If I thought I could help you by putting you into an enchanted sleep and allowing you to postpone the moment when you would have to think about what has happened tonight, I would do it. But I know better. Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it. You have shown bravery beyond anything I could have expected of you. I ask you to demonstrate your courage one more time. I ask you to tell us what happened.
Hey so I’ve been wanting to do this for a few years now, but I’ve never had to chance to do it until now. I had made a “diversity chart” with Google Spreadsheet for the main Disney females. I hope you guys like it, I will be making one for Overwatch, Pixar, and the all of the Disney main characters too. I hope you guys find it interesting or w/e!!
Acorn: Used for good luck, protection, wisdom,
and personal power
Beans: carried in a
pocket, purse, or mojo for good luck
Agrimony: Overcoming fear & inner blockages and
dispelling negative emotions. Reversing spells. Use as a wash or oil for
healing rituals. Ward off evil entities and poisons
Alfalfa Leaves: Used in money, prosperity, and
Allspice: Money, luck, healing, and obtaining
treasure. Added determination and energy to any spell
Angelica Root: Very powerful. Protects against negative
energy and attracts positive energy. Used in healing and exorcisms. Protects
Anise Seeds: Used to help ward off the Evil Eye, find
happiness, and stimulate psychic ability. Used in sleep pillows to prevent
Anise Star: Burned to increase psychic awareness &
abilities. Placed on altar to increase
power generated or carried to bring good luck
Powder: Purification and
increased spirituality. Burned to reach meditative state
Arbica Flowers: Psychic powers and protection from
Root: Used for protection
Balm of Gilead
Tear: Used for love,
manifestation, protection, healing, assisting in healing from loss of a loved
Bark: Cleansing, sorcery,
atonement, freeing oneself from the power or control of another
Basil: Love, exorcism, wealth, and protection.
Dispels confusion, fears, and weakness. Drives off hostile spirits
Bat Head Root: Used in spell work, rituals, to obtain
Bay leaves: Used for protection, good fortune,
success, purification, strength, healing and psychic powers. Write wishes on
the leaves and burn them to make the wish come true. Put in dream pillows for
Bark: Good fortune, luck,
healing, and stress relief
Bee Pollen: Friendship, attraction, love, strength,
happiness, and overcoming depression
Birch Bark: Powerful aid divination magic and finding
the heart of truth. Other uses protection, exorcism, and purification.
Root: Love, protection,
courage, protection, potency
Bark: Wish magic, access
to divine energy, and bringing the blessing of the Gods
Catnip Cut: Sacred to Bast. Used in ritual having to
do with cats or cat deities. Love, enhance beauty or happiness, protection, bad
Cedar: Confidence, strength, power, money,
protection, healing and purification. Use in sachets to promote calmness
Celery Seed: Used for mental and psychic powers and
concentration. Use in dream pillows for to help with sleep
Flowers: Used for love,
healing, production marriage proposals, gambling luck, prosperity, good
fortune, reducing stress, removing hexes, curses, and spells
Berries: Used in rituals
to draw down the moon, chastity, and protection of the home.
Cherry Bark: Lust, direction, frugality, invisibility,
magical potency. Burn as an increase while performing divination, or to during
Chickweed: Fertility and love, lunar magic, animal,
magic, healing with birds, carry to attract love.
Granules: favors, removing
obstacles, and invisibility, positive outlook, sense of humor. Use a black
candle and burn as an incense to hex someone.
Chive: Protection and weight loss
Flowers: Love, joy, humor,
Cilantro: Protection of gardeners, bring peace to
the home, and help attune one with their soul
Cinnamon: Spirituality, success, healing, personal
protection, love, luck, strength, passion, and prosperity, associated with fire
and the sun
Cinquefoil: An all-purpose magical herb. Love, money,
health, power, and wisdom, stimulates memory, eloquence, and self-confidence,
financial gain, or by those who are otherwise seeking good fortune and
self-improvement, bring love, money, health, power, and wisdom into their
live, business & house blessing
Clover: Ritual baths to aid in financial
estrangement. It is also used for lust, money, love, success, luck, blessing
and protection of animals.
Cloves: Protection, friendship, banishing hostel
or negative forces, mental clarity, money, purify, cleanses the aura.
prosperity, love, peace, and tranquility
Comfrey Leaves: Money, safety during travel, stability,
Coriander Seed: Love, health, protection, ease pain of
broken heart, peace, ward off disease and migraines
Milk Thistle Seed: Strength, perseverance, wisdom, aid in
Mistletoe: Fertility, creativity, prevention of
illness and misfortune, protection from negative spells, Carry for luck when
hunting, associated with Yule, Jupiter, and the sun, fertility, love,
protection, prophetic visions
Motherwort: Confidence, success and counter magic
Mugwort: Lust, fertility, prevent backache, cure
disease and madness, astral travel, prophetic dreams, clean crystal balls and
Mullein Leaf: Protection from nightmares & sorcery,
courage, cursing and invoking spirits
Mustard Seed: Courage, faith, endurance, luck
Myrrh: Spiritual opening, meditation, healing,
high psychic vibrations, peace, blessing of talismans, charms, and magical
Nettles Leaf: Dispelling darkness & fear,
strengthening will aiding in the ability to handle emergencies, drive off evil
This was one of my favorite books as a kid. I checked it out of the library about a billion times.
If you’ve never read it, then you probably don’t know about The Story of Baby X!
1974. Thirty-three years ago. This anthology included a story. About a kid being raised without an assigned gender. As a positive thing.
I didn’t know I was genderqueer at the time, or that that was a thing, or… anything. But it had a huge influence on me. It made it very easy to imagine raising a kid by using gender-neutral pronouns, and waiting to hear a gender, and/or pronouns, from the kid themself.
And here it is.
Once upon a time a baby named X was born. It was named X so that no one could tell whether it was a boy or a girl.
Before it was born, scientists created an Official Instruction Manual that would help the families raise baby X.
Many families were interviewed to find the perfect parents for baby X. Families with grandparents named Milton or Agatha, families with aunts who wanted to knit blue shirts and pink dresses, families with other children who wanted a little brother or sister. All of these families didn’t want a baby X, they wanted a baby girl or boy.
Finally, scientists found the Jones family The Jones family wanted to raise a healthy, happy baby, no matter what kind. They wanted, most of all, to raise a baby X.
The Jones promised to take turns holding X, feeding X, and singing X to sleep.
They promised to never hire any babysitters, because babysitters might try to peek at baby X’s secret.
The day the Joneses brought home their baby, everyone asked, ”Is it a boy or a girl?” To which Mr. Jones replied proudly, ”It’s an X!”
No one knew what to say. They couldn’t say, “look at her cute dimples” or “look at his husky biceps!” And just saying “kitchy-coo” didn’t seem right either.
The neighbors were unsure, and the relatives were embarrassed. “People will think there is something wrong with it!”
And the Joneses didn’t understand this. “What could be wrong with a perfectly healthy and happy baby?” they sat and wondered.
Suddenly everything changed for the Joneses: The cousins who sent a tiny helmet did not come and visit anymore. The neighbors who sent pink, flowered dresses pulled their shades when the Joneses passed their house.
The Official Instruction Manual had warned the new parents this would happen, so they didn’t worry too much. Besides, they were having too much fun raising baby X.
Mr. & Mrs. Jones had to be very careful. Because if they kept bouncing baby X up in the air and saying how strong and active X is, they’d be treating baby X more like a boy. But, if they cuddle and kiss baby X and tell it how sweet and dainty X is, they’d be treating baby X more like a girl rather than an X.
So they consulted the Official Instruction Manual, and the scientists prescribed, “Plenty of bouncing and plenty of cuddling. X ought to be strong, sweet, and active. Forget about dainty altogether.” [Continued below the cut]
4. Who gave you that black eye? 16. I’ll kick his ass if you want me to.
Not sure i like how this one turned out as much but eh it’s late and I’m tired.
He’d gotten too relaxed. That was the problem.
Before they’d all gotten…well, together, he supposed…Virgil would never have left his room without his eyeshadow. Ever, ever. No matter what. Eyeshadow and foundation were as mandatory as pants (well…as pants to normal people. Patton might wander around without them from time to time, but Patton was an exception to lots of rules).
So when he walked into the commons kitchen one morning completely sans makeup, it was little surprise he caught the others off-guard.
“Virgil,” Patton breathed, and Virgil was startled to hear the sorrow in his voice.
“Who–who did this to you?” That was Roman. He was rising from his seat at the table, his eyes furious. “Tell me who, Verge.”
“Oh,” was all Logan said, but there was, somehow, more emotion in that one syllable than Virgil had ever heard from him before.
Even with all the evidence, it took Virgil a moment to get it. “What? Who did what?”
“Who gave you that black eye?” Patton said. “Er–eyes.”
“Black eye–oh, shit.” It hit him then. Virgil spun around and sprinted from the room, dashing back up to his bedroom and flinging himself into his bathroom, and–
Well. Fuck. Yep. He’d forgotten. Somehow, incredibly, for the first time ever, he’d forgotten his damned make-up.
The pounding on the stairs was all the warning he had before the others were bursting into his room.
“Where is he? I’ll kick his ass if you want me to, just tell me who it was, and I’ll–”
“Now, Princey, let’s not jump to any conclusions,” Patton said, but his voice was alarmed, low and worried. “Virgil? Do you need to–”
“Oh, for the love of–guys, no one gave me black eyes,” Virgil poked his head out of his bathroom and glowered at them. “Just give me a second, okay?” He was fumbling with the bottles on his counter, looking for the concealer.
Logan moved forward, stepping into the bathroom. He met Virgil’s eyes in the mirror. “It’s not a black eye at all, is it?” he said softly. “You’re just…what? Tired?”
“Try anxious,” Virgil muttered, giving up his quest–they’d seen him now, so what was the point?–and turning to face the sides, who were now all crowding in the doorway. “But yeah. It’s. It’s nothing, guys, it’s just…” he shrugged, embarrassed and self-conscious. “It’s just how I look. Okay?”
“You…” Prince looked horrified. “You mean you…do this to yourself?”
“I have insomnia. It’s not something I want. But after awhile…” He shrugged, and waved at his face–at the natural pallor, the deep bruised circles under his eyes, and the thin, almost translucent skin stretched over his cheekbones. “Look, I get it. I won’t be winning any beauty pageants. Can you guys just…go back downstairs and I’ll be there in a few minutes? And we can start over?”
“Oh–oh, honey, no,” Patton said immediately, moving into the bathroom and resting a hand on Virgil’s shoulder. “It’s not that, sweetheart. We were just…”
“Like you’d been hurt,” Roman finished softly. “Like something had been tormenting you. Burdening your life. I was going to find it and kill it.”
Virgil smirked, humorlessly. “Unfortunately, this isn’t as easy to get rid of as a dragon witch,” he said. “It’s…just who I am.” And damned if it didn’t sting a little, knowing that who he was was apparently so alarming to them. “Sorry.”
“Don’t you dare.” Logan stepped into the bathroom too, moving up behind Virgil and wrapping his arms around his waist, resting his chin on his shoulder from behind. He angled them both toward the mirror. “Don’t you dare insult yourself, Virgil. Do you know what I see when I look at you like this?”
“A dead raccoon?”
“A survivor. A fighter. I see someone who has been through more than we will ever really understand, and is still here, working for his own happiness in spite of all the forces in his life telling him not to. I see strength, Verge.”
“Yeah,” Patton agreed, sliding in and taking Anxiety’s hand. “And you don’t look bad without your make-up, sweetheart. Just…different. I didn’t know you had freckles. The fairies must’ve kissed you all over when you were born! Not that I blame them.”
“Oh my God.” Virgil wanted to roll his eyes, but he was afraid if he might, the tears that had started dancing on his lashes might decide to make a break for it.
“They’re right,” Roman added, for once dropping his dramatic intonation for a far softer, more serious tone. “I wish it was something I could just fight for you, but…but you’re fighting on your own. Look at you.” He smiled, shaking his head slightly. “You’re braver than us all, you know that?”
“Guys. Seriously. It’s not that big of a deal. I just forgot my make-up. Would…would you all just leave so I can put it on?”
“Of course,” Logan says, kissing his cheek. “Come on.”
“But you know you don’t have to for our sake,” Patton said, kissing his other cheek before letting Logan steer him toward the door. “If it makes you happy then by all means go ahead, but we think you’re gorgeous either way. Not that it should be for us! It doesn’t matter what we think, that’s my point. We just–”
“Patton. Shut up.”
“Yep. Shutting up!”
“What they mean,” Roman said, moving in to nuzzle Virgil’s neck briefly, “Is we love you. Bruises or no bruises. Pale skin or tan. Insomnia or enchanted sleep. We love you.” He pressed a kiss to Virgil’s jaw, then drew away again. “See you downstairs.”
Then he turned and left, following the others. Virgil stared after them, jaw tight, throat working against the lump that had formed there. Then he smiled tremulously, turned back to the make-up, and picked up the bottle of foundation.
Heat the coconut oil in a saucepan until it’s melted, then add the herbs and bring to a simmer. While the mixture is cooking, chant:
“Kiss of Lemon balm,
make my heart grow calm.
Protect me from nightmares while I rest,
so that when I awaken I will feel my best.
Power of lavender and valerian, induce sleep,
so that I may tonight slumber deep.”
Once you’re finished, pour the mixture into the jar. You can use a strainer if you choose, but I personally prefer to leave in some of the herbs. Allow to cool & harden. You can apply this to anywhere you desire, I like to put it on my third eye and/or my throat.