Bells might just be the earliest form of superstitious practise that I remember. My baba attached three sakura-patterned suzu bells on my schoolbag as a kid, purportedly for good luck and protection from evil spirits – and Japan is far from the only place to have associated bells and bellringing with mystic practise. They’ve been used worldwide to ward off evil and carry messages – and in a more metaphysical sense, sound is the movement of energy through substance. Sounds have the potential to work powerful magic.
Here are some of the ways I’ve found utilising bells to be helpful to my craft. While I’m more likely to use traditional suzu type bells, your own background, path and culture will likely have its own types of bells – and as ever, bells can be ornate antiques or they can be a bottle cap in a tin can, as long as they’re used with intent.
🔔 As with so much of the craft, if you’re new to the witching bell, it’s a matter of exploration and experimentation. Get a “feel” for what works for you and the specific bell you’re using.
It’s good practise to ensure that the bell itself is cleansed, warded and protected – you don’t want anything nasty tapping into that power. All witching tools can do as much harm as good, intentional or accidental.
A good way to begin incorporating bells into your craft is infuse them into any typical ritual that you’re comfortable with, or even just a prayer or moment of contemplation at your altar if you have one.
🔔 Give the bell a soft ring while focusing on the energy it’ll ripple and move, try to track the movements it creates and what it touches. The tone it’s sending out.
The most primal and versatile use of the bell – and what many of the below come down to – is simply another manner of physically channelling energy, giving it shape and direction.
“Passive” bells such as windchimes or small bells attached to belongings you don’t want disturbed are a starting point. They will scare off some forms of spirit all by themselves, especially if appropriately blessed, charmed or enchanted. Or cursed.
🔔 Gently tolling can draw energy into a ward or circle you are forming and enforce its protective properties, or for a simple cleanse, letting the sound travel to every corner of the area you are protecting. It’s a little more “cutting” than a smoke or incense cleansing, which I view as more “gentle” forms of cleansing. Both have their uses.
🔔 Harder tolling is, in my opinion, one of the most powerful ways in which to enforce a banishing – however, it’s best to you know what you’re doing with the bell before you go bashing it about.
Bells can have quite the effect on your perception and awareness. Ringing and then stopping, listening to the silence left in its wake, can bring you new perceptions or make things you’d previously missed obvious. Let it attune your mind and senses to something new, whether that’s in your thoughts or something with a little more presence. Visualise travelling with the sound, taking heed of the energies it touches and disturbs. Take note of the echoes – you’ll learn what they mean with experience.
🔔 A set of windchimes can let you know if something is passing through or if there’s some unusual energy afoot – and, yes, it may also just be letting you know that it’s a particularly breezy day, but that’s witchcraft for you.
🔔 This can be as simple as calling good energies to witching tools, spell jars, tarot decks, crystals, altars and shrines, your favourite teddy bar, anything at all.
🔔 With spirit work, it can truly help to magnify your “calling”. This can range from gently bringing your latest offering to the attention of your friendly neighbourhood house spirit – all the way to trying to catch the attention of something more. Be mindful, however. As I said, I consider bells pretty powerful tools and a call that’s too loud is not good spirit work practise for the spirit worker’s own sake. It can really help coax something out of hiding if you’re gentle with it, though.
Some use bells to mark the beginning and end of a ritual, and I’ve read that in Wiccan practise an altar bell can be used to invoke the Goddess, although as a non-Wiccan, I’ll welcome corrections on that if I’m wrong.
In my experience, very simple forms of communication via bell work a lot better than anything too complex – “come here” and “stay away” have already been covered, and other than that they can serve as greetings or signals of a start or end of some practise or ritual, the opening or closing of a door, etc.
🔔 They can also serve as a warning or a litmus test regarding spirits, a signalling of your presence and awareness, lack of fear, or willingness to defend – but be prepared to deal with whatever responses these garner.
🔔 Bindings are where you most often see that famous (clockwise) circular motion of the bell, embodying the meaning of the spell. This can be a simple binding to seal a spell or charm or enchantment, or a spirit-binding.
🔔 Personally, spirit-binding is something I do as little as possible simply due to my beliefs holding the autonomy of spirits in very high regard. However, sometimes situations arise that call for it, and I’m aware that not all bindings are unwilling. Far from it – and some spirits are dangerous when unbound.
🔔 As an animist (believing that all things, including inanimate objects, contain a spirit of their own), I consider gently nudging a spirit back into its physical form a sort of semi-binding, and that can be useful.
I’ll leave you all with a note that I am an urban apartment-dwelling witch through and through, so I understand that we can’t all be jangling away at all hours. I myself have a glass windchime in my front window that makes a distinct but muted sound when disturbed by passers-through, and highly recommend wooden ones also. I also only use my small and relatively quiet suzu bell for my crafting – one given to me by my baba herself.
Feel free to add any of your own findings, and happy tolling.
So, this took me way longer than I thought. Oops. This is a prompt fic for @stephaniebithell
I hope you like it. I’ve never actually written Voltron before. Or any kind of battle. So, go easy on me.
“WATCH OUT!” Keith’s voice cried out through the Blue Lion’s
speakers. Checking his screens, Lance had to pull hard to the left, just barely
missing the laser coming at him. The laser would have smashed into the cockpit
if he hadn’t moved, and Lance let out a small huff of breath, relieved.
“That was a close call, Lance.” Shiro berated gently, “You
need to be more careful, alright?”
Lance nodded before cracking a smile. “Come on, Shiro! Careful
is my middle name!”
Hunk cut in, confusion evident in his voice, “I thought your
middle name was Alejandro?”
Laughter echoed over the coms, and Lance pouted, whining, “Hunk,
buddy! Who’s side are you on, man?”
Dodging another laser, Hunk replied, “The one where all of
us get out of this alive? Does that count?” He dodged a few more lasers, firing
a few shots of his own, panting slightly.
“Hunk’s got a point, guys,” Shiro reminded them. “Can the
chatter, those lasers are still coming.” There was acknowledgement from all the
other paladins, and Shiro sighed in relief. “Alright, here’s the plan. Lance,
Hunk, you guys hang further back, try to pick them off from a distance. Stop
anything that gets past us. Keith, Pidge, your lions are faster and smaller, I
need you covering me. Take out the little guys. Black and I will target those
turrets. Understood?” Confirmation came from the others, and everyone moved
Everything went well for several minutes. Shiro had knocked
out all but two of the turrets, and Lance and Hunk’s teamwork had destroyed at
least a dozen big cruisers and battleships. Some of the larger ships had
started to retreat, and Lance and Hunk targeted those as well. As one was
coming up on Lance’s left, he saw Green, down and to his far right, with a
small ion cannon pointed right at its flank. Making a split-second decision,
Lance turned his lion and fired, taking out the ion cannon and saving Pidge. He
started to turn back to his original position, but he was too late. Before he
could react, a laser cut straight through his hull, sending poor Blue tumbling.
Lance was strapped in, so he stayed in place, but as the others’ yells came
over the com, a piece of debris slammed into the back of his head, and
everything went black.
When Lance came to, the battle was over. Black was towing
Blue down to the planet’s surface, where the castle and the planet’s
inhabitants were waiting. As he came back to his senses, Lance began to hear
“Lance! Kiddo, can you hear me?”
“Lance, buddy! Come on, tuagane,
wake up, man!”
“Lance, you big doofus! Wake up!” (“Pidge!” “Sorry.”)
“LANCE! Lance, please! Dammit, Lance! Wake up! Talk to me!”
Lance could move a little. “Ugh…. Keith?”
To Lance’s aching head, it was as though a full orchestra
had exploded onto the coms.
“Alright, Lance! You’re okay!”
“You asshole! Don’t do that to me ever again, you hear me?!”
Hunk was now blubbering incoherently, Pidge was raging, and
Keith was strangely silent. Just as the noise was getting to be too much, Shiro’s
voice cut through the mayhem, muffling everything else like a blanket, “Lance.
Are you okay? Can you answer me? You were out for a while, buddy. I need to
know if you’re okay.”
Lance took several deep breaths, settling the nausea his
headache was causing, before answering softly, “I-. I think I’m okay, guys. I
have a killer headache, and I’m a little nauseous and light-headed, but I’m
okay. Might have a concussion, though.” With that, most of his energy spent, he
slumped back into his seat.
“Okay, Lance,” Shiro breathed. “Do you think you can stay
awake for me for a few minutes? We’re almost back to the castle. I’m sure you’re
really tired, but if you can put off sleeping for just a couple of minutes, I
want Coran to check you over in person. They’ve already got a pod waiting and
everything. Can you do that, kiddo?” Lance murmured an assent, and Shiro let
out a breath he hadn’t realized he had been holding. “Alright, buddy. Thank
Shiro looked at his monitors. The landing was coming up. “Alright,
buddy, we’re right there. I’m going to put you down now, in 3 – 2 – 1.” With
that, the blue lion was placed very gently on the ground next to the other
three lions, which had already landed. Once Blue’s jaw opened, Hunk and Coran
rushed inside, while Shiro landed Black. By the time Shiro had left the
cockpit, Lance was out of his lion, and Allura was talking to the natives,
Keith beside her.
Shiro went to Lance first. Looking Lance over, he glanced to
Coran. “Coran, how is he? He was out for at least fifteen minutes.”
Coran smiled gently. “He’ll be just fine, number one. A few
vargas in a pod and he’ll be good as new.”
“Thank you, Coran. Hunk, will you help him?”
“You don’t even have to ask.” With a small smile, Hunk
pulled one of Lance’s arms over his shoulder and started moving towards the
castle. Coran followed.
Now that he knew Lance was safe, Shiro could deal with the
natives. Or, more accurately, deal with Keith, who looked to be one wrong word
away from pulling out his bayard. As Shiro came closer to the group, he started
to hear some of the conversation.
“-yes, you’ve said that the boy’s role is to be the blue
paladin, but what else does he even do? What does he contribute? From what I
saw, all he did was hang back for most of the fight, and make jokes for the
rest of it!” Ah. Now he was starting to understand Keith’s murderous
expression. Not to mention the low, continuous growl coming from Blue.
Allura cut him off. “It is not your place to question not
just my choice of paladins, but the choices of the lions themselves. The blue
lion chose Lance, and as such-“
“Princess Allura, I meant no disrespect, to you or the
lions. I was simply concerned. Voltron is the universe’s only real hope of
stopping the Galran Empire, and if its members are not efficient, perhaps-“
Shiro cut in, mouth a hard line, shoulders tense, as he
stopped Keith from doing anything rash. “If you know about the joking, then you
were listening to the coms. If you were paying attention, you would have
noticed that I gave the order for the blue and yellow lions to hang back. Those
two lions are larger, and therefore slower, but their weapons are strong. In
this situation, they were much better suited for stopping the larger ships, and
picking off stragglers. Lance especially works best at a distance. He’s the
best shooter we have. Long-distance is his forte. Those assignments were the
most efficient use of our resources.” The native was about to interrupt again,
and Shiro bit out “On top of all of that, Lance was injured defending your
planet. You would do well to remember that, and to show him the respect he
When he was done, Shiro turned to Keith. Keith was still
seething. “Shiro, did you hear what he was saying about Lance?”
“I heard him, Keith.”
“Lance could have died,
Shiro! And that guy was treating him like a waste of space. Space garbage!”
“I know that, Keith.” Shiro’s voice was strained. He was
angry, too, but there was nothing they could do.
“I’m gonna go back over there and teach that guy a lesson-“
Keith started to turn back around, bayard in hand, but was spun around by Shiro’s
hand on his shoulder.
“You can’t attack the guy, Keith. He’s a diplomat. Let
Allura handle it.”
“Can’t I just punch him in the face?” Keith pleaded.
“What if I just break his nose a little?”
“I said, NO, Keith.” Shiro spun to face him. “We can’t do
anything. Allura can handle it. Now let’s go back to the castle. Lance will be
healed in a few hours. I saw how anxious you were. I know you want to see him.
And when he wakes up, I’m sure he’ll want to see you, too.” With that, Keith
relaxed, sighing in defeat, and went on to the castle.
Shiro stood there for a moment, composing himself, before
moving in the same direction. Before he got there, he heard one last parting
shot. “You know,” the native drawled, excessively loud, “if the so-called blue
paladin were a better pilot, he wouldn’t have been hurt in the first place-“
CRUNCH. Before anyone could move, Shiro snapped. He had
rushed back, pulled back a fist, and slammed it straight into the obnoxious
native’s nose. Without a word, Shiro wiped the blood off his hand onto the man’s
shirt, and walked straight back into the castle. The look on that jerk’s face
was definitely worth the difficulty Allura had negotiating an alliance several
days later, and when Lance woke up, his laughter over the story gave Keith the
brightest smile Shiro had seen on his face in years.
If you guys want me to write what happened in between when Lance was unconscious, let me know.
Recently I came across this unpleasant surprise (on the right) and I need people to understand why I am so upset by this and why this is not okay. I am a freelance character designer. Meaning I make my living off creating characters and art. While I appreciate that my character designs have received so much love and attention that there has been an influx of 3D artists recreating my designs in 3D I am not okay with them being used commercially or for profit. This includes having them featured in books, magazines, prints, or contests none of these are okay without my consent. Whether or not I am creating a character for fun or commercially it is either I and or the client that has the final say on what will happen with the character and art at the end of the day.
In this case the artist, Danny Mac, that created the 3D rendering of my Muse piece made a mistake when he agreed for Pixlogic to use his 3D rendering of my character. He and I are already talking in regards to this situation since he is stating this was a terrible error on his part and it will never happen again. While I respect Danny Mac as an artist and he is being very forthcoming and apologetic in regards to this situation I want it to be understood that if this was to ever happen again with anyone trying to use my characters in any way that I have not agreed to it will NOT be tolerated.
Again, I am okay with 3D artist recreating my characters for fun or for their portfolio as long as they remember to provide credit and include a link to my original design. What is NOT okay is if they are featured in books, magazines, prints, or contests; recreated for commercial use; mass produced; or used for profit without my consent.
I work hard to create these characters and art pieces. I put a lot of time and effort into them and I will work just as hard to defend and protect my work. Please respect artist and the time and effort that goes into creating their art.
Your "sub vibes" tag for Seb gives me life but HONESTLY gotta say I think hes a dom
I’M SCREAMING i’ve heard those words exactly never, just goes to show you the kind of people i uh choose to follow, but it’s all substan and subby dumpling AND THAT BOY’S A SUB as far as the eye can see. i’m super curious about your dom!seb headcanon tho?
but haha yes subby sebby is close to my heart, i always thought i’d make some gifposts but then thought they’d be a Bit Much. so i’m using this opportunity to further my case now, esp since i saw disappointingly few posts in that sub vibes tag, and i know i can do better :p
so this post ruined my life. JUST HIS TENTATIVE TOUCHES. this gif’s labled: sebastian_stan_trying_to_gently_scoot_another_pooster_but_cannot_get_it_from_underneath_chris_evans_arm.gif which kind of says it all??? this sweet deferential babe who’ll wait patiently til chris evans’s arm decides it’s done being anywhere it feels like!!
Spell Jar for Positivity, Protection, and Happiness In The Home
What you’ll need:
Jar (salt cleansed and charged in sunlight to remove any negative energies)
White candle (for peace and balance)
Sunflower petals (energy and protection)
Rose petals (domestic peace and happiness)
Sea salt (protection)
Coffee grounds (peace)
Ginger (positivity and prosperity)
Vanilla scent, vanilla beans, vanilla extract, etc. (positivity and energy)
Personal preference: I used a blue cloth to work on to promote domestic harmony
Make sure your area is prepared and ready.
Layer all ingredients in your jar, focusing on the property of each that you wish to impart, leaving the vanilla for the very top. There is no specific way you need to layer this, really, just whatever works best for you.
Seal the jar (lid on, wax seal, however you want) and place your hands on the lid.
Bless this jar with positivity, protection, energy, and happiness.
Meditate over the jar, letting your energy flow into it. Blow out or snuff your candle to finish spell.
Place in a window sill where you will see it often and where it will be able to charge in the sunlight.
I used fresh petals because their color is much more vibrant and gives off a positive energy. Fresh petals are not necessary, and they do not have to be yellow.
I didn’t give measurements because each jar is different. For my jar, I used a shot glass to measure out the coffee (a Gingerbread blend with the cinnamon, cloves, and ginger already blended in) and sea salt. I did 2 shot glasses full per layer.
I placed my jar in the window sill above my kitchen sink. The kitchen is the heart and hearth of the home, and is where we spend most of our time as a family. Put your jar wherever you feel it is needed most.