Please tell us your favorite Wilbur poems/books of poems so we can memorialize him by reading his best work.
“To A Comedian”
You stand up for the interests of folk Who need a bedroom or a bathroom joke, Told with a drumfire of such words as shit, To jog their jaded spirits for a bit. It pays, you find, to give them what they’re after. You are the clown who puts the ugh in laughter.
Hello dear~ I am new to this request thing but I would love to see Hanzo, 76,Genji,and Reaper(separate) in love with or courting a fluffy(bigger gal who is about 5'8 a little taller then most gals) southern who is a huge sweetheart! who is a healer but if not that's fine~ She loves them no matter what they do or did and loves showing them how much she care with gifts (like crocheted items and homemade tea) and honest sweet compliments! She may sneak in some hugs if she can! Thank you so much!!
Just wanna say, not only did I accidentally delete this once but I got carried away twice and it still did not end up exactly how it should have. Definitely veered off the request path a bit but its still kind of cute and I…I hope you still love it.
When Hanzo first met you, he had no interest in you. Not right away anyway.
To be fair though, Hanzo really has no interest in anyone. People are just a bunch of faces, and half are rude, deceitful or liars. So he usually just doesn’t notice anyone…including woman.
What first brought his attention to you was when McCree struck up a conversation with you. You were sitting at a table in a small diner that was beside you, sitting on your laptop as you typed away.
Hanzo was focused on stirring his tea, but after a few minutes he finally began to tune in. Your voice had a soft lilt, and as he studied you, Hanzo found the soft southern lilt of your voice and the way your eyes sparkled like jewels to be rather enchanting. No thoughts of your size flitted across his mind, no comparisons to any other woman heâ€™d ever met. He was simply entranced with your voice.
When you giggled at something McCree said, Hanzo finally started to get into the conversation, to Jesseâ€™s surprise. Hanzo thought you were intelligent, and liked how you spoke so passionately about your work in computer programming.
Jesse got your number at the end of the meal, almost two hours later. The three of you had been talking the whole time, though with McCree noticed the way Hanzo watched you with interest, he kind of backed off a bit. God forbid he try and steal the limelight from Hanzo when he finally has interest in an actual human being.
The three of you ended up meeting a few more times. It was really cute, because every time you all met up, youâ€™d hand them both a small wrapped gift of cookies or sweets. McCree had noticed the way you glanced shyly at Hanzo whenever you handed it to him, or how youâ€™d watch eagerly to see if Hanzo really enjoyed it.
The more time you spent together, Hanzo found himself falling for you harder and harder. He started noticing little details about you. The way your ears went pink when you were embarrassed. The way you spoke quickly and mumbled whenever you unsure of yourself. The fierceness with which you spoke about things that mattered to you. The shine in your eyes when you spoke of the past.
One day, he finally broke. “Y/n,” he said, pulling you to the side as the three of you neared the end of your walk through the park “If possible…would you be opposed to me courting you?”
For a moment you both blinked. Jesse face palmed at his stiff composure, while you simply looked stunned.
“You…you want to date me?” you squeaked, smoothing your shirt down. Like usual, your ears turned pink as you blushed heavily.
Hanzo stared at you quite intently, taking your hand in his with gentleness. “I do. I think your enchanting,” Hanzo admitted, and a smile teased the corner of his lips. “Exquisite.”
Ducking your head, you couldn’t believe what he was saying. You were a fluffier girl, with large hips and enough cellulite on your thighs that some women would explode over. ”You can’t mean that. I…I’m not really that pretty. Even I know that…”you said softly.
Taking your chin gently, Hanzo lifted your face. “I think you are beautiful. And if you are talking about your body…” Hanzo’s hands moved down to cup your waist, the warmth of his hands sending a tingle through you as he pulled you closer. “Your body is beautiful too. I see no imperfections before me,” Hanzo insisted, thumbs rubbing soft circles against you.
A shuddery breath left your lips. This was the first time a man, and one so beautiful, had ever spoke to you like this. Yet when you looked into his eyes, they seemed to hold conviction.
“O-okay,” you whispered. “…I would love that. A lot…..”
A smile spread across his face, and he brushed his lips across your forehead in a soft kiss that left you weak in the knees. ”Thank you,” he murmured.
A cough sounded beside you, and Jesse rolled his eyes. “Can we get going? I”m happy for you and all but its getting mighty chilly out here,” he said and with a laugh, the three of you left the park.
The two of you have been together for almost seven months now
It had been a shock to you when he had first asked you out, and at first you’d thought it had been a joke. But he’d been persistent and you were delighted to agree.
Your weight really didn’t hold you back, nor did it bother you much. Rarely did you look in the mirror and frown, as you had been raised to be confident in yourself. And Jack seemed to have no problem, so why should you?
That didn’t mean you didn’t have your days though, nor those little thoughts niggling at the back of your mind, worrying about your weight and if you were ugly or not.
One time the two of you had planned on a big date, to celebrate making it to half a year together. Jack had it all planned out, and you were excited.
Deciding to go out, you wanted to buy a new dress for the occasion. Like any other woman, you liked to dress up for special occasions and you wanted to look good when he picked you up.
In the mall, you found this beautiful pearl gray dress that had a skirt that flared at the waist to the knees, and no back. It was a bit bolder, but you decided you really liked it and that it would work.
After purchasing the dress, you noticed at a shop across the hall that held a pair of shoes you should would look lovely with the dress. Hurrying over, you gingerly picked up a slipper and studied it.
Snickers caught your attention. There was a group of three women not far away, whispering to each other…except their whispers weren’t quiet enough.
“Its that girl again,” said one, rolling her eyes. “She knows that dresses are meant for pretty people, right?”
Another one, a blonde, covered her mouth and snickered again. “It was like watching a hippo try to get into a dress. Jeez, maybe if she laid off all the burgers…nah, she’d still probably look like that,” she said and the three of them laughed.
You stood frozen in place. It had been a long time since someone had commented on your weight, and the comments of those women had torn at your heart. They were laughing at you, you thought. A hippo…
“Oh my god…she’s crying…do you think she heard us?” whispered one girl to another in alarm.
After a moment you touched your cheek and felt the wetness of your tears…it had been awhile since you’d cried over something like your weight. With a sob, you dropped the shoe and went home.
The afternoon was spent crying in your bed. After exhausting yourself with your crying, you drifted in and out of sleep, the mean comments plaguing you. You didn’t even realize the time till the doorbell rang.
When you didn’t answer, Jack walked in. Searching the house, he finally turned on your bedroom light and relaxed. “Oh, there you are. I thought you’d forgotten about the…” he stopped as you sat up, and noted how puffy your face was, the pink of your eyes and the faint mascara marks that you had tried to wipe away earlier.
“What happened? What’s wrong, sweetheart?” he asked, hurrying over and he sat on the edge of the bed, taking your hand. Fresh tears filled your eyes, threatening to spill. “Oh, baby, please don’t…don’t cry, sweetheart, please…”
Immediately he cupped your face gently, pressing his forehead to yours.
Letting out a ragged breath, finally you whispered, “Why did you choose to date me, Jack? Why me, out of everyone? There are…so many women who are prettier and thinner and look good…”
For a moment he said nothing. It made him angry to think anyone had said something mean to you, but he was more in disbelief that someone had managed to tear down your self confidence and happiness so easily.
“Y/n, I want you to listen carefully,” Jack says softly, “You are beautiful. Every inch of you. There is nothing about you or your body that I do not adore. I don’t want a small girl. If I wanted a smaller girl, I would go date one. There is only one you and that is the woman I want.”
You let out a soft sob at his words, and buried your face into his shoulder. Jack cradled you, stroking your hair tenderly. “I’m in love with an angel, you know. She’s sexy, with these thick curves and this long hair and a smile that lights up a room,” he says softly, and he smiled softly as you cried harder, but he could see the smile tugging slightly at your lips at his mushy words. “She’s all I want. Your all I want.”
It was sweet of him. It took a bit, but finally you got yourself ready for the date. You calmed down a bit, and during dinner Jack spent the time talking to you about how perfect you were and what he’d fallen for.
From this point I have to try to make it a bit smaller cuz I’m just getting too out of hand, and taking too long writing this.
The two of you started out as best friends before you began to date
You were the first one to make a move. You’d had a crush on him for awhile, and you wanted to know if he might feel the same way for you…so you mustered up the courage and asked him out.
You were prepared, for there was a good chance he’d say no. But to your surprise and delight, Genji agreed without hesitation.
At first, it didn’t feel like there was really any change to your relationship. The two of you weren’t acting any different, except for the shy glances you’d send him.
Then slowly, the two of you began to flirt more and more, and you’d be holding hands or cuddling. The closer you both became, the more you feel for each other.
You loved hugging Genji. Surprise hugs were your favorite, especially since it was hard to actually sneak up on him
Genji never had a problem with your weight, and commented often on how beautiful his girlfriend was. The first time you both made love, he worshipped every inch of you. You were so scared that he’d hate looking at your body, especially when he saw the stretch marks
But he lavished you in love and could only remark on how despite thinking you couldn’t get any more gorgeous, he had been proven wrong.
One time Zarya tried to convince you to join her gym program, saying that it would help you lose weight. After dating Genji so long, you found that you had a renewed sense of confidence in yourself, and that you loved the body he obviously cherished
“No thank you,” you’d said to her, and before you could convince her, a second pair of arms had slid around your waist out of no where. Giggling, you realize he had caught you in his own surprise hug.
“I second that,” he says, hands stroking your waist as he pressed a kiss to the back of your shoulder. “I like her just the way she is.”
Unable to come up with any better excuse, Zarya had left the two of you alone and Genji had taken you back to his room. As the two of you got into bed, ready for another tender round…
“Are you sure?” you asked softly, staring up at him. Your cheeks were pink, still unused to how to felt to show your naked form to him. Did he ever doubt his decision to be with you?
“Sure about what? About you?” he asks, before he gives you a rakish smile and presses kisses along your collar bone. “Always. I’ve never been more sure about anything or anyone in my life.” There was no hesitation in his answer.
Your heart melted when hearing such things from him.
The two of you started dating one night in Overwatch, before he became Reaper.
The women of Overwatch and Blackwatch were desperately for a break and some kind of celebration. So together, they had come up with a party to have at the base for everyone to attend.
Gabe had noticed you weeks and weeks before. You were cute, he thought, and he liked how shy you were. But more, he liked your kindness. You were always carrying around gifts for others, or helping others when they were sad.
The night of the dance, Gabe finally decided to go. The party was outside, and was huge. Lights were everywhere, a few tables with food off to the side. Music played and in the middle was the dance floor. Even Winston was dancing, Tracer giggling as she followed in suit.
His eyes scanned the crowd as he grabbed a glass of punch, downing it quickly. Where were you…
When his eyes found you, his heart raced wildly in his chest. You sat off to the side, wearing a long straight black dress that hugged your waist and thighs. You looked beautiful and wore a white coat that suited the dress.
No one sat with you, and he could see you looking longingly at the dance floor. How you wished someone would dance with you, or even sit and chat with you…you worked as one of the many assistants in the base.
Gabe, after a moment of getting a grip on himself, managed to pull himself together and walked over, wearing a dress shirt and pants, and even a red tie.
When you saw him, your cheeks flushed and you looked shocked as he stood before you and offered you a hand. “Hey,” he said, giving you a crooked grin. “Um…care to dance?”
For a moment you stared at his hand. Then you let out a breath and took it, letting him lead you to the dance floor. You were surprised when his hands cupped your full waist, and he pulled you right against him without any kind of hesitation.
“Your confident,” you managed, managing a smile. Were most men as gorgeous as he was?
“Have to be, otherwise I have no chance with women as beautiful as you,” Gabe said with a wink, twirling you around.
Letting out a laugh, you were surprised by his words. “As beautiful as me? That’s not hard. I guess your just warming up for the prettier girls, right? Lets see…” you looked around, before pointing at a blonde you knew was a medic. “She looks like more your type.”
Gabe glanced over. “Angela? No. Not my type. Too mom-like. I like girls with spunk and a bit of meat on their bones,” Gabe said. You couldn’t stop yourself from looking at him quizzically. Was he joking??
“I doubt it. Men who look like you don’t date girls like me. You probably don’t even know who I am,” you said, shaking your head. “Or my age or what I do for a living-”
“Don’t call me a stalker, but your y/n. You are twenty seven and you work as one of Winstons many assistants in the computer labs,” Gabe says and pauses, before smiling sheepishly. “This isn’t the first time I’ve noticed you. Its just the first time I’ve been able to ask you to dance.”
It stunned you. The man knew who you were, what your name was. He’d taken the time to find out before this evening…he had planned this all along?
“Oh,” you breathed.
“So, um….what do you say about me taking you out to dinner sometime?” he asked, still dancing with you even when the song has ended. “Would you consider-”
“Yes,” you say immediately, your heart beating wildly.
A grin spread across his face. “Perfect. So, um, I plan to dance with you all evening…hope you don’t mind. I just don’t get this lucky often,” he says and winks at you.
With a soft laugh, you twirled once more in his arms. “Neither do I,” you murmur softly.
(1/3)I can't thank you enough for creating that Deviation for me - I love your take on the Dragons universe and how it works, and you seem to have such a great grasp of how the characters think and would act in a variety of situations. As for how injured Stoick was I definitely should have been more specific - while the thought of him being there to witness Hiccup and Toothless beating Drago is tempting (his reactions would be priceless), my initial thought was a parallel to Dragons 1.
(2/3) Just like Hiccup Stoick would have been injured pretty badly, probably broken ribs, a shoulder dislocated or a broken arm (or both!), maybe a back injury from the impact with the wall, and everyone thinking he couldn’t has possibly survived until Gobber or Valka realize he’s still breathing. From there is really where I wasn’t sure how it would go - Drago hearing he survived or not, and whether or not this would affect his decision to attack Berk anyway.
(3/3) But even with my vague wording you went so in depth with it from every angle that I’m not sure which would work best anymore! So thanks for giving it tackling it with the same depth as the other stuff you’ve done, and keep being awesome!
<3 Hey man, sorry for the wait, I got whisked away for half the week. And, honestly, it was such a dramatic moment that could have gone in so many ways. It was a good thing to pick up on! And thank you so much for enjoying my take on the Dragons’ universe. The whole stupid thing weaseled its way into my psyche too deep and now I need to see it through to the end, for better or for worse, and the characters themselves are what really build it for me. Even if things are in a lull now, I’m happy to continue to play around with it and the third movie will certainly hike things up.
So Stoick is injured pretty badly. Like, unconcious, but alive. They don’t know if there’s brain-damage, memory-loss (now there’s a fun idea! holy shit…), but he’s alive and Valka is sobbing with relief and Gobber’s knuckles are white, gripping Stoick’s vest, and Astrid’s hands are rubbing Hiccup’s back whispering ‘thank Thor’ and Hiccup is fucking livid.
His face is set, his mind is made up, he’s going back to Berk not to just save his dragon, or to save his village, and his father’s village, but to take out the man who dared to put Stoick the Vast in such a… a vulnerable state. It’s nothing like Hiccup’s ever seen before and it’s shaken him to the core. He’s barely communicated his intentions to use baby dragons and he’s already stalking inside the ice cave. He’s furious, focused, not-listening and, in that moment, he looks so much like Stoick that Valka too falls silent amidst the clamor to get Hiccup to open up.
So, yes, they’re all heading to Berk on baby dragons with Gobber looking after Stoick, but now they have an added drive – to get Stoick medical attention, fast. They win, obviously, and with Toothless as Alpha, Hiccup wastes no time in getting his dragon to influence one of the largest dragons from Drago’s army to follow them back to the Ice Caves…
Hiccup’s not chief, but he’s a renewed hero. Berk isn’t as damaged since.
And Stoick is back… But how much he’s back is another deviation in itself because there is the chance of… dun dun dun… memory loss! How original! (but fun, so fun). Where his mind jumpstarts back to its previous trauma… to five years earlier.
Stoick awakens in his home, warm under furs, in a moderate amount of pain, with a parched throat and the meaty smell of Gobber’s stew filling the room. Gobber only makes that stew when someone’s sick or sad; its enough to jog the most recent events to memory: his son accidentally destroyed one of their stocked ships and allowed a good bit of their livestock to be taken by freed dragons. They made one last, desperate bid for the nest before the ice was to set in; a hail freya of a prayer to avoid any more raids in the winter. They entered the layberinth of fog… there was dragons, fire, men screaming, the splintering of wood, and then…
Ah. So he was injured in that failed expedition. Enough men must have survived to get him back to Berk safely, but he shudders to think of what was lost in the attempt.
Stoick lets loose a painful cough that tells him his ribs were in delicate condition. He swears he hears his son call to him, but when he opens his eyes its a towering, young man who greets him. He looks both familiar and a stranger and all too comfortable in his house.
Stoick attempts to speak when his wife, dead for fourteen years, steps into his rapidly tunneling vision…
I’m gonna assume, based on all the tweets flooding my tl, that Thomas just hit 2M on YT. It’s cool to see and actually kinda surreal. Cause seeing him climb his way to the top with Vine and now him branching out to YouTube?? It’s just..so crazy to see how far he’s come. Like. Seriously. You guys. From finding him on Vine with 20k to seeing him hit million after million and now 2M on YouTube? It’s just so..wow! And I know Thomas isn’t a numbers guy, which is one of the things I really love about him, but seeing him at this point after all these years just makes my heart swell. And like. All the people he’s helped and inspired in some way shape or form and seeing all of them do the same for each other?? It’s just a beautiful thing. Seriously. I love it and this community so much! And I hope people see that this fandom is a direct reflection of the kind of person Thomas is! I’m rambling. But I just gotta say how super proud I am and how much I love my handsome, talented gay friend! 🌈💜🏳️🌈
And I think we all know that Thomas wouldn’t be where he is now without the help from all of his equally, if not more so, talented friends helping him out with all of his videos!! Every single one of them deserve the same amount of love and recognition as Thomas! They’re all amazing and incredible people! 💕
Hurley and Sloane mackin it after some sweet-ass race. You bet those smoke clouds are from some battle wagons they blew up the fuck. You bet that’s a giant mounted crossbow on the back of that car. You bet there are crossbow bolt holes in their car. This is the most romantic thing I can think of, basically, please just let these girls be happy.
there comes a time in every fan’s life where you just decide “fuck it, I’m not going to pretend to defend why I’m allowed to like A Thing even though everyone thinks it is Bad Art. I’m just going to like it and anyone who wants to judge me for liking A Thing without a detailed mea culpa Explanation should try this instead: I like A Thing because it makes me happy or brings me silly joy and that is all the Explanation I care to give. liking A Thing does not have to equal an endorsement of A Thing as Good Art or Model Writing. maybe it’s even garbage, but it’s My Happy Garbage, so peace out sailor.”
I can definitely recommend lots of klance fics. As in, lots lots. I am not completely sure what you are looking for/what you have already read though, so I’m just gonna list some of my favorite authors with some of my favorite fics.
Quick additional info: there are no explicit fics on here, though some are rated mature. All of the stories have klance as their only ship but since I intended this to be author recs rather than fic recs, I will mention what kinds of other ships appear in other fics.
- Crossroads (106k): not quite canon verse, not quite AU - check the summary
- Plunged (6k): canon verse, Lance teaches Keith how to swim
- Roommates (6k): modern AU, Artist!Keith, Photographer!Lance, exactly what the title says
This author’s writing is amazingly smooth and I particularly enjoy their Keith. Crossroads was my favorite fic for a long, long time until I found some others that were just as good :D [this author also wrote some nsfw and sheith]
This author has a style of writing that makes you forget that time exists. Like, you read their stories, look up 2 hours later and go “what the hell I only just started reading 5 minutes ago”. Their fics are pretty action-heavy but the romance part never falls short. [they wrote a lot of nsfw, their newest fic is shklance]
- Entangled (102k): canon verse, Keith and Lance get mind-melded
- Right-hand Man (4k): canon verse, Keith approaches Lance after the end of season 2 to talk about their roles from now on
Amazing characterizations here. I particularly enjoyed the OS because it seemed like something that genuinely could happen like this in canon… sadly I don’t think it will, but one can dream, right :’D Also amazing art! [they wrote some nsfw]
I honestly don’t know why I like this author so much? Probably because they can squeeze an entire story into less than 10k words, complete with character development and appearances from friends etc. I liked many more of their OS but there are just so many, you should check it out for yourself. [they wrote some nsfw and shallura]
- Not That Bad (68k): modern AU, socially anxious!Keith, lots and lots of fluff
- just like that (10k): canon verse, Lance struggles with his crush on Keith
this author just? makes reading feel so good? so relaxing?? Their style is focused on conveying emotions and flows really nicely, I strongly recommend to give it a try. [their newest story is nsfw and includes lancelot]
This author is super good with emotions. You always end up feeling what the characters are feeling and I’d definitely recommend going through their other fics as well - once again, there are just so many that I won’t list them all. [they wrote some nsfw and shallura]
Another author that has a fantastic style of writing and portrays the characters really well. Also another author that wrote so many good things that I can’t possibly put them all on here. [they wrote some nsfw, sheith, shklance, shallura- lots of stuff, check the tags]
- The Quiet (40k, WIP): ghost AU, lance is the ghost
- 7 Days Series (pt 1 - 30k, pt 2 - 30k, pt 3 - 4k): canon verse, lance/keith get turned into babies
Amazing writing, plot-orientated. Don’t let that fool you though, the emotions never fall short. [they wrote some shallura, shance and other ships - also their fics aren’t rated. the ones listed are entirely sfw]
This writer has a really fluent and nice style of writing and they somehow manage to easily let lots of characters interact. Everyone feels extremely in character and nothing feels forced. Also I know nothing about cars and yet their fics belong to my favorites, so give it a try. [they wrote some shallura]
- Barbie Girl (2k): modern AU, soulmate AU, continuation
I’m not sure whether it’s just me but no matter what fic of them I read, they always feel– soft. Easy. Something good for in-between. One of their fics (not the ones listed here) has some pretty heavy topics in it and yet I still feel like that. [they wrote some shallura]
This author is amazing at writing angst. It just always hits you right in the feels. Like damn. I adore their writing so much but ho boy I was too scared to click the one Chara Death fic they wrote. I couldn’t do that to myself, the two longer OS that I listed here already gave me enough feelings. [they wrote some shallura]
I really really really enjoy this author’s Lance!! He feels incredibly in character and I swear I can see him act in canon just like he does in the fics. Their style of writing is fluent, nice and adapts really well to the situation.
[I also really enjoy witty_name’s and freshia’s fics, both of whom usually put background shallura into their fics though so I couldn’t list them here]
Aaaand that’s it for now! :D If you have a specific length/specific topics/specific ratings in mind for what you want to read, feel free to send another message!! You can also visit the fic rec tag on my blog, maybe you’ll find something else there.
/EDIT: now there is a part two with some other of my favorite fics
Substitutions in magick and spellwork is where you replace an ingredient for a spell with another due to lack of the listed ingredient. This is often done when a witch does not have specific plants, herbs or crystals on hand for when working a spell. This is a very common practice especially when individuals are on a budget or are still “in the forest” so unable to get specific ingredients. This is also done when a spell calls for an obscure or hard to find or even endangered herb/plant such as white sage, mugwort, nightshade, wormwood, wolfsbane and other harder to come by plants that one could not normally find in a store or local gardens.
White Candles for any candle color
Rosemary for any herb/plant
Table Salt for any salt
Tap Water for any water
Clear Quartz for any crystal
Black Tea for any tea
Rose for any flower
Tobacco for any toxic herb/plant
Sage Incense for any incense
Olive Oil for any oil/carrier oil
Frankincense for any gum resin
Lemon for any citrus
Apple for any fruit
There are things in each “category” of ingredients for spells that are used for general over all substitution. Though these ingredients below can substitute for anything in their given category it does not mean that they are the best items to use for substitution in every spell. Why is that? Simply because each ingredient has different correspondences and though these items are “general” they have their own correspondences which can very much be different from what the spell is corresponding to.
An Example: Rosemary corresponds with protection, love, lust, mental powers, exorcism, purification, healing, sleep, youth. If you are using it in a spell for money it may not work as well as it would to substitute the missing herb with another herb that corresponds with money, wealth and prosperity. This is why the list above is simply for if you are in a pinch and you have absolutely nothing else to substitute in for it.
This is why it is better to go with intent based substitutions, for they tend to correspond better with the spell and are more likely to be successful. It is very easy to figure out other ingredients that work with a spell by seeing if the ingredient corresponds with the intent, such as does this crystal correspond with love in anyway? If so it is a good substitute for a love spell, if it doesn’t then it is a poor choice. This part is where you need to research yourself to ensure you are substituting things properly. Research the correspondences of what you have and see if they match with the spell you wish to find a substitute for.
Reworking is the process of changing the actions, procedures and steps of a spell to cater to either one’s own situation or to work with ingredients that have been substituted or are missing. Reworking works hand and hand with substitution. The reason this is, is because sometimes when we substitute ingredients we can no longer use the same processes done in the spell. This is common when we substitute something such as a water safe crystal with a non-water safe crystal for a potion or substituting an edible plant with a toxic one in an edible spell.
Here is an example scenario that will show us both the process of standard substitution and reworking.
A Spell for Protection requires you to have a bowl of water and some aloe. The process of the spell is soaking the aloe in the water for a short time then rubbing the herb on your wrists and forehead. You wish to do this spell but you have come across the problem of having no aloe. Below are some examples of how to substitute with this spell and how to rework it when necessary.
Solution Example: You happen to have mint which also corresponds with protection. Mint is a non-toxic plant and it is good for your skin as well as smells quite nicely. So you easily replace the aloe leaves with mint leaves instead and go about the spell as the steps instructs. This is an example of substitution that does not require any sort of reworking.
Solution Example: You have blueberries which correspond with protection that you can use though you would rather not rub blueberries onto your skin leaving a sticky stained mess. This is where reworking is required. Blueberries are edible so instead you soak the blueberries in the water and instead eat the blueberries and then use the water to anoint yourself.
Solution Example: You have wolfsbane but it’s highly toxic and should definitely not be soaked in water, rubbed on your skin or ingested. This is a prime example of absolutely having to rework the spell for safety reasons. In this case it would perhaps be best to have the wolfsbane in a bowl and use its energy to mentally anoint yourself. This requires most likely reworking most if not all of the spell.
Reworking actions in witchcraft without substituting ingredients. This is most common due to a person’s situation or location making certain spells difficult to do. A very common example of this type of reworking would be reworking a spell to not have a burning process due to the witch being unable to use fire or burn objects due to their situation such as apartment or dorm living, lung sensitivity to smoke or having their own doubts about being able to work safely with fire due to one reason or another. Below are some suggested reworking actions for common things that some people are unable to do for one reason or another.
Substitutes for Burning: tearing/shredding, soaking in water (if safe), burying (if safe), pouring ink onto, scribbling out, erasing, crumpling or crushing, painting over, pouring wax over, cutting up via scissors, taping up
Substitutes for Ingestion: water soaking, meditation with item nearby, energy work via harnessing the item’s energy, burning (if safe), touch/holding (if safe)
Substitutes for Speaking/Chanting: thought/mental chanting, written word, gesture/sign language, listening to music with lyrics that correspond with spell/intent, air writing with finger
Reworking for Spoonies
Often spells can be too draining for those with “limited spoons” to use. In these cases, reworking a spell may often become necessary to make it easier on the witch casting it. In cases of this, certain gestures or steps may be too draining or difficult for the witch to perform due to physical or mental health. First off, this is nothing to be ashamed of, it’s okay if some things make you too uncomfortable or are just too difficult for you to do. There’s no reason to feel like you can’t do spellwork because of it. You can still do the spell by reworking the areas that you have difficulty in.
An example of this could be that a spell requires a lot of movement, gestures and chanting to do. As someone with limited energy you may not be able to exhaust so much of it by moving around like that. Instead you could examine the spell and see why that part may be required, if it is a spell to bring energy or motivation it may be added as a step to help encourage and invigorate the caster but making it difficult for you. Instead you can in this case find something that you find gives you a bit of a “pep in your step” that won’t exhaust you as much. An example may be music, listening to exhilarating and upbeat music can get the energy flowing instead so removing the chanting and dancing with loud energy filled music playing as you cast the spell is an excellent solution.
Another example may be that a witch has some lung and breathing difficulties making it very difficult for them to burn things or use incense due to it affecting their airways. In this case, the witch can examine what the spell is having them burn such as a spell for money having them burn basil and chamomile. Instead this witch can choose to soak the herbs into water or place them in a bowl near an open window to let the breeze spread their energy. Or even simply turning the spell into a sachet or jar spell instead of a burning one.
Personalization of Spells
To personalize a spell is to put your own personal touch onto it. This may include adding an additional step, adding ingredients or substituting ingredients not out of necessity but out of personal preference.
Examples of personalizing spells:
Adding the extra ingredient of rice to a money spell because you see rice as very closely related to money in your own personal practice
Adding a chant to a silent spell because you prefer chanting to get into the “witchy spirit” of the spell
Changing the spell’s written language because it is not your native one/you prefer using a different language for witchcraft
Changing the sigil in the spell to one of your personal sigils that you have a better association to the intent with
Replacing clear quartz with citrine for an energy spell because you prefer the energy of citrine over clear quartz
There are many ways to customize and personalize a spell to make it so it works better for you on a personal level. It is something that you will find easier to do with time once you have discovered the ingredients and methods of witchcraft that you prefer doing.
*note: reworking/personalizing a spell does not make it fully yours. If you wish to post this reworked/personalized spell please link it to the original or source the original seeing it was someone else’s work that you modified here and there for your own needs. It’s just polite to credit people for their work.
are you familiar with the feeling of
oh-my-holy-moly-my-life-is-a-complete-mess? me too fam. but now, it’s time for
change. It’s time to get our shit together and here are some tips to get
note : this is just a beginning guide; which only
includes 1/100 of the tips to get you life together. I’ll probably make a
part two if this is helpful?
1. do notprocrastinate.
sounds crazy? but honestly, just don’t. procrastination
leads to stress and anxiety and helps you lose your shit.
but, how do we not procrastinate?
get things done early. remember that sheet of paper your
professor gave around in class having the list of all the assignments to
be done that semester? yes, do that work months before if you have
do your homework the day it’s given. (no watching tv before you do)
study in the time you’re actually studying. don’t go on your
phone half the time. If you’re doing that, you may as well put your
productivity is basically when you do mechanical work (i.e. stuff which
doesn’t require much brainpower) to get into the real “productivity”
zone. it helps you brain prepare for the big task ahead. here are some
things to do -
make your bed
do the dishes/laundry
clean your room (i know it’s messy yo)
get your closet together
empty your inbox (be it gmail or tumblr)
do a smol workout?
make a to-do list/ organize you calendar
do a easiest or the most enjoyable task off your to-do list
3. plan, plan and plan
your planner/bullet journal should be your best friend. plan those
essays you got to write, that research paper you have to do, down to the
time you need to go out for dinner with friends. Plan. Every. Single.
Thing. I. Really. Mean. It.
+ and follow up with those plans!! you have already wasted a lot of time on
planning, you hAVE to follow up with that planning, right?
4. wake up early
why? waking up early gives you the
time to do things slowly and carefully so that you get it perfect in one
go and your life isn’t a complete disastrous mess.
x wakes up at 7 am every morning, goes for a short run to wake
herself up and comes back to have hearty breakfast of eggs, bacon,
slices of bread and a mug of steaming hot tea. she starts on her work
after that, doing it without stressing about it. Then, after a nice hot
bath and a delicious lunch, she goes out to a cafe to work on her
online classes and to hang out with her friends. coming back home, she does a quick
workout, takes a shower and heads off to make dinner. Having an
early dinner, she spends the remaining few hours relaxing, drafting blog
posts and spending time with her dog. at 10 pm everyday, she heads
off to her bed, looking forward to a glorious tomorrow.
..sounds like a fairy-tale, right? you can definitely live it though.
In general, your day should have the following stuff -
sufficient hours of work using which you can get all your work done
a healthy breakfast, lunch and dinner (yep, no skipping meals)
a workout, generally of 15 - 30 minutes at the least
interaction with people, like hanging out with friends or family
sufficient sleep and resting time (preferably 8 hours of sleep)
a fixed routine consisting of you waking and sleeping at fixed time
a ‘me’ time at some point of the day where you don’t worry about work or anything and focus on relaxing after a long day.
6. believing that coffee sucks
why? its basically a drug and if you need three cups of it just to get
started on work, you’re going to have a really hard time during finals.
Instead, get enough sleep so that you have enough energy to study
without being a coffee addict. or you can even swap coffee for water. (hey, you’ll be more hydrated!)
side note - a cup of coffee per day is okay though. I love coffee too
and I totally feel you but don’t overdose on it, okay love?
some extra things to know about -
have a companion to keep you accountable at the start.
do have a laid-back day once in a while, you’re human after all.
balance work and play. reward yourself for shit done.
keep track of your spending, earnings, investments, etc.
being a perfectionist. seriously, you dont need to rewrite all those
notes, trust me (comes from a
don’t stress yourself out. getting your shit together is a journey and not a result.
remember, change will come. yes, it will; but only if you take action. start now.
also, on a side note - and this might seem very ironic, but
sometimes you don’t have to have your shit together. life is always a
mess and trust me when I say this, no one - yes no one - has their
shit together and sometimes it’s worth it to lead a messy life
and enjoy it without having any fixed rules and regulations like you
would have if you wanted that perfect life. enjoy the life you lead and
stay wonderful, loves!
Danny Phantom concept that I don’t think anyone thought about yet:
Every time I think about them, I feel as if they should definitely know each other? They both have that Stupid Hairstyle and they’re both crusty old fancy adults who are secretly ghosts taking advantage of teenagers and ruining lives
some tips for incoming college freshmen, based on the mistakes i made during my first year
✎ don’t get in the habit of skipping class for no reason. really. it might seem harmless (especially if attendance isn’t required) but it will most likely end up affecting you negatively. just go to class.
✎ try to be as organized as possible. organization can’t harm you and there are so many potential benefits to keeping your school and personal life in order.
✎ don’t be afraid to enjoy yourself. honestly, what’s the point if school is only ever miserable. there are so many ways to enjoy your experience at college, so take a break from your studies every once in a while. otherwise, you might find yourself hating school.
✎ that being said, don’t spend too much time socializing and partying. or, at least, don’t choose it over your school work altogether. you don’t want the social aspect of college to overpower the academic aspect. after all, you are most likely paying a lot of money to study there, and ignoring your studies will only harm you. find a balance.
✎ even if your classes don’t start until 2 in the afternoon, wake up at a reasonable time. it might be difficult if you’re used to sleeping in very late, but the morning is the perfect time to get some things done, and sleeping in until 10 minutes before your class does waste a lot of time. plus, you’ll probably do better in class if you didn’t just wake up.
✎ naps are good though! as long as you don’t nap during the whole day, napping is very beneficial.
✎ don’t get too involved in drama with other people. if your friend group becomes draining and exhausting because of drama, recognize that it might be better for you to take a step back.
✎ don’t get caught up in the idea of having the perfect “college experience.” do what you want to do, not what everyone else does or what you believe you’re supposed to do. there are different types of college experiences, and you don’t have to, for example, join a sorority/fraternity, go to parties, get drunk/high, etc. just because you think you’re supposed to as a college student.
✎ try to participate in class. i failed at this miserably because of my fear of talking to people lol, but it is best to be more involved in class discussions if you can. this is especially important when participation is part of your grade.
✎ if you have a roommate, don’t expect to be best friends with them. you can, but it’s not always best. in my experience, it tends to work best if you’re friendly with them, but you also have different groups of people you hang out with. this is based on preference though.
✎ get off of campus sometimes! depending on where you live, there may be a bunch of things you can do in your town with friends. you don’t want to always feel stuck at your school. that being said, there are probably a lot of things to do on campus too.
✎ if you have a source of income, try to be reasonable with your spending. you should definitely save some money for emergencies. and the money you do spend should be spent reasonably. this isn’t to say you should never spend money on things that you enjoy, but you definitely should have some sort of budget, or you might find yourself wasting all of your money on 2am trips to denny’s (if you’re me, that is).
✎ sometimes you may need to be alone. don’t feel bad telling your friends ‘no’ every once in a while. you may find it easiest to work alone, or you might just wanna relax without the pressure of being with other people. that’s okay! find a place on campus where you can be away from everyone sometimes.
edit: i have made a part two of this post which you can find here
SORRY I’VE BEEN SO ABSENT! lots of cramming and such before i head over to pittcon. but here’s a quick minncon overview! because everything’s so close together, i may not have one of these for pitt;;; but then i’ll have a month apart from cons to get some stuff taken care of!
the wednesday and thursday before the con were basically a vacation for my sister and myself! she actually splurged and got us Benedict Brother Bus tickets–and it was hilarious. that’s what the comic is from! rob did everything in his power to be My Dad
jenna also got to meet rich and louden swain, and she more or less spent the whole con convincing richard speight jr that she was the biggest fan of Speed 2 on the planet
i joined her and @truebluecas in swain’s auto line! she got a bunch of hilarious portraits she did drawn on and signed by the band, but i ended up having to draw billy on strob’s Suit & Tie album because billy peer-pressured me into it I’M SORRY STROB
also strob cosplayed mad sweeney and it was the most important thing i’ve ever experienced
i got to talk to rachel miner for the first time on pure chance! she was with meghan padalecki, and we ended up talking about poop shoveling for about 15 minutes until misha broke it up
thanks so much for the love, hugs, cake, little gifts, and the like. i should be back to regular arting soon!! INKTOBER IS UPON US