room was filled with friends and family. Everyone static to celebrate Y/N and Harry’s love. There was a sense of happiness that floated around the room. One of the photographers noticed the couple walking in. Immediately he pulled out his camera, “Smile, lovebirds!”

Harry pulled Y/N close to him, his hand on her waist as he placed a kiss on the cheek. Y/N placed her hand on Harry’s check as she looked at the camera and smiled.

Anne fiddled with her fingers on her lap. Lately it’s been hard talking to her son. For all his life, he could talk to her. When he was little and got a scape on the knee, she could put a bandaid on it and everything will be right in the world. When he was a teen and just experienced his first heartbreak, Anne was the one to tell him there were so many other fishes in the sea and to stop dwelling on someone that wasn’t worth his time. When Harry first introduced Y/N to Anne, she was the one that told him that Y/N was special and to never let her go.

What was she supposed to do when he lost his wife?

Harry opened his eyes, his eyes looking everywhere else but at Anne. “Mum, just…I want to be alone.” Harry’s raspy voice let out as he buried himself more into the blankets on the bed.

Anne bit her lip as she nodded her head. Quietly she let herself out of what used to be Y/N and Harry’s shared room.

Harry ran his hand over his face, his bloodshot eyes staring at the papers in front of him. Gemma and Anne quietly sat on both sides of Harry, watching his every move.


“Would you like the deceased to be buried or cremated?”

Harry closed his eyes to prevent the tears threatening to spill out of his eyes. He took a deep breath, his leg beginning to bounce as his hands began to shake.

Gemma cleared her throat. “Buried,” Gemma whispered quietly. Anne reached over and grabbed Harry’s hand. Her heart filling with sorrow.

The funeral director nodded. His mouth set in a straight line. “Will you be going with the traditional ceremony with a casket present or not present?”

Suddenly, Harry stood up and walked out the room. Gemma was quick to go after her younger brother while Anne stayed back with the director.

“Harry!” Gemma called out as Harry was pacing out the door. Gemma placed her hand on his shoulder, trying to get him to slow down. Harry turned around and quickly hugged his sister as he sobbed into her neck. Gemma was quick to wrap her arms around him, her own tears began to pour.

Gemma walked down the stairs, a baby monitor in her hands. Y/N was sitting down on the couch sipping a glass of wine. Gemma let out a breath as she plopped down next to her. “Little bugger is finally asleep.”

Y/N smiled. “You have a beautiful little girl, Gem.” Gemma turned her head and smiled at Y/N. “Thanks love but trust me, when you and Harry have children of your own, they’ll be absolutely gorgeous.”

Y/N blushed at Gemma’s words. Her finger tip tracing the wine glass. A moment of silence passed before Gemma finally spoke up. “Have you guys talked about having children?”

Y/N sighed. “We have. But…I don’t know if we’re quite ready.” Y/N admitted as she turned her body towards Gemma and leaned her head against the couch.

Gemma picked up her own wine glass before turning to Y/N as well. “You guys have been married for two years now. Surely you guys are ready.” Y/N shook her head as she stared into her glass. “His album is almost about to release. Then he’s going to have to go on press tours, then soon enough an actual tour. He’s going to be gone for a long time. I don’t think I can handle being pregnant by myself yet alone care for a newborn.”

Gemma nodded, her mind flashing back to when she first had her daughter. She doesn’t know what she would’ve done without her husband helping along the way. “I think you and Harry are able to take over the world.”

Y/N let out a chuckle. Gemma shook her head, “No, I’m serious. It’s hard and almost rarely seeing a love that you and Harry have. It’s the kind of love you see in movies. I don’t think anything or anyone can ruin that. Having a baby, having children will bring the two of you closer if humanly possible. And Y/N, I know my brother will love that little bug more than life itself. I know he’s willing to drop anything and everything for you. I believe in you guys.”

Y/N’s head tilted as she smiled at her sister in law. Careful not to spill her drink, she leaned over and pulled Gemma in for a hug. “I think the best part of marrying Harry was getting you as a sister.” Y/N admitted. Gemma softly smiled as she returned the hug.


Harry walked into his room and shut the door. He instantly went to Y/N’s side of the bed. He didn’t bother taking off his clothes nor did he bother wiping his tear stained face. He had an excuse. He just came back from Y/N’s fucking funeral.

Harry looked over to Y/N’s bedside table. Everything remained untouched from the last time Y/N was here. Y/N’s reading glasses were on top of her favorite novel that she’s read too many times to count. Her favorite candle to light around fall was halfway gone. There was an empty glass that was always filled because she would  always be incredibly thirsty when she woke up in the morning.

Lying on the middle of the table was Y/N’s engagement ring.

Harry demanded that Y/N was buried with her wedding band on. In his head it meant that Y/N would be with him forever. Harry picked up the engagement ring. As he stared at the beautiful ring that took a pretty big chunk out of his bank account, memories of his marriage started to play in his head: how he asked Y/N’s parents for her hand in marriage, how he picked out the ring with both Anne and Y/N’s mother, how he proposed, how Y/N looked when he got down on his knee. He thought about the pride he felt when he would hold Y/N’s hand and feel her ring on her, he thought about the fights that only made them stronger. He thought about how he was supposed to fucking grow old with Y/N. He thought about it all.

And it killed him.

“Gah!” Harry yelled out in frustration as he threw the ring across the room. Harry wrapped his arms around himself as he laid his head against Y/N’s pillow, her smell still lingering. Harry let out a sob. He stared at the ceiling. “You promised! You fucking promised!” Harry yelled through his sobs, his hands flying to his face.

One night when Harry and Y/N were both 18, they took a drive together. They let the night carry them away. The car ride was filled with laughter, smiles, story telling, happiness. They drove until they were miles away from the city. They were driving away from all their troubles, promising to return.

Eventually they stopped in a field a hundred miles away from civilization. The only light was from the lantern Harry kept in his car for emergencies. Harry and Y/N were laying on the hood of his car, staring at the million of stars in front of them, something you would never be able to see in a busy city like London.

“Does it ever scare you?” Y/N whispered, her eyes never once leaving the beautiful sight in front of her. Harry looked over at his girlfriend, his eyebrows raised. “About what, love?”

Y/N looked at those beautiful green eyes she would always get lost in. “About how fast everything is changing for us?”

And things were changing. Harry was in one of the biggest bands in history, their success growing more and more each day while Y/N tackled the hardship of being a uni student. It was a sore topic. To talk about the idea of someday growing apart.

Harry nodded his head as he gave Y/N’s hand a squeeze. “Sometimes it scares me. It scares me how much I love you. How much I adore you. How I couldn’t see myself with any other person than you.”

Harry’s words brought a smile to Y/N’s face. She leaned up and looked at her boyfriend. “I will love you forever, Harry Styles.”

Harry leaned up, a smile decorated on his face. He brought Y/N’s hands to his lips, placing a kiss on it. “Promise me something, petal?” Y/N nodded her head, “Anything, H.”

“Promise me no matter what obstacles come our way, no matter what life throws at us, no matter how many people are telling us no, promise me. Promise you’ll never leave me.”

Y/N smiled. This was a promise she would be sure to keep. Nothing would make her say otherwise. She placed a small kiss on Harry’s lips. With her forehead leaning against his, “I promise.”

Harry pulled his knees to his chest. He began to rock back and forth, the tears never leaving his eyes. Through his sobs, Harry whispered to himself, “You promised.”


eh idk. is this too repetitive to the things i write? lol at first i was like damn this gonna be good but then i was like oh god AM I SELLING OUT. 

idk! let me know what you guys thought! 

you can find the rest of my writing here 

I love your silence. It is so wise. It listens. It invites warmth. I love your loneliness. It is brave. It makes the universe want to protect you. You have the loneliness that all true heroes have, a loneliness that is a deep sea, within which the fishes of mystery dwell. I love your quest. It is noble. It has greatness in it. Only one who is born under a blessed star would set sail across the billowing waves and the wild squalls, because of a dream. I love your dream. It is magical. Only those who truly love and who are truly strong can sustain their lives as a dream. You dwell in your own enchantment. Life throws stones at you, but your love and your dream change those stones into the flowers of discovery. Even if you lose, or are defeated by things, your triumph will always be exemplary. And if no one knows it, then there are places that do. People like you enrich the dreams of the world, and it is dreams that create history. People like you are the unknowing transformers of things, protected by your own fairy-tale, by love.
—  Ben Okri, Astonishing the Gods

anonymous asked:

Could you draw E/C in a shape of water style au?

Sure!

After losing her voice due to an illness, music student Christine Daaé gets a job as a cleaner at the marine biology institute her friend Raoul works at. Soon after, the facility gets a sensational new resident: a humanoid sea-dwelling creature. While cleaning the lab in which the fish-man is kept, Christine makes a discovery: he communicates through music. Soon, a bond develops between Christine and “Erik”, as she calls him. But the lead scientists at the Garnier Marine Research Facility have decided to dissect Erik, so it’s up to Christine, with the help of Raoul and disgruntled marine zoologist Nadir Khan, to save him before it’s too late.

Libra and Pisces 
The Artists of Apparition 

Libra and Pisces are Venus lovers. Libra is floating through Aphrodite’s clouds, the priestess of Venus, reigning in on her classical intellect. And Venus exalts in Pisces, the cheeks wet from the heartache and general melancholy of Pisces, but the universal love that raises the whole collective, dwelling in the sea clam. But Libra and Pisces can live in a dream, contact lenses infused like Neapolitan ice cream across the skyline, painting romance and infatuation, sweetness and illusion. Libra and Pisces are illustrious dreamers, people capable of creating realities sketched with idealism, creativity, and fantasy. A romance novel come to life, Libra and Pisces are pure artists, Libra the creative lyric of the mind, the basking of femininity through musical intellect, and Pisces wielding the waters of impressive imagination with esoteric sensitivity. A landscape of illusion bought to life, suggestive and vulnerable, yet drifting through worlds inaccessible to most. Neptune is the dreamer of dreams, and Neptune is the ruler of Pisces. Neptune is the higher octave of Venus. And Pisces, now you see her, now you don’t. Hiding behind fantasies and unrealities. Libra wings fly into Aphrodite’s clouds, ascending on the waves of creative imagination. 

-C.

The basilisk (Naja regula) and the cockatrice (Regulus gallus) do have overlapping distributions, but they are not the same creature.
The basilisk is the tiniest of spitting cobras, maxing out at only around 12-14 inches. However, it is also among the most venomous, and packs both a deadly bite and the ability to spit blinding venom several feet away with deadly accuracy. But before you get too disappointed, there may be some truth to the reports of insta-death odors and environment wrecking toxins as well, though not in the way you might think. These diminutive serpents dwell in volcanic regions surrounding the Red Sea and along the Great Rift Valley, where hidden gas vents may have made it appear that local flora and fauna have dropped dead for no reason.
The cockatrice, meanwhile, is a much showier beast. A flightless member of the wyvernidae family, it is swift footed and aggressive. Both sexes possess the red head and wattle, but the male’s crest is much more pronounced and swells with blood during mating rituals and threat displays. All dragons can spit up the contents of their stomach to some degree; the genus Regulus has honed this defense mechanism to a precise spurt of chemicals that can cause a painful burning sensation and blindness, much like the spitting cobra. This is generally a last resort; they prefer to simply bite and kick.
The female lays 3-5 eggs in a shallow depression lined with dry grass and leaves. It is up to the male to incubate the eggs and protect the chicks from predators, especially mongooses, which seem undeterred by the cockatrice’s aggressive nature. Cockatrices are found in Northern Africa, as well as parts of Southern Europe.

What has eight arms, dwells in the deep sea, and is undeniably adorable? 

🐙 This octopus! 🐙

This summer, we teamed up with Nautilus Live to explore West Coast national marine sanctuaries. One area we explored was Bodega Canyon, a deep-sea canyon within Cordell Bank National Marine Sanctuary off the coast of California. This canyon is over 5,200 feet deep, and extends from the continental shelf to the deep sea. It provides refuge for fish, deep-water corals, and octopuses like this one! 

(Photo: OET/NOAA)

The vampire squid (vampyroteuthis infernalis; “vampire squid from hell”) is a unique deep-sea dwelling creature commonly found in temperate waters. This fascinating species is believed to be an evolutionary bridge between squid and octopuses, having features of both. Unlike others of its kind, the vampire squid is incapable of inking when frightened.

Around 2,000 BC, the city of Akrotiri – built upon an island now known as Santorini, in the southern Aegean Sea – was a bustling sea port. They had multi-story dwellings, their interiors covered in elaborate frescoes, paved roads, advanced metalworking, indoor running water, and flush-toilets. We’d suspect that the natives of Akrotiri were time travelers, if not for the fact that they built their highly advanced settlement right beneath the most destructive volcano the world has seen in the last 10,000 years.

In 17th-century BC, a magnitude 7 earthquake reduced the town to rubble, then smacked the ruins with a few 30-foot tidal waves for good measure. There’s archaeological evidence that the survivors had begun cleaning up and rebuilding… when the island’s volcano, Thera, erupted.

The eruption was four to five times more powerful than Krakatoa, releasing hundreds of atomic bombs worth of energy in less than one second. When the dust finally settled, it perfectly preserved the ruins of the city for modern-day archaeologists to gawk at.

If widespread theories are correct, then Thera may have been Plato’s inspiration for the Atlantis myth – a destroyed island, a lost, highly advanced civilization – but, if anything, the myth downplays the reality. It didn’t just sink beneath the sea, it took a killer three-hit combo from nature, all but simultaneously crumbling, drowning, and exploding. 

4 Nightmare Apocalypses Humanity Forgot Were Possible

The Hirudo (or Leechfolk)

(Art is not mine, artist posted it when I was discussing this race on /tg/ months back and refused to share their name and said they did not have a page where they posted their work. I would be very grateful if someone could point me to the artists page if they ended up making one)

A while back on /tg/ I was helping to create various collective homebrews with the other anons there. While nothing concrete came from it one of my biggest contributions was the Hirudo or Leechfolk. Resembling mundane leeches in much the same way Thri-Kreen or Formains resemble mantids and ants respectively. Considered one of the less popular aspects of the “Bugworld” setting I still have a soft-spot in my heart for them and knew they’d be better appreciated here. So I’ve written up what I remember and can track down of them as a common use race for D&D 5E but they can be adapted for any system really.

Feel free to use them for your games and characters as long as I, Justin Wiysel, am credited as their creator. I don’t plan to make any profit from these, just don’t want to see someone else profiting off my work that I want to be free for all to enjoy.

(This one is done by @edspear who did a lot of concept art for them and the Bugworld)

The Hirudo, or Leechfolk to most commoners, are a typically jovial and empathetic race who are becoming well-known as healers of great skill. Dwelling in swamps, along waterways, the coasts, and anywhere sufficiently wet they are still a relatively rare sight away from their villages and cities but more and more are hearing the call to adventure. Their unique skill-sets make them valued members of their groups, ranging from natural healers, skilled alchemists, and deceptively capable combatants.

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Drops of Jupiter ~ Cancer, Sagittarius, and Pisces

Jupiter has a large auric field and absolutely illuminates everything it touches. When Jupiter is emphasised, the individual’s spiritual pursuit is integrated into finding the meaning of life. The three signs touched by Jupiter - Sagittarius, Pisces, and Cancer, all roam with a temple inside. This contains the guru, spirit guides, and ultimate truth. Jupiter is traditional ruler of Sagittarius and Pisces, and exalts in Cancer. Jupiter exaggerates to find meaning in everything. Rich symbolism from centuries and centuries is bought to life in a colourful display and synthesised through travel of the inner and outer worlds. The Jupiter signs have an interesting sense of cosmic timing. They spot opportunities for developing meaning, they have a kaleidoscope vision that infuses intuition, synchronicity, karmic events, unconscious projection of Scorpio’s findings, and prophecy. It is interesting that the ancients referred to Jupiter as the greater benefic, because astronomers later discovered that Jupiter’s gravitational pull safeguards comets from hitting earth.

Cancer is riding the magnificent dreamboat into an inner sanctuary of spiritual landmarks and self discovery. Cancer weaves and writes an itinerary through the inner experience, traveling through the internal palace where they spend much of their time. The Cancer’s experience can be so internalized because the scope of the inner world and the residence of spirit guides becomes magnified. Their inner world spans like geographic location, with the wideness of the horizon bridging their soul and body. Wanderlust for Cancer exists for ‘the space beneath us’. Sagittarius and Pisces have a more externalized experience of Jupiter. Sagittarius is searching for their own personal myth. There is an inherent harmony in the universe that Sagittarius is intimate with. This symbolises the search. Sagittarius, even without knowing it, is seeking to attain a higher state of spiritual awareness. When sagittarius realises the guru is him at the final house, the sacred map leads him within, to Pisces. The aim of this quest becomes ultimate in its service for pisces. The ultimate rapture of Pisces is not to envelope into the sacred space and dissociate from the earthly realm. it is to dwell in an inaccessible place, to swim in a secret sea and return with good faith, using this knowledge to serve, heal, teach, and cherish.

Pisces contains the whole ocean as a single drop. They express the guide that Sagittarius has found, the one that was resting in the home of Cancer.

-C.

Name: Nuckelavee, Nuckalavee
Area or Origin: Orkney Islands, Scotland

The Nuckelavee is a horse-like demon from Orcadian mythology that combines equine and human elements. It is considered the most horrible demon in all of Scotland and the name Nuckelavee may be derived from a nickname for Satan, ‘Old Nick’. The demon’s foul breath could kill crops and sicken livestock, and it was held responsible for droughts and epidemics on land, despite it being primarily from the sea. It is said to have had two forms, the one that dwells in the sea has no consistent description, but its form on land, while it varies, has more consistency. Based on a supposed first-hand confrontation with the demon, it was described as looking like a horse with a rider on top, though the rider’s torso was fused to the horse’s back and possessed no legs of its own. The “rider’s” arms were abnormally long and could reach the ground from where it sat. Its head could be as large as 3 feet wide, and due to its neck not being able to support its massive weight, would roll back and forth. Both the horse’s face and the rider’s had only one eye, said to burn like a red flame. A final and most gruesome detail was the fact that the Nuckelavee had no skin, and had yellow veins outside its muscle that would pump black blood throughout its body. The seemingly simple way to get rid of the Nuckelavee was to cross a freshwater stream, and it was kept in confinement during the summer months by The Mither o’ the Sea, an ancient Orcadian divine and the only one able to control it. 

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@fyeahmyths​ two week summer event
day one: North American deity →  Sedna

The legend of this sea goddess, though known in various regions by different names, is one of the most widespread Inuit myths. Although there are many variations of Sedna’s story they all end in much the same way: with her father pushing her into the raging sea as she clings desperately to the edge of his boat. As the girl struggles to save herself, he draws his knife and cuts through three of her fingers. The severed fingers drift off on the waves and become the seals, walruses, and whales of the sea. Sedna herself sinks to the sea floor, where she dwells to this day as the powerful Inuit goddess of the sea and marine life, the Mother of the Deep.

Sea Witchcraft

Anchovies
Ruler: sea goddess
Powers; attract beauty, subduction, make your self beautiful

Coral
Ruler: Venus, Neptune
Powers: emotions. Unconscious, white coral opens subconscious/ vivid dreams, pink coral emotional healing, red coral passions, give it as a gift of love.

Crab
Ruler: Venus
Power: eat crab meat to protect the home, use the shell in real estate magic, stuff the empty shell with lavender and sage to protect your dwelling. When renting fill the shell with cinnamon sticks, bay leaves, and sea salt.

Fish:
Ruler: Christ, Neptune, Venus, ocean deities
Powers: fish eyes are protective, eat them to invoke magic, cook and eat the whole fish while visualizing protection/ prosperity. Draw fish on parchment or formed out if metal to create talismans. Carry a coin with the image of fish on it for wealth. Use the skin of fish in fertility magic.

Oyster
Ruler: Neptune, Venus
Powers: aphrodisiac, female genitals, increase orgasm, men eat them to make themselves better lovers, fertility.

Salt
Ruler: earth
Power: sacred substance of the earth, prosperity, add some to dark leafy greens to increase your income. Cleansing, sprinkle around the four corners of the room and add to baths to protect and dispel evil. Create sacred areas with salt,
Sprinkle black salt on doorways to keep away undesirable influences.

Sand
Ruler: ocean deities
Salt represents the multitude of possibilities. One grain of sand represents Uniqueness, a handful sand represents the great influence wielded by like-minded people. Brace added to the home when you want to attract a group of people to share your same interest. Place it in a dish and burn incense on it. Hold sand in your hands to open possibilities and more options in your life. Build sand castles to make dreams come true. Wet sad helps to ground and realized potential colored sand brings verity to life.

Sardine
Ruler: ocean goddess
Power: beauty, seduction, eat them smoked with mustard to sharpen your best features.

Sea weed
Ruler; Neptune, Venus
Power: eat it for prosperity, scrub seaweed on your skin in the ocean to bring good luck. Leads to excellent employment opportunity.

Sea horse
Ruler: Venus
Power: talisman for luck and love, understanding, acceptance, emotional well being


Sponge
Ruler: moon, Venus
Power: loofa for beauty/ love spells, cleansing negative emotions, release anger

Water
Ruler: Venus, Neptune, moon
Powers: dreams, feelings, cleansing, love, healing, protection, prosperity.

Sacred waters: rain, spring, salt water , holy water, Florida water, consecrated water,

Moon Goddess loose incense
6 benzoin
3 onion skins
1 1/2 allspice
1 1/2 camphor
½ poppy
1 1/4 olive oil

Grind together then burn on a charcoal disk.

Moon incense
1 willow
½ reed
¼ cucumber
1 3/4 water
½ water lily
½ jasmine

Grind all ingredients together to form a past then sculpt small cones. Then let it dry for 2 weeks.


Lunar Oil
4 pt sandalwood
2 pt camphor
1 pt lemon

Mix and Add to career oil , use during lunar rites.

Water oil
3 drops palmarosa
2 drops ylang-ylang
1 drop jasmine

Wear to promote love, healing, psychic awareness, purification.

Floor wash:
Protection wash

The floor wash includes ingredients meant to help Clean and purify home and promote peaceful happy feelings through open your windows while you wash down the house with this blend and finish up by burning protection incense.

2 pt rosemary
2 pt basil
2 large bay leaves
2 pt ginger
2 pt sea salt
1 pt dried garlic
1 pt black pepper

Pour hot water over the herbs for 10 to 15 minutes drain water into the bucket and add warm tapwater and a cleansing product of your choice.

Use to clean your floors, window seals, door frames

Ritual baths:

Sea witch bath
3 pt lotus bouquet
2 pt lavender
1 pt rosemary
Color: dark blue

+
3 pt Epsom salts
2 pt baking soda
1 pt table salt (or borax)

Add a bit of sea salt to this base. Bathe in the sea witches bath for gentle purification prior to magical works.

Water element bath

2pt palmarose
1 pt sandalwood
1 pt myrrh
1 pt geranium
Color dark blue
+
3 pt Epsom salts
2 pt baking soda
1 pt table salt (or borax)

Aquariums
Thought to prosperity and ward the home from bad luck and accidents, not to mention all the energy they bring in to your life. Watching fish swim can lower blood pressure.

Hag stones
A stone with a naturally made hole going through it, also known as adder stones/ witch stones. Hang them above the door way to promote milk from curtailing. Look through the hole to see the unseen, wear as a protection amulet, the more holes the more realities the stone holds. The stone is formed by water and moving currents.


My sources used in this post.
[kris Bradley, Scott Cunningham, Steven Smith, Lexa Roséan]

“Where shall I go from your Spirit? Or where shall I flee from your presence? 

If I ascend to heaven, you are there! If I make my bed in Sheol, you are there! 

If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, even there your hand shall lead me, and your right hand shall hold me. 

If I say, "Surely the darkness shall cover me, and the light about me be night,” even the darkness is not dark to you; the night is bright as the day, for darkness is as light with you.“

- Psalms 139:7-12 English Standard Version

The Gippsland Lakes in Australia is a beautiful example of bioluminescence.   Noctiluca scintillans, commonly known as Sea Sparkle, is the non-parasitic, marine-dwelling dinoflagellate that exhibits the bioluminescence throughout its cytoplasm when disturbed.