#fruit peels

[this-is-me19]

Salt Bowl

If you want the spell for my particular bowl, look below the cut (read more or keep reading); otherwise, feel free to read my little commentary and check out the video.

Witchlings,

I am a huge fan of her work. She works it right there in the video explaining why she does and chooses the items. It's very easy to understand. I also love her voice, so calming.

Gold nail polish (Gold is a form of color magick with Intention of prosperity, abundance, and personal power)

Gold nail polish (Gold is a form of color magick with Intention of prosperity, abundance, and personal power)

Gold nail polish (Gold is a form of color magick with Intention of prosperity, abundance, and personal power)

Pink Himalayan Salt* (Salt is a form of purification and protective magick; Pink is a form of color magick with Intention of unity, intimacy, and healing)

Kosher Salt* (Salt is a form of purification and protection magick; white is a form of color magick with intentions of protection, purity, and calming the mind)

Black Sharpie (in this spell is used as a focus; however, black is a form of color magick with the intentions of protection, repelling or absorbing negative intentions/hexes, putting an end to unhealthy relationships, and banishment)

Meteorite Stone (Intention of luck in the unknown)

Agate (crystal/stone with intention of balance emotions and courage)

Lapis lazuli (crystal/stone with intention of creativity and happiness)

Jasper (crystal/stone with intention of grounding, healing, and insight)

Quartz, Milky (crystal/stone with intention of raise energy, growth, and protection)

Aventurine (crystal/stone with intention of prosperity, wealth, and motivation)

Hematite (crystal/stone with intention of calm emotions, centering, and grounding)

Citrine (crystal/stone with intention of happiness, positivity, and self-esteem)

Tigerseye (crystal/stone with intention of control emotions)

Chalcedony (crystal/stone with intention of stabilize luck, mental growth, and strengthen relationships)

Quartzite, Purple (crystal/stone with intention of emotions, lessen anxiety, and emotional healing; purple is a form of color magick with intention of wisdom and deepening spiritual awareness and knowledge)

Amethyst (crystal/stone with intention of emotional support and balance, and wisdom)

Serpentine (crystal/stone with intention of motivation and transformation)

Rose Quartz (crystal/stone with intention of self-love, stabilize and strengthen relationships)

Dried Orange Peel (Orange peel is considered an herb with the intention of wealth, love, and purity)

"Be positive, like a proton" charm (intention of positivity)

Evil eye charm (click link for more)

Hamsa Charm (click link for more)

NaCl, chemical symbol (salt is a form of protection and purification)

Ring symbol (click link for more)

Instructions

Cleanse the bowl and ingredients as needed. NOTE: Be aware of which stones can be in sunlight versus water. There are multiple ways to cleanse.

If your bowl allows it, decorate your bowl using symbols, sigils, colors, or similar to enhance its qualities and your intention.

Pour the salt(s) into your bowl and make sure it covers the entire bottom of your bowl, a thin layer is completely fine.

Place ingredients on salt and advise each object of your intention for it. NOTE: I advised what each of mine was in the ingredients list; however, each object has additional uses than what I put. I do not do more than 1-3 requested intentions for each item as it can become difficult to concentrate (for me at least) when you work them.

Place the bowl where you want it to be in your home or room.

To use the bowl

Dip your fingers into items and touch the salt concentrating on the removal of energies or negative emotions from you.

[taxi-davis]

Gürbüz Doğan Ekşioğlu

[the-purvashadha]

"Would you peel an orange for me?"

I would peel a pomegranate for you.

[benevolenterrancy]

MotherHen-Shizun ends up feeding the peak

[suchananewsblog]

7 Amazing Ways To Re-Use Leftover Vegetable And Fruit Peels

‘Eat fruits and vegetables’ is advice we have heard since our childhood. Our elders would highlight the benefits of various seasonal produce and encourage us to eat them for good health. But as we grew up, we realised that not just the fruit itself but even the peels are highly nutritious. It is often said that the maximum nutrition is contained in the peels and the nutrient density actually…

[nartothelar]

So do they ever use eachother for mundane tasks? Like chopping veggies?

the benefits of being a knife

[heartnosekid]

making orange pudding 🍊 | source

[passionfruitmango]

You are offered a flower:

Do you accept?

>[yes]

[no thank you]

[hunnieknight]

Umm,guys, her zipper is also on the back-

She will unzip like a peeled banana (stolen joke from my bestie)

[fullcravings]

Bourbon Cherry Cheesecake in a Jar

[wordedarchive]

[rubystims]

orah mandarin, an irreplaceable sweet and sour juicy fruit ! source

[cowboyheyxu]

you let out an audible groan after you see dan heng peel another orange for you, "dan heng, please. please tell me how you peel the oranges without getting splashed with orange juice," you pleaded, leaning your head on the man's shoulder as you wrap your arms around him.

the express was quiet tonight. everyone was asleep, and it was just you and dan heng lurking in the kitchen for the night. you woke him up because you were bored and needed someone to talk to. at first, you felt a little guilty for your abrupt arrival, but dan heng reassured you that he was not asleep (even though he yawned and rubbed his eyes when you woke him up).

dan heng only shakes his head, continuing to peel the orange, "you need to be quieter."

you only huff in response, throwing your head closer to the nape of his neck, "c'mon! please? i need to know how you do it! if i don't, i'll just keep getting juice in my eyes," you urged.

he chuckled in response, and he even sounded relaxed, for a change, "that wouldn't have happened if you hadn't ripped the orange out of my hand mid-peel."

your eyes bulged and dan heng could not resist the smile forming on his lips, "first of all, i did not rip it out. i grabbed it. second, i wanted some autonomy for a change!"

dan heng playfully rolled his eyes, "if your autonomy means juice getting splattered all over the kitchen, then i suppose it's a good idea to keep this orange out of your reach," his sarcasm prevailed.

you huff, leaning your head into dan heng’s neck. then, you get an idea. your arms⎯once wrapped around his shoulders⎯made their way around his neck. your fingertips led to the beginning of his chest, and you had to stand on your tiptoes to progress a little lower.

you feel dan heng tense up at the contact, and you wonder if you've taken it too far. you're about to remove your body from his, but you feel his muscles relax. you find that, when dan heng relaxes, it's like his entire body turns to mush. he's easier to scare, easier to prod at, easier to touch; you know this because of your observations, and most definitely not because you willingly choose to notice these things.

"what are you doing?" dan heng turns his head to meet your grinning face. his eyebrow is quirked up in the same inquisitive way it always is. the sight makes you beam even further, and you swear you could see dan heng turn a little red.

"i'm cold," you simply say, pressing yourself closer onto him, "is this... okay?"

dan heng stares at you. he looks into your eyes with nothing but admiration. he stares at you like you are his definition of beauty: of all the things he has seen whilst traveling on the express, it seems that his eyes are only truly mesmerized when they land on you. you are the one for him, his eyes describe.

alas, you are too preoccupied with other things to think about this. as dan heng tries to formulate his answer, your hands reach down to his and snatch the orange out of his hands, jumping back and hitting one of the countertops by accident. you wince, but shortly get over the pain after seeing the orange in your hand.

dan heng stares at you in momentary shock. at first, he tries to process what just happened. did you touch him to feel him, or only to get the orange? did you mean it? was it worth it? his mind spiraled with questions similar to those.

however, his worries were set aside when he saw you narrow your eyes, waiting for him to make a move. and he realizes that everything is going to be okay. there’s no worry around you; there’s never been.

the dim light of the kitchen can only illuminate so much. dan heng is grateful that you couldn’t see the way his previous expression melted away. he takes two strides towards you and you’re already backed into the counter. you prop yourself up, holding the orange close to you, as dan heng comes closer.

“you’re going to make a mess,” dan heng advises you. he sounds like a nagging husband. you let yourself be amused with the comparison at first, but then the implication of your thought kicks in, and you find yourself subconsciously inching away from dan heng. he only comes closer, almost making his way between your thighs.

“am not,” you hide the orange behind your back, “and if you want it, come and get it,” you prompt with a smirk.

dan heng’s eyes narrow: not in an annoyed way, but rather, in a challenging way. his arm slinks behind your back and tries to reach your hand, but you throw your arm in the air. you hold the orange up in the air for a while, moving your arm in all sorts of different directions while dan heng tries to grab it. the dim kitchen is lit up by your conjoined laughters.

when you try to take the orange with your other hand, dan heng’s hand interlocks with yours midair, keeping it in place. with your temporal shock, dan heng manages to grab your wrist that holds the orange, trapping you in his grasp.

you blink down at him several times, wondering how he’s managed to get you in this position. the orange was still in your hands. you could choose to hold it tenderly, or drop it to the ground. there were more oranges anyway.

“can i have the orange back?” dan heng asks, looking up at you in such a way that could rival a star’s glow.

you take a second to answer his question. now you can look at him: finally look at him. his hair, though tussled and messy, falls into his face in perfect waves. he is as tranquil as the ocean itself, but he still has rough currents.

his eyes are never wary around you. they are calm and peaceful, always gazing at you in the quietest ways.

did his lips always look so soft? or were you just imagining things?

you lower the orange down with your hand, and dan heng removes his hands from yours. you take your other freed hand and bring it over to cover the orange, in case it falls. when your covered hand meet’s dan heng’s open one, you look up at him with mischief in your eyes.

the hand once covered the orange moved to peel off a piece of skin. but, since you never knew how to peel oranges, your peeling method was disastrous: juice squirted out of the orange, and it landed perfectly under dan heng’s eye.

you snickered a little bit, then you began to laugh a little more loudly than permitted. dan heng was left with a deadpan expression, no longer in shock or disbelief. in hindsight, he should have known there was something like this coming. but what can he say; he loves you too much.

“i’m sorry!” you say in between laughs, your hand (the same one that got orange juice on his face) covered your mouth as you laughed. “i’m sorry,” you giggled.

“what did i tell you? i hope you know you’re gonna be cleaning⎯” dan heng is distracted by your thumb making contact under his eye, where the juice was sprayed. he’s stunned momentarily, eyes watching your thumb carefully as you wipe the juice off his face.

with the excess juice on your thumb, you do something so provocative that dan heng is eternally grateful for the dim lighting. you take your thumb and put it in your mouth, sucking the juice off your finger. the sight makes his eye twitch a little, only amusing you further.

you cover your next laugh with the paper towel that you use to wipe off your finger, “i’ll clean up the orange juice,” you tell him, sliding off the counter, “but isn’t this just more proof that you need to teach me how to peel oranges?”

“i think this is more proof that oranges need to be taken away from you,” dan heng counters, bemusement evident in his tone. he faces away from you now, trying to fight his blush from earlier (and now).

you gasp, “but isn’t this just a good way to teach me?! i just wanna peel my own oranges, man. what if you’re not here and i’m stuck orangeless! i don’t even wanna think about⎯mmph!?”

dan heng sticks an orange slice into your mouth.

he tries to ignore how you had just said that you’d be sad without him, even if you were probably referring to the oranges.

dan heng puts his fist up to his mouth, trying his best to contain his own laughter at your puzzled face. you chew and swallow the orange, only to look at him with bewilderment.

“what was that for!?”

“you were talking too much,” he shrugs. you kick his shin.

on the kitchen island, you see that one side of the orange hasn’t been fully peeled like the other. one side⎯the side you just ate⎯had no white strings on it. it was a perfectly naked orange.

the other side had lots of white string. this was also the side that sprayed dan heng.

while you may not know much about peeling oranges, you know how to remove string. you grab the orange once again, this time peeling the white string off of the orange fruit. you’re extremely focused, and dan heng thought you couldn’t get any cuter. how marvelous it must feel to fall drunker and drunker in love with you every minute.

when you get rid of the excess string, you look up at dan heng with hopeful eyes. you’re showing him what you just did; you’re expecting something. dan heng goes to open his mouth to say something, but he’s interrupted by an orange slice colliding with his mouth.

“not so nice when it’s you, huh?” you poke his chest, grabbing a slice of orange for yourself. you two chew in silence as you both finish off an orange slice.

“you do realize you could have used a slice from the half that didn’t have any white stuff, right?” dan heng tells you after he finishes eating. you set the orange on the counter as you wipe your hands off.

“yeah, but i wanted to do more work,” for you. you wanted to do more work for dan heng. you didn’t want him to always peel oranges for you. you wanted him to take a break. to relax. to enjoy himself for once in his life. even if it was a little thing such as peeling the white strings off of an orange, you hope that you can bring him the tranquility he never had before.

but little do you know, dan heng has been doing the opposite thing for you. he peels oranges so you don’t have to; because he doesn’t want you to work so much. he peels oranges to make life easier for you, because he knows how you get during the night. he peels oranges when you cannot, so you know that you always have someone there to guide you to the light.

dan heng is speechless. he only stares at your smile, completely different from earlier in the night. it’s toned down, more quiet, more sincere. you look up at him with anticipation lurking within you. you look up at him with enthusiasm and excitement and stars. it was criminally easy: how dan heng was able to love you.

but he couldn’t tell you. not yet, anyway.

“you’d stop peeling after the second orange,” dan heng jokes, poking your cheek. you puff them up in an attempt to shake his finger off, but he still stayed. you unpuffed your cheeks and rolled your eyes.

“i would not,” you cross your arms and stick your tongue out at him, “you know what, i think i’ll ask mr. yang to teach me. then i’ll be a real peeler master.”

a selfish part of dan heng wants to stop you and teach you himself. a selfish part of him only wants you to himself. it seemed stupid and moronic to consider mr. yang as some sort of rival, but he couldn’t ignore the way his heart stopped at the mention of someone else. maybe it was because that meant these nights between the two of you would be over.

but with the smirk you give him after your sentence, dan heng knows these nights will be far from over. he leans onto the counter with one hand propping him up.

“if you say so. i can’t wait for the day to arrive,” dan heng says, sarcasm dripping from his tone.

he hopes the day that you learn how to peel your own oranges, never shows up.

[l3m0nflavoredst1mz]

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[dailyjevil]

Day 251 of posting Jevil every day

[skullswithmarigolds]

Toritsuka: *begging, but failing* Would you please peel my orange, Saiki?

Saiki: Fuck no, peel your own orange. *walks away*

~Later~

Kuboyasu: Hey babe, could you peel the oranges for me while I-

Saiki: *already peeling some with his powers, placing the oranges in a bowl once it's peeled* Yes, of course.