#black magic hour

[gabriela-liar]

Moodboard "Being Like The Sun"

[allurahomeofbeauty]

[loverhorror]

[ebonykingdom]

[verum-artifex]

Golden child, the way you glow,

Illuminates paths where shadows grow.

In your laughter, the sun does play,

Chasing the darkest fears away.

Your spirit, pure as morning dew,

Teaches old hearts something new.

With eyes that hold the universe's dance,

You give the world a second chance.

Golden child, with dreams so vast,

May your radiant light forever last.

For in your glow, the world can see,

The magic of possibility.

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

[the-angst-chronicles-fanworks]

The Wolf and The Witch

Part 1/?

Steve knows better than to enter the Witchwood. He’d been warned from the time he was a child, back before the wolf, that it was home to its namesake. And not just any witch, a dangerous one. One that had killed an entire hunting party, unprompted, with the flick of a finger. None who have entered those woods since have ever returned.

Steve knows better than to enter the Witchwood, but he doesn’t have a choice. Robin is slumped over his back, hands clenched tightly in his fur, clinging desperately to consciousness. He can feel her blood, warm and sticky, matting the fur of his back. His own gait is slowed, every step jolting the silver teeth digging into his right hind leg and sending sharp pain shooting through him. He’s not sure how much longer he can run, and he can hear them - the bloodthirsty cries of the townsfolk dead set on his murder.

They had been found out. So many cycles of living in this town, living among its residents as a friend and neighbour, and still they’ve all turned on him. Of all the times for it to happen, too. It was the moon he had agreed to make Robin a wolf. She had already been weakened from the wolf taking hold when they had been attacked, the silver already a weakness but her body not yet given over to the strength of the wolf.

Steve wishes he could take her to Nancy, knows Nancy would help despite everything, but the townspeople have blocked them off, funneled him in his blind panic. His only hope is to lose them is the wood, but even then he might lose Robin to his own fumbling medical knowledge.

But first, he has to get away from their pursuers. Steeling himself with a deep breath, Steve enters the Witchwood.

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Eddie is no stranger to people trying to do him harm. It’s been a constant in his life from the time he was a child, long before his gifts had awakened. And one that had- well. It’s been a constant of his life, sure as the cycle of the moon and sun. So he notices the prickle of someone entering the woods, but he gives it no regard. It happens a few times a year, that someone gets it into their heads that they will be the one to kill “The Witch of the Woods”. None ever even make it to him, losing themselves in the enchanted trees.

These trees are older than him, and their magic is their own. They like him and welcome him among them, but otherwise are hostile to outsiders. In the beginning, he had tried to help those who became lost in the woods, but those days have long since passed. Despite what his uncle says about his soft heart, Eddie’s become bitter and jaded and he no longer pays any mind to those who venture into the woods.

But this time, something is different. Eddie feels the disturbance of someone crossing into the forest, feels the shift of magic as the forest warps around them, and it’s… different. The ways and paths of the trees are second nature to him, he can tell by the shimmer of magic against his skin which paths have been revealed and which hidden away and this…

The forest is being lenient, gentle. The interlopers are shown the ways to peaceful places, soft and danger-free. Eddie can recall only a few times that the forest has been kind to intruders, and it has almost exclusively been to children.

So he’s more than curious already when he feels the buzz of more people crossing the boundary into the woods. A lot more. And Eddie realizes that this hunt is not for him.

The trees are not so kind this time, opening its twists and turns like a maze, a trap for anyone foolish enough not to turn back immediately. They don’t, of course. They never do. Eddie pays them no mind, drawn instead by curiosity to the two that are being pursued.

He steps between the trees, slipping into a space that’s folded away between reality, picking his way with ease through paths that are there and paths that are not until he emerges at the edge of a small clearing, moonlit and mossy. Theres a tiny spring-fed pond and there, limping toward it, is a wolf. It’s huge, the size of a small bear, with a strong frame and thick russet fur.

It notices him at the same time as he notices it, and it’s massive head swings to face him, teeth already bared in a snarl. It’s hackles raise, and it turns fully, squaring up, a threatening growl rumbling across the little clearing to him.

Eddie steps back, already gathering his power until it glows around him with dark energy, because this is no normal wolf. Even without the size and the silver trap clamped around its leg giving it away, he can see it in its eyes, feel in its presence that this is something more.

He recalls his childhood, the warning tales at his mother’s knee. He remebers later, freshly chased out of town and taken in by his uncle, watching as the old man leafed through his ancient book and warned Eddie that he wasn’t the only dangerous thing in the wilds. Eddie has no doubt that he’s come across one of those dangerous things now. He looks at the wolf and knows exactly what he’s seeing.

A werewolf.

[lovenostalgia]

[thoughtsmindless]

[myhauntedsalem]

How to Make Black Salt

*Sea Salt

*Black Pepper

*Ash (Fireplace, Sage, Incense, Grill)

*Charcoal

If you want the salt to be for cursing and black magick, add crushed chili seeds or sulfur while stirring ingredients in a counterclockwise motion

If you want salt to be for protection and white magick, add some iron scrapings or ground cinnamon while stirring ingredients in a clockwise motion

Powerful protective charm that absorbs negative energy and curses into itself and will rid you of their harmful influences, sprinkle it around the doors and windows.

To Rid Evil or Negativity from your home, Sprinkle on the floor then sweep it up and out the front door, then off the porch and towards the street.

To Prevent a troublesome person from returning to your home as soon as they leave throw black salt on the porch or sidewalk so they walk across it. Then quickly and vigorously sweep it out to the street while cussing and cursing them. If you are bold throw it at their backs as they are leaving.

[gabriela-liar]

Moodboard "Shine like Gold"

[loverhorror]

[steakout-05]

it's april 1st, which means it's teto's birthday today!!! i made some more chibi sprites from yesterday of her with some more animations, including her chimera form :)

here's a couple gifs:

(based off that dance she does in the triple baka and teto territory mvs)

happy birthday teto kasane!!!

[verum-artifex]

✨ GRWM ✨

[melanin-in-psych]

ungodly hour ✨

📍: san diego, ca

[eurissana24]

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