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A Few Witchy Ways to Witch Up Your Wedding. 

A Few Witchy Ways to Witch Up Your Wedding. 

Are you a witch? Are you getting married? Do you want to honor your practice in your wedding with or without pissing off your extremely religious in-laws? Then please stay tuned!

There are many ways to incorporate your beliefs and practice into your wedding, and many ways to alter the ritual to either appease or hide it from those who may not agree with your practice. There are many cultural practices you can follow (just make sure you are researching closed practices and stick only to the ones you can follow), and many ways to include your gods and goddesses to your wedding with little to no speculation. Unless, you want people to know, then I will make sure to write about those as well. 

Number One: A Handfastening. 

What is a hand fastening? A hand fastening is when you intertwine three pieces of rope into a braid across your hand and your partner's hand. It is typically found in traditional Celtic Pagan weddings, however many religions are now adopting this practice to add it to their own weddings. It doesn't have to just be a Pagan wedding, as I have seen Christians do it and use God/Jesus as the center rope and themselves as the other two ropes. You may choose to use a deity you worship to be the center rope, you can simply dedicate the center rope as your life or your love for one another wrapping around the two of you. The possibilities are endless and it is an easy and very down-low practice to do. To add a little more magic to it, braid your own cords and add protection charms with your fiance. It not only makes the cord more meaningful, but it is a bonding experience and you get to put all the love and happiness you feel for each other into making it. 

Number Two: Crystals. 

Crystals are cool, they look like shiny rocks, and most people wouldn't look twice if there are a few crystals on the tables or in your flowers. I will be giving everyone in my bridal party selenite (to protect and cleanse) and rose quartz (to bring in love). This is a cute idea and you can even do a ritual before you go out to calm your nerves with quartz and amethyst. 

Number Three: Veils

Veils were used in ancient times to confuse spirits and to protect the bride from spirits that wanted to take her. This is a very easy way to add a layer of magic to the wedding, as you can enchant the veil to repel negativity and harm. Also, veils are so widely used these days that people would be considered crazy if they questioned why you were wearing a veil. 

Number Four: Set up a Wedding Altar

A wedding altar can be as simple as the table you set up for the guest to sign the guest book. Add pictures of you and your fiance, pictures of married couples in your family that have passed, crystals, candles, the works. People will simply think you have a very nicely decorated table for the guests. You can also add small tokens of your deities to the table to tie it into the over all theme or to just add a pop of color. I am having a slightly Tangled themed wedding so I will be adding little suns to the table for Apollo!

Number Five: Spell Satchels

You can make a small spell satchel to wear under your dress for protections and love. Rose petals, rose quartz, rosemary, bay leaves with intentions writen on them, and pink salt would be good to add. You can tie it to your garter (if wearing one/wearing a dress) or put it in your suit pocket. They are small enough to not even be noticed by others. 

Number Six: Exchanging of Swords

The exchanging of swords was very big in Norse Weddings. To sum it up, the Groom and Bride exchange swords to vow to protect each other until and past death. Another wedding tradition is to gift the Bride with a kitten to promote protection and to help catch mice and rats. I, personally, don't think this practice should ever go away. 

Number Seven: Go barefoot.

Connect to the Earth as you walk down the aisle. Feel the ground and let it center and ground you to the moment. 

These are just a few ways you can connect your practice to your wedding. If this blows up enough, I may make a part two! I will also be starting reguluar updates about my own wedding and how I am witching it up! Stay tuned and drink water!

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Okay but I'm getting married next year in September (hopefully if we can get a venue booked this year) and I'm doing the lovers tarot card in my garter and I might do some sage, not sure though. I've already got herbology in our flowers and color magick, but when I first sat down and started drafting a list of things that I wanted to incorporate regarding my practice into my wedding, I put down "tarot card in the garter" as a nod to WOEE and I'm doing it and I can't wait! 😍

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I have not drawn in many days but @witchkittymeow inspired me to draw her on the shared magma, I love her mermaid!Rosé design so much!!!

Based on Firefish, which look like this!

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Pls im begging im on my knees what happens in crossguilds honeymoon shenanigans? - dis is pertaining to the CG wedding anser sjdjdjdjdns i love it btw the asker is so big brained and u made it even better sjdmsjxkz

OKAY so I'll divide it up between General Content and Adult Content.

General first!!!

• at first, they didn't even plan a honeymoon. It simply wasn't in the cards to then, they didn't even consider it. Then Big Mom asked, making conversation at the following party, what kind of honeymoon they had planned. They told her just an evening together in their tent, then back to work.

The men, women and enbies of the Guild swooped right in there with bright grins. "We pooled our wages together," they announce, "and booked you a trip!" It's for a weekend, just three days, and they'd be gone perhaps five at most depending on the weather and travel.

All three are trying not to cringe into the ether because they'd be leaving the island for a decent chunk of time. Who would run everything?

Their commanding officers then give them an itemized delegated list, with all the primary functions taken care of. The Guild really prepared for everything, huh?

• the honeymoon is to a resort not too terribly far for Karai Bari. The first thought is for them to just.... divide and do their own things.

Only they keep running into each other that first day. Buggy and Mihawk wind up in the library with other. Mihawk and Crocodile run into each other in the sauna. Buggy and Crocodile meet up in the casino. It's constant, and eventually it even becomes rather fun.

• then evening hits.

Adult Content below~

• Buggy's got the self awareness of a walrus on cocaine honestly, so he doesn't really think before stripping down to change into his evening wear. Crocodile and Mihawk at first ignore it until they catch sight of a pale back full of freckles and scars. Both dark haired me are suddenly fighting the urge to kiss him there, to make constellations with their touch and tongue. They look away.

• Only One Bed - Mihawk wordlessly prepares the couch for himself and Buggy makes a hammock and Crocodile is getting the bed - the first night at least.

• sleepy early mornings are so intimate and nobody discusses that enough. Buggy is the first up, hair slightly messy from the braid he slept in, curls framing his bare face. He makes coffee and starts on breakfast. Mihawk joins him not long after. Crocodile wakes to the smell of food, coffee, and murmured voices and laughter. When he inevitably wanders into the kitchen, halfasleep, he accepts a playe and mug, presses a kiss to Buggy's temple, a squeeze to Mihawk's wrist. Both clown and swordsman take a moment to process that.

• Buggy isn't exactly a contributer to Gender, so he'll wear whatever so long as he likes it. Including, it turns out, a form fitting dress in a rich green with gold accents and jewelry which shows his long leg via a high slit. He plays the part of ditzy eye candy well for Crocodile, and all seems fine - until some others begin to look at Buggy as well.

• Crocodile is possessive. And they ARE married.... so he pulls Buggy close by his hook at the other's waist and yanks the other down to one of his legs, within neck kissing range. Buggy is flustered. Crocodile is glowering. The wandering eyes ease off.

• at some point, Marines show up. The resort is neutral ground, so none of the Guild leaders make moves to react. Through a series of events, it turns out the Marines are there to apprehend the pirates and have paid off the resort owners.

There's a fight which goes.... fairly normally with Mihawk close range, sinking vessels and soldiers alike. Crocodile is lurking midrange to use his poisons and sand most effectively. Buggy has opted for more long range with his explosives and plots. The whole thing is pretty damn smooth, all considered. Until someone makes it past and grabs Buggy.

A comment is made on his outfit, a cocktail dress and blazer with matching stockings. On his decorum. On him, specifically. It's nothing he hasn't heard before, and he's already halfway through a snarky comeback along the lines of "What, angry I'm hotter than your whore at home-?" when there is a wave of pressure. Buggy blinks. The marine officer stumbles.

There is suddenly a hand on his waist, a hook around his neck, two presences flanking him. "What," the both nearly snarl, "did you say about our wife?"

• Buggy absolutely gets butterflies.

• the rest of the fight is pretty quick, Hawkeyes and Crocodile out of patience to play with their foes. Buggy isn't a slouch either, by the way, he's lobbing explosives strategically all around. Nearing the end, he herds his husband's to their ship, pushes off, and gives a theatrical count down.

• the island and nearby ships are bathed in fire. Buggy is cackling, a mess, his hair wild around a filthy, bloodied face. The dress reveals his shoulders. The torn edges reveal more of those freckles.

Something in both taller men snaps, and they converge upon Buggy with claims and lips and teeth. On the deck of their ornate ship, to the cracking ambience of fire, they have their wicked way with him, learning his body and finding unexpected but delightful facts as they go.

Crocodile could transition fully due to Iva, but Buggy is not so lucky. His top surgery was experimental, and bottom surgery was never a huge deal to him. Mihawk, luckily, enjoys all bodies and pleasures of the flesh, and he is a quick study under Crocodile's tutelage and experience with the organs he once had.

Buggy falls to pieces more than once, teary eyed and begging and so sweet for them, so cute and attractive with his grasping hands and hiccuping breaths. He is beautiful as he sinks down onto one, cradled by another and wails with the stimulation and hands and hook that break him I to pieces just to reassemble him again.

It ends with them together, indulgent and depraved, christened beneath firelight and debris and the screams of their enemies.

And none of the three had ever felt quite so seem as they did in that moment.

• back on Karai Bari, they sashay back in, mostly, as Buggy has a mild limp.

The lipstick stains and bite marks and bruises and scratches paint a clear enough picture for what happened.

"How was your trip?"

"We blew it up"

"Wha-"

"Fire. Explosives. Our beautiful chairman has quite the knack for such weapons"

"D'aww! Hawky, you'll make me blush!"

"We can make you do more than that, you little shit...~"

"Hehe~"

The poor mercenary is left rebooting.

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WIP WEDNESDAY

This is your daily reminder that there should be more Bonnie & Caroline friendship in fics, thank you for coming to my ted talk.

“God, I’m so excited for Tyler to finally be able to come home.”

“He won’t have to take orders from Klaus when he’s dead, that’s for sure,” Bonnie muttered. She glanced up when Caroline remained quiet, frowning slightly. “Elena mentioned he invited you to the ball? Why would Klaus do that?”

Caroline scowled up at the ceiling, annoyed by the direction the conversation had taken. “I have no idea.”

Bonnie stopped looking through the grimoire. “Well, what did he want last night?”

“I don’t know.” Caroline shrugged, a little lost, throwing a hand up. “He asked me to dance, we talked, he showed me his artwork-”

“Artwork?” Bonnie echoed.

Caroline frowned slightly, worrying her lip.

“Yeah, he’s an artist, I guess,” she tried to shrug off, like it wasn’t a big deal. Even serial killers had hobbies, right? She didn’t mention the drawing he’d done of her - nope, not happening. She scoffed, shaking her head. “I’m pretty sure interpol has half his art collection listed as stolen or missing - like the feds would have a field day if they raided that place.”

“So he asked you to dance, spent time with you, showed you his personal art collection…” Her best friend paused, slowly closing the grimoire, eyeing Caroline critically. “...like a date?”

Caroline shot up into a sitting position, glaring at Bonnie. 

“It was NOT a date,” she hissed, slicing her hands through the air, as if to ward the accusation off. “There was no ‘dating’ of any kind.”

Bonnie’s eyes widened a fraction and she deliberately turned her gaze back to the grimoire. 

“Sounds like a date to me,” she muttered under her breath, opening the book back up.

Caroline tried to push the memory of Klaus admitting he fancied her out of her head, something fluttering in her stomach. 

“He was just cozying up to me to get to Elena,” she tried to excuse. Her eyes shot to Bonnie, pleading with her to agree. “Right?”

Bonnie sighed, regarding her sadly. “Is it really that impossible to consider that a guy may actually like you?”

“Bonnie,” Caroline carefully enunciated, “It’s Klaus.”

Her friend rolled her eyes, closing the grimoire again and throwing it to the side. “Yeah, obviously I’m not saying you should date him, Caroline. I’m just saying you’re,” she shrugged, gesturing to all of her, “you know, a catch. Any guy would be lucky to have you.” 

Bonnie leaned forward, grasping Caroline’s hands in hers as she smiled softly. Touched, Caroline couldn’t help but smile back.

“Hell,” Bonnie continued, “Tyler doesn’t even deserve you after he left you for dead in the woods and then ghosted you.”

“He’s trying to break the sire bond for me, Bonnie,” Caroline pointed out, her glare half-hearted. Secretly, her friend’s fierce protectiveness warmed her heart.

“Even so,” Bonnie conceded, letting go of Caroline’s hands, “it was a dick move, one he made on your birthday of all days. You don’t have to excuse him all the time.”

Caroline sighed - Bonnie was right. She let her head fall into her hands, running her fingers anxiously through her hair. Biting her lip, she looked back up at Bonnie.

“And if Klaus does actually…like me?” she asked quietly.

Sheepishly, Bonnie smiled, the expression halfway to a wince. “Start growing wolfsbane in the garden?”

“Would that even work on a hybrid?”

“He’s part werewolf, right?” Bonnie shrugged, picking up her grimoire again. A wicked smile curled around the corners of her face. “You’d assume so.”

Caroline shook her head, grinning too as she pulled out her phone. “Guess I need to google where I can get wolfsbane from, then,” she said, like it was a great chore.

“Check Petco, maybe you’ll find the dog version of catnip.”

Unable to keep straight faces, they giggled, both of them doubling over laughing.

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RIGHT! Someone on Pinterest said that the fool in her wedding gown (Esther) and the woman from Coyote Stories (Margaret) are a couple, and the Beyond Beyond Beyond girl is their daughter, and then I blacked out and when I woke up this was in my Google docs. I honestly think it's the best thing I've ever written.

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She kicked her heels against the legs of the chair she was sat on in a rhythmic pattern, and stared into her teacup (if it could be called that - it was a dishevelled thing, formed out of red clay from the river. She had made it when she was little, and her mother insisted it held too much nostalgic value to be thrown away.) with furrowed eyebrows, deep in concentration. She tried rotating the cup, looking for a shape in the leaves gathered at the bottom.

“Mama, can I have some help?”

The woman finished laying down the bundles of dried herbs she had just collected from their hook above the fire onto the sideboard for her lover to cut. “What do you need, my cub?”

“I'm trying to read my leaves. I think I can see an arrow, but I'm not sure.”

“Well, trust your instinct.” She leaned over her daughter's head to look into the cup. “The longer you overthink it, the more the message gets lost in translation. If the first thing you saw was an arrow, then it's probably an arrow.”

The girl nodded slowly.

The woman at the sink glanced over her shoulder from compiling the now finely chopped herbs into a large glass jar. “Esther, love, I need the next lot.”

“On it.”

The girl leaned back in her chair. “What does it mean?”

Esther looked to her partner. “Margaret? This is your speciality.”

“An arrow, was it? Uh,” she paused to think. “That means you'll find important information coming from the direction it points to.”

The girl looked at the arrow, and followed its point with her eyes to the front door. They had carved it themselves from red pine. It was ajar a fraction of an inch.

The cat that had been curled up at her feet nudged her leg with a cold nose. She smiled down at him and scratched behind his ears. Her chair scraped against the floor when she pushed it back to stand up. “I'm going out.”

“Alright, dear. Stay safe. Don't do anything your mama would.”

Esther clapped a hand to her chest as though she had just been deeply betrayed.

“Oh, but that rules out anything fun..”

Margaret turned to look at her daughter, whose sly grin stretched to the very corners of her face. Esther gave a triumphant cackle - “That's my girl!” - and ruffled her mousy hair.

“Go on, then. I'm sure there's some new discovery waiting for you ”

The girl looked down at the cat. “Come on!” and jogged over to the door.

“Be back for dinner!”

“I will!”

She paused to pull on her boots, pushing open the door and watching as a murder of crows that had been pecking at the ground in front of their house took off in various directions, expressing a number of caws of agitation at being disturbed.

She stepped out, and took a moment to breathe in the air. It was crisp, but not cold.

October was her favourite season.

She made a sort of window shape with her hands, and looked up at the sky through it. The clouds were gathered thick, and they were the colour of bone. She traced the silver lining with her finger.

An impatient meow pulled her from her thoughts. She laughed. “I'm coming, I'm coming!”

Autumn leaves crunched beneath foot and paw.

Her breath caught in her throat and she froze where she stood when somewhere, far, far away, a howl resounded through the forest. And another. And another. And then there was a whole chorus, and they were singing to the earth, and, God, it was just the most beautiful thing.

A laugh that made no noise escaped her throat, and she beamed. The wind started to pick up, so she turned her collar up against it.

And then she started to run.

Her pulse was clear, and rushing in her ears. She didn't quite know where she was going; she just ran.

Happy. And free.

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How to keep your beliefs in your wedding when you have super Christian guests.

158 days until the wedding:

White or pink candles symbolize love and protection! Try to add these candles to your wedding in some way. Black also is good for protection if  you are having a darker themed wedding. My colors are Blue (calm), Purple (loyalty), and Green (wealth). 

You dont have to wear a veil, if you are the bride. However, it is to protect you from negativity during the ceremony. Parents in law that don’t like you? Their bad vibes wont get through that veil. 

Try handfasting, as a physical sign of being tied to one another! Many people do this tradition, so it is not inherently pagan and could be glanced over. 

Light candles together. No one will know if the candle is for Hera, Freyja, Frigg, Aphrodite, Juno, Venus, etc. They will just see you do something together, to jump start the next chapter in your life. 

Burn a bayleaf with your intention on it to attract longevity, wealth, and happiness. 

Bless the area before the guest sit down

Bring the elements into your wedding. Air can be windchimes or balloons, fire can be with the candles or a bonfire, water can be with shells or fountains, and earth can just be not wearing shoes or live plants as center pieces

Do your own tarot reading before the wedding, to see the outcome of the day or the relationship. 

Add intentions to your vows.

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🦇 Not the Witch You Wed Book Review 🦇

❓ #QOTD If you could shift into any animal, what would you choose?

🦇 Magic-less witch Violet Maxwell wants nothing to do with alpha wolf shifter Lincoln Thorne―the man who broke her fragile, teenage heart. But when the two of them are forced by arcane Supernatural Laws to find mates, Violet and Lincoln agree to fake-date their way to a fake-mating in order to conjure themselves some time. Will they find a solution, or realize there's nothing fake about their feelings after all?

💜 I had the strange fortune of reading the SECOND book in this series as an ARC last year, and I absolutely loved the balanced hilarity, wit, and sexiness April Asher infused her writing with. It was nothing short of magical. After reading book two and three of the Supernatural Singles series, I finally had time to go back to book one. It's sexy, fun, entertaining, and full of playful banter; everything I need in my witchlit. This paranormal romance is the perfect binge read, seeping with longing, angst, snark, and humor. If you love a second-chance romance with fake dating thrown in to bring a couple closer together, this is the book for you. The mutual agitation (NOT 'enemies to lovers,' but 'annoyed to lovers') gives it the kick of tension it needs. As an added bonus, wolf-shifter Lincoln is all kinds of yum with the perfect dash of sweet; an unforgettable book boyfriend. Edie, Violet's grandmother, is also a hoot; I need her story, pretty please!

💙 I know it shouldn't effect my opinion of Not the Witch You Wed, but I feel like the second book is better--only proving that Asher's writing has grown over time. While the prose is similar, there's a certain level of magic missing from this first book, though there are hints of it in the prose. This book is definitely going to be hit or miss for a few people, between the world-building, witchy language, and (my favorite 🙄) miscommunication trope. Still, I absolutely adore this series and will definitely continue recommending it!

🦇 Recommended to fans of Jessica Clare, Erin Sterling, and Sarah Hawley.

✨ The Vibes ✨ 🧹 First of a Trilogy 🐺 Witch/Wolf Shifter 🧹 Strong Sisters (Triplets) 🐺 Second Chance Romance 🧹 Annoyance to Lovers 🐺 Dual POV 🧹 Fake Dating 🐺 Curvy Heroine

💬 Quotes ❝ Violet Maxwell was the one who got away. And he wasn’t just the bastard that let it happen. He was the idiot who hadn’t run after her. ❞ ❝ “Thanks to their strong, visceral reactions, love and hate are often mistaken for one another.” ❞ ❝ “My grandmother always says sugarcoating things makes them easier to swallow, but it doesn’t change their base ingredients.” ❞ ❝ He was falling head over heels for this woman … or maybe he’d never gotten back up after last time. ❞

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