#the witchy bean!!!
Note
I absolutely adore your thoughts on Buggy and Sea Shanties. So I'd like to share an inspiration and a thought, Tale of the Shadow by Sail North.
What if that's the treasure Buggy seaked when he was younger and just as the lyrics he found it but the crew he put together was not loyal like his cannon lot so they where killed but the Shadow took a liking to Buggy after he survived. I'm imagining him flirting with the ship helped in that regard. Buggy captain of the Shadow.
Okay but that would he SUCH a good take. ((I love Sail North honestly you are fueling my obsession yesss)).
Consider maybe instead of Buggy actively SEARCHING for it, he stumbled across it. And the Shadow being less of a Prize To Be Sought and more of a grim omen, a harbinger of sea stories, among the many Buggy knows by heart.
His first crew, the ones cobbled together so soon after his first abandoned him - I'm honestly thinking they were sort of thrown together and Buggy took charge as he tends to do. And the rest fall in line at a surface level but only insofar as completing their goals. Buggy knows, he can see it, but really the only people he's ever had in his life who took him and his wants semi-seriously are dead or dead-to-him at that point. He doesn't care. It's a means to an end, he tells himself. He's using them as much as they're using him - no, he's using them more! In the flashiest of ways!!
And then they happen across a fog. And Buggy can Feel something out there that's Looking and Searching and Calling. He is absolutely not about that, no sir. He gives the orders to sail westward, navigating by the stars and not the log pose which is wobbling steadily to that Other Presence. The crew, if they can even be called that, are not happy with the order.
Buggy by this point is young still, maybe sixteen thereabouts at most, and he is the youngest on the ship. And the smallest. And seems the weakest.
He is not, the group learns terrifyingly quickly. He is thin, fast, skilled with a blade and smarter than he pretends to be. He's got experience under his belt and on his side against opponents bigger, stronger, better than him - and he's used to being outnumbered too.
The fight takes time and Buggy soon gets hit with a lucky shot, sending him sprawling to the deck and nearly crushed beneath ratty boots and cruel laughter. He is panting against the wood, straining to get up, to move, to fight or flee-
And he freezes.
The Presence is back and it's stronger than ever, right on top of them. It's only his resistance to Conquerors Haki which keeps him from so much as fluttering an eyelid under the sudden pressure choking the men and women alike on his ship.
Not many have the nerve to approach my hull with so little awareness.
Buggy goes still at the soft voice while the other's scatter, scramble, search for the interloper. They shout demands for the person to show themselves. Buggy merely pushes himself up enough to bow properly. That is no person, he knows, not in the way these bozos think.
There's a sudden whirl of air, rigging springing into motion, ropes and sails unwinding to snatch bodies and cut voices into choked gargling frenzies.
Buggy does not move. His head aches, his body sore, but his mind is racing over contingency after contingency. He needs to think, needs to figure out a way to survive this unholy clusterfuck of a situation-
He freezes as he catches a black intangible hem from his periphery.
A hand touches his head, soft despite the carnage swaying above by their will.
So small you are, little star, and yet so brightly you shine in the gloom...
A hand takes his chin, tilts his head up. Buggy squeezes his eyes shut.
Look upon me, star child.
"N-No," he declares decisively, though not impolitely. "It is disrespectful for mortals to meet the gaze of Spirits."
Ohhh, how bright you are, little star. What say the waves to my hull, what say the winds to my sails, that by which you are known?
He thinks for a moment, carefully, then answers. "I am called Buggy."
Oh, my sweet, my darling, how interesting you are, how clever, how wise for your sweet short years. By what means have the Fates forged a mind and soul like this? Such a gift to my heart, so intriguing.
"... what..." He licks his lips. "What say the sea, the winds, to that which you are called?"
... I am called many things, my junebug. But now? This Era knows me as The Shadow... but you knew that, didn't you?
"..."
Hm~ Yes. You will do nicely.
"What- aAA-!!"
Shhh, sleep, my sweet, let my love fill your pores and lungs. Dream sweetly under my spells and carry the blackened blessing of my Self with you into the Beginning and End. You, sweet Buggy, are destined for great things. I will carry you there, so long as you carry me in turn...
Buggy screamed into the wooden planks as blackness swallowed his senses, burning and baptizing his cells. The only thing he was aware of was the soft hand in his hair, the whispered assurances like dripping ink, and the pain.
Buggy was swallowed whole on a ship in the fog, cradled by a faceless being and guarded by corpses.
He awakens some time later on his ship, battered and damaged, dirty but warm under the warm, blazing sun. The rigging is damaged, the bodies gone. Buggy is alone, but, he finds sometime later, not unscathed. Staring back from the backs of his hands are two inky stylized emblems. The eyes stare into the air and space, offset by his skin.
He shudders.
He takes to wearing gloves.
He doesn't notice until weeks later that sometimes his shadow will smile at him, warm, loving, intelligent.
He learns more in the ensuing time, but not a word of it is ever breathed to another person.
One does not speak of deals with the fae, after all.
#buggy the clown#thank you for the ask ilysm#i maaaay have gotten too into it whoopsies~#buggy baby beloved#one piece#shaking the bars of my cage#i love he#witchy answers!!#my bean#buggy d clown#pirates pirates pirates#sea shanties
22 notes
·
View notes
Text
Frances Bean Cobain by Dana Trippe, May 2023
63 notes
·
View notes
Note
MOMMA BEAN-- I JUST DISCOVERED THE GROOM OF GALLAGHER MANSION AND-- AND-- H A U U U U absolutely love this man even if I think his voice should be a bit deeper but that's alright!.. ah, it feels weird to obsess over two ghost bois and one of them is a clown. oops (also, love how I'm now "witchy bean" ^////^) • ☽♡☾
Oh! It's made by the same creator of "Somethings wrong with Sunny day jack" right?! It looks so so good! I checked it out on steam but it isn't released yet sadly but OMG I can't wait to play!!!
-Mommabean ((Witchy bean is cute! and fitting :3 ))
#Witchy bean#bean asks#bean confessions#mommabean#anon confessions are amazing#anon asks#the groom of gallagher mansion
51 notes
·
View notes
Text
🖤🔮✨
#magickal veggies#veggies#magickal#green witch#lunar witch#witchyvibes#gemini#witchy blog#magic#witchcraft#baby witch#beans#cauliflower#green pepper#peas#tomato#broccoli#carrot#onion#garlic#cabbage#cucumber#mushroom#pumpkin#lettuce#potato
64 notes
·
View notes
Text
Had the morning blues this morning, can you tell I was tired 😴 This was taken right when I woke up, I’m hot I know 😂😂😂
#good morning#sleepyhead#tired#morning blues#goth#swollen eyes#i’m just a girl#i’m hot#no makeup#shy bean#witch#witchy#withcraft#goth core#dark aesthetic#dark academia#vampire
6 notes
·
View notes
Text
have been messing around with potential branding n such for my shop the past couple days and made this lil witchy bean mascot
#chocolate life#chocolate makes things#to be fair this is a recreation of a doodle i did with posca markers years ago#quite proud of this lil bean i must say#witchy bean#my stuff
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
i was trying. so hard. not to crush too much on a bean
and today. we were talking in dms and ahhH screm
them: "i'm also into hypno"
me: "i perish now"
them: "oh friend, I like a LOT of things. but your reasons for liking hypno are similar to my own"
..i screm and perish indefinitely goodbye
0 notes
Note
Please god please HOW WAS MACBETH
Okay bestie lets get into it!! Obvs it's...literally Macbeth lol so I doubt i'm spoiling the plot for anyone here however if anyone reading this does have tickets and doesn't want to know anything about staging etc i suggest u avert your eyes now
Anon babes it was marvellous. David was so commanding?? he's built like a string bean but when he was up on stage he looked BIG and powerful. The character development was so nuanced, the descent into madness was manic and chaotic but eventually steady and calm - he literally snapped a little boys neck with his bare hands in the battle scene it was gruesome. I've seen one too many productions of Macbeth where its pretty much all pinned on Lady Macbeth being the brains behind the operation but it was very obvious from the start of this production that Macbeth had plenty of malicious thoughts and intentions of his own. He needed a little bit of convincing from LM but obviously your average person cannot be coerced into murder lol this man was out for blood from the START. Cush Jumbo was DIVINE and the perfect enabler, their chemistry was spicy and sensual and I loved it. They changed the script so that LM visits Lady MacDuff before the latter is murdered and its sooo good it makes Lady Macbeth so much more 3 dimensional rather than the usual evil witchy woman, it makes her human and Jumbo portrays her beautifully.
It really was exciting for the production to be so intimate. The Donmar is a LOVELY black box theatre not many seats at all so you're very close to the action. This is my 5th time seeing DT on stage (prev. Much Ado About Nothing, Richard II, Don Juan in Soho & Good) and they've all been at big venues so it felt very different. The use of headphones was soooo good and it helped them keep the pace of the show (it was 1hr50 with no interval). Rather than dramatic asides like in the script the actors could whisper and it was RIGHT in your ear which made it feel very personal and dark like you were really in the character's heads. You never saw any of the visions (the dagger, the witches, banquo's ghost) which is how i always prefer it to be portrayed personally because you know... they're not actually there this man is just guilty AF and losing his grasp on reality!! But the sound effects they used in these moments were verrrry good and helped set the scene, lots of spooky music and sounds of screaming and whispering etc. And just generally through out the production you heard every. single. word. because of the headphones which was just delicious.
Final note because when u came into my inbox u were probably just expecting a simple 'yeah i really enjoyed it!!' and instead i've written a mini essay BUT in the battle scene at the end David really did win the award for most agile man in his 50s, he head-butt like 4 people and i was like...damn boy can u come over and fight me some time
262 notes
·
View notes
Text
⛸️snow & candles: sunghoon
a you complete me series: one / seven
pairing: sunghoon x afab!reader
word count: 2.1k
synopsis: the first snow fall of december just happened to be on sunghoon’s birthday
genre: established relationship, vampire!sunghoon, witch!reader
warnings: mentions of blood, reader has long black hair and facial piercings, stubbornly cute birthday boy sunghoon ♡
p1: vampires bleeding mlist
☾ sunghoon(1) | niki(2) | heeseung(3) | jungwon(4) | jake(5) | jay(6) | sunoo(7) ☽
You were the first to wake up this morning, leaving Sunghoon alone in the bed you share. The blanket pulled up to his nose as he was cuddled up on his side.
You quietly changed out of your pajamas and into a nice ripped pair of skinny jeans, your black combat boots, your favorite gray long-sleeved shirt, and a brown cardigan sweater.
Sitting at your vanity, you pulled your favorite rings onto your fingers. The scars from the burns that Dorian caused that unfortunate day, were now a light pink and not as noticeable, which you were thankful for. Sunghoon loved your scars, always saying they are proof of how you survived and how closer you are to a human than he was. Unfortunately, you still hated the scars after the full year since the events unfolded.
You pulled your long black hair into your famous braid, leaving your bangs to fall beside your face. You changed out your black nose ring for a pretty silver to match your eyebrow piercing.
You carefully slipped out of the bedroom, leaving Sunghoon to continue sleeping in peace.
It was barely eight a.m. as you rushed to the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee.
You poured the beans into the coffee maker and pressed the blind button, watching as the machine did its magic.
The next on your morning bucket list was to pull Sunghoon’s birthday cake from the freezer.
You were up all night baking it for him. Sunghoon told you to not worry about his birthday, that since he has eternity his birthday is just another regular day. But you didn’t share that opinion.
It’s the first birthday you were spending with him, due to the unfortunate fact that Dorian’s stupid ass was causing problems and by the time everything was over, Sunghoon’s birthday was past.
You pulled the blue and white cake from the freezer, carefully setting it on the crystal cake stand on your kitchen table.
The coffee pot buzzed to show it was ready. You grabbed Sunghoon and your coffee cups from the cabinet, pouring coffee into your cup first, knowing Sunghoon would wake up at any minute at the smell of the coffee.
You place cream and sugar into your cup and mix it with the coffee then sit down at the table, placing the cup to your lips, feeling the warmth.
You took a few sips before looking around the empty kitchen and living room.
After the ending of Dorian, one by one the pack members moved back into their own homes, except, of course, you and Sunghoon.
Sunghoon and Jake shared an apartment before you and __ returned to them. So once it was time to leave the safe house, Sunghoon left the apartment to Jake and his mate.
Sunghoon and you decided to buy this farmhouse outside of the city. You weren’t a city girl and Sunghoon was okay being wherever you were. So the farmhouse it was. It also made sense to live here, it made it easier for you to practice your magic peacefully without having to watch your back.
You glanced at the photos of you and your vampire that filled the walls of the home along with bookshelves for your magical books of spells and all your witchy knickknacks. One family photo of the pack hung above the fireplace, everyone was in a group hug with massive smiles on their faces. It was one of your favorite photos.
You took more sips of your coffee, wondering when your pretty vampire would rise from his coffin.
Out of the corner of your eye, you see something fall outside through the window.
You quickly glance up, your mouth forming into a smile. You finished the rest of your coffee, jumped from your chair, and rushed back to the bedroom.
Your birthday plan for your vampire was to wait for him to wake up, share some coffee and kisses as you give him his cake and sing him his birthday song then spend the rest of the day doing whatever he’d liked. But now everything changed and it felt like fate.
Sunghoon was still sleeping in the same position as earlier, which made it perfect for you.
You knelt beside the bed, brushing your fingers against his cheek.
Sunghoon melted at your touch, shifting his face slightly up and more into your hand. His eyes softly fluttered open, and then slowly closed again. You could tell he was practically still asleep.
“Good morning, my love,” you whispered, rubbing your thumb over his jawline, “Time to get up.”
Sunghoon softly groaned, shoving his face into the pillow.
You rolled your eyes. You should have known he was going to be stubborn.
“Get up bloodsucker, you’re burning daylight.”
Sunghoon groaned again into the pillow, “Don’t want to.”
“Come onnnnnn,” you said shaking his shoulders, “You can sleep when you’re dead!”
“I am already dead,” he retorted, “Leave me alone.”
You sighed, having to go to your last resort. You didn’t want to spoil what was happening, but you knew it was the only way, “It’s snowing outside.”
And that’s all it took for him to climb out of bed and rush to the closet to change, “Well shit you should have said that earlier.”
—
You followed behind Sunghoon as he ran out the front door, jumped off the porch, and ran through the snow.
You wrapped your cardigan tightly around you, watching how happy your vampire was as he fell into the snow.
You loved him. Oh god, you loved him and his beautiful smile.
Sunghoon sat up in the snow, waving to you to join him.
You carefully made your way down the steps, seeing that they iced over during the night.
The way Sunghoon was sitting in the snow reminded you of a penguin. You always swore he had to have been a penguin in his past life.
Sunghoon held his hand up, “Wait!”
You stopped walking, raising a brow at him, “Yes?”
He pulled his phone from his pocket, “You look so beautiful with the snow falling into your hair, I need a photo of it.”
“Hurry up, I’m freezing and want to go back inside.”
You posed for the photo, waiting patiently for him to close his phone back into his pocket.
He held his hands out to you, “Help me up.”
You groaned as you reached your hands for his, only to be betrayed in the end.
Sunghoon’s smile grew wide as he gripped your hands and pulled you down to him, rolling you over into the snow.
“Sunghoon! Goddamnit!” You snapped, tossing snow at him.
Sunghoon grabbed the hems of your cardigan and pulled you in for a quick kiss. His cold nose brushed against your skin, “Lighten up hex girl, it’s the first snow of winter.”
You glared at him but decided to let it go since he was the birthday boy.
As the sun rose more and the snow slowly stopped falling from the sky, the reflection of the light hit the large pond, catching your attention.
You glanced behind your mate, seeing the pond completely frozen over the night.
You smiled, happy that this day kept getting better.
“Baby, the pond is frozen over.”
Sunghoon didn’t hesitate to run back inside the house to grab his ice skates.
—
You sat on the porch with another cup of coffee as you watched him skate.
The pure joy on his face as he danced away on the ice.
When the two of you picked out this farmhouse, the first thing Sunghoon mentioned was how excited he’d be once the pond froze over so he could skate. You bought him a pair of skates after that.
You check the time on your phone, it’s almost eleven a.m. Sunghoon hasn’t drank yet today, and you still wanted to give him his cake.
“My love!” You called for him, watching as he came to a spot.
“Yes, my princess?” he yelled back.
“It’s time to drink, come inside and warm up!”
Sunghoon pouted but nodded. He knew if he didn’t listen, you would continue until he did.
Sunghoon skated to the edge of the pond carefully stepping off the ice and into the snow, sitting down on the bench he placed there to switch out of his skates.
While Sunghoon was busy changing back into his normal shoes, you quickly rushed inside the house. Placing the candles on the cake, lighting them with a snap of your fingers, and picking up the cake stand carefully.
You grabbed a blood bag from the fridge on the way back out of the kitchen.
Sunghoon stood from the bench and turned to see you standing on the porch with a cake and blood bag. What a beautiful combination.
Sunghoon scoffed and smirked, shoving his free hand into his pocket and he walked over to you.
Sunghoon hated celebrating his birthday. It was just another day for him. When you get to live forever, birthdays aren’t something to celebrate anymore.
He couldn’t help but stare at you. His heart raced faster at your beautiful smile. God, he was so lucky. You made living for eternity so worth it.
Sunghoon carefully walked up the steps, “I told you we didn’t need to celebrate my birthday,” he teased.
You handed him his blood bag, “It’s our first time getting to celebrate it as a couple, let me have this bloodsucker.”
Sunghoon mimicked you, earning him your death glare.
He smiled at you as he took the top off the bag and took a few sips of the blood, his eyes going back to the cake, “Don’t you know vampires don’t eat?”
You rolled your eyes, letting out a groan, “God you fucking annoy me.” His chuckle filled your ears, “You guys CAN but it just doesn’t do it like blood does. Just see this as a small snack.”
Sunghoon raised his brows at you, “That’s a massive cake, what’s small about it?”
“Oh my god just finished your blood so you can blow out the candles and make a wish. Shit, you piss me off, bloodsucker.”
“Woah, hold it there hex girl, I am the birthday boy, remember?”
Sunghoon loved teasing you and wanted to continue, but decided to stop for now.
He set his skates down on the porch and quickly sipped the rest of the blood, tossing the empty bag into the outside trash can.
“Okay, I am ready to blow out the candles.”
You smiled brightly, singing him a happy birthday, “Now make a wish!”
Sunghoon didn’t even have to make a wish, he already had everything he needed.
He blew the candles out, then took the cake stand from your hands.
“Did you make a wish?” You asked, watching as he set the cake down on the outside table, “Tell me what you wished for!”
Sunghoon wrapped his arms around you, pressing your body against his, leaving no space between.
“Baby, I don’t need to make any wishes when you’re right here with me already.”
You pouted your lips at him, “Awe that’s so sweet and super fucking gross.”
Sunghoon rolled his eyes, “You are so annoying, this is why witches and vampires don’t get along.”
“Yet you’re stuck with me anyways.” You sang.
Sunghoon nodded, carefully brushing your bangs out of your face, “And I am so thankful that I am.”
Sunghoon wouldn’t know what he would have done if something happened to you a year ago. The time he spent alone when Dorian stole you from his side was a literal hell. He never wanted to experience that again.
The pain he had to feel every single day. The sleepless nights. The endless thoughts of what he would do if you never returned to him or worse, if Dorian took you from him permanently.
He stared deeply into your doe eyes, swearing he wouldn’t ever let anyone touch you again. He would kill anyone who would warm you again.
Sunghoon took your chin between his fingers and lifted your face for a kiss. You tighten your arms around him as you softly kiss him back.
You felt something wet drop on your cheek, looking up at the sky, “It’s snowing again.”
Sunghoon also glanced up, his wide smile that showed off his natural fangs returning, “It’s like it’s snowing just for me.”
You cupped his face, forcing him to look back at you, “Happy birthday, my sweet vampire, I love you so much.”
Sunghoon planted a kiss on your forehead, squeezing you tightly, “I love you so much more.”
If every birthday was like this for the rest of eternity, Sunghoon wouldn’t mind celebrating it every year with you again and again.
#myiceprince#sunghoon#park sunghoon#sunghoon x reader#reader x sunghoon#reader x enhypen#enhypen#enhypen x reader#enhypen fanfiction#enhypen fanfic#enhypen imagines#enhypen scenarios#established relationship#youcompleteme#happy birthday sunghoon 🥹#yeonzzzn writing
202 notes
·
View notes
Text
So, I know my main blog is very Harry Potter fandom & drarry-centric...
But I just wanted to take a moment to introduce some chaotic witchy beans who are very near and dear to my heart 🥹
My blorbos. My characters. My bunch of lil hooligans that I someday hope to tell the tales of...
✨️Tales of the Coven✨️
I know it's not drarry or HP, but heyyy I'm all in my emotions, feeling totally normal about my babies 🤌
(And if anyone had any questions about em, I'd be happy to gush about the characters, world, and story in my head ;-; )
#oc artwork#lilbeanzdrawings#lilbeanz#lilbeanz' beans!#oc#original character#one day#one day i will write this series#sigh#maybe i should start a separate blog for them#🤔
261 notes
·
View notes
Text
🍲✨ Stirring Up Some Kitchen Magic! ✨🍲
Hey there, witches! Did you know that your kitchen can be a magical playground for spellcasting? That's right—whether you're brewing up a batch of soup or baking a loaf of bread, you can infuse your cooking with intention and energy to manifest your desires. Here's a beginner-friendly recipe to get you started:
🌿 Magical Herb-infused Soup 🌿
🥣 Ingredients:
1 onion, diced
2 cloves of garlic, minced
2 carrots, sliced
2 stalks of celery, chopped
4 cups of vegetable broth
1 can of diced tomatoes
1 cup of cooked beans (your choice) - i really enjoy pinto or white beans in soups
A handful of your favorite herbs (such as rosemary, thyme, or basil) - i love basil and thyme (i use the Italian Seasoning blend and just focus my intent on that because college budget)
Salt and pepper to taste
🔮 Instructions:
Heat a bit of olive oil in a large pot over medium heat. Add the diced onion and minced garlic, stirring occasionally until they're soft and fragrant.
Toss in the sliced carrots and chopped celery, letting them cook for a few minutes until they start to soften.
Pour in the vegetable broth and diced tomatoes, bringing the mixture to a gentle boil. Reduce the heat and let it simmer for about 20 minutes, allowing the flavors to meld together.
Add the cooked beans and your chosen herbs to the pot, stirring gently to combine. Let the soup simmer for another 10 minutes or so, until everything is heated through and flavorful.
Season with salt and pepper to taste, adjusting as needed to suit your preferences.
As you stir the soup, focus on your intentions—whether it's promoting health and vitality, attracting abundance, or fostering love and connection. Visualize your desired outcome coming to fruition with each swirl of the spoon.
Once your soup is ready, serve it up with a sprinkle of magic and a side of gratitude. Take a moment to appreciate the nourishment it provides for your body and soul.
As always, the most important ingredient in any magical recipe is your intention. So get creative, experiment with different flavors and ingredients, and have fun infusing your kitchen creations with a little dash of witchy charm! 🥄🔥
if you make this recipe, post it and tag me in it with #magickkate so I can see it! 🤍
#queue the magick#witch#witchcraft#witchblr#reference#kitchen witch#magickkate#sigils#green witch#witchy#soup#kitchen witch recipe#kitchen witchcraft#kitchen magick#kitchen magic#witches#baby witch#beginner witch
32 notes
·
View notes
Text
🎃 More Questions: Part 4! 🎃
Part 1 here! | Part 2 here! | Part 3 here!
Thank you for your interest but! 🥲 too sad!
For drawings I like this one! For comics I like this one!
I'm not that into spinoffs myself! But I hope everyone who reads it enjoy it!
haha I'd agree with that!
Yes, many! 🐈⬛ Shock shares their love for them!
Loved Shock very much 🥲
Thank you so much! I put a lot of love into designing all of their wardrobes with care and originality (except, like, the ghoul pun graphic Ts, I wasn't clever enough to come up with puns 😆). For Shock, I imagined themes like modern-vintage, witchy, pastel goth!
I imagine banshees are born of flora under certain conditions, and their mission is to go out and choose a human family, to watch over and bond to.
I think the most cursed set I've ever seen is the bean bag plush set. It's where that scary Barrel plush came from! They all look off-model despite sporting the Disney tag, but Barrel and SALLY look especially 😬 !! (and Oogie looks uwu)
48 notes
·
View notes
Note
*offers hug and boba* things may not look better but that doesn't mean that they haven't gotten better, it just might take a bit to realize it • ☽♡☾
Thank you bean, you're very sweet <3 ((I love that symbol! Very cute witchy vibe!))
-Mommabean
34 notes
·
View notes
Text
🖤✨
#green witch#lunar witch#witchyvibes#gemini#witchy blog#magic#witchcraft#baby witch#coffee#coffee beans
6 notes
·
View notes
Note
why do i feel like puppy!reader is kind of woo-woo? not so much in a witchy sense but in a slightly metaphysical way
like she's explaining to john b the law of attraction and how she had manifested him; direct quoting smth she heard from neville goddard/marianne williamson once and john b kind of eats it up? he doesn't fully get it but he likes her spirit! plus it kind of appeals to his dopey hopeless romantic side a bit
no yea she is woowoo!!! tbh i think shes really big on palm reading like fuck astrology and tarot cards she loves to read john his palm and trace his heartline.
he loves it too because she puts his hand in her lap and traces over his palm and whispers about how hes gonna live a long happy life filled with love and she compares their different lines and talks about how many kids theyll have (just one but theyre gonna be sooooo loved) and he’s just like 😍 lets get married right now
she also spills the beans how she manifested a tall brunette boy with beautiful brown eyes and thats the first thing she saw after she passes out drunk on the boneyard
25 notes
·
View notes
Text
Combing my two biggest interests - The Libertines and perfume, recalling the scents which defined that era for me.
Libertine by Vivienne Westwood - Notes of Pineapple, Lily-of-the-Valley, Oakmoss, Labdanum and Musk. Released in 2000 and sadly discontinued. (A tester strip from this perfume was pasted into one of Peter’s early journals.) There are many perfumes that have had this same name since, but only one that smelled exactly like the year 2000 - mossy, earthy but soapy and clean, playful and lively, wiping off the grass stains of grunge and soaring into a new millennium, determined to cause trouble before it had consequences.
Stella by Stella McCartney - Notes of Rose Oil, Peony, Tangerine and Amber. Released in 2003. The syrupy rose jam scent of nights spent losing your mind - sleepless weekends, the eye of the storm of a cultural shift. Everything is alive, everything is exciting, everything is happening, and you can’t stop pressing your nose to your wrist, or a lover’s neck, to breathe it in, the hint of sour among all the flowers.
Prada Amber by Prada - Notes of Bitter Orange, Patchouli, Benzoin, Sandalwood, Labdanum and Tonka Bean. Released in 2004. A little sexy, a little dirty, things were getting messy. Sold via the cleanest of clean girl advertisements that were a total lie. This is the scent of a skanky cult - filthy and addictive, sweetness left on skin days after a kiss. An almost incoherent blend of vanilla and knees caked in mud - an ad for clean sheets when the bottle contains what went on between them.
Anglomania by Vivienne Westwood - Notes of Cardamom, Rose, Violet and Leather. Released in 2005 and also sadly discontinued. Where Libertine smelled of 2000 this smelled of 2005, the height of indie sleaze - leather jacket rock ‘n’ roll, hats and suits and ties and ironic nationalism, the celebration of all things British, driven at least in part by the explosion (and implosion) of The Libertines in English music and fashion culture. Weaved in with the spice of Brick Lane, the bootleg band shirts of Camden, the incense burning in the corner of your ashtray-scented flat.
Youth Dew Amber Nude by Estée Lauder - Notes of Cinnamon, Ginger, Carnation, Amber and Sandalwood. Released in 2005 and discontinued. The amber era for perfume, and the start of Tom Ford’s reign with ingenious collaborations that took dusty heritage brands into the modern age with their glamour intact in a time where we looked back to look forward. All the trash gathered up and made beautiful, injected with new life and resold at a premium. But didn’t it smell delicious, just like history, just like old money.
Belle d'Opium by Yves Saint Laurent - Notes of Jasmine, Incense, Tobacco, Peach, Rose and Patchouli. Released in 2010 (and yes, also discontinued). Rich and bold and witchy, the end of an era creeping in, all things indie drifting away, diluting but leaving their indelible mark - one last gasp of the rock star girlfriend, clad in her vintage faux furs and laddered tights, the messy glamour, the scent trail of a fearless era falling away, all those heightened, drunken memories of dollar store incense and roll-on oil remade into its final form.
41 notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
bebossfit
XXL 2 Fit
unrulygingerlesbian
❝ the surf hangs himself on the sailor's door ❞
ricep0d
ricep0d bits
hotelshot-rus
Забронировать отель, отдых
veinessasavira
Veinessa Savira