when i grow up i want to be me

anonymous asked:

Hey!!! 💕💕 Just wondering...How do you meet other girls? I know I'm young and all, (sophomore in highschool) but I feel like I'll never meet a girl romantically you know? I don't want to have to use dating apps all the time, I just want to meet a girl like straight people do, lol just wondering. Thanks, I love you!!

Okay, so this is hard, especially when you’re young. I was lucky to grow up in a place with a (relatively) high LGBT population, and had many gay friends and friends’ parents and teachers etc. That said, I didn’t start dating girls until junior year–mostly because they terrified me so much! Now I live in one of the gayer cities of America and meet people through college and Her, though that doesn’t seem like what you’re looking for. (Although, I see 16yr olds on Her all the time, and I used lesbian dating apps at that age to meet people. Most LGBT adults I know use it too! My roommate met her gf of over 1yr on Her, and they’re still together.)

*If you’re out*, I’d recommend getting involved with the GSA (or equivalent), or seeing if there are LGBT activities for young people that are sponsored in your town. I went to gay prom senior year, for example, and it wasn’t affiliated with my high school, it was just held downtown. There are also communities, I’ve found, that tend to ‘be gayer’ than others. I was heavily involved in the spoken word/poetry scene for a few years, and honestly, I can’t think of many straight people who participated.

But you really do have to find your place, and that just takes time. The internet, in the meantime, is a beautiful place to meet LGBT people, and even though it’s not the same as connections irl, it’s still reminded me I’m not alone! I’m here if you ever want to talk.

not to be a backwards-thinking assimilationist not-radical gay but as someone who has been out for over a decade and faced a lot of backlash for it i would actually really like to be normal. i would really like to be treated normally by society. i’m proud of my identity and i will never apologize for that, but fuck man. there was a post that went around once that really resonated with me – “being gay is a radical act of defiance that none of us signed up for”.

i don’t exist as a lesbian to “challenge societal norms” and i wasn’t outed against my will when i was young just to grow up and be expected to fulfill a role in some “queer” movement that involves fucking, making kinks seem revolutionary or what the fuck ever

i deserve to want to feel normal and i don’t understand why it’s shocking to anyone that after girls like me grow up ashamed of our own thoughts, abused, and constantly knowing that every straight girl around us is more valuable and loved and sane than we are just to be told it’s “not radical” to want to be treated with respect and normalcy by a society that rejected us

As I’ve mentioned before, I was raised in a strict Christian household. It was full of love, but it was also a house that didn’t like Ellen DeGeneres or Rosie O'Donnell simply because they were gay. A house that would turn off the tv when the lesbian episodes of Friends were on (while I ran to the tv in my room and pressed “mute” to see it). One that would roll their eyes at the idea of gay marriage. Parents that meant well and just went by what they were taught, wanting us to grow up with something to believe. I remember sobbing in high school, thinking they would absolutely kill me. Things slowly started changing when I was 16+.

My Mom was the one who asked if I was gay. She was my biggest supporter, my secret keeper, and the one I told everything to. My Dad? He went from not wanting me to come out, to protect me, to telling everyone he knows if they ask if I’m “dating any new guys” - because that’s simply who I am. In his words “why hide it? Who cares?”. My Mom came to me about Carol on her own, wanting to watch it to see the love story. When gay marriage was legalized, I called my Mom sobbing. She was sobbing with me, after yelling “YES! THANK GOD” in front of all of her friends.

After being raised to hate who I was, not even allowing it to be an option - to now, my Mother texting me just now saying “Do you have any more Human Rights Campaign stickers like you have on your car? I want one on mine”

Change is a beautiful thing. Believe in it and believe in people.

THAT’S parenting.

Being an hero isn’t half as glamorous as they make it sound, really

Give Me Polyamorous Power Couple Hamliza Or Give Me Death

~Eliza growing up having constant crushes on both men and women and trying to articulate what she wanted to Angelica but never being able to explain it the way she wanted

~When she’s in a relationship: “I want her” “But you’re dating Peter” “I want him too” “But you have to choose” “Why do I have to choose?” When she’s not in a relationship: “Ooh, Liza’s got a crush! Spill it!” “Well, there’s Arthur and his girlfriend, and Sally and her girlfriend, and Jason, and Mary…” “Whoa whoa whoa, slow down, how many crushes can you have?” “Shush, I’m not done”

~When she meets Alexander and quickly falls into her most serious relationship ever she expects the multiple crush thing to stop (Spoiler alert: it doesn’t)

~Eliza feels like a horrible girlfriend because she’s so happy with Alex but then Susan from work will start up a conversation with her in the break room and she’s instantly all heart eyes

~Tearfully she admits it to Alex one night and he’s thrilled because “no there’s nothing wrong with you I promise!!!! You’re just polyamorous!!!!”

~They spend the rest of the night talking about it

~Eliza needs some time to adjust since she’s spent so much time trying to push it aside that she doesn’t really know what else to do but Alex is very helpful

~The first time she tells him about Susan he’s instantly chanting ask her out over and over until she’s laughing and blushing at his antics

~Half a year later and Eliza is subtly sending Alex updates from her dates while he sends her multiple thumbs up emojis and does the same with his own

~She also sets up him and Angelica and when Angelica gets confused about it she’s like you need to stop sacrificing yourself, let yourself be happy

~They share embarrassing stories about him with each other

~He meets John and them after Eliza in this one and it’s all separately

~Hercules comes first because Eliza’s father invited them to a fancy dinner party and Alex needs a suit and since he’s not well educated on these things yet she comes along to help

~Hercules is instantly smitten with Alex and Alex is instantly 😍 because “Eliza look at him!!! He looks like a damn quarterback but he’s so sweet and gentle!!!!” “Either you ask him out or I will”

~Hercules not-so-subtly likes guiding Alex around even though he thinks he’s being smooth

~“Alex there was really no point for him to put his hands on your waist like that, he could’ve told you to just move to the side one step” “… Yeah but did you see how well they fit there he could probably lift me up so easily” “Wow you’re so easy” “Do I need to bring up that cute barista the other day” “pLEASE DO WE HAVE A DATE THIS WEEKEND”

~By the end of the time there Alex is going out to lunch with a pleased but confused Hercules and Eliza is eagerly awaiting every cute picture and text

~From then on he has to deal with both Eliza and Alex stealing his clothes but he can’t really fight since they both look so cute in his sweaters

~The rest come really quickly after that

~Lafayette meets Hercules before the others because they come in requesting a special dress to be made and Hercules is Gone

~“You… You want a dress with a full skirt… But when you pick at a stitch on it the dress falls down into a ball gown?” “Yes, exactly!” “Can I ask why?” “Why? Well, chéri, it’s because I must ensure that I always am prepared for any eventuality and at the top of that list is a need to always look beautiful but entirely unattainable. Oh, that reminds me! It needs to be floor length with my being in eight-inch heels, I have a pair with me so you can measure accurately” “Oh holy shit”

~It takes them exactly one weekend to be brought into the relationship (Alex sees them and instantly is stunned into silence, Eliza flirts and within two minutes they’re already co-conspirators)

~John is next and he struggles with his sexuality and anything that comes from it so he’s very much in the closet when they meet

~John and Alex immediately are best friends and Alex tries asking him out but John very quickly refuses him and Alex takes a step back

~The combined power of the four of them helps to bring John out of his shell even though he’s very shy about it all so they’re respectful and let him suggest everything and move their relationship forward in his own time

~The first time he asks to spend the night with all of them there’s a little fight over who gets to sleep next to him

~Eliza and Hercules win, Lafayette and Alex pout

~Aaron and Theodosia Burr AKA Theo, Eliza, and Lafayette kill and the rest of them are literally powerless against them

~Dates are really fun with them because now there’s enough people to go on group dates and everyone can have a supposed other instead of it being just the mess of them (They still do it as the whole of them, its just more fun to have the people think they’re all separate couples then watch as they get more affectionate as the night goes on)

~Don’t think I’ve forgotten about the Washingtons

~George favors Alex and Laf, Martha favors Eliza, Angelica, and Theo, George is platonic with John, Hercules, Aaron, and the girls, Martha is platonic with everyone but her girls and sometimes Alex and Lafayette (She likes showing off that she’s perfectly capable of stealing them away from him but is graciously letting them stay with him. George jokes back and tries to rally Laf and Alex to joke too but they need time to come back to that plane of existence)


~Eliza and Alex get so many kisses and cuddles since they’re the heart of it all

~Alex dragging everyone outside to look at the stars

~Lots of hot chocolate when Alex drags them outside

~Lots of spiked hot chocolate when they think Martha isn’t looking

~She totally knows since John keeps giggling but she let’s them have fun


~Eliza starts flirting with him to bug Alex

~Eventually she starts flirting with him for Alex no matter what he says

~“Look at the tension good god” “Betsey I swear…”

~Eliza has a near constant stream of frustrated texts from George

~“Eliza I’m suffering” “What is it this time, dear?” “They’re arguing again and they look two seconds away from making out” “I’m working on it. Have patience” “I can’t have patience anymore I can’t have meetings because this happens in every one”

~All the hate sex

~All the Jeffmads+Alex hate sex (I would include Aaron but the frustrations are over Washington but Aaron knows why Alex is favored by him and has worked out his own balance with George so he’s not jealous)

~Alex pulls them into the dynamic and they finally understand

~George doesn’t mind them finding out, he’s just glad the tension is gone (Though he has cut more than a few work days short because he walked in on them fucking on his desk because Alex wanted to tease him and he can’t handle that so he just walks out)

~There’s multiple incidents where they try to tease Angelica but she is Not Having It and takes great joy in showing them why

~Angelica Schuyler is my queen she wouldn’t handle any bullshit from them


~Elizabeth “If you touch one hair on my girl’s head I will personally kick your ass from here to California don’t test me” Schuyler

~Obviously she moves in with them immediately and spends every night sleeping between Alex and Eliza

~When things become too much in the city Eliza and her take a trip down to Mount Vernon for a girls-only retreat

~Maria and John never start a romantic relationship but they hit it off very quickly since they’re both abuse survivors (Her with James, him with his father) and John is more healed than she is but there’s wounds he’s still licking and sometimes its nice to just spend the day in silence with someone who understands that company is more important than conversation

~Eliza and Alex creating a crazy huge family for themselves which has confusing interconnecting romantic and platonic relationships but they love it so much they can’t describe it

~Whenever anyone asks about it Alex shows them the graph he’s made for them all

~Everyone has a specific color and one poor soul asks why he chose those colors and spends the next 45 minutes listening to him talking about why each of his signifs was given that very color choice

and I know a boy so bright I think the sun has to be jealous of his smile. And I want to turn him into a metaphor but it wouldn’t do him justice. I want to fill up every available space with the way he makes me feel- like he’s the rain on my roof, like he brings peace and safety, like he’s warmth and I’ve been cold for so long, like the way we move together sounds like applause, like how when I feel our fingers intertwine our hands turn into forest and we’re growing fast, planting roots wherever we can.
—  laceerainspoetry, The first kiss was a love poem I didn’t know would become my favorite.
I realize I grew up in a very privileged situation and I think instead of me just being happy for myself, I want to give that to people that don’t necessarily get that opportunity.

Tobin Heath - CSN Tomboy

There are two stage adaptions of Harry Potter.

Harry Potter and the Cursed Child

  • Random time travel with the help of illegal Time-Turners
  • Voldemort maybe has one- no, two affairs!
  • Who is Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way.
  • OOC versions of characters
  • Rose is stoic
  • Wrong use of the Marauder’s Map
  • Cedric flying naked on a broomstick of purple feathers
  • Craig
  • Blood Ball for Voldemort Day
  • Snape apparently is a good guy?
  • Sabotaging canon
  • “Scorpian King” Scorpius Malfoy
  • Ron married Parvati
  • For Voldemort and VALOR!
  • Headmistress Umbridge is back with Dementors
  • Harry’s afraid of the dark, small spaces and pigeons.

A Very Potter Musical-series

  • Harry is a douchebag with a guitar who does covers of Disney songs
  • Ron is addicted to Red Vines
  • Ginny dances with guitars
  • Hermione’s true passion is fanfiction.
  • Random time travel with the help of illegal Time-Turners
  • Voldemort and Quirrell end together and have a daughter.
  • Cedric is a good finder.
  • Draco wANT HERMIONE GRANGER- andarocketship.
  • Lucius Malfroy and Lord Voldemort are dancers
  • “My name’s Lucius, but you can call me Lucy. When I grow up, I want to be a Rockette.”
  • Snape has a talk show outside the shows.
  • The infamour Hogwart’s jaguar
  • Cho Chang y’all
  • Weird versions of characters.
  • Ron choreographed an affair with Lavender behind Hermione’s back.
  • Narcissa had an affair and Dobby is Draco’s real father.
  • James and Lily split, and Lily is married to Cedric now.
  • Dumbledore loves High School Musical
  • Headmistress Umbridge is back with Dementors.
  • Albus Scarfy Potter

Only one of them is a parody


Oh god finally, two freaking weeks but its finally done! Hahahahaha *sobs*

I know I could have submitted this earlier if I stuck with line art and half assed it, but when last I logged in and saw I was at 247 followers, well holy shit guys! I don’t know where you all came from but I’m super grateful and freaking happy you like my stuff! SO as a big thank you, here, did my best with this and hope you guys like it!

Other Chapters:

Growing Up Chapter 1
Growing Up Chapter 3: Page 1 & 2  Page 3-5  Page 6-7  Page 8-9  Page 10-11

And I decided that the comic title for this would be “Growing Up” since even though technically a college AU, theres gonna be a lot of flashbacks to them as they… well grow up hahaha.

Anyway thanks again!

A lot of people feel like they’re victims in life, and they’ll often point to past events, perhaps growing up with an abusive parent or in a dysfunctional family. Most psychologists believe that about 85 percent of families are dysfunctional, so all of a sudden you’re not so unique. My parents were alcoholics. My dad abused me. My mother divorced him when I was six…I mean, that’s almost everybody’s story in some form or not. The real question is, what are you going to do now? What do you choose now? Because you can either keep focusing on that, or you can focus on what you want. And when people start focusing on what they want, what they don’t want falls away, and what they want expands, and the other part disappears.
—  Rhonda Byrne, The Secret
Storyline of BTS albums
  • No More Dream: I don't have anything I wanna be when I grow up, I'll just do what I want. I have nothing to work for but I want sucess. #Rebel
  • O! R U L8 2?: Screw school, I still don't have any dreams. Whatever. Why we gotta work for nothing?!
  • Skool Luv Affair: Omg, I like this girl!! I suddenly want to go to school now, please accept my love.
  • HYYH Pt. 1: Crying because I miss her, I need her.
  • HYYH Pt. 2: Screw her, I'm gonna forget about her and do illegal stuff while I'm trying to convince myself I don't need her.
  • HYYH Epilogue: oH SHIZ, doing illegal stuff was bad, my friends are leaving (*cough* dying *cough*), wow I need her back...she's the only one who can save me from myself
  • WINGS: Hahaha, I'm over it all. I'm an adult, I can do adult-ing stuff and be SINgle.

(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧ Happy birthday, Deborah Ann Woll! (b. 7 february 1985)

When I was growing up I was in love with the classics. I read the entire Shakespeare canon by the time I was 12. I loved it! Everyone else thought it was boring or dry. To me, it’s about sex and violence and all the great, fun stuff. I think if I have a legacy that I want to leave it would be trying to introduce that material to a modern audience in a way so they could see it the way I do.

I wish it were as easy as everybody seems to think it is… Moving on. But it isn’t. It isn’t even close to as simple as people make it sound. I had my heart thoroughly broken almost a year ago now, and it’s healing but it isn’t healed. I’m not sure it ever fully will, because even now as I’m writing this my ex is passed out on the floor somewhere after a will night of partying and that makes me truly sad, it makes me want to slap her and hug her all at once. Why? Because true love doesn’t ever really vanish from one’s heart and love means you want to help a person when they’re breaking inside. Even now as I’m writing this I can still tell you her coffee order and her favourite book growing up and almost everybody in her family’s name. Why? Because when you love someone as much as I love her you make the effort to know those things and in fact, care about them as much as they do. Even now as I’m writing this, I haven’t spoken to or heard from her in almost 7 months but I still write an email to her every single week, sometimes more than that. Why? Because when she broke me, she was also the only person I could confide in about it honestly, she was the only person who made me feel less alone and fearful and betrayed even though she made me feel that way in the first place. Even now as I’m writing this I know she wants nothing to do with me, but I want everything to do with her. Why? Because I promised her years and years ago that I’d always be here for her, that I’d never leave her, and as long as I live I’ll try my best to stay true to my word.

The truth is though, that even now, as I’m writing this, I’d let this girl come back and break my heart again if it made her happy. Because all I’ve ever truly wanted for her is that she be happy and healthy and safe. And right now, as I’m writing this, I have a hard time believing she’s any of these things.

- Even Now, I still love her as much as I did a year ago, if not more.

i dont hold a grudge against my parents for the things they said about gay people when i was younger because they’ve both changed a lot and supported me immediately after i came out, but…… i really cant stress enough how deeply harmful it is for a gay child to grow up with parents who just assume their child is straight

it’s so so easy to see heterosexuality as the default and unwittingly disparage your children to their faces. it’s never YOUR kid that’s gay, it’s always your neighbor’s kid or your boss’ kid– when you’re ignorant and straight it’s easy to think that way. and i swear to god, my upbringing and my struggle to come to terms with being a lesbian could have been so much easier, soooo fucking different, if my parents had just every once in a while been aware enough to realize they might be talking to a gay child when they told me that: pretty gay women are a waste of beauty, gay relationships are something children shouldn’t be “exposed” to, gay people are “freaks,” and finally………… they’re glad their child isn’t gay because they wouldn’t want a loved one to have that burden.

and the thing is, overall, day-to-day, week-to-week my family was not overtly homophobic. those comments were spaced years apart, and usually gayness didn’t even come up in our household. but i fucking remember everything they said, every remark they made, because it made me panic and it made me deeply, deeply sad. i can forgive and move on from those moments, those pivotal moments when i was impressionable and vulnerable, but i can’t unhear anything that was said. and they can’t take any of it back. i have a great relationship with my parents now but that pain is still there, because that little 8 year old, 12 year old, 15 year old kid heard those things and absorbed them.

parents should always remember their kid is listening, and– SHOCK!– their kid isn’t necessarily straight!!!


About This Masterpost
Thicket’s Magical Masterpost

This is an interesting post for me to make because I do not regularly practice bindings. I have done them, but on rare occasions. There is a lot about bindings I want to talk about: binding relationships, binding enemies, and binding yourself. This is a scary post for me to write because bindings can be extremely powerful and extremely serious magic and I want to spend a lot of time talking about the dangers and the ramifications of bindings. Please do not take this post too lightly!

Bindings are dangerous because they stop the natural flow of energies. Nature has this down. Nature knows when it is time for energies to expand, contract, whither, grow, die, or spark in to new life. When you start fiddling with nature, shit can get messed up, fast.

Imagine a healthy relationship between two people. The astral cord that binds them together is natural! When they need space apart, the cord naturally grows longer and processes fewer energies. When they are close together, the cord draws them together and lets more energies through. When one person grows, the cord can naturally evolve to adapt and change to the new situation. And, when it is time for the relationship to die, it will wither and drop off in a healthy way that is natural for the mourning process of humans.

So one of these people is a witch! And the relationship is very close, and the cord is small and wide and letting through tons of energy. And this person says, hey, our relationship is going so swimmingly that I’d like to bind it so we can stay this way forever. So a binding is placed upon the relationship, turning it from malleable and natural to artificial steel. What happens?

Now the relationship can no longer naturally grow. When the two people naturally need healthy distance, the relationship has lost its ability to grow longer. The two people are kept close together and the flow of energy can never reduce when one person needs space. If one person naturally grows as a human, the binding can no longer evolve to accommodate that. Now the relationship is unnatural, brittle, and unable to change and grow. So when the relationship goes bad and one or both parties are ready to move on – they can’t. They are magically bound together. That relationship will never die no matter how badly both parties want to move on. The binding will keep you together, forever, no matter what. Stuck in an endless cycle of broken hearts and love that can never turn in to a true friendship. And when that binding eventually does break, it will happen with an explosion that permanently scars both of you.

Yeah, relationship bindings are a bad idea. I’ve only seen one person ever do it in a healthy manner, with his wife of many years, and he had a gentle and delicate touch. Otherwise, avoid it. I know you’re in love. I know that you want this person to stay in your life forever. Bindings are NOT the way to handle it. And I absolutely know what is going to happen: Someone will message me saying, “you don’t understand, I don’t care how damaged our relationship becomes, I need this person in my life forever regardless of how hard it becomes.” All I can say is, god bless Wisdom and best of luck to you.

I do not want people in my life if it is time for us to naturally separate. I do not know better than Nature. Neither do you. Leave relationship cords alone.

Binding enemies is different. You are not binding a relationship cord, you are binding a person themselves. Binding an enemy and binding yourself are very closely related. You can take a person and bind their thoughts, words, actions, and magical abilities. This is why binding and hexing are so closely intertwined: if you want to fuck someone up, what better way than to bind their magical abilities and their ability to realize what is going on? Bindings are no joke, they’re powerful shit.

If someone is coming after you, bind their ability to harm you. But think inception style. Is it better to take a nebulous statement like, “I bind your ability to harm me,” or is it better to go closer to the source and bind what causes them to harm you instead? My opinion is obvious, I’d rather go deeper and bind the source, not the symptoms. I will say this: healing your enemies can be powerful. I do not think we all need to do this, but if your enemy is lashing out because they are broken or damaged, you can majorly change the situation by performing a distance healing on them.

Anyway, back to bindings. You can bind any part of a person. You can bind their chakras, parts of their body, parts of their mind, or parts of their spirit. This does not all have to be malicious – can you imagine if you were able to bind intrusive thoughts from coming forward? A simple binding of an enemy is binding their ability to harm you and binding them from thinking of you in the first place.

Binding of an enemy can bring up ethical dilemmas. I know we’re all badasses, but how badly do you actually want to hurt a person in real life? I have some people in my life who truly deserve pain. I am sure you do, too. But it is my decision as a human being to limit the amount of damage I do to others. Before you start hexing, binding, doing whatever, sit yourself down and ask yourself truly how much darkness you want to spread around. Even if they deserve it.

And yeah, binding can be dark. It gets deep, it gets scary. That is my message for this post: binding is serious magic.

You can bind yourself. And that’s where I’m putting on the breaks. Don’t do it. A relationship binding, sure – best of luck, you idiot, if you want to bind your boyfriend to you. And no, I am not going to apologize for my choice of words. But binding yourself – nope. Don’t do it. It’s not best of luck, it’s not “good on you for trying out some magic even if it fucked you up.” DON’T BIND YOURSELF. I don’t give a fuck, don’t do it.

Let me explain why :)

Nature pretty much has your brain and body going good. Yeah we all have flaws, I’m sure nature would love it if I quit smoking and drinking sodas. I’m also bipolar. Can you fucking imagine the shit that would go down in my brain if I tried to bind my manic cycles from happening? I could end up in a mental hospital, or worse. Just the thought is creeping me out. I’ve fought possession by gods and demons, and I’d rather have another one of those assholes try to brainfuck me than bind my own mind.

To put it simply, you don’t know enough about your own mind to safely start fiddling around in there. Do healings, absolutely. Do magic to stabilize yourself, do magic to push things away or draw it in. Do not do a formal binding on yourself, ever. And if you’re at the level where you can see how it could work out in your favor, you are working at a higher level than this article is speaking about. I’m talking about you, young practitioner who has less than 5 years of hard experience under their belt. Don’t you fucking bind yourself.

I’m talking a lot about why bindings are a bad idea. So let’s talk about when they’re a good idea: when it’s time to get someone to change their shithead behavior towards you or others. But of course, more danger lies ahead.

Ever stuck a hyper dog in a cage? It’ll tear that cage up, and work itself up in to such a frenzy that it could actually hurt itself or you if it gets out. Bindings are the same way. Bind someone and they could flip the fuck out. Don’t tackle big cases if you are a newbie to magic. Don’t try to bind every abuser you meet, don’t try to bind someone when professional and legal help are needed. Go slowly, do what you can in the most careful way possible, and watch the effects of your binding carefully before taking other magical actions.

To bind someone from thinking of you, take a photo of them or draw a picture of them. Cut this photo or picture out so it’s just the little paper figure of a person. Take a large black or red ribbon. Glue one end of it to the heart chakra of the image. Take the thick ribbon and gently (not tightly) wrap it around the head of the person. Say,

You do not know me. You do not think of me. It is impossible for you to think of me.

Repeat this over and over until you have finished the length of ribbon you chose. Take a dab of glue and glue the end of the ribbon in place on the head of the person. Don’t use tons of glue, that’s way too symbolic. Just a little touch will do.

Keep this poppet in a safe place (even better, take the poppet and use it in a banishing spell to get them out of your life for good).

To bind someone from taking action, take a paper representation of them and pop it in the freezer. If that won’t work, weigh it down with heavy rocks. Say,

I freeze your actions. I freeze your ability to move. You cannot move, you cannot act when it comes to [this situation].


I weigh you down. I bind your ability to move. You cannot move, you cannot act when it comes to [this situation].

Keep the poppet in place until the situation is over with, then undo the binding.

When disposing of a poppet, put your right hand over it. Say, “I release this paper [clay/dough/wax/cloth] poppet from its magical duties. It no longer represents [person].” Throw it away in the trash.

Or, for a particularly nasty banishing, don’t undo the poppet and throw it away in your outside trash anyway.

Breaking bindings is easy. If you come across an unnatural binding and you feel it is your job to undo it, take a pair of good scissors and some string. Bless the string as what it represents – the binding of so and so to such and such. Then simply meditate until you are “there” magically, and snip the thread in half. It should feel like a powerful and significant moment. This can undo magical bindings, and it can also undo nature’s bindings (such as if you want to sneakily make two people break up).

This is a shorter post than I intended. I suppose this is all I feel comfortable sharing. If you have a binding problem, please get in touch with me:


“As someone who wants to create my own cartoons when I grow up, it upsets me when people brush off animation as being just for kids. Animation is so much more powerful than that. Reading the confessions on this blog from people of all ages about how much Disney movies and shows like Gravity Falls and Wander Over Yonder helped them and makes them happy pushes me to achieve my dream so that one day I can make something that inspires people as much as these shows inspired me.”