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Mary Gardens and Saintly Plants

Hello my fellow Catholic witches! So while I was looking through stuff to do for May, I came across Mary Gardens and I thought they sounded like something full of potential witchery.

What is a Mary Garden?

A Mary garden is a garden dedicated to Mary. It is full of plants relating to Mary and her son, Jesus. They also contain a statue of Mary and sometimes have benches and candles for prayer. Some people also add plants relating to other saints. Sometimes they are dedicated to a certain aspect of Mary (such as Our Lady of Sorrows). They can be as big as a park or as small as a flower pot.

Plants for a Mary Garden

Relating to Jesus

Grapes- His blood

Wheat- His Body

Hyssop- Used at the Crucifixion

Begonia- Heart of Jesus

Geranium- Heart of Jesus

St. John’s Wort- Jesus’ Blood

Snapdragons- the Child Jesus’ shoes

Passion flowers- Christ’s Passion (the stamens and pistils look like the nails and the crown of thorns)

Red Roses- Christ’s Passion (as the crown of thorns and the five petals are Christ’s five wounds)

Plants with thorns- the crown of thorns

Dogwood- the Crucifixion

Relating to Mary

All flowers are associated with Mary but here are some that have more specific associations.

Roses- The Marian flower. Said to be found in her tomb, and appear in most of her apparitions. Used during May Crowning. Their colors symbolize her as follows:

White - Mary’s Purity

Red- Mary’s Sorrow

Gold- Mary’s Glory

Lilies- Said to be found in her tomb and given to her by the angel Gabriel at the Annunciation

Forget-Me-Nots- Our Lady’s Eyes

Baby’s Breath- Our Lady’s Veil

Bachelor’s Buttons- Our Lady’s Crown

Bleeding Hearts- Mary’s Heart pierced by swords

Iris- the swords that pierced Mary’s Heart

Marigolds- Mary’s gold

Violets- Our Lady’s Modesty

Lavender- one legend says this plant got its scent when Mary laid Jesus’ clothes out to dry on it

Lily-of-the-Valley- Said to have grown from Mary’s tears as she stood at the foot of the cross

Damask Roses- the roses Our Lady of Guadalupe told St. Juan Diego to gather

English Daisy- Mary’s Love

Maidenhair Fern- Mary’s Hair

Field Bindweed- Our Lady’s Cup (from a German legend that Mary freed a wine seller’s cart after giving her a drink. Because he did not have a cup, Our Lady used the flower of Field Bindweed instead)

Morning Glory- Our Lady’s Cloak

Hawthorn- traditionally used during May Crowning

Honeysuckle- Our Lady’s fingers or Our Lady’s stick

Hydrangea- Ave Maria

Jasmine- Mary

Larkspur- Mary’s tears

Moonflower- Our Lady of the Night

Primrose- Mary’s candlestick

Juniper- Our Lady’s Shelter, said to have hidden the Holy Family during the flight to Egypt

Snowdrops- used at Candlemas

Sweet Alyssum- Blessed by Mary

Tulip- Mary’s Prayer

Water lily- Our Lady of the Lake or Stella Marius

Parsley- Our Lady’s Little Vine

Sage- Mary’s shawl

Thyme- Mary’s humility

Fennel- Our Lady’s Fennel

Spearmint- Mary’s mint

Horehound- Mother-of -God’s tea

Dandelion- Mary’s bitter sorrow

Catnip- Mary’s nettle

Valerien- Our Lady’s Needlework

Chamomile- Maiden’s weed

Other plants

These relate to saints or to God.

Columbine- the Holy Spirit (because they look like doves)

St John’s Wort- Named after one of the many St. Johns

Chicory- the Heavenly way

Coriander- St. John’s head

Dill- Devil away

Tarragon- Named for St. Martha’s dragon

Shamrock- St. Patrick

Lilies- St. Joseph’s staff

Peony- Pentecost Rose

Nasturtium- St. Joseph’s flower

Tritium- the Holy Trinity

Ivy- Where God has Walked

Hollyhock- St. Joseph’s staff

Gladiolus- 12 Apostles

Grape Hyacinth- St. Joseph’s bells

Basil- St. Anthony of Padua

Cosmos- St. Michael’s flower

Aster- Michaelmas daisies

Chrysanthemum- All Saint’s flower

Cherry- used on St. Barbara’s feast day

Pussy willow- used on Ash Wednesday

Palm- used in Palm Sunday

Pansies- the Holy Trinity

Blackberries- last gathered on Michaelmas

What does this have to do with witchcraft?

Well, many of these plants are commonly used in witchcraft. They can be used to call upon a certain saint for help (doing a protection spell, use Cosmos- St. Michael’s flower). Or they can be used based on their association (Maidenhair fern for beauty spells because it’s associated with Mary’s hair).


Hell (Chapter One: Fair Exchange.)

Summary: Y/n Singer decides to sell her soul to save Sam Winchester, not saying anything to Dean and his dad.

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 1755

Warnings: None. For now.

A/N: Here is my first chapter of this new fanfiction! I wrote it a long time ago when I started to see the third season of Supernatural. And I’ve always imagined Bobby having a son, or a daughter (besides Sam and Dean, of course.)
Enjoy it!

It spent half an hour. Thirty minutes, staring at Sam’s body, helpless, lying on the mat in the corner of the cottage where Dean and Bobby carried him. Dean looks like a statue while watching the cold body of his younger brother’s lifeless; if I couldn’t feel his weak breathing, I would think that perhaps he’s also dead. Inside him, that’s how he is probably feeling. My father is at his side, with one hand resting on his shoulder, trying to comfort him. I know that he would say something, but remains silent; the words are useless at this time.
I heard many times Dean to promise to his brother Sam to protect it at any cost; when they started to hunt together again to look for their father, when Sam’s girl died, and even when John died.
Dean was sick for days, but he knows well cover his feelings, and was strong both for him and for Sam. And after discovering that his father John had sold his soul to the same demon to which hunted because he had killed his wife Mary, Dean began to feel guilt, who tried to calm with all the anger he could have.
“I can’t lose him, Bobby. I have no choice.”
“Don’t say shit kid. You can’t make a deal with a demon. He would bring to life Sam, but how long you would remain?”
“I can’t live without my brother.”
I take a deep breath. They don’t know that I’m listening to them. They don’t know that I suffer for Sam’s death, which I considered like a brother. And they don’t even know the other room, leaning against a chair, there is the Dean’s jacket, where until a few minutes ago there were the Impala’s keys.
Dean had such a crazy idea, but he can’t bring back his brother, only to die a few years later. But it doesn’t have to do that he; a crazy idea..

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anonymous asked:

That's good to know! I wish you would write a fic where Levy uses a lot of her magic attacking the enemy and creating a shield to protect Gajeel (at the same time) but the shield wasn't strong enough and the enemies attack was in full force towards her. Causing Levy to have a lot of blood loss and magic deficiency disease. (And obviously, Gajeel watching her limp body falling.) Angsty af but I like seeing Gajeel worried about Levy's life.

I’m gonna jump right into this one because let’s be real we all just wanna get to the good stuff.  This one will be a little shorter than my others, sorry!  

“LEVY!” Gajeel roared, dragging himself across the dirt towards the small figure in front of him.  He couldn’t will his legs to work, unable to bypass the wracking pain throughout his entire body.  They’d been thoroughly thrashed, the rogue mages had separated them from the others and taken full advantage.

They were down to their last ditch, and he didn’t know when she had put herself between him and the oncoming blast, her arms spread after having drawn out the word ‘mirror,’ which grew into massive script in front of her.

He watched the oncoming blast of magical energy hurdle towards them; her.  “Damnit, Lev, get–!” 

His voice was drowned out by the sound of the impact, slamming into her barrier.  She slid a few feed backwards, but she was still just out of reach.  He watched her entire body go tight, pushing against it, as her screams mingled with the sounds of the attack.  

Somehow she had stopped the blast from hitting either one of them full on, and he realized she was tapping into far more magic than she should ever have been able to use.  Under any other circumstances, he would have been in awe of her growing mastery of holy script.  The attack gathered on her barrier, then flew back towards its point of origin.  At every mage that had tried to attack them.

Everything slowed down, and Gajeel watched what happened next in excruciating detail.  The stiffness in her stance gave way to uncontrollable tremors, and her sides heaved with the effort.  The shine of the attack had started to face, and her solid script dissolved into the air.  

The blue-haired mage turned her head slowly to look at the stunned Gajeel on the ground, staring at her in awe and concern.  He’s…okay… her last thought drifted through her as she smiled weakly, a steady trickle of blood trailing down from both corners of her mouth.  Her arms, up to the elbows, were an ugly purple as they hung limp at her sides.

Suddenly, he knees gave and her eyes rolled back into her head as her body went limp, and all consciousness left her… with her life threatening to follow.  She fell as a damaged heap into the dirt.

“LEVY!!” Gajeel bellowed once more, shacked back into motion as he crawled the rest of the way towards her.  I can’t sense her.  I can’t sense her magic presence! he thought in an absolute panic.  He reached for her, pulling her into his arms and feeling for a pulse.  It was a second of horror before he felt it, weakly, beneath her skin.  She did that for me.  To save ME!  God damnit, why!

His red eyes flew upwards towards where only a couple of their enemies struggled to recover.  He felt what was left of his own power surge through him, swirling in physical form around them both.  Rage raced like a wildfire through him, consuming every bit of rationality he had left.  

He would make them pay.  He would tear them to pieces and enjoy it for what they had done to her.  He would savor the tear of their flesh, the cracking of their bones, the warm blood coating his hands.  It was a side of himself he had put away after joining Fairy Tail, but for Levy, to get Levy home, he would wake it right back up.  No one would lay a hand on her and live to survive, as long as he lived he swore this as his life’s truth.  If only to convince himself that they would both live long enough to fulfill it.

anonymous asked:

omg?? you're talking about the personas now?? YESSS I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS but like what would you think the personas would do while idle/not in battle? would they just hover around with their hosts and comment on their observations of humans or chat to another persona if they were gathered?? (also holy shit I love you your writing is awesome and you're such a fun person to talk to <3 <3)

*Akihiko voice* OKAY, NOW!!! lolol BUT O M G I’ve thought about this too and I think most of the time the Personas just lurk in the Thieves’ minds. they pick their dialogue options too If everyone is gathered at the hideout, all the Personas can be heard in everyone’s heads since their ‘hosts’ are within such a close proximity. For example, Goemon and Carmen could be ranting to each other about the lackluster hairstyles nowadays, but Ryuji could hear them too if he’s within range. 

ALSO I think the Personas can chat with each other regardless of distance, but their hosts can’t hear any Persona other than their own. Like Akira’s just sitting in class and then he hears ‘I refuse to be tied down… well, perhaps that’s debatable depending on the circumstances.~’ and Akira’s just like???? Arséne W H A T are you talking about??? And Arsène’s just like ‘Pardon me, I was speaking with my dear Johanna regarding the intricacies of ramen. You see, boy, she believes that the traditional variations retain some of the most exquisite flavors; I, however, refuse to limit myself to such dull standards. Perchance, were you aware that there is ramen that can be infused with pizza flavoring?’ Akira just stares blankly into the void for a minute in utter disbelief before he thinks ‘…Is there really pizza-flavored ramen?’ then arsene’s like ‘gotcha lolol’

AND ANOTHER THING I think all the Personas speak in their native languages at random intervals?? Like Carmen just starts chatting with Milady in French. Or Johanna just starts rambling to Goemon in German/Greek/Latin she’s very educated and Makoto’s like??? Can you teach me that please so I can put it on my resume???

Anyway, I want to go on, but I’ll save it for another time. lol BUT YOU ARE SUCH A BIG CUTIE THANK YOU SO MUCH I LOVE YOU TOO DARLING. <333 I’m having so much fun talking to you too!!! ;A; I hope we speak again!!

“You’re gonna make a great leader someday”

Everybody Wants To Rule the World- Part Three

Dean x Reader, Sam x Reader, Castiel x Reader, Crowley x Reader

Warnings: None? Tell me if you want me to add any

Words: 703

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“So boys, what do you say?” you asked while looking between them. They looked at each other before both walking out of the room. When Sam and Dean had walked out of the room you relaxed back into your chair and waited to see if they would come back with blood to cure you, or if they were going to help you.

“Dude, you can’t seriously be considering this!” Sam whispered harshly at his brother once they were out in the hallway. “Sam I don’t know why you’re arguing this, we have a shot at taking over hell sitting right in there!” Dean responded gesturing angrily at the door. “Dean this is wrong for so many reasons,” Sam begun. Dean scoffed, “What is it that could be so bad?” “Well to start off, we don’t know that we can trust her she’s a demon. This whole thing could be a trap. Oh yeah, I also forgot to mention that’s our freaking sister, not just some random level demon with a grudge. If she even bothered coming to us then that means that there has to be some part of her left in there!” “Sam no! As much as you would like to believe that we still don’t know it’s her. The only reason that she is here is because she knows we hate Crowley. Here is what we’re going to do. Like it or not we are going to go take over hell, then cure her.”

You turned and looked curiously at the door as you heard it open. You cracked a smile when you saw a determined looking Dean followed by a disgruntled and angry looking Sam. “What’s the plan?” Dean asked. You smiled even wider when you heard him ask, “Well, we may want the angels help but it should be easy from there. Being Crowley’s second in command, I know all the schedules and I can bring you in when he’s alone. From there we just raise some Hell.” You finished with a shrug. “That’s it?” Sam asked. “Well I don’t know what else you would want, I know it’s easy to get him in a vulnerable place I’m just not strong enough.” You responded as Dean unlocked the handcuffs. After you stood up and stretched from sitting in the uncomfortable chair you stuck your hand out towards Dean, “Gimme your phone, call me when you get feathers here then I’ll zap y’all in.” After putting your number into Dean’s phone you tossed it back to him and disappeared with a snap.

You showed up back in Crowley’s throne room where the king himself appeared to be lost in thought. “Have a good time out?” you heard from behind you as you begun to walk out. “It was alright, nothing especially interesting.” You responded to your king, “Is there anything you need before I return to my area?” “See to that every crossroad demon is on track with their quota, then you’re free again.” “Thank you sir,” you said, ducking out of the room as you felt your phone vibrate. You looked down at your screen to see a number you assumed to be Dean’s reading the simple message, he’s here. You checked over your shoulder to make sure that nobody was watching before appearing back in the bunker. All three of them jumped when you appeared in the library behind where they were gathering holy water and various blades.

“So, now is a good time if y’all wanna go? He looks like he’s contemplating life!” you said holding your hands up in a ‘whatever’ type fashion. “Uh.. yeah. Let’s go.” Dean said. You reached up to snap your fingers before stopping and relaxing your arms, slightly confused. “What’s wrong with you hot wings?” you asked Castiel in disgust, who had been staring at you with a sad look on his face, “You know what, I don’t care. Just stop staring at me like that.”

With that comment made you snapped your fingers and here enters warped Team Free Will, here to save some people. You were surprised to find Crowley ready for the fight, a few of his best fighters perched at his side. “What took you so long?”

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Make your own Holy Water.

Holy Water, I feel, is important to a Christian Witch as it is to a priest. It can help with cleaning out negative energies or protecting yourself from evil spirits. Here is a step by step that is used in the Church for making Holy Water. **remember!!you don’t have to be a priest to make holy water**

1.Gather and consecrate your salt. You need to create Holy Salt before you can create Holy Water, so consecrate the salt first. And for the record, the salt is mainly used as a preservative. Just because it’s holy doesn’t mean it’ll keep forever! Here’s the benediction of the salt:
“The Blessing of the Father Almighty be upon this Creature of Salt, and let all malignity and hindrance be cast forth hence from, and let all good enter herein, for without Thee man cannot live, wherefore I bless thee and invoke thee, that thou mayest aid me.” – Key of Solomon the King Book II Chapter 5

2. Read aloud Psalm 103. If you don’t have a Bible handy! If you don’t here it is:
“Bless the Lord, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his holy name. Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits: Who forgiveth all thine iniquities; who healeth all thy diseases; Who redeemeth thy life from destruction; who crowneth thee with loving kindness and tender mercies; Who satisfieth thy mouth with good things; so that thy youth is renewed like the eagle’s. For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we are dust. As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth. For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more. But the mercy of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting upon them that fear him, and his righteousness unto children’s children; To such as keep his covenant, and to those that remember his commandments to do them. The Lord hath prepared his throne in the heavens; and his kingdom ruleth over all. Bless the Lord, ye his angels, that excel in strength, that do his commandments, hearkening unto the voice of his word. Bless ye the Lord, all ye his hosts; ye ministers of his, that do his pleasure. Bless the Lord, all his works in all places of his dominion: bless the Lord, O my soul.”

3. Obtain natural water. If you can, get your water from a nearby lake, stream, or river. Try and stay away from tap water since it may have chlorine and fluoride in it. However, if your water is obtained natural, filter it beforehand – you don’t want dirty holy water! You can also use bottled water that has been collected from a stream.

4. Take your holy salt and sprinkle it into the water. While doing so, repeat the following words from the Key of Solomon the King, Book II, Chapter 5:
“I exorcise thee, O Creature of Water, by Him Who hath created thee and gathered thee together into one place so that the dry land appeared, that thou uncover all the deceits of the Enemy, and that thou cast out from thee all the impurities and uncleanness of the Spirits of the World of Phantasm, so they may harm me not, through the virtue of God Almighty Who liveth and reigneth unto the Ages of the Ages. Amen.”

5. Recite prayers used by priests. Here are two options to choose from:
1. “Prayer #1: Our help is in the name of the Lord. Who made heaven and earth. God’s creature, salt, I cast out the demon from you by the living God, by the true God, by the holy God, by God who ordered you to be thrown into the water-spring by Eliseus to heal it of its barrenness. May you be a purified salt, a means of health for those who believe, a medicine for body and soul for all who make use of you. May all evil fancies of the foul fiend, his malice and cunning, be driven afar from the place where you are sprinkled. And let every unclean spirit be repulsed by Him who is coming to judge both the living and the dead and the world by fire. Amen.” (This is my personal favorite)
2. Almighty everlasting God, we humbly appeal to your mercy and goodness to graciously bless this creature, salt, which you have given for mankind’s use. May all who use it find in it a remedy for body and mind. And may everything that it touches or sprinkles be freed from uncleanness and any influence of the evil spirit; through Christ our Lord. Amen. (This one is short and sweet)

6. Exorcise the water. More words! Now, to purify the water and cleanse it of demons and impurities (yes, it is a form of exorcism):
“God’s creature, water, I cast out the demon from you in the name of God the Father almighty, in the name of Jesus Christ, His Son, our Lord, and in the power of the Holy Spirit. May you be a purified water, empowered to drive afar all power of the enemy, in fact, to root out and banish the enemy himself, along with his fallen angels. We ask this through the power of our Lord Jesus Christ, who is coming to judge both the living and the dead and the world by fire.”

7. Now it is time to conclude the ritual. **While adding the final amounts of salt into the water say**: May this salt and water be mixed together; in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Once you’ve combined a few teaspoons of the holy salt into the water and it has dissolved entirely, the ritual is concluded with another prayer. Again, you have options here:
1. “O God, who for man’s welfare established the most wonderful mysteries in the substance of water, hearken to our prayer, and pour forth your blessing on this element now being prepared with various purifying rites. May this creature of yours, when used in your mysteries and endowed with your grace, serve to cast out demons and to banish disease. May everything that this water sprinkles in the homes and gatherings of the faithful be delivered from all that is unclean and hurtful; let no breath of contagion hover there, no taint of corruption; let all the wiles of the lurking enemy come to nothing. By the sprinkling of this water may everything opposed to the safety and peace of the occupants of these homes be banished, so that in calling on your holy name they may know the well-being they desire, and be protected from every peril; through Christ our Lord. Amen.”
2. “God, source of irresistible might and king of an invincible realm, the ever-glorious conqueror; who restrain the force of the adversary, silencing the uproar of his rage, and valiantly subduing his wickedness; in awe and humility we beg you, Lord, to regard with favor this creature thing of salt and water, to let the light of your kindness shine upon it, and to hallow it with the dew of your mercy; so that wherever it is sprinkled and your holy name is invoked, every assault of the unclean spirit may be baffled, and all dread of the serpent’s venom be cast out. To us who entreat your mercy grant that the Holy Spirit may be with us wherever we may be; through Christ our Lord. Amen.”
3. “God, Who for the salvation of the human race has built your greatest mysteries upon this substance, in your kindness hear our prayers and pour down the power of your blessing into this element, prepared by many purifications. May this your creation be a vessel of divine grace to dispel demons and sicknesses, so that everything that it is sprinkled on in the homes and buildings of the faithful will be rid of all unclean and harmful things. Let no pestilent spirit, no corrupting atmosphere, remain in those places: may all the schemes of the hidden enemy be dispelled. Let whatever might trouble the safety and peace of those who live here be put to flight by this water, so that health, gotten by calling Your holy name, may be made secure against all attacks. Through the Lord, Amen.”

**It is better is you use Kosher salt, rather than Sea Salt. Though they both work, it’s just up to preference of the maker.

Break My Heart: Chapter 8 (A Solangelo Fanfic)

It’s finally here, chapter eight of BMH! The long awaited Capture the Flag showdown, and not only that, but romantic progression! Hurray! I wanted to get this done before I go on vacation. Also, side note, we are about half way through the fic now!


Read on Tumblr: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7

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“If I didn’t hate him, I would understand why you find him attractive,” Drew said with Will with a sidelong look.

“I do not—” Will said with a suck in of air.

“Oh please, Nico di Angelo is hot. Not as hot as me though no one is hotter than me but, he’s hot. If you’re into MySpace circa 2006 aesthetics,” Drew said with a flip of her hair.

“You’ve got blood all over your face,” Will pointed out.

“And I’m still hotter than everyone else here, what’s your point?”

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Meetings of the Imperial Diet:

More like the ultimate salt/shade throwing fest between multiple German Electorates with Holy Rome as the mediator

Featuring topics such as: ‘Catholicism vs. Protestantism’, ‘Can we please elect someone who’s not a fucking Habsburg’, ‘GTFO of my territory who do you think you are’, ‘Why is he allowed to call himself a Kingdom’, ‘Torture or nah’, and everyone’s favourite, ‘European court gossip’

Come here with all of your parts too soft for this world. Surrender your hell hurting, your soul set in wrong hands. I will be careful with it. I will gather your layers into something different, something like heaven and moonlight. I will quiver from loving you whole with all my smallness that even the tides will open up for us. Even the gods will call it holy.
—  astagesetforcatastrophe, gathering soft