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Mars in Cancer is about lack of assertion due to fear of their own raging waters. There is a fear of regret, broken trust, and hurting one’s self. The desire to heal, care, and nurture tends to smother their heat.

Mars in Libra fears being seen as bad, ugly, disliked, or hated if they stand up for themselves or fight. Their impulse to create peace and cooperate also mutes their assertion.

Mars in Pisces is a lack of assertion due to the desire to heal, help, and mostly to escape. The pain and heat of anger to them and others may scare them.

Mars in Taurus can fear change and their cautiousness or hesitance makes it hard to express their heated feelings until things get to a breaking point.

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Haints Of Hoodoo: The Black Ghosts Of The Gullah Geechee

The Gullah Geechee people believed that the color haint blue mimicked blue water and blue sky which tricked evil spirits.

Haints Of Hoodoo: The Black Ghosts Of The Gullah Geechee

In the south, particularly on the coastal shores of Georgia and South Carolina, there are houses painted with an odd shade of blue. But the color is just as much for protection as it is for décor.

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One eerie evening in St. Louis a young Black woman was driving home after a long double shift. While on the interstate the woman looked out of her peripheral to see a very tall man in a top hat dressed in a black 1800s style suit. His face had no visible features except a long beard that stretched down past his chest. The young woman turned her head to look at the shadowy man directly, but he was gone. She would spend the rest of her drive home shaken by the man’s ghostly presence. After a few minutes of convincing herself that her mind was playing tricks on her, the woman finally pulled into her neighborhood. Relieved that she had lost her ghostly stalker, the woman took one last peek down her street, and there he was.

MORE: The Antebellum Tale Of Black Slave Girl Molly And The Haunting Of Sorrel-Weed House

The mysterious man was back, but this time he wasn’t there to just observe. Terrified, the woman quickly pulled into her driveway, sprinting up the stairs to her front door. When she entered her home a sudden urge to vomit swept over her body. When she turned to close the door behind her there he was, standing at the bottom of the stairs staring into the woman’s soul. Scared out of her mind, the woman let out a frightened yelp before slamming the door and checking the locks. After her ghostly encounter, the woman engaged in every superstition known to man. She switched the porch light off and on seven times, sprinkled salt at her doorway, hung a blue stained glass wind chime from her porch, and prayed herself to sleep. But her haunting experience wasn’t over.

The man would later return in her dreams, pulling her into the darkness of his cloak, wrapping her up until she was awakened from her slumber after feeling suffocated. The next morning when the woman turned on the news she learned there was a fatal accident on the same highway where she first saw the shadowy man.  

She was being haunted by a haint; a shape-shifting, witch-like evil spirit capable of stealing your energy, suffocating, or even drowning you.

Sadly, Black history has all the ingredients for fascinating ghost stories. Pain, trauma, mysteries, restless souls, and black folklore.

What are haints?

In the south, particularly on the coastal shores of Georgia and South Carolina, there are houses painted with an odd shade of blue. But the color is just as much for protection as it is for décor. 

Haint blue is a collection of pale shades of blue-green that are traditionally used to paint porch ceilings in the southern United States to protect homes from ghosts and evil spirits. The folklore can be traced back to Hoodoo spiritual practices and the Gullah Geechee people. 

The Gullah Geechee are the descendants of West and Central Africans who were enslaved and bought to the lower Atlantic states of North Carolina, South Carolina, Florida, and Georgia to work on the coastal rice, Sea Island cotton, and indigo plantations.

Their expertise in farming and agriculture made them invaluable to slave masters in the south. Their expertise also came in other forms. The Gullah Geechee have strong spiritual beliefs and developed the necessary skills to ward off evil spirits called haints or boo hags. 

Also known as rootwork, conjuring, or Lowcountry voodoo, the spiritual practice of warding off evil spirits was the main way the Gullah people protected themselves and their families from these menacing ghosts. One of the most popular hoodoo practices is to carry a mojo or a small bag of herbs wrapped by a traditional root worker. Boo hags were spirits known for stealing a person’s skin, then wearing it to blend in among the living during the day. After it depletes the human of all its energy, the boo hag will shed its stolen skin and go hunting for another victim. At night the boo hag would get rid of its stolen skin after it depletes the human of all their energy.

Roger Pinckney, the author of “Got My Mojo Workin, A Voodoo Memoir,” tells History.comof a few important tactics used to ward off boo hags.

“Hags are only active at night. They have an obsessive-compulsive disorder that compels them to count. A strainer on a doorknob or a broom cross the doorway, rice or sesame seed (benne seed) thrown on the floor. The hag will stop and count, over and over ’till day-clean run em.’ Salt on the floor helps as it dehydrates the shed skin and makes it impossible for the boo hag to put it back on.”

The plat-eye is another form of a haint, only way more dangerous than a boo hag. Plat-eye haints are shape-shifting spirits that can take on any form to entice you into their clutches. Not only are they dangerous, but very hard to get rid of. 

“Nothing much you can do about the plat-eye,” said Pinckney. “If you have committed some gross spiritual offense, all you can do is try to make it right. Some (people) carry whiskey. If a plat-eye gets after you, pour a little on the ground and run like hell. The plat-eye will likely stop to lick it up.”

The color ‘haint blue’

But According to Pinckney the most powerful defense of haints, boo hags, and plat-eyes is the color blue; haint blue from the indigo plant to be exact. 

The Gullah Geechee were master farmers and their knowledge of cultivating indigo plants was far superior when compared to white plantation owners. The Geechee people were enslaved and forced to work the indigo fields which by the mid-18th century became one of America’s most valuable exports. The Geechee people were able to create a new color by mixing the dregs, or leftover remnants, in a pit with lime, milk, and other pigments until they formed a shade of robin’s egg blue paint that would become known as ‘haint blue.’

The Geechee believed that the color mimicked blue water and blue sky which tricked the spirits. Haints can not cross water or travel the skies, therefore painting a porch, window, or door ‘haint blue’ meant spirits couldn’t make their way into your home.

As Black Americans spread throughout the country after slavery, so did some of their traditions. Haint Blue has become so popular a color, it is now mixed by Sherwin-Williams, one of the most known paint companies in the world.

The next time you are in an old southern home and you see the color haint blue painted anywhere on the exterior, there is a good chance that spirits are lurking about. But have no fear because the blue is there to protect you.

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Coconut Oil

This is my first fic and I’m posting it for @eriknutinthispoosy since she been going through some things with her Tumblr and my post notifications for her haven’t been working but this is for you boo💛💜

Also for my helpful beta readers @almightyreads and @coilycai 💞

(I do not own this picture, found it on Google and loved it.)

*Slightly very smutty → turned into aftercare and then maybe just some poor writing towards the end, idk Im just really tired. Enjoy…*

“C’mon, babygirl, let’s get you into that tub.” Erik’s calm voice makes its way to y/n’s ears. Everything she heard and felt seemed hazy, distant. She was so worn out that she could almost fall asleep.

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Her body had been used for Erik’s twisted enjoyment. She had been through silk tying her to the bed, candle wax, ice cubes and a Magic Wand vibrator strapped to her thigh to bring her to climax after climax. And as she laid out on the smooth black silk sheets of their shared bed, Erik had been stroking his thick cock, enjoying the wrecked noises that came from y/n’s strained throat. Her moans and cries turning him on to a different level that usually came out when they had their sessions. Normal, slightly kinky, slightly vanilla sex was always great with y/n, but there was just something about breaking y/n to nothing but a disheveled mass of weak sounds and a shaking body that turned Erik into a horny ass beast.

Finally, after hearing her grunt her way through her fifth orgasam, Erik got up to turn the vibrator down to a low buzz. “You good, Princess? What color you at?” Eriks gruff, lust filled voice asked while he came down to lay on the bed next to her.

“Re-red, Daddy.” y/n was barely able to speak, eyes barely open. She felt Erik turn the vibrator completely off, unraveling the silk bind around her thigh then moving to remove her silk ties from her wrists and ankles, planting light kisses on her raw flesh.

“You did so good for me babygirl, so good.” Erik praised moving back up to stroke her jaw while y/n felt her body hum with warmth as she started to come down from all her built up highs. If she had to describe how she felt, she would say that she was floating outside her body and up towards heaven, but could still feel every single brush on her skin. She was on cloud nine and at rock bottom at the same time. She was broken, but in the most perfect way imaginable when it comes to being with Erik.

“Imma go start a nice bath for you and I’ll call Tessa over, aight?” Erik stated and all y/n could do was hum in agreement.

Tessa was a good friend of both y/n and Erik, but she knew Erik longer. They knew each other from their time in the black ops team before Erik went off and almost died in Wakanda then later met y/n after his recovery. One night Erik and y/n were eating dinner in their living room when she brought up possibly bringing someone else, specifical female, into the bedroom. “Oh what, I aint enough for you?” Erik asked acting like he was upset.

“No, nigga, you more than enough for me, but I just wanna know what it would be like to have both at the same time.” y/n had her share of female lovers in college, but always wondered how it would go if she indulged in her appreciation of the female body with Erik, which she explained to him. After this conversation, Erik messaged Tessa, who was all game, and planned with y/n on a day to follow through with the act. To say that the experience was just short of actual heaven would be a justifiable way to remember what happened that night, and ever since then, Tessa would be called upon when they needed, like tonight.

While y/n was dazedly soaking in the warm lavender scented epsom salt bath slowly sipping up the gatorade Erik had gotten her, Erik went to let in Tessa. As she walked into the bathroom, she was talking to Erik, asking what they had done tonight. Erik told her about all the occurrences of the night and how spaced out y/n had become. Tessa make her was to the edge of the bathtub and smoothed back y/n’s curls and she happily leaned into Tessa’s touch.

Tessa was a tall, dark skinned woman who reminded y/n of Erik in how confident and slightly dominant she acted in bed but Tessa always had better aftercare compared to Erik, hence her being called over. Erik could tell that he wouldn’t be able to just cuddle this high away.

“How about we get you cleaned up a bit, rub you down with some coconut oil and while you get some rest, me and E will whip you somethin’ nice, sweets?” Tessa said, followed by a kiss to y/n’s forehead and a look up at Erik, who looked at them both with stirn but soft eyes.

“That would be nice,T.” y/n replied with a meek smile. With help from both strong bodies, y/n made her way out the tub on sore legs and was towel dried and led to the bed. She had noticed that the sheets were changed to a deep purple silk and the room had been cleaned up from all toys and objects recently used to cause her current blissed out state. She noted that Erik must have done this after getting her into the tub.

She was laid on the bed, stomach to sheets with a pillow under her hips. Erik on her right, Tessa her left, as both started to massage the coconut oil into the buzzing nerves of her skin. “How you feelin babygirl?” Erik asked, making sure that his princess was comfortable.

“I’m feelin amazin, Daddy. Everythin feels so gooood.” y/n’s response made Erik and Tessa give soft chuckles at just how spaced out she really was. Usually y/n would keep her answers short, but now she was slurring her words slightly since she got her voice back. ‘She really must be out of it’ both caretakers thought.

Soon enough, y/n had fallen asleep during the massage, leading to Erik and Tessa to wrap her up in a warm blanket to snuggle up into while they go cook her favorite food. It was a Nigerian dish Erik had learned to cook while living in Houston for some time while T’Challa was relocating some of the outreach centers. That is were Erik had met y/n, at a traditional Nigerian restaurant, where she worked, and they had clicked immediately. She had taught him how to make it how she learned from her mother figure at the restaurant. It was a beef stew with a side of okra. Y/n went crazy whenever she had it and Erik knew she would love it.

After a few hours of cooking, Tessa woke y/n up while Erik plated up their food. “C’mon Sweets, we made your favorite.” Tessa said with a warm smile as she gently awoke the other woman from her peaceful slumber. With a groan of annoyance, y/n got out of bed and put on one of Erik’s sweaters and some underwear and walked with T to the dining area near the kitchen. “Thanks Daddy.” y/n said, hugging Erik from behind, resting her head between his shoulder blades as he poured them water.”No problem Princess. You know Daddy always here to please.” Erik said with a smile on his face.

As all three of them ate, y/n looked at both her caretakers and was grateful to have these two in her life. Erik was her rock, keeping her grounded to enjoy earthly pleasures, while Tessa was her helium, setting her free to explore a heavenly side of ecstasy. Having such strong and loving features in her life really allowed her to be her best self and experience what she hadn’t been able to do before.  She was truly living through nirvana.

A/N: I know this sucked ass, it’s whatever, I just needed to get the original idea out and then my mind just went with it and carried it off to crap land. Sorry to waste your time and brain cells, but yea, feedback is very much appreciated, I’m off to go to sleep.

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Birth Chart Indicators of being a Generational Curse/Cycle Breaker

Having Aries, Scorpio, Taurus or Libra as your North Node.

Having North Node in your fourth or tenth house. Fourth housers especially, though.

Having your sun sign at 0, 1 or 29 degrees.

Having Aries as your sun sign.

Having Aries, Taurus, Scorpio or Aquarius as your Chiron sign.

Having Saturn in houses 1-6, especially in your first house.

Having a lot of first, fourth or tenth house placements.

Having a lot of Aries/Aquarius placements or Mars/Uranus aspects.

Significant Saturn or Mars-Sun aspects.

Having your Lilith sign in Cancer or Aries.

Aries breaks familial generational curses, Aquarius breaks societal generational curses.

Having Virgo, Leo or Cancer as your moon sign.

Uranus or Mercury being in retrograde.

A smaller detail is that these people usually either have fixed or cardinal Jupiter signs. I rarely see someone with a mutable one.

Yods in the birth chart, even just one. These particular curse breakers also might come off as odd or spiritually gifted in some regard from a young age. Prone to panic attacks/anxiety and also tend to fixate or have one thing they're really good at. They tend to get thrown off MUCH more easily than any other generational curse breakers, though.

Having a lot of Trine aspects.

Having a lot of cardinal placements.

Mercury in first house.

Please keep in mind that these are just my personal observations.

Also that having just one or a few of these in your chart doesn't necessarily mean this applies to you. I notice that people who fit this bill tend to have at least three (usually more) of these qualities in their charts.

Oh this hit all my red flags, I've torn down 3 already just walking Malaya to the park

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Ancient Greek & Roman Knot Magic - Part. 1

Some quotes from "Magic, Witchcraft, and Ghosts in the Greek and Roman Worlds : a sourcebook" by Daniel Ogden

Decided to break down this post into multiple ones because the quotes are too damn long.

Writing these research down on my blog because I'm interested in the mechanism/logic behind these things.

Tongue binding :

"See! An old woman of many years sits among the girls. She will perform the rites of Tacita, "the Silent One", although she scarecely keeps silent herself. With three of her fingers she places three pieces of incense under a threashold, exploiting the secret run a mouse has made for itself. The she binds enchanted threads together with dark lead and turns seven black beans over in her mouth. She roasts on a fire the sewn-up fish head, which she has sealed with pitch and pierced with a bronze needle. She also drips wine over it. She drinks the leftovers of the wine with her companions, but she herself drinks the greater part. As she leaves she proclaims "We have bound the tongues of our enemies and hostile mouths." With that the old woman goes off drunk. Fasti, Ovid

(will add the link later, expect the next one sometime tomorrow)

Part 2 - To bring back a lover

Part 3 - More love magic (two quotes)

Part 4 - Amulets (three quotes)

Just for reference, a list of Egyptian themed asteroids.

Mythology:

3554 Amun

1912 Anubis

99942 Apophis

2062 Aten

161 Athor

101955 Bennu

2340 Hathor

1924 Horus

42 Isis

1122 Neith

287 Nephthys

306367 Nut

1923 Osiris

5011 Ptah

2100 Ra-Shalom

5381 Sekhmet

136818 Selqet

86551 Seth

896 Sphinx

4257 Ubasti

3554,1912,99942,2062,161,101955,2340,1924,42,1122

287,306367,1923,5011,2100,5381,136818,86551,896,4257

Others:

19913 Aigyptios

326290 Akhenaten

4161 Amasis

5010 Amenemhet

4847 Amenhotep

51895 Biblialexa (Library of Alexandria)

4412 Chephren

4415 Echnaton

5249 Giza

2436 Hatshepsut

2435 Horemheb

1813 Imhotep

3362 Khufu

216 Kleopatra

4568 Menkaure

4355 Memphis

4413 Mycerinos

3199 Nefertiti

1068 Nofretete

4416 Ramses

4906 Seneferu

4414 Sesostris

5009 Sethos

4512 Sinuhe

4848 Tutenchamun

4846 Tuthmosis

4907 Zoser

19913,326290,4161,5010,4847,51895,4412,4415,5249,2436

2435,1813,3362,216,4568,4355,4413,3199,1068,4416

4906,4414,5009,4512,4848,4846,4907

Probably forgot some... do tell if you can think of any.