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Arantza Sestayo (b. 1964) - “Witch”
from ‘Coven: A Gallery Girls Book Vol. 2’, 1998
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Hey witchblr, what do a lot of crows around me mean? Like, a shitton of crows? For context, it’s not unusual to see a few crows around my place but there are just, a lot, like, a ton of crows.
#before i’d see like one every couple days#but now it’s like 6-12 per day#circa#i didn’t count them#witchblr#witchcraft#witches#witc#witch#witch community
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My Ask box is also open for Seiðr questions~ 💖🧵
#seidr#seiðr#norse witch#norse heathen#norse paganism#heathenry#norse pagan#lokean#heathen#norse polytheism#pagan witch#witchcraft#queer witch#witc
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Trying to write a story with these vibes
#booklr#bookblr#books and reading#wip#writerscommunity#writing#writeblr#writers on tumblr#witchcore#witchblr#witchcraft#witch#witc
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Karma III
Karma won't let you sleep at night.
Karma will turn you gray and me brighter.
Karma will make me a writer.
Karma will make me the greatest, just for you to see.
Karma will show your evilness to the whole world.
Karma will burst our past and put it into my hands to write.
Karma will hunt and bewitch your life.
Karma won't let me go until I hit my peak, just for you to see.
Karma will show you why nobody wants me as a witch.
I can be all smiles and kindness, but if I get upset, get ready for hell.
You should know I'm a night terror disguised as an angel.
But you won't realize it until you have lost your chance to run.
Right when you will be taken to the depths of hell by me.
Then, you will hope to have read the signs: Nothing motivates me more than someone who underestimates me.
Athena Violante // The ones who could never stay.
#poem#poetry#prose poetry#karma#athena deity#athena#poetic justice#justice#poetic#poemas#poesía#witches#witc#injustice#injuries#evil never dies#evilness#evil#fake people#fakeness#writing#writers and poets#hell#poet#poesia#poetisas#win
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Courage! What makes a King out of a slave?
#broadway#cowardlylion#dorothy#dorothygale#elphaba#emeraldcity#glinda#halloween#hollywood#judygarland#landofoz#lfrankbaum#musical#musicaltheatre#oz#rubyslippers#scarecrow#somewhereovertherainbow#thewizardofoz#tinman#toto#wicked#wickedwitch#wickedwitchofthewest#witc#wizard#wizardofoz#yellowbrickroad#art#cute
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Jaskier and his Snuggly Wuggly Killing Machines Part 2
Jaskier woke up early and showered quickly. He was almost giddy with excitement as he slid his jeans on. He tossed on a blue floral long sleeve shirt as he thought about what he would bring to his babies today. They obviously didn’t feed them enough so something filling until he could have them here and get them a real meal. He decided that some protein bars and some jerky would be okay and some sort of candies since they apparently had a sweet tooth as he tied up his sneakers.
Jaskier ate a small breakfast but was way too excited and only ate half before hopping in his car and driving to the grocery store. He quickly got around and grabbed two boxes of the sweetest looking protein bars and the biggest bag of beef jerky he could find. He looked at the candy isle for a while before deciding on Cow Tales and a bag of snack sized Snickers bars. Good sugary sweet candies. He thought they might enjoy the cream in the Cow Tails. Jaskier was glowing as he paid for the food and hurried back to his car and drove off. He didn’t stop till he got to the center. He did note he needed gas but he would fill up on the way home.
Jaskier nodded at Damien who was working the front desk. He waved and walked to the back once the young man gave him a thumbs up.
Jaskier hurried right back to the room where his babies were residing. He smiled as he watched them for a moment. Lambert was stretching, he was sat with his legs splayed wide beside him and was stretching over to touch his toes. Eskel was sleeping on his mat without his blanket on him. And Geralt was doing push ups.
Geralt was the first to spot him.
“Jaskier! Jaskier’s here. He’s here! Esky wake up!” Geralt said and shoved Eskel who sat up and yawned as he pulled his arms high up over his head.
Jaskier walked over and touched the glass for a moment.
“Babies, do you mind if I have them let me in? They lock it with key cards so I’ll have to go ask. Is that alright?” Jaskier asked and looked up at the witchers who were all standing up right behind the glass. Lambert was smiling widely and nodded and looked over at his brothers. Eskel looked hopeful and Geralt was wagging wildly.
“Yes please! I wanna smell you. Oh kisses. Kisses!” Geralt yipped which then caused Lambert to start trilling out “Kisses! Kisses! Kisses!”.
All of them started making lovely purring sounds and Eskel thunked his head against the glass in a motion that Jaskier was sure meant to be rubbing on him.
Jaskier walked over to a lady who was cleaning brushes and she turned and smiled at him.
“Hi, would you mind unlocking that room? I already signed our adoption papers and everything and I’m absolutely itching to love up on my babies.” Jaskier explained and then pointed towards the witcher’s room. The lady looked at him like he was crazy.
“You want to be in the room. A locked room. With three witchers?” She asked, saying everything slowly. Jaskier just pretended she had asked a regular question and not something so...offensive hateful.
“Yep. All three will be coming home with me in a few days.” Jaskier said and they walked over to the door and the lady pulled out her card. She looked over at him and he just nodded.
She quickly swiped her card and opened the door. Jaskier smiled as he walked in with his backpack. As soon as the door was shut and clicked behind him he was engulfed by very warm, very muscular, very very large arms. He felt noses being shoved into his hair, neck, side. He let out a loud giggle. He kissed whatever and whoever was in front of him. The three of them were all purring so loudly, so strongly, that it felt like he was vibrating.
Geralt was the first to pull back and kiss his face. His cheeks, chin, forehead, and then his lips. Geralt then returned to his sniffing and purring. Eskel then repeated that process and when Lambert pulled back he licked all the way from Jaskiers chin to his hairline and then kissed his lips. Jaskier was gasping with laughter.
“Enough, enough, enough. Oh clingy odd things!” Jaskier called and removed himself from the witchers. He felt the air moving around his legs and looked down to see them all wagging so hard they were swaying on their feet. They all had wide open smiles, showing off their sharp teeth, and their eyes were alive and twinkling.
“You’re here!” Lambert said happily and touched Jaskier’s arm.
“You smell nice.” Eskel said and looked like he wanted to crawl under Jaskier’s skin by the way he fidgeted toward the man.
“I like you.” Geralt said and rubbed his head against Jaskier’s chest.
“Oh I definitely like you too!” Lambert said and then clunked his head against Jaskier’s side. Jaskier rubbed their hair and behind their ears which caused them to push further into him. Eskel then joined into the shoving which meant Jaskier had to take on the weight of three very heavy witchers. Jaskier struggled for a moment before saying-
“Okay darlings down, down, down. We have some business to take care of. When we’re done it’ll practically already be Friday and we can have a whole lifetime’s worth of cuddles.” Jaskier said as the pets backed off.
They all looked at each other and walked to be all standing on their mats before gracefully falling to their knees. They kept their heads down but Jaskier could tell they were each nervous. They were tense. This was their first act of submission. Jaskier didn’t like it so he waltzed over to be in front of them in the middle.
“I don’t mind sitting on the floor! Now I do have one question to ask before I take you home.” Jaskier said in a serious tone. It was the million dollar question. They nodded and looked up at him intently.
“Do you really wanna come home with me?” Jaskier asked and looked at each of them in the eyes. That sparked something. They looked... Jaskier thought they looked beautiful. Sharp teeth, yellow eyes, gnarled scars, bulging muscles, lots of bulging muscles... deep grumbling voices like thunder, big hands, and he did have to say that Geralt had a cute nose. They were all cute.
“You actually care don’t you?” Eskel said and looked curiously at the soft looking man. Jaskier nodded.
“Absolutely. You will never have to do anything you don’t want to- to an extent.” Jaskier said and corrected himself. He didn’t know what they didn’t like so he couldn’t know if they would have to do something they didn’t like yet.
Lambert nodded, then Geralt, finally Eskel nodded. Eskel must be the oldest thought Jaskier. He would ask them about that later. Maybe it was like a pack mentality and Eskel's the alpha.
“Yes. We would like to go home with you.” Eskel said and all of them couldn’t help but break out in big smiles.
“Perfect! Oh I’m so happy! Can I get hugs? ” Jaskier asked and held his arms open. Instantly there was a big burly dark haired beast latched onto him and then a snowy haired babe and finally a sacred and wonderfully warm big baby. Jaskier had one arm around Lambert, one around Geralt and Eskel had them all wrapped together. Jaskier almost let his tears start to slip. He tried his best to keep them in.
“Oh thank you! Thank you babies! I already signed the papers yesterday but I had time to cancel them but I don’t have to worry about that! It’s going to take a few days for the papers to process so I have a few days to get the house ready! I have a lot of questions alright?” Jaskier said and held each of their faces in his hands and touched them. His babies. He’ll get this tip-top right soon enough. They all rolled back so they sat criss cross on their mats.
He quickly snatched his laptop and the protein bars, jerky, and candies from his bag and pulled open the doc that had all the questions and three columns for answers.He opened and tossed the opened packages at the boys who ate quickly and moaned at the sweetness of it all. They all put the trash into the now empty jerky bag and handed it back to Jaskier. Jaskier wiggled back so he could rest his back against the wall and window.
“Lots of questions, lots and lots. I want a good base when you come home. I also just need to know the basics. Ready?” Jaskier asked the happy witchers. They all were calmly waggling and staring at him. Each had a small smile plastered onto their face.
When they all nodded yes he started asking. He asked for their shoe sizes, favorite colors, things they didn’t like, things that scared them, foods they liked, foods they didn’t like, what their boundaries were, everything. Jaskier wanted to know every detail. From do they wanted to go to events with him to if they wanted to have a garden to if they knew how to swim.
In the end Jaskier sat there for almost three hours. Each boy answering each question simply.
“Okay. That’s the last one. How was that? Too much?” Jaskier asked and looked at the tired faces in front of him. He asked almost a hundred questions.
“We missed nap time.” Lambert said. He crawled over so he could lean on Jaskier’s left. Jaskier made a cooing noise and watched as the oldest of them took his laptop and put it to the side so he could rest his head on Jaskier’s thighs and the white haired one on snuggle into Jaskier’s right.
Jaskier sighed and leaned back against the wall. Two days. Two days until this could be everyday. Two days before he could have his babies. Two days before they would be safe and sound in his care. Two days.
That’s all Jaskier thought as he closed his eyes. At five when visiting hours ended the volunteer came by and gasped. No one had ever seen anyone be able to get this close to these three. But here was Jaskier- the Jaskier- cuddling. Cuddling and not looking scared. One the floor. The Jaskier, the star who’s concert she had been to! On the floor!
The volunteer tapped on the glass behind Jaskier’s head and the musician startled awake. The witchers all startle awake too and automatically turned and snarled and bared their teeth at the employee, who jumped away quickly. Jaskier stretched and petted down each of their backs and calmed them down.
“Oh scary witchers. Scary scary. Now shush and get down. I’m okay nothing happened.” Jaskier said and smoothed down all the poofed out tails.
Soon Jaskier said his goodbyes and kissed each forehead. Geralt whined and Lambert just turned away and frowned. Eskel however hugged Jaskier and hugged... and hugged... and hugged.
“Eskel, darling, starlight, love, you’ve gotta let go. I’ll be back in the morning and then at about noon I have to leave. I’m having a lot delivered to the house. I love you, bye bye for now.” Jaskier said and walked out.
Jaskier had big fat tears rolling down his face as he walked out to his Lexus. He wiped up his tears and drove off. He went and ordered paint, carpet, wallpaper, mattresses, and all the bedroom stuff. Then he went grocery shopping and finally he came home. Pulling up to the large home Jaskier got out and just stared at his house. ‘Our home’ soon. He kept thinking about how the boys would think about their new home. They wanted a garden and they all said they liked swimming so he hoped they liked his pool and they said they like napping in the sun and and-
‘It’ll be okay. They like you. You’re special to them.’ Jaskier told himself as he unloaded the ridiculous amount of food he’d bought. He just needed to get them fattened up some.
Soon. Soon they would be eating enough to feed an army and eating snacks when they want. Soon. Two more days.
Jaskier showered and changed into a pair of sweatpants that rode low on his hips and that was it. He walked to the three rooms that were across from his own bedroom. He’d stared at those rooms for a long time. While he had the expansion built, while the workers built the walls, while they dry walled and did the electrical and plumbing, and now he stares at them thinking about the future. He had put away the groceries and made himself a nice mug of tea.
He walked to the one farthest to the right. He pictured it blue with nice thick rugs and blankets and a nice big bed with plenty of pillows and black out curtains. Maybe a nice big TV and chew toys. He’ll put the hamper in the corner and put the bed against the farthest wall and he’ll buy cubbies for Geralt’s clothes. He’d get a nice little set of drawers for Geralt’s brushes and whatever he wants. Yes. Perfect. He needed to buy Geralt some t-shirts and sweaters and lots of sweatshorts. He needed some sandals and a few pairs of sneakers and a pair of nice loafers.
Jaskier walked to the next room at the end of the hall. The walls would be covered in a nice calm red wallpaper. He’ll put a chew toys bin on one wall and maybe a projector screen. There'll be hooks on the door for a leash and a collar or a harness. There would be a nice big bed with fuzzy blankets and places to stash treats. Maybe he would get some black foam mats for the floor. He’d need to buy Eskel some grippy socks, long sleeved shirts, baggy pants, and shoes the same as Geralt’s.
Finally he walks into the final room. There’s going to be deep forest green carpet on the floor and a lighter shade of carpet up half the wall and then a pastel green scratch proof wallpaper on the rest. There’ll be a nice big bed with cotton quilts. There could be a TV and a toy box in the corner and of course scratch posts everywhere. He’d need to buy Lambert plenty of soft clothes and cotton sweatpants. He needed to get him a nice fluffy sweater, too.
He would buy them all underwear, toothbrushes, brushes, combs, the works, tomorrow. He’d need to buy them coats and rain sets and towels and washcloths and of course they would all need bottles and everything else they asked for or rather didn’t ask for but said they liked or preferred.
Perhaps the boys will want rocking chairs or swings? He could easily get two swings in the tree in the back and they could have a swing set too if they want. Maybe they want something completely different? It’ll all be taken care of. Two days. Jaskier reminds himself. Two days.
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#egg_company#fanfic#witcher#the witcher fanfic#witchers#witc#geralt of rivia#jaskier#witcher eskel#eskel#lambert#yennefer#yennefer of vengerberg#julian alfred pankratz
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🎃 Halloween Pre orders are happening right now! 🎃 Pre orders are going to end Sept 8th! The cat and owl witches will measure to be approx 3in and The Owl House one will be approx 4in! Each of them will be 3 pieces, the characters, the base and the background. Now since I am only doing this for the Halloween season I am going to have VERY limited qualities after the pre orders end. I am trying to have just enough inventory for the next 2 cons I am doing so if you aren't going to see me at either Anime St. Pete or WasabiCon this will be your chance to grab them! I am really trying to not have these after halloween so I am not doing any big stocks. So please check them out here! Thank you ❤
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The article explores the mystical world of Celtic witches, tracing the origins of witchcraft from ancient animistic beliefs to its role in Celtic society, where it was interwoven with healing, spirituality, and nature worship. Unlike the modern stereotype of witches, Celtic witches were respected as wise healers, with Druids playing a significant role in performing rituals and divination. Key traditions, such as reverence for nature, herbalism, and ancestor worship, were central to Celtic witchcraft. The festival of Samhain, marking the end of the harvest and the start of winter, is highlighted as the origin of Halloween, with customs like bonfires and disguises evolving into today's Halloween practices. The article also discusses how these ancient traditions continue to influence modern spirituality, particularly in Wicca and neo-pagan practices.
#halloween#irish jewelry company#witc#witch#witches#witchcraft#irish heritage#irish culture#celtic witch
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"... why do you call them suns? Is it a more literal sense? Or like a more... religious aspect?" Philip asked- the hands that was making whatever it was making making speedy progress- it seems like he can multitask quite well.
One of the hands- which were seemingly idle- handed witch a tiny cloak of her own- a simple black one, with tiny holes in the back for her wings to fit through. They came with pockets along the inside- tiny ones, perfect for the fairy. " here. For you." Philip said- the mechanical palm flat as it was folded neatly for the fairy.
Noelle would hear a knock on the door of her room again- an older man's voice coming through. "... hello? "
"H-Hello?" Noelle called to the unfamiliar voice. She was moved to a different room in Kiramman manor to recover, but wasn't expecting guests.
"Come in. It's open."
Wicht wakes and is on guard.
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his brother died and one of his first thoughts were that it should’ve been him instead because now people are going to be disappointed…
#do you realise how fucked up this is#and francis and her husband wondering why he lied to them who he was made me so mad because you. you’re the problem. you and your family#family as in the phantomhives and the midfords but he lied to you because you made him feel like he was worthless as himself#but not lizzie ofc i love her she’s only a kid but she’s smarter than everybody in her family#and real ciel is a reanimated corpse but i don’t think he wants to fight his brother because he said his body won’t do as he says like that#scene has been engraved in my head for so long..#like real ciel cried when ciel told him he wanted to move and start his toy company because he would be away from his brother u can’t tell#me that if he wasn’t a reanimated corpse he would allow his brother to go to jail..#also like#that much trauma aside… he knows and accepts that he’s eventually going to get his soul eaten by a demon in exchange for revenge against#people who wronged him because his childhood was already stolen from him the moment the twins found out what happened to their parents i’m#so unwell…#and it would be the chance to kill off ‘the spare’ and be the ciel everyone wants#and he DID become the ciel everyone wanted but of course his own personality showed because he’s him..#and he’s just a kid too i’m actually getting a heart ache from my son’s character#the vulnerability he shows actually breaks my heart when something bad does happen but also i really like the closure??? of the emerald witc#arc i think that scene was very good..#theres only so much emotion you can bottle up :(#so i think that food scene in lau’s opium den was real as hell he deserves that lash out at the very least#they’ve wronged the twins so bad that it took away ciel’s childhood entirely but he’s STILL living on his dream with funtom all the while#pushing people like soma away from his business because he doesn’t want anything bad to befall them (which it DID but that’s the subject of#another essay it’s very late so i’m going to sleep goodnight)#anyways my point is#my son is the character ever and he’s so special to me#there’s so much more i want to say but i’ll write essays in my notes app and not here bye bye take care#kuroshitsuji
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Watched Doctor Strange to piece together the Infinity/Cosmic Beings stories, and Michael Waldron didn't just screw over Wanda, he also screwed over Strange and Mordo.
The sequel hook for Mordo is fascinating, but Waldron Batman v Superman'd Dr Strange 2 aka he leapt over a true sequel for Doctor Strange all because he was enamored with the idea of using Wanda as the main villain.
Originally, Wanda wasn't going to be the main villain of the movie.
Anyway, it's a good idea familiarizing myself with the sorcerer's source of powers, which are harnessed from other dimensions.
Witches', on the other hand, get their magic from themselves.
I don't quite dislike Sorcerers now that I've rewatched Doctor Strange, but I still see the power imbalance between how a Sorcerer is treated and how witches are treated in the MCU-verse. Sorcerers have ancient temples and sacred duties.
Witches are hunted down and killed. They're not given any time to or a safe space to build their cultures and societies.
Witches are, to quote Davina from the Originals, born with blood on their hands. Blood spilled because they're hunted, and blood spilled to survive.
Watching the individual movies again just reinforces my dislike of the Avengers movies because of how they derail character arcs of each main character.
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Happy valentine's day

#little witch academia#sucy manbavaran#akko kagari#atsuko kagari#sucy#akko#sukko#sucy x akko#akko x sucy#suakko#スーアコ#fanart#drawing#meme#little witc hacademia fanart#lwa#lwa fanart#digital art#art#my art
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serious character analysis
#my art#oc tag#oc: jitter#homestuck#tadc oc#fell into my tablet with much glee and whipped up this for jitter#my caption is said in a joking manner but i am also very genuine. i dont do it often bc my brain is so small and so tired but :] homedstuck#you would not believe the time i spent today torn up over jitters classpect!!! they settled easy into light not so easy when on mage v witc#we got there tho!! jitter starts screaming if i put it into a skirt but it can tolerate tunics hence the funky witch outfit#my guy is CLINGING onto that pillow theyre not beating the 'everything i ever let go of had claw marks' allegations#considering noises i should give j ax a classpect-#*IS HIT BY A BIG CARTOONY HAMMER LABELED 'YOU WILL NEVER FEEL SATISFIED ABOUT A CHARACTER ANALYSIS UNTIL YOUVE SEEN ALL THEY HAVE TO OFFER'#spits out blood anyways if jitter were a troll theyd be a rust blood :]#.menagerie
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