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Ways to Strengthen Your Magic

Every now and then, magic can fade. In order to keep it strong and healthy, you have to exercise it. Of course there will always be times when something else is more important than your craft, but there is always a little something you can do to keep it going.


-Whisper an incantation over your lil’ cup of tea.

-Pray to your deities as you fall asleep at night.

-Carry a tiny crystal in your pocket.

-Scribble a quick happiness sigil on your arm before school or work.

-Give your pets some treats you have bewitched.

-Recite affirmations when you get ready to go somewhere in the mirror.

-Light a stick of incense while you’re cleaning or just sitting around.

-Add little thoughts to your grimoire.

-Sleep with your tarot cards.

-Play some witchy music.

-Set out a couple jars to collect rain water.

-Cleanse your home while cleaning.

-Set aside at least one day a month to devote entirely to your craft.

Hope all of you guys enjoyed and if you’d like more ideas then feel free to request! In the meantime, have fun and happy bewitching!

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Hi lovelies! I’m happy to announce my latest giveaway! I’d like to thank all of my wonderful and supportive followers, you all mean so much to me!


Items:
- two beautiful quartz crystal obelisks
- one blue sage bundle
- one citrine obelisk
- one copy of wreck this journal
- two amethyst wands
- one silver & amethyst point pendant
- one wooden incense holder
- 20 sticks of Wild Berry Incense (10 tranquility, 10 sensuality)
- one bag of your favorite candy :-)


Giveaway Rules:
- you must be 18 years old or have parent/guardian permission
- you must be following me
- if you win, you must be willing to give me your address
- no giveaway blogs
- you can reblog as many times as you like, each one counts as an entry, but please be courteous and don’t spam your followers
- likes can be used to bookmark this post, but not as an entry
- giveaway ends on march 31st, 2017
- following my instagram @thenotoriousroz counts as two entries, please message me if you follow so i can keep a list!

Thank you so much for entering, good luck! If you have any questions at all please message me.

Honoring the Elements: Altar Guide 🕯✨

Setting up an altar dedicated to the elements is simple and effective! And what better way to show thanks for their presence in our lives than through your own personal shrine? The elements are a part of our everyday living, and assist heavily in our paths. Here are some simple additions you can incorporate into your own altar: 

Earth: flowers, bones, sticks, herbs, leaves, crystals/stones of your choice 🌍 

Air: incense sticks or cones, feathers, a wand, sage or palo santo 🌬 

Fire: red, orange, or yellow candles (or any color!), a salt lamp or candle holder 🔥 

Water: a chalice, bottle, or bowl of fresh water (or water collected from a lake/river/pond/ocean), shells, sea salt, something representative of the moon (to honor the tides) 💧

Spirit: a pentagram (drawn, molded, sewn, etc, or perhaps you have one that you’ve purchased), any object that is close to your heart and representative of you 🔮

(and don’t forget about figurines, small framed photos, or written notes of your choosing. personal touch is everything)!
Quick witch tip

Incense! Incense is the best. 

You can ground with it, cleanse with it, meditate with it, scry with it, charge sigils with it, accompany spells or tarot readings with it. You can pick scents that align with your intent. You can just wave it around and try and make smoke rings and call it meditation! It’s so cheap and versatile for witchcraft and innocuous enough for witches who can’t be open about their craft. 

🏮 THE "NEVER AGAIN" BANISHING HEX 🏮

A spell in two parts: a banishment to protect yourself from someone who has hurt you in the past, and a hex to be triggered should they try to breach the boundaries you set up. Created because I have reason to believe that an abuser from my youth has moved to my current city of residence.

THE SET UP

🏮 Perform during the waning phase of the lunar cycle at sunset. A Saturday is preferable.

🏮 You will need: an incense stick (dragon’s blood if possible), salt, black pepper, garlic, thyme, some twine/string/yarn, iron nails, paper and pen, a small offering, water that is preferably from a running source such as a river, bay leaves, nettles.

🏮 You’ll also need a poppet or representation of the wrongdoer you are binding. It can be as simple as a paper cutout with their name on it, or as complex and personal as you’d like.

🏮 As always, adjust and experiment to suit to your own craft, path and situation.

THE SPELL

🏮 Cleanse. Wash your hands thoroughly.  Light the incense. Imagine the smoke creating a protective barrier around yourself.

🏮 Create the poppet or representation of the person you are binding to the hex. Make sure to channel as much of them as you can into this representation, as well as the wrong they’ve done.

🏮 On a separate piece of paper, write a list of your terms. These are the conditions which they must not break, or else the hex will trigger. For example: “They will not look at me.” “They will not speak to me.” “They will not think about me.” “They will not cross me.” Always finish with the final condition: “They will never hurt me again.”

🏮 Take the twine/string and begin reading the conditions of the hex that you wrote aloud whilst tying knots into it. Tie a knot for every condition in order to seal it in as you read it aloud.

🏮 Fold up the list of conditions and tie it to the poppet with the knotted twine. Place the poppet down on a surface and sprinkle a mix of ground up salt, black pepper, garlic and thyme around it in a circle.

🏮 Lay down the iron nails around the poppet so that they “pierce” the circle, points inwards towards the poppet, one for each condition on your list. You can place a charged crystal at the head of each one for additional power if you wish. These are your hexes: you may rub spices or whisper malice into them as you will.

🏮 If it hasn’t already, focus on the binding of the hex until the incense stick goes out, layering up the energy. You may also use this time to focus on cleansing, healing, and moving on from the soon to be banished wrongdoer.

🏮 Lay out the small offering. I would recommend a shotglass of vodka, a egg cup of rice, or a tobacco cigarette. Depending on your path, the preferred offering may be different or an offering may be completely unnecessary.

🏮 Go to sleep. Let your mind be emptied of the one you are binding.

🏮 When the sun rises, the offerings will have served their purpose. Clean them away as appropriate. Then lift the poppet from the circle and dunk it in a jar of the water, followed by each of the nails. Add bay leaves and nettles. If it’s safe, you can detach the list of conditions and burn it instead of dunking it with the poppet.

🏮 Another cleansing of your hands to finish.

Witch Tip: sand safety

Always keep a dish of sand handy for those accidental fire mishaps! You never know when a charcoal disc will spark too much or your lit candle will get knocked over. Sand can be thrown on a small fire to extinguish it or you can stick incense & charcoal discs in it to stop their burning

completely forgot i switched out room8s incense stick w a sparkler & despite forgetting it and hearing shriek like they were being fucking murdered, still funny. still really funny

the signs as smells

aries - roasted marshmallows, smoke
taurus - warm food, old dollar bills
gemini - bengal fire, dusty roads
cancer - your mother’s hair, parsley
leo - sweets, expensive perfume
virgo - fresh laundry, medicines
libra - spring flowers, deodorant
scorpio - sex, barbeque, blood
sagittarius - pine trees, campfire
capricorn - antique stores, old books
aquarius - incense sticks, ink
pisces - sea water, the earth after rain

anonymous asked:

Hi. May you please do a short fic with Sombra, Widowmaker, Tracer, or Reaper with a female S/O who has an anxiety attack? I been needing something like that for awhile, honestly. Thank you if so.

Originally posted by mercyish

Sombra

At first you told yourself you would’ve been okay. Sombra had told you to wait and keep watch on her gear as she went to steal some data for Talon.

In the time it took her to come back, a guard had spotted you and tried to take you down. As scared as you were when he tightly grabbed you by the hair, you shot him down. When Sombra saw the dead guard and you huddled up next to the gear, crying and shaking, she quickly and carefully approached you.

“ y/n, honey it’s me, it’s Sombra.” she said at first, poking your shoulder. It didn’t help much as you started to hyperventilate, your hands shaking aggressively as you aimlessly tried to swat the poking away.

Sombra was quick to act and searched inside one of her bags in the gear pile. She found a small incense stick and quickly lit it, letting the soothing smell help wind you down. She placed it away enough so it didn’t overwhelm you as she gently rubbed your back.

“I’m here amiga, I’m here…” She said soothingly as you slowly snapped out of the sense of panic. When you did, you wrapped your arms around Sombra in a hug. Sombra had called for backup by then to help her gather all her gear as she held you in her arms. Carrying you to the airship since her job was done.

Originally posted by aurelinsol

Amelie Lacroix - Widowmaker

The first few years where you shared a room with Amelie were cold. Cold in the regard that she wouldn’t get close to you or speak to you much. You were usually the one doing the talking.

But as time passed and stress got to you, you stopped being the one talking. Everything gradually became too much and you concaved in yourself, turning to a shaky and sobbing mess in that little room you and Amelie shared.

Amelie had found your shaking form facing the corner of the room, like a small child put in the naughty corner. The Frenchwoman softly stepped closer to you, staring, unsure of what contact to make.

“Y/n?” she asked, waiting for a reply. When you tilted your head, she took it as a sign you were listening.

“Did something upset you?” she asked again, waiting for a decent time until you finally nodded.

For hours, the two of you chatted back and forth, Amelie wasn’t really sure why she was putting all this effort on you. But it felt warm inside to hear your soft laughs as you calmed down. The more you talked, the more she liked you.

Amelie decided to braid your hair as you two talked for almost the rest of the night.

Originally posted by dajo42

Lena Oxton - Tracer

Usually with most panic attacks, you have a few seconds to get some privacy before you melt down like ice cream on a hot day. This was different however.

The two of you had gone out for dinner when a group of snarky adults entered the small restaurant you two were in. Being the bigoted people they seemed to be they began to poke fun at the pair of you, mostly on Lena.

At first the two of you paid no mind at their words, but the longer they talked about Lena, the more venomous their words became.

You had enough and quickly stood up, walking over to the group, “Could you please stop that?” you asked, but only got laughter in reply.

“Or what sweetcheeks? you gonna cry?” one of the men asked, the sneer in his tone blatant.

“No. I’m going to get the manager.” you stated, one of the other men, who was clearly intoxicated, began spitting slurs at you as he snatched a handful of your hair, preparing to give you a beating.

Lena was quick to act as she rushed to help you out. Striking at the drunk man’s wrist so he could let go of you. She then proceeded to knee the man in the groin, stunning him. She then quickly put down on your table money for the food and picked you up, quickly walking out before anyone noticed your panic attack.

You could easily remember every time that someone grabbed your hair. The fear of what could’ve happened if Lena wasn’t there was mainly why you were having this panic attack.

Lena held you close as you sobbed out a jumble of apologies, trying to keep yourself together, even if it was a futile attempt. But Lena was there, hugging you close, “Shh, It’s okay love, you’re going to be okay. I got you.” She’d whisper for you as she rubbed your back, soothingly taking you out of this panic attack.

“Thank you for standing up for me y/n. That was very kind of you.” She said as she kissed your forehead.

Originally posted by etlabetes

Gabriel Reyes - Reaper

Gabriel knew you had a distaste for city environments. In the past, he would’ve loved to be in the city, but now, donned into the look of the reaper, he hates it just as much as you. The loud noise burns in his ears and the smell of smoke is worse than the smell of gore from the omnic crisis in his opinion.

So when you two had a three month long mission in a city, he knew he’d have to look out for you alot. The first week was the most stressful one for you. People were everywhere, like maggots on a carcass, it felt crushing, restraining, and soon enough you were breathless, taking small gasps as you went through the crowd. The smell of smoke, oil and sweat crammed your nose, bringing forward the gag reflex.

In only half an hour, you were almost dead from how overwhelmed you were. Quickly, you made your way back to the apartment Talon had assigned for you and Gabriel. Slamming the door shut you ran to the bathroom and hunched over the toilet, the noise of cars honking still in your ears, buzzing as white noise. the stinky, cheesy sauce from a man’s meal had spilled by accident on your arm, the smell setting off your gut as you retched and heaved, but nothing came out. 

You cried and cried, shaking and heaving as you huddled to the toilet. You couldn’t really feel Gabriel beside you, holding your hair back and rubbing with one hand your shoulder. He soothingly hummed an odd tune but it wasn’t helping as much as the shoulder rub.

After a solid hour, it passed, and you were a mess.

“It’s going to be fine sweetheart, next time we’ll go out for food at night.” He suggested, massaging away the stress from your shoulders as he nuzzled his face to your forehead.

@kidgeweek - Day 5 - Home

She made the mistake of breathing once he said that. Suddenly, it was more than his presence in front of her, so close she could feel his warmth radiating from him. He was like a furnace, or the lit end of a stick of incense; enveloping her completely. Only now, it was bouncing back, scorching her cheeks and urging her heart to race in her chest and ears. Pidge swallowed, squeezing her books with trembling fingers. 

“Tell me, Katie,” he said and the way he said her name silenced the unceasing thoughts in her mind. She felt his hand graze her cheek, sending a jolt through her body and making her look up. Her gaze locked right into his. Her mouth went dry.

Keith cocked his chin slightly, eyes twinkling with a hidden challenge. “Would I lie about that?” 

A continuation of the shoujo high school AU no one asked for :P

done in PS, Sai, and ClipStudio

EDIT: I CANNOT BELIEVE I FORGOT TO ADD THE FREAKING DOKI-DOKIS. FIXED.