-Link Humming noises-

Who else loves making spell bottles but can’t find easy items for what I want it to do?

Well y’all are in luck cause I got annoyed and so I made a list of commonly found kitchen items that have properties that are often desired for spell bottles! ~please note that other items that you may have also have these properties but I wanted to make something very generic~

Courage- Thyme

Luck- Clove, Clover, Dill, Hazel, Mint, Orange

Protection- Clove, Clover, Basil, Cinnamon, Cumin, Fennel, Garlic, Grass, Lettuce, Lime, Olive, Onion, Parsley, Pepper, Radish, Rosemary, Sage

Love- Clove, Clover, Orange, Basil, Cinnamon, Ginger, Jasmine, Lemon, Lettuce, Lime, Parsley, Peach, Pear, Pineapple, Rosemary, Thyme, Vanilla

Success- Clove, Clover, Cinnamon, Ginger

Money/Riches/Wealth- Dill, Mint, Orange, Ginger, Jasmine, Oats, Onion, Pecan, Pineapple, Basil

Health- Thyme

Wishes- Hazel, Peach, Sage

Healing- Mint, Fennel, Garlic, Lime, Olive, Onion, Rosemary, Thyme

Travel- Mint

Anti-theft- Garlic

Power- Ginger

Longevity- Lemon, Peach, Sage

Friendship- Lemon

Purification- Fennel, Lemon, Parsley, Thyme

Sleep- Lettuce, Rosemary, Thyme

Fertility- Olive

Potency- Olive

Lust-  Olive, Pear, Radish, Rosemary, Vanilla

Employment- Pecan

Youth- Rosemary

Immortality- Sage

Wisdom- Sage

Why do anti sjw ex muslims exist?

I think the answer is simply because “sjw’s” and “tumblr feminism” have failed ex muslims. When you have this ‘protect all muslims at all costs not matter what’ mentality where you can’t acknowledge the fact that muslims can infact oppress, abuse, disown and kill people for leaving islam, and just continue to ignore this and be ignorant and worry more about appearing like you are a worldly and caring person who cares about women and the world, but you refuse to acknowledge the struggles of people who actually are oppressed and who’s lives are ruined because of religion, you have failed them.

That’s why people become angry and bitter, because you’re implying they don’t matter and the people and religion that are hurting them and ruining their lives and causing them to live in fear and secrecy are worth more and need to be protected and aren’t doing anything wrong and you’re failing to protect people that really need to be protected too. 

This isn’t the oppression Olympics. Yes muslims suffer from a lot of prejudice. But you know what? Ex muslims get treated the exact same way, some of us still dress like muslims, we still have to pretend to be muslims in order to be safe and ontop of that deal with the shitshorm that comes with being an ex muslim, living a life where you can’t be yourself, worrying about your family finding out, disowning you and all the abuse and how badly muslims treat you. I don’t know why muslims think it’s some kind of oppression competition. It’s not hard to open your eyes and admit the way you treat ex muslims is disgusting and treat us like human beings. 

new ship in the blog; malewife x girlboss ✨

Diy Scrying Ball

I’ve been waiting since last Christmas for my local Dollar Tree to stock the diy snow globes so I could put my master plan into action. The time has finally come!

Last year I created this:

Now I’m gonna step it up a notch and create this:

Lets go!

Materials:

Diy Globe kit

Sparkle glue or Sparkles and Veg Glycerin

Waterproof LED Tea lights

(not pictured)

a drill

a hot glue gun

food coloring

rubbing alcohol or hand sanitizer

Bowl

something to stir with

Instructions

so you’re gonna separate the kit into all its parts and then drill a hole into the lid smaller than the bulb of the tealight.

Slowly push the bulb through the hole to open it up, then take it out, hot-glue the area around the bulb then slide it back in, once its in give it a thin layer of hot glue over where the bulb protrudes. Test that the light still works and will fit into the base without issue.

move to a sink, place the globe into a bowl and add some water and color (best to mix the food coloring in water then add to globe)

add in your alcohol, glitter and glycerin (or glitter glue), then top it off with water put back on the bottom.

That’s it!

Happy Scrying

What you will need:

5 each of three denominations of coin currency

5 kernels of dried corn

5 sesame seeds

5 cinnamon sticks

5 cloves

5 whole allspice

5 pecans

Place set of objects into a thin, tall bottle. Close the bottle well. Shake the bottle with your non-dominant hand for 5 minutes while repeating these or similar words: ‘Herbs and silver, Copper and grain; Work to increase my money gain’ Place the money spell bottle on a table somewhere in your house. Leave your purse, wallet or cheque book near the bottle when at home. Allow money to come into your life. 

WHEN IS SOMEBODY GONNA GET ON ARTBREEDER AND MAKE A REALISTIC MIKEY

manjiro sano (Mikey) - Tokyo Revengers

scratches and bites - 1

Pairing: Miguel O'Hara x Reader

Warnings: Almost kidnapping, age-gap but completely legal, grumpy/asshole Miguel, injury, them claws and fangs, sexual tension, cockblock lol

a/n: yes, i’m back at it with some writing. sorry for being mia lol. this became a lot more dark-ish than I initially anticipated–my bad. I was also gonna do a smutty one-shot, but i needed some background so ._. my bad again. now imma hunker down on pt 2. hope you enjoy ?

Summary: Miguel O'Hara is a grumpy man and you make him grumpy. You regularly go against his orders, create chaos, and invite danger. So this is how you met (which may explain some things...)

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Miguel O’Hara is a grumpy man.

It’s almost like there are tiny weights holding down his brows to maintain his glare or ribbons pulling at the corner of his lips so he’s always frowning. Needless to say, being subject to an O’Hara scowl is not uncommon. Everyone in the spider-verse has had their turn. But you have seen it more than anyone. In fact, you might be the number one reason why he’s rarely seen in a relaxed state. 

You’re not even sure why you were recruited in the first place. When Miguel showed up, it was only a few days after you were bitten. You had literally just woken up from your Spider-coma to find what every spider-person experienced: sticky hands, superhuman strength, and a sixth sense. 

Endless thoughts ruffled your mind, overwhelming your already overly-sensitive body. Just as you were starting to fully freak out, a bright and distorted series of lights and noises invited a very tall man, dressed head-to-toe in a red and blue suit, to casually walk into your childhood bedroom.

You sat there shaking in disbelief as you watched the broad-shouldered man slowly reveal his face, easily taking off that terrifying mask before regarding your small figure on your bed. He almost looked inconvenienced or bored as he met your eyes.

This has to be a dream.

“Alright, come on.” Those were the first words he said to you. He gestures to the portal impatiently, waiting for you to come to your senses and follow his orders. When nothing happens he raises his brow. “Don’t have all day.” His tone is clipped like he’d rather be anywhere else. 

“What? ” It comes out hoarse and small, "No." If it weren’t for his sensitive hearing he probably wouldn’t have picked up on it over the noises the portal was making. Your fingers clench harshly against your blanket.

That marks the first time you saw his infamous scowl. He adjusts his stance, resting his hands on his hips like a disappointed parent. “No?" He chuckles humorlessly, "Well, you don’t really have a–” 

“Who the hell are you?” 

He shakes his head dismissively, “It doesn’t really mat–”

“Did you do this to me?” You lift a hand that has remnants of a Spanish flash card that you accidentally picked up when you leaned against your desk. You tried to peel it off but ended up ripping it into smaller pieces that were still stuck to your palm. His stare is patronizing as it lands on your flash card confettied hand.

“Is this new to you or somethi–”

“So you know about it?” You accuse, "You did--"

“Stop fucking interrupting me.” You flinch as he basically growls the words in irritation. As he steps closer to you, light pours over his figure, highlighting the intricate pattern of his suit that clings closely to his muscles. You cower slightly, noticing the menacing scars over his cheeks and the heat in his nearly red eyes.

His voice is low and dangerous as he addresses you, “You’re spider-girl, or spider-woman if you prefer, though by the looks of it,” His eyes glaze over your face and body, “you’re still just a kid.” He continues to inch closer as he speaks, unconcerned by the way the portal closes suddenly behind him or the way you start to shuffle away from him. “A radioactive spider bit you and gave you powers, lord knows why, and now you are to use them for good. End of story. Now,”  His hand darts out before you could react and grabs a hold of your arm, “you’re coming with me so we can save everything and fix all this shit that is fucking up the multiverse.” 

You attempt to yank your arm from his hold, but it only makes him grip you harsher. “Why are you doing this to me? I don’t even know why this is happening! I j-just woke up, I swear!” He doesn’t spare you a look as he mutters lowly into his watch.

Another portal opens, exactly like the first one he came through, but placed a bit farther away.

Now you’re panicking. 

“Didn’t you hear a thing I said?” He pulls you from your bed, almost dragging you off the mattress. You try to claw at his hands, but his grip remains unaffected. If anything he’s just growing more frustrated.

“Ok, ok, ok. I’m spider-woman.” You continue to pull away from him, dragging your legs as a way to slow him down. “Please, I promise to use my powers for good! I will be a nice neighborhood spider-thing–Just please let me go! I didn’t do anything–”

“This isn’t a discussion.” He pulls you up and closer to him until he’s basically carrying you to the portal, one arm supporting your spine and another under your legs. You squirm relentlessly in his arms, trying to make it hard for him to get a good grip on you. “Stop…Fucking…Moving–” Sharp, fire-hot pain zips up your body as claws sink deeply into your skin. The side of your thigh and abdomen throb with unbearable heat as you’re shoved closer to his chest. 

“Ahhh–fuck!” Your eyes sting with tears as your body catches up to the burning sensation of his claws retracting back into his body. 

“Shit…” You look up as you hear his softened voice and see that he’s staring right back at you. The portal in front of the two of you continues to hum, but it quiets as your eyes met his. “Kid, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean—You just, you gotta come with me. The fate of everyone and everything rests on our shoulders.” The pain on your side dulls as you silently listen to the growing desperation in his voice. Somehow you’re able to divert those sensations, you might even be healing already. “I know you’re new to all this superhero stuff, but trust me when I say that I need your help. We all do.”

You’re almost afraid to ask, “...We?” 

“There are countless spiders across the multiverse, all with interconnected lives.” You feel the large warmth of his hand gently stroke against your aching thigh like he’s trying to soothe the pain with light touches. “I’ve recruited a couple thousand, but we still need more. There's darkness rapidly spreading around the multiverse, displacing heroes and villains from their original dimensions and destroying whole universes.” The colors of the portal reflect off his red eyes as he stares right through it, mind somewhere else.

You let it sink in. The whole multiverse. Everything and everyone. And you.

Your arms slowly link around his neck so as not to startle him, and you pull yourself closer to him. You secretly enjoy feeling his firm chest against you, suddenly realizing how much larger he is compared to you, but when you twist the wrong way you are suddenly reminded of the small gashes on your side. Your quiet hiss shakes him out of his thoughts. Your lashes, sticky from the few tears you’ve shed, frame your eyes prettily as you stare up at him.

“Ok.” It comes out quieter than you wanted but he immediately reacted to it.

His brows raise in surprise, “Ok?” You nod. “Ok. O–Alright, that's um, great. I mean, thank you.” You nuzzle your head into the warmth of his chest when you see a corner of his mouth perk into a small smile. Why is he making you feel this way? How can your body react like this to someone about to literally kidnap them? “D-do you want something for these, uh, marks…” His voice is hushed and almost sounds sheepish as his fingers carefully smooth over the marks he left on your skin. A soft groan leaves your lips as he applies too much pressure against one of the puncture wounds.

“Yes please.” His fingers stop their movements and you can barely feel the way his body stiffens at your words. 

“Alright, honey.” The hand under your back drags upwards, tracing your spine until it rests against the back of your neck. Goosebumps litter down your body as the warmth of his palm meets your bare and ultra-sensitized skin. He lifts you closely until you can feel his breath against the skin of your throat. Your eyes flutter closed. “Brace yourself.” The rough timber of his voice is enough to make you unconsciously clench your thighs. Time slows as you feel the sharp edge of – are those fangs? 

You’re so focused on the gentle brush of his incisors that you barely notice the borderline possessive way he’s holding you. Like a wolf preparing himself for the meal of a lifetime. Just as he’s about to sink in and finally give you the relief that you’re practically begging for, an engine roars to life. 

An engine. In your bedroom. 

Well, there’ve been weirder things. 

Both of you separate slightly at the noise and watch as a motorcycle slowly rolls into the room. There sits a heavily pregnant spider-woman with a very unimpressed look on her face, eyes bouncing from you to the nameless man cradling your body.

“What the fuck is going on here?”

Simple Witch Things You Can Do

○ burn your favorite incense or candle

○ walk around barefoot to connect with the earth

○ burn random candles as you please

○ cleanse your crystals

○ thank your crystals, pendulums, tarot cards, and other tools

○ give offerings to forest spirits or animals

○ draw in sand

○ paint your feelings

○ meditate on cleansing your mind

○ use your favorite essential oils !!

○ write down all the things you hate and burn it

○ listen to your favorite song, not caring about how many times it repeats

○ draw or doodle with an intention, similar to sigils, but easer to hide

○ love yourself

        witchcraft is what you make of it, if you make it hard, it will be hard

Things Toxic Spiritualists Say ☠️

feel free to add your own experiences

I can name quite a few of those because my own mom is part of the team *pain*

None of the following things are true, so please don't let them influence you! <3

☠️✨ - "negative" emotions like sadness, anger, envy, etc lower your vibrations

☠️✨ - if you're feeling "negative" emotions frequently over a long period of time, you will develop cancer or an autoimmune disease

☠️✨ - we've already been every being and lived every life before so closed practices don't exit and we are all allowed to make use of them

☠️✨ - nothing is real and we're all going to die anyways so there's no need to solve or care about issues that go on in the world (like climate change, plastic in the oceans, etc)

☠️✨ - getting a piercing will hinder the energy flow in your body and you will see negative effects of it

☠️✨ - getting a tattoo will permanently make the symbols energy a part of you and influence your life (example: if you're getting a skull tattoo you'll become more negative and experience a lot of death or become sick)

☠️✨ - the more you think about something the more likely it is to manifest (while that isn't completely wrong, things you don't want don't manifest just because you think about them. That sentence is especially hurtful if you're an overthinker and your most frequent thoughts are 'what if i have or developed xy disease'. It'll throw you into a spiral.)

☠️✨ - the world is run by reptilian aliens (wow okay, next time just say that you're antisemitic)

☠️✨ - all of the mainstream media is controlled by the people in power and you'll only see what they want you to in order to spread panic. Therefore the only information you can trust is on youtube and telegram.

☠️✨ - the government full of reptilian aliens inserts microchips into vaccines to control the population

☠️✨ - the government full of reptilian aliens wants to get away from physical money and only use digital money to have better control over the population

☠️✨ - vaccines cause autism (first of all, ableist. Second, that's not only something many toxic spiritualists say but obviously also anti-vaxx people)

Those are all for now, I'll do another post if i can come up with enough <3