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MochiPuchi Dangouo, or MochiPuchi Tsuchinoko

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[theirwolfbicanthrope]

honestly, I want to just study history and folklore for like, the rest of my life. is it a career? no, it's a hobby. I mean it could be a career if we lived in a better society.

my problem is...I have no discipline with studying and learning. unfortunately, as someone with ADHD who was forced to be homeschooled by parents who were not equipped to do it/did not actually want to do it, and 99.9999% of the time was left to my own devices to just, read the (conservative religious) schoolbooks and hold myself accountable...yeah.

got away with this because my memory was decent and I did read a lot and so often tested well until near the end and then just tested like, average. and then it was like 'well you're an adult so, there you go.'

and I really would like to change that, and study and learn. I'd like to do research. I'd like to write essays. but damn is it hard. I'm trying, because I want to get my GED this year, but I just suck at setting time aside for it and focusing on it. even though I want to! but old dog new tricks, I guess?

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[christowitch]

One of my bosses likes to randomly throw out religious folklore..

Today I was buying a dragon stuffie for my niece and he decided to go into the Bible lore of dragons

I responded with the lore that the elves and fae were the first children of Eve who she had not washed and tried to hide them from God and he turned them invisible and they and their generations after took to the trees and hills cursed to be “ The Hidden Ones”.

He was shooketh. He changed the subject to beetles that shoot chemicals like fire.

I love lore.

[dingodad]

trying to think about terezi re: kankri & rose in the seer maternal thoughts. i think there's something to be said about terezi being wholeheartedly in belief that her ancestor was a 100% loyal servant of the empire and feeling fucked up about her inability to live up to parts of that. for example, in her conversations with dave and about vriska.

but we know that redglare in fact WASN'T a 100% loyal servant to the empire- canonically, she was a member of the cult of the signless. of course, the nuances of redglare's affiliation with the cult are not entirely clear, but it is notable that she wore the pendant even as she was carrying out the empire's orders. this to me suggests that she did have at the very least very complicated feelings about the empire and her role in it.

we see this repeat later with latula in openbound. terezi feels as though latula is so cool and awesome, and as though she's failed at living up to her dancestor. we also know that a lot of latula's Cool Girl shtick is just her putting up a façade. this could be a repeat of those same ideas re: terezi feeling inadequate in comparison to her ancestor.

that said, i'm unsure if this is really comparable to kankri & rose's projection/overanalysis onto maternal figures (rose's being far more understandable than kankri's, in my mind). terezi is more falling for a façade than she is anything else, which i don't know if that's comparable. do you have any thoughts?

sorry, kept meaning to get back to this and then got distracted by the whole homestuck movie thing haha. this was regarding seers projecting intentions unto their mother figures, or otherwise "seeing what they want to see".

these facades are certainly a running theme for Terezi & her ancestor (as far as any one character or bloodline has a monopoly on the 'facade' lol), but to me that motif is far more comparable to Dave and his relationship with his brother. like you say, i don't know that our understanding of Redglare's motivations is really complete enough to claim with any confidence that being a fan of the Signless = being secretly rebellious, ESPECIALLY having just established that not even the Signless' own motivations were clear-cut. i think this speaks more to the complex relationship between the folkloric Knight and the code of honour he swears fealty to, again drawing comparisons to Dave and his ongoing struggles with knighthood and heroism; what makes a noble cause? is it better to exterminate pirates in the name of an evil empire or a benevolent religion?* what makes such an action "JUST"?

even Terezi's own aspirations toward justice are suspect; despite her insistence that her conflict with Vriska is strictly "BUS1N3SS L1K3!" (ha ha, yeah right), the entire anecdote revolves around reliving a glorified, long-gone past, where legislacerators "W3R3 D3PLOY3D THROUGHOUT TH3 G4L4XY TO 4PPR3H3ND CR1M1N4LS BY 4NY M34NS N3C3SS4RY" instead of "CONF1N3D TO STUFFY COURTBLOCKS". like the Signless', the sociopolitical motivations behind Terezi's actions are mostly a mask over more personal concerns; vague notions of right and wrong are secondary to the romantic, swashbuckling narrative Terezi has written for herself and Vriska. so i doubt whether or not Redglare was truly a "loyal servant" to anything ultimately factored into Terezi's Knight-roleplay.

all that being said, now that we've arrived at Redglare as a roleplay character: if Terezi does fit into this Seers' pattern of ascribing malevolent intentions - not failing to see through facades, but inventing their own misinterpretations outright - to significant (female) figures in their lives, I don't think hers is one of the more conventional maternal figures we might instinctively turn to. where the Seer's weakness is a debilitating blind spot in otherwise impeccable vision, Terezi's can only be Vriska, right?

the whole lead-up to their confrontation is characterised by moments like this, where despite all evidence to the contrary Terezi pins other villains' crimes on Vriska as part of her single-minded warpath toward hotblooded vengeance. though there are insinuations from Hussie that these moments were encouraged by psychic obfuscation on Gamzee's part, understanding how psychic powers tend to work within Homestuck we can really only conclude that he was taking advantage of a bias Terezi was already nursing deep within herself.

though maybe Terezi's dragon does factor into all of this too somehow. considering the the 'dragon' as a key symbolic component in any Knight's quest - and the way most of the lusii are more symbolic figures than anything - Vriska does essentially take on the role of dragon in Terezi's own imaginary quest, and dragons are intimately tied up in their ancestral feud (Vriska commands a dragon to blind Terezi, Redglare commands a dragon to blind Mindfang, Mindfang and Vriska face their own symbolic dragons in the form of His Honorable Tyranny and the spider lusus). but i'll put a pin in that for some other time

*I don't know that "evil empire" and "benevolent religion" are even being treated as distinct entities in Redglare's story, anyway; I've mentioned at least once before that Latula wearing a faux-cross while exterminating the gamblignants (at least symbolically a cultural minority) seems more than anything like a symbol of religion-as-empire. Again, in the heat of rivalry between the Pyrope and Serket clans, the actual reasons 'why' they go on these crusades become deliberately and irretrievably obscured.

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series masterlist 𖤓 folklore.

a collection of fics based off of the album folklore!

happy reading ᰔ

౨ৎ LOST IN THE MEMORY CL16 !

the sweetness of august had filled him with joy, the wine stained kisses you’d left him with creep into his daydreams leaving him starstruck, perhaps he was cruel to give you pain when all you gave him was happiness.

౨ৎ IF MY WISHES CAME TRUE MV01 !

he smiles when he talks about it now, his greatest love, his favourite love, he thinks, no, he knows the greatest loves of all time are over now, because you were the greatest one.

౨ৎ HEARTBEAT ON THE HIGH LINE CS55 !

he holds you close to him as he cries, memories of kisses in his car and drunkenly dancing under streetlights flashing through him, he begs for forgiveness, desperately trying to change the ending to what he believes is his forever.

౨ৎ BALANCING ON BREAKING BRANCHES MV01 !

five months later and he sees you standing with anothers arms around your body, he’d never learned to read your mind, but he knows the joke isn’t funny, and he knows he’d still get his knuckles bloody for you.

౨ৎ DWINDLING MERCURIAL HIGH CS55 !

nothing pulled from secrets was ever good, you knew that, but he was everything, he kissed you till you were dizzy, pushing himself so deep into your brain, your heart, and your mind, erasing the fact that he wasn’t truly yours from both your heads.

౨ৎ BROKEN COBBLESTONES LN4 !

he remembers when it all went wrong, the stuffy gala and you dancing, glowing under everyone’s eyes beautifully, he should have stayed and pulled you to him, he should have smiled hard at you. he shouldn’t have ever gotten into that car with her, he shouldn’t have ever continued doing the same for the rest of the summer.

౨ৎ THREAD OF GOLD PG10 !

it was rather clichéd now that he thought about it, believing he’d meet his somebody at his favourite childhood park, but he smiles when he shows you around the park, unbeknownst to the invisible string that had tethered the two of you to the same park years ago.

౨ৎ TALLEST TIPTOES CS55 !

he spins you around and watches you shimmer in the dark, enrapturing everyone, he hopes you know how much you mean to him, he hopes you know he’s trying everything to keep you looking at him like you always do, and you hope he knows you shine just for him

౨ৎ FLASHBACK IN A FILM REEL CL16 !

he doesn’t quite know what to say, but he’s here on your doorway, all his regrets caging him in from the inside, following his fears, and bleeding into an open wound, that only you can heal.

love note ᰔ hii, im super excited for this series and can’t wait to get started with this! folklore is my favourite album for sure and i love the angst that’s gonna come from this!! please excuse the shitty summaries, i tried to be poetic and i think i achieved it on some level but meh? it’s once again exam season so i will take my time with this, but i hope you enjoy!! xoxo

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The Writers' Series

Who wrote you, based on your aesthetic?

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Oscar Wilde

"You can never be overdressed or overeducated."

Irregular sleep schedule

Sprawling on a sofa quoting poets long gone

The forbidden sweetness of guilty pleasures

The gently whispered name of a lover

Losing oneself to sensations and feelings

Writes poems for their lovers

Dressing up only for the pleasure of doing so

That dizzy feeling of late night adventures

Procrastination and unsent letters

An old silver framed broken mirror and forgotten withered roses

Sitting alone late at night. The thick, stuffy air in the room is making you dizzy and dulls your senses

Virginia Woolf

"How many times have people used a pen or a paintbrush because they couldn't pull the trigger?"

The soft first autumn breeze

Spending winter afternoons in hidden library corners

Taking long walks along the riverbank in the early afternoon

Gives good advice but doesn't follow it

Scented candles and gentle nostalgia

The furious, quiet calmness of the ocean before a storm

Orange blossoms and sea salt

The texture of paper under your fingertips and the sound of chirping from outside the window

Wants to change the world one word at a time

Never forgives, never forgets

Reads poems in the golden afternoon light

Romantic but won't talk about their feelings

William Shakespeare

"The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves."

Wine stains on victorian shirts

The sound of footsteps on marble floors

Scribbling random Latin sentences in other people's notebooks

Dark, alluring, and a little bit occult

Writes poems on random scraps of paper and then forgets about them

The line between dreams and reality starting to blur

Loud, contagious laugh

Sword fights back stage

A lone flickering candle in the night

Laughs and cries at the same time when overwhelmed with emotion

Believes in the power of the unsettling and the forbidden

Sprawls on any available surface just to read tragedies and drink wine

Mary Shelley

"When I looked around, I saw and heard of none like me. Was I then a monster?"

The sound of your heart beating in your ears when waking up from a nightmare

Anatomy and science illustrations

Equations and formulas scribbled everywhere

The touch of cold metal on warm skin

The clap of thunder and insistent drumming of heavy rain on the windowpanes

The muffled sound of cracking thunder from outside

Organized shelves and absentminded humming

Cold gravity and solemn silences

The cold shudder of realisation

Pacing back and forth trying to solve grave problems and unexpected results

Empathizes easily

Agatha Christie

"Poirot," I said. "I have been thinking."

"An admirable exercise my friend. Continue it."

Hot chocolate on cold winter days while people watching inside an old Café

Sitting down in parks and reading the paper

The scent of clean laundry

Windswept hair and sharp looks

Spontaneous conversations and smiling at strangers

Could prove anyone wrong solely for their own amusement

Wet pavements glinting in the sunshine after a rain shower

Apricot jam, fresh baked croissants and café au lait while reading the newspaper in the early morning

A glint in their eyes and a spring in their step

Peppermints and vanilla hand cream

Sarcasm and condescending smiles

J.R.R. Tolkien

"It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to."

Early morning dew sparkling on spiderwebs

The awareness and clarity that comes with crisp morning air

Daisies, gingerbread and warm comfy clothes

Really into folklore

Snail shells and acorns kept in a jacket's pocket

The scent of fresh homemade bread in the morning

The gentle murmur of the wind blowing through the trees

Nothing could make them miss their afternoon tea

Knows the name of every plant or bird species

Presses flowers in their notebooks

That spark for adventure glims constantly in their eyes

George Orwell

"But if thought corrupts language, language can also corrupt thought."

The smell of cigarettes and the sound of steps on the wet pavement

Long night walks around the city

The cold winter wind howling against the windows

Cheap black coffee drank in a small almost empty 24/7 coffee shop

Tired eyes and vivid dreams of liberty

Messy, rushed writing

The condensation on a cold window

Minimalist notebooks and black ballpoint pens hidden everywhere

Trying desperately to be free, to feel alive

The deafening silence of loneliness and the gentle quiet of solitude

T. S. Eliot

"For I have known them all already, known them all / Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, / I have measured out my life with coffee spoons."

Coffee and ink stains

Tiny scribbled notebooks carried around in worn out messenger bags

Reads to escape the real world

Reading on public transportation and almost missing the stop

Falls in love five times a day

Strong coffee and dark chocolate

Feels like nobody can truly understand them

Doesn't take care of themselves

Stacks their books randomly around their house, forgetting empty coffee mugs and notepads on top of them

Flopping facedown on the bed and listening to the sounds of the life out the window

[dr-ground-zero]

Creepily Cute

((so this is a snzfic for a set of @goodlucksnez and I's OCs. CW there will be light mess, this is very gay))

It was a chilly fall afternoon, mother nature had declared today and night that everyone would get the day off and it was recommended they all stay inside. Although the day off was appreciated, the staying inside portion did warrant concern from Itri and Cassanova. The day before when Cassanova asked Spirit about it, Spirit was sniffling through his words but Cass didn’t think too much of it, until now.

WHAM! The sound of a door slamming shut and shaking the room woke the pink-haired man with a gasp. He looked around while his brain was trying to wake up only to hear a sharp gasp and a-

“hHEH-ESSCHHheuhww!” The lights in the room flickered and an eerie howling wailed from outside. He looked to his left where the sneeze came from and saw Spirit. He was hunched over a tissue box with a few crumpled tissues pressed over his nose and mouth.

“Bless you!” Cass said in surprise, Spirit sniffled wetly as he apologized.

“Sorry didn’t bmead to wake you up’b” His voice was thickly muddled with congestion and voice strained by a seemingly sore throat. Cass’s brain started waking up more meaning he was starting to feel what Spirit was feeling. The stuffiness starting to make his own nose buzz and sniffle, the deep aching in his bones and muscles. His rose gold eyes softened at his boyfriend as he reached out a hand pressing it to Spirit’s forehead.

“Oh baby you don’t feel good” Spirit’s skin was pushing on warm to the touch but the poor guy was shivering. The thing was Spirit never got sick during this time of year that he knew of, and usually his abilities never got set off when he sneezed and Spirit’s never been able to slam doors. Suddenly Cassanova’s phone vibrated and he saw a text from Itri saying Haulyx was sick. Casanova picked up his phone and texted him back ‘Yeah, Spirit is too, was that Haulyx who slammed our door?’ It was a few seconds before he saw the little ‘Itri is typing’ and then ‘yeah probably’

Cass sighed and jolted when another sneeze forced its way out of Spirit causing a shriek-like noise to echo through the halls.

“I didn’t know you could do that!” Cass exclaimed, Spirit nodded from behind his cluster of tissues before replying.

“It doesn’t usually happed whed I’mb sigk but today’s a…special occasiod” Cass furrowed his brows a little and asked.

“What does the blood moon have to do with you and Haulyx getting a cold?” Spirit sighed and leaned into the headboard of the bed.

“Different lunar cycles are associated with different things bmythologically remembered. Add well Haulyx add I dod’t exactly handle this ode well.” His breath started to falter as he continued

“Id sobe cuhh cultures its a side of good luck, iih hiiih hold od-” Spirit fanned lightly as his face as his lips parted through his breaths, his chest heaved a bit as his eyes became half-lidded. Each breath sounded more tickly and needy than the last as his nose twitched and crinkled yet- He let out a disappointed sigh as the sneeze evaded him. Lowering the tissues in his hand revealing the rest of his face something only Cass had seen due to Spirit usually wearing a mask covering the upper half of his face. “Id others its a bad obmed” He finished

His face flushed and pale, nose tinged pink around the nostrils. Dark circles under his eyes that seemed all the heavier than usual and his black eyes much duller. Cass could feel this was no ‘little’ cold the embodiment of folklore had caught and had a feeling this was just the tip of the iceberg.

“You should go to your owd roob, i dod’t wadt you to have to suffer with bme or get you sigk.” Spirit suggested Cass shook his head, and he pushed back Spirit’s brown and black bangs to press a loving kiss on his forehead.

“No way am I leaving you alone to deal with this, I can handle this. It's just a little scary magic, it-it’ll be fine” Cass chuckled nervously, to be fair Cass did not know what he was getting into but it couldn’t be too bad right? He could deal with some spooky noises and doors opening and shutting, maybe some floorboard creaking!

“Dod’t say I didn’t ward you,” Spirit said as he leaned into him. Cass giggled and snuggled him for a bit before offering to go and make tea. Spirit was not going to turn down that offer and Cass slid out of bed to head down the hall. At the corridor of the upper level a sharp “psssst hey!” alerted Cass to turn around. There Itri was hiding behind the threshold of the corridor.

“What is it?” Cass asked “Is it safe to come down here?” Cass furrowed his brows but nodded and Itri quickly dashed across the floor to meet up with him.

“Why’d you ask that?” “Because earlier I tried walking around and shadow hand tried to grab my through the floor!” Itri explained Cass’s eyes widened as he now cautiously looked around while they walked.

“They’re stuff is really going haywire from a blood moon?” Cass asked, Itri nodded but then smiled.

“Hey I have an idea if they’re both sick why don’t we just set up a room for the 4 of us to share so we don’t have to go back and forth?” Itri offered, Cass smiled applauding the idea.

“Oooh yes, I can get some spare blankets and I’ll set them up in the guest bedroom.”He said, Itri agreed and they went on to find their things. On the way Itri found Haulyx’s spell book lying on the kitchen counter, curiosity had him thinking ‘There has to be something in here to help’ so he started flipping through the pages. His eyes scanned through the different cryptic letters and pictures until he found what he was looking for! He read through it until Cass had come back towards the room they were setting up. Itri grabbed the book and waved him over.

“Hey! I think I found something in Haulyx’s spell book that would help.” He announced with a proud smile. Cass looked over at the page Itri was pointing at. The golden-haired spirit then explained his findings.

“Its a magic circle, from what Haulyx has told me those are meant to keep certain things in or keep it from affecting anything outside of it. I think I could link the magic circle to our boys so when they’re in here, their magical mishaps only affect the room and not the entire house.” Cass’s eyes lit up with hope as he teetered on his tiptoes.

“Oh, that sounds like that’ll work, try it, no harm right?” Itri nodded and had Cass stand behind him before he cast the spell. Pressing his hand to the threshold of the bedroom door they would be staying in Itri began the spell. His blue starry eyes lit up as cracks of golden light illuminated his palms and transferred onto the bedroom door and through the floorboards. The light slowly began to trace the room’s perimeters only to meet back where Itri had been standing. The glow began to fade and the magic slowly stopped coursing through Itri’s body. Then a tired gravely voice spoke up behind them.

“What are you doig with bmy book, Itri.” Itri and Cassanova almost jumped out of their skins with a scream! Turning around they were greeted by the sights of both their ill boyfriends. Spirit stood with a confused look on his face and a tissue box tucked under his arm. Haulyx stood with his arms folded over his chest and his long arrow-tipped tail whipping slowly with his now deep orange eyes staring narrowly at Itri in irritation.

“Itri, why do you have bmy spell book and why did you subbond bme and Spirit?” Itri let out a nervous chuckle as he answered.

“I-I wanted to help and I found this summoning circle, I remembered what you told me about them and figured it would help keep all…that contained to one room instead of the entire house” When he said ‘that’ he did a circular hand motion at Haulyx and spirit. Haulyx seemed to understand where Itri was coming from. His demeanor shifted with a sigh, his shoulders slumped as his arms loosened his tail stopped moving and his eyes softened. Cass interjected with his mention of bringing supplies.

“I’ve got plenty of blankets, pillows, and tissues for the both of you!” Spirit grinned a little, well they couldn’t turn either of their precious lovers down now, could they? So they went inside the room and got situated. Cass spread out a large pink fluffy blanket at the base before piling more around for the two to choose with they wanted for themselves. Of course all various shades of bright colors. When Haulyx grabbed one it changed to a dark purple as he pulled it around himself

Cass frowned at the color change and crossed his arms. “Hey no fair it was prettier if it was pink Mr. monochromatic and allergic to color.”

“I am not allergic to color, this is dark purple.” He says wrapped in the blanket. Itri lt out a laugh at their antics.

“Yeah, surprisingly it’s his favorite color actually.” Itri said while ruffling the demon’s hair that matched the blanket, black hair with a dark purple shine to it. When he ruffled it around a two sets of horns could be seen. Two pushing from Haulyx’s forehead and another just a few inches back onto the crown of his head.

“Your horns are growing in more, baby.” Itri pointed out, Haulyx groaned as he rubbed at his nose.

“Yeah they’re bmakig bmy head hurt” Itri cooed softly at him before getting the idea to go and make the boys soup, Cass agreed this would be good since they needed to eat something to get themselves over this cold.

“Alright you’re coming with me, lover boy,” Itri said while grabbing Cass’s arm and tugging him along. Cass whined and tried to stay in the room.

“But we can’t leave them by themselves.” “You and I both know they’ll be alright on their own, and I know how you get, now come on.” Cass huffed and promised the boys they would be back soon as he was tugged out of the room. Now leaving the two spooky entities to their own device, there was a moment of silence before Haulyx let out a sigh. He rubbed at his sinuses with thick sniffles trying to break through the congestion in hopes of getting some air through his stuffy nose when Spirit spoke up.

“I feel awful” Haulyx nodded along in agreement.

“Bme too, feels like bmy dnose is full” Haulyx groaned while Spirit rubbed at his own nose before he started hitching. They were rather soft at first, quiet not too easy to hear but you could quickly feel an impending sense of dread fill the room as he geared up. His nose twitched and his nostrils flared as the tickle got worse, starting from the back and creeping its way forward. He blindly rummaged around for a tissue, and right as he snatched one up, the tickle backed off ever so slightly. He sighed in annoyance and sniffled wetly, still keeping the tissue in hand as he sat himself up. His nose scrunched up as he rubbed the back of his fist against it.

“Cobe od, lehh let-let bme sdeeze alreeehhh hehh already.” Haulyx started to take notice and watched as another sneeze taunted the other’s nose.

“You want sobe help there?” He asked, Spirit let out a bitter laugh.

“You got a spell id that book of yours to get rid of this cold?” “If I did I would have used it already, dumbass” Haulyx hissed, Spirit rolled his eyes with a shrug. Once again Spirit started hitching again, this time a lot more obvious. His eyes became half-lidded, his shoulders tensed and a hand came up and fanned at his face as he internally begged for his body to just let him sneeze. Much to his dismay, the sneeze backed off again, only to leave his nose dripping and feeling tingly.

“Damn you really are helpless” Haulyx teased, Spirit flipped him off and rubbed at his nose roughly.

“I cad’t help it, this just happeds” Haulyx huffed and grabbed Spirit gently and pulled him towards him.

“Well then lets get this over with. Cause watchig you is making bmy dnose itch.” Spirit tilted his head in confusion before Haulyx’s tail came around to the front. The arrow tip pressed gently against his septum and started to circle the edges of his nostrils in slow succession. Before Spirit could protest he started hitching again, his nostrils flaring to life again against the tail tracing it.

“Hehh hey ceeehh careful” He warned, all Haulyx muttered was a ‘don’t sneeze in my face’ then flicked his tail slightly further inside one of Spirit’s nostrils. The tickle then came back with force, he hitched desperately and urgently, his eyes tearing up and squinted. He barely had time to bring up a hand to push the demon type away before sneezing wetly into the tissue he had been holding onto.

“ESschhEUhhww! ESschhEUhhww! ESschhEUhhww! Hehh heeeh! ESschhEUhhww!” Each sneeze rocks his body into a hunched-over position Haulyx was quick to grab the other’s shoulders so he wouldn’t hurt himself sneezing too hard or make himself dizzy. When he finally recovered with a congested huff, Spirit let out an out-of-breath ‘thagk you’. Due to both Spirit and Haulyx being spirit embodiments of things most people found terrifying the effects of their power going haywire never affected them personally. They could ignore the creaking floorboards the hands that reach the floor or the eyes in the walls. It did seem like the magic circle was keeping things mostly contained to their room too so that was good.

Spirit shimmied himself up to Haulyx laying his head against his shoulder and curling up a little.

“Fuck it you’re bmy replacebmet cuddle buddy dnow” Haulyx rolled his eyes and let his tail wrap around Spirit turning over to face him.

“Fide fide, at least you dod’t bmake stardust” He joked loosely, Spirit laughed a little and nodded.

“Oh don’t worry I wont blast you with pixie dust if I sdeeze” Spirit rubbed at his nose and positioned himself so his tail was wrapped around Haulyx and his horns where not poking him. If it wasn't for the horrors in the room the scene might have been adorable to anyone who might have passed it. Haulyx furrowed his brows when he felt something wrap around him, looking under the blanket he noticed the tail and horns.

“Did you just grow all that?” Spirit returned the confusion until Haulyx pointed out the tail and horns.

“Well I do have the ability to shape shift to the creatures around bme” Ah that explained it and Haulyx was a demon so it made sense.

“Interesting, be careful with it, it can cause all sort of issues..hmm I wonder.” Haulyx traced around the horn spirit had grown and immediately the other shuddered and shifted in place.

“Hey, that is attached, stop it.” Spirit felt an all too familiar itch settle in the back of his nose and narrowed his eyes at the offender. “Oh,Huh–Ehh…..Fu-Uhhhck, not again.”

“Ooh wow you really are sedsitive!” Haulyx blinked in surprise, now the poor thing was back to his itchy limbo. His pointy ears drooped a bit as his breath caught and he whined.

“Oh cobe uhhh od, ugh dabm it!” He growled, Haulyx then reached up at his nose and traced his fingers against the other’s septum with a feather-like touch.

“Alright alright, relax I’ve got it, just keep that tissue with ya” Just the little touch had Spirit’s nose turning red and squirming. His nose ran as he built up and no amount of sniffling could keep it back finally he gasped and ducked down again into another tissue. “ESschhEUhhww! ESschhEUhhww! Heeeehgh ESschhEUhhww! ESschhEUhhww!” You’d think four sneezes would have been in, however, that was not the case but it did overshadow the banshee scream rattling the window. His mouth dropped, and his eyes squinted with tears as his head lifted just enough to reveal his trembling red runny nose.

“I-i’mb guhh huh godda heh ESschhEUhhww ESschhEUhhww! ESschhEUhhww!” Haulyx jumped a little but stayed close, soothingly rubbing Spirit’s shoulder and using his tail to put the tissue box between them.

“There you go, is that better?” He asked softly, Spirit nodded before blowing his nose heavily.

“At least i cad say I really dod’t feel well without worrying you’ll sdeeze your head off” He jested Haulyx furrowed his brows a little and Spirit explained.

“Cass is quite literally allergic to negativity, even the phrase ‘bad news’ will get him sneezing. He cad feel what others are feeling which makes it worse” Haulyx nodded as his lips made an ‘O’ in understanding.

“Well you cad complaid as bmuch as you wadt, i’mb not godda stop you” “How are you feeling, i haven’t heard you sdeeze bmuch at all?” Spirit asked, Haulyx brushed back his hair as they both settled back down into their cuddle position.

“Dod’t get bme started, bmy dnose is just buzzing and keeps ruddig” Spirit chuckled softly and smirked “Do you dneed help dnow?” Haulyx rolled his eyes and rubbed a finger roughly against his nose.

“Dno, I’ll be fide.” He rubbed his nose on the back of his wrist and cleared his throat. “Colds don’t affect me as badly as some.” Spirit half-believed him. Judging from the look of worry and concern on Itri’s face and the fact that they were now in a ward-protected room, he surmised that Haulyx wasn't coming completely honest.

“Uh-huh, keep tellig yourself that.” Spirit could see Haulyx’s pink nose already flaring slightly. It looked like it was just waiting for something to bother it just enough. Might as well get it out of the way now.

“You’re rubbing it like it itches” “I’mb just really codgested, besides I did enough sdeezing waking Itri up id the bmornig so i’mb dode” “Oh so that’s where that door slamming came from, your dose?” Spirit taunted, Haulyx blushed and hissed at him.

“I couldn’t exactly stifle whed I’mb getting cuddled by him” “Aw did your lil pixie get your nose all angry?” Haulyx scrunched up his nose at Spirit’s comment. “Shut up’b, mislabeled Halloween aisle,” Spirit noticed how Haulyx’s nose seemed to react just at the mention of Itri’s stardust.

“Oh please I’mb dnot the one who dresses like a witch, nor am i basically allergic to my boyfriend.”

“Shut up or I’ll tap you od the dnose” Haulyx threatened, Spirit laughed at his measly threat and tapped the pad of his finger against Haulyx’s nose.

“Oh you dod’t scare bme, especially that sedsitive dnose of yours” Before Haulyx knew it he was hitching, his nose was dripping and twitching. Usually, it didn't take long for him to sneeze, so when the tickle started to wane away he was left confused and sniffly.

“Did you lose it that quickly?” Spirit asked, Haulyx scrubbed at his nose again knowing the other was baiting him. He didn’t even have the time to say anything back anyway as he started hitching again. He could feel the tickle debating on whether it was going to let him sneeze, getting worse then slowly ebbing off back and forth. His chest heaving as tears welled up in his eyes and his tail twitched stiffly. He waved a hand near his face as he hitched through his words.

“Oh cuuhh cobe od, lehh let-let bme sdeehh hehh! Hehg! Sdeehh hehh…ugh fuck!” He swore with his shoulders slumped. Without much warning, Spirit pressed a couple of tissues to Haulyx’s nose and talked him through it.

“Come on you cad do it, its teasing you so badly?” He gingerly ruffled the tissues against the reddened rims of Haulyx’s nostrils that flared to life. He added a little more pressure against his septum as he did this. This had Haulyx gasping, his lips baring his teeth in a snarl showing his fangs that had grown in. His hands clumsily latched onto Spirit’s wrists to keep his hand where it was right before a desperate inhale finally tipped the scales.

“Hh-uh…UTSscchheuuhww! Hh’UTSscchheuuhww! Hh’UTSscchheuuhww!” His body bent forward harshly with each sneeze, the bedroom door threw itself open and shut itself loudly. The winds outside howled and whistled with nightmare-inducing incoherent whispers. Spirit could feel the tissues becoming soaked with each sneeze. It was a wonder on how his sneezes could be this strong but that wasn’t a question Spirit would ask right now. He waited for the fit to subside to rub Haulyx’s back and encouraged him to blow his nose.

“Go on blow your nose, sounds like you dneed it” He said keeping his tissue-covered hand cupped to Haulyx’s nose. Haulyx complied with a hefty productive blow now making the cluster of tissues unusable. Spirit gently cleaned him up before tossing them into a trash can. When he looked back he had to stifle a laugh Haulyx asked breathlessly what was so funny.

“Your nose is bright red mr ‘colds don’t affect bme badly’.” Haulyx scoffed but didn’t have time to say anything back as Itri and Cass had returned with two bowls of soup.

“Look what we got~” Cass sang softly with a wide grin, he sat himself on Spirit’s side of the bed while Itri went to Haulyx.

“I’mb surprised you two didn’t burd the kitchen down” Haulyx joked, Itri gasped with playful offense only to admit they had asked Leyo the fire spirit to help them out.

“Well you did something, so thagk you” Spirit mused as he took the bowl of soup from Cassanova who crawled up beside him and pulled him close.

“Heard you two sneezing up a storm in here, I'm surprised the ward I cast actually worked” Itri commented, both sickly spirits scowled at him and said “I’mb dnot that bad” In unison making Cass and Itri laugh. They quietly ate their soup for a while untl Cass finally noticed the changes to his boyfriend’s appearance.

“Aaaaw baby you have a tail! Its so cute! Oh my god, you have horns and pointy ears too!” He squealed and curiously grabbed his tail only for Haulyx to warn Cass.

“I wouldn’t grab his tail if I were you, unless you wadda bmake him a blushing mess” Cass raised a brow until Itri added.

“Lets just say demon tails are very sensitive” It took a minute before Cass was blushing himself and put it down. Then a thought came to mind, and he found himself gently tracing the tip of Spirit’s tail

“…you think it’d help if it-” “Don’t eved thigk about it.” Spirit hissed and pulled his tail away from Cass, who whined and pouted.

“Oh come on i’m trying to help you feel better” “Oh he’ll feel better alright…they did say that sort of thing was good for a cold,” Itri snickered, Haulyx wordlessly smacked the celestial entity with a pillow.

“You’re dnot trying that on bme either.” “Alright alright, finish your soup, the sun’s going down, and this is gonna be a long night.” Itri said with a kiss on Haulyx’s forehead. The heat from the soup did seem to help loosen up the congestion that had been building up. Seemed like they had to keep one hand on the spoon and the other on the box of tissues that was starting to dwindle in supply. Thankfully they had more than one.

“Sndddfff sdddrrrff sssdrrrck ugh, shit, where’s the other box?” Asked Spirit as he set his a little more than half-empty bowl down. Cass got up and grabbed the other box, ripped open the top plucked a few, and held them up to his lover’s angry snuffly nose.

“Blow, I’ve got you” Letting out another thick congested blow he huffed and leaned into Cass tiredly. Cass frowned and wrapped his arms around him.

“Oh baby, your nose is so red, poor thing” Then he kissed him on the nose, oh lord. “Hehh hey dod’t do that” Spirit hitched with a miserable tone, this was enough to get Cass going as Spirit’s own sneeze seemed to back away.

“Suhhh sorry i-I cad’t hehh help it Ng'TCHht!” He pinched at his nose to squash down the oncoming fit, however, that didn’t make it stop. He could feel how sick the other two felt, he could feel that feverish body ache in his own bones. He could feel the congestion settling in, the exhaustion from being up during the day-Haulyx and Spirit were nocturnal beings- on top of this heavy cold. To be honest, Cass thought he would have lasted longer than this but this was no small cold.

“Wow, you two must really feel terrible for Cass to sneeze like that!” Both Haulyx and Spirit sent a light glare at the blond who realized his poor choice of words quickly. Spirit gently pried Cass’s hand away from his nose and replaced it with a tissue.

“Its okay Cassie, cobe od I’ve got it, let it out” He encouraged in a soft voice or as soft as his sore throat would let him. Cass hitched sharply before bucking down and letting out a rapid fit. “hhITDSHHHHhew Ht’zzzshiiiew! Ht’ssshiiiew! Heh! hhITDSHHHHhew!”

Cass shuddered at the forcefulness of the sneezes and rubbed at his nose. “Sorry sorry” He apologized, Spirit only frowned with concern.

“You sure you dod’t wadda step out for a bit, love?” Cass immediately shook his head pouted and hugged Spirit.

“No no, i’ll be fine, nothing I can’t handle, I’m supposed to worry about you ya know.” He combed his fingers softly through Spirit’s hair while Haulyx was being cuddled by Itri who seemed to have another idea and picked up Haulyx’s spell book.

“What are you doing?” The witchy demon asked, Itri flipped through pages as he answered.

“Trying to find a spell that could help” “I promise you there isn’t ode” Haulyx stated “Maybe you just haven’t looked” Itri shrugged tunnel visioned on look through the book. It was a few moments before an ‘ah! Found it’ came and Haulyx tried to reach for it.

“Hold on, let bme see” “I’ve got it I’ve got it” Itri dismissed, Haulyx wasn’t convinced but Itri was already attempting to say the spell. His nose started to tickle all over again and as Itri mispronounced the words the worse it got. “Hehh hey stuhh stop you’re guhh godda hehh huhhh oh fuck, ihh Itri!” Haulyx desperately grabbed around for a tissue but couldn’t find one as his eyes were squinted shut and his nose trembled with irritation. Haulyx fanned his face with one hand as he attempted to will himself into not sneezing. Itri had finally seen this but even though he couldn’t move in time, Haulyx did manage to grab the purple blanket he had and bring it up to his nose to muffle the disaster of a fit.

“Hh-uh…UTSscchheuuhww! Hh’UTSscchhmmmph! ’UTSscchhmmmphh!!! Huhh ’UTSscchhmmmph!!’.” The room shook hard, and the lights flickered but it seemed like Haulyx wasn’t done. Itri finally had time to set the book down and cradle Haulyx’s nose with a couple of tissues. He felt the tissues quickly dampen with each sneeze, one right after the other forcing mess out of the demonic council member.

“I see now why Mother Nature sent out that notice yesterday.” Itri smiled.

“Oh shush Pixie boy,” Haulyx retorted before ducking into the blanket for another wet sneeze.

Itri draped his hand over his head dramatically. “Oh I am so hurt, maybe I should say the spell again.” He winked but made no effort too. Haulxy wrapped his arms around his waist and pleaded snuffly. “Oh god please no, never again.”

“Okay okay I wont baby, aw my lil witch c’mer” He slipped back into bed and pulled Haulyx into his chest.

“Poor thing, all because of a funny lil trick of the sun turning the moon red~” He teased, a short gasp came from the other side of the bed and Itri turned to see Spirit struggling once again.

“Aw well at least both your noses match the color~” That did it, thankfully Cassanova seemed prepared with one kiss to the tip of Spirit’s nose he went into another drenching fit into a handful of hastily grabbed tissues.

“Well I didn’t think that would work” Itri chuckled as he watched, and while he wasn’t watching he got a surprise sneeze right against his collarbone from Haulyx. This one was a lot softer but just as wet. It send a shudder up his spine and had Itri blushing gold in the face.

“Hey now, hold on let me get you a tissue” “i-I cahh cad’t huhh UTSscchheeeuuuuhww! UTSscchheeeuuuhww! UuuTSssscchhhh” Itri’s eyes softened as he held Haulyx deciding to wait and just let him get it all out. He could tell these were his tired sneezes, they only got this drawn out and soft when he was sleepy.

“There you go, baby let it out, its okay, I know your poor nose is so angry” He cooed lovingly, brushing Haulyx’s hair out of his face. Both Spirit and Haulyx were having tiring fits it seemed. Spirit was curled up sniffling and rubbing his nose into his sleeve onto ending up sneezing quietly into it. Cass kept his shivering form wrapped up in a fluffy pink blanket.

“Aw did all those big sneezes tire you out? Deep breathes sweetheart, once you’re done you should try and sleep” Cass suggested rubbing warm circles against his back. Soon the room got quiet as their fitting seemed to die down turning into soft snoring.

“And they’re asleep” Itr smiled, Cass nodded and whispered to the other. “They’re so cute though” “I know right, I forgot how high-pitched and soft his sneezes get” “Same, hopefully this won't last too long and they’ll feel better soon.”

[merp-blerp]

Honestly, it's bothering and saddening me to see how pretentious some people in the DPS fandom are being because of an album title. The Tortured Poets Department isn't even out yet, calm down. It might not even be that inspired by DPS, the titles might just sound similar. There are already swifties here. Exhibit a: me. A good majority of DPS edits I see are to/inspired by a Taylor Swift song (or a song by The Smiths). Let's be happy some new people will potentially join us (I haven't even seen swifties enter the DPS fandom in mass droves like some of you are acting has happened) and possibly be introduced to some queer themes DPS has to offer (some of those are in Tay's music too btw, on purpose or not). [Edit: I initially left this fact out of this post, but in hindsight, I think it's important to remember that DPS is not textually queer and all its subtext very well might be accidental. That doesn't mean that it's not there or doesn't matter. I totally believe it does; author's intent matters, but so does interpretation. As long as you have textual evidence that some kind of subtext is present, you can't/shouldn't be told you're wrong. But it's not purely a queer movie. Therefore, DPS is not a "queers only" thing; not even a lot of textually queer movies are "queer only". The movie was made for all kinds of audiences, including straight people.] And I'm not always super knowledgeable on these things… but everyone being worried about “straight white girls in my fandom😩” feels somewhat misogynistic. As in, it reminds me of James Somerton making up white women in his comments section to be mad at. Some of you are making up stupid white girl swifties to be mad at. We already enjoy things like looking into poetry, just like you all. Let's not act like Folklore and Evermore don't exist, which are also poetry-inspired albums. There's honestly already some commonality with the fandoms, which is probably why both appeal to me. But even if there weren't, that shouldn't be why people can't like a movie and enter online spaces where people talk about said movie. And not all swifties are straight white girls. Once again, exhibit a: me. I'm not straight or white, but I am a girl. It just really sucks to see, especially since this movie is all about not being so stuck up and stuffy like the teachers at Welton or Neil's father. This movie's against the toxic academia some of you are seemingly pushing.

[arcane-vagabond]

Get To Know Your Moots!!

thank you for the tag @bradleybeachbabe!

what’s the origin of your blog title?

Something I came up with years ago for a different blog of mine. I used it for years before I changed it, but I held onto it and decided to use it here when I shifted away from the one fandom.

OTP(s) + ship names

Scully/Mulder 5ever, Destiel 6ever, Sterek, IceMav, and several others I'm sure I'm forgetting lol

favorite color

Dandelion Yellow!

favorite game

Animal Crossing New Horizons and anything Pokemon related tbh

song stuck in your head

Labour - Paris Paloma

weirdest habit/trait

Uuuuuuuuuh I press on the pads of my fingers a lot

hobbies

Writing, drawing, painting, cross-stitch, embroidery, gaming, watching movies/tv

if you work, what’s your profession?

I work as an admissions advisor for higher education

if you could have ANY job, what would it be?

I'd love to be a museum curator or be a full time author. Maybe one day I'll even get my masters or PHD in Linguistics and do that full time.

something you’re good at

I'm pretty well spoken, in my opinion. I'm pretty good at giving presentations and making connections with people.

something you’re bad at

Small talk and fluffing up how I speak. I'm a very direct kind of person, and I'll tell you what I'm thinking without beating around the bush. I don't think I'm necessarily mean about it, I just don't see the point in not saying exactly what I mean about things. I'm a clear and concise communicator and that's offputting to some people.

something you love

Fierce winds, zoos, aquariums, traveling, language, books, animals, mythology, history, folklore, learning, and then the staples (friends/family)

something you could talk about for hours off the cuff

Linguistics, history, philosophy, animals, my stories (both fanfiction and og fiction)

something you hate

people who consider themselves experts on things they have no idea about, hypocrites, people who play the victim (especially when they perpetuate things themselves), people who take everything personally, people who avoid responsibility for their actions. I also hate pity or when people say "I'm sorry" to me when something bad happens that's not even their fault.

something you collect

I've collected animal figurines since I was really small. I would get them every time I went to the zoo. I also collect stuffies, pens, books, and rocks.

something you forgot

Answers to questions like this lol

love language?

A little bit of everything, but mainly words of affirmation, quality time, and physical touch

favorite movie/show

tv show(s): The X-Files, Derry Girls, Anne with an E, Outlander, Futurama, Fruits Basket, House, the West Wing

movie(s): Detective Pikachu, Your Name., Raiders of the Lost Ark, Where the Crawdads Sing, The Labyrinth, Pride and Prejudice, Finky, Howl's Moving Castle, Spirited Away, Coraline

favorite food

Seafood (any kind, but especially Scallops and Salmon), lamb tikka masala with garlic cheese naan, french fries, döner, haggis, tamales, couscous, takoyaki, and more that I can't think of probably

favorite animal

Stingrays, gorillas, foxes

what were you like as a child?

I was definitely wise beyond my years lol I freaked a lot of adults out because I knew things most kids my age didn't. It was hard for me to keep friends because my interests were so different from my peers', but I managed to make a handful that I'm still very close with today. I had a hard time connecting with people. I preferred books and animals to people to be sure. I was a weird kid.

favorite school subject

English and history. I enjoyed certain sciences as well.

least favorite subject

I've always struggled with math. The number jump around and I have spacial awareness problems that gave me an even harder time in certain math subjects.

what’s your best character trait?

I would say loyalty. I'm loyal to a fault, whether it's people I care about or a cause I'm passionate about.

what’s your worst character trait?

I tend to be very blunt about things. I also tend to keep my feelings bottled up until I explode.

if you could change any detail of your job right now, what would it be?

Less traveling would be nice. More pay at least.

if you could travel through time, who would you most like to meet?

Maybe Joan of Arc or Elizabeth I?

recommend one of your favorite fanfics!

Marvel:

Devour by @buckets-and-trees (Honestly? Anything Aspen writes is amazing)

Hold You Tight by @navybrat817 (Again, anything Navy writes is amazing)

Dirty Work by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor (For the third time, anything Roo writes is amazing)

TGM:

I think back on JupiterComet's Firefighter!Bradley fic fondly and often.

Fuck You, Hangman by @mothdruid has always been a fave of mine.

Good in Bed by @honkytonk-hangman is another fave of mine!

Tagging: @sorchathered @attapullman @baezen @goldenseresinretriever @fanficfandomlove @heavenssins @starsrfun @roosterforme

[elderwisp]

— oc deep dive questionnaire (tag)

a set of 20 questions to get to know your oc! tagged by @sikoi (tank u <3)

atlas dubois

what uncommon/common fear do they have? he's pretty terrified of being alone, having a pet has helped with that,,, somewhat

do they have any pet peeves? nah, he's pretty easy going

what are 3 items you can find in their bedroom? a super crusty paintbrush begging to be thrown out, a cursed shirt, and a wooden mannequin

what do they notice first in a person? their lips mf goddamn slut-

from a scale of 1 to 10, how high is their pain tolerance? 9

do they go into fight or flight mode when under pressure? fight, 1000 percent

do they come from a big family/are they a family person? atlas has a pretty small family, it's just his two dad's and his sister. he's definitely not a family person, that whole terminology is warped in his little brain

what animal represents them best? a rabbit, also known in later folklore as a trickster

what is a smell that they dislike? raw chicken BLEGH

have they broken any bones? if so, how? quite a few, we'll leave it at that ._.

how would a stranger likely describe them? incredibly chatty when they want to be

are they a night owl or a morning bird? night time, his time

what is a flavor they hate and a flavor they love? atlas is not a fan of bean water, he loves strawberry flavored anything

do they have any hobbies? mostly painting and skateboarding

boom, surprise birthday party! how do they react to surprises? party you say??? he'd be so freaking pumped

do they like to wear jewelry? if so, what is their favorite piece? yes! his favorite piece has to be his nose rig, nose set-up tour 💀

do they have neat or messy handwriting? pretty messy, like about as bad as a doctor, he could be better... someday

what are two emotions they feel the most? melancholy and escapism

do they have a favorite fabric? he finds fabric to be kinda stuffy but if he had to pick, cotton absolutely despises polyester

what kind of accent do they have? u know i'm not very good with accents, i feel like he has a very youthful voice, maybe a mixture of french and american

i tag: @youredreamingofroo @pralinesims @acuar-io @matchalovertrait @vicciouxs @machinegrl @moonfromearth