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”i am afraid the stitch witches have consumed someone else last evening. all hell broke loose, and then it was quiet once they had perpetrated their evil”

”i did not dare mention what or who the murderers could be. i did not know if she knew about the lore of the three who lived in the woods, the three who have lived beyond death”

”that’s why you need a witch in your life. you have to body bond your acc-sex-ories”
“body bond?”
“it’s a type of sex magic. you magically link the strap-on to your…”

educational purposes only 💋

”as the last of the ghostly residue bleeds from me into the earth, i pull more magic, funneling it through me for a final deep clean. i press magic into the ground, supporting the earth’s natural ability to neutralize spiritual waste”

”cats over children. magic over men. sisterhood over society”

”the black cat ran up from behind them, took one grave look at the motionless feline body, and flew out the window”

”a black cat leapt upon the altar and buried its face inside the chalice. stunned by the spectacle, we looked on as father reinhold coughed and the creature drank his most precious blood”

”the halloween children are EVERYWHERE”

”black cats in the shadows. mist over a bright moon. the distant howl of a wolf. the rustle of dry leaves. bare tree limbs stretched like skeleton arms. kids with ghost and pirate and princess and witch costumes. pillowcases stuffed with candy, and no dreams of a stomachache the following morning”

”it’s been two fucking weeks and we haven’t killed anyone”
“we’ll pop our salem cherries tonight… i promise”

originally was going to read this last year. finally popping my salem 🍒

”i could smell october. i always associated it with the dreadful things; with blood and death”

”two blue, beautiful eyeballs falling, one after the other, right into my little lap”

”i don’t hesitate. i pluck one eye after the other, shoving them greedily into my mouth. i mash them into a pulp, teeth gnashing feeling each clump slide down my throat”

”i wondered if this was what being a real human was: accepting you were pieces of other people too. the people you loved and the people you hurt”

”the pastry was crisp. buttery. the meat was tender and we ate every single piece of him in just one day. we feasted. you licked the plate clean. and you loved it. i formed you, little one. with my own flesh, i formed you in my womb. we’re made of the same cloth. you feel this hunger the same way i do”

”the absence of love had spoilt something in their souls and mind. our love was rotten, but still looking for the burning it craved; for anything to revive the embers that had gone out long ago”

”the goddess of femininity is cruel to mature women, crushing our brittle bones in her silken, youthful grip. as a girl, when you grow up, you become delectable. as a woman, you grow old, you turn into immaterial”

”i’ll never understand people choosing to eat soulless foods—monsters all, say i, the cannibal”

”it’s such an intimate thing, to witness another’s death. orgasms are a dime a dozen. any old human woman can see a man orgasm. we so rarely get to see them die; it has been my greatest gift and my most divine privilege. there was blood, a lot of blood, such great black-red sprays of blood in the firelight”