MINI WITCH KIT ~
I’ve seen quite a few people create small kits for on-the-go witchcraft out of Altoid tins, so I figured I’d give it a go.
- vial of course sea salt
- two white birthday candles
- white sage leaf
- small tin of rosemary
- red embroidery thread
- nail clippers (for cutting the thread)
- three matches
- match striker (glued to top)
- sachet including a pendulum, jade, amethyst, and rose quartz
- a makeshift pendulum board
- clear quartz
A whole head of Garlic
3 large ‘iron’ nails
9 pieces of White Thread (7 inches long each)
6 pieces each of Black Thread and Red Thread (7 inches long each)
One White Egg
Water and Wine
Twist or braid 3 white, 2 red and 2 black threads together, melt a little wax and dip the threads so that it forms a stiff twine/wick like feel. Do this two more times so you have 3 waxed braids.
Place the nails in a fire until they are red hot, while still hot (you can let them cool a little bit) wrap each nail with a garlic leaf. Then wind one of the waxed threads around each leave covered nail.
In a dish or bowl make a triangle with the nails and place it in a safe place (or your altar). Place the egg in the triangle so it stands up, sprinkle with wine and water everyday.
So, I was making handmade books (or an album or a notebook) using available stuff found at home.. Very neanderthal way to do this tho.. using hammer and nails, and mother’s needle and thread. I made the album for the purpose of collecting my 2.5 years of travelling, including all museum brochures and maps! Ooo how I love maps. But then I realize that I need more space for the album, these ones are already full :( . Well, I guess I have to make another one when my back is not aching anymore. :p with blue ribbons!
Warning: Smut ahead, Daddy Kink, Rough Sex, Explicit Language, Threesome later on.
Word Count: 2044
Your nails dug into the soft threads of the carpet beneath
you. Hearing Jackson’s question, you already knew the activities planned for
you were not going to be for your benefit tonight. Then again, to go against
the Seven Boy’s rules would always end up with a punishment. No excuses were
allowed. Either you obeyed or they’d find another way to make you regret your
decisions. Nodding your head at Jackson’s request, you kept your gaze on
Jaebum, once again thanking the heavens the younger was doing the reprimands
instead of him.
This is not foolproof for everyone, and this I must state. It works for this fool (*aggressive points at self*) and the magick is basic, so I’m hoping it’ll work for you too!
Essentially, this is a protection bottle. It is known as a ‘decoy’ or ‘entrapment’ bottle because like traditional witch bottles, this is used to attract negative energies and therefore, it draws them away from you.
You Will Need: To personalize your jar, you can omit or add ingredients; this is just my go-to, foolproof version.
A glass jar or ceramic jar with a sealable lid, such as a screw on cap or cork.
Sea Salt (protection)
Black Pepper (dispels evil)
Cayenne Pepper (enhances power)
A tangle of black thread.
Something from your physical body; blood, semen, urine and/or spit are the best but if you’re uncomfortable/don’t want to use the aforementioned, nail clippings or hair will suffice!
*DISCLAIMER:when drawing blood, use sterilised equipment. Be hygienic and safe as even small wounds can fester if proper precautions aren’t taken.
Ashes of a sigil you’ve burnt (ideally a sigil for either protection or to draw negative and baneful energies away from you, or one for courage).
Alcohol (such as wine or strong spirits).
A candle (make sure the colour of your candle matches your intent. I use black, but your colour correspondences may differ from mine).
Now, you need to bung all of your ingredients into the bottle. Just chuck them in; this bottle does’t have to look pretty, and the chances are that the sealing wax will run down and obscure the contents anyway!
Once everything is inside, you must seal the bottle. You do this by either using a tea candle and melting the wax (by lighting the candle or by heating the tea lights on a burner or stove - please be careful!) and rolling the top of the bottle in the wax until you create a seal around the cork/lid, or by dripping hot wax from a pillar candle over the cork/lid. Once sealed, give the bottle a good hard shake. If you like, you can empower the bottle and the magick by charging it with negative thoughts. Direct them towards the bottle; fill it with anger or sadness and general negative feelings. Imagine a darkness; a slithering tendril moving through your hand and into the bottle.
The final little bit of magick, is as follows: Take the bottle in both hands and close your eyes. Breathe slowly; in and out, in and out. When you’re ready, speak or think these words and repeat them as many times as you feel are necessary:
May forces that seek to harm me, seek this bottle in my place, May forces that bear ill-will unto my being, impart them to this bottle in my place.
Once you have completed the previous steps, you can either bury the bottle or put it in a dark, hidden place within your home where it will not be disturbed. If you have a bottle or jar that can be burned, e.g., a ceramic one, the bottle can be burned instead of buried or place in the home.
Joey had been sent on an errand to pick up several supplies for the company. Her first stop had been nails, her second stop thread, and now her third stop was to pick up some coffee for the cast. In all honesty, it wasn’t in her job description. Yet, the knowledge that she had to keep the job meant that she had to get the coffee. Despite the fact that the coffee shop wasn’t far from the theater, she had still stopped to double the cups up in hopes that it would keep the coffee hotter. Unknowingly, she had started humming songs from RENT under her breath when she bumped into someone.
you’ve got it all, you’ve lost your mind in the sound there’s so much more, you can reclaim your crown you’re in control, rid of the thoughts that’s inside your head put all your faults to bed you can be king again
He picked at the seam lining the hem of his jacket. His nail caught on the thread, unravelling it from its bonds, letting it go free. He would probably get in trouble for this with Nathalie, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. He watched the string trails lifelessly onto the black of his pants as a breath of white clouds hissed past his teeth. Fingering the loose thread, he buried his chin into the warmth of his scarf and inhaled.