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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.

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‘Horecrux’ dress

Cute and witchy, this dress is perfect for all seasons! Horecrux is made from our sturdy but soft scuba jersey, with a full circle skirt and woven elastic harness detailing with a silver-plated amethyst druzy pendant.

To buy or for more information, visit our Etsy shop - www.etsy.com/shop/CorvusCoroneFashion

cosmic witchcraft 101: lunar magick ☾

The Moon is Earth’s only major natural satellite. Scientists believe it formed about 30-50 million years after the rest of our solar system. While there are several ideas as it how it formed, the most widely accepted hypothesis proposes that in the first few million years after the Sun’s birth, the Moon was formed from debris from a cataclysmic impact between Earth and a Mars-sized body called Theia.

Facts:

  • Relative to the size of the planet it orbits, the Moon is the largest planetary satellite in our solar system.
  • The Moon is the second densest satellite in our solar system, coming in behind Io.
  • Eclipses occur during an astronomical event called a syzygy, when three celestial bodies (in this case - the Earth, the Moon, and the Sun) are aligned.
  • Despite being the second brightest object in the night sky, the Moon is about as reflective as worn asphalt.
  • Even though they display half of the Moon’s surface area, quarter moons are only 25% as bright as the full moon.
  • The distance between the Earth and Moon is slowly increasing. Hundreds of millions of years in the future, its angular diameter will have decreased so much that total eclipses will never happen again.
  • Lunar calendars may have originated as early as 30,000 years ago.

Magickal Correspondences*

Colors: white, silver, gray, light blue, red, orange, yellow, black

Intents: self-love, protection, absorb negative energy, dreams, balance, dealing with change, inner peace, starting new routines, balancing emotions, centering, turning your circumstances around, sea/ocean magick (tidal influences)

Herbs: aloe, nutmeg, willow, watercress, lily, jasmine, violet, fennel, poppy, parsley, honeysuckle, mugwort

Crystals: hematite, pyrite, peridot, rhodonite, enstatite, moonstone, silver, white quartz, opal, amethyst, selenite, pearl, aquamarine, rose quartz

*some of these correspondences are based on traditional associations and some are based on my personal associations

anonymous asked:

Just venting I need to get this out:I firmly believe that there are Key 6, not 5, players in ASOIAF. And Sansa is one of them. GRRM has himself named Sansa as one of his key protagonists (there were 6 in total inc Sansa) and also that Sansa,Arya and Bran's journeys were paramount for him. I know this subject has been done to death &I'm really sorry for imposing on you but yeah to me,based on all this,Sansa is one of the Key 6. (you dont have to post it. Just venting. Thanks for reading)

Hi! Sorry to bother you again. I’m the Key 6 players anon. You don’t have to post my initial ask. I know the whole thing has been done to death. I was just venting and getting it out of my system. I hope I didn;t offend. Thanks for understanding.

Hi Anonny!

Oh gosh please DON’T apologize, you didn’t offend me at all in the slightest! I am just slow af and take forever to answer things and am generally The Worst… But my Ask is always open for venting! Especially venting about people who don’t ~recognize, respect, and appreciate~ the Noble and Poetic Land Mermaid that is Sansa Stark.

Yeah, the Key Players debate does continue to be a kind of ~weird bone of contention~ in the fandom for some reason. I think (and like to hope) that a lot of the time when people talk about or make fanart for the Five Key Players, that they aren’t excluding Sansa or leaving her out maliciously. I think they might just be going off of, or wanting to acknowledge, the five main characters GRRM listed in his original outline for the series in 1993.

But you’re right, I have definitely seen people who insist that Sansa is not a main character or key player in the story, which simply isn’t true. GRRM even identified her as a main character himself in 2016:

I’d thought the whole story could be told in three books, and that it would take me three years to write them, a year per book. That picture was taken just a few weeks after I blew my first (bot not my last, oh no) deadline on the series. Ah, how innocent I was… little did that guy in the picture imagine that he would be spending most of the next two decades in the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros with Tyrion, Daenerys, Arya, Sansa, Jon Snow, Bran, and all the rest. (x)

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All new Pokémon U.Treasure luxury jewellery will release in Japan from July 14th, 2017 and feature the popular Eevee, Espeon, Umbreon, and Genger editions from a wide range. Here is a detailed list of prices and release of the following products :

July 14 (Friday) Espeon & Umbreon Solitaire Ring (Engagement)
88,000 (Pt 950) Extra charge
78,000 (K18 white gold / K18 yellow gold / K18 pink gold)
29,000 (Silver, Cubic zirconia)

July 14 (Friday) Eevee Evolution Ring (Men and Womens)
118,000 (Pt 950)
85,000 (K18 white gold / K18 yellow gold / K18 pink gold)
15,000 (Silver)
98,000 (Pt 950, Dia 0.08 ct)
75,000 (K18 white gold / K18 yellow gold / K18 pink gold, Dia 0.08 ct)
15,000 (silver, Cubic zirconia)

July 21 (Friday) Genger Necklace with Stone (Image above)
65,000 (Pt 950, amethyst)
55,000 (K18 white gold / K18 yellow gold / K18 pink gold, amethyst)
12,000 (Silver, amethyst)

July 28 (Friday) Eevee Necklace with Pokeball
68,000 (Pt 950, Dia 0.02 ct)
58,000 (K18 white gold / K18 yellow gold / K18 pink gold, Dia 0.02 ct)
15,000 (Silver, Dia 0.02 ct)

Sapphires and Salt --- A Salty Teens Fic

Sansa:

A sudden rush of light and fresh air jolts her from her troubled sleep. She tries to bury her face in her pillows, only to have her bedclothes ripped off of her violently.

“Up,” Aunt Lyanna says, sitting atop Sansa’s bedside and brushing a curtain of greasy red hair from her face, “You’ve been in bed a week, and court convenes in three hours.”

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Moonblast (Pokemon Inspired)

An offensive spell to make your target more vulnerable emotionally to the mundane as well as curses.

Originally posted by playinginthefire

You Will Need:

☽ Kunzite
☽ Amethyst
☽ Silver (moon magic, protection) and White Candles (protection, energy) equal amount of each, as many as you feel are necessary
☽ 1 Black Candle (cursing)
☽ Open space
☽ Target’s name (will be verbal)
☽ Full Moon

Steps:

☽ Cleanse and clean your space. Make sure there is nothing flammable about. Make sure you have a good space to work at. Make sure its somewhere you can work kneeling or sitting on the ground/floor. Ward or protect yourself further if you wish using what you wish. (I usually use salt and black obsidian)

☽ Set up your silver and white candles about you, if you desire they can be in a circle to mimic the shape of the moon (and to be like a casted circle) but if that is not safe for you or location, putting them about a room or in the general area of you will be fine. Light them before you begin the spell.

☽ Before you on the ground/floor/table/wood/etc place your black candle, preferably in a holder to prevent wax from dripping on you later. To your left put your Kunzite and to your right your amethyst. Place your hands a few inches above your stones to fell their energy and take a few deep breaths before starting the spell.

☽ Light your black candle and carefully pick it up and hold it up in the direction of the moon. Use caution to prevent hot wax from falling on you.

☽ “Moonlight, moon rays, grant me your aid, for (target’s name) walls must crumble. (target’s name) has caused me wrong, has caused me pain, now I wish for them to feel the same. With your energy, I ask aid in making them vulnerable, may they feel what it is like, let them break as I did. Moonlight, Moon rays, I wish to weaken (target’s name)!” repeat the final line as many times as you feel are necessary

☽ Once satisfied blow out your candle in the direction of the moon, blowing out your intent and wishes for the moon’s energy to aid in weakening your target. watch the smoke dissipate.

☽ Once done thank the moon in how you feel is proper such as words, an offering, a blown kiss, a bow, etc.

☽ blow out remaining candles and leave your stones somewhere to be cleansed by the moonlight

☽ Take a well deserved rest

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BRACELET COMMISSIONS 2.0 !

So! The first round of this went surprisingly well! I got 5 orders, two people ordering multiple bracelets at once, and have already started out some new patterns! Two of my orders have even already arrived and I was informed that they fit well!

These first orders did even make a bit of a difference, at least as far as getting to the end of the month in concerned and being able to pay my rent and important bills. But collections is still calling me and I haven’t made enough to put any money towards paying them off. 

So I am STILL taking orders! I’ve collected a lot more stones at this point due to having to buy a few strands to complete different projects and to make matters easier;

I HAVE AN ETSY NOW!

Currently there are only three listings for the three sizes I’m offering but I’m planning on throwing in a few pre-made items as well that will probably be a little cheaper since they’ll require less work for me. Either way, if you’ve had any interest before and couldn’t afford anything at the time, following my store will make it a little easier to keep tabs. No rooting through old tags to try and find that one post. 

As it stands though, I am still pretty desperate for orders because bills still needs to be payed and really the only difference between now and earlier this month is I can at least pay my rent.  And remember, all my prices are CANADIAN, meaning american buyers will be getting a serious deal. 

If you can’t afford anything or it isn’t really your style, please at least do me the favour of reblogging this or sharing at least the link to my store on your facebook or other social media. I need as much exposure as I can get and I really appreciate how far my last post got. 

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“Skam Imagine Part 1: Chris Schistad cheers you up at your surprise birthday party”

Inspired by Fickle Game by Amber Run

warnings: Chris is the world’s best kisser, pass it on

[I do not own the gif above!]

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You’d had many dreams about coming home to house a chaos and screaming, in fact it was one of your most recurring nightmares. Mind you, it usually involved watching your family get murdered or something only of nightmares. Coming back from the library to find half of your school already waiting at your house was just as traumatizing. You didn’t think even three quarters of the partying teens knew who you were, but no one passed up a good party. 

Was it a good party? Were people going to talk about your birthday party for days to come? 

Maybe it wasn’t the end of the world. 

You knew it was Eva who had set it up but the way she opened the door with a sly grin and a big gift box that she kept shoving in your direction. You had taken the box and opened it before Eva tore it apart for you, not worrying about the beautiful yellow ribbon around it. 

“You’re giving me a dress?” Your eyes skimmed over the silky red number and internally cringed. It was gorgeous, absolutely stunning, but it wasn’t exactly… you

“Don’t look at it with such disdain, Y/N, it’s your size and everything. You’re going to be the hottest person here. Besides me, obviously, but it’s your birthday so you get to be second hottest.”

You gave her a pointed look and then glanced back down at the dress. It was insanely gorgeous, and it was your birthday. Maybe you could wear it just this once? 

“But really, it’s going to look amazing. And Kåre is here, so not only can you ask him out finally, but you’ll be in the perfect outfit.  

Somehow you had wound up in the dress quicker than you would have thought possible. The mention of the boy you seemed head over heels for, for the past two years, was at your party. 

You bounced down the stairs and gave hugs to your friends who seemed a little tipsy and quite excited to see the birthday girl. Noora handed you a gift, too excited to wait to give it to you, and you opened it quickly. Noora always gave the best gifts, usually from second hand stores or homemade. And every single one was chosen with love. 

You look at the silver bracelet that had an amethyst stone in the middle, a small hairline fracture down the middle. It was one of the prettiest thing you’d ever seen and instantly recognized it from the homemade jewelry store across from where you worked. You were always tempted to buy the entire store. 

“Noora, it’s beautiful, thank you so much,” you gushed to her loudly. 

She gave you another hug and Chris came bounding around the corner in one of her crazy outfits that always looked fabulous on her. She gave you an almost forceful kiss and grabbed you by the shoulders. 

“I’m poor, Y/N. But I’m a damn good kisser,” she exclaimed drunkenly, making you laugh and hug her tightly. 

Eva suddenly was leading you away from the other girls and pushing you in the direction towards him. Kåre was standing only a few feet away, a drink in his hands and one of his friends by his side. His black hair was covering his eyes and your hand twitched, longing to reach out and push it out of his face. 

That boy had totally consumed your thoughts. 

“Kåre, have any words for the birthday girl?” You flinched at Eva’s incredibly loud voice and froze when he looked right at you. Eva seemed to slither into the crowd and abandon you to face Kåre coming right towards you. 

“Y/N! What’s up? I didn’t know this was your party!” 

You opened your mouth and closed it, twice, while trying to decide if you should be offended or not. It wasn’t a big deal, so he didn’t know who’s party he was it? It’s not like Eva had sent our pretty invitations or anything that he had been looking at for a week. At least you didn’t think so; you assumed she’d just spread the word at school. 

“Yeah, it’s my birthday. Gettin’ older,” you mumbled with a forced laugh. 

“Cool. You look pretty hot,” he said a little bluntly, making you realize he was definitely a little tipsy. You were dumfounded at first, even excited, that he found you attractive. Then you felt insanely awkward. 

“You too,” you said shakily, hoping he didn’t realize how nervous you were. The two of you’d had classes together and even group projects, but you’d never really talked that much. Not outside of classes at least. 

“Anyways, I have to find some of my friends. And tell your friend, Eva I think, to come find me later.” He winked at you and seemed to disappear so quickly you wondered if he had even been there. 

What did he mean about Eva? 

Realization dawned on you and you slowly felt every part of your body crumble into a thousand pieces. Every little bit of hope that you’d had for you and Kåre disappeared. He was into Eva. Suddenly your birthday, your dress, and even your friends couldn’t cheer you up in the slightest. You turned away from the crowd of people in your living room and decided to hide in the kitchen. 

The two people making out against your counter seemed slightly irritated that they were no longer alone and scrambled out, not noticing your depressed expression. 

You saw of the alcohol used to make drinks out in the hall and grabbed the bottle of peppermint vodka like it was a long lost friend. The smooth mint flavour burned down your throat deliciously and and four shots later, you felt like your body was humming. Getting drunk wasn’t your style, but you did enjoy the warm and fuzzy feeling a little bit could give you. 

Unfortunately it was only moments later that the tears began to flow down your cheeks like rain drops against a window pane. You grabbed a cloth from one of the kitchen drawers to wipe your eyes but you were crying too hard to really make a difference. 

When was the last time you had cried like this over a stupid boy? Your friends used to warn you about him too, saying he was too into himself to be smart and notice you. 

“I’ve seen many girls cry at parties, but I have to say, you look the most heartbroken, elskling.” The voice startled you and you looked up at it’s owner with wide eyes. 

Never in your young years had you imagined Chris Schistad calling you ‘darling’. Never in your young years had you ever actually imagined him showing up to your party though either. It was like a rare sighting of an endangered animal. Or a unicorn for that matter. 

“I’m trying to suffer in silence.” 

“Somebody is snippy when they’re sad,” he commented with a hint of amusement in his tone. You shot him a glare but by the way his lips curled into a smile, you knew it wasn’t very effective. 

“Up up, elskling,” he said motion to the counter that you were leaning against. You shook your head and his gaze became harder, more demanding, but oddly still kind. You rolled your eyes and did as he asked. 

“So tell me, what does it take to make a girl cry on her own birthday?”

He knew it was your birthday? Chris was full of surprises apparently. You couldn’t decide if you were more shocked or flattered. 

“Stupid boy wants to fuck my best friend,” you said bluntly, reaching for the bottle of vodka again. Chris lightly slapped your hand away and grabbed the bottle for himself, taking a couple of swigs and putting it out of your reach. 

“Drinking won’t solve anything,” he said pointedly before resting a hand on your thigh. You looked down at it and felt a small rush in your head, from the alcohol or maybe from the effect of Chris touching you. “If he makes such a nice girl cry, fuck him.”

“Thanks but already I tried actually that,” you retorted with a miserable pout. Chris choked on a surprised laugh and moved slightly closer to you on the couch. 

“You’re funny too, why haven’t I see you around at school?”

You looked away and pretended to be deep in though, biting your lip gently. “If I had to take a wild guess, I’d say it’s probably because I’m not much to look at. I’m not your type.” 

He took a sip of his drink and watched you carefully for a moment, his eyes slipping over your body as smooth as the alcohol that had rushed down your throat earlier. You felt your body numbing and you wondered if Chris Schistad really did have magical powers. Here he was talking to you at your own party; you supposed anything could be possible. 

“I beg to differ. And while I truly appreciate that dress,” he said with a longing sigh, a little too suggestive, “you’re really, really too pretty for some asshole to ruin your birthday.” 

Your stilled and Chris’s hand moved up your thigh to where your own hand rested. You prayed he wasn’t going to just shove his hand down your pants and be that guy and was pleasantly surprised when he put his hand over yours. The rough yet incredibly warm hand covered your own and matched the warm feeling in your chest from the alcohol. Perhaps Chris Schistad was his own form of alcohol. 

“Maybe we just hadn’t found the right time to meet then,” you suggested in a low voice. 

He gave you one of his wicked smiles and nodded, tossing his blonde hair out of his eyes. “Now seems pretty good though, doesn’t it?”

Before you had a chance to nod, he’d gently pulled your thighs apart and pressed his body between them, resting one hand on your cheek and the other on your back. You breathed in, regretting it a moment later when his lips touched yours, so gently you almost didn’t feel it. 

Worrying he would pull back, you breathed him in and grabbed the back of his neck, pulling his lips closer against yours. Something needy and passionate washed over the both of you and his teeth were tugging at your bottom lip while your tongue grazed his top lip. 

Soon his tongue was sweeping through your mouth, peppermint an overwhelming flavour on both of your tongues. You leaned him into, your back slightly arched, and his palm against your back sliding upwards, pushing your shirt with it. His pinky grazed your bare skin and you made a small sound in the back of your throat. 

He moved his hand back down and covered your exposed skin, his finger tips kneading gently into your lower back. Your finger nails tug into his neck and he stopped breathing for a second, seeming almost enticed by the quick sting. 

“Happy Birthday, elskling,” he whispered into your lips. 

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A/N: This was so fun to write and since I’m looking for fun with these, I didn’t edit. Editing makes me uninspired and tired unfortunately. This is part one! I’ll try and write another part or two tonight :) 

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Porsche Type 964 Carrera RSR (One of the Only 51 Produced).

This car is still covered in the original Cosmoline, a rust protectant that makes the car look dirty. It features Polar Silver Metallic paint and Guards Red leather seats, headliner, dashboard, steering wheel, door caps and roll cage. The carpets are Can Can Red; the gauge instruments and door pulls are trimmed in “silver-gray leather.” Wheels are Amethyst Metallic in color; the big brakes are gold.

Interesting story...

A man is driving down the road and breaks down near a monastery. He goes to the monastery, knocks on the door, and says, “My car broke down. Do you think I could stay the night?”
The monks graciously accept him, feed him dinner, even fix his car. As the man tries to fall asleep, he hears a strange sound.
The next morning, he asks the monks what the sound was, but they say, “We can’t tell you. You’re not a monk.”
The man is disappointed but thanks them anyway and goes about his merry way.
Some years later, the same man breaks down in front of the same monastery.
The monks accept him, feed him, even fix his car. That night, he hears the same strange noise that he had heard years earlier.
The next morning, he asks what it is, but the monks reply, “We can’t tell you. You’re not a monk.”
The man says, “All right, all right. I’m *dying* to know. If the only way I can find out what that sound was is to become a monk, how do I become a monk?”
The monks reply, “You must travel the earth and tell us how many blades of grass there are and the exact number of sand pebbles. When you find these numbers, you will become a monk.”
The man sets about his task. Forty-five years later, he returns and knocks on the door of the monastery. He says, “I have traveled the earth and have found what you have asked for. There are 145,236,284,232 blades of grass and 231,281,219,999,129,382 sand pebbles on the earth.”
The monks reply, “Congratulations. You are now a monk. We shall now show you the way to the sound.”
The monks lead the man to a wooden door, where the head monk says, “The sound is right behind that door.”
The man reaches for the knob, but the door is locked. He says, “Real funny. May I have the key?”
The monks give him the key, and he opens the door.
Behind the wooden door is another door made of stone.
The man demands the key to the stone door.
The monks give him the key, and he opens it, only to find a door made of ruby.
He demands another key from the monks, who provide it.
Behind that door is another door, this one made of sapphire.
So it went until the man had gone through doors of emerald, silver, topaz, and amethyst.
Finally, the monks say, “This is the last key to the last door.”
The man is relieved to no end.
He unlocks the door, turns the knob, and behind that door he is amazed to find the source of that strange sound.
But I can’t tell you what it is because you’re not a monk