#mal ojo

[heartsonly]

bless your soul

you are loved

Reblog for self love

🔮✨💞

[ashnadir]

MAL OJO: CLOSED

Iann salvaged what he could from the rubble, after the entire building collapsed.  He got Iddy to help with the heavy lifting; only Iddy.  Iann didn’t want any one else’s help for this.  

His wife and him bought the building together. Their shop  - a place to settle and be secure.  A home. Where his wife could grow and learn and Iann could work and discover. They loved Mal Ojo, every inch of it. They found changeling skeletons in there, they saw ghosts of their guilt in there, they endured raids and hauntings in there.  They argued and slept and talked and made love 

They were business partners, friends, spouses - and they both poured their hearts and souls into this building.  The shop became important to the town, even.  Iann had his workshops, his labratory, the storefront, their apartment, the bees on the roof.  His wife had her training room, the stock room, the storefront, the apartment, her garret in the attic to write her songs.  Everything shared, everything mutual.

It was the perfect life.

Iann bent down in the rubble, carefully extracting one of the first old flyers he’d postered Soapberry with for the store’s grand opening.  How the hell did this thing even survive?  It wasn’t that long ago - barely three years?  Not that long and now it was all gone, as if the building simply refused to remain standing.  His wife took her love away, and the building took the memories.

Iann’s fingers brushed across his wife’s sweet and inviting face, his own expression shadowed and indiscernible.  And then he folded the flyer up, and tucked it into his pocket.  

His wife was drowned, and now Mal Ojo was over.   Home became a memory.  

And true to Iann Cardero, he moved forward and refused to look back.

[ashnadir]

Open up the cabinets in your bathroom and describe what you find there.

(ooc)

In Iann’s cabinets, he’s got mostly Dr Bronners items - the peppermint hair creme (for his moustache), liquid soap and lip balm, and the lemongrass-lime shaving soap and lime body balm for dry skin.  He stocks a collection of Neem toothpaste, dental floss and electric toothbrush head replacements.  He uses a regular razor, not a straight-edge.  

Other things: nail-clippers, tweezers, Q-tips, cotton balls, cuticle cutters, medical gloves, ibuprofen, a bottle of codeine, a bottle of lorazepam, bottle of Ambien, homemade fruit salts, Pepto Bismol, Gravol, a stale packet of Tums tablets, Benadryl, bottle of homemade cough syrup, bottle of homemade eye drops, thin vial of Faye’s yellow healing serum, chewable vitamins, bottle of enzyme cleaner, oil of oregano, oil of eucalyptus, a container of honey, a block of soft beeswax, a box of matches, iodine, hydrogen peroxide, isopropyl alcohol, and a forgotten box of XL condoms.

[brujexwitch]

When you throw the mal ojo at your boyfriends ex and she gets robbed two days later playing Pokemon go.... Like oops I just wanted her to have a bad day or feel guilt for what she did but damn 👀

[ashnadir]

mal ojo, heart collection

Plastered everywhere in town, generally in close proximity to the Bell Investigation notices, was another advert that proclaimed:

MAL OJO: HEART COLLECTION

IF YOU HAVE A LEFTOVER HEART FROM FEB 14th AND WANT TO BE RID OF IT, BRING DIRECTLY TO MAL OJO, 800 MAIN ST

Hearts will be tendered into research, answers will be sought, information will be discovered.  Revelations personally provided at a minimal fee.

WILL DO PICKUPS!  Textiola: 207.550.8855

(prefer investigation over science? contact Bell Investigations. 32 Winter St Apt 2.  Ph 207.867.5309 )

[sonofawitch1983]

Seriously?

You took it that far? You manipulative immature bastard! I am full of such disgust for you right now I probably just gave you a bad case of mal ojo without meaning to. Get rid of that shit you pinche hijo de la chingada. Ugh.