Connecting To Nature & The Universe

Tokyo Revengers: Mikey Appreciation Post

Recharge after Readings🌙

Here are some ideas to help you get some expended energy back after divination!

✨Eat something that makes you feel good. Some of my favorite post divination snacks: Avocado toast with hemp hearts, fruit, homemade soup.

✨Read a book or watch a tv show. Just make sure it’s relaxing to you. Something suspenseful won’t help as much.

✨Make yourself some tea. Chamomile with lavender is my favorite to help me recharge and relax. You can use any blend that you like.

✨Turn on some upbeat music you enjoy. Sing! Maybe dance around a bit, if you’re into that.

✨Take a shower or bath. Soak up the energy from the warm (or hot) water.

✨Meditate. Even 10 minutes of meditation after divination can help. And sometimes it can provide further insight after especially difficult readings.

✨Diffuse some essential oils. Lemon and orange always help me feel more energized.

✨Drink water. Hydration helps everything.

✨Add to this list anything that helps you recharge after readings. You can do one of them or many. Don’t forget your energy is valuable! If you are feeling especially drained, try taking a nap if you can. Treat yourself 🌷🌷🌷

Hi! Hi! Cotton! How are you babe? Sooooo…… Ive had this little fantasy in my head i would like to see you put to words in the way you do (i love your writing <3) Henry Cavill, but plot twist! Hes your college history teacher! You call him sir! And reader has a praise kink, with some orgasm denial, overstim, and size difference (from the kink roulette). I will absolutely adore it if you would write this! if not no worries! ily 🫶🏻

teacher’s pet~

ೃ⁀➷ college professor henry cavill x student afab ! reader

ೃ⁀➷ word count: 2.2k+

ೃ⁀➷ a/n: hi babe! i am doing meh rn, i think i have strep throat, anywayyyy....i loved your fantasy and i enjoyed putting it into writing, i hope it was what you were looking for. i am loving all the henry cavill requests!!! not proofread

ೃ⁀➷ warnings: stalking, teacher- student, dry humping, p in v sex, praise kink, cunnilingus, innocent virgin reader, orgasm denial, overstimulation, SIR KINK

ೃ⁀➷ please reblog & leave a comment with your thoughts 🫶🏻

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you had a tiny little crush on your professor. not that you were any different from the rest of the students in his class. professor cavill had every eye on him since the moment he walked into class. everybody wanted to fuck him. no one ever did.

there were rumors he was gay, as he showed no interest in girls, but he also showed no interest in men. so you tried to make do with your unrequited love.

you had a ridiculous schoolgirl crush on him.

every girl would race to sit in the front row, you were happy to stare at him from a distance.

your friends would make lewd jokes about professor henry.

and you would blush and squirm, not really comfortable with the way they talked about him. jealous, possessive.

your thoughts strayed as you walked through the campus, short plaid skirt swaying in the wind.

you slammed into a tall, hard, beefy man, his huge hands went to your waist to keep you from falling.

“careful there sweetheart.” his voice was gruff and familiar.

“yes sir, i’m sorry.” you looked up through your eyelashes at him, his eyes crinkled, never straying from yours, his lips twitched and he pinched your chin with his thumb and index finger, eyes never straying from yours.

he let go and brushed the hair from your face before turning around and sauntering off. his thick legs moving with surprising grace for someone his size.

you stared shell-shocked at his retreating back.

your friends squealed around you.

“he definitely wants to fuck you!”

“BYE! he totally wants to fuck your sweet unpopped cherry!”

“stop it! he can hear” you protested.

“he will definitely split you in two, have you seen the size of him? god, that’s hot babe!”

you groaned in irritation trying to walk away, but they chased after you.

“he definitely has a thing for your innocent virgin thing.”

“it’s always the innocent angels who are the dirtiest cock sluts.”

“you are such a BITCH!” you could not help but laugh at your friends’ teasing. you knew they were playing around, they loved to tease you, blood would rush to your face and your skin would darken. but it was all in good faith, this incident would be forgotten by tomorrow.

— ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

the incident was in fact, not forgotten by the next day, girls shot you looks and some of your classmates teased you.

“i bet that's how you get straight a’s! damn! fucking professor cavill, i am green with envy.”

you scoffed with humor. “shhh!!! he’s going to come soon!”

“yeah! in you!”

when henry entered a hush spread around the room.

“now what is all this ruckus about?” he raised a thick brow, eyes boring into you.

“nothing sir!” you balked.

he hummed, staring at you for a second before getting on with his lesson.

— ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

henry used all his willpower to keep his gaze from your frame.

you had always been in the periphery of his vision in the past but yesterday when your smaller frame bumped into him he took notice.

he could not help himself, hands touching you lovingly. you. his student.

your wide eyes, plaid skirt and white top, a knee-length sock with a pair of huge white sneakers.

you did not seem to care that much about your outfits, not making a statement, just preoccupied with other things. like your lap. which was really frustrating on his part. why did you not look at him? you took notes diligently. eyes staring at the projector and back at your notes, never on him.

your shyness piqued his interest. he got through the lecture on muscle memory. his eyes flickering to you from time to time. he had an obsessive audience, he wasn’t dumb, he had graduated summa cum laude, top of his class. so he knew to control himself during class.

before or after class, however…

— ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

you had a stalker. your core clenched with sensations you had only read about in your romance books. you had never experienced the desperate pounding ache that professor cavill made you feel deep in the apex of your thighs.

you made eye contact with him again however many times this week in the campus café, and your thighs clenched with need. you ordered your sugary drink, paid, and waited with anxious trepidation at having his eyes on you. you hurried out once you got the drink. you had to do something about him, it was wrong.

well….. maybe it wasn’t personal, why would you ever think that he would be stalking you? it could be an unlikely string of coincidences that led him to every place you were on campus, it was as if he had learned your schedule. that made you feel dangerous things, delicious taboo thoughts about your professor who was likely more than half your age older than you. you walked through the campus, sipping your sweet drink.

— ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

the stalking was getting out of hand. you needed to do something about it. your pussy wept and clenched and you did not know what to do with all the needy sensations that made you look at your pillow and want to hump it silly.

you knocked on his office.

“come in.”

“mr. cavill,” you entered his cozy office, it had wooden floors leather couches, and huge shelves overfilled with books. and a slightly messy desk where he sat on an expensive-looking chair.

“yes?” he looked up at you with his blue eyes. soft in a way you had never seen them.

you froze not knowing what to do now.

he cocked his head. “what is it, sweetheart?”

“don’t you think it’s inappropriate to call a student that?”

“do you not like it?” he frowned.

“that- that’s not the point!” you felt your face heat. you pressed your thighs together.

he chuckled, “look at you, you are downright squirming. do you think i would risk my career for any student?”

“no?”

“no.” he confirmed. “come here.”

he was taking a huge risk, but your dilated pupils and heaving chest told him the results would be enjoyable.

“where?” your voice was meek.

his grin was machiavellian and your cunt was aching with need, you walked toward him, sliding one leg over his lap and resting your core against his hard bulge.

you moaned at the contact against your pussy covered by thin drenched panties, your plaid skirt fluttering around you.

his big hands went to your ass and he pressed your hips down.

you mewled.

“this feels so good sir.” you moaned. “i’ve never felt anything like this.”

he groaned, “fuck…don’t tell me your sweet little pussy has not been fucked before?”

the friction was so good, your pussy lips split open, the bulge of his hardness rubbing against your aching, puffy, swollen clit. your hips jerked and spasmed.

“so needy… look at you, humping my lap like a needy bunny. are you a needy bunny, baby? do you touch yourself?”

“n-no!”

he hummed, pleased “good, that means i will be the first to make you cum, and i won’t stop until you are a crying mess. office hours are over and we have all the time in the world. take your panties off sweetheart and get back on my lap.” you obeyed, the cool office air on your sensitive pussy made you clench. he reached for the panties, you stared at him as he smelt them before pocketing them

the texture of his pants was heavenly against your bare pussy. nothing restricting your movements. the texture was rough against your sensitive cunt, harsh and punishing and exquisite.

your pussy gushed, making a mess of his pants, but you did not care, too busy chasing that build-up of pleasure to think or be embarrassed about the mess you were making.

you rutted against him almost at the peak, when he stopped you with his hands.

“i changed my mind, i want you to cum on my dick,”

you whined in protest, hips jerking softly, but it was futile.

you were smaller than him, his large thick frame contrasting yours. he stood up, and carried you with him, one arm wrapped under your ass, the other swiping all the contents of his desk to the floor with a loud crash.

he sat you on the desk and knelt in between your open legs. “look at me, kneeling for you. you think i would kneel for just any pretty girl? no. i do not. ever since i crashed into you my thoughts have not strayed from your pretty innocent eyes. from your thighs, that skirt, i want to fuck you in nothing but that skirt.”you moaned, pussy bursting with arousal, he leaned his head on your inner thigh, eyes taking in your glistening, dripping cunt, he slid a finger in between your wet folds, splitting you open, rubbing the tip of his finger against your clit. your hips chased the friction.

“you are such a good girl, taking attentive notes and every assignment you turn in done so carefully. you want to please me don’t you, sweetheart? you want to be a good girl? well, you are. never been touched. have you been waiting for me, sweetheart?”

“yes- yes sir!” you whined.

“good, girl,” he looked up at you and damn you if it wasn’t the most beautiful sight you had ever seen. he split you open with his tongue and you yelped at the foreign deliciousness of his tongue on your pussy.

he kissed and nipped softly, devouring you like a man starved. this time you felt the pressure build easily, faster, but once again he stopped, and it was agonizing, you felt your walls pound with need ache.

this time it was his fingers which split you open and you were so sensitive you could not help the tears that escaped the corner of your eyes.

“look at you, a whiny, needy, whimpering mess. so sensitive. never been touched huh? well you are doing so good. my good girl. bet you will become all cock drunk when i fuck your little pussy. but i have to get you all nice and wet and ready for my cock, so it doesn’t hurt my favorite student. my dick is already hard because of your delicious sounds baby girl, i can’t wait to get my dick inside you.” his fingers pumped in and out of you, your body spasming with overstimulation.

“please sir!” you whined and cried out at your over sensitive pussy being teased. you needed release fast, and you needed him to stop his movements, but if he stopped you were positive you would meltdown from deprivation. “please!” your syllables dragged out.

you looked so pathetic and needy he decided to take pity on you. swirling his thumb on your clit. “just a little longer, alright? i want your first orgasm to be on my cock!”

“please sir!” this time your voice cracked.

“come on sweetheart, you are doing such a good job, you are so good, my pretty girl, so perfect.”

he stood up, his hips aligning with yours, your trembling hands reached to unbuckle his belt, he let you struggle through it, watching with fond eyes as your frustrated fingers worked his belt, his pants, then his boxers, his large angry cock springing free. it was so beautiful you wrapped your fingers around it, pumping it experimentally. he groaned out and bucked into your hand. you looked up at him through your lashes, silently voicing s question he answered with a smile. you aligned his dick with your cunt, hips canting to fit him in.

he was so big he stretched you open, your cherry popping burned but it could have been worse had he not made you all wet snd ready. henry gripped your hips and sank fully into you, both of you moaning at the sensation of your tight cunt being stretched by him. he was so big by comparison it made you so needy. you bucked your hips, encouraging him to move, and move he did.

rutting into you with all his strength, those muscles were not just for eye candy after all…

your body spasmed with each thrust and it wasn’t long before your pussy clenched him and the pressure in hour core built and built until burst, making you bite his shoulder to keep from screaming at your first orgasm, hands scratching his back.

he groaned as you squeezed his cock, hips pumping fast, this time chasing his own pleasure, it hurt so good, you were so sensitive but you did not want to stop. the best you could do was cry and slide your hands to his waist, pulling him to you with each thrust.

it wasn’t long before he followed after you cum filling you and dripping down where you joined. he joined your foreheads together and with the last last pumps of his hips wipe the sweaty tendrils of hair from your forehead, kiss your nose, and tell you how good you were, how good you felt. you were his good girl. the ultimate teacher’s pet.

Common Spell Items

Here’s a collection of items you can easily find outside and their correspondences/associations

Grass:  Psychic powers, protection, growth, nature, learning, healing, new beginnings, recovery from loss Pine needles:  Cleansing, healing and strengthening. It also acts as a natural insect repellent Pine cones: Masculinity, fertility Maple Leaves: Feminine, moon magic, travel, learning, dealing with change, decision making, spiritual healing Pennies: Luck, wealth Dandelions: Divination, wishes, calling spirits Dandelion leaves:  Summoning spirits, healing, purification, defeating negativity Red/purple wild clover:  Fidelity, love, money, protection, the blessing of domestic animals White wild clover: Breaking curses Two leaf clover: Love, luck Three leaf clover: protection, luck Four leaf clover: Protection, psychic powers, spirit work, luck, success Oak leaf:  Truth, steadfast knowledge, protection Acorn:  Good luck, protection, wisdom, and personal power Walnut: Healing and protection

Feel free to add any more! 

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

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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

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