RETURN TO SENDER SPELL
After the Saturn-Jupiter alignment night of hell, I went on a massive search for curse reversal spells. I found tons under various names (curse reversal, return to thee, return to sender, reverse mirror spells, etc). I read for hours... days in truth. I wrote down several spells and nit picked what I liked out of each spell to make something of my own that I felt matched my power and my needs. At this point in time I do not know where I actually found all the sites to be able to put a reference list together, I apologize. We decided that, to our knowledge, there was only three people that would come after us, even unknowingly, through manifestation via their loathing for us. We decided to do 4 complete reversal spells: 3 aimed at each person individually and 1 for a possible unknown culprit. The following is what I came up with:
-Small mirror (Do NOT reflect your face in mirror)
-Anointing oil (Any oil will do, I used olive)
-Something to carve writing into candle with (Athame, a pin needle, etc)
-Lighter or matches
1. With the permanent marker, without catching your reflection in the mirror, write the known cursers name on the reflective surface.
2. With your sharp carving tool, carve the cursers name into the side of the candle, take up as much space as possible. You can write their name multiple times if you’d like. If you do not know your cursers name you can opt to carve ‘return to thee’ or ‘return to sender’ instead.
3. Mix black pepper and oregano together.
4. Anoint candle with oil, then roll in spice mixture to cover the sides of the candle.
5. I melted the bottom of the candle with a lighter and placed in the center of the mirror so it would stand up on its own. You do not have to do this. You can use a candle holder instead if you feel it safer.
6. As you light the candle, state your incantation. Mine was:
“Sender of evil, menacing foe, after this spell you reap what you sow;
This mirror reflects the will that you send,
My hands are clean, my soul will mend;
Return to maker and leave me in peace,
Should the way be barred, your power will cease;
With this spell my soul is free;
As I will, so mote it be.”
7. Let the candle burn out on its own. Do not blow it out. Dispose of the remains away from your home and property. Do not keep it near you.
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A New Cover
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a/n: first time posting my little one shots on tumblr but since I have been reading so many on here, I thought I would give it a shot.
summary: Natasha needs time to make herself a new cover after TWS, why not with a certain CEO?
word count: 690
tags/warnings: fluff, tooth rotting fluff
“I burned all my covers. Time to go make a new one.”
“That might take a long time.”
“I’m hoping it does.”
Natasha Romanoff. Black Widow. Natalie Rushman. All her aliases, gone. Now she can be herself. A new cover.
Looking at the strawberry blonde asleep next to her with a book tucked tight underneath her, she knew exactly who she was. Natalia Alianovna Romanova. She was just Nat. Her new cover wasn’t a cover at all. In this house, she was Pepper Potts’ girlfriend.
They’ve come a long way since the betrayal, Pepper was rightfully angry. After her experience with Extremis, she realized she couldn’t be with Tony. Not that he wasn’t a good guy, they both put their job first. It comes with the Avenger territory, however, Natasha put Pepper at the top of the list, just below ‘saving the world’. Tony put her behind all his work. She was nowhere on his list of priorities unless he was lonely.
Natasha was different. It was never a struggle with wondering what she was going to do. Whether she was going to go off and endanger her own life or others, or whether she was just going to go off on some stupid SHIELD mission without warning.
She always let her know. Even just the tiniest text ‘be back later’, Nat always let her know. Even when she was in hiding because the entire world was trying to find her and Steve, she sent Pepper a single email saying ‘I’m okay’ while they were in the Apple store.
Pepper never really got jealous either, she knew after everything, her and Nat were solid. Natasha needed something stable in her life again, and after everything they went through on a daily basis, Pepper helped her calm the chaos. While Nat helped Pepper feel like she had control of something, after working for Tony and running his company, they had a give and take.
Natasha slowly slid from the covers, trying not to disturb the sleeping CEO before walking to the little kitchen.
Making Russian hot cocoa made her feel some comfort from home. From the good times in Russia with her little family. She had Pepper for family now, she had the Avengers for family now, but the cocoa helped when she needed a little more for the rough nights.
“Feeling nostalgic?” A sleepy Pepper walked into the kitchen, slipping behind Natasha as she sipped her spiked chocolate.
“Little bit.” She sunk into her lover's arms, enjoying the comfort, careful of her shoulder wound.
Pepper ran her fingers through Natasha’s hair, pushing back the pieces that had fallen in front of her face. “How much longer do I have you?”
The red head just smiled and leaned in to place a gentle kiss on Pepper’s lips. “For as long as you want me, but I know what you mean, Fury has me off duty while my shoulder heals and a little after to adjust myself.”
“I blew all my covers, the world knows you had the Black Widow as your undercover assistant, the KGB know where I’ve been now. Adjusting is making a new life for myself, away from all of that. So I’m adjusting here, with you.”
“If only the world knew how much of a softie the real Black Widow is.”
Natasha chuckled, that’ll be the day. “Only behind closed doors and only for certain CEO’s”
“Well, c’mon ‘Miss assassin’, there’s a certain CEO who has gotten used to you sleeping next to her.” She grabbed Nat by the hand not holding her mug of now forgotten cocoa, dragging her back to the bedroom.
“Oh? The world would suffer so much if the most powerful CEO didn’t get her full 8 hours.”
As Natasha laid in bed again, Pepper’s head resting on her chest, fast asleep again, she thought of how lucky she was. To have this life, to be given a second chance, to erase her ledger. She wasn’t going to mess this up, Pepper meant too much to her now, her happiness was here. She had a reason to fight to come home now.
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Shot on location in an old bomb crater in Painshill Park, Surrey, the Them’s hideaway is contained by steep, sloping banks that deliberately echo the walls around the Garden of Eden. It forms the perfect place for Adam and his hell-hound to hang out with his friends.
“As soon as I saw a photograph,” says Michael, referring to a shot of the proposed location, “I knew the crater would be significant. This is where Adam has found his world, his Eden, unaware that he’s the Antichrist, and a bomb has gone off here. It was a happy accident!” he declares, before explaining how further subliminal visual strands weave through the show. “You don’t see the ‘through line’ when you read the script,” he says, alluding to the main theme or idea that runs through a piece of work, “but I have the needle that stitches it all together. You can only do one piece at a time, and one influences the next, but the whole thing comes together as circular storytelling. So, in Hogback Wood we have the crater, and that mirrors the shape of the Garden of Eden and Aziraphale’s bookshop. It’s the ball, your eye, a water drop, our Earth, and one of the oldest images in the world of the snake eating its own tail. It’s also Yin and Yang,” Michael points out, mindful of Crowley and Aziraphale’s relationship as he refers to the Chinese theory of opposing forces coming together to form a whole. “The circle of life itself.”
- Good Omens Companion
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