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light-lanterne · 6 months

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navigating across morbid accounts, i encountered the most harrowing of stories which i have now turned into a small fic concept for day 2 of @bylerween2023

tw // body horror, gore, disturbing imagery, illness and death - - - - - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - ☽ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - dear @foodiewithdahoodie, forgive me for tagging you unprompted but i believe you will find this as absolutely fascinating as it is disturbing.

in 1927, a man called ebenezer byers suffered a fall that left him with constant pain in his arm. advised by his physician, he then began taking a medication called radithor, a supposed endocrine system stimulant that helped ebenezer feel energised. healthier. no longer in any pain.

he took the radithor, often consuming multiple doses a day until —three years later and after 1400 doses— he noticed he could no longer feel any effects from the medication.

so he stopped, became ill and, eventually, died. over the course of a year and a half, ebenezer lost a ton of weight, had headaches, his teeth fell out, his lower jaw became so deformed it had to be removed so he could be fed. his bones began to disintegrate. his skull became riddled with holes.

he passed away in 1932 to what was then denominated "radiation poisoning" (later specified as various cancers), which he acquired from his high intake of radithor, a solution of radium in water manufactured by a college dropout who pretended to be a licensed doctor. unfortunately, this man would go on to die from cancer himself many years later, after creating several other radioactive products, never being punished or prosecuted for knowingly endangering people with his "cures".

and that is the tale of ebenezer byers.

,,,so, and because of the implication that the upside down is radioactive in some way,,,

byler au where the party —and will in particular— start spending more and more time in the upside down as they continue their fight against vecna. multiple years go past and will doesn't know if it's just him, but as time goes on, all the negative side effects the upside down used to have on him stop affecting him and, instead, the longer he's in there, the stronger and healthier he feels.

so he begins asking to go down there more often. joins any mission the party needs to get done. hangs out by the closest gate whenever the others decide he should stay in the rightside up instead. he becomes almost addicted to the way the toxic atmosphere makes him feel to the point that, when the group finally defeats vecna and manages to close the gate, he has to hide his sadness and disappointment from the others.

but he moves on, and life goes on and soon enough, things start feeling normal again.

,,,that is, until will starts feeling sick. weak. his skin begins to peel off. he wakes up every day with one more missing tooth and blood all over his mouth and under his nails. his hair falls out in chunks. his eyes, bloodshot, begin looking more and more deranged as he comes to understand what is happening to him and, perhaps more importantly, as he realises that there is nothing he can do to stop or change this anymore.

after all, it's not like he can open up a gate into the upside down once more, right ?

maybe. maybe not. he tried to hide it from everyone, but of course mike noticed and, loving as he is, mike offers to help, desperate to save will because he is not losing him after everything they've gone through.

thus begins a little game of mutual deception:

on one side, the perishing, almost-zombie-looking will accepts to look for a cure with sweet, naive, innocent mike, subtly trying to manipulate him into helping him open the gates once more because will needs the upside down. desperately. not to live but because he misses it and how it makes him feel.

and on the other hand, the always-determined mike, who's being so kind and loving and diligent in his search for a cure. who is absolutely fed up with humanity after how much pain the entire party had to go through because evil men who didn't care about any of their lives —specially will's.

mike, who is secretly working on a way to open a way back into the upside down because he doesn't care who lives or dies anymore as long as will —who's too kind to wish harm on anyone, hence why it's a secret— gets to survive.

- the end -

(below is a photo of ebenezer for reference. be aware, it is highly unsettling and saddening. also, i looked it up and apparently @henrysglock has a whole theory about the possible implications ebenezer byers' story might have on the stranger things plot. be sure to give it a read)

#🪦#🎃#✨#🧸#byler #byler fanfic #byler fanfiction #bylerween2023 #will byers #mike wheeler #walpurgis hexes #dark byler agenda #w // gore #w // body horror #w // death mentions #w // disturbing imagery

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schorschidk · 1 year

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Walle, walle Hexenkralle - heute greift sie um sich. Reiseland Harz wünscht allen eine tolle Walpurgisfeier/Walpurgisnacht 2022. #Harz #ReiselandHarz #Walpurgis #Walpurgisnacht #Walpurgisnight #Veranstaltung #30April #Hexe #Teufel https://www.instagram.com/p/Cc9mlfuKs4D/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#harz #reiselandharz #walpurgis #walpurgisnacht #walpurgisnight #veranstaltung #30april #hexe #teufel

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cherryslyce · 1 year

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Holding Hands With Shadows | Tom Riddle

Synopsis: Being the Minister of Magic was not easy for Tom, but you are always there to keep chaos from erupting. OR, you are Tom's assistant and the babysitter of the group and Tom finally confesses.

Pairing: Tom Riddle x Reader

Notes: Not canon compliant (sane!Tom, no Voldemort), Abraxas keeps insulting orphans, Y/N is tired (Knights of Walpurgis? More like Kids of Walpurgis)

You could almost feel the grey hairs sprouting from your head, and not even in a fun, attractive way either. It was a wonder you hadn't even thought about drafting up your letter of resignation until right now.

"Abraxas, you may not buy out that land to raise your peacocks. The Department of Care for Magical Children plan to use it for future projects."

Tom shoots you an amused look from across the room, lips quirked up into a smirk at your exasperated tone. The infuriating man was leaning back in his armchair, far too at ease, as you tried to restrain yourself from slamming your head through the table.

"Frankly, that just seems like a waste of good resources. I mean why do they need it so bad? Could they not just simply find another plot? After all, these children grew up in austere conditions, so they won't even miss it."

"Abraxas."

"Yes?"

"Get out."

"Excuse--"

"Now. Please."

The man looks over to his best friend for help, but Tom simply shrugs as if conceding that you were the one in charge.

"Fine. However, this conversation is far from over. I will see you both tonight, yes?"

"Of course. Safe travels, and please send Lady Malfoy my regards."

The man sends you a pleased nod before twirling on his heels, his cloak billowing dramatically. The door clicks shut behind him just as you drop your face into your hands.

"Stressed, darling?"

You huff and rub your forehead before answering with more bite than intended, "Perfectly fine".

The insufferable man, as unbothered as always, lets out a noise of amusement before slowly striding towards your desk. You slowly raise your head as his shadow falls over you, eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"Anything I can do to help?"

"Yeah, fire off your best hex at me and put me out of my misery."

"Abraxas‘ dramatics has rubbed off on you, my love."

The pet name sends a shiver down your spine and you try your hardest to school your expression. You had grown up with Tom at the orphanage, which basically made you his closest confidant, friend, and ally. At times it felt like you were a breathing, judgmental diary to him.

You were privy to all that was bad and ugly in his life, so it was only right that you were by his side when he rose to power and suddenly had access to all the material goods in the world.

And to him--whatever he had, you had by extension.

Of course, you fought tooth and nail to get to where you were now, rebuking any effort Tom made to give you preferential treatment.

Everything would be fine if it weren't for your affections toward him. Growing up, he never expressed interest in pursuing a romantic relationship, he had only ever wanted to subvert the stereotypes and malice aimed at the both of you during your years at Hogwarts.

The closest thing to romance that you could associate Tom with was when he wooed Druella Rosier in sixth year with his signature smile and a kiss to her hand in order to siphon information about her father from her.

The poor girl was an inconsolable lump of misery after Tom got what he needed and tossed her aside like a used handkerchief.

Tom's always been romantically inept like that.

Your spiral of reminiscing didn't cease, not even when you and Tom showed up to Malfoy Manor for their annual ball later that night.

When would it be socially acceptable to turn tail and run?

"Assistant L/N! What a pleasure it is! Is the minister trekking about nearby?"

You spin from looking out the window and come face to face with an older man who you recognized from around the Department of Magical Games and Sports.

His vest hugged him tightly and only served to accentuate his red, puffy face.

Was he about to hit on you or try and kiss your ass so he could get acquainted with Tom?

Merlin. Did you have enough in your savings to retire yet?

"Good evening. I believe Tom is busy discussing foreign deals with Lord Greengrass."

"Ah yes, Cyrus Greengrass is quite ingenious. You and Minister Riddle were friends with him during school, yes?"

Your lip twitched at how casual he was addressing Cyrus. Cyrus would be disconcerted by the man's informality, but Abraxas would surely become vexed on his friend's behalf if he heard.

"Yes. We are childhood friends I suppose."

"Wonderful! Well I was coming to you because I'm sure you're aware that the rules for Quidditch are being tossed into the air. The Ministro di Magia in Italy is trying to--"

You started tuning him out and looked around the room for one of your friends, starting to sweat in the formal wear you had on.

Luckily, Tom caught your eye. Unfortunately, he had somehow rounded up all of your friends and they were all looking quite entertained at your expense.

"Sorry sir. If you'll excuse me, it seems that the Minister is in need of me."

Without waiting for a response, you chugged what was left in your champagne flute before practically stomping over to the circle of men.

As you neared, Tom stepped out to welcome you, encircling a hand around your waist like it was the most casual thing in the world.

"Good evening boys. Thank you for throwing me out to the wolves."

"Y/N! So I assume this would be a bad time to try and renegotiate the land you're throwing away to those orphans."

Bloody hell, he was forgetting that he was saying that in front of two orphans.

Without answering Abraxas, you turned to Tom and let out a sigh, "I'm handing in my letter of resignation tomorrow, I promise it".

The hand around your waist tightened ever so slightly and you ignored the amused looks your friends sent each other, having picked up on your little school girl crush on Tom eons ago.

Damn them.

"Now, now, don't make hasty decisions. I could simply smite Abraxas‘ peacocks and the problem would be solved."

Abraxas let out an undignified noise while Parkinson and Bulstrode snorted into their drinks. Cyrus patted Abraxas‘ shoulder in feign pity, but he knew that Tom would likely make good on his threat if you asked him to.

"I hate you all. How is it that even after all these years, I still feel like an underpaid, underappreciated nanny."

Abraxas looked offended at your words and quickly reassured you, "We love you though. Underpaid, yes. Underappreciated? Never."

Your banter with the group went on for a while longer and as the night started coming to a close, Tom steered you away from peering eyes and towards a vacant balcony.

"Are you alright, darling?"

You only nodded tiredly to the man, leaning your elbows on the railing. You rubbed your eyes as you could sense the man behind you shifting in uncertainty (which was so uncharacteristic of him that you had half the mind to pull out your wand and threaten him to tell you where the real Tom was).

A few beats of peaceful silence pass before you're jumping up at the feeling of hands coming to hug your waist, a hard chest pressing against your back.

"Tom--?"

His chin gently rested atop of your shoulder, loosening his grip slightly to give you the opportunity to push him away.

"Are you unusually more clueless nowadays or are you purposely torturing me?"

"You're going to have to elaborate. Did you accidentally kill someone or do something I would disapprove of? This affection is quite sudden."

"But you don't hate it. Quite the contrary."

"That confidence of yours is going to get you into trouble one day."

"If it's you, I don't mind the trouble."

You don't bother responding, but your silence was satisfactory enough for him.

Clearing your throat, you awkwardly move your hands to rest atop of his, patting them gently.

It felt like the world spun on its head and was reborn anew before Tom spoke again, "Marry me."

His words threw you for a loop and you sputtered a choked, "What?"

"Marry me. I mean we're practically married anyway. You flounder around and make sure the boys are okay, and I rein them in so they don't blow up the country and make me lose face."

"Yes. We are a true dynamic duo."

Your dry response has his chest rumbling in contained laughter, tilting his head and gently knocking it against your cheek.

"We're the parents of the group, haven't you noticed? Abraxas asked me a few days ago if we would end their suffering and ours by just wedding each other."

"I was not aware we were even dating."

"Dating--being partners-- would not even come close to what we are. Don't you feel the same? We are in sync in everything we do. Even hundreds of miles apart, I breathe as you breathe, my heart beats in rhythm with yours, my mind does not simply revolve around you--it is completely infused with your every essence. It is a wonder we aren't already married with three cats."

"Three cats," Tom despised cats, "But...yes, I feel the same. You know I do. I thought that...well, I thought you weren't interested in romance."

"I am interested in pursuing anything and everything with you. Only you. If you'll have me, of course."

Your laughter comes out wet and heavy, filled with relief and disbelief. You turn your gaze upward and watch as the stars blink down on you, permeated across the sky the same way love begins to flow through your veins.

"It was always you, Tom. Thank you for telling me."

Tom pulls back briefly before gently turning you around to face him.

He leans down and nuzzles his nose against yours, eyes conveying a tender emotion that you've never seen until now. But now you knew, every time in the past when his eyes flickered across your face and softened, it was out of love.

"Tell me you'll marry me."

You don't give him a verbal response, but as you press your lips to his, he knows that domesticity together is all the both of you have ever needed.

"Tom...does this mean we have to make Abraxas the best man now?"

"Don't be silly, he'll give us no choice in the matter."

(And give them no choice, he did)

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#tom riddle #tom marvolo riddle #tom riddle x reader #tom riddle x you #tom riddle imagine #harry potter #harry potter series #harry potter imagine #tom riddle fluff #knights of walpurgis #pureblood society #abraxas malfoy

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odditiesnoctobermidnightroad · 1 year

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The readying dawn brings souls to lite,

For Witches , this blessed Hexing-Night-

Happy Witches Night/Walpurgis Night/May Day Eve and also happy birthday to Mouse (the character).

#oddities in october #mouse the witching cat #mouse #oddity art #black cat #walpurgisnacht #walpurgis night #beltane #witchblr #book sale #kids book #book release

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regulusacturusblackk · 1 year

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( Timothee Chalamet, Twenty, Cis Man - He / Him ) hey, is that REGULUS BLACK wandering the halls without a companion? the FIFTH YEAR is getting bold. and here I thought the SLYTHERIN was always more astute, courteous, & level-headed. but then they are also known to be secretive, haughty, & vengeful, so maybe that makes sense. these hard times are enough to change anybody, I suppose. and did you hear people are saying they’re in THE KNIGHTS? rumors fly when people are cooped up. here, I’ll show you — REGULUS always reminded me of foggy mornings, sly smiles, the scent of old parchment, spilt wine, stepping into a dark-wooded home, bitter laughter, the sensation of emptiness when you’re alone after spending the day with your favorite person, blackberry winters, and being woken up in the middle of the night by a thunderstorm shaking the house. and I’ve heard HE IS PLANNING TO MURDER HIS PARENTS IN COLD BLOOD. let’s hope the PUREBLOOD doesn’t get attacked by the beast. or let’s at least hope that rumor doesn’t get back to them before they do. ( Nimue, twenty-four, Mountain, She / Her )

DETAILS

Birthday: October 25th (Scorpio)

Family: Mother is Walburga. Father is Orion. Brother is Sirius. Innumerable cousins.

Boggart: Walburga with a wicked-looking wand in her hand.

Patronus: Non-corporeal.

Amortentia: Earl Grey tea, mountain air, amber perfume, the Ancient Runes classroom, herbal apothecaries.

Wand: Blackthorn, dragon heartstring, eleven inches, reasonably supple.

HEADCANONS (TW: Child abuse)

One: Regulus is not easily driven to violence, but somewhere around the age of seventeen, he decided that he was going to murder his parents one day. It wasn’t like they were trying very hard not to murder him; one of Walburga’s stray hexes had sliced open his collarbone, and if he hadn’t tried to dodge the spell, she probably would’ve slit his throat. As soon as he figures out how to get away with murder, he is going to do so. He has no idea how this became public knowledge.

Two: Initially, he joined the Knights of Walpurgis to please his parents. As time went on, he realised that he has less in common with the group than he previously thought. Even so, he has little desire and incentive to leave, seeing as he adores the Dark Arts and feeling like he has some semblance of control over his life.

Three: Regulus's secret sore spot is Sirius. Nothing can rile him up or toss him into the undertow of a nasty mood like his brother. That being said, the only person he will tolerate calling him Reg or Reggie is Sirius... It’s a complicated relationship.

#petrifyintro

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dreamsofalife · 5 days

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I have to make plans for Friday, it's both Walpurgis Night and Hex Night, and while I'm not much for saints and stuff, I also wanna keep curses and bad spirits away from the house.

#a song of endless wonder (ic status)

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artsculturevienna · 3 years

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Teresa FEODOROWNA RIES (1874-1956) "Witch Doing Her Toilette on Walpurgis Night," (1895) Marble (parts damaged) - WIEN MUSEUM First exhibited at Vienna’s Künstlerhaus in 1896 it was a scandal, the witch derided “atrocious,” tasteless” and a “grotesque apparition”. But the Emperor Franz Joseph and Gustav Klimt admired the marble sculpture of Feodorowna Ries an this was the beginning of her career. “Hexe bei der Toilette für die Walpurgisnacht” (1895) Marmor (teilweise beschädigt) - WIEN MUSEUM Zum ersten Mal im Wiener Künstlerhaus 1896 gezeigt, war es ein Skandal und die “Hexe” wurde als “abscheulich”, “geschmacklos” und als “groteske Erscheinung” verspottet. Doch Kaiser Franz Joseph und Gustav Klimt bewunderten die Marmor-Skulptur von Feodorowna Ries und der Skandal war der Beginn Ihrer Karriere.

#feodorowna #vienna 1900 #wien 1900 #vienna secession #wiener secession #gustav klimt #franz joseph #sculpture #marble #feodorowna ries #jugendstil #art nouveau #witch #hexe #walpurgis night #walpurgisnacht #Вена

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rosesareredandtheskyisthelimit · 3 years

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#wicca #witch #walpurgis #walpurgisnacht #hexensabbat #30. april #01. mai #30.04.#01.05.#tanz in den mai #maifeiertag #hexe #hexen #teufel #witches #bell book and candle #beltane

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girlgrowingwings · 4 years

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Happy Walpurgisnacht 2020🌓🔮✨

#walpurgis night #walpurgisnacht #witch #hexe #energy #beltane

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deutscheheilpraktikerschulefulda · 5 years

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#walpurgisnacht 🧙‍♀️ Ja, am Brocken da treffen sie sich zur Walpurgisnacht - die Hexen und anderen Kreaturen. Eine wirklich tolle Veranstaltung mit super netten Leuten und einer außergewöhnlichen Atmosphäre. Ich glaube wir fahren nächstes Jahr wieder zur „Hexennacht“ nach Schierke im #harz. Ist absolut zu empfehlen. . . . . . . . #kräuterhexe #deutschlandshexen #witchystuff #mittelalterfestival #hexen #walpurgis #witch #hexe #hexennacht #vanlifegermany #vanlifeeurope #celticwitch #hexentanzplatz #hexentanz #mittelalter #mittelalterfest #mittelaltermarkt #bibiblocksberg #gothiclife #faun #medieval #dreadz #dreadslove #walpurgis #girlswithdreads #dreadstyle #wikinger #magisch (hier: Stadt Schierke Am Brocken) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bw65UUWHZUM/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1pk8mj8j7fzpp

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an-undercover-bi · 2 years

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I know I need to probably step in and do this other member of my group project’s part for her, but damn it tomorrow is Pálení Čarodějnice and I WILL be making my kompot, having my fucking fire, burning an effigy, doing s’mores, and otherwise having a good time.

#this year sucks I’m not letting this stop me fuck that noise #pálení čarodějnice #walpurgisnacht #walpurgis night #it’s happening #it’s a new moon tomorrow it was meant to be #let’s cleanse the fuck out of this shit #my house is gonna be so clean of bad energies and warded out the wazoo you don’t even know #also as a treat I used the last of my Amazon gift cards to order the Nintendo switch sports so I can play my fake tennis like I wanna #I will have fun damn it #also witch friends please do not worry no real witches are burned here (I’d have to throw myself on the pyre ;). )#but I will be burning the letter my ex/former BFF wrote me awhile back that was just her complaining #figured it’ll be cathartic #(I’ll be removing her name and my name with scissors to avoid an accidental hex just in case haha)#not that there’s anything wrong with a little baneful magic #just not my thing #I also want to make some fruit knedlíky since we have plums #but !!!! I haven’t had kompot in almost a year!!!#it is TIME!!

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light-lanterne · 9 months

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so, i can't figure out what to do for day 7 of bylerween yet, but other than that i think i have a firm grasp on my plans for the event ! in lieu of spoiling any of my stories, please allow me to share a list of alternate tropes i have chosen to write about:

day 1 — miwi

day 2 — fantasy au

day 3 — historical au

day 4 — modern au

day 5 — canon divergence

day 6 — cleradin

(for day 7 i might do canon compliant stuff, but again, i'm undecided >.< )

as i've mentioned before, all of my stories for the actual event will be focused on dark and horror themes and topics, and i'm going to take the list of warnings the mods shared and make a bingo card with those for myself (to try to implement as many of these as i can) :]

in the time before the event, i'll also be sharing small, fluffy prompts once a week to hopefully inspire your creativity ~! from now on, i shall be tagging those as "samhain alms"; feel free to build upon them if you so desire !!

my writing shenanigans aside, i can not encourage you more to partake in this event. there are so many themes to pick from and the mods are doing so much to make this fun for everyone. be it through stories, artwork, edits, moodboard, playlists, gifs or simply by engaging with the fanworks created by others, please consider joining in so we can have the best time this halloween ~ :]

anyway, that'll be it from me. take care !! stay spooky ~ :D

- - - - - - bylerween - - - - - - ☠️ guidelines 🕸️ themes 👻

#🌙#🎃#🧸#bylerween2023 #samhain alms #walpurgis hexes #hallowtide phantasms

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schorschidk · 1 year

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#harz #reiselandharz #walpurgis #walpurgisnacht #walpurgisnight #veranstaltung #30april #hexe #teufel

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breelandwalker · 2 years

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Secular Celebrations - Beltane

Beltane comes next, that little threshold holiday between late April and early May, the “spring fling” of our year. Mayday festivals have been around for centuries. Mentions of similar celebrations date back to the Roman Floralia and the Greek Maiouma, which is recorded as far back as the 2nd century BCE in the reign of Emperor Commodus. We also see similar festivals with things like bonfires, dancing, sweetheart rituals, and Maypoles all over Europe, and particularly in the British Isles. In some places, it’s connected with the Feast of St. Walpurgis (most notably the German Walpurgisnacht), and in others, it’s evolved into a kind of warm-weather romp that celebrates the month of May and the full flower of springtime. So there’s a lot of room for interpretation and a lot of activities to choose from if you’re celebrating this holiday as a secular witch.

The overarching theme of the day is definitely love. Love magic, sex magic, love divinations, marriage predictions, renewing of vows...it’s all there. There’s a reason besides the weather that May is the most popular month for weddings, and this might be part of it. So if you’re of a mind to work with any of that, DO IT. Cast spells to find love, attract a sweetheart, reconnect with your current partner, or if you’re single, maybe have a fling. Bring a little extra romance into your life. Just make sure you observe consent and common sense, and practice safe SEX as well as safe hex.

If you’re not interested in any of that, you can also work magic for self-love. Often in our conversations on love magic, we leave out that all-important relation with ourselves. Beltane is a great time to rediscover this. It can be a celebration of yourself and your own power and your own journey. Pamper yourself a bit. Have a home spa day, take a ritual bath, do whatever it is that makes you feel strong and gorgeous. Because spoiler alert - you ARE strong and gorgeous. A-bip-bip-bip...yes you are. Yes. You ARE. Even when you don’t feel like it, you’re an amazing person and the world is a better and more interesting place because you’re in it. So celebrate all the things you love about yourself - your mind, your creativity, your skills, and particularly your body, even if it’s uncooperative or a work in progress. Celebrate your strength and your ongoing metamorphosis into the person you want to be. Whether that journey is mental, emotional, spiritual, or physical, you are not the same person you were last year, and your progress deserves recognition.

Celebrate your communal and familial bonds as well. Connect with the people who make you feel loved and cherished and uplifted. If you can’t attend a party, maybe have a virtual game night or a socially-distanced movie marathon. If you’re working on coming out of your shell, this is a good time to maybe take a step in that direction, even if it’s just a small one.

This is a festival of flowers and fire, fertility and fun, so anything you want to do that involves any of those things would be appropriate. Have a bonfire, if you can do so safely, or light up some candles. Make flower crowns or garlands. Add greenery to your home decor. If you haven’t already planted your garden, or if your starter sprouts are ready and the final frost has passed, get them in the ground. Do some growth magic to help them along. Dress in something that makes you happy and comfortable. Put on your favorite music, dance around the house, and sing like you’re on your very own Broadway stage. Make your favorite foods, maybe experiment with making wine or beer or short mead if you’ve ever wanted to give that a shot. Make candied flowers or candied fruit peel.

Go on a picnic, if the weather allows it. If you’re partial to wildcrafting, gather wild herbs and flowers for your magic, always observing permission to harvest and best practices for your local ecosystem. That means whatever you want to pick, make sure you’re allowed to do so, whether on a spiritual level or on a practical one. Don’t go raiding state parks or your neighbor’s flower garden; you probably don’t have permission to take plants from these places. Take only what you need and don’t pick anything you can’t properly identify or anything that’s endangered. Make sure you label everything too; it saves time later and helps you remember what you’ve picked. I suggest bringing a pocket field guide to local flora to help you out. And while you’re out there, hug your favorite tree. If you have trees or shrubs on your property, decorate them with ribbons and streamers, give them a good drink of water, and thank them for all the oxygen. (Just make sure you take these decorations down and dispose of them properly before they become litter.)

Meditate on your passions. Think about your causes, all the things that put a fire in your belly. Think of what makes you feel happy and fierce and free. Rededicate yourself to the things that matter to you, whether in your witchy practices or your personal life, or the social and political causes that you feel most passionate about.

-from Hex Positive, Ep. 011 - Secular Celebrations (Nov 01, 2020)