study moods: witch edition
light witch: it’s early morning and the sun has yet to rise but the birds are singing // skimming your class notes / completing practice math problems / getting ready for a lab / something that makes you feel calm and ready for the rest of the day // a cup of jasmine or green tea / or maybe something light and herbal / something that tastes like happiness and waves crashing on a faraway beach // classical music in the background / a composer you’ve yet to listen to / or a symphony you particularly like // glamours and charms woven into your morning routine / blessings for energy and light // pulling energy from the world around you / shining with curiosity and passion / a light that cannot be put out
dark witch: it’s late at night but you’re not tired // writing an essay / reading a novel / something that makes you feel powerful / like you are a witch / and these words are the spells you spin // a cup of herbal tea / something you haven’t had before / it tastes fancy / and it smells amazing // music playing as you work / lana del ray / halsey / florence + the machine / something dark and witchy // sigils scribbled on the margins of your notes // a spell for focus and power // knowledge is power / this is knowledge / this is your power
kitchen witch: sitting crosslegged on the kitchen floor / enjoying the heavenly smell of rising bread / doing homework while you wait for it to be done so you can take it out of the oven // snacking on mini muffins and brushing stray crumbs off of your papers // the radio is turned on low / playing something cheery and warm / a little folk band you’ve never heard of // baking good intentions and love into your loaves of bread / scratching sigils into your pie crust before you put it in the oven / black tea makes a delicious potion for energy / peppermint for clarity / green tea for focus // staying nourished and warm because you need fuel to keep going / and trust me / you’re going to go so very far
ancient witch: collecting books for research deep within the stacks of a massive library / poring over texts in your target language / open books scattered around you / dictionaries and thesauruses and linguistic theories and more words than you could ever wrap your head around // you’re not sure how much time has passed / this part of the library is quiet / and you haven’t seen anybody else in a very long time // no music / no food / just you / your books / and a notebook full of scribbled phrases // there is something inherently magical about these words / they roll off of your tongue like they meant for spellwork // and as you scribble enchantments in the margins of your journal / you can almost hear the voices of the witches who came before you / and you are not alone / you have never been alone / not really
modern witch: your hands flying over a keyboard / working on the code for that computer science project you never got around to / drilling flashcards during your morning commute / typing up notes on your phone after a class // sugar-free bubblegum and an energy drink from your local bodega // headphones blasting / music on shuffle / something that sounds less like a song and more like screaming to a beat / some tracks by your favorite rapper / maybe even witch house, if you’re looking for a change // muttering hexes under your breath at the boy who tried cheating off of you during your last exam / messaging your friends who are into divination, checking to see if they think a pop quiz is coming up / drawing energy from the world around you / the city is a whirlwind of thoughts and minds and dreams and it has so much to give / you are humming with energy / it rushes through your veins and powers you forward / you are alive
