Spring comic. Spring is when I miss living in the woods in Wisconsin the most, cool plants, morel mushrooms, my mom pulling wood ticks off my head… just wonderful.
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ok am i the only one who finds the beginning of IWTV so shady??
lol i know im not, so imma just go ahead and speculate–if you’d like to read, you may go ahead and do so c: same goes for sharing thoughts! id love to hear what you all have to say ❤ but, beware, it gets pretty long, sorry folks >//<
Fave type of witch? Um, are they all clearly defined into categories? I like all of them! All the witches! Fictional and real. In retrospect, I like Merrick Mayfair more and more, but I still wish that book had been written from her POV and that it would have included more actual witchcraft, but oh well, that’s what fanworks are for.
If I was going to be a witch myself, I would want to be a modern witch bc easier access to supplies and community, and I’d wear really loose comfy dresses, and crystal jewelry that all had functional purposes… I’d have some good vintage equipment like a knife with fancy filigree, good durable ankle boots.
AHS: 1st or 2nd season, I used to look forward to and watch episodes with a skype group and chat w/ ppl during the eps, but when that group stopped doing that I sorta lost interest in the series altogether.
I’ve seen bits of AHS since then, but not the coven season, which I should bc it takes place in NOLA. Those witches look like BAMFs for sure. I’ll give it another try, bc we got that great Surprise B*tch line from it 😉
midwestern vampires who smoke clove cigs in church parking lots and try to ignore their hunger pains as they watch students from the college in the next town over stumbling out of local bar, alcohol in their bloodstream
midwestern demons with yellow eyes and bloody teeth walking along deserted highways in the early hours of the morning, their pupils reflecting the headlights of cars with passengers who feel fear grip their hearts as they pass by
midwestern witches who wear muddy boots and garage sale rings and who always carry salt in their bags, who drink river water and pour circles of whiskey on the underbrush and feel hundreds of hands on their skin
midwestern ghosts who dwell in the basements of abandonned farmhouses and rip old wallpaper from the decaying walls with misty fingers and trancelike eyes