enfp: a balloon blowing on the wind, the moment right before a hug, popping bubbles, reading a book while sitting next to your friend, sunshowers, superman ice cream, graffiti, hot air balloons, paint smeared on your hands and face, butterflies in your stomach, hot wax, your best friend’s laugh, a sugar rush, confetti that looks like tiny stars
enfj: getting someone else’s lipstick on your lips, revenge, neon lights, mystery flavored lollipops, dancing around the room with your friends at 3 AM, street photography, the way smiles are contagious, screaming at a concert, puns that are so bad you can’t help but laugh, pranks, mirrors, a tight hug, smiles that show all your teeth
infj: libraries, abstract art, looking up at a full moon, quotes, loneliness, a rainbow through a prism, the aurora, instagramming your starbucks, the way fairy lights look like stars, optical illusions, the vastness of the universe, almost touching, a message in a bottle, walking through the snow, spiral staircases, trompe l’oeil, waterfall mist, echoes
infp: dragonfly wings, a wildflower field, random acts of kindness, watercolors, tears that burn your eyes, diaries, a messy room, a tea kettle shrieking, falling asleep in a hammock, the first day of spring, blanket forts, climbing vines, braids, dewy grass, tree houses, laying on a field and looking at the clouds, sun over an open field
intp: puzzles, light shining through blinds, braille, lightning, tide pools, typewriters, white bedsheets, windowless hallways, waking up before dawn, old maps, writing late at night, blowing glass, warning signs, street musicians, crisp suits, the subway, mathematical formulas, broken fingernails, making music with wine glasses
intj: red-hot embers, newspapers, marble sculptures, deep sea creatures, dark hair, minimalism, silver chains, crumbling petals, the sound of pouring rain, chinese checkers, déjà vu, dystopian fiction, bathing in the dark, merlot, barbed wire, overgrown lawns, antithetical statements, blizzards, dry anger, bitter baking chocolate
entj: dark chocolate syrup, memorizing equations, skylights, thick makeup, constellations, feeling invincible, city nightlife, falling from the roof of a building, balancing on a tightrope, the golden gate bridge, kissing someone’s shoulders, loud voices, screaming for no reason, sharp teeth, old churches, brain scans
entp: wildfire, writing words on a bathroom stall, lighting a match, wind-blown hair, staying awake for too long, counting lane dividers as you pass by, wandering through the woods, staring contests, the light changing your skin color, fences, a blank sketchbook, people-watching, leathery hands, running through an alleyway, blowing a fuse
estp: blurring lights, going over the speed limit, the feeling in your stomach when you go upside down, jumping over a waterfall, drinking straight from the bottle, being on a roller coaster, belting your favorite song, late nights, one-night stands, movie theatres, parties full of strangers, forbidden books, blacklight posters, duct tape, fluorescent bulbs
esfp: unwrapping a present, a sparkle, hot soup, bubblegum, laughing with your friends, a spinning carousel, hickeys, strobe lights, a hershey’s kiss, songs on repeat, jumping into cold water on a hot day, burning your hand, the thrill of being onstage, dramatic entrances, spinning until you get dizzy, rainbows on a cloudy day
isfp: a flock of birds, blowing bubbles, cigarette smoke, poetry, lens flares, cat fur, white sand, doodling, the night sky, a picture of a nebula, original grimm fairy tales, ambiguity, acrylic paints, a crescent moon, photography, fingers flying over piano keys, liminal space, doorways, social activism, the line between thoughts and reality
istp: a stormy ocean, skydiving, cracking your knuckles, shaking a soda, looking down from a height, salt plains, limestone, sand on a wooden floor, bioluminescence, clutching something so tightly your knuckles turn white, throwing off your hat, a cloudy sky, tinted windows, skipping class, seeing your reflection in metal, breaking glass, dry ice
istj: graphite streaks on your palms, polishing a sword, glass shards, brass knuckles, netting, methodical sketches, geometry, permanent marker, punching a mirror, hammering a nail into place, ice water, machinery, boiling oil, bold letters, metal-rimmed glasses, dark smoke, oxygen masks, cold showers, static, skylights
isfj: fresh baked cookies, light filtered through leaves, porch swings, disney movies, sketches in the margins of your notes, the sound of waves, oversized hoodies, holding hands, embroidery, down feathers, showing your bare back, seeing veins through pale skin, black and white photographs, a flute melody, touching a butterfly’s wing, rocks in a stream
esfj: sunflowers, your first kiss, cities during the daytime, standing at a crosswalk, tile floors, art museums, running through sprinklers, dancing without music, bathing in sunshine, falling in love, streetlights, thick hair, smiling at a mirror, children’s laughter, drawing words with sparklers, gold glitter, whispered secrets, flower crowns, flipping on a lightswitch
estj: skyscrapers, railroads, a river that flows through a city, going underwater, iron bridges, old paper, vintage champagne, broken-down fountains, city limits, cathedrals, borderlines, Greek architecture, arches, windows, heavy wooden doors, locks, buildings overgrown with vines, cracked pavement, the world through clear glass
So as some of you may know, I do a bit of cursey and justice-attaining work for people I know.
A large percentage of those people are asking me to deal with abusers who got away with it – often multiple times, often despite them putting themselves at risk to testify, etc.
There are so many of these fuckers (what a world, eh?) that I have created The Big Fuckin’ Curse Candle to deal with ‘em all.
For any of you other witches who do some work for others, or perhaps you’ve had the misfortune to deal with more than one abuser in your life, here ya go. The Big Fuckin’ Curse Candle.
You shall require…
A black candle big enough for your purposes. Mine is enormous; yours might not need to be.
A taglock of each person you’re cursing (picture, hair, or just their name if that’s all you have).
A thing in which to store this candle which is either completely light-fast black, or reflective.
A cursing concoction of your choice, preferably with an element of Justice or Law Enforcement.
A protective spell of your choice.
What you are basically doing is creating a jail to send these evil fuckers to.
Take your knife and scoop out some wax from the side of the candle, preferably lower down. SAVE THE WAX.
Make the hole big enough to fit your taglock and your cursing concoction, stuff it in the hole, and then pack the wax in on top of it.
Take your lighter and heat the wax, sealing the fucker inside your candle with your curse.
Light your candle and activate the curse however you prefer, and let it burn until you feel like you’ve got enough energy behind it.
Put it out, cleanse your space, and CONTAIN YOUR CANDLE.
You have a super-charged, potentially multiple curse inside this thing. It’s like a fucking magical grenade, and if you don’t contain it, shit will start going weird in your house. I put it on top of my fridge and actually broke it with this thing. Yes, I’m serious. It killed my fridge. At first I didn’t realize it was the candle, so I moved it to my cabinet, and then it caused everything in the cabinet to rot. And then I finally figured it out. Oops. So I had to cleanse the shit out of everything.
I prefer a reflective metal container, but in a pinch, a thick, light-fast black fabric will do. You want it to be able to contain the curse work within itself, like how you probably store your baneful concoctions in a solid container rather than letting them sit out open in a bowl on your altar, right? Same concept. Don’t let this shit bleed everywhere.
In addition to protecting your space from bleed-over, this also allows you to protect your spellwork itself. If you’re gonna be cursing people, be prepared for them to fight back.
One of the people in my curse candle is a fuckhead of a warlock who has somehow managed to escape the law in 2 different countries. I suspect, due to differences of style, that he doesn’t have any protections that would specifically address the way I work. But I do know that when shit starts going crazy for him, he’s smart enough to wonder if someone’s starting a magical firefight on his ass.
But even people who don’t practice magic can fight back. The biggest component to magic is Will, and I know I sure as hell made some magical stuff happen with my will years before I ever started a dedicated practice. I’m sure a lot of you have too. And so might the bastard you’re cursing. Perhaps that’s why they’ve escaped justice up until now. So protect your shit.
My container has my strongest reversal on it (which I keep quite secret – and you should keep yours secret too), enhanced by its reflective qualities.
the howl of wolves, moonless nights, dirt under fingernails, stained silk, chattering teeth, voices hoarse and cracked, rotting fruit, echoing drums, dry heaving, hanging cobwebs, stifling humidity, bloodshot eyes, the roughness of rusted steel, wild rosebushes, muscle cramps, the sound of splintering wood
A Midsummer's Night Dream:
Crackling fires, ivy crawling on stone, the faint music of running water, petrichor, dirty, bare feet, tattered clothing, thistledown, wilted wildflower crowns, late evening birdsong, curling leaves, a symphony of croaking frogs, drifting feathers, the eerie sound of windchimes at night, humming bees, beds of clover
Shattered glass, a cluster of fraying ribbons, unanswered knocks on doors, lingering dampness, white noise, inexplicable drafts, migraines, bleeding ears, the taste of metal, reflected mirrors, dry, cracked lips, the sound of tearing paper, fogged windows, memories of dreams, tarnished silver, protruding veins