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tbiscool35 · 3 days

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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers 💜💜

Crochet/Knitting: mostly crochet, I do pretty much all the types (amigurumi, garments, filet, lace etc)

Dice and Dice Making: I became a hobby dice maker to justify my dice addiction. Does it take like 7hrs to sand a set... maybe, but now I have sexy colourshift dice that would have cost me like $200AUD otherwise. (*cough* the dice making setup cost more than that *cough*)

Cakes/Brownies/Waffles: baked goods are glorious and I love them above almost every other food type. Also I'm a big believer in crunchy (on the outside, not on the inside) waffles and soft waffles should just bow before their magesty.

Greggs sausage rolls: idk if this counts because I haven't had them in years because I moved to Australia at like age 6 and only returned to England briefly in 2019 but greggs sausage rolls haunt my dreams. I will never have a better sausage roll and I feel deep depression in my soul that Greggs doesn't have an aussie presence. Greggs in general just slapped, anyone going to england needs to make it their first meal there.

Ao3: This website is the reason why whenever my phone sends me its little status report of what I've been doing, chrome takes up like 90% of my usage. I fandom hop so I can't put down a single fandom but I love this website dearly and real books just cannot stand up to the absolute insanity (affectionate) that fic writers come out with.

Like you just don't get this shit in books:

#do not judge the bnha fic reading #I avoid the fandom cus the shippers are unhinged #as a multishipper the only thing I have an issue with is therapy-free bakudeku #if u want them to bone u gotta send them both to turbo therapy #they have significant issues and those issues will not be resolved by ignoring them #dice making #crochet #fanfiction

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lanternheart · 1 year

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HUMAN POTENTIAL IS NOW CONSTRAINED TO THE MORTAL AND FLESHLY, AND THE FLESH MUST BE REDEEMED // a web for sebastian vergasstern, fallen aurelian, doomed to body.

xtheeyes / john milton, paradise lost, book viii. / hester pulter, “universal dissolution / warshan shire, “hooyo isn’t home” / luis morales, “la pieta” / alice munro / richard avedon, “andy warhol” / robert bartlett / tony kushner, “angels in america” / karma degruy, “desiring angels: the angelic body in john milton’s ‘paradise lost’”

#dean rolls dice #( i am at a complete loss every time i try and think about bash's relationship to his physical body but by god this gets close )#( the degruy article lives in my brain rent-free at all times since i first read it and it informs so much of this )#( the body and the gender and having never had form for either yet being HELD inside form once he fell like a blizzard inside a bottle )#web weaving

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altargarden · 11 months

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so! i've been able to get my hands on some sets of 50% off dice, and i've found a system for reading dice (found here) that i feel will suit me. but! i want to get some practice in! so if you have a question or anything that you'd enjoy asking, please send it in my inbox for a one paragraph (or more, we'll see) answer.

don't ask me questions about:

romance

medical stuff

legal stuff

time-sensitive stuff

"what does x think of me?"

huge life questions (this is meant to be practice, please don't do this)

will be doing these until i don't feel like doing them anymore :-) feel free to let me know which dice set you'd like me to use, too!

#bun talks #dice divination #astragalomancy #free readings #practice readings

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alabaster-the-crow · 1 year

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Happy Samhain From Uncle Alabaster

Tarot and Dice readings are open tonight, In celebration of the holiday!

RULES

No medical questions

No Financial questions

No Se/xual questions

Yes/No questions will be answered with dice only.

Please Include your initials or a nickname, age, and star signs

Don't forget to say "TRICK 'r TREAT !"

ASK BOX ONLY

#samhain #free tarot readings #free divination #dice divination #halloween

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seraphic-saturn · 1 year

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QUICK LOVE ASTRO DICE READINGS

I'm bored and I think this is fun & whimsical, especially since valentine's day is around the corner.

Rules :

Send me your big three or sun sign plus your initials, and if you are asking about a person send me their big three/sun sign plus their initials.

Only love related questions!

EXAMPLE

Astro Dice : Scorpio, 3rd House, Neptune

Answering : Who is my future partner?

Dominant scorpio/Neptune in chart, prominent 3rd house placements.

Deep & Enigmatic : Difficult to understand. Mysterious. Strong sex appeal. Interest in the occult. Familiar with obstacles and crisis. Survivor. Transformative.

Communication : They have a message and they want to get it out to the world. They tend to be a social being, or fascinated by writing, reading, story telling, song writing, etc.

Drawn to mysticism and can easily tap into the sea of imagination. Empathetic, selfless, and loving. Spiritual.

#astrology dice #love readings #free divination #divination #free readings

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waaxfeathers · 6 months

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☆𝔽𝕣𝕖𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤!☆

Hello! i am opening up free dice readings.

please use the asks as a way to request, and supply your nickname so i can charge the dice.

thank you!

-waaxfeathers

#free #witch #witch community #witchblr #witchcore #dice reading #divination #requests open

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blujayonthewing · 2 years

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we reenacted this

he rolled another one

#I think about this all the time lmaooo this tuneless little tune he did lives in my head rent free #I think about it every time I eat gummy worms #justin after I read this post on fb memories: aw I wish we had gummy worms #me: we DO 👀 they're downstairs I'd have to go get them #justin: ooOOo 👀 well I would love 1d6 gummy worms #me: oh??? very bold of you to roll for them again #him: I know :)#I laughed so fucking hard #you could have just HAD six! you could have just taken a handful!! but The Dice Decreed ye shall have one gummy only #posts from facebook #about me #husband

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terriblymundane · 7 months

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It's pumpkin slut season - So in due spirit, opening up free readings until the end of the month 🖤 🎃

Ask your question via DM (no inbox!)

Give me two numbers between 1 & 22

Tell me one of your fondest Halloween memories or favorite spooky story/movie (Entertain me will you?)

Like, reblog and/or follow to treat me

Remember that I do readings as an hobby and purely for your entertainment. So don't forget to bring your sense of humor!

Allow me some time to get back to you in case I get flooded Shining edition and can't keep up ;)

Edit: Closed as of now! Finishing the readings in queue ;)

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grey-sorcery · 2 years

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October 8th Daily Free Reading

For: @prose-and-stars

Question: “Will I meet someone special this year?”

Transcription: “It seems that, while some prospects do currently exist and are very tempting, the relationship that evolves from them will potentially become toxic or stagnant. That being said, it is also suggested that another potential relationship may be just around the corner.” The tool used was my Pyroglyph Dice.

#october daily free reading #free divination #free tarot #dice divination

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hornedcraft · 10 months

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it’s your boy pete 👹 can you tell me if i’m on the right path to getting a better job? whichever deck you feel most solid in, but please thank them for me after

omg haiiiiiii yeah i can do that for u lol no problem

i wanted to pick a deck i haven't used for you guys yet just to see how it feels, so i'm pulling out the guardian of the night. the few times i've used it, it's felt like shouting into the sky and getting a bunch of voices back, so i wanna see how that fits for job hunting stuff

EIGHT OF CUPS, ACE OF SWORDS, TWO OF WANDS.

this deck is trying soooo hard to pep talk you right now. this entire spread is trying to get you to break out of your meekness and make a vicious, aggressive change. the 8 of cups is driving home that you are deeply unsatisfied where you are currently (i know. i know. i know you are honey it's okay), but not only that; you've entirely outgrown it, and you've gained enough leadership qualities from your time there that even while you leave, the people you've lead will move their support along with you.

currently, though, you are not on an easy path forward unless you take some wild, aggressive risks. the swords are warning you of illusions that take the form of easy solutions; that's just going to make real success much harder in the long run. don't settle for options that aren't going to lead you to a solid future. you'll want to make a plan, but do not expect everything to go according TO that plan, you'll have to make quick decisions to sort things out.

do not second guess. do not hesitate. do not wait. get the hunter vibes out there. bite it in the throat. make your move and do it with conviction. i have done a reading for y'all before about this that told you to know what you're looking for, specifically; what career path are you taking, where do you want to go with this, what's the future that you want. that's still totally relevant to this, it's just telling you to be fiercer about all of it. don't just grab the first thing that can get you away from the siren, that's going to be one of those illusions, and you'll get stuck in another rut because you didn't know where exactly you wanted to go to begin with.

lots of wild energy. 2023 is feral year for you, i guess???

#free readings: currently closed #mar's free readings #CUTTHROAT CUTTHROAT CUTTHROAT !!!!!!!#yeah it wants you to full on nose to ground sniff out what you want and then like. Attacka #you're There you're On A Path but like. you cannot proceed if you don't slice and dice through it #guardian of the night

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manifestationsofasort · 1 year

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Things to put in your book of shadows

Of course, only put in your book of shadows/grimoire what you want. If you don't want to put certain subjects in your book then that's fine. It's your book, utilize it how you want. This is just a masterlist of ideas that I've put together. Feel free to add anything else to the list that I may have missed, because there's absolutely no way I included everything.

And for the love of all the gods, if you come across a closed entity or practice, don't try to work with the entity or practice if you're not already part of that group or tradition. You can research it but don't practice it.

+ A blessing and/or protection

+ A table of contents

+ About you:

Your current path

Your personal beliefs

Your spiritual journey

Favorite crystals/herbs/animals

Natal chart

Craft name

How you got into the craft

Astrology signs

Birthday correspondences (birth tarot card, birth stone, etc)

Goals (if you have any)

Anything other relating to your personal practice

+ Safety

Fire safety

What NOT to burn

Plants and oils that can be toxic to your pets

What crystals shouldn't be in water, sunlight, etc

Things that shouldn't be put out in nature (salt, glass, etc)

Potion safety

How to incorporate blood safely

+ Core concepts:

Intention and how it works

Directing energy

Protection

Banishing

Cleansing

Charging

Shielding

Grounding and centering

Visualization

Consencration/Blessing

Warding

Enchanting

Manifestation

+ Correspondence

Personal correspondence

Crystals and rocks

Herbs and spices

Food and drink

Colors

Metals

Number

Tarot card

Elemental (fire, water, air, earth)

Trees and woods

Flowers

Days

Months

Moon phases

Zodiac

Planets

Incense

Teas

Essential oils

Directions (north, south, east, west)

Animals

Local plants, animals, etc

Dream symbology

+ Different practices

Practices that are closed to you (some examples below)

Voodoo and Hoodoo **Closed**

Santeria and Brujeria **Closed**

Shamanism and native american practices **Closed**

Wicca and wiccan paths

Satanism, both theistic and non-theistic paths

+ Different types/practices of magick

Pop culture magick

Technology magick

Chaos magick

Green witchcraft

Lunar magick

Sea witchcraft

Kitchen magick

Ceremonial magick

Hedge witchcraft

Death witchcraft

Grey witchcraft

Eclectic witchcraft

Norse witchcraft

Hellenic witchcraft

Animism

+ Deities

The deity/deities you worship

Different pantheons (the main five are Celtic, Roman, Greek, Egyptian and Norse, all open)

Deities and pantheons that are closed to you

Common offerings

Their epithets

Their mythology

Their family

Deity worship vs deity work

Prayers and how to make your own

Deity communication guide

Devotional acts

Ways to get closer to them

+ Other spiritual entities

Angels

Ancestor work

Spirit guides

The fae

Demons

Familiars

House spirits, animal spirits and plant spirits

Other various folklore entities

Spirit etiquette

Cemetery etiquette

Setting boundaries with the spirits

Communication guide and etiquette

Grounding, banishing, protection and cleansing, aka: "Spirit work safety guide"

How they appear to you

Common offerings

Circle casting

+ Divination

Tarot cards

Oracle cards

Tarot and oracle spreads

Pendulum

Numerology

Scrying

Palmistry/palm reading

Tasseography (Tea leaf reading)

Rune stones

Shufflemancy (Shuffling of a playlist)

Dice divination

Bibliomancy (Randomly picking a phrase from a book)

Carromancy (Melted wax)

Pyromancy (Reading flames)

Psychic abilities

Astrology

Aura reading

Divination via playing cards

Lenormand

Sacred geometry

Angel numbers

+ Other types of magick

Candle magick

Crystal magick

Herbalism/herbal magick

Glamour magick

Hexing

Jinxing

Cursing

Weather magick

Astral work

Shadow work

Energy work

Sigils

Art magick

Knot magick

Crystal grids

Color grids

Music magick

Charms, talismans and amulets

+ Spellwork

What makes a spell work

Basic spell structure

What NOT to do

Disposing of spell ingredients

Revitalizing long term spells

How to cast spells

What to put in spells (See correspondence)

Spell mediums- Jar spells, spoken spells, candle spells, sigils, etc

Spell timing

Setting up a ritual

Taglocks: What they are and how to use them

+ Holidays and Esbats

Yule

Imbolc

Ostara

Beltane

Litha

Lughnasadh/Lammas

Mabon

Samhain

The 12 full moons (Esbats)

How to celebrate

Deity specific holidays

+ Altars and tools

What they are

The different types and their uses (travel altar, working altar, deity altar, ancestor altar, etc)

What you can put on your altar

What you use your altars for

Common tools in witchcraft

How to use the tools

Food and drink

Common herbs in recipes

Sabbat recipes

Moon water: What it is and how to use it

Potion bases

Tea magick

How to get your herbs

Foraging

+ Mental health and self care

Bath magick

Affirmations

Burnout prevention

Aromatherapy

Stress management

Mental health coping mechanisms

+ History of witchcraft

+ Dream records

+ How to differentiate between the magickal and the mundane

+ Calendar of celestial events (Esbats, retrogrades, etc)

+ How to dry herbs and flowers

+ What chakras actually are and how they work within Hinduism

+ History and traditional uses of reiki

+ The witches' alphabet

+ The runic alphabet

+ Common witchcraft terms

+ Common symbols in witchcraft

+ Your own witch tips

+ Good witchcraft books and authors to avoid

+ Any online resources you utilize often

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peachesofteal · 1 month

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Ghost/Soap/female reader 18+ mdni - dark content Running from Simon at the bar because he’s the scary man who wants to pick his teeth with your finger bones… only to find an angel waiting in the wings.

Your second martini is stronger than the first.

You’re not sure how it’s even possible, considering the contents of a martini is mostly just alcohol, but it stings a little sharper on your first swallow, and you eye the skewer of olives skeptically.

Oh well.

More bang for your buck, you suppose. Better to get the job done faster, and cheaper, than the alternative.

The bar is bustling, and you watch it all from the corner you’re tucked into. Coeds from across the city pack like tinned fish against one another, yelling and breathing in each other’s faces, loud laughter and boisterous conversations bouncing off the walls. Cigarette smoke cloys, orange-red ends flickering in the low light of the evening, blazing bright before they’re snuffed out and replaced.

Your phone buzzes with a text, ten minutes late, and surprise is few and far between when you read that your activities for tonight have now evaporated, plans cancelled with a simple six-word sentence.

Sorry, I can’t make it now.

Asshole.

The vodka is stiff on your lips. Your tongue seeks the rim of your glass, flicking at a leftover drop of olive and alcohol, vermouth herbaceous in the back of your mouth.

“Seat taken?” A gruff, rough dipped voice calls over your shoulder, gesturing to one of the only bar stools left in the building, and you answer without looking up.

“All yours.”

“Thanks love.” The pet name straightens your spine, and you sneak a glance, eyeing the bulk settling at your side. “Usin’ that?” He points at the ashtray, thick finger alone in the air, and you shake your head.

He meets your eyes head on as you turn to look at him, curiosity burning a hole in your brain, and good sense has your stomach tightening into a pit.

A five-alarm fire rages, gusts of wind and pockets of brush fueling it’s spread, encouraging it to burn far and wide inside you until it consumes everything in its path.

Danger, it shrieks. Run.

The man’s face is scarred. His nose is crooked. His eyes are dark. He’s a hell baptized image of Ares, a gladiator, a solider. A monster of men.

And he stares at you like he knows you.

It’s unnerving enough to set you adrift, free falling through the possibilities.

It’s danger, but so much more. So much worse. He transcends lethality, strength and bloodlust shining in his expression, a dark beacon lighting the way home. Pine and cigarette smoke, drifting in the stale air.

Just finish your drink and tab out. Leave.

“Out by yourself tonight?” You blink at the croon in his voice, serrated tip of a knife dripping with honey, and answer automatically.

“No.” It’s a lie of course, but you were raised with good self-preservation instincts. You’ve been a girl alone in a bar before, on a train, in an Uber. You know how to tilt the table, load the dice. Pretend you’re with someone, or on the phone, or have someone waiting for you. Lie and pretend. Make it believable.

The flick of a lighter draws your attention, and he extends a fresh smoke towards you. An olive branch. A trick.

“Want one?” You twist your face into the most disgusted mask manageable, and he chuckles. “Suit yourself. I’m Simon, by the way.” Lie. You give him something tugged from thin air, something you’re not going to remember in ten minutes time.

The bartender comes by, and you’re both grateful for the reprieve, and a chance to close out. Until-

“An’ another one of those.” He points at the glass, your eyes going round, cold sweat breaking out across the back of your neck.

“Oh. No, that’s-“

“C’mon. One won’t kill ya.” You should tell him it would, it might. Should get loud. More insistent.

All the rebuttal evaporates when his shoulder shoves against yours, effectively pinning you between the bar top and the wall, heavy thigh bleeding heat against your exposed leg. Your too short dress is now a colossal mistake, and you curse your date for bailing, and yourself for believing he’d even show up in the first place.

The man, Simon, makes a show of looking around, head on a swivel, roving over the crowd before turning back you with a glint. He knows. He knows you’re not here with anyone. “So, who’d you get all pretty for tonight then?” Smoke rolls from his lips, and the lump in the back of your throat is so thick, it tries to choke you.

“My- my date.”

“Where are they?”

“Not here.” You grit each word, glaring. It only earns you another smile, eyes crinkling in the corner, a shark sniffing blood in the water.

“Poor thing. An’ your dress is so nice, too. Little short, but… that’s alright. You didn’t know.” He takes a swig of his drink, neat bourbon, room temperature gasoline, and your mouth dries up.

Didn’t know what?

The subtle alarm bells ringing in the back of your head become nuclear sirens.

The martini sweats on the bar top, leaving a wet ring around the base of the glass. Your stomach sours. “Thank you, for the drink, but-“

“Drink it.” You haven’t looked away from it, you think, know it hasn’t been tampered with… yet the idea of doing something this stranger, this man asks, terrifies you.

“I uh…”

“Don’t wanna be rude, do ya pet?” Fuck. You survey the room, looking for anyone who has noticed you, who has observed this interaction, who has realized what’s happening in this little dark corner.

No one pays you a lick of attention. If they do, they spot the hulking mass of a man at your elbow and avert their eyes immediately. A few glance back in disbelief, like they recognize him somehow, or know him, before pointedly looking away.

You’re all but invisible.

Everything flows around you like water. You’re a rock beneath the surface, affecting a swell, an eddyline, and yet, no one knows. No one can see.

You swallow half the drink in one gulp, hope and prayer on the wind.

He’ll leave you alone, once you bore him. Once he realizes he won’t get anything out of you, he’ll move onto someone else. Someone more interesting.

“How is it?” His leg presses harder on yours, a quadricep like cement halting you effectually, securing your immobility against him with a simple movement.

He’ll pick you clean, and then pick his teeth with your bones.

“Fine.”

“Jus’ fine, eh?” His jaw flexes, and a split second of confusing emotion controls you, forcing new words from your mouth in a desperate attempt to appease.

“It’s… good. It’s good.” Ice layers across the top of it, and you take another sip for the show, half smile painted on loosely.

You have to get out of here. You have to go now.

“If you’ll excuse me…” you flex, trying to stand, but he shakes his head.

“Where you off to?” Your neck snaps back, indignant, and then you raise your voice over the din, too loud to be considered casual, fingers gripping the edge of your seat until your knuckles hurt.

“I have to use the bathroom.” Eyes half lidded, he traces you from head to toe before nodding, turning back to his drink almost as if he’s uninterested, grim line of his mouth twisting into a smile and settling around the end of his cigarette.

Once you’re in the hall, you take a left to the emergency exit, not a right, spilling out the back and into star studded night, gasping for air so cold it shocks your lungs.

“Whoa, hey there.” An accent croons, and you turn in a panic, palms out. “Easy, easy bonnie. What’s got ye all upset?” Your entire body flags with relief, a rip cord pulled against your sense and judgement. The man, the Scottish man, seems friendly, seems kind, wide blue eyes alarmed and worried, brows creased gently as he helps keep you upright.

“S-sorry. Sorry, I just… I just had… the weirdest-“ It doesn’t make sense, to try to explain, and nothing sounds right coming off your tongue, so you flail, and he tries to comfort you.

“Shhh, ye’re alright now. Just breathe.” His palm is firm against your side, and you shake your head, trying to put words to the madness brewing at your back inside the bar.

“There was a man, and he-“ The streetlamps flare, burning as bright as the sun, and you blink, grasping for your bearings. “He…”

“He what, bonnie?” His voice is distorted, and the arm at your side now creeps around your back. “What’s wrong?” Your adrenaline surges, leaving your head throbbing, and nausea claws it way up the back of your throat.

“N-nothing, I…” You’re fuzzy. Everything out of balance, and you gasp for air.

The door behind you creaks open and slams closed, jolting you in the grip of the Scotsman.

“It’s alright.” He coos. You’re weak limbed, malleable in his hold, and he turns your face into his neck, rubbing your back, his chest vibrating with every syllable. “Just close your eyes.” He smells good, woodsmoke and juniper, pine and cigarettes, something familiar enough to prickle, far away awareness digging at the soft sinew in the front of your brain.

Pine and cigarettes. Pine… and cigarettes.

It’s the last thing your rational mind pieces together before you’re lost to the darkness.

#ghoap x reader #not edited so mind the mistakes #peach uses PET for the first time everyone #peaches writes #simon riley x reader #sorry had to get this out of the brain

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