unbinded

Un-Binding Spell

A spell to proclaim the end of a relationship, or to remove somebody problematic/negative from your life. Note~ This is not a breakup spell, or a spell written specifically for love; it is rather a spell to move on after a conflict of any sort.

Written by Rainy-day-Witchcraft / Please do not remove source!

Materials:

  • Two black candles
  • Black ribbon
  • Red thread
  • Object of importance (It should be an object associated with this person; In this example, I will use a necklace)
  • Bottle or Jar
  • Knife/Athame

For extra power, perform on: First Quarter/Waning Half-Moon 


Step 1.

Carve both your name and the name of the other person into each candle with your knife or athame. (Sigils, symbols, or banishing words may also be carved)When this is done, anchor them both into the ground or surface straight across from each other, no more than a few inches. Be sure they will not move or fall over!


Step 2.

Tie the candles with either end of the black ribbon, chanting:

“This ribbon represents the bond which holds us together”

Tie the red threat to both, again, chanting:

“This thread represents the string of fate, binding us together”



After placing the object (necklace) in front of your candles; hold up your knife, and chant firmly and strongly:

“This knife represents our separation; I cut this bond with the power and will that will cause [Enter name here] to never return to my life or bring me [Enter emotion here/ Grief, saddness, anger, etc.] ever again.

So mote it be -”


Swing your knife down between the candles, rupturing or cutting both the ribbon and thread. It’s alright if they fall, or if the ribbon and thread do not break. Just take the knife and saw through the middle until they break completely. (Just do not let the flame go out!) When completely separated, proclaim:


“ - it is done.”



Step 3.

Place the object within the jar tangled up in the pieces of ribbon and thread, along with all negative energies and attractions you hold associated with the person. Quickly seal the lid and let the other person’s candle melt down over the top of the bottle, containing the spell. 


Step 4.

While the candle melts over the bottle, bring the candle with your name carved into it to a windowsill or table, and allow it to burn out. As the flame becomes lower and lower, it fills your life with positive energy and opportunity where that problematic person once was!


Step 5.

 

Collect the jar and dispose of it properly. You may keep it if you choose to do so, but ever breaking the seal will cause the spell to cease it’s magick; in other words, will no longer work! It is preferred that you bury it, but your disgarding method is up to you ~


Hopefully some of my fellow witches and magickal practicers find this helpful! Let my know if you have any questions or comments ~

➺ Rainy

I want your Monday morning sleep soaked eyes, dream drenched voice, lazy bones ‘five more minutes please babe.’

I want your Tuesday afternoon stretching break, glasses off, laughter on, ‘just hold me for a while, it’s been a hard day.’

I want your Wednesday evening fingers through you hair, teeth biting nails, neck extended, eye glazing, ‘this paperwork never ends’

I want your Thursday night wine for two, bones unbind, muscles let loose, flats, slacks, ‘just me and you’

I want your finally Friday full soul smile, sun sipping light from the glaciers in your eyes, fingers unfurl, hand extends, ‘come on babe, lets go wild’

I want your weekend, your movie marathon Saturday, reading by the fireplace, making love in the blankets 
I want your Sunday morning orange juice and cereal with blueberries, white sheets, tender skin, hair so friendly it’s standing up waving, ‘let’s not get out of bed today.’

I want your ordinary and your stress, rest, release I want your bad day and that terrible night
I want you drunk in my arms forgetting the place but never my name

I want your lazy and your lonely and your fist full of fight
I want you everyday in every way for the rest of my life.
I want forever as partners, husband and wife.
I want our love to always come first.
I’m yours on bended knees.
—  mardybryant
Cherry Lip Bomb (Totally Spies Inspired Spell)

A spell to break through any barriers that prevent you from speaking openly; promotes speaking with confidence.

You will Need:

  • Cherry Lip Balm (or any sort of lip balm)
  • Thyme
  • Water

Steps:

  1. In a jar place some thyme and water. Screw the lid shut and place in a window overnight to charge and infuse the water.
  2. Come morning take the jar of water and bring it to where you are getting read.
  3. With your lip balm and begin putting it on focusing on how it is unbinding and removing the ‘stitches’ that hold your mouth shut and keeps you from speaking.
  4. Dip your dominate pointer finger into the thyme water and gently dab it on your lips but not enough to wash off your lip balm. Imagine as you dab on the water, your lips glowing strong and red. 
  5. Rub lips together to finish the spell and mix in the last of the thyme infused water

I want your Monday morning
sleep soaked eyes
dream drenched voice,
lazy bones
‘five more minutes please babe.’

I want your Tuesday afternoon
coffee break,
glasses off, laughter on
‘just hold me for a while
it’s been a hard day.’

I want your Wednesday evening
fingers through hair
teeth nibbling nails
neck craning, eye glazing
‘this paperwork never ends’

I want your Thursday night
drinks for two
bones unbind
muscles let loose
flats, slacks,
‘just me and you’

I want your finally Friday
stretch soul smile,
sun sipping light
from the glaciers in your eyes
fingers unfurl, hand extends
‘c’mon babe, lets go wild’

I want your weekend.
your movie marathon Saturday
reading by the fireplace
kissing in the blankets
want your Sunday morning
orange juice and pancakes
white sheets, tender skin
hair like the Fourth of July
‘let’s not get out of bed today.’

I want your ordinary
and your stress, rest, release
I want your bad day and that terrible night
I want you drunk in my arms
forgetting the place but never my name
I want your lazy and your lonely
and your fist full of fight
I want you everyday
in every way
for the rest of my life.

— 

yet unknown writer

This is the kind of love I want to find one day.

(found it on Berlin-artparasites –someone pls find me the author of this quote)

cool thing the shadowbinder does

for exalted hatchlings:

- unbinds and can make their shadow. their shadow is also their play mate since her realm can get a little scary for those who are not use to it.

- gives out lanterns full of glowing mushrooms.

- GLOWING FACE PAINT.

- very, very tame fun houses.

- shadow shows. there’s a giant amphitheater that has a rock wall where shadow dragons came come and project shadow figures with their hands/claws to tell Shadow Flight lore.

Signs I’m about to have a very interesting weekend: -I’m going camping with some friends I literally made last week. -I don’t even know some of the people I’m camping with. -there will be drinking/smoking. -nobody in the group has actually asked me if I’m trans yet but they all know I go by Will but my name on Facebook is M****. -it’s 3 nights and 4 days in a cabin in the woods with near strangers. -I’m going to have to unbind at some point.

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for the bible tells me so: L A Z A R U S  O F  B E T H A N Y

“When he had said these things, he cried out with a loud voice, ‘Lazarus, come out.’ The man who had died came out, his hands and feet bound with linen strips, and his face wrapped with a cloth. Jesus said to them, ‘Unbind him, and let him go.’” John 11:1-44 (ESV)

Unbinding

Last month I posted a prologue to a story I never ended up writing. It was a soulmate AU that just never quite worked out the way I wanted it to, so I dropped it. I’ve gotten a few requests to write some drabbles/one-shots in that verse. So here you all go ;) 

Alternatively, you can read this on AO3

Felicity Smoak is 7 years old when her father abandons her. Up until now, her life has been perfect. She’s had everything she’s ever wanted. But when her father leaves, he takes her entire world with him.

There’s no explanation. He leaves no note. The only signs that anything is amiss are her crying mother, his missing things, and an empty chair at the dinner table. It’s for the best that he doesn’t try to explain himself. There are no words he could possibly say to make any of it okay.

Felicity feels like she’s dying. It’s like somebody reached into her chest and ripped her heart from her body. She can’t breathe. She is utterly gutted by his abandonment.

And then… she’s not.

At least, she’s not drowning in feelings of inadequacy and loneliness like she should be. The sadness is still there, but it’s also mixed with something else. A foreign emotion that she can’t quite place.

It’s almost like… hope?

Whatever it is, it doesn’t come from her. It’s pushing it’s way into her heart and making itself at home, despite having no logical reason to be there.

Her mother smiles when she listens to Felicity try and explain her feelings. She uses a word that Felicity has only ever heard in storybooks and movies.

Soulmate.

Keep reading

I was unbinding the tape from the skis and I was looking through the window. I saw that he was far and everybody stood up and blocked out my view. I was… maybe not surprised but impressed. That’s how I made the face. It might look funny. Well, Internet surfers are always alert.
—  Maciej Kot on the memes that came out after the team competition in Vikersund, when everybody was watching Robert Johansson’s world record and Maciek made a funny face, RawAir, World Cup 2016/2017
That which nature binds, nature also unbinds; that which the psyche binds, the psyche also unbinds.
— 

Porphyry, Sentences, 8.

[Ὃ ἔδησεν ἡ φύσις, τοῦτο φύσις λύει, καὶ ὃ ἔδησεν ἡ ψυχὴ, τοῦτο αὐτὴ λύει]

Stargate SG -1 - Sentence Meme
  • "What if the aliens get it?".
  • "I have nowhere to go".
  • "Ah, good! I feel much better".
  • "If you don't make it... can I have your stereo?".
  • "How is it that you always manage to come up with the worst case scenario?".
  • "A map would be nice".
  • "We'll cross that bridge when we come to it".
  • "We are ______. You would be wise to unbind us and kneel before your goddess".
  • "What do you mean, 'disappeared'?".
  • "I didn't know you could cook".
  • "Alright, when you were in this alternate reality, were there differences?".
  • "Wait. Didn't that seem just a little too easy?".
  • "Kneel before your god!".
  • "Could you keep an eye on this plant thing for me".
  • "Your videotaping a plant".
  • "Oh, I was so hoping never to see you again".
  • "it's just a deep bleeding gash, but it'll be fine".
  • "I'm feeling much better, thank you".
  • "You are not of this world".
  • "Oh, if you only knew how ridiculous that was".
  • "Not to worry. If it comes down to it, I have a plan!".
  • "You know, you blow up one sun, and suddenly everyone expects you to walk on water".
Spell to Crack a Witch’s Ward

Get a spool of thread. 
Begin to unravel it. 
“Retexo, Renodo, Resolvo…” 
Repeatedly chant this as you unwind the thread. Hear your words echo everywhere. Make them crack the wards. 
Unravel their protection. Unbind their magic. Undo their ward. 
Continue until the thread runs out. 
Bury the spool.
For extra measure in making sure they won’t just be able to hoist up another spell, burn the thread and blow it in their direction. 
“Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.” 

darnath  asked:

Hey if you have time anywhere between now and Monday could you look into getting whatever runes or spells aligned to get arcane power and waterlines to the east side of Sunspire? Whatever manpower you need take please! I've included a map of the houses in question, but apparently that whole area's never been connected. Thanks! Hope you're well! Oh and I had questions about that titan project if you find time to speak. Double thanks! - Riz

Riz

It took some persuading, but there is now light and even heat in Sunspire, as you requested. It’s a little bit more than what you asked for, but I felt inspired to bind fire runes in the homes and buildings of the town as the way to see this done. Don’t worry, they are bound to only glow, no flames will emit from them, and they can be commanded to dim or brighten their light or heat with simple words, like: brighter, warmer, dimmer, cooler, dark.

Should anyone succeed at unbinding them, or try to tamper with them, they will simply go up in a puff of smoke, no harm done. I thought very carefully to ensure this fail-safe, before weaving them.

It goes without saying that I left Kurel’s cabin alone.

I’ve secured some deals with my syndicate resources to get whatever materials will be needed for the waterlines, and all should be ready by the time you get this. I got the best prices in the markets for the port, but there will need to be payment. People with more skill at architecture and engineering should have the job of building the lines, though, I think. Best talk that over with Blaque.

I can, however, conjure a source for the water to keep flowing from, just tell me where you need it and it will be done. I have what artifacts I would need to do this.

Colpeia and I bound the magic in the Titan defenses for the port, but Halenvar would be the one to talk to about mechanics and technical specs. He’s going to be a captain in our port soon enough. How about that, eh?

~Aranya

@rizzythemonk @kurel-andiel @mrblaque @halenvar @beamgully @sunspireport @eclipsesyndicatewra

I want your Monday morning
Sleep-soaked eyes,
Dream-drenched voice, lazy bones,
“Five more minutes please, babe.”
I want your Tuesday afternoon
Coffee break, glasses off, laughter on,
“Just hold me for a while, it’s been a hard day.”
I want your Wednesday evening
Fingers through hair, teeth nibbling nails,
Neck craning, eyes glazing,
“This paper work never ends.”
I want your Thursday night
Drinks for two, bones unbind,
Muscles let loose, flats, slacks,
“Just me and you.”
I want your finally Friday
Stretched soul smile,
Sun sipping light from the
Glaciers in your eyes,
Fingers unfurl, hand extends,
“C'mon babe, let’s go wild.”
I want your weekend.
Your movie marathon Saturday
Reading by the fireplace,
Kissing in the blankets.
I want your Sunday morning
Orange juice and pancakes,
White sheets, tender skin,
Hair like the fourth of July,
“Let’s not get out of bed today.”
I want your ordinary and
Your stress, rest, release
I want your bad day and that terrible night
I want you drunk in my arms,
Forgetting the place but never my name
I want your lazy and your lonely
And your fist full of fight
I want you every day in every way
For the rest of my life
—  //a.m//
let’s learn about qiu jin (badass feminist!!!)

so i was doing an anthropology paper on foot binding when i stumbled upon this women from the early 1900′s and lemme tell u a thing 

  • qiu heavily advocated for women’s independence and rights in china
  • she left her abusive husband to go to Japan for an education
  • painfully unbound her feet as a symbolic plea for young girls to do the same. she encouraged young girls to be independent and unbind their feet so they wouldn’t have to depend on a man to live daily life. (“Unbinding my own feet to undo the poisoned years / Arousing the souls of a hundred flowers to passionate movement,”) 
  • she constantly broke gender roles and dressed in men’s clothing and trained in swordplay
  • she had an alleged lesbian lover
  • founded her own chinese feminist journal 
  • she became a teacher and used her school as a secret cover to train revolutionary fighters
  • in conclusion, qiu jin was a badass feminist that fought for women’s rights and empowered women to stand up to societal expectations and everyone should know about her 

✨the more u know✨

I want your Monday morning
sleep soaked eyes
dream drenched voice,
lazy bones
‘five more minutes please babe.’

I want your Tuesday afternoon
coffee break,
glasses off, laughter on
‘just hold me for a while
it’s been a hard day.’

I want your Wednesday evening
fingers through hair
teeth nibbling nails
neck craning, eye glazing
‘this paperwork never ends’

I want your Thursday night
drinks for two
bones unbind
muscles let loose
flats, slacks,
‘just me and you’

I want your finally Friday
stretch soul smile,
sun sipping light
from the glaciers in your eyes
fingers unfurl, hand extends
‘c’mon babe, lets go wild’

I want your weekend.
your movie marathon Saturday
reading by the fireplace
kissing in the blankets
want your Sunday morning
orange juice and pancakes
white sheets, tender skin
hair like the Fourth of July
‘let’s not get out of bed today.’

I want your ordinary
and your stress, rest, release
I want your bad day and that terrible night
I want you drunk in my arms
forgetting the place but never my name
I want your lazy and your lonely
and your fist full of fight
I want you everyday
in every way
for the rest of my life.

- yet unknown writer

Painting by Martine Johanna (pixelated)

anonymous asked:

Everyone thinks Weiss has binders on their combat outfits so their chest doesn't get in the way of their fighting but in reality its because they're non-binary. They aren't very good at binding though and sometimes it hurts so thats when they let it hang loose. Or at least, this is the way it was until they met their datefriend Blake, who is a non-binary binding DEITY. Weiss would never need to unbind again. Blake was so good at helping Weiss retain comfort.

-lays down-
Too pure…….