1. favourite colour(s)? 2. least favourite colour(s)? 3. do you wear glasses/contacts? 4. are you colour blind? 5. what are you seeing right now?
S O U N D
6. favourite band(s) or artist(s)? 7. top five songs? 8. favourite instrumental track(s)? 9. favourite non-musical sound? 10. what are you hearing right now?
S M E L L
11. are you very sensitive to smell? 12. favourite scent? 13. opinion on the smell of blown-out candles? 14. what does your shampoo smell like? 15. do you like to wear perfume/cologne?
T A S T E
16. favourite fruit? 17. favourite non-alcoholic drink? 18. worst thing you’ve ever tasted? 19. do you enjoy any unusual food combinations that others find unappealing? 20. what flavour gum do you usually chew?
T O U C H
21. do you often rip/cut the tags off of your clothes? 22. any specific textures that bother you? 23. do you have a high pain tolerance? 24. softest article of clothing that you (have) own(ed)? 25. are you a good hugger?
O T H E R
26. do you ever feel like you have a sixth sense? in what way(s)? 27. any prophetic dreams? 28. have you ever had your fortune told? (did it prove to be accurate?) 29. has anyone “read your mind” before? 30. have you witnessed any “miracles” or strange coincidences?
I Think I’m in Love With My Tutor (Newt x Ravenclaw!Reader)
**Not my gif**
Heyyyy!!!! First ilysm, second, can you do a newt x ravenclaw! reader and she is forced to tutor him for his bad subjects but they end up liking each other!! FLUFFY PLZTAHNK YOU - @just-a-bit-odd
THIS IS THE LONGEST FIC I’VE WRITTEN AT 1777 WORDS AND I LOVE IT TO PIECES I’M SO PROUD OF MYSELF AND I HOPE YOU ALL LOVE IT AS WELL
You were Y/N L/N, one of the brightest Ravenclaws at Hogwarts. The top in all your classes and well-liked by your teachers and peers.
It was the end of your potions class. You neatly tucked your book and quills into your bag and were on your way out the door, but your professor stopped you.
“It appears one of my Hufflepuff students has been struggling with his work. If he fails my class, he’ll have to take it again.”
“And what do you need me for?” you questioned.
“Since you’re one of the best students, I figured you could tutor him. I’ll gladly give you some extra credit for it, though I’m sure you don’t need it.
“Lovely. Who is this boy?”
Your mind starting racing. Oh Merlin. The adorable Hufflepuff with the freckles and always smells like cinnamon but no one knows why? The one that loves nothing more than magical beasts and creatures?
You snapped out of your daze. “What? Oh–uh–yes, of course I’ll tutor him.”
“Thank you. He tends to daydream during class. Once he nearly dropped his baby bowtruckle… oh what’s its name… Stickett? Kickett? Something like that. Starting tomorrow you will meet in the library an hour before dinner,” your professor finished.
You nodded. “I won’t let you down, professor. But there is one more thing I need.”
“And what is that?”
“Could you write me a late pass?”
**Time skip to next day**
Your potions books were neatly stacked in your arms as you quickly made your way to the library. You were very eager to see Newt, even though you were pretty sure he had never heard of you.
You are not going to make a fool out of yourself, Y/N! You thought to yourself.
You kicked open the library door since you were holding books, which earned you a lovely “SHH!” and a stern glare from Madam Pince. You flinched and mouthed a quick “sorry” and walked behind a bookshelf out of her sight to the table where you saw Newt sitting. He appeared to be talking quietly to a tiny, green stick-like creature.
You set your books down, causing him to rapidly look up and the creature to scramble and bury himself in Newt’s breast pocket.
“O-oh, hello. I didn’t see you there,” Newt said.
You smiled. “I’m sorry I startled you and your… uh… pet?”
Newt cocked his head and then realized what you were talking about. “Oh! That’s Pickett, my bowtruckle. He has some attachment issues.” Pickett popped his head out of Newt’s pocket at the sound of his name.
“He’s quite adorable,” you replied, observing the bowtruckle.
The little bowtruckle made a tiny squeaking noise as to say “thank you.”
Newt smiled in the cutest, dorkiest way possible. No one had ever complimented his creatures before. “He likes you.”
“I would hope so,” you said. “Now let’s get started on your studies, Newt.”
Newt all of a sudden flushed a deep shade of red. “Uh… what if I told you I didn’t know your name…?”
You chuckled. “No need to be embarrassed. It’s Y/N L/N.”
“That’s very pretty…,” he whispered under his breath thinking you couldn’t hear him.
“What? Did you say my name is pretty?”
Newt’s eyes got unbelievably large and his cheeks unbelievably pink. “What? Oh–uh–no! I mean it is–but–!”
You cut him off with a giggle. “It’s fine! Don’t beat yourself up.”
Newt looked utterly relieved.
“So, shall we begin?”
You spent the next hour going over potion basics with Newt.
“Okay. How long does it take to brew polyjuice potion?”
Newt knit his eyebrows. “Isn’t it… ten minutes to twelve hours?” Newt answered
“Well… you’re close. That’s how long the effects last. To brew the actual potion takes one month,” you corrected in a kind tone.
“Sorry… potions has never been my best subject.”
“Don’t apologize. Care of magical creatures has never been my best subject,” you said, trying to make him feel better. “But I need to know this in order to help you learn. Do you really just not understand potions at all or do you just not pay attention?”
Newt thought for a moment and then turned a light shade of crimson. “I guess a bit of both…?”
Hearing this, Pickett popped out of his pocket and whacked Newt’s face with his slim, green twig-like arm before ducking back down.
“Newt.” You spoke in a stern tone.
He sighed. “Fine! I don’t pay attention… it’s not interesting to me.”
You nodded. “I understand, but it’s important if you want to pass your N.E.W.T.S. and graduate. It’d be kind of sad if you fail a test that literally has your name in it. But that’s why I’m here, to make sure you ace it.” You glanced at the dusty old clock on the wall. It was time for dinner. “Well, we ought to get going to the Great Hall. Same time tomorrow?”
Newt nodded. “Yes. Thank you, Y/N. For tutoring an idiot like me.”
“Newt! Don’t say that to yourself. By the time N.E.W.T.S. roll around, you’ll be a pro with potions.”
You closed your books, picked them up, and went on your way to the Great Hall.
Newt stayed seated, thinking. When the professor told me I was being assigned a tutor, I didn’t expect it to be the lovely Ravenclaw girl that sits in front of me in Charms. I wonder if she sees me the same way… Oh, Newton, what are you thinking? This is just charity work.
The same time for the next two weeks, you met Newt in the library to read from your books and quiz Newt’s knowledge on potions. But today you wanted more hands-on with potions. You asked your professor if you could use the potions for what was next in your book: amortentia. Your professor trusted you and granted you permission as long as you or Newt didn’t drink it and got rid of the extremely powerful love potion straight after. Of course you accepted the rules; you would never use a potion to win someone’s heart. You would hate knowing that someone loved you only because you drugged them.
The professor informed Newt of this location change during his class.
You were patiently waiting in the potions room alone, standing beside a cauldron. Originally you were going to get there early and have all the ingredients laying out and ready to be used, but you decided to leave that to Newt. After all, he had to learn somehow.
After five minutes, Newt came stumbling through the door, panting.
“S-so sorry I’m late,” he panted. “There was a–uh–incident, in the forest.”
You chuckled at how cute he looked. “No worries. Anywho, today I’ll be teaching you about amortentia. You know what that is, right?”
He nodded. “An extremely powerful love potion.”
You smiled. “Correct. Are you familiar with the ingredients?”
“Uh… I think I know two. Ashwinder eggs and… peppermint?”
“You’re right.” Newt grinned when he heard this. “The others are rose thorns, powdered moonstone, and a pearl dust. Now, would you please get them from the shelves?”
Being a wizard and all, Newt whipped out his wand and accio-ed all the ingredients to him which he then placed on the table in a neat, orderly line.
You clapped your hands together. “Wonderful!” You grabbed one of your potions books and flipped the amortentia page and lay it out for Newt to see. “I’m not going to help you brew it.”
Newt’s face dropped a bit.
“However, I will let you know if you’re doing something wrong that could result in the deaths of both of us. Got it?”
“Y-yes,” Newt answered, tad worried.
“Then go ahead get started.”
Surprisingly (but not so surprisingly since you’re the best tutor ever), Newt did everything right. The amount of each ingredient was correct, and he stirred them in the correct way, counterclockwise. Once he was finished, the potion was shiny and steam lifted in a spiral shape.
Newt set the ladle down. “Did I do it right?”
You nodded and smiled. “Perfectly!” You leaned over the cauldron and inhales it’s scent. “Hmm… F/S, F/S, and… huh… I can’t make out that last one… What does it smell like to you?”
Newt sniffed the potion. “Clean wool, cocoa… and…,” His eyes got large.
You looked at Newt with concern. “Is something wrong? What is it?”
Newt turned his gaze to the floor. “Your hair…,” he whispered, nearly inaudible.
You blushed. “It smells like my hair?” you said quietly. Your mind was racing. MERLIN I’m something he loves!!!
“Yes…” Newt replied just as quiet as last time.
You gently put a finger under his chin and tilted it up to look you in the eyes. “That’s okay… because my third smell was your hair.”
Newt blushed immensely. Pickett suddenly appeared out of his pocket and squeaked.
What happened next was something you’d never thought Newt Scamander would do in a million years.
Newt quickly leaned in and kissed you. It only lasted a second before he pulled away to
look at you in complete silence. But then you grabbed his collar and pulled him in for another kiss, this one longer and full of passion. Newt’s hands feebly found there way to your waist (aw he’s such a cute muffin) while yours tangled themselves in his light brown curls.
When you had to pull away for air, you were all smiles.
“Y/N, you probably already realized this but… I love you,” Newt said.
“You should have seen me when I was told I was going to get to tutor you… I love you too, Newt.”
Pickett popped out again and made a mad squeaking noise.
You giggled. “You too, Pickett.”
Newt looked at the clock. “We’re five minutes late for dinner, we should get going. I assume tomorrow’s session will be more… interesting?”
You raised your eyebrows and laughed. “Wow, Newt. And I thought you were innocent! You go ahead to the Great Hall, I need to get rid of this amortentia.”
Instead of walking out the door, Newt came around behind you and wrapped his arms around you tightly, resting his chin on your head. “I’m not leaving without you.”
“Aw, you’re so sweet.”
“And the Slytherins said I could never get a girlfriend,” he said and kissed your head.
You leaned back into his embrace.“Well, we’ll show them, won’t we?”
“Am I allowed to carry you to the Great Hall?”
AHH I hope you enjoyed it just as much as I do! Please let me know what you thought of it!
If you are relatively new to Witchcraft, don’t worry. Interpreting tarot cards and even just finding where to get them is a lot simpler than people make it sound. Although you could always go for the complicated, tedious, mystical way of reading tarot cards, you honestly don’t have to. So here is my very, very, VERY long spew of tarot advice. Hope all of you find something helpful in here and if you have any questions at all, just message me!
Tarot cards don’t have to be tarot cards. What? Long story short, what I mean by this is that you don’t actually have to use flat out tarot cards for your divination. All you really have to do is go to a nearby dollar store and pick up a standard deck of playing cards. Yep, it’s that simple. Using them may be a tad bit different from regular tarot cards, but there is no doubt that you will be able to use them as every bit as efficiently as tarot cards.
If you aren’t satisfied with some playing cards, that is perfectly okay. Finding a real deck of tarot cards isn’t that difficult. First look for a nearby pagan store. It can be any kind of pagan store really, because any of them will most likely have some. If you don’t have access to any pagan stores, then you can easily find a deck online. Here are a few good tarot sets:
-Luminous Spirit Tarot Deck by Labyrinthos
-The Wild Unknown Tarot Deck by Kim Krans (available on Urban Outfitters)
-The Prisma Visions Tarot Deck by James R. Eads
-Spirit Speak Tarot Deck by Mary Elizabeth Evans
-Vessel Oracle Tarot Deck
Once you have acquired a decent set (around 35 or more cards), you can begin the process of bonding with your deck. Yes, you could just start right from the get-go, but nothing truly inspirational will begin to happen until you have mastered the personality of your specific deck. By the way, it is perfectly fine to have and use multiple decks, but make sure they are well-equipped for the job.
Moving along, here is my advice on getting to know your deck. Spend time with it. You won’t truly understand how it works and flows until you can understand it’s specifics. Some tips to get to know your cards:
-Play with them. Shuffle the cards, ask a question, and pull out a random card. Just hold the deck in your hands and feel the edges, their texture, their material, how they fold and move.
-Look very closely at their images. What do they depict? What do the pictures mean to you? What do they represent? Focus on the colors, name the shades, figure out which ones are your favorite.
-Breathe in the smell of your cards. What do they smell like? What does the smell remind you of? Is it nostalgic or unfamiliar? Do you like the smell? If you don’t, learn to listen to your cards. Or just spritz some lavender spray on them, or whatever herb you like.
-Sleep next to your deck. This one may sound a little weird at times, but it makes sense. You will fall asleep with your cards in mind, therefore allowing you to mull them over all night long. When you wake up, they’ll be the first thing to greet you, and you’ll be reminded of them yet again.
-Use your cards for basic divination. Start with asking questions, playing little games, and whatnot before you move on. Then, work your way up the scale. Begin predicting little things or feelings you will experience throughout your day, ask more complex questions, and so on. Eventually your cards will age and develop some trusty experience, therefore readying them for more serious and difficult magic.
After bonding with your deck, it is all primed and ready for magic.
Each deck has it’s own personality. Some are tricksters, others are gentle and compliant, while yet others are sassy and temperamental. Some decks are frustrating or angering at first, and that’s okay. Once you bond with your deck over time, you will be able to manipulate it and control it’s wildness. Once you can predict your deck’s next move and determine what it means, you are ready.
What are you ready for? Deep magic, of course. Predicting long-term events, strengthening your magic even further, challenging your mind and soul, and so on. Work your way up the food chain of divination until you can confidently say that you know exactly what you’re doing. Have fun and happy bewitching!
To be used to anoint the brow and temples before astral work; to aid in the crossing of Hedge and the lifting of Veil.
On a Monday, during the Moon Hour, or under a Pisces Moon, have with you a pinch each of the following ingredients:
• Frankincense - Promotes divinity, creates a sacred atmosphere for your working (this is important, you’re not crossing the hedge to go to the supermarket or run errands, you’re crossing in search of a magickal and meaningful experience, Frankincense will guide you there).
• Myrrh - Has much the same use as Frankincense. The two are commonly used together, the reason being that both resins are two sides of the same coin: divinity; Frankincense embodies the sacredness of the Sun, and Myrrh embodies that of the Moon. As such they are most powerful when used in conjunction with one another.
• Mugwort - The quintessential astral traveller’s plant. It is often smoked for its mild trance-inducing properties (due to the chemical compound Thujone, which is a natural sedative), and for its aid in vivid dreams and astral experiences.
• Sage - To ensure the safety of the hedgewitch while crossing the Veil.
• Camomile - To further calm the witch and create a peaceful atmosphere for hedge-crossing.
• Jasmine - Much the same as Camomile, it eases the mind into a place of calm receptivity. Plus i just love its scent.
• A carrier oil of your choosing. I used grape seed.
• Mortar & pestle.
• A clean jar.
Take a few deep breaths and centre yourself–you want to be in a nice peaceful atmosphere while you create this oil.
One-by-one, take each ingredient in the palm of your hand and focus on its nature; think of the above-listed properties, in what way will it aid you? Behold it physically; what does it feel like to the touch? What of its smell? Engage yourself for a moment with each plant, before gently dropping it into your mortar & pestle.
Once you’re done with that, it’s time to grind them up. Focus on the act of grinding all of their magickal identities together, to create a concoction of true power. ‘Tis needful for the practitioner to use this grinding as a time of intention-setting; mindlessly grinding plant parts together and hoping it will work is simply not enough. So take your time with it, put your spirit into it, mentally climb inside the mortar with your plants and behold the melding of their nature.
Once you are pleased with the texture of your mixture (it should appear as a coarse, leafy powder) empty it into your jar and cover with the carrier oil. As with any infusion of oil and plant, let it sit for a few months at the least, in a cool, dark place, shaking the jar regularly. After the allotted time of infusion is up, strain out what’s left of the plant pieces and enjoy the new addition to your hedge-crossing arsenal.
**Please note: this is not a Flying Ointment. Rubbing it all over yourself and hoping to be shot into the astral will bear no fruits; it must be used in conjunction with astral work**
Would you be willing to share the astral weapon exercise? I do not know mine and I'm not sure how to access them
Sorry this took me so long! I was
deciding how I wanted to share this. Normally this is a simple
exercise that I walk people through, and eventually I may set up
something where people can donate a small fee for that one on one
time. For now though, I don’t see any problem with sharing the basics
of what I do. This is specifically a low level astral traveling (or
bilocating). It is also in that interesting space where astral travel
and meditation tend to intersect. While you are within this exercise
is it vital for you to understand that there are no right or wrong
answers. Whatever you experience is valid.
Because this is bilocating, you will be
experiencing an astral space and in your physical body at the same
time. This adds some unique benefits. For one you can record you
experiences as you go. I like pen and paper, but computer or even a
voice recorder work as well.
Things you need for this exercise:
A quiet space
Notebook and Pen (optional)
1.So you’re going to want to start by
grounding and protecting. Casting a circle works well too if that’s
something you do.
2. Then you take a moment to get into a
meditative state. However you usually meditate is fine.
3. After you’ve reached a peaceful and
collected mental state, imagine yourself walking deeper inside of
yourself (Remember, this time we aren’t going anywhere external. You
want to stay within your own headspace. You can create a headspace,
or allow one to form. Either is fine.) Start one step at a time.
Allow a space to open up before you.
4. Take a moment to experience this space.
5. Then when you feel ready, call up your
shield. Don’t worry about the details, rather observe as it forms
before you. What does it feel like? What does it sound like? Is there
6. When you’re done exploring your shield,
reach down and grab your weapon. Again don’t worry about details,
just reach down and grab it. Allow it to form in your hand. Now
observe it. What does it look like? What does it feel like? Is there
a smell? A texture?
7. After you’ve taken a moment to observe,
let it go and allow it to disintegrate back from wherever it came
8. To get back, just imagine walking back
out and into your body.
9. Stretch. Drink some water. Relax. Then
you can read what you’ve written, and see what you came up with.
Just remember. Your strongest form of
defense will always be whatever you’ve practiced.
*If you use this exercise, reblog with
your weapon! So far no weapon has been alike and I’m curious to see
what all comes up!