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lifeanddeathcustoms · 8 months

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ruansamhain · 10 months

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#lilith #cabala #witch #wirchcraft #magic #hell #godnesslilith #deusalilith #fyp2023 #montagemlilith #lilithgif

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6soul6sucker6 · 11 months

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the difference between a dark forest and a sunny meadow

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yukoishii · 1 year

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release II mixed media photography, wax in display box © Yuko Ishii This piece is available.

#release #mixed media photography #mixed media #crow #pnwartist #seattle artist #zen art #blue #alchemy #occult #wirchcraft #art collection #fine art gallery #home inspiration #home decor #interior design #bird

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johnnycagesrightnut · 6 months

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You know, how you want someone to write about Jon and witchcraft...so I kinda did that, but first you need to know that 1. english is not my first language, so if it's shit I'm blaming that (I actually think it's pretty okay, but you know, maybe you don't) and 2. I haven't done a deep dive on witchcraft yet, I only know a little bit here and there, so I kind of wrote more about his relationship with witchcraft.

Anyway, here it is, one witchcraft!Jon snippet:

The thing with wirchcraft, that most people didn't know, was, that it wasn't as magical as fiction made it seem. Most of the practices involving witchcraft were more en route with psychology, only with an extra kick to it.

Jon grew up with witchcraft. The memory of his grandmother, merhodically preparing ingridients a comforting one. How she blended herbs and heated oils that smelled strong and earthy, embalmbing candles and her workstation, humming a tune under her breath, that seemed odly familiar, even when Jon heard it for the first time.

His grandmother didn't worship any god or gods, never had the mind or desire for it, but she kept a glass of water and a plate of cookies on the window sill, for the house spirits.

Jon loved to sit with her when she worked, loved the incense that she lid to ward against negative spirits (the smell fresh and floral with lavender - it took a few years for Jon to discover that he liked the stronger scent of opium much more) loved to watch the candles burn for her spells, loved to hear the crackle of the herbs she coated them in. He loved the simmer pots, the smell of lemons and cinnamon heavy in the air, and loved how his grandmother patiently explained what all the ingridients were used for. It was the only time, where his grandmother didn't mind his many questions, his insistent need to know.

When Jon was eight and Mr.Spider an ever looming threat behind doors and in his nightmares, she gave him a tarot deck for christmas. It was a battered old thing, well used and well loved and when she told him that it had been his fathers, Jon hugged it to his chest, as if afraid that she would take it back again. It became his most priced possession.

When she died (right after Jon left for college, as if she waited for him to finally stand on his own feet, so she could go) he packed all of it away and shoved it into a storage room, angry tears swimming in his eyes, making the world wobbly and hazy, his heart heavy with grief. What good was witchcraft, when the people you love leave you anyway?

(He kept the tarot deck, of course, he couldn't bear to be parted with it)

And so it went for a few years, Jon lived his life, pretended not to miss the scent of herbs and fire, but kept a glass of water on his window sill and layed tarot, sometimes with questions, sometimes for fun. He did read his grandmothers grimoire sometimes, stroking his thumb over her small and neat handwriting, but he didn't lit incense, didn't prepare herbs like he watched her do so often. He didn't do any spells and pretended it didn't hurt, pretended that nothing in him longed for it. He pretended he was fine. Funny, how he, even with this much practice, had never really been good at that.

When Jon walked down the stairs to the Archives for the first time, he stopped, his hand nervously drumming against the tarot deck in his pocket. The Magnus Insitute never had the best vibes, so to speak, but the Archives practically hummed with...something. Something malicious, something that left the taste of ash and rot in his mouth, the air clogged with the scent of old paper.

Jon shook his head, willing himself to ignore it and fully stepped into his new workplace. But he did lit some incense after the others were gone, the heavy smell as comforting and strong as he remembered.

(He pretended that it was fine that the first tarot card he turned was the tower - everytime he asked his tarot deck anything)

Years later, after worms, strangers, betrayal and hurt it was Jon's tarot deck that burned first, the explosion so loud and deep that Jon could feel it in his bones. Jon died with the taste of ash in his mouth.

The taste was still there, when he woke up again and only left him, when he read the rotten monologue of a man that had played with his life like it was his right.

When he blinked at the sky (the new sky in the new world, oh god what had he done-) and it blinked back, Jon collapsed laughing and crying, wishing with everything he had, that witchcraft was as magical as some people thought.

But witchcraft couldn't help him now. Nothing could.

OH MY GOD?????? IM OBSESSED WITH THIS I MEAN OBSESSED THIS IS GORGEOUS THANK YOU SO MUCH IM SCREAKING I LOVE IT

#the magnus institute #tma #the magnus archives #jonathan sims #jon sims #Jon sims is a witch!!!!!

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thestrawberrynight · 4 years

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wearing lace vintage clothes, reading spooky novels, staying alone in a big house with a large library, drinking lots of coffee, painting under the moonlight, being charming to your neighbors and listening to Chopin

#dark academia #dark aesthetic #vintage #vintage aesthetic #dark academia aesthetic #wirchcraft #witchblr #witches #witch #kitchen witch #green witch #cottagecharm #cottagelife #cottage aesthetic #winter aesthetic

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erebussociety · 4 years

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#cauldron #cauldrons #potages #wirchcraft

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aestheticschaos · 4 years

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Sabrina

#Sabrina #sabrina spellman #Witch #wirchcraft #Goth #Aesthetic #moodboard

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seekingbeyondtheveil · 4 years

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#moonlight #witchlife #wirchcraft #witch #witchy #witches #witchyvibes #kitchen witch #green witch #witcblr #beginner witch #witchcraft #pagan witch #witch community #witch child #witch culture

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lifeanddeathcustoms · 9 months

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It is difficult to know ones own truth when one is deafened by the thoughts & opinions of others.

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goblinboyalex · 4 years

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No one:

Literally no one:

Me: *cutting lavender while talking about witchcraft, looking like an eboy, and listening to riot music* Honestly just here to grow herbs and fuck shit up.

Assist, What do you call this vibe?

#punk #grunge #eboy #grudge cottage core?#goblin core #wirchcraft #witch core #nature #lavender #riot music #fuck shit up #cottage core #chaos core #let me be chaotic

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tinyhousedesert · 4 years

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Just in case anyone needs this 🖤❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🤍

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rosesonteaberries · 4 years

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Hello everyone! My name is Ariadne and I’m relatively new to witchblr(is that what you all call it?), and I’ve been looking for pointers. I currently live in a household where I cannot openly practice my craft, or join a coven OR do my own research outside of the internet, so if you post anything of the following I ask that you please like/reblog. Thank you all!! Blessed be.