🕯️ bleeding candle spell 🕯️

a candle spell meant to cauterize an emotional wound. 

🕯️ gather: healing crystals, rose petals, rock salt, rosemary, a red and white candle each.

🕯️ form a circle with the rock salt

🕯️ arrange rose petals and crystals around the edge

🕯️ place the white candle in the center

🕯️ light the red candle and drip wax onto the white candle

🕯️ speak aloud of the ways you are moving on and healing, or plan to.

🕯️ place a pinch of rosemary into the white candle’s wick

🕯️ light the white candle with the red, and burn the rosemary. 

🕯️ blow out candles when you feel ready. 

Dance With The Devil
Immortal Technique
Dance With The Devil

warning: this song is pretty graphic

to fully understand the story of the song

read the lyrics below while you listen

I once knew a nigga whose real name was William
His primary concern, was making a million
Being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen
He used to fuck movie stars and sniff coke in his dreams
A corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen
Nigga never had a father and his mom was a fiend
She put the pipe down, but for every year she was sober
Her son’s heart simultaneously grew colder
He started hanging out, selling bags in the projects
Checking the young chicks, looking for hit-and-run prospects
He was fascinated by material objects
But he understood money never bought respect
He built a reputation ‘cause he could hustle and steal
But got locked once and didn’t hesitate to squeal
So criminals he chilled with didn’t think he was real
You see, me and niggas like this have never been equal
I don’t project my insecurities on other people
He fiended for props like addicts with pipes and needles
So he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil
A feeble-minded young man with infinite potential
The product of a ghetto-bred capitalistic mental
Coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed
Dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed
But he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed

Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences
You probably only did a month for minor offences
Ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance
But then again there’s always the wicked that knew in advance
Dance forever with the devil on a cold cell block
But that’s what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock
Devils used to be gods angels that fell from the top
There’s no diversity because we’re burning in the melting pot

So Billy started robbing niggas, anything he could do
To get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew
Starting fights over little shit, up on the block
Stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock
Working overtime for making money for the crack spot
Hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine
fulfilling the Scarface fantasy stuck in his brain
Tired of the block niggas treating him the same
He wanted to be major like the cut-throats and the thugs
But when he tried to step to 'em, niggas showed him no love
They told him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs
Any bitch nigga with a gun can bust slugs
Any nigga with a red shirt can front like a blood
Even Puffy smoked a motherfucker up in a club
But only a real thug can stab someone till they die
Standing in front of them, staring straight into their eyes
Billy realized that these men were well-guarded
And they wanted to test him before business started
Suggested raping a bitch to prove he was cold-hearted
So now he had a choice between going back to his life
Or making money with made men, up in the cife
His dreams about cars and ice made him agree
A hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be
And so he met them Friday night at a quarter to three

Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences
You probably only did a month for minor offences
Ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance
But then again there’s always the wicked that knew in advance
Dance forever with the devil on a cold cell block
But that’s what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock
Devils used to be gods angels that fell from the top
There’s no diversity because we’re burning in the melting pot

They drove around the projects slow while it was raining
Smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment
Until they saw a woman on the street walking alone
Three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home
And so they quietly got out the car and followed her
Walking through the projects, the darkness swallowed her
They wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor
“This is it kid, now you got your chance to be raw.”
So Billy yoked her up and grabbed the chick by the hair
And dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there
She struggled hard but they forced her to go up the stairs
They got to the roof and then held her down on the ground
Screaming, “Shut the fuck up and stop moving around!”
The shirt covered her face, but she screamed and clawed
So Billy stomped on the bitch, 'til he broken her jaw
Them dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doing
They kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving
Blood leaking through the cloth, she cried silently
And then they all proceeded to rape her violently
Billy was made to go first, but each of them took a turn
Ripping her up, and choking her until her throat burned
Her broken jaw mumbled for God but they weren’t concerned
When they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and bruised
One of them niggas pulled out a brand new twenty-two
They told him that she was a witness for what she’d gone through
And if he killed her he was guaranteed a spot in the crew
He thought about it for a minute, she was practically dead
And so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head

I’m falling and I can’t turn back
I’m falling and I can’t turn back

Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life
He thought about the cocaine with the platinum and ice
And he felt strong standing along with his new brothers
Cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover
But what he saw made him start to cringe and stutter
'Cause he was staring into the eyes of his own mother
She looked back at him and cried, 'cause he had forsaken her
She cried more painfully, than when they were raping her
His whole world stopped, he couldn’t even contemplate
His corruption had successfully changed his fate
And he remembered how his mom used to come home late
Working hard for nothing, 'cause now what was he worth
He turned away from the woman that had once given him birth
And crying out to the sky 'cause he was lonely and scared
But only the devil responded, 'cause god wasn’t there
And right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold
And so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul
They say death takes you to a better place but I doubt it
After that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it
And listen 'cause the story that I’m telling is true
'Cause I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom too
And now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
In fact, I’m sure he’s standing among one of you at my shows
And every street cypher listening to little thugs flow
He could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn’t know
The devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked
White, brown, yellow and black color is not restricted
You have a self-destructive destiny when you’re inflicted
And you’ll be one of god’s children that fell from the top
There’s no diversity because we’re burning in the melting pot
So when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never
Because a dance with the devil might last you forever


Keanu Reeves photographed by Simon Emmett for Esquire Magazine (March 2017)

“I loved to go to the movies as a kid and I loved watching movies. I don’t know if it was escapism. Even the act of going outside to the movies for me, and watching them in a room. I wanted to be there, you know? I wanted to do that. And that happened in Hollywood! So, I wanted to act in movies. In Hollywood. It was my dream! Whatever that meant.”



Floating Acorn Cap Candle

These candles are a wonderful way to add a subtle incandescent light to an autumnal altar or table centerpiece, or float upon a pond or other body of water for a Samhain, Mabon or other fall ritual.

I made the candles pictured by simply removing the wicks from white tea-lights, (keeping the wax and setting it aside) and cutting each in half - making two candles per each tea light.

I made a simple double-boiler by thoroughly cleaning out, and removing the label from, an empty tin can, and holding it still in a pot of simmering water to melt the wax down.

Wearing thick gardening gloves for protection, I carefully poured wax into the empty acorn caps, filling them just below the rim of the cap, then sticking in the wicks, holding them still for a moment until the wax cools enough for the wicks to stand on their own.

flvffs  asked:

please, tell me a little more of your feelings on cersei burning the tower of the hand (if this is already in your tags, i am so sorry: mobile gives me the useless "there is nothing here")

Are you. Sure you want my feelings on this. Because I have. A lot.

Ok, so, one of the things that I love about ASOIAF is that it’s a story about stories.1 The Frog Prince, the Evil Queen, the Beast, the Huntsman, the Wicked Stepmother, Cinderella, Snow White, Red Riding Hood, the Witch – they’re all here. GRRM takes these timeless stories and twists them and turns them, telling them from the POV of the villain and other distortions. We glimpse their dim reflections over and over in GRRM’s dark funhouse mirrors, in Sansa and Arya and Lysa and Quentyn and Sandor and Tyrion and so many others.2 But obviously the character I want to talk about here is Cersei.

Cersei’s story is shaped and I would even say weighed down by fairy tales and famous literary figures. She is the Evil Queen, she is one of GRRM’s Wicked Stepmothers, she is Guinevere and Lady Macbeth and Clytemnestra. 

But I think one of the most interesting fairy tales Cersei embodies is Rapunzel, the Maiden in the Tower. Rapunzel, “the girl with the impossibly long golden hair” “is a story about sexual desire and obsession and cruelty. […] ‘Rapunzel’ is largely a story about feminine power.” And Cersei’s story is her navigation of power in a world that actively denies her power, and it all ties into the Tower of the Hand. 

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“The Wrong One” (M)


Member: Chanyeol from EXO (ft. Baekhyun and Sehun)

Genre: Smut (M), A little bit of angst and fluff

Request: Chanyeol is in love with his best friend’s little sister but she’s taken.

“Sehun I think that’s enough with the tequila shots” you said as he was well off his 6th shot of the night. “look, Sehun you’re the one that dragged me, Chanyeol and Baek to this frat party so we’re not the ones who are going to drag your half dead body back home ok?” he scoffed and ignored you as he took another shot. “Can’t you just let loose for once?” he rolled his eyes as he walked upstairs.

“Hey where’s your boyfriend?” Chanyeol wrapped his arm around your waist and laughed. “Erasing his brain cells what else?” you rolled your eyes. “You know I always wondered why you started dating Sehun…..I mean he is mine and Baek’s best friend but……. You did always know he was the biggest fuckboy in our school” he raised his eyebrow at you.

“I did but I also know he’s more than that Chanyeol” you kicked his arm off your waist. You walked off to the living room when you saw your brother, Baekhyun trying his luck on an older popular girl you’ve seen around your neighborhood before. You rolled your eyes and you felt your headache coming when you realized just how much you weren’t in the mood for this party tonight. Movies and Nutella in bed sounded so much better than drunk people who can’t keep it in their pants.

You decided to go upstairs and look in the dorm bathroom for some aspirin or something else that might help your headache although you knew you’d probably only find condoms in a boy’s frat college dorm but might as well try? You walked up to the bathroom door and you could hear moans coming from the inside. “Oh man there are 10 bedrooms in this place can’t they just go and fuck in one of those?” you whined as you lost every care you had and decided to go in anyways.

“LOOK I’M ONLY HERE TO LOOK FOR MEDS YOU CAN CONTINUE SINNING IN LIKE 5 SECONDS OK” you shouted as you covered your eyes and looked for the cabin above the sink but when you looked down at the floor you saw something familiar. Black ripped jeans and long skinny legs? Something seemed off. You removed your hand and your mouth instantly dropped, spreading a shocked look on your face. “Sehun……?” he looked back at you as he held some girl you didn’t know above his hips, legs wrapped around him and his mouth biting on her chest.  “Sorry?” he shrugged and continued doing what he was doing as if you weren’t standing right there beside him. You slammed the cabin shut and ran downstairs still shocked and tears threatening to drop on your cheeks.

“HEY HEY Y/N WHAT HAPPENED” Chanyeol grabbed you as you tried running away. He shot you a confused and worried look and his face softened more than usual. “Are you crying?” He cupped your cheek, looking concerned. “It’s…it’s…uh….I saw……I…its Sehun….” You mumbled through your words as you stared at the ground. “He didn’t go upstairs to pee did he” he said, his face stiffening again. “Come on, I’ll call Baekhyun and we can go back home” grabbing your hand and interlacing his fingers with yours.

You didn’t think you could handle your angry brother tonight too so you and Chanyeol kept your mouths shut for the rest of the ride home. Chanyeol was staying the night so he drove the three of you back home.

You were long into your movie and you nearly finished the Nutella jar when you heard a knock on your door. “Y/N……can I come in?” Chanyeol’s voice was deep and sweet.  You sighed and slammed your laptop shut as fast as you could and pretended to be asleep. You weren’t dealing with this now too. He came into your room and went out as soon as he saw your eyes closed, sighing sweetly.

Right after you were done watching your third movie you glanced at your phone. “3 am” you read on your screen thinking no one should be awake by now so you thought it would be safe to go get something to drink in the kitchen. You got up from your bed, wearing an oversized white t shirt that showed your cleavage a little more than Baek thought was appropriate and your favorite red Victoria secretes underwear that were only covered slightly by your shirt.

You liked the silence of the night. It was peaceful like nothing else in the world mattered. It made you calm. You opened the water bottle as you sighed and closed your eyes, breathing the cold night air from the open window. “Forget about him Y/N. He’s not worth it.” You whispered to yourself as you took another sip. “He isn’t.” you jumped at the sudden deep voice and spit some of the water you were drinking. It was Chanyeol. He was leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed above his chest and an angry frown on his face. He was wearing that black tank top that showed his biceps and you would be lying if you said it didn’t made you feel some type of way.

“Why are you awake?” you shot him a look as you closed the bottle. “I can’t fall asleep” he said walking over to you. “Why are you awake?” he scoffed at you. “I’m watching a movie” you looked right into his eyes with a condescending look. “Dork. Staying up until 3 am watching movies with your Nutella jar” he mocked you letting a laugh out, his hands still wrapped above his chest standing a bit too close to you. “Yeah I can do whatever I want” you took one step closer to him, narrowing your eyes. “Anymore mocking you wanna do Park Chanyeol?” the room was silent and the only light coming in was from the street lamps outside. “Mocking? Why would I ever mock you….piggy tails girl? He laughed. “I WAS 5 OK? I TOLD BAEKHYUN NOT TO GET THAT STUPID ALBUM OUT” you raised your voice all frustrated. “Shhhhhh” he shushed you holding his mouth from laughing too hard. “You’re cute when you’re mad” he took another step closer to you, no space left between you anymore. “Can I join you?” he kept his gaze on your lips. “Come on slinky cheese it’s not like you have anything better to do” you grabbed his hand leading him to your room as he let out a giggle.

He jumped down on your bed as you crawled up under your blanket, sitting up and pressing play on a new movie. Ten minutes into it and Chanyeol was starting to get bored. He started sighing from time to time, playing with your hand dropping it on the blanket from different heights, blowing your hair in your face and humming. “CHANYEOL” you tried not to shout too loud. “CAN’T YOU STAY STILL FOR ONE SECOND?” you closed your eyes trying to keep your cool. “Not when you’re in the room” he winked at you. You rolled your eyes and shifted your look back on the screen. “Y/N?” he sat up and stared at you. “Yes?” you shot him a done look. “You know…I don’t think Baek would be too thrilled about you wearing that in bed with me” he flashed you with his white wicked smile. “Well, Baek doesn’t control me.” You smirked at him. “Don’t do that” his smile wiped completely off his face. “Do what?” you smirked again noticing his gaze shift down to your lips again. “That.” He looked up into your eyes, his eyes all dark and filled with a look you’ve never seen before. He looked hungry.

The only sound in your dark room was Chanyeol’s heavy warm breathing as you could feel it on the side of your neck. He grabbed your waist and pressed his fingers on your hip, pulling you slowly closer to his body. Keeping his gaze on your lips, you blacked out everything else that was going on in your life for a second. “I’m pretty sure Baek wouldn’t be too thrilled about this too” he whispered against your lips right before he pressed his wet lips on yours. He deepened the kiss as he pulled you even closer to him. Your lips moving in a perfect rhythm, it was passionate, wet and warm. He licked your bottom lip trying to get access past them. You lost your control over your body completely and let him take the lead. Breathlessly he worked his tongue on yours, making you moan in his mouth. He groaned and pulled away from the kiss. Breathing heavily on your lips, stare locked on your now red lips. He bit your bottom lip right before he slammed your laptop shut and dropped it on the floor.

“Wait my laptop….” You let out a breathless sentence between the touches. He cupped your cheeks, kissing your lips into oblivion. “I’ll buy you a new one.” he smirked right before he climbed on top of you, pinning your wrists above your head. He traced a trail of kisses from your ear to your jawline, to your neck and finally reaching your lips again. He grabbed the seam of your shirt and pulled it above your head roughly. Revealing your breasts, he was sitting on top of your hips panting heavily staring at your body and taking his top off, throwing it across the room. He dived down your chest and sucked on one of your nipples, making you arch your back and running your fingers through his hair, grabbing it. “Easy baby girl…..I’ve only just started” he smirked against your other nipple. Taking it in his mouth and licking it, he bit it and closed his eyes as you felt his errection growing in his sweats.

You wrapped your legs around his hips and ran your point against his sides, making your way to the band of his pants, you slipped it between your toes and pulled them down his legs with your legs, moaning from Chanyeol’s actions on your breasts, tracing hickies all over your body. He stopped and looked up at you, letting your nipple slip out of his mouth. “Where did you learn that piggy tails girl?” he scoffed smirking. “Just fuck me already” you whined, arching your back. “As you wish.” 

He kept his stare at you, licking his tongue around your nipple one last time before pulling your damp underwear past your legs. He reached his rough fingers on your burning core, smirking. He stretched out to your ear, kissing it slightly. “You’re so wet and it’s all for me” you felt his mouth corners curve again your ear. He pressed his thumb against your clit and rubbed rough circles around it as he inserted 2 fingers into you. Pumping back and forth in the rhythm of your moans. “Shhh baby girl we don’t wanna wake Baek up, now do we?” he entered your mouth with his warm tongue. Working synchronized circles with your clit and tongue. You felt a heat go through your body and reach your lower stomach. You were so close.

He removed his hands off you completely and you looked at him with a confused expression all over your face. He lifted your legs up and settled them on his shoulders, grabbing tightly at your thighs. You arched your back again as you felt the touch of his wet tongue against your heat. He worked against your clit, sucking on your juices. You covered your mouth and moaned into your hand to keep yourself from screaming Chanyeol’s name across your entire house. He bit slightly on your clit and kissed it right before you finally came. You rode off your orgasm as Chanyeol didn’t waste any time with his lips off your body. Moving from your pussy to the side of your thigh, he left his marks all over it, sucking as hard as you screamed earlier. 

Your fingers through his hair, he got up and took off his tight black boxers, revealing his long hard cock. He looked as thirsty for you as you did for him. Rubbing his shaft against your opening, he grabbed the sides of your hips and the moonlight from outside the window reflected off his tanned biceps as he stared at your eyes, inches from your lips. “I hate you” you let out breathlessly against his lips. “I know” he smirked against yours and without any other warning he entered you. You moaned loudly and he shut you up with a kiss. He began to thrust hard and rough as he pressed his fingers on your hips, grabbing for dear life. He moved your hips against his cock, moving it slowly and deep at first but increasing his speed with every moan of his name. He dropped his head at the crook of your neck and groaned as he felt his peak reaching his body. Slowly moving his lips to yours he finally felt your walls clench around him and he came, growling the word “fuck” against your shuddering body. 

He stayed hovering above you for a bit, looking into your eyes before rolling off of you and to the other side of the bed. You both laid there panting hard and staring at the ceiling. He pulled you by your waist towards him and you threw your leg between his and kissed his neck. “So I may have a little crush on my best friend’s little sister” he mumbled smiling right before you fell asleep on him.

hierophantacolyte  asked:

I once saw a girl in the campus pool after dark. She was wrapped in a thick, dark, speckled towel. Her hair was wet and wild about a face with green eyes and freckles dotting her cheeks. She sang, low and slow; a crooning rendition of an Irish lullaby. When she turned and smiled her teeth were many wicked, white canines. Then she slid the towel like the hood of a fur coat over her wild curls and dipped beneath the water. I don't think she came up. I don't think she ever came up.

If you are lucky you will only meet Jenny once. She is not kind, and you would never come up either.

Ancient Ethiopians believed the White man was the Devil

According to the 16th century Portuguese missionary, Antonio Fernandez  who visited Ethiopia, he states the following regarding the images of the Ethiopians:

“They paint Christ, the Blessed Virgin, and other saints in Black form, and devils and wicked men in white. So they paint Christ and his apostles at the Maundy black and Judas white…Michael (the Angel) black and the Devil white”
                   -Nubia and Abyssinia
                    (page 275)


I’ve updated my RedBubble!! I decided to do another TSoA sticker/transparent, which I am sooo buying once I save up xD. I also did a fun little print for cups and mugs for my fellow bookworms~ Lets see if we’ve read all the same books~ (mind you… some books on that pattern I haven’t finished yet… still working on my massive to-be-read pile).

To see my prints, visit my store here!