glitter dirt

Bury Bad Habits Spell

Among the most famous hexing spells are those involving miniature-sized personalized coffins left on the spell target’s doorsteps. This coffin spell is traditionally as much an act of sheer intimidation as it is a magical spell, however it can be put to less malevolent uses. Use the little coffin spell below to lay issues to rest and, in particular, to bury addictions.

  1. Create a small coffin. You will need a little box. You can find one or make one, however the imagery should be very clear: there should be no ambiguity regarding the type of box. Inspiration, or a box itself, may be taken from Mexican Day of the Dead (Dia de los Muertos) handicrafts.
  2. Paint the outside of the box black. Decorate with purple glitter glue if desired.
  3. Traditionally the box contains a small doll, which may or may not be personalized so that the identity of the target is clear. Consider how to personify your addiction.
  4. Accompany and reinforce this spell with intensive candle burning.
  5. The doll may be pierced with pins. Add candle stubs, leftover spell wax, graveyard dirt, asafetida, and banishing powder, especially Lost and Away Powder.
  6. Dress everything with Banishing Oil.

Traditionally the coffin is left on your target’s doorstep. Consider appropriate places to leave it, or bury the little coffin within a cemetery.

You may find just making the box therapeutic in itself. In which case, reserve the box for ritual use or destroy it.

(from The Element Encyclopedia of 5,000 Spells by Judika Illes) 

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Seems these old hills
They keep on calling
Clouds ‘round here talk
Man I been listening

@marlothemountaindog
If you want to love me, understand. You gotta be down with the way I am. All my flaws, all my quirks, all my glitter, all my dirt.
—  Raelynn “Wildhorse” 

Some Grantaire headcanons:

-Cats flock to him.

-A fashion icon. Dresses either like a hobo or a drag queen. No middle ground- it’s glitter or dirt.

-Wears way too much cologne.

-Allergies? He is allergic to all of the natural world. Springtime is his greatest kryptonite.

-Never on time to anything, ever.

-Knows and is friends with everyone in Paris, seemingly through no amount of work on his part.

-Impossible to wake up when he falls asleep, he could snore through the apocalypse.

-On that note, definitely snores.

-Despite his blood stream being 89% alcohol, he actually does a surprising amount of stuff. Kickboxing, dance, street art. He’s particularly good at dancing- any genre, he can pick up in 10 minutes.

-At one point, he, Feuilly, and Bahorel started a hip-hop group. They got kicked out of the one and only competition they entered for starting a massive brawl.

-He sometimes stares at Enjolras for hours, non stop. Drinks and holds conversations without looking away. Enjolras never notices, and no one is sure if that makes it more or less pathetic.

-Is definitely that friend that piles things on top of or draws on anyone who falls asleep in his presence. Due to his habit of sleeping like a coma patient, that means he often wakes up in similar situations.

-Jehan has taken to stealing his paintings of Enjolras, so that if E ever comes to their home the art around will be slightly less creepy and stalker-ish. It’s doesn’t help much. There are a lot of paintings.

(Pt. 1)

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Yall she had more to say apparently, but she blocked me before I could see it. But let me go ahead and say something that has been weighing on me for a minute: the “magick” that most of y'all h/ wiccan sorts use is grossly watered down. This ^^ isn’t a potion. Emoji spells are cute and fun, but really aint shit. Yall are out here throwing glitter and dirt in a jar, and you call it a spell. And if I am going to be completely honest, it’s mostly white girls with no understanding of magick at all. It’s like no one taught yall how to actually cast spells so you’re just making up everything you do, then get mad you’re corrected..
If y'all disagree with me, and y'all really think this cosmic chick made a real potion, unfollow me.
Or, if yall want to actually learn the craft, hmu, bc I am here to help you get it together

Deyaenus Aesthetics

BOLD what applies to your muse.

Feel free to add to the list.

[ COLOR ] red. brown. orange. yellow. green. blue. purple. pink. black. white. teal. silver. gold. grey. lilac. metallic. matte. royal blue. strawberry red. charcoal grey. forest green. apple red. navy blue. crimson. cream. mint green. magenta. pastels. dark. bubblegum pink. blood red. ivory.

[ ELEMENTAL ] fire. ice. water. air. earth. rain. snow. wind. moon. stars. sun. heat. cold. steam. frost. lightning. sunlight. moonlight. dawn. dusk. twilight. midnight. sunrise. sunset. dewdrops. clouds.

[ BODY ] claws. long fingers. fangs. teeth. wings. tails. lips. bare feet. freckles. bruises. canine. scars. scratches. ears. wounds. burns. spikes. feathers. webs. eyes. hands. sweat. tears. feline. chubby. curvy. short. tall. normal height. muscular. slender. trained. piercings. tattoos. strong. weak. shapeshifting. junoesque. svelte. long hair. short hair. dark circles. big. small. prosthetics. experimented. cyborg. halos. horns. wolfish. hooves. withered. old. young.

[ WEAPONRY ] fists. sword. dagger. spear. scythe. bow and arrow. hammer. shield. poison. guns. axes. throwing axes. whips. knives. throwing knives. pepper sprays. tasers. machine guns. slingshots. katanas. maces. staffs. wands. powers. magical items. magic. rocks. power loader. flamethrower .metal rod. shotguns. needles.

[ MATERIAL ] gold. silver. platinum. titanium. diamonds. pearls. rubies. sapphires. emeralds. amethyst. metal. iron. rust. steel. glass. wood. porcelain. paper. wool. fur. lace. leather. copper. silk. velvet. denim. linen. cotton. charcoal. clay. stone. asphalt. brick. marble. dust. glitter. blood. dirt. mud. smoke. ash. shadow. carbonate. rubber. synthetics. yarn. slime. ivory. electrum.

[ NATURE ] grass. leaves. trees. bark. roses. daisies. tulips. holly. lavender. lilies. petals.thorns. sunflowers. seeds. hay. sand. rocks. ice. roots. flowers. ocean. river. lake. meadow. forest. desert. tundra. savanna. rain forest. swamp. caves. underwater. coral reef. beach. waves. space. mountains. fungi. cliffs.

[ ANIMALS ]  lions. wolves. black panther. eagles. owls. falcons. hawks. swans. snakes. turtles. ducks. bugs. roaches. spiders. birds. whales. dolphins. fish. sharks. horses. cats. dogs. bunnies. praying mantis. crows. ravens. mice. lizards. frogs. bears. werewolves. unicorns. pegasus. dinosaurs. dragons. felines. foxes. centaurs.

[ FOOD & DRINK ]  sugar. salt. water. candy. bubblegum. wine. champagne. hard liquor. beer. coffee. tea. spices. herbs. apple. orange. lemon. cherry. strawberry. watermelon. vegetables. fruits. meat. fish. pies. desserts. chocolate. cream. caramel. berries. nuts. cinnamon. honey.

[ HOBBIES ] music. art. piercing. watercolors. gardening. knitting. smithing. sculpting. painting. sketching. fighting. fencing. riding. writing. composing. cooking. sewing. training. dancing. acting. singing. martial arts. self-defense. technology. theater. libraries. books. magazines. poetry. philosophy. eating. climbing. tree climbing. running. vivisection. opera.

[ STYLE ] lingerie. armor. cape. dress. robes. suit. tunic. vest. shirt. boots. heels. leggings. trousers. jeans. skirt. shorts. jewelry. earrings. necklace. bracelet. ring. pendant. hat. crown. circlet. helmet. scarf. neck tie. brocade. cloaks. corsets. doublet. chest plate. gorget. bracers. belt. sash. coat. jacket. hood. gloves. socks. masks. cowls. braces. watches. glasses. sunglasses. visor. eye contacts. makeup. pantyhose. stockings. thigh highs.

[ MISC ] landscape. light. dark. candles. war. peace. money. power. percussion. clocks. photos. mirrors. pets. diary. madness. sanity. sadness. happiness. optimism. pessimism. realism. loneliness. anger. family. friends. co-workers. enemies. lovers. loyalty. smoking. alcohol. drugs. kindness. love. embracing. graveyard. protector. custodian.

rooksrogueone  asked:

a purely selfish au that i love to think abt!! bodhi and luke are single adoptive parents (raising finn and rey respectively)

A GOOD AU THAT I MAY HAVE THOUGHT ABOUT BEFORE!! 

- Rey is an absolute wild child, she constantly comes home covered in glitter, macaroni, dirt, glue– you name it, she’s a messy girl. Luke is constantly dreading what state his daughter is going to come home in, and often times has the garden hose waiting. Finn, on the other hand, is a very neat and orderly boy, just like his father, though Rey tries her very best to convince him that playing in the dirt is FUN.

- Bodhi and Luke first run into each other at a PTA meeting– Luke is distracted by how beautiful Bodhi is, and falls straight onto his ass when he goes to sit down in one of the little chairs. Bodhi is very amused. 

- Luke and Rey have a cute, scrappy little terrier named Artoo that Rey takes everywhere. Artoo is very protective of Rey and yaps his head off if anyone so much as looks at her in a mean way.

- Bodhi’s sister Jyn lives a few houses down from him, and Finn LOVES it when Auntie Jyn babysits, because she lets him eat way too much ice cream and jump around off the furniture while the two of them play Space Wars. Bodhi often has to rant at Jyn that, “Seriously, *you* are not the one that has to deal with him before bed while he’s high on sugar and calling me ‘Darth Dad’, cut it out, Jyn.”

-Rey and Finn both want their dads to be boyfriends because their dads smile SO MUCH when they’re around each other, and they don’t understand why adults are so dumb and slow, just hold hands already, gosh.

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Modern Worshippers: Nyx

‘Night Owl’ is the best term for them. The Day is nice but it’s the Night that holds their heart in a vice grip. The cities come alive with lights and neon signs; clubs, bars, festivals, music. The country becomes a fairytale; fireflies, glittering stars and whispered secrets and pillow fights. They always have black somewhere on them and they take pictures of the world when it’s in shadows. They’re as mysterious as their Mistress, seeing the glitter and the dirt in the night. They are protectors and watchers, helping any who get lost in the jungle of concrete of have a car break down in the dirt road. They’ll hide away any who need to get away from a stalker or abuser with a warm cup of coffee at the ready to help soothe and keep the demons in the head away. They’ll sleep until noon with little effort and take the night shift whenever they can a reap in the extra cash.

Because it’s when She draws Her Veil that they come alive in Her Kingdom.

i’ll live with love in my heart. too much, like chocolate syrup stuck to the bottom of a milk glass. like something made with child’s hands. sticky and overdone, and painfully earnest

i’ll be in love with my heart. write her poems with rhyming words. trace my valentines in glitter and dirt. hold her hand in my dreams, even though i don’t really like holding hands. i’ll be giving. i’ll be grateful.

i’ll get to know my heart. read her horoscope. ask her questions that aren’t just “why are you hurting?” or “why don’t you help me?”

forgive her for what was not her fault. kiss the parts that still ache. bandage my organ until it beats louder than fists on a piano

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Mike OlbinskiPhoenix

Endlessly Becoming

1.

You used to practice flipping a Queen
of Hearts between your fingertips
so it disappeared, appeared,
disappeared.

2.

At the Huapalai ranch, facing
the West Rim of the Grand Canyon,
a magician had me write my name
on an Ace of Spades, 
before folding it into his shirt pocket, then
moments later, pulled my card
from a chest on the table,
unopened until then. 


Earlier that day, I laid on my stomach
and looked down the dusty colored lines
of the canyon walls. Layers
of purple, burgundy, burgundy-red,
red-orange—a sun setting down 6,000 feet.
It took 17 million years to form.

3.

I will not say we are carved,
or eroded until something beautiful
is left. We do not have
17 million years. We are built in pieces—
206 bones in bodies that die
so young—blinks
in space-time.
I have never met anyone unbroken,
in one piece, unable to bend their
knees, elbows, spines.
I’ve never seen anyone become
perfectly beautiful.

5.

We break each other, but then,
we can break ourselves, over and over,
layers of mixed sand-art color and glitter
and dirt: material for new selves, built
by heartbreak, daydream, a will to
change—always
forming, endlessly becoming. We are
not monuments. Maybe
water molecules in the Colorado River
that shape the permanent beautiful,
with all our ugly, all our broken,
all our impermanence–
we fade, brighten, lose ourselves
in emptiness, find new selves,
construct again–

6.

I watched, mesmerized,
as the card went invisible,
and then back into sight
through your index
and middle fingers. You
smiled as it appeared, finally,
seamlessly,
out of thin air.