The Signs and Their Ingredients
Aries: flames directly from hell, shards of diamonds, the energy of a toddler, and a gallon of caffeine
Taurus: clusters of emerald gemstones, the scent of old books, warm chocolate chip cookies, and silk pajamas
Gemini: wind from a tornado, a pinch of salt, a child’s laughter, and a cup of glitter
Cancer: shimmering tears, the moon’s light, the scent of fresh lavender, and water from an ocean storm
Leo: a Hollywood actresses’ tears, the pride of a lion, the morning sun’s rays, and beaming highlighters
Virgo: freshly roasted coffee, the scent of new books, a bouquet of daisies, and the breeze of a fall afternoon
Libra: a cup of rose petals, a bottle of fruity perfume, creamy frosting, and the voice of Marilyn Monroe
Scorpio: deep rooted secrets, the eyes of a psychic, passion *added for flavor*, and a midnight conversation
Sagittarius: a child’s optimism, a folk song riff, a language not yet known, and the wisdom of a philosopher
Capricorn: the bones of a warrior, a gallon of pessimism, a leader’s authority, and Saturn’s tough, layered rings
Aquarius: an alien’s brain, a tablespoon of star dust, holographic beams, and one mystery flavored airhead
Pisces: melatonin, a cup of cotton candy, the heart of a goddess, and the tears of a siren
Idea for witches with cats
So everyone loves sigils, and everyone is always asking people how to charge them… Well, I just thought of something.
This idea was inspired by my cat, Peetie, putting his front paws into the small notebook I use for sigils and not letting me have it. (typical cat)
He loves to play with balls of paper, so I’m thinking:
- Draw a sigil
- Wad up the paper
- Let your cat play with it
- BOOM! Charged sigil!
Of course, there’s also just letting them have the paper un-balled and letting them chew on it, supervised, of course.
But this is such a simple and cute idea that I had to share.
Dbh week ⭕
Day 1 : Favourite protagonist
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I’m not that type of mother ok. They’re all my children
and i’ve legally adopted them
day 19. exhaustion
if u thought i wasnt gonna sneak conkus into this, u were wrong
technically we’re ALL, always LARPing, because the Self is only a construct,
I want a new character
Then make one.
“Then make one” has the same energy as “then perish” but like. Opposite. Same and opposite.
the signs as things i shouldn’t have lived through but did
aries: sledding down two alleys across busy roads “hoping for the best”
taurus: fell backward through a window during a tickle fight
gemini: ran into a group of drunk scottish lads in matching v-necks, asked if they were one direction
cancer: climbed barefoot onto a CVS Pharmacy roof to catch a chicken
leo: grabbed an electric fence to prove i would grab an electric fence
virgo: ate poison ivy
libra: coaxed a stray dog to get into my car, but it turned out to be a particularly brave coyote
scorpio: fought a snapping turtle over territory rights
sagittarius: got lost alone in pittsburgh at 1 am in a full leg cast
capricorn: ate a buckeye because “if a squirrel can eat it why cant i”
aquarius: fell face-first into a ravine playing capture the flag
pisces: climbed into a cardboard box and shut it so my friends could “safely” push me down two flights of stairs
In the lifetime of every character, who is dear to my heart, there is a moment when I draw himher dead beaten orand in a shirt with buttons™
that moment is now for detective Reed
survive this love, Gavin!
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