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Bottle Hex: Have A Terrible Day

SOURCE: Allura Hightower

INGREDIENTS:

Small Bottle/Jar (an empty pill bottle is ideal) 1 Black Candle 1 Small Slip Of Paper Black Pepper Saliva

INSTRUCTIONS:

Write your target’s full name on the slip of paper, and place it in your bottle or jar.

Pour a teaspoon of black pepper into the bottle, and spit a good amount of saliva in on top.

Close the bottle and shake the mixture together, thinking about why your target deserves to be hexed. Picture the kind of bad day you want them to have, in as much detail as possible. Open the bottle and whisper a quick “fuck you” in, before sealing the top closed with black wax.

This spell is best performed a few moments past midnight, so as to affect your target’s whole day from the very beginning. 

NOTES:

This simple hex is designed to be short-lived – for when someone just deserves to have a terrible day. What makes their day a terrible one is up to you and your imagination.

The components of this hex are very easy to come by, and require very little effort on your part to put together.

This hex only has two ‘active’ ingredients: black pepper banishes evil and negativity, and saliva is widely seen as a display of disgust and contempt (and as such, is always useful in hexing and cursing).

i have only 2 words mountain lion, also why has no one talked about Africa??

I really want a science fiction story where aliens come to invade earth and effortlessly wipe out humanity, only to be fought off by the wildlife.

They were expecting military resistance. They weren’t counting on bears.

A nurse has heart attack and describes what she felt like when having one

I am an ER nurse and this is the best description of this event that I have ever heard. 

 FEMALE HEART ATTACKS 

 I was aware that female heart attacks are different, but this is description is so incredibly visceral that I feel like I have an entire new understanding of what it feels like to be living the symptoms on the inside. Women rarely have the same dramatic symptoms that men have… you know, the sudden stabbing pain in the chest, the cold sweat, grabbing the chest & dropping to the floor the we see in movies. Here is the story of one woman’s experience with a heart attack: 

 "I had a heart attack at about 10:30 PM with NO prior exertion, NO prior emotional trauma that one would suspect might have brought it on. I was sitting all snugly & warm on a cold evening, with my purring cat in my lap, reading an interesting story my friend had sent me, and actually thinking, ‘A-A-h, this is the life, all cozy and warm in my soft, cushy Lazy Boy with my feet propped up. A moment later, I felt that awful sensation of indigestion, when you’ve been in a hurry and grabbed a bite of sandwich and washed it down with a dash of water, and that hurried bite seems to feel like you’ve swallowed a golf ball going down the esophagus in slow motion and it is most uncomfortable. You realize you shouldn’t have gulped it down so fast and needed to chew it more thoroughly and this time drink a glass of water to hasten its progress down to the stomach. This was my initial sensation–the only trouble was that I hadn’t taken a bite of anything since about 5:00 p.m. 

After it seemed to subside, the next sensation was like little squeezing motions that seemed to be racing up my SPINE (hind-sight, it was probably my aorta spasms), gaining speed as they continued racing up and under my sternum (breast bone, where one presses rhythmically when administering CPR). This fascinating process continued on into my throat and branched out into both jaws. ‘AHA!! NOW I stopped puzzling about what was happening – we all have read and/or heard about pain in the jaws being one of the signals of an MI happening, haven’t we? I said aloud to myself and the cat, Dear God, I think I’m having a heart attack! I lowered the foot rest dumping the cat from my lap, started to take a step and fell on the floor instead. I thought to myself, If this is a heart attack, I shouldn’t be walking into the next room where the phone is or anywhere else… but, on the other hand, if I don’t, nobody will know that I need help, and if I wait any longer I may not be able to get up in a moment. 

I pulled myself up with the arms of the chair, walked slowly into the next room and dialed the Paramedics… I told her I thought I was having a heart attack due to the pressure building under the sternum and radiating into my jaws. I didn’t feel hysterical or afraid, just stating the facts. She said she was sending the Paramedics over immediately, asked if the front door was near to me, and if so, to un-bolt the door and then lie down on the floor where they could see me when they came in. I unlocked the door and then laid down on the floor as instructed and lost consciousness, as I don’t remember the medics coming in, their examination, lifting me onto a gurney or getting me into their ambulance, or hearing the call they made to St. Jude ER on the way, but I did briefly awaken when we arrived and saw that the radiologist was already there in his surgical blues and cap, helping the medics pull my stretcher out of the ambulance. He was bending over me asking questions (probably something like ‘Have you taken any medications?’) but I couldn’t make my mind interpret what he was saying, or form an answer, and nodded off again, not waking up until the Cardiologist and partner had already threaded the teeny angiogram balloon up my femoral artery into the aorta and into my heart where they installed 2 side by side stints to hold open my right coronary artery. 

I know it sounds like all my thinking and actions at home must have taken at least 20-30 minutes before calling the paramedics, but actually it took perhaps 4-5 minutes before the call, and both the fire station and St Jude are only minutes away from my home, and my Cardiologist was already to go to the OR in his scrubs and get going on restarting my heart (which had stopped somewhere between my arrival and the procedure) and installing the stents. Why have I written all of this to you with so much detail? Because I want all of you who are so important in my life to know what I learned first hand. 

1. Be aware that something very different is happening in your body, not the usual men’s symptoms but inexplicable things happening (until my sternum and jaws got into the act). It is said that many more women than men die of their first (and last) MI because they didn’t know they were having one and commonly mistake it as indigestion, take some Maalox or other anti-heartburn preparation and go to bed, hoping they’ll feel better in the morning when they wake up… which doesn’t happen. My female friends, your symptoms might not be exactly like mine, so I advise you to call the Paramedics if ANYTHING is unpleasantly happening that you’ve not felt before. It is better to have a ‘false alarm’ visitation than to risk your life guessing what it might be! 2. Note that I said ‘Call the Paramedics.’ And if you can take an aspirin. Ladies, TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE! Do NOT try to drive yourself to the ER - you are a hazard to others on the road. Do NOT have your panicked husband who will be speeding and looking anxiously at what’s happening with you instead of the road. Do NOT call your doctor – he doesn’t know where you live and if it’s at night you won’t reach him anyway, and if it’s daytime, his assistants (or answering service) will tell you to call the Paramedics. He doesn’t carry the equipment in his car that you need to be saved! The Paramedics do, principally OXYGEN that you need ASAP. Your Dr. will be notified later. 3. Don’t assume it couldn’t be a heart attack because you have a normal cholesterol count. Research has discovered that a cholesterol elevated reading is rarely the cause of an MI (unless it’s unbelievably high and/or accompanied by high blood pressure). MIs are usually caused by long-term stress and inflammation in the body, which dumps all sorts of deadly hormones into your system to sludge things up in there. Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep. Let’s be careful and be aware. The more we know the better chance we could survive to tell the tale.“

Reblog, repost, Facebook, tweet, pin, email, morse code, fucking carrier pigeon this to save a life! I wish I knew who the author was. I’m definitely not the OP, actually think it might be an old chain email or even letter from back in the day. The version I saw floating around Facebook ended with “my cardiologist says mail this to 10 friends, maybe you’ll save one!” And knew this was way too interesting not to pass on.

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“ k i r i p i m a ! ” | 04  ⏤eijiro k.

s u m m a r y : kirishima finally takes you out on a proper date but when the time comes to return home, Ren is determined to keep him around for longer. 

p a i r i n g : pro hero eijiro kirishima x single mum reader

l e n g t h : 2.7k 

g e n r e : fluff ; more KirishimaxY/N moments ; but cute domestic moment with Kiripima and Ren at the end ; Kirishima is good at planning dates ; future date hints ; happy family moment ; you two should just get married now ; Ren approves your cooking (and, secretly, marriage w/ Kiripima)

a / n : wow…this is a really long taglist, i can’t believe this impromptu series is so successful bc it started off as something i wrote at 1am with no thoughts, head empty…except for KIRIPIMA, of course! 

also, i’m really sorry for updating later than 21:00 GMT+1 time, my best friend and i had a spontaneous McDonalds and KFC date to see me before university. i could have updated earlier but that meant that i wouldn’t have edited this properly. even though i still think this isn’t edited properly, i hope you like the fluff and the date~ 

t a g l i s t : @girlontumblur ;  @pegdenki ; @kirislut ; @bunny-on-crack ; @pandainfinitely ; @animeboihoe ; @kkburijima ; @stargazerunlimited ; @hawtpacket ; @kirismoon ; @sabitosmcsk ; @s0locrxckwitch ; @tctkd ; @iambashfulperson ; @haiqyu ; @popbubblegumpop ; @booklover240 ; @whyamihere-bro ; @squeamishdionysus ; @cocoa-bitter ; @bluepancakemix ; @lowermoons ; @iloveitblackbhna ; @pastel-devil-06 ; @air-wreckaaa ; @ginreagann17 ; @itsyafandomboyf ; @tsukineho ; @somany-fandoms-solittle-time ; @safa-a07 ; @red-riots-crocs​

unfortunately, I couldn’t tag some of you lovelies, i don’t know what’s wrong with tumblr

Kirishima can still remember the beautifully soft, flustered glow of your cheeks when you gave him your answer that night at the fair. You never looked as pretty as you did in that intimate moment, where the world had disappeared and everything was draped in an enchanting rubescent hue. Your eyes looked all the more dazzling, bigger, and doe-like; your skin was radiant and glowing; your lips were kissable and deliciously plump. His hands itched to bring you into another embrace and kiss you stupid but that would be crossing too many boundaries at once.

“I want to protect you and care for you and love you and see you every day, both of you. That is my wish, will you grant it for me?” the pro hero doesn’t know what had overcome him at that moment to speak so candidly towards you but he’s grateful for finally being able to selfishly admit his feelings. All he needs is your answer. He hopes to high heaven that you can discern the earnest sincerity behind his vow and, maybe, that would be enough to convince you to say yes.

With bated breath, his eyes follow the way your lips move and subtly smile at the end, “Yes, you’d be granting my wish too, actually,” in your embarrassed but stupidly in-love state, you face the floor with your cheeks burning hotly only to connect eyes with Ren, who was still in Kirishima’s lap.

“Mama,” he reaches out for you, calming your racing heart in an instant. Kirishima smiles warmly at the obvious effect Ren has on you, finding the interaction to be incredibly winsome. As he helps Ren settle into your arms, he couldn’t help but lean over and kiss your cheek, only beginning to notice the sudden rise of temperature on your face upon pulling his lips away to whisper in your ear.

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