#the curs of cobs au

[itztheebrybry]

Roleplay with a buddy caused me to sketch this. I can see them being buddies. :>

[thecursofcobsau]

What are everyones favorite colours?

Paintbrush is indecisive.

@maxphilippa more mic~

[transcognizi]

Periodic table of pronouns (aka chemical pronouns time)! Bolded are my personal favourites and the green ones are Extra Favourite. :)

Hydrogen – hy/hydros/hydroself

Helium – hel/helis/heliself

Lithium – li/lith/lithiself

Beryllium – be/ber/berself

Boron – bor/boros/boroself

Carbon – ca/car/carself

Nitrogen – ni/nitro/nitroself

Oxygen – ox/oxys/oxyself

Fluorine – fluo/fluor/fluoriself

Neon – ne/neos/neoself

Sodium – na/nas/naself

Magnesium – mag/mags/magneself

Aluminum – alu/alum/alumiself

Silicon – sil/silic/silicoself

Phosphorus – pho/phos/phoself

Sulfur – sul/sulf/sulself

Argon – ar/arg/argoself

Chlorine – chlo/chlor/chloriself

Potassium – kal/kalis/kaliself

Calcium – cal/calc/calself

Scandium – sca/scan/scandiself

Titanium – ti/titan/titaself

Vanadium – va/van/vanaself

Chromium – chro/chrom/chromiself

Manganese – ma/mang/mangaself

Iron – fe/fer/ferroself

Cobalt – co/cob/cobaself

Nickel – ni/nic/nicself

Copper – cu/cup/cupruself

Zinc – zin/zinc/zinself

Gallium – ga/gal/galliself

Germanium – ge/ger/gerself

Arsenic – as/ars/arself

Selenium – se/sel/seleniself

Bromine – bro/brom/bromiself

Krypton – kry/krypt/kryself

Rubidium – ru/rubi/rubiself

Strontium – stro/stron/strontiself

Yttrium – y/ytt/yttself

Zirconium – zi/zirc/zircoself

Niobium – nio/niob/nioself

Molybdenum – mo/mol/molself

Technetium – te/tec/techneself

Ruthenium – ruth/ruths/rutheself

Rhodium – rho/rhod/rhoself

Palladium – pa/palla/pallaself

Silver – ag/argen/agself

Cadmium – cad/cadm/cadmiself

Indium – in/ind/indiself

Tin – sta/stannum/staself

Antimony – an/antim/antiself

Tellurium – te/tellur/telluself

Iodine – io/iod/ioself

Xenon – xen/xens/xenoself

Cesium – ce/ces/ceself

Barium – ba/bar/bariself

Lanthanium – lan/lanth/lanself

Cerium – cer/cers/ceriself

Praseodymium – pra/pras/praself

Neodymium – neo/neod/neodyself

Promethium – pro/prom/promeself

Samarium – sa/sam/samariself

Europium – eu/eur/euroself

Gadolinium – gad/gads/gadoself

Terbium – ter/terb/terbiself

Dysprosium – dy/dys/dysproself

Holmium – hol/holm/holmiself

Erbium – er/erb/erbiself

Thulium – thu/thul/thuliself

Ytterbium – ytter/ytters/ytterself

Lutetium – lu/lute/luself

Hafnium – ha/haf/hafself

Tantalum – ta/tan/tanself

Tungsten – tun/tungs/tunself

Rhenium – rhe/rhen/rheself

Osmium – os/osm/osmiself

Iridium – ir/irid/iriself

Platinum – pla/plat/platiself

Gold – au/aurum/auself

Mercury – mer/merc/mercuself

Thallium – tha/thal/thalliself

Lead – plu/plum/pluself

Bismuth – bi/bis/bismuself

Polonium – po/pol/poloself

Astatine – at/ast/astaself

Radon – ra/rad/radoself

Francium – fra/fran/franself

Radium – rad/radis/radiself

Actinium – ac/actin/actiself

Thorium – tho/thor/thoriself

Protactinium – prota/protas/protaself

Uranium – u/ur/uraself

Neptunium – nep/nept/neptuself

Plutonium – pluto/pluton/plutoself

Americium – am/amer/ameriself

Curium – cur/curis/curiself

Burkelium – bur/burk/burself

Californium – cali/calis/califoself

Einsteinium – ei/ein/einself

Fermium – fer/ferm/fermiself

Mendelevium – mend/mends/mendself

Nobelium – no/nob/nobeself

Lawrencium – la/law/lawreself

Rutherfordium – ruther/ford/rutherself

Dubnium – du/dub/dubniself

Seaborgium – sea/seab/seaborself

Bohrium – boh/bohr/bohriself

Hassium – has/hass/hassiself

Meitnerium – mei/meit/meiself

Darmstadtium – dar/darm/darself

Roentgenium – roe/roen/roenself

Copernicum – cope/copern/copeself

Nihonium – nih/nihon/nihoself

Flerovium – fle/fler/fleroself

Moscovium – mos/mosc/moscoself

Livermorium – liv/liverm/liveself

Tennessine – ten/tennes/tenneself

Oganesson – og/ogan/ogaself

[lailoken]

“Old Mariann Voaden:

Rev. Sabine Baring-Gould knew and wrote of his experiences of a remarkable witch named Mariann Voaden. She is described as having been a ‘picturesque objecť’ with dark, piercing eyes, and skin the colour of mahogany from dirt. The colour red, worn as a scarf or shawl, comes up again and again as a traditional sign of a witch in West Country lore, and it is interesting therefor that Mariann was noted for wearing a red kerchief about her head or neck, as well as an old petticoat of scarlet. From Baring-Gould's account, it is very clear that Mariann was very much a white witch, or 'blessing witch’, and a ‘God-fearing soul’, however, she still took full advantage of the old fears folk held about all witches; even those who specialised in magic of the helpful and curative variety. She expected to receive gifts of food from local farms and households, and would at times encourage such placating offerings. For example, if she spotted a child passing her old cob and thatch cottage, she would emerge, fix the and say ‘My dear, I knawed a child jist like you same age, red rosy cheeks, and curlin' black hair. And that child shrivelled up, shrumped like an apple as is picked in the third quarter of the moon. The cheeks grew white, the hair went out of curl, and she jist died right on end and away.’ Of course, a good gift of food, such as a chicken, or a basket of shortly be left outside Mariann's cottage by the child's mother.

She did however at times try, in her own unique way, to show her gratitude for the gifts people brought for her, such as the parish rector's daughter who would occasionally bring her food. Mariann made for her a present out of fine lace, and gave it to the young lady on her next visit. However, as she departed with her gratefully accepted gift, Marian called after her ‘Come back, my dear, I want that lace again. If anyone else be so gude as to give me aught, I shall want it to make an acknowledgment of the kindness.’ Indeed, Mariann's piece of fine lace work was often given in thanks for some kindness, and then immediately reclaimed.

Mariann seems also to have cultivated her notoriety further by deliberately allowing her once fine old cottage to fall into an entirely dilapidated state; to the extent that people wondered how an old woman could possibly survive in what remained of it winter after winter.

When the thatch began to wear thin and develop holes that let in the rain, farmers offered her straw for the repairs, which a thatcher would have willingly undertaken for free, but she refused, saying ‘God made the sky, and that is the best roof of all.’ To keep her head dry as the rains poor child to the spot with a dark gaze eggs, would poured in through her deteriorating roof, Mariann sealed up her chimney by stuffing it with a sack filled with chaff and slept with her head inside her bedroom fireplace.

Eventually, her staircase rotted from its exposure to water and collapsed; leaving Mariann having to climb a precarious makeshift ladder to access her bedroom. When the parish rector, concerned for her safety, tried to make her see the dangers of her living conditions, she said to him ‘My dear, there be two angels every night sits on the rungs of the ladder and watches there, that nobody comes nigh me, and they be ready to hold up the timbers that they don't fall on me.' The ladder however suffered the same fate as the stairs and soon collapsed from rot, forcing Marian to live in one room on the ground floor.

When inevitably the whole roof fell in, it brought down the upstairs floorboards with it, forming a 'lean to' roof under which Marian sheltered against one of the walls in her downstairs room. As the door was now blocked, Marian's only way in and out of what little remained of her cottage was a window through which she climbed.

Finally, as water inundated her tiny living space, Marian slept inside an oak chest with its lid propped up by a brick.

Baring-Gould, on a visit to Old Marian, once took his youngest daughter with him. The witch noticed the girl had 'breakings-out’ on her face and said ‘Ab, my dear, I see you want my help. You must bring the little maiden to me, she must be fasting, and then I will bless her face, and til two days she will be well.'

Like many a rural charmer, Mariann possessed the ability to stanch the flow of blood from a wound, of blood charming' as it is known, and could perform this act even at a distance from the patient. A man once wounded his leg badly when hay was being cut about eight miles from Mariann's cottage. The blood flowed from his leg 'in streams’ and a kerchief was dipped in this and given by the farmer to a man who rode vith it on horseback as fast as he could to Old Marian. As soon as she charmed the kerchief the blood in the man's wound ceased to flow.

Marian had a book of charms, which she had promised to Baring-Gould, sadly however he was never to receive it, for the remains of her cottage and her few possessions were destroyed by fire. She had been distracted one day, when the local fox hunt, from whom she always received a gift, stopped on its way past her cottage. Climbing out to see them, she left a small fire burning on her floor which caught and spread from the straw lying thereabout, leaving Old Mariann Voaden nowhere to go but the workhouse.

Whilst it is a tragedy that such a valuable artefact of 19th century rural magic; a Devonshire white witch's book of charms, was lost to us, we are indeed fortunate that the Rev. Sabine Baring-Gould was able to record at least some of Mariann's charms and recipes.

For whooping cough, Mariann would cut the hair from the cross on a donkey's back, which she would enclose within a silken bag to be tied about the afflicted child's neck. When asked about this charm Mariann explained; ‘You see, Christ Jesus rode into Jerusalem on an ass, and ever since then asses have the cross on their backs, and the hair of those crosses is holy and cures maladies.'

To cure fits, Mariann would have the patient swallow wood-lice, which could be pounded if preferred but, Mariann insisted, were more efficacious if swallowed 'au naturel'.

For Burns or Scalds, recite over the afflicted part: ‘There were three Angels who came from the North, One bringing Fire, the other brought Frost, The other he was the Holy Ghost. In Frost, out Fire! In the Name, etc.’

For a Sprain, recite thrice: ‘As Christ was riding over Crolly Bridge, His horse slid and sprained his leg. He alighted and spake the words: Bone to bone, and sinew to sinew! and blessed it and it became well and so shall (name of patient) become well. In the Name, etc.’

Another Receipt for a Sprain: 2 oz. of oil of turpentine. 2 oz. of swillowes. 2 og. of oil of earthworms. 2 oz. of nerve. 2 oz. of oil of spideldock [opodeldoc?]. 2 oz. of Spanish flies.

For Stanching Blood, recite thrice: ‘Jesus was born in Bethlehem, baptized in the river of Jordan. The water was wide and the river was rude against the Holy Child. And He smote it with a rod, and it stood still, and so shall your blood stand still. In the Name, etc.’

Cure for Toothache: ‘As our Blessed Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ were walking in the garden of Jerusalem, Jesus said unto Peter, Why weepest thou? Peter answered and said, Lord, I be terrible tormented with the toothache. Jesus said unto Peter, If thou wilt believe in Me and My words abide in thee, thou shall never more fill the pain in thy tooth. Peter cried out with tears. Lord, I believe, help thou my onbelieve.'”

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Silent as the Trees:

Devonshire Witchcract, Folklore & Magic

by Gemma Gary

[thecursofcobsau]

If i remember correctly, you said knife had much trouble sleeping, and it got me wondering; how long has knife gone without sleeping?

“He’s a bit better with his insomnia when he sleeps with someone.”

[thecursofcobsau]

CURS OF COBS GOT A PILOT I THINK

[itztheebrybry]

THIS GOT A SEMI UPDATE THING??? YAY

[thecursofcobsau]

hey paintbrush can I give you a hug?

Painty can be a bit shy.

[thecursofcobsau]

Hello!! bzzt bzzt! how are you guys? Mic! do you want some pets? bzzt (somewhat in character??)

“Sorry- sometimes I forget about turning down my gauge.”

@maxphilippa MIC CONTENT DROP 🎤💜

[thecursofcobsau]

so how was lightbulb?

“My head hurts…”

[thecursofcobsau]

dude. is this on wattpad or something?

It’s on Archive! I may post it on WattPad with a fic if it gets enough attention. 👍

[itztheebrybry]

ASK BLOG FOR The Curs Of Cobs AU IS OPEN!

https://www.tumblr.com/thecursofcobsau

[itztheebrybry]

welp the AU has a name now-

The Curs Of Cobs

And some doodles last night I got an idea for X! The only kitty and Four’s best buddy/soulmate.

[itztheebrybry]

have you made a fanfic for your ii au? If not, have you ever thought about it? And how did you come up with the au? Was it like, a piece of media that inspired it?

I have actually! More a little sneak peak as I’m still coming up with plot ideas. But yes! It’s called The Curs Of Cobs.

I like the concept of feral object characters. Knife was my favorite so I worked with him, and the others soon followed. As for inspiration, it was a bit inspired by a novel I like called Stray Dogs! Murder mystery story which heavily inspired my own concept ideas. :>