A Tip For Blending When Painting Digitally: Use A Transition Color! I Quickly Made This When My Brother

I once fell asleep on the floor of a bathroom

(I have no friends to tag T-T)

Tell me one thing

friendly-neighborhood-new-kid:

masked-vigilante:

brightstarblogs:

shinyvapor26:

cosmiccraigory:

niiary:

nanananakins:

snowypinkbunnies:

wanna-buzz:

rarepair-central:

goddammit11da:

unradicaldoodling:

lavishlacee:

cryptidrain:

cacti-and-soda:

incandescent-crescent:

florescentsharks:

obsessedwithsnow:

cherrybazpitch:

angsty-ass-pepermint:

wallpatterns:

da5haexowin:

lovelyh0lland:

darlingtholland:

softspideyboy:

petxrparks:

starkravingparker:

sweetboitom:

dreamholland:

billowyblues:

sweetteatimmychalamet:

ladyblakeney25:

isitandwonder:

mylastvow:

morgendaemmerung89:

loveinthemindpalace:

msbander:

londoncallingsigh:

ellipsisaspired:

ghislainem70:

discordantwords:

thetimemoves:

221b-carefulwhatyouwishfor:

alexxphoenix42:

chriscalledmesweetie:

gobacktobakerstreet:

mama-orion:

teaistheanswertoeverything:

shittypeanut:

datgurlmacs:

selfishferret:

daniel-pastel:

welcome-to-my-phantasyland:

justphantastic:

dantartica:

sleevelessphil:

accio-phan:

corgisocks:

lesterdreams:

blossom-howell:

guesswhatphandomimin:

Tell me one thing about yourself and tag 3 people.

I can’t really whistle @paula229 @solardanstem @blossom-howell

oh god

i still have my first bear from when i was born. he’s a mess

@golddustphan @lesterdreams @teatowelhowell

I’m allergic to touching cold things

@stevesbi @corgisocks @moonbeamphan

true fact: when i was a young child, i used to ask my mom to draw cat whiskers on my face with eyeliner. the cat whiskers truly do come from within! @phanwithdogs @dreamdilddy @accio-phan

i cant whistle,, like,,, at all

@sleevelessphil @levisduster @artisticxfool

I can’t jump rope

@seafoamlester @dantartica @itsupposedtobecheesy

I have multiple double joints in my hands/toes

@sushiunderwear @theofficial01 @justphantastic

I can lick my nose 

@sorta-phantastic @welcome-to-my-phantasyland @awkwardodie

I’m allergic to peanuts

@daniel-pastel @aliceinwonderlandforever @thedarksideofhufflepuff

I’m slightly allergic to cats

@phanic-at-the-malfoys @ladders-the-album @selfishferret

I’m Homeschooled (God that’s a boring fact soz)

@beardedbeardduck @phanmail @datgurlmacs

I’m homeschooled as well! :)

@mama-genes-blues @shittypeanut @fe-ically

I am extremely bisexual

@just-your-everyday-weirdo @phantastickilljoys @teaistheanswertoeverything

Éowyn was my first fictional crush.

@mama-orion, @sapphicfinn, @kai-idth 

I used to be a cartoonist for our town’s little indy newspaper.

@fellshish @angel-without-wings-sew @gobacktobakerstreet

I’m actually happy and content with my life. @sincerely-chaos @cheeseshop @chriscalledmesweetie

Thirty years ago, I buzzed all my hair down to a quarter of an inch long, and my mom’s comment was, “At least you have a nicely shaped skull.”

Tagging @daisyfairy1 @imnova and @alexxphoenix42

I lead drum circles. 

I tag … @conversationswithjohnlock @prettysherlocksolider   @221b-carefulwhatyouwishfor

I like black licorice (a divisive subject in our house).

I tag @alexaprilgarden and @thetimemoves and @chinike

I played the theme to Chariots of Fire for a clarinet solo when I was in 5th grade (spoiler alert: my reed broke right in the middle).

I tag @discordantwords and @significanceofmoths and @notquitepetworth .

I play bass in a band. (No fame or fortune, just some local good fun.)

Tagging @saki101, @viridiandecisions and @ghislainem70

I re-read Charles Palliser’s The Quincunx every year around Christmas, and I’m deep into it now.

Tagging @honeybeelullaby @elwinglyre @ellipsisaspired

I’m deathly afraid of flying.

You’re it: @londoncallingsigh @simpleanddestructivechemistry @scifrey

I’ve flown an airplane solo (I can’t really believe it now; a long time ago I took flying lessons and got to the point of soloing twice but never finished my license).

Tagging @bandersnatchmycummerbund @bluebellofbakerstreet @nochillscientist

I’m a sex worker

@homosociallyyours @arallara @thedepthsofmyshame

I can’t peel fruit or veggies with a knife, I have to use a peeler. @love-in-mind-palace @morgendaemmerung89 @consultingpacha @bakingsherlycakes

I can over bend my hands… backwards…

@loveismyrevolution @mylastvow @bakingsherlycakes

I can’t roll the ‘R’ … which makes learning languages like Spanish or Finnish fucking annoying. (I know I tried both)

@missmuffin221 @isitandwonder @shylockgnomes

I really don’t like flying.

@maraskolnikova @ladyblakeney25 @lion-from-the-north

I hate soup plates.

@maraskolnikova @raquelsantos92 @subjectivelyspeaking oops @maraskolnikova has already been tagged

So tell us one thing @sweetteatimmychalamet 😘

By the time I turned 18, I had broken 26 bones in my body, and my nose (which technically isn’t a bone so I count it separately idk)

TELL ME THINGS @billowyblues @nellipot @694699

Right now I’m at a place where i’m a little bit (a lotta bit) lost and I don’t know what to do with my life. I really wanna work in films but I’m scared as fuck that I’ll suck at it and never get jobs and be poor forever.

tell us one thing @elioperlmxn @sweet-tchalameats @thestarsaregivenonceonly

when I sing some Ariana Grande songs I can make myself sound like her COMPLETELY

@xzaestheticzx @sweetboitom @vitaminfinn

i’m highly allergic to mangos

@one-who-reads-too-much @peachyhollands @starkravingparker

I’m afraid of Mac N cheese

@petxrparks @lilacjupiter @tomscaprisun

I’m too scared to tell people how I really feel which gives me sensory overload 🙃

@penisprkr @darlingtholland @softspideyboy

I can sing the ABC’s with my mouth closed.

@darlingtholland @ohhhotstan and @underoosstark

*whispers* I’m afraid of rejection

@lovelyh0lland @moonlightmahogany @heartlessfeelings24

I cannot snap for the life of me

@supernaturalpllfan1 @beautiful-holland @darlintom

I have two titanium rods and 24 screws in my spine; and only 4 vertebrae are unfused.

@toms-order @wallpatterns @writingmyselfintoanearlygrave

You can’t tell, but half of one of my front teeth is fake @angsty-ass-pepermint @sinnerswithbrokenhearts @tv-saved-the-teenage-girl

O shit

I read Carry On by Rainbow Rowell in four hours

@wasteofawriter @cherrybazpitch @thisisjnicole

um… i go to an all girls school and i can’t wait to go back to co ed. i’m boring ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

@mintaero @obsessedwithsnow @ravenclawbaz

I have two cats called whiskey and muffin lol

@simon–speaks @mostperculiar @mad-1n-w0nderland

In the Sixth grade i carried around The Twin Towers like a teddy bear

@incandescent-crescent @shrekistheonetruegod @livatrix

I want to be a zoologist so I can probably tell you a weird fact about your favourite animal

@ad-magnum-ingenium @cacti-and-soda @partofwaytoomanyfandoms

I have 14 button up shirts with aesthetic patterns!

@cryptidrain @karloffmennis (and i,,,, can’t,,, think of another person to,,,,, tag :,))

I do adore grim/creepy aesthetics

♡ @cyuuan ♡ @onedumbbitch12 ♡ @lavishlacee ♡ [♡ you don’t have to do it, but I hope you don’t mind the tag ♡]

Gosh uh I still get nervous when I buy things by myself ! @unradicaldoodling @twocaliforniavalleyboys @azraels-lover-phanuel

Uhh i still cant spell alot of words!

@goddammit11da @todirtroki @houma

I’m hungry.

@rarepair-central @ur4vity @thathappyleader

im Sad

@fandomtrash-universe @wanna-buzz @renthesmolbean

I’m not kidding, I can bend my thumb all the way backwards and put it flat down on a table while doing so.

@snowypinkbunnies

@breakfast-country

@ anyone else who i know, but you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to.

I have a medical condition, heart condition actually called P.O.T.S.

@nanananakins @the-parentheticals @biphobiaphobic

When I get migraines which I’m diagnosed susceptible to, they literally can last two days minimum, maximum WEEK AND A FUCKING HALF

@brightstarblogs @hu-mannequin @niiary

I’m high manteinance in terms of coffee, since I’ve been working in a coffee shop for a couple of years…

Which is kinda funny because I shouldn’t drink it much due to my anxiety.

@intemerated @laquelle @cosmiccraigory

Wow ok im flattered I was tagged

One thing about me is - i got surgery on my arm when i was lil and i have a hole in my arm and now i call it my second belly button

@chasity-the-gypsy @aeferdilly @shinyvapor26

Such honor!

One thing? I can’t get cold. Well, I can. I just can’t feel it. To the point where I had frost bite on my two fingers.

My tags: @brightstarblogs @crowded-skies @jet-kismet

Thanks @shinyvapor26 and @nanananakins for tagging me!

I can’t ride a bike. I never owned one so I never got the chance to learn. I have attempted to once, but I went straight into a bush 😂

I tag: @sweet-liss @masked-vigilante @saltysandcat

Oh shit okay. Thanks for the tag @brightstarblogs

When I played soccer back in the day I dislocated my knee and it still acts up from time to time… and this happened nine years ago.

Tagging : @cosmitac, @foxalicat and @friendly-neighborhood-new-kid

Thanks Craig! @masked-vigilante

New kid: There’s another half of me that I’m afraid people will see.

Mun: I use to be afraid of clowns but thanks to homestuck I’m more afraid I’ll hurt someone dressed as a clown now

Tags: @fandoms-and-feels-everywhere

@milkmateartist

@dadzawa-of-1a

Aw jeez

Fun fact: I’m scared of driving but love riding my bike

@michi0no @the-box-genie @jynxdphantomofthewaves

The Seven Deadly Sins

Just a little thing. I didn’t put too much effort into this lolol. And I didn’t get all the sins in there either, but hey! Yandere scenarios for five of the seven deadly sins!

Warnings: yandere, suggestive content, dark themes

Bakugou (Pride)

Anyone that would deny that Bakugou was the best of the best was a lying, jealous pissant. His quirk was the quirk to have, one that had more uses than any of those wannabe, loser mouthbreathers he called his classmates. On top of that, Bakugou was strong, fast, agile, and his stamina was certainly something to write home about. There was no doubt in his mind that he was going to make it big in this world; everyone else either wanted to be him, fuck him, or fight him, as it should be.

So when Bakugou told you that the two of you were going out, and you told him that you certainly were not, he’d nearly lost his shit. What was wrong with you? Were you blind? Clearly there was something wiry with your head if you didn’t know that you should have been honored that Bakugou even spared you a second glance! Maybe you were just ignorant. It could be that you just weren’t aware of Bakugou’s splendor– as unlikely as that was, he’d simply have to give you a reminder. After all, he couldn’t expect someone so cute to be smart, too.

He’d show off more in front of you, making sure to blow your mind whenever your eyes found their way back to him during training exercises. He’d be sure to best any other guy he’d previously seen you talking to, so you knew that it was clear that he was better than any of them. If that didn’t grab your attention– it was amazing that it didn’t– he’d have to start getting a little more aggressive. He’d knock into you more often in the halls, making sure to help his little mouse collect her things when they’d scatter everywhere. Of course, he wouldn’t apologize for the incident; if you weren’t such a klutz, you wouldn’t be having these issues.

Touchy, touchy. He somehow managed to get the two of you paired up during hero training more often than not, and boy was that his time to shine. He’d use every opportunity to grab onto your body, whether it was to “detain you”, or “save you” didn’t matter. He’d have his hard cock pressed against your ass either way, just to make sure you knew what you were missing out on. He’d relish that fact that he could make your cheeks darken after hardly any effort.

Bakugou would eventually come to the conclusion that you didn’t dislike him, you were just being a stuck-up bitch. He’d really just have to make you admit it, behind closed doors, with you underneath him, pinned down, helpless, and unable to deny just how great Bakugou really is.

And hell, he’d show you that he wasn’t prideful for no reason.

Shinsou (Envy)

“You can’t help what your heart longs for…”

It hurt… It was never supposed to be this way. It was never supposed to be you advancing onto class A, leaving poor, unfortunate Shinsou in the dust. He was just as capable as you, moreso even… when he put his mind to it. It was just that you had yourself a flashy quirk. You were lucky. He was not. The world was unfair, and it hurt him.

For awhile, Shinsou wanted to stay rueful of you. He didn’t want to have to watch you advance, or gain attention from both your peers and hero agencies, or become friends with other “gifted” students that also didn’t know how lucky they were. He didn’t want to watch, but he couldn’t help it.

He wasn’t able to look away when you were wowed and wooed by the pathetically squirrely antics of none other than Izuku Midoriya, the kid who stunted Shinsou’s chances to be seen as something more than he was all those years ago at the sports festival.

What an ugly, creeping feeling crawling its way from Shinsou’s ribs to his shoulders as he watched Midoriya’s lips move slowly, less than an inch away from your ear, sharing secrets that made your body flush. He felt like he was drowning, wanting so badly to know what Midoriya had been whispering, what it’d be like to feel your blush radiating off your skin because of something he said, or how it’d feel if he was the on you smiled for after brushing your hair around your ear.

This wasn’t right. It was better when he felt disdainful because of you. Now he had to deal with these impossible feelings of wanting… needing… coveting…

What did you see in Midoriya that made you so blind to Shinsou? Was it his energy, his looks (come on. him?), or just the fact that he’d been born with an exceptional quirk, one that would easily make him a hero? And why was Shinsou suddenly so invested in who whispered into your ear? He no longer knew whether or not he was jealous of Midoriya, or if he was jealous of you, but he was certain that this longing would not be satiated until he did something about it.

You could never understand what it was like to yearn for something so badly, but never quite have it in your grasp. He’d try to explain to you… after he took you (honestly, you were far too trusting. Probably because you’ve never been in any real situation where you had to question your judgement), but you wouldn’t listen, even when he’d have your mind washed so you were no longer screaming or cursing at him.

Shinsou had the drive to take things when the world wouldn’t serve him his desires on a silver platter. He took you, but you didn’t love him yet, so he’d just have to keep taking things from you until you did: your first kiss… a surprised gasp… a wistful sigh… a drawn out moan… He’d continue take and take and take, until everything you had besides your quirk was virtually his, and after that, he’d continue to take until you understand that longing ache he had for you, and to be a hero, and to be more than what people made him out to be. By this time, he didn’t even want anything that wasn’t you anymore, but until you and him were on the same page, he wouldn’t stop. He wouldn’t stop until you longed, and you craved, and you wanted, and when you did, he’d have you, so he’d have everything, and the tables would turn.

…Until he decided that it was Midoriya’s turn to be green with envy.

Hawks (Gluttony)

Please pay attention to him– he’d only ever wanted to impress you.

It was mating season for bird thots everywhere, which meant it was time to get a little bit flashy… Baby Keigo didn’t grow up with a whole lot, so you couldn’t really blame him for becoming a bit of a hype beast. He collected all the newest garb, bringing it all home to show it off to you. If you, his precious little bird didn’t want to act like she cared, well, that was fine, right? That just meant… he had to bring you more stuff: pearl necklaces, new Adidas, boxes of chocolates, a nice throw. He certainly couldn’t get you a phone or a computer because– ha! He wouldn’t want you calling anyone for help or anything. But would you… if you had the chance? Why would you when he took such good care of you? The idea that maybe you weren’t playing hard to get, and instead just didn’t like Hawks… after he brought you all this stuff? It kinda stings, babe! 

Thinking about that would put him in a bad mood and you don’t want a grumpy bird thot on your hands. He’d hoard all the stuff he bought in his little comfy nest he made for the two of you, chirping all about all he had to go through to get you these things, only to have you be your regular spoiled and standoffish self. Oh yes, he’d be entirely too quick to play the guilt game. Manipulative? Maybe. Charming? He sure thought he was! Incredibly annoying? To you, absolutely. You’d just have to give him the attention he so desperately wanted if only to stop all his crooning. 

You’d have to sit next to him, tell him that you loved all that he’d done for you, stroke his feathers, feed him some of those chocolates– hold up! Ohhh little chickadee, please don’t you stop stroking those wings. Originally, he wanted to spoil you, but baby angel, you made him feel so good. This was definitely on purpose, right angel? You wanna show him that you wanna be with him? You want to love him? It doesn’t matter at the moment, just— just please don’t stop touching him!

You made his body hot, and those beautiful, angelic fingers felt so incredibly soothing as they wove through his feathers. But be careful baby girl. You’d gotten yourself in a bit of a pickle; the more you pull your hands through his wings, the more you’d be telling him you want to mate with him, but the instant you pull away, he would, without a shadow of a doubt, jump your bones.  

He really couldn’t help himself. He was a glutton for you, babe!

Midoriya (Greed)

If you give a mouse a cookie, he’s gonna want some milk.

What was Izuku Midorya’s cookie? That simple smile his bunny sent his way.

Oh, how… adorable it was. The first time you’d smiled at him, his belly filled with so much warmth and he got this tingling feeling that followed him throughout his entire night. Midoriya didn’t know what it was that did him in about that gentle regard, but he did know that he wanted to see it again. The same fuzzy feeling he got returned to him every time he collected another one of your smiles, but it wasn’t as all encompassing as it had been the first time. Midoriya wanted– no, needed more, just to get the same pleasurable feeling back, if only for a second.

More.

A brush of the hands, fingertips to fingertips, your touch was precious to Midoriya. It was exhilarating whenever he got to touch you, whether he was passing something back to you and he let his fingers linger on you for just a tiny bit longer than was entirely necessary, or in shorter bursts when you slapped his hands when something good happened. That time you playfully grabbed his hand and pretended to read his palm– how you looked up from at him while your fingers traced his “love line”, Midoriya realized that touching you was at once, both everything and not enough.

More.

Why couldn’t this be enough? Why wouldn’t he ever be satisfied.

At first he thought that he could wait– spend his time working his way up to a kiss, and from a kiss, something more, little by little, but his darling moved far too slow for that. It wasn’t that his bunny wasn’t worth waiting for, but your pace was excruciating and Midoriya spent too many nights with a roaring ache in his loins, you stuck behind his eyelids. He pictured you running your hands over his bare chest too many times not to make that a reality.

More.

When Midoriya finally got to kiss you, he wouldn’t stop there. It could never have been a simple peck on your lips that only lasted a second– one that would have you turn away with a blush until you eventually ran away, all cute and bashful like you were. No, Midoriya would have to slip his tongue in between your lips, and he would have to ignore how your beautiful, warm body tensed when his finger tips slid from your cheeks to your neck. It would have to be a kiss where Midoriya could lodge his knees between your legs, hold you close, and swallow your pleas with more kisses. Again and again and again. Your soft lips against his. He’d keep you to himself, your body would be his to roam over, his to mark up, and his to touch, and kiss, and love until you have nothing left to give.

And then he’d take more.

Because Midoriya would always be greedy for you, and you were not supposed to give cookies to mice.

Aizawa (Sloth)

If Aizawa was weighted to the couch, you were also weighted to the couch. There was absolutely no getting up allowed on days that he had off. If you weren’t caged in underneath the erasure hero, his arms would be wrapped around you at all times, holding you tightly, offering you nothing but lazy kisses whenever you protested or tried to wriggle away from him.

He’d have mounds of blankets piled on top of the both of you, creating a snug little prison for you, and a cozy paradise for him. Nothing was better than having you pressed up against him– no other responsibilities besides making sure that his little kitty was comfy, secure, close, and protected.

He’d order takeout and enjoy feeding you by hand, loving it even more when he could lick or nibble any food that he’d “accidentally” get on you while he was at it, and he’d gently massage your scalp while your laid your sleepy head on his lap. He adored the cute, little noises you gave out when you were on the edge of sleep, so he’d keep you there, in that state, rubbing your head, back, and ass to get you to drift to sleep, and kissing your neck and shoulders to keep you awake.

Even the way he fucked you when you had days like these was more than a little lazy. He’d turn you into a little sushi ball, all tucked and rolled up in your blankets with nothing but your legs exposed. He’d lick your pussy, but only enough to get you wet and wanting, and mount you when you were bound and powerless, ready to take anything he had to give. He couldn’t help but cum inside of you when he finally got there; pulling out would only be a bother– a mess he’d have to clean. Besides, with your face all cute and red when when you got hot and bothered, he probably wouldn’t be able to resist claiming you like that whenever he had the opportunity.

He’d always cherish these slothful Sundays he could spend doing nothing but loving his little kitten.

THERE HE IS

THERE HE IS

M Y P U R P L E S O N

“Let Only Good Energy In” Horseshoe Ward Charm

(little squeal for the first spell I have to share with Tumblr. This and all future spells of mine will be posted in the Spells page of my blog)

The thought process behind this enchantment is adding wards to an object long thought to offer protection and good luck in and of itself.

Items:

a horseshoe

a doorway to hang the horseshoe over

your magical self!

Procedure:

Think of the horseshoe as a cup, with the prongs being the mouth of the cup, kind of like a “U”

Tip the horseshoe over so that the prongs are facing down and shake the horseshoe, making as if you’re pouring something out of a cup. Here, you’re pouring the old and negative energies out, the wards that need replacing

Turning the horseshoe upright again, hold it tightly in both hands and close your eyes.

Envision good energy and the fresh wards flooding into your mouth (for some reason, I see these particular wards as fish? In my mouth? Weird, I know ^^)

Gently blow the good energy and fresh wards into the mouth of the horseshoe, as if you were filling a cup with liquid.

Being careful not to tip the horseshoe in case the wards pour out, secure the horseshoe above or near a doorway to as a protection charm!

Reasoning:

Horseshoes have long been thought to bring good luck to homes in which they’re hung. Eastern cultures were said to have hung them like crescents “C” and they offered protection against the Evil Eye. Back when they were made of iron, they were used as protection against malicious fae, evil spirits, and imps.

Note:

Refill these wards every couple of months. When you go to tip the old wards out, thank them for their protection as you release them from their enchantment.

💫 Circles In Witchcraft 💫

WHAT IS A CIRCLE?: A circle is an energetic construct used in witchcraft. It can enhance the power of a spell and protect you. It can be marked as something that is both physical or energetic, or both! WHEN DO I CAST A CIRCLE?: Circles are cast before you do a spell, ritual, divination, ect. When you do it really depends on the type of witch but the short answer is: it is cast before doing magick. As I said above, to protect you and to enhance the spells power. DO I HAVE TO CAST ONE BEFORE DOING A SPELL?:  Absolutely not! I only ever cast a circle when I am doing a big spell. Usually a spell or ritual during one of the sabbats. it isn’t necessary to do any spell, but since it enhances the power of the spell & protects you it is a good idea to do before any spell that will require a lot of time and work.  HOW TO CAST A CIRCLE: - The space Figure out how much space you will need! The circle needs to encompass you and all the tools you will use in the spell, plus candles/incense.  - Your supplies  Try to make sure you have all your supplies together, I have forgotten stuff a few times and had to exit the circle. It can be done, but it’s just an overall not fun inconvenience.  - Atmosphere  This may be obvious, like remembering your supplies, but remember if any candles are going to be lit or if any incense is going to be burned, get that prepared too. - Cleanse  First cleanse the space! This can be done both physically & energetically. I usually sweep the ground where I’m going to cast a circle. Then I use the smoke from a candle I’ve blown out to cleanse it energetically. I also have a post about cleansing you can find -here-. - Protection & Safety  You’re going to want to ward before you do any magick. But especially big spells where you’ll need to cast a circle, when deities, spirits, invoking, ect may be involved. Here’s a really good post about warding. Elemental Method:  - Supplies: A feather  A red candle  Moon water Rock quartz  Alright, you’ve cleansed and you’ve warded and you’ve got your supplies all together. Now it’s go time.  Start with the East, turn to it and say “I summon the East, protect & empower this sacred circle”  The East is associated with the element of air. So I offered a feather. You could either lay this down ahead of time, or let it drift from your hand into the space/on your altar during circle casting.  Next turn to the South, and say “I summon the South, protect & empower this sacred circle” then light the candle.  The south is associated with the element fire and the color red. So I lit a red candle.  Then turn to the West, and say “I summon the West, protect & empower this sacred circle”  The West is associated with the element water, so I offered some super moon water from a glass. This would traditionally be done with your chalice.  Finally turn to the North, and say “I summon the North, protect & empower this sacred circle”  The North is associated with the element Earth so I offered up my chunk of rock quartz.  Now imagine the circle, or well sphere of energy forming around you and solidifying. Take this moment to focus and ground yourself. Chant, do anything you’d like to do that focuses you and brings the energy up. Summon any deities or spirits you wish to assist you. Now, cast your spell! Once you are done with the spell, imagine the circle crumbling into the ground. And the energy used releasing itself.  Alternative Offering: You could also offer lit candles to all the elements. Yellow for East, Red for South, Blue for West, & Green for North. Salt: Instead of making offerings to the elements you could go from East, South, West, & North, and sprinkle a thin trail of salt. Or you could sprinkle salt in addition to the elemental method.  If you’re casting this circle outside, use crushed eggshells instead of salt. Salt could damage the plants and grass nearby. Tips, Reminders & Questions: - What if I have to leave the circle?  I usually just imagine pulling a curtain back to exit the circle, then pulling it back again to enter again. But you could visualize anything you want. It is okay in my opinion to leave the circle.  - Make sure no one interrupts  Maybe this won’t apply to you but, I have not been interrupted while doing magick or casting a circle. But the idea of it just really irks me. It feels like it’d break the circle & my energy & intent. If you feel like this would apply to you, prepare to do the circle late at night or on a day when no one is around. If you have family or roommates.  As far the details of the elemental method go, that’s just how I do it. You can make up your own method or search up others for inspiration. This is from my grimoire, please do not copy or redistribute the elemental method section. This is all just my opinion.  Hope this helped someone! Enjoy! Have a lovely day 💖

Our Zim’s “thing” and why he’s the Ultimate Zim

I have talked about this a great length with many people privately since Zimvoid arc ended,

@paketdimensioncomic​ @sweetiepie08​ and @xryn-art​ 

But I don’t think I really made a whole post about it. What our Zim’s “thing” is. No, it’s not choking on styrofoam packing peanuts no matter what Zib thinks. And I can explain why really easily. 

Because this:

Is one hundred percent correct. 

Zim is really the ultimate Zim for way more reasons then he thinks. 

And it’s made even way more obvious when you reread the whole Zimvoid arc as a whole narrative.  

It’s not just because Zim was the one to completely erase the Zimvoid from his reality…

HE WAS THE ONLY ZIM WHO WAS CAPABLE OF DOING THIS.

Let’s see, what does our Zim have that the other Zims in the Zimvoid don’t?

He has a GIR. He was only able to interface with the frequency due to GIR. 

And Zim causing realities to collapse in on themselves wouldn’t have been possible at all without GIR. Zim would have honestly messed this up without him (he could have easily erased himself from existence) GIR is way more competent than he appears to be. 

Zim was able to destroy the Zimvoid because of direct assistance from GIR. 

And as we all remember: 

The zapper absolutely fried every single GIR on entry to the Zimvoid. According to Spotted Zim here, every single GIR was destroyed completely due to the zapper.

Not many people give it too much thought because before the arc was over people were predicting GIR would have a large role to play in what Zim’s “thing” is. And he does, because Zim couldn’t have taken down the entire Zimvoid without GIR.

But HOW did GIR survive? Why did GIR survive? what makes GIR so special?

D I B

If Dib did not stubbornly follow Zim blindly into the Zimvoid, GIR wouldn’t have survived.

(That and Dib keeps a close eye on GIR and slips easily into his protective big brother mode with him) 

IT’S THE REASON ALL THE OTHER GIRS perished.

ZIB EVEN SAYS AS MUCH:

Zib finds that weird and hilarious that out of all the Dibs, he’s the only one who comes, but he never really properly check what Dib’s “thing” is because it’s so obvious to him. 

But here’s the kicker about what our Zim’s “thing” is… or what Zib assumes from his thing…

He’s scanning his Memory for variations based on the timeline he came from, not the current events that are happening. 

Because as it stands….

Zim could have only destroyed the Zimvoid with GIR’s help.

GIR could have only survived with Dib’s assistance/interference… and 

Dib needed to follow Zim for this to happen. 

You know what else needed to happen?

Dib had to be there to pull Zim out of his own head and focus on the task at hand…

This sounds vaguely familiar 

So what am I getting at with all these connections? What does it all mean? Well… I have a bit of a theory, and I kinda think the Zimvoid proved it. 

There are a few things that set our Zim apart from all the other Zim and make him the Ultimate Zim..

Zim does not abide by the laws of this society very well. He does what he needs to do in the stadium, but he really is resistant to how bureaucratic the system is. Even 2k and Palindrome who do have their own resistance group, are still functioning within the rules of their society and the Elder Zim says as much. No Zim ever thinks to destroy this dimension altogether and take out all the other Zims with them. Even as a resistance group they are clearly playing by Zib’s rules.

There’s a reason that the Resistance has existed for six months and hasn’t even gotten close to beating much less confronting Number One until Dib showed up. They never really left the game and are really chasing their own tails. It’s just another way to feed into their competitive egos without directly competing in the stadium. If any of these Zim’s were as driven as OUR Zim, they would of confronted number One a very long time ago. 

Because our Zim is the most driven out of any Zim in the Zimvoid.

Zim rose in rank way faster in 24 hours than any progress that the Zim-Resisty made in six months. 

If half or even one of the Zims in the Zimvoid were as driven as our Zim, can you imagine how quickly this establishment could be abolished?! 

Every Zim has a role to fill and they will gladly fill those roles when they have a specific trait given to them… Like… THEY WILL OWN IT. IT IS WHAT DEFINES THEM AS AN INDIVIDUAL NOW.

For all these Zims in the Zimvoid…. and Carl… this defines what they are and who they are now. Every Zim takes great pride in their “Thing”  

For Zim, this is completely unacceptable. No version of Zim would just accept their role like this and he KNOWS that. It’s why he resists so hard and calls them all horrible variations of him. Zim has been fighting tooth and nail to carve his own identity and stand out as Irk’s finest invader for centuries. To get the Tallest and his people to look at him for who he is and praise him for how awesome he is. And now he’s being told that in order to be “unique” he has to “follow the crowd” You see where Zim’s whole conflict comes from here.

 This is why Zim falls to pieces when he is actually given a “Thing” and it’s the stupidest thing in the world. All these inferior Zims are the ones calling HIM the worst…. because of packing peanuts. 

The identity he’s been trying so hard to stand out isn’t important after all…. he isn’t a unique Zim, he’s the worst of the worst out of many Zims. You can see how that can easily break him and he would have stayed in his existentialism if Dib wasn’t there. 

And the thing about having a Dib in the Zimvoid….

It’s pretty obvious that not all of these Zim’s “THINGS” are exclusive. Throughout the multiverse, they don’t do the exact same things with the exact same people. Their Dibs and relationships and histories they have with Dib are extremely different. Zib didn’t take into account our Zim’s relationship with his Dib. 

And why would Zib even care about that? Since he claims that he killed his Zim. he lies about a lot of things 

To Zib, a Dib’s relationship to a Zim DOES NOT MATTER

So much so that he denies his own identity, falsifies so much information, lies to Dib’s face to make a good first impression, and above all else, never looks at any Zim’s timeline to determine what their Dib is like. He never checked to see what Dib’s thing is. He just assumed “oh you’re the only Dib who came, of course, that’s your thing” 

But he was wrong.

Really wrong about this, because Zim’s relationship to Dib is really the core factor in what sets Zim apart from the other Zims. 

Dib not only was the factor in keeping GIR alive, but was the factor in getting Zim promoted to the inner circle so quickly in the first place. 

Dib was also the factor in getting 2k and the rest of the Zim-Resisty wound up enough to actually DO something and storm the gate. Like I said, they’ve been sitting around following the rules of Zim-society as a “rebel” for like six months before Dib showed up.

Dib was able to motive the Zims into doing what they set out to do

Dib actually did a lot to boost Zim up into “Ultimate Zim” status. Wether intentional or not, and judged by 2k’s and Palindrome’s reactions to Dib throughout the arc….

I don’t think any other Zim has ever worked with a Dib before.

We get a lot of hints of this from how every Zim talks and refers to their Dib.

We never know how the Boloney effect was reversed in the show, and that’s part of the joke. But it is very clear that the Boloney effect was only reversed because Zim and Dib worked together to find a solution. THIS ZIM DID NOT WORK WITH DIB AND THIS IS WHY HE IS STILL MEAT.

And from all the context clues I showed before, it’s really clear no Zib and Dib throughout the multiverse have even worked together once, just from how all the Zims tend to regard Dib. 

And ESPECIALLY with how Zib regards HIS Zim.

It’s blatantly obvious to me that Zib has never worked together with his Zim. 

But as GIR has stated: 

If a “real” Zim has never worked with a Dib before…. This is the thing that really sets Zim apart.

Dib was the factor in keeping GIR alive.

Dib was the factor in rallying the Resistance.

Dib was the reason Zim got an audience with number One.

Dib was the one who motivated/inspired Zim to actually look deeper into the irken technology

AND DIB WAS THE REASON ZIM WAS ABLE TO DESTROY THE ZIMVOID

You can call this deep-seated denial from both of them, but they are both right in more ways then they know. 

Dib is the Ultimate Dib because Zim is the Ultimate Zim because they unintentionally, fall into teamwork roles and help each other out. They are both the “worst” because they can work together better then any other Dib and Zim in the multiverse, and that is why they are the best.

Zim was the only possible Zim in the multiverse who could actually do this. Because of Dib. 

And I really think that’s what makes him the Ultimate Zim. 

Like I really don’t doubt it. 

Summer recently just started for me, it was late because of the hurricane. So this is just a little picture I drew to celebrate it.

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HEX & CURSE IDEAS ☠️

Just a few of my ideas, all based on my research/experiences/opinion!  I’ll probably add more to this. 

DISCLAIMER:  All of these do require a taglock, see this post: • How To Collect A Taglock If you want to hex/curse someone but do not have one.  GENERAL IDEAS/FILL IN THE BLANKS:  Some of these might seem super obvious but sometimes we all need a little guidance or inspiration!  • Take a jar & fill it with your taglock + items that correspond with your intent. • Put an item near the taglock/poppet that represents your intent. • Bury your taglock at a location that corresponds with your intent. • Sew a poppet based on the victim and do to the poppet what you’d like done to the victim.                                                                       Misfortune:  • Take your taglock, and place it under a coin, preferably a big coin. Place a tiny black candle on the top and light it, as the candle burns, so will their good fortune, this will siphon it away. Blow out the candle & move the components away from each other when you’d like the spell to cease.  • Enchant an item the victim will like with misfortune, negativity, ect and gift it to them. Be sure to cleanse & ward after & be sure to counteract the effects of the spell so that it doesn’t effect you. 

Pain:  • Take your taglock, take some chili powder & burn the taglock with it. Alternatively: Let it sit in the chili powder for longer effects. • Sew a poppet based on the victim, drive needles through it & leave them in as long as you want the victim in pain.  • Alternatively, you could burn the poppet.

Bitterness:  • Take your taglock, & soak it in a jar (closed up) with some lemon juice. The victim will feel not only bitter, but alone.  Paranoia:  • Set your taglock near a drawing of some large eyes, they will feel they’re constantly being watched.  • Sew a poppet of the victim, • Take your taglock, or a poppet, & bury it at a crossroads. The victim will not know where to turn or what decisions to make & will begin to overthink their decisions, feeling stuck.  Chaos:  • Set your taglock in a large tall jar of storm water and spin it around & around, creating a whirlpool, visualize the victim panicking and being confused.  Stress/Fear:  • Set your taglock in a jar, seal it up with something that unsettles the victim. This might take a might of experimentation, perhaps seal the jar in the dark, put a spider in the jar, ect.  Claustrophobic:  • Place your taglock in a jar, cover it with dirt, bonus points if it’s dirt from near their home, place the jar in a very dark quiet place for as long as you want the spell active.  • Alternatively, you could fill the jar with black paint.  • Sew a poppet of the victim, and wrap it in something over and over, this could be thread, ribbon, string, cloth, whatever as long as it covers them repeatedly. Wrap it up tight.  To Show Someone’s True Colors:  • Take your taglock, and wrap it around a stick. Place the stick in a bottle of water & freeze it, set it out to thaw & as the ice falls away so will their outer layers, showing off their cold inner cold.  • Alternatively, you could cut a slit in an apple & place the taglock in there. Same principle, as the apple rots so will their outer layers.  • Sew a poppet based on the victim, as you’re stuffing it place a tiny black heart inside. When you want to enact the curse, cut open the poppet & turn it inside out. Showing their true colors, the small black heart inside.  More Posts: - What I’ve Learned About Curses  You guys wanted more stuff on cursing, here it is.  If I see any comments mentioning the rule of 3 and putting down others for their choices about their craft, I reserve the right to delete them!  I hope this helps you or teaches you something! Happy hexing! Have a lovely day 🖤

Just some pictures I took from my vacation.

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Honey Lavender Bread

submitted by @materiamystica​

½ cup Greek yoghurt ½ cup plain flour 1tsp baking powder ¼ tsp salt 1 tbsp dried lavender 1 tbsp honey 1 egg, beaten

The intent is to increase mental clarity and connection. To clear your spiritual and mental brain fog so that you can think and see more clearly again. To improve clarity of vision and connection to your heart’s desire. Lavender is employed to stimulate clarity and connection, cleansing, memory, passion, peace of mind, healing, love, passion and retention. With the honey for added sweetness and stickiness to make visions all the more sweet, and memories stick more permanently. Harvesting your own lavender can also be intended to honour Lammas, too!

1. Mix everything in a bowl and preheat the oven at 350 F. 2. Turn out onto a floured surface and knead adding more flour until it’s no longer sticky and has formed a nice stretchy bread dough. 3. Put into a floured loaf tin. 4. Brush top with egg wash. 5. Bake in the oven for 20-30 minutes until a golden crust has formed and a skewer comes out clean. 6. Slice and enjoy!