Caspian

Full & New Moons for 2018

Thu, 26 Apr 2018 23:51:23 -0400

🌘🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕🌖🌗

🌕 FULL 🌕
January 1
January 31
March 1
March 31
April 30
May 29
June 28
July 27
August 26
September 24
October 24
November 23
December 22

🌑 NEW 🌑
January 16
February 15
March 17
April 15
May 15
June 13
July 12
August 11
September 9
October 8
November 7
December 7

🌘🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕🌖🌗

🌿✨ Fairy Altar Tips! ✨🌿

Thu, 26 Apr 2018 23:51:17 -0400

la-petitefille:

hello loves! I wanted to make a short list of things to include in a springtime fairy altar. Spring has always made me feel drawn to their gentle magick, and i hope to obtain some of it in my own atmosphere. here are some simple things to include in your own fairy shrine:

♡ handfuls of soft grass (remember to say “thank you”)

♡ flat stones found around your neighborhood, either as they are or painted in pretty pastel colors

♡ small jars filled with fine glitter

♡ tiny crystals and tumble stones (rose quartz and tiger’s eye are lovely fairy-drawing choices, for example)

♡ a small mason jar or goblet of fresh water
♡ sticks you’ve found, either as they are or decorated with tied lace, pastel colored threads, acrylic paint, leaves, tied herbs, anything you’d see fit for a fairy wand ~
♡ tiny handwritten notes (write anything you wish)! anointed with flowery oils and placed under dried lemon/orange peels or in tiny jars

♡ fresh flowers of your choice (from the store or picked from nature - not somebody’s yard, unless you have permission)! ~

♡ rosemary, salt, lavender, and nutmeg in small pretty dishes or sprinkled around

♡ a little fairy/animal figurine (or a small photo of such)

happy spring! 🌦

pleiadic-magic: tree of yggdrasil rune / tarot spread midgard - your current situation niflheim -...

Thu, 26 Apr 2018 23:46:01 -0400

pleiadic-magic:

tree of yggdrasil rune / tarot spread

midgard - your current situation

niflheim - what is unclear to you?

jotunheim - what could hurt you?

vanaheim - what will heal you?

muspelheim - a danger to look out for

svartalfheim - what do you need to work on?

helheim - consequences of the future

alfheim - hope to hold on to

asgard - positive outcome / your future

this is a rune / tarot spread i designed based on the tree of yggdrasil. it’s not truly known where each of the nine realms lies on the branches, but this is my personal idea of the world tree. i hope you enjoy using it as much as i have!

tarot readings // sigils // instagram

sweetbonbonqueen:Reblog to have something good happen at 1:42...

Thu, 26 Apr 2018 14:17:36 -0400

sweetbonbonqueen:

Reblog to have something good happen at 1:42 tomorrow

norulesnobras: girlmariano: highschoolhottie: dont-kill-the-ken...

Sun, 15 Apr 2018 23:09:32 -0400

norulesnobras:

girlmariano:

highschoolhottie:

dont-kill-the-kennedys:

myonlyphenomenon:

I’ve been staring at this for 5 minutes

That’s what it looks like. That’s really what it looks like

Being out in the ocean is actually so scary because when you look really far out you can kind of see how the Earth is rounded out. It looks like a few miles ahead you’re just gonna fall off or something.

Also fun trick: if ur on mobile, double tap zoom in and slide the picture side to side. It looks like you’re actually there looking left to right

DO THAT DO IT RIGHT NOW

cell113: hardykat: americanninjax: iopele: thehoneybeewitch: jumpingjacktrash: fireandshellam...

Sun, 15 Apr 2018 03:59:11 -0400

cell113:

hardykat:

americanninjax:

iopele:

thehoneybeewitch:

jumpingjacktrash:

fireandshellamari:

gilajames:

captaintinymite:

wickedwitchofthewifi:

silvermoonphantom:

rocky-horror-shit-show:

geniusorinsanity:

bigmammallama5:

voidbat:

eatbreathewrite:

writing-prompt-s:

An old and homely grandmother accidentally summons a demon. She mistakes him for her gothic-phase teenage grandson and takes care of him. The demon decides to stay at his new home.

It isn’t uncommon for this particular demon to be summoned—from exhausting Halloween party pranks in abandoned barns to more legitimate (more exhausting) ceremonies in forests—but it has to admit, this is the first time it’s been called forth from its realm into a claustrophobic living room bathed in the dull orange-pink glow of old glass lamps and a multitude of wide-eyed, creepy antique porcelain dolls that could give Chucky a run for his money with all of their silent, seething stares combined. Accompanying those oddities are tea cup and saucer sets on shelves atop frilly doilies crocheted with the utmost care, and cross-stitched, colorful ‘Home Sweet Home’s hung across the wood-paneled walls.

It’s a mistake—a wrong number, per se. No witch it’s ever known has lived in such an, ah, dated, home. Furthermore, no practitioner that ever summoned it has been absent, as if they’d up and ding-dong ditched it. No, it didn’t work that way. Not at all. Not if they want to survive the encounter.

It hears the clinking of movement in the room adjacent—the kitchen, going by the pungent, bitter scent of cooled coffee and soggy, sweet sponge cakes, but more jarring is the smell of blood. It moves—feels something slip beneath its clawed foot as it does, and sees a crocheted blanket of whites and greys and deep black yarn, wound intricately, perfectly, into a summoning circle. Its summoning circle. There is a small splash of bright scarlet and sharp, jagged bits of a broken curio scattered on top, as if someone had dropped it, attempted to pick it up the pieces and pricked their finger. It would explain the blood. And it would explain the demon being brought into this strange place.

As it connects these pieces in its mind, the inhabitant of the house rounds the corner and exits the kitchen, holding a damp, white dish towel close to her hand and fumbling with the beaded bifocals hanging from her neck by a crocheted lanyard before stopping dead in her tracks.

Now, to be fair, the demon wouldn’t ordinarily second guess being face-to-face with a hunchbacked crone with a beaked nose, beady eyes and a peculiar lack of teeth, or a spidery shawl and ankle-length black dress, but there is definitely something amiss here. Especially when the old biddy lets her spectacles fall slack on her bosom and erupts into a wide, toothy (toothless) grin, eyes squinting and crinkling from the sheer effort of it.

“Todd! Todd, dear, I didn’t know you were visiting this year! You didn’t call, you didn’t write—but, oh, I’m so happy you’re here, dear! Would it have been too much to ask you to ring the doorbell? I almost had a heart attack. And don’t worry about the blood, here—I had an accident. My favorite figure toppled off of the table and cleanup didn’t go as expected. But I seem to recall you are quite into the bloodshed and ‘edgy’ stuff these days, so I don’t suppose you mind.” She releases a hearty, kind laugh, but it isn’t mocking, it’s sweet. Grandmotherly. The demon is by no means sentimental or maudlin, but the kindness, the familiarity, the genuine fondness, does pull a few dusty old nostalgic heartstrings. “Imagine if it leaves a scar! It’d be a bit ‘badass,’ as you teenagers say, wouldn’t it?”

She is as blind as a bat without her glasses, it would appear, because the demon is by no means a ‘Todd’ or a human at all, though humanoid, shrouded in sleek, black skin and hard spikes and sharp claws. But the demon humors her, if only because it had been caught off guard.

The old woman smiles still, before turning on her heel and shuffling into the hallway with a stiff gait revealing a poor hip. “Be a dear and make some more coffee, would you please? I’ll be back in a jiffy.”

Yes, this is most definitely a mistake. One for the record books, for certain. For late-night trips to bars and conversations with colleagues, while others discuss how many souls they’d swindled in exchange for peanuts, or how many first-borns they’d been pledged for things idiot humans could have gained without divine intervention. Ugh. Sometimes it all just became so pedantic that little detours like this were a blessing—happy accidents, as the humans would say.

That’s why the demon does as asked, and plods slowly into the kitchen, careful to duck low and avoid the top of the doorframe. That’s why it gingerly takes the small glass pot and empties it of old, stale coffee and carefully, so carefully, takes a measuring scoop between its claws and fills the machine with fresh grounds. It’s as the hot water is percolating that the old woman returns, her index finger wrapped tight in a series of beige bandages.

“I’m surprised you’re so tall, Todd! I haven’t seen you since you were at my hip! But your mother mails photos all the time—you do love wearing all black, don’t you?” She takes a seat at the small round table in the corner and taps the glass lid of the cake plate with quaking, unsteady, aged hands. “I was starting to think you’d never visit. Your father and I have had our disagreements, but…I am glad you’re here, dear. Would you like some cake?” Before the demon has a chance to decline, she lifts the lid and cuts a generous slice from the near-complete circle that has scarcely been touched. It smells of citrus and cream and is, as assumed earlier, soggy, oversaturated with icing.

It was made for a special occasion, for guests, but it doesn’t seem this old woman receives much company in this musty, stagnant house that smells like an antique garage that hadn’t had its dust stirred in years.

Especially not from her absentee grandson, Todd.

The demon waits until the coffee pot is full, and takes two small mugs from the counter, filling them until steam is frothing over the rims. Then, and only then, does it accept the cake and sit, with some difficulty, in a small chair at the small table. It warbles out a polite ‘thank you,’ but it doesn’t suppose the woman understands. Manners are manners regardless.

“Oh, dear, I can hardly understand. Your voice has gotten so deep, just like your grandfather’s was. That, and I do recall you have an affinity for that gravelly, screaming music. Did your voice get strained? It’s alright, dear, I’ll do the talking. You just rest up. The coffee will help soothe.”

The demon merely nods—some communication can be understood without fail—and drinks the coffee and eats the cake with a too-small fork. It’s ordinary, mushy, but delicious because of the intent behind it and the love that must have gone into its creation.

“I hope you enjoyed all of the presents I sent you. You never write back—but I am aware most people use that fancy E-mail these days. I just can’t wrap my head around it. I do wish your mom and dad would visit sometime. I know of a wonderful little café down the street we can go to. I haven’t been; I wanted to visit it with Charles, before he…well.” She falls silent in her rambling, staring into her coffee with a small, melancholy smile. “I can’t believe it’s been ten years. You never had the chance to meet him. But never mind that.” Suddenly, and with surprising speed that has the demon concerned for her well being, she moves to her feet, bracing her hands on the edge of the table. “I may as well give you your birthday present, since you’re here. What timing! I only finished it this morning. I’ll be right back.”

When she returns, the white, grey and black crocheted work with the summoning circle is bundled in her arms.

“I found these designs in an occult book I borrowed from the library. I thought you’d like them on a nice, warm blanket to fight off the winter chill—I hope you do like it.” With gentle hands, she spreads the blanket over the demon’s broad, spiky back like a shawl, smoothing it over craggy shoulders and patting its arms affectionately. “Happy birthday, Todd, dear.”

Well, that settles it. Whoever, wherever, Todd is, he’s clearly missing out. The demon will just have to be her grandson from now on.

this is so sweet. it made me want to hug someone.

i had to

I WOULD WATCH SIX SEASONS AND A MOVIE

Okay but she takes him to the little cafe and all of the people in her town are like “What is that thing, what the hell, Anette?” and she’s like “Don’t you remember my grandson Todd?” and the entire town just has to play along because no one will tell little old Nettie that her grandson is an actual demon because this is the happiest she’s been since her husband died.

Bonus: In season 4 she makes him run for mayor and he wins

I just want to watch ‘Todd’ help her with groceries, and help her with cooking, and help her clean up the dust around the house and air it out, and fill it with spring flowers because Anette mentioned she loved hyacinth and daffodils.

Over the seasons her eyesight worsens, so ‘Todd’ brings a hellhound into the house to act as her seeing eye dog, and people in town are kinda terrified of this massive black brute with fur that drips like thick oil, and a mouth that can open all the way back to its chest, but ‘Honey’ likes her hard candies, and doesn’t get oil on the carpet, and when ‘Todd’ has to go back to Hell for errands, Honey will snuggle up to Anette and rest his giant head on her lap, and whuff at her pockets for butterscotch.

Anette never gives ‘Todd’ her soul, but she gives him her heart

In season six, Anette gets sick. She spends most of the season bedridden and it becomes obvious by about midway through the season that she’s not going to make it to the end of the season. Todd spends the season travelling back and forth between the human realm and his home plane, trying hard to find something, anything that will help Anette get better, to prolong her life. He’s tried getting her to sell him her soul, but she’s just laughed, told him that he shouldn’t talk like that.

With only a few episodes left in the season Anette passes away, Todd is by her side. When the reaper comes for her Todd asks about the fate of her soul. In a dispassionate voice the reaper informs Todd that Anette spent the last few years of her life cavorting with creatures of darkness, that there can be only one fate for her. Todd refuses to accept this and he fights the reaper, eventually injuring the creature and driving it off. Knowing that Anette cannot stay in the Human Realm, and refusing to allow her spirit to be taken by another reaper, so he takes her soul in his arms. He’s done this before, when mortals have sold themselves to him. This time the soul cradled against his chest does not snuggle and fight. This time the soul held tight against him reaches out, pats him on the cheek tells him he was a good boy, and so handsome, just like his grandfather.

Todd takes Anette back to the demon realm, holding her tight against him as he travels across the bleak and forebidding landscape; such a sharp contrast to the rosy warmth of Anette’s home. Eventually, in a far corner of his home plane, Todd finds what he is looking for. It is a place where other demons do not tread; a large boulder cracked and broken, with a gap just barely large enough for Todd to fit through. This crack, of all things, gives him pause, but Anette’s soul makes a comment about needing to get home in time to feed Honey, and Todd forces himself to pass through it. He travels in darkness for a while, before he emerges into into a light so bright that it’s blinding. His eyes adjust slowly, and he finds himself face to face with two creatures, each of them at least twice his size one of them has six wings and the head of a lion, one of them is an amorphous creature within several rings. The lion-headed one snarls at Todd, and demands that he turn back, that he has no business here.

Todd looks down, holding Anette’s soul against his chest, he takes a deep breath, and speaks a single word, “Please.”

The two larger beings are taken aback by this. They are too used to Todd’s kind being belligerent, they consult with each other, they argue. The amorphous one seems to want to be lenient, the lion-headed one insists on being stricter. While they’re arguing Todd sneaks by them and runs as fast as he can, deeper into the brightly lit expanse. The path on which he travels begins to slope upwards, and eventually becomes a staircase. It becomes evident that each step further up the stair is more and more difficult for Todd, that it’s physically paining him to climb these stairs, but he keeps going.

They dedicate a full episode to this climb; interspersing the climb with scenes they weren’t able to show in previous seasons, Anette and Honey coming to visit Todd in the Mayor’s office, Anette and Todd playing bingo together for the first time, Anette and Todd watching their stories together in the mid afternoon, Anette falling asleep in her chair and Todd gently carrying her to bed. Anette making Todd lemonade in the summer while he’s up on the roof fixing that leak and cleaning out the rain gutters. Eventually Todd reaches the top, and all but collapses, he falls to a knee and for the first time his grip on Anette’s soul slips, and she falls away from him. Landing on the ground.

He reaches out for her, but someone gets there first. Another hand reaches out, and helps this elderly woman off the ground, helps her get to her feet. Anette gasps, it’s Charles. The pair of them throw their arms around each other. Anette tells Charles that she’s missed him so much, and she has so much to tell him. Charles nods. Todd watches a soft smile on his face. A delicate hand touches Todd’s shoulder, and pulls him easily to his feet. A figure; we never see exactly what it looks like, leans down, whispering in Todd’s ear that he’s done well, and that Anette will be well taken care of here. That she will spend an eternity with her loved ones. Todd looks back over to her, she’s surrounded by a sea of people. Todd nods, and smiles. The figure behind him tells him that while he has done good in bringing Anette here, this is not his place, and he must leave. Todd nods, he knew this would be the case.

Todd gets about six steps down the stairway before he is stopped by someone grabbing his shoulder again. He turns around, and Anette is standing behind him. She gives him a big hug and leads him back up the stairs, he should stay, she says. Get to know the family. Todd tries to tell her that he can’t stay, but she won’t hear it. She leads him up into the crowd of people and begins introducing him to long dead relatives of hers, all of whom give him skeptical looks when she introduces him as her grandson.

The mysterious figure appears next to Todd again and tells him once more he must leave, Todd opens his mouth to answer but Anette cuts him off. Nonsense, she tells the figure. IF she’s gonna stay here forever her grandson will be welcome to visit her. She and the figure stare at each other for a moment. The figure eventually sighs and looks away, the figure asks Todd if she’s always like this. Todd just shrugs and smiles, allowing Anette to lead him through a pair of pearly gates, she’s already talking about how much cake they’ll need to feed all of these relatives.

P.S. Honey is a Good Dog and gets to go, too.

the last lines of the show:

demon: you’re not blind here – but you’re not surprised. when…?

anette: oh, toddy, don’t be silly, my biological grandson’s not twelve feet tall and doesn’t scorch the furniture when he sneezes. i’ve known for ages.

demon: then why?

anette: you wouldn’t have stayed if you weren’t lonely too.

demon: you… you don’t have to keep calling me your grandson.

anette: nonsense! adopted children are just as real. now quit sniffling, you silly boy, and let’s go bake a cake. honey, heel!

honey: W̝̽̂̿͂͝Ọ̮̹̲̪̋ͦͅO̸̘͔̬͊F̜̫͙̟͕͖̙̋ͫ͌͗

that addition is a+ :)

THE ONLY ENDING I WILL EVER ACCEPT FOR THIS

Every time this post shows up on my dash, it gets better (and more heart wrenching. Y’all! Stop cutting the onions okay?!).

If ever don’t reblogging this, I’m either dead, dying, or buried under cat.

thecatchat: trailer-park-jesus: bithmst: moneypets: tranquiloj...

Sun, 15 Apr 2018 03:53:25 -0400

thecatchat:

trailer-park-jesus:

bithmst:

moneypets:

tranquilojoe:

the-bloody-teapot-is-us:

daily-spongebob:

lazyproblems:

SIGN ME TF UP

GreatestSurveys.com is amazing it’s basically this scene in Spongebob

Is this actually real

its legit, just got paid by them the other day

THE MONEY CATS APPROVE OF THIS MESSAGE

This shit my future job..

I will clarify that this is real. I actually do this in my spare time for gift cards and stuff to make online purchases.

Collage kids take notes.

Photo

Sat, 14 Apr 2018 23:28:28 -0400

elle-ecrit-lamour: WOC Witch Aesthetic ‘We are the...

Fri, 13 Apr 2018 15:45:34 -0400

elle-ecrit-lamour:

WOC Witch Aesthetic
‘We are the granddaughters of the witches you weren’t able to burn.’

starseed-sourceress: Aphrodite April 13/30 💋💞So for today we share a fictional character that...

Fri, 13 Apr 2018 15:39:30 -0400

starseed-sourceress:

Aphrodite April 13/30 💋💞
So for today we share a fictional character that reminds us of Aphrodite. Well, since I’ve been a devotee of Aphrodite I actually haven’t seen anything with her in it or any character that reminds me of her anywhere. I don’t really watch TV and books I read are informational or not like what Aphrodite is about lol. So theres that. I’m actually happy there are a few questions and things I can’t post for this. This means I have more to learn and more to experience and more to see! How fun is that!?

Anywho. Its Friday the 13th in April so I’m spending all day honoring myself and Aphrodite as well as adding lots of stuff to my new grimore :D cute right?

ayoungwiccan: elliebeanz: happy friday the 13th yall! just some reminders: be sure to mind cracks...

Fri, 13 Apr 2018 15:38:17 -0400

ayoungwiccan:

elliebeanz:

happy friday the 13th yall! just some reminders:

be sure to mind cracks in the side walk (only organic ones matter, the straight separating lines dont count)

black cats are tremendously lucky, but you should be kind to one just for the hell of it

dont look in mirrors today.

if you see ladders obstructing walkways, going underneath it is indeed passing through a portal but it just leads to a separate dimension where everything is the same except a lot more people have been named Frank. Don’t recommend. just walk around it

Don’t make eye contact with the suspiciously normal looking people manning said ladders. theyre Franks.

be sure to make your midday tea and stir counter clockwise with a knife

usually youd have to catch a spider in your home and release it outdoors in order to receive a free answer to any question, but today all spiders will give free answers to questions you didnt know you had, but in obnoxious riddles, and it’s more hassle than its worth. avoid

it is perfectly valid to levitate in your room for 10 hours while shouting ancient hymns in an unrecognizable language and then pass out and not remember any of it. you are valid

say hello to any ghost or ghoul you see today! its only polite

however, if you see a doppleganger of yourself, you must follow it, but from a distance. dont let it disappear from your sights before youve had a chance to spot the one difference between you and it and please do remember that slight changes in hair length is usually just the wind moving it in a strange way.

if your doppleganger approaches you, then you’re the doppleganger this year. run

if you happen to catch a glimpse of your reflection and the movement seems off, dont panic! the system will be lagging a bit, nothing serious

candy will be extra sweet today so if you’re into that then by all means

ok keep it sexy, keep it classy, and most of all have fun

Please read this all the way

thebasildruid: (@) Mark on the Door (@)~A spell to guide loved ones home to you safely~(For my life...

Fri, 13 Apr 2018 15:30:49 -0400

thebasildruid:

(@) Mark on the Door (@)
~A spell to guide loved ones home to you safely~

(For my life i couldn’t find a working gif of this image!!!)
What you’ll need:
a pen/ marker/ scribe (something to write the rune with)
paper, rock, a part of your door or a brick on your house (if you want to permanently inscribe the rune)
a white or blue candle
protection incense or oil (i prefer basil for everything. It’s a versatile herb and a strong personal preference :P)
Steps:
Cleanse and prepare yourself, meditate, shower, whatever your process is for spell preparation.
Wash your door or house (if you’re marking on them directly) to rid of opposing energies.
First we pour energy into the writing utensil or tool. Light the candle(s) and incense, focusing on the light from the candle. See it in your mind as a light in the window guiding your loved ones home. Hold the utensil near the flame and in the smoke of the incense, holding that image of a ‘guiding light’ in your mind.
**There are several ways to do the next part of the spell. I will cover a few in detail** For this spell I used the elder futhark rune Ingwaz (this is just a scribble)
Method 1: The Rune Stone
Continue from step #3: Take the stone you wish to mark with the rune, cleanse it, and focus on it as if it is a light to be turned on and off. Charge it in the heat of the candle and the smoke of the incense, mark whatever symbol you wish on it to ‘seal’ the magic into the stone.
Place the stone near your door (though I recommend outside) and whenever you need to guide a loved one, or anyone, to your home, turn it on, as if lighting a candle of turning on a light. The charged rune acts as a light in the window.
Method 2: The Rune Paper
Similar to the above, continue from step #3. Take the paper or hanging object you wish to mark, and likewise cleanse it.
Place your mark on it, imagining this one as a kind of neon sign to be seen. Just like the stone, this one you can turn on and off, or when it is not in use, place it in a folder to keep the magic contained to the paper.
Hang it up either where you can see it, or where those seeking to find your home will see it (in a window or on the door.)
Method 3: A Rune on the Door
This is the method I’ve done, and it has worked well for me. Again, continue from step #3. This time, I used a nail to carve the rune into the door, near the door handle, and then painted over it with the same color paint as was already on the door.
You can do as I did, to conceal the rune, or if you’re feeling froggy, you can etch the rune into your door and leave it unpainted, or draw it on the door with marker of different colored paint.
This rune doesn’t work as a switch like the others. This one sill simply be ‘on’ at all times. You can recharge or add strength to it when necessary. I tend to charge mine with a candle and incense near the door once or twice a month (during my monthly magical maintenance-another post for another time)
All of these are methods of the same spell. A kind of guiding light. I have performed all of these in my decade and a half practice, and found that they work well, for me. I hope the same for you, as well as many merry meetings and safe returns!
Happy Casting Witches!
M.G.

candleswitch: Know your crystals! Black and red crystals🖤❤White and purple crystals 💜Green...

Fri, 13 Apr 2018 15:28:18 -0400

candleswitch:

Know your crystals!
Black and red crystals🖤❤
White and purple crystals 💜
Green crystals💚
Blue crystals💙
All pictures are made by myself and all crystals are from my collection.🎀
Follow my instagram- @candles_witch

little-urban-witch: cuirassier: argumate: latining: zaku-too: necromanceher: I’ve come to inform...

Sat, 24 Mar 2018 11:27:49 -0400

little-urban-witch:

cuirassier:

argumate:

latining:

zaku-too:

necromanceher:

I’ve come to inform you all the Ancient Greeks spelled Thoth, the Egyptian deity, as Θώθ

hey, thanks! now die

Actually, Ancient Greek thetas had a dot in the centre, and lowercase letters wouldn’t be invented for several hundred years.

You mean ΘΩΘ

Behold the face of your god.

mrpeppermint2002: “Fairytales don’t tell children dragons exist, children already know they exist....

Tue, 20 Mar 2018 15:43:25 -0400

mrpeppermint2002:

“Fairytales don’t tell children dragons exist, children already know they exist. Fairytales do tell children that you can slay dragons”

—

jhin-ffxiv: love-in-mind-palace: kelseyeng: Had so much fun...

Tue, 20 Mar 2018 15:40:33 -0400

jhin-ffxiv:

love-in-mind-palace:

kelseyeng:

Had so much fun designing this series of mermaid paintings based off of Indian saris! More art here: www.instagram.com/kelseyeng32

Also I am looking for illustration work - editiorial, YA, etc if anyone knows of anything :)

Keep reading

Omigodomigod these are so pretty

@ayyymeric

orriculum: i would love to be a fairy godmother?? but i can’t so i just collect people’s addresses...

Tue, 20 Mar 2018 15:39:15 -0400

orriculum:

i would love to be a fairy godmother?? but i can’t so i just collect people’s addresses and send them presents semi-randomly, laughing in the most anime way possible at how happy and confused they’re gonna be when they get cool stuff in the mail

some-more-moodboards:Mlm with lifeguard and mermaid...

Sun, 18 Mar 2018 13:23:12 -0400

some-more-moodboards:

Mlm with lifeguard and mermaid themes
Requested by @thottz

vikawicca: Treasures ✨ 🌱 https://instagram.com/nordic.nymph

Sun, 18 Mar 2018 13:19:18 -0400

vikawicca:

Treasures ✨

🌱 https://instagram.com/nordic.nymph

Types of Witches & Witchcraft

Wed, 14 Mar 2018 12:47:04 -0400

moonlightacademy:

What is a Witch? A witch can never be truly defined. It is a broad term used to describe a variety of people each of which follow their own paths with no two truly alike.
Types of Witches
Kitchen Witch: (Cottage witch, Hearth witch) Works mainly within the home. Cares for the house and the family inside it. Prepares the meals and adds there own special magick to it. Provides the home with protection and keeps the house clean.
Green Witch: Works with nature. Includes working with plants, nature deities, herbal remedies, earth, crystals, and faeries. Incorporates nature deities in their craft such as Pan, Demeter, Epona, Gaia etc.
Eclectic Witch: Creates their own practice based on information and traditions borrowed from different practices and religions in. In order to create a path that works best for them. (Make sure you are not stealing from closed religions!)
Elemental Witch: A witch that works with the elements (water, earth, fire, air) in their day to day practices.
Hereditary Witch: A witch that is born into a family of practitioners. They create and continue their families rituals and ceremonies. They commonly have a family grimoire or book of shadows that they pass down through generations.
Sea Witch: A witch that uses the sea and its materials in their practice. Gets their power from the seas energy. Incorporates shells, salt, saltwater, driftwood, etc into their practices. Works with deities such as Poseidon, Njörðr, Neptune, etc.
Solitary Witch: A witch who prefers to practice on their own.
Faerie Witch: Someone who works in peace and harmony with the Fae. They take great care of their garden, place offerings out for the Faerie, and make them feel welcome and at peace.
Cosmic Witch: One who works with the stars, moon, sun, etc.
Urban Witch: A witch that lives in the city and uses the objects they find for their practice. They come up with creative ways to garden on there small patio and store things in the little space they have.
Pop Culture Witch: A witch who incorporates characters and ideas from movies, TV shows, and books into their practice.
Science Witch: Science witches are basically witches who incorporate the scientific method and ideology into their craft. In my experience no science witch is alike since each individual has their specific idea of how the relationship between science and magic works. A large part of being a science witch seems to be the belief in the placebo effect in relationship between the spellcaster and the spell. Science witchcraft is kind of a blurred line between the laws of science and the known universe and the realm of magic and the laws we can’t see. We believe in the possibility of a crossover between the two and embrace it and use it to our advantage in our craft. Taking into consideration the effect science has on the magic we are using and sometimes crediting the spell result partially to magic and partially to science - sometimes even considering the same thing. -This definition is from @drinkthemoonlight, Very appreciated, Thank you so much! -
Druidism: A Celtic, nature based religion that works with Mother Earth.
Wiccan: A religion that follows it’s own set of rules and guidelines. Such as the three fold law and “hurt none and do what ye will.”
Pagan: A religion that works closely with nature and it’s deities.

This list barely covers the different types of witches but it is all I can think of for the moment. I will be updating soon.
May the moon light your path!
==Moonlight Academy==