music genres are fake and made up anyway so here’s how i’m describing my music taste from now on:
- music for witches dancing at midnight
- songs that sad protestants would sing in a bar where for some reason people Only drink whiskey
- summer indie pop songs that capture a fake rose-tinted view of adolescence never experienced but often romanticized
- that distinct feeling some music gives you where you feel this like primal power like you’re channeling old and forgotten gods who are back for vengeance
Tag: witch
a concept: me, in my cottage, in front of the wood stove, sipping tea. looking outside, my bees are pollinating my expansive garden. my goats and chickens and cows are happy and safe. i feel content with my choices and my future. i unconditionally and recklessly love myself. the local children believe i am a witch.
I have just found the perfect example of what I’m looking for in terms of unsettling, monstrous, and strangely cute.
I love it. The artist is in Russia, and is on Etsy. I want it so I can put it on a giant black sun hat.
Well, what I really want is for someone to do a stylized botanical illustration of it with leaves and twining vines, turn it into a repeating print in shades of pink, cream, and gray on a black background, and then put it up on Spoonflower so I can buy yards of it printed on the “organic sweet pea gauze” and make a skirt. Because that would be peak Victorian garden witch aesthetic.
Hail to the Guardians of the Watchtowers of the East.
Powers of Air and Invention, hear me.
Hail to the Guardians of the Watchtowers of the South.
Powers of Fire and Feeling, hear us.
Hail to the Guardians of the Watchtowers of the West.
Powers of Water and Intuition, hear us.
Hail to the Guardians of the Watchtowers of the North.
Powers of Mother and Earth, hear us.
w i t c h e s : elementals (controllers of the elements)
air — the witches of air are plagued by misconceptions, most believing them to be fragile and wispy. they are the very creators of tornadoes and cyclones, the voices behind the eerie howling of the wind. unexpectedly violent they love to stir up trouble, their curses carry for miles and the birds above do their bidding.
fire — they dress in shades of black and red, their makeup is sharp and their fingers spark to light their cigarettes. witches of fire are hotheaded and quick to anger, and have a love of experimenting with spells that cross the line. they are beautiful in the harshest of ways, with wolfish grins than warn men away.
water — often mistaken for sirens or mermaids; they are elegant and graceful, their every move a fluid dance. they are aloof and shy, but playful to a fault. they wear dresses of silk and chiffon and decorate their rooms with sea shells and shades of blue. mist rises from their finger tips and waves are conjured to keep prying eyes from coming too near.earth — they have an affinity for animal companions, namely black cats, and cherish the feel of grass beneath their fingers. trees whisper secrets as they stride past, ivy twines itself through their hair and herbs offer themselves for the purest of spells. they make their homes in the very woods they’re born, rooted to the land of their ancestors.
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