✶ for the ones who heal without holy water.

  • welcome to bitchcraft—

    witchcraft, but with a twist of bitch.
    a sacred sanctuary built for healing, magic, beauty, and peace.

    summoning the ancient wisdom of witches who came before us—
    the midwives, mystics, and heretics
    who were feared for their wisdom, hunted for their healing,
    and burned because their power terrified men.

    we combine their timeless spells with a modern twist:
    the unapologetic rebellion of your villain era.
    this grimoire isn’t a battleground; it’s a love letter.
    to your scars. to your resilience. to your magic.

    you made it out.
    you’re still here.
    and you’re sacred as fuck.

    this is the healing side of the war.

welcome to her era of bitchcraft.

mother. menace. myth in motion.

✶ 1. survival is sacred.

you don’t need to be soft to be spiritual.
if you made it through what tried to kill you, that’s a ritual in itself.
your pain isn’t your identity—but it’s part of your magic.

✶ 2. beauty is a spell.

lip gloss is armor.
tattoos are scripture.
how you adorn yourself is how you claim space in a world that told you not to take up any.

✶ 3. rage is ritual.

you’re allowed to be angry.
curse if you must.
hex if you have to.
channel that heat into something holy.

✶ 4. boundaries are protection spells.

no is a full sentence.
the block button is a modern warding charm.
not everyone deserves access to your energy. cut the cord. protect the perimeter.

✶ 5. healing doesn’t mean returning to who you were.

we don’t go back.
we become something sharper, wiser, more powerful.
the healed version of you is not here to be palatable. she’s here to be untouchable.

✶ 6. your intuition is law.

no priest, no partner, no system outranks your gut.
if it feels wrong, it is.
if it feels right, do it louder.

✶ 7. community is coven.

surround yourself with those who get it.
who don’t flinch when you speak your truth.
who light candles beside you when the world goes dark.

✶ 8. your story is your spellbook.

write it down.
every wound, every win, every warning.
this is the gospel according to the girl who survived.
and she doesn’t need permission to speak.

🔮 terms & conditions of the hexed + healed


✶ open the spellbook.

not all spells are cute.
some are curses. some are closure.
some are just the truth you couldn’t say out loud until now.

click to enter the archive.
rituals, banishments, protection spells, grief work.
every word is a wound transmuted.

this isn’t fiction.
this is how we survive.

✨ tap in.

✶ pick a card, bitch.

the future’s not fixed.
but your power? that’s non-negotiable.

this deck doesn’t predict love.
it calls out your patterns, mirrors your rage,
and maybe whispers a little revenge.

bad bitch tarot isn’t about answers—
it’s about audacity.

click to pull.

✶ where the fear began.

they weren’t evil. they were inconvenient.
midwives, healers, widows, girls who didn’t shut up when told.
they called it witchcraft.
but really—it was just power.
and the world’s always been afraid of women with too much of that.

this is the history they tried to erase.
the holy lineage of the unbothered, the hunted, the still-standing.
read it like scripture.
remember it like blood.

powered by rage, glitter, and ancestral approval.