Made this because of yet another Tumblr fiasco! Im a queer witch trying to find a new home that offers the same quirkyness as tumblr. But without the problems :)
Recently received this message. Let me be perfectly clear: I will not help you bypass someone’s consent. Manipulating someone into having sex with you, magically or physically, is RAPE. This isn’t even one of those sketchy love spell questions, this is a grown man asking how to get “any girl” to give him “passion and sex.”
So instead of a sigil, how about a curse?
Curse the Perve
This curse will only work on those who are truly slimy, scumbags. This is for all of the penis carrying population that feel entitled to other people’s bodies. This won’t work unless they are genuinely deserving of this.
What you will need
•a banana
•a knife
•red pepper flakes
•black thread
•somewhere to bury the banana after you’ve finished
Peel a banana and leave the peel about a quarter on. Take your knife and cut the banana length wise from center to the exposed tip. Place some of the red pepper flakes into the cut. Now, cut half an inch down from the center horizontally. Sever the banana completely, but make sure that the two halves lengthwise are still connected by about half an inch or so. Encrust the banana in red pepper flakes. As you do, use your intent to make the perpetrator’s penis burn anytime they even think of violating someone. Imagine them writhing in pain from the burn. After the banana is completely covered in red pepper flakes, place it back with the other half. You can carefully carve sigils with more of your intent into the peel, but this is not necessary. Pull the banana peel back over the whole thing and tie the tips with the black thread. Bind the banana in the black thread. As you wrap the thread around the banana, think of how you are binding this perpetrator from doing harm to others. Once the binding is done, bury the banana.
If you would like to help victims of sexual violence, consider donating to RAINN.
BOOM.
My friends: [worried that with confederate statues getting taken down that we’ll lose our school mascot]
Me, who hates our school mascot and any confederate flag I see: hmmmmm. what,,, a tragedy
All of a sudden, the sky is cloudy, and boom, it’s raining where I am. The. Rest. Of. The. Day.
So I made a sort of angry poem about the shit that went down in Charlottesville, and it’s kind of cringey but I’m kind of proud of it? I figure, what the hell, so I’m posting it. And anyway, I think it could very nicely be incorporated into a curse, it was in fact inspired by a sigil, but I don’t think they fit together.
“Your favorite game is killing us.
Your favorite toy is fire,
But now the hand that fed you
Is the one that feeds my ire.
The torches that you wielded
Had your wrath in show of flames.
Now I control the power,
And I control the pain.
Trapped in all your hatred,
You may never learn,
But men who play with matches
Are the men who always burn.
So burn in all your evil.
Burn with all your kin.
And may the saluting hand
Never light a torch again.”
Spell: Requires a fireproof bowl
Me(A desperate soul): Any bowl is fireproof if you only use it once