#crafting with hazel

[kanerallels]

Shout out to the JoAnn's Fabric customer service email I received about my package possibly not arriving on time that started out with, "Son of a glue gun!"

[heyzeil]

‘This Day Aria’ with Shadow Milk and Pure Vanilla because the song is literally them 🩵💛

(White Lily is the bride)

might make more panels later we’ll see

[stbot]

til death do us part: think pink!

[monstersandmaw]

Funky trees from today’s coppicing work.

Anyone care to guess how old that ash stool is in the first image? (top left) the clue is in the width of the base, not the upright.

[punkeropercyjackson]

Spiderman:Across The Spiderverse(2023)//Heroes of Olympus:House of Hades(2013)

[not0a0mundane]

Sarah Hazell count your fucking days

[thehazeldruid]

The Dawn Will Take You

~A spell to bind those wishing you harm in their tracks~

What you need

Quick drying clay, mod podge, glue (even play doh will work)

Representation of those wishing you ill will or harm (I used Lego figures) a friend used rocks with faces drawn on them.

Paper to work on (to minimize mess)

A white candle

Cleansing Incense

DO THIS SPELL IN THE MORNING IF POSSIBLE, BEST AT SUNRISE

What to do:

Prepare yourself and your work space as necessary. I had to clear my head with a long meditation before this one, as thinking about the people in question threw my emotions out of balance

Sit for a moment and (if you can see or feel the sunlight) take a moment to let its energy fill you. Feel the heat, the light, absorb it until you’re ready.

Now, light the candle, breathing deeply for a few more moments, continuing to gather energy. Set out the representations of the aggressors on the paper. Followed by the clay, glue or mod podge.

As you think about the actions against you slowing, then ceasing altogether, press the representations into the clay, cover them in glue or mod podge and say “The dawn will take you, from flesh and bone, to earth and stone, and from now on, leave me alone.”

Keep them on the paper until they dry. Keep the items on the paper somewhere where the sun (or any light) will reach them.

Continue with more layers as necessary until they are solidified.

Repeat the chant above every time you add a layer. When it comes to it, unbind the objects. If they start the actions again, repeat as necessary.

Afterwards, cleanse yourself and the space of any negative energy. Meditate, ground, center again if your emotions are out of whack.

Good Luck and Happy Casting Witches

M.G.

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The Hazel Druid

[glassamphibians]

one of nico’s friends needs to hand sew him a cerberus plush from cut up beanie babies

[ambercast]

Abby Cromwell attending the Avant-Garde Ball solo (with Nadine Briggs and Georgie Hicks).

[kanerallels]

Finished a stained glass window granny square, 2 dead 14 injured

[heyzeil]

Happy April Fools’ Day, everyone!

Have some silly doodles I did today! <3

[cameoutstruggling93]

Not me covered in paint making Christmas presents cause im poor lol. My hair is a bit wild

[monstersandmaw]

Spar making update: I’m getting better but the points still need work. Between two of us, we’ve got to make 4000 of them for a thatched roof though, so I’d better get on with it!!

The process involves taking one of the 28” hazel rods in the background of the photo (called ‘gads’) and, using a billhook or a splitting hook (the bigger and blunter of the two blades at the bottom of the photo), and splitting them first in half, and then into either quarters, sixths, or eighths, depending on the thickness of the rod to start with. Then with a pointing hook (smaller of the two blades) you put a three-faced point on each end. They’re kept from drying out and stored for a short while, and a thatcher then twists them into a pincer or staple shape to skewer and secure the thatch of a roof into place.

Spar making is on the Red List of Endangered Crafts so it’s an honour to be continuing this ancient ancient tradition with a few other people.

[punkeropercyjackson]

Omg you're so right. Hazel and Miles would be best friends. The art they'd make together would be amazing!!!

Thinking about Miles accidentally riding the spider horse in atsv

THEY WERE LITERALLY PLATONICALLY MEANT TO BE,I NEED THEM TO INTERACT IN FAN CONTENT SO I'M GONNA MAKE IT MYSELF WITH DEAD SEAPUNK SIBLINGS GODSDAMNIT

[moa-broke-me]

Y'know, I'm actually becoming a little inspired by The Craft And I wanna make a fanfiction that's kinda sorta reminiscent of it, but I also want the magic to be a tad more true to what actual paganism looks like, so here's a scene.

Thalia looked down at the moonwater contained in the chalice, imbued with cinnamon, rosemary, black salt, and lavender. "I take into myself the power to outshine my mother and my father both combined, and shed light on the truth of who they truly are. To be seen, heard, believed. And to receive, at long last... Justice." She took a sip and handed it to Annabeth.

She took a deep breath. "I take into myself the power of ancient scholars to drink in as much knowledge as I can, and to reap the rewards that they did. Academic achievement, financial success, the recognition of my hard work." She drank from the chalice, and handed it to Luke.

He smirked. "I take into myself the power to take revenge on those that have wronged me." Then, he drank, before handing it to me. He drank a lot, and left very little for us, but it probably tasted super gross anyway.

If you'd given me this last year, before I met her, I don't know what I would've picked. The power to stop being gay, to stop my self harm. Even to erase my scars. But now... I looked over at my sister, and the choice was obvious. "I take into myself the power to protect those I love." I took a sip and... Yep. Disgusting. But worth it, so I handed it to her.

She smiled at me. "I take into myself..." She paused, looking down at the near-empty chalice, as though she didn't think she'd get this far and now had to come up with something on the spot. "... Belonging." She decided, before downing the very last of it. She made a bit of a face, but didn't say anything. I assume her mother had made her drink stuff like this before. I almost felt bad, roping her into this. But Luke said we needed a natural witch to replace Ethan, and she was it. It was destiny, how I came home from the hospital after my suicide attempt to find that she'd found her way to dad's doorstep while I was away. It was a sign, I had to stay alive long enough to meet the coven, so I could bring her into it.

Thalia's brow quirked up. "That's it? That's all you want?"

"Hey, don't make fun of her!" I defended.

"I'm not. I'm just saying, it's a rather cruel irony. Such a simple thing, and you can never achieve it. You're a woman of the craft, Hazel. You'll always be an outcast."

"Well, that's not true." Annabeth argued. "Not... Entirely, anyway. Sure, you may not ever be the queen bee, but who cares? You belong here. With us."

Hazel smiled. "Thanks. I guess, when you put it like that, being an outcast isn't so bad. We're like..."

Luke looked over at her. "Like family?"

She smiled. "Yeah."

Luke pulled out a six pack of cokes. "To family, then." We all took a can of coke and washed the taste of salty cinnamon and soap out of our mouths, and Luke took the sixth one and opened it up, pouring it out for Ethan.

[heyzeil]

PREACH <3 ^^^^

Y'all have gotta get more insane about platonic relationships like you are about romantic relationships. We need to get more annoying about them NOW. I need to see more meta and losing our minds over them. Get more annoying NOW. More than that. More than that also.