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Artsy Witch Ideas/Tips

For all of my witches out there that are artists or just love art of any kind, here are some things to consider adding to your craft.

Originally posted by gypsyastronaut

  • Use vine or compressed charcoal dust to make black salt
  • Use sketchbooks as unique grimoires, book of shadows, book of cosmos, dream journals, etc that allow you to use markers, paints, etc to your heart’s desire
  • Red liquid ink can substitute for blood
  • Black liquid ink is good for curses especially for blinding, confusion and chaos
  • Blue liquid ink can represent water or the ocean 
  • Yellow liquid ink for divination
  • Green liquid ink for protection and healing spells
  • Enchant your calligraphy pens for sigil work to strengthen the sigils you make or spells you write with them
  • Use doodles of people or how you see a person for taglocks in curses and bindings
  • Melt crayons for wax seals on jars or other spells by placing them in intense sun or heating them in a wax melter (use caution that you don’t heat them too high)
  • Melt crayons and mix with coconut oil and olive oil for anointing oil corresponding with the colors you use (also can be used as lipstick if desired)*
  • Use scrapbooking paper in your grimoire to give it unique and artsy pages
  • Use your paints to make painted spells. Make a sigil and paint it onto your page or canvas, and based on the sigil’s intent once dried paint over it an image that corresponds with that intent to activate. Hang up in your room or home. Cleanse and charge regularly
  • Glitter my witches, great for color magic and jar spells (note glitter is not good to be tossed into the environment so please don’t)
  • Write down a person or ‘force’ in your life you wish to remove and use erasers to erase it away as a simple severing spell
  • Use your dirty paint water for curses or inspiration spells
  • Use stickers to seal spell jars 
  • Unable to burn something in your apartment? Drench it in black ink or paint instead
  • Use mechanical pencil lead in curses by break it up. very effective for writer’s block and creativity block curses
  • Bead enthusiasts or jewelry makers, use your beads to make spell/enchanted jewelry based on colors, shapes, and letters used in it for correspondences
  • Make your own ouija boards, crystal grids, pendulum charts, etc on some matte board or foam board using paints to make unique affordable tools
  • Use chalk dust for warding and protection spells
  • Buy chalkboard paint to turn a wall or other object into a chalkboard for sigil use, spell writing, organization, etc
  • Use those plastic reusable paint containers for small portable spell jars
  • Sharpies and black markers are good for curses in general
  • Use your color wheels for divination via colormancy
  • Use modeling clay or pottery clay to make your own offering bowls, statuettes and poppets for a variety of uses
  • For a quick and easy black mirror simply paint the back glass of a picture frame with black acrylic paint. It may take several layers
  • Reuse bottles and cans by painting them up to make them witchy containers for your tools, art supplies and other storage purposes
  • Make drawings, write poetry, write stories, make pottery, make a painting, etc to make as offerings to deities, fae, spirits, etc. Just be sure not to sign it if it is for fae (your name can give them power of you)
  • Use glue or tape to seal spells, for binding and for strengthening spells
  • Use whiteout for banishing and invisibility spells
  • Use henna, temporary tats or body safe paint for fun body sigils
  • Save pencil shavings for inspiration and creativity spells
  • Enchant your art supplies to bring you creativity, focus, motivation and inspiration when you use them
  • Use your paints to paint rocks colors for easy color magic
  • Turn your name into a sigil to sign your artwork so people will recognize it as yours (or other such desires)
  • Use used paint sponges to absorb negativity before throwing away
  • Mix paint or ink with water to make color potions or spell jars
  • Collect markers, crayons, colored pencils, pens, highlighters, etc to use for colorful written spells, amplify sigils, and to strengthen spells
  • Illustrate your grimoire, book of shadows, dream journal, etc with images that you feel are important or doodles to add your own extra touch to the spells and information inside. Make it your own
  • Paint, draw, or design your desires or wishes and charge the art in the moonlight to help welcome those things into your life. Keep the piece of art in your room or home
  • Use lines from your written poetry, stories, lyrics, etc as spell incantations or lines when writing spells to make them more personal
  • Use old sketchbooks, idea notebooks, free write journals, etc for bibliomancy 
  • Try/Practice automatic writing or drawing for divination and spirit communication
  • Make collages out of posters, drawings, photos, writings, poems, etc on your wall to act as a low key altar
Peaceful Home Spell

Originally posted by sekajiku

There will come a point in time where your home/space/apartment could have a bit of chaos in not just the space but also in your life as well. This spell could help bring balance and control back to your home and life.

You will need: 1 Yellow Candle, Some Incense, Some Blessed Water, (Optional you can also add a white candle to the spell as well)

I would suggest doing this spell in the morning when the sun is up or do it in the afternoon.

To begin light your candle and then the incense hold your hands over (palms facing up)  the candle and incense and then say these words while imaging white or pink light going all around your home:

“From light to dark from shadow to earth may my home be filled with love light and peace may all evil and harm flee from my sight, my space and my life”

Now your done all you need to do now is let the candle and incense burn for a bit (If you can) or you can just snuff the candle and incense out.

I hope you like this spell and if you have any questions don’t hesitate to ask have fun and be safe. -imagine. 


Originally posted by mihlua

how to say ‘fuck you’ in flowers.

[connor murphy x reader]

a/n: based of this au that i thought was super cute and also super fit for connor :-) sorry if it’s not that good,, im a sucky writer who’s trying their best :’)

word count: 1.9k


The flower shop had been in your family for decades. Some of your earliest took place with your parents carrying you down the aisles of flowers and succulents, telling you strange facts about them and each of their meanings–most of which have engraved themselves into your brain.

As time went on, your parents found other sources of income (since the flower shop just wasn’t enough), which left you to take care of the store by yourself. Not that you minded, of course, to you the shop was the only thing right about this broken world.

You opened today and most days with the intentions of it being a relatively slow day. There wasn’t any holiday coming up and Valentine’s day was a month ago. You figured you might get the odd husband getting flowers for an anniversary or someone getting flowers for a birthday. But for the most part, you knew today was going to be boring.

You stood behind the counter, absentmindedly watering the bouquets with the bright yellow can, staring out the window in the front of your shop watching people stroll by. Your attention was drawn to a brown-haired teenager, a look of irritation written all over his face. Maybe it was the frown etched into his face. Maybe it was how beautiful he was. But you could just about recognise the light eyes paired with the long hair, you just couldn’t put your finger on it.

The last thing you expected was for the man to enter your shop. But he did. The bell above the door rang and he stomped towards the counter, approaching you. He slammed 40 dollars onto the counter, “How do I passively-aggressively say fuck you in flowers?”

You eyebrows shot up in surprise, your mouth trying to form some sort of response but you didn’t expect those words to come out of his mouth. But you had to admit, the expletive that dripped from his mouth couldn’t have sounded sexier.

“I–um. Excuse me?” you asked, slightly confused. The man, who must have realised what just came out of his mouth, sighed. He relaxed his tense shoulders and looked you in the eye.  And you couldn’t help but notice how his blue eyes had a few hints of brown in them. Quite beautiful really.

“Sorry. That-that came out wrong.” the man said with the smallest of laughs. You shook your head.

“No. You’re fine, I just…”  you trailed off, trying to think of the right thing to say. “I just wasn’t sure if I heard you correctly. It isn’t everyday that someone comes in with a request like that.” you replied with a sheepish smile, that was returned but the beautiful boy in front of you. You could practically feel the multiple shades of red and pink creep onto your cheeks.

“Sorry,” he repeated. “It’s a long story–”

“I’ve got time. That is, if you want to talk about it.” you smiled lightly with a shrug. You really weren’t expecting him to take the offer; who would want to share something seemingly pretty personal with someone they hardly knew? But a part of you was secretly hoping he’d confide in you because who wouldn’t want to converse with a beautiful human being?

He pulled up one of the metal barstools and leaned his elbows on the counter, running his hands through his hair. “Well, I just started high school, just a few blocks from here actually–“

You jaw dropped slightly and that’s when you realised who you were talking to. Connor Murphy was sitting just opposite you. Obviously you heard a lot of talk about him through school, most people thought his was a freak but you weren’t so quick to believe that. If you were totally honest you found him quite cute.

“Your Connor Murphy, yeah? I know your sister.”



“Uh, yeah,” he sighed. “And don’t even get me started on my sister. That’s who the flowers are for.”

You nodded understandingly, though there was a twinge of surprise in your face.

“Anyway, I just started high school and it feels like my entire life is falling apart. My parents fucking hate me and their entire lives revolve around my sister, like they couldn’t give less of a shit about me. So I’m being forced to buy a present for Zoe’s birthday.” Connor laments. “I figured a nice passive-aggressive bouquet of flowers would be the perfect present.”

You laughed a bit. “That certainly is an odd request, but I think I can help you!”

“You can help me?” Connor asked, his face lighting up and you nodded.

“Of course! That’s my job.” you stood up, motion of the boy to follow you. He trailed behind you, shadowing you around the aisles of flowers, watching as you picked out a flowers.

“First geraniums which symbolise stupidity,” you say motioning to the orange-red flower. “Then foxglove for insincerity and meadowsweet for uselessness. Yellow carnations say ‘you have disappointed me’ and orange lilies for hatred.”

He watched as you effortlessly tied a white bow around the bundle of flowers and wrapped the stems in plastic.

“You know, if I hadn’t just heard all those meanings, I would’ve thought these flowers meant something beautiful,” Connor said, resting his hand on his head once you were back at the counter. You giggled.

“I mean, the bouquet itself is quite beautiful, though, if you wanted a passive way of telling someone off, this it it!” you said cheerfully arranging the flowers nicely.

“Well thanks for the help, (Y/N),” he said sincerely. You brushed it off, though you blushed at his first use of your name.

“It was no problem. It’s not everyday that I get to make an arrangement that means anything less than ‘I love you’ or ‘happy birthday’ or whatever holiday it happens to be. So the pleasure is all mine.” Connor nodded with a smile. You could see that he was wanting to ask something else, but you didn’t pry.

“That would be $25 dollars.” you said as he slid you the forty dollars he previously slammed on the counter not ever fifteen minutes ago.

You proceeded to make out his change before his voice stopped you. “No, no. You can keep the change.”

You looked up in surprise, wondering why he’d just give away fifteen dollars. “Are you sure? Why would you just give me money?”



“Will that fifteen dollars get you to show me what flower someone would buy to ask someone on a date?” he said with a shy smile not able to look you in the eye any longer.

Your heart sank slightly. There was a small sliver of you was hoping he was wanting to ask you on a date, but the chances of that happening where very minuscule. You knew you shouldn’t feel so down, you hardly knew the guy after all.

“I guess roses would be the way to do that. But I think roses are a little over done. I’d either go for  their favourite flower if you know. Or a pink carnation which means deep love or affection.” you perched your lips to the side, trying to think of something else. “Oh! Or tulips! Those represent declaration of love.” you said making eye contact with Connor, suddenly losing all the words you were going to say. “Those are my favourite for an occasion like that.” you said quietly a light blush covering your cheeks.

You handed him the bouquet of flowers he initially bought, his hands brushing against yours for a long period of time. Not that you were complaining. 


“Thank you for the help, (Y/N).” Connor said with a small smile. You nodded appreciatively as you watched Connor Murphy walk out of her shop, regret filling you to the brim, wishing you’d stopped him.


It had been a couple of days since the encounter with Connor and you couldn’t seem to get the boy out of your head. You knew it was silly. It was just a stupid little crush and you’d get over it in a few days. In school, the two of you never talked and if you happened to walk by each other in the halls the two of you would send friendly smiles to the other. You were secretly wishing he’d come up and talk to you and try to make a move, but you knew not to get your hopes up.

Thankfully, your days at the shop had been pretty busy so your mind was occupied with something other the Connor. Apparently a lot of people really wanted to get married this month for some reason.

But now it was near closing time and you decided to close-up a bit earlier than normal, not really feeling up for staying late. You turned the sign to closed and began watering some of the plants that needed it. You’d only just started when you heard a light knock on the door.

You were prepared to turn around and explain to the person, who clearly didn’t read the sign, that you were closed, but the words caught in your throat when you saw Connor Murphy. You set down the watering can and went to open the door.

“Connor, hi!” you said, not bothering to hide the surprise in your voice. “Surprise visit?” Connor shrugged and you noticed he had one hand behind his back, but you didn’t want to give it to much though, although you felt your anxiety rising.

“The flowers work out okay?” you asked and he nodded.

“They obviously didn’t know the meaning and now they’re actually acknowledging me for doing something good for once; well, my mom is, my dad still hates me. But, whatever, it did the trick.” Connor responded, ending his sentence with a small smile.

“That’s… good. But uh, what are you doing here?” you said not thinking about the words until you saw Connor’s face dim. “Not that I’m not happy to see you!” you follow up quickly.

The boy looked down at his feet momentarily shuffling, then looking back up at you. “I, um,” he started. “You remember how I asked you about flower meanings for asking someone out the other day?”

You nodded slowly. You really hoped Connor wasn’t about to tell you about that flower working out too.

“Yeah?” you said cautiously, wondering where he was going with this. You questions was answered when Connor brought his hand out from behind his back, presenting you with a bouquet of pink, yellow, and purple tulips.

Your eyebrows shot up in surprise.

“I was… sort of hoping that–well…” he struggled with his words. You reached out and hesitantly took the flowers from his hand. You inspected and a small smile appeared on your face.  

“I was hoping you might join me for ice cream or something tonight? I mean–Only if you want to! I know it’s kinda short notice but I really liked talking to you the other day. If you don’t like ice cream–“

You smiled at his rambling before cutting him off. “For your information, I love ice cream. Let me finish closing up here?” you asked.

Connor grinned and nodded.

“Feel free to sit at the counter. I shouldn’t be long.” The two of you shared a smile and your heart fluttered as you set the tulips in a pale blue vase on the counter.


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moodboard: Kim Connweller 

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Sort of a step by step visual guide on how I just made three jars of amazing wild violet syrup! It’s so sweet and yummy! The jar of yellow water was dandelions, which you can also use to make a delicious syrup following my recipe. For those that are better learners with directions, here’s my recipe, written out in plain English.

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anonymous asked:

Well for me my favourite tokusatsu vehicle will be kamen rider W,just so cool !!!

There is nothing wrong with that in fact, if I were to make a list of my favorite Rider Machines, the Hardboilder from Kamen Rider W would be on it!

The thing that really sets it apart was that while the front part never changed, the colored back end could be switched out for different modes and uses, fitting the theme of the series itself.  The extra back ends are transported by the giant, mobile vehicle known as the Revolgary.

The basic form is just the Hardbiolder itself, a super fast motorcycle.

However, if a foe flees onto the water, it can swap out with a yellow, jet-ski like section to become Hardsplasher!

Now, if a dopant can fly and takes to the sky, the red back end is there to give W a way to follow suit creating Hardturbuler.

Now, let’s say you need a little extra power yet need to stay on the ground, well, there’s this giant rocket pack you can add to the back end to form the Hardboilder Start Dash Mode!

So yeah, Kamen Rider W has a pretty amazing ride!

Three uranium minerals found

The uranyl mineral leószilárdite. Credit: Travis Olds

Scientists discovered three new uranium minerals, or uranyl minerals, growing on the walls of an abandoned uranium mine in Utah, USA. The three new minerals, discovered by researchers at Michigan Technological University, USA,  leesite, leószilárdite and redcanyonite, are uranium oxide compounds, born of reactions between uranium and oxygen. 

Manganese and ammonium give redcanyonite a slightly darker than the other two newly discovered uranyl mineral.

The mineral leesite is bright yellow with blade-like crystals up to 1mm long arranged in stacks. It is a member of the schoepite mineral family, discovered in the Jomac Mine. Leószilárdite (as seen above) was discovered in the Markey Mine in Utah’s Red Canyon. It is a carbonate mineral with bladed crystals of a slightly paler yellow colour, and can partly dissolve in water. 

When uranium-rich ores interact with water and air they form bright yellow crystalline minerals, as seen with leesit. 

The third mineral, redcanyonite, is a striking yellow colour and was found in the Blue Lizard Mine, also in the Red Canyon. It is structurally similar to the uranium mineral zippeite, also found in old uranium mines. Redcanyonite is the rarest of the finds, and can only form where there is manganese as well as rock rich in organic material.

So I start work 7/24 at 10 am! So next Monday!!

SUPER STOKED!

I need to buy a white collared shirt that’s the only thing I don’t have for the attire to be perfect. Don’t really like white shirts as they stain (so easily) and get yellow in the wash if the water is harsh. Plus I can never find one that isn’t see through and I hate wearing shirts underneath because I get hot easy.

BUT oh well I’ll have to deal because it’s official, official - this little sinnamon roll is employed again.

Originally posted by chibird

things the zodiac signs remind me of

aries: paint on your fingers, dirty converse, messy rooms, the feeling of getting a new record, loud music in cars, lying on floors, the stress of forgetting something until the last minute

taurus: leather jackets, coffee candies, white vans, making cookies late at night, matte nail polish, not responding to texts, falling asleep on your bed in the middle of a cold day

gemini: sunlight shining in through windows, frozen yogurt, new clothes, harsh words, blue rooms, needing to have a say in things, endless conversations, hot chocolate

cancer: sweet perfume, light pink dogwood trees, cozy sweatshirts, long hugs, spring nights, crying alone in bathrooms, tiled kitchen floors, listening to music while it’s raining

leo: yellow watering cans, bonfires at night, pale skin, the feeling of belonging, looking in the mirror, endless playlists, cute outfits, laughing, wind in hair, writing in journals

virgo: stacks of books, cute plants, future plans, swimming in the morning, the feeling when you know something is out of place, clean carpets, deep breaths in cold air

libra: long hair, cold shower, fresh fruit on a summer day, letting all of your opinions be known, fooling around in public with your best friends, thrift shops, open windows

scorpio: dark movie theaters, all black converse, unfinished conversations, navy flannels, sexual jokes, chipped nails, not letting people in, bare feet on cool/wet grass

sagittarius: running on a cold night, looking up at the stars, watching the world from a window of an airplane, sitting in cafes, making decisions and assuming they don’t have consequences

capricorn: straight hair, the feeling after a post-concert shower, dark nail polish. puppies&kittens, organized lockers, letting your friends determine who you are

aquarius: illegal drugs, empty houses, dreams that swallow up your tiny town, big cities, accepting failure, being withdrawn, concert lights, looking up at the clouds, sarcasm

pisces: overcrowded rooms, never having plans/doing things on a whim, being loved by everyone, the feeling when you know someone isn’t listening, music while walking on sidewalks

take my hand ill show u the gay

for today’s lapidot tuesday prompt: (x)

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apparently my auntie is a little plant freak too! her balcony looks like a little garden (if it was mine I would have more plants and make it look like a little forest, lol!!!) she has basils everywhere. they say basil repels mosquitoes, so she’s placed some on the windowsills because my little cousin is affected by mosquito bites (she has the same name as me and we share birthdays too!! I know it’s irrelevant but wanted to fit that in here coz how often does that happen?!! lol) my aunt is also into herbal medicine and knows quite a lot. the last night I was there we talked about herbalism, plants and animals until morning.