#I work on like 20 at once

[serpentface]

The pylidaigh, a type of vampiric snow ghost, as imagined in folklore in and around the Highlands.

This is a ghost believed to come into being when a person dies in the snow and their body is not found before their soul (still trapped without its funeral rites) 'freezes' inside of it. The body then reanimates into a pylidaigh's twisted form. It looks like someone who slowly died of starvation, just a thin layer of flesh over bones. Its skin is as white as the snow itself, so pale it can blend seamlessly into a blizzard. Most of its body appears subtly stretched and lanky, save for its exceptionally unsubtle long, skinny arms, which drag on the ground behind it when it walks. After a big meal of blood, its belly swells like the abdomen of a tick.

A pylidaigh can only tread across snow and ice, and so doorways and windows are best kept clear of snowfall during the winter in order to prevent it from reaching inside. It mostly comes out to hunt during blizzards when there is little that can prevent it from catching its victims.

In spite of its fragile appearance, a pylidaigh is supernaturally strong, and can run at great speeds when it wants to. No mortal weapons can pierce its body, nor can any bonds known to craftsmen hold it in place. It is usually said that chains forged like iron but made out of ice can bind a pylidaigh and render it immobile, but this smithing technique remains tragically elusive to the average joe.

This ghost is either cast as a wildly dangerous but tragic figure, or one that is more simply malicious. In either case, it is described as experiencing nothing but bitter cold. It shivers endlessly. It retains distant memories of what it was to be alive, and it is motivated by a futile desperation to experience the feeling of warmth again.

In more sympathetic framings, it is described as using its freaky gibbon arms to capture its victims and pull them into an embrace, rather innocently trying to warm itself against their body. This inevitably fails, and the embrace becomes a bone crushing squeeze. When that too fails to warm the ghost, it rips out the person's throat and drinks their blood until the victim is as cold and drained as the pylidaigh itself.

In other cases, this more pitiable narrative of a ghost seeking warmth with no comprehension of its actions is discarded in favor of making it purely monstrous. Here it is a type of vampire with an insatiable thirst, practically a physical manifestation of the worst of winter itself. Some tales acknowledge both variants, suggesting a pylidaigh's violent attempts to warm itself may be initially devoid of malice, but turns into an act of furious jealousy of the warmth of the living after years of suffering.

The only (more or less) surefire method to permanently kill a roaming pylidaigh involves trapping it with fire. They are attracted to any source of heat, and will attempt to warm themselves with the flames (if not tempted away by a juicy living human body). The fire itself cannot kill them (as the sheer cold of their body is more powerful even than flame) but they can be trapped if kept near the fire long enough for the snow it depends upon to melt. This does not kill the pylidaigh either. The monster will remain in stuck in place (and potentially become a threat again if it snows more) for the duration of the winter. Only when the spring comes and all the snow melts does it revert into a normal human carcass (though mysteriously invulnerable to decay), at which point it can be cremated.

Pylidaigh in the wilds also revert to a human corpse during the snowless seasons, but will roam again each following winter unless it is burnt in the interim. It is of critical importance that any human corpse found in high mountain pasture is cremated- not only out of respect for the poor soul trapped as an earthbound ghost, but to prevent the threat of the possible dormant pylidaigh emerging next winter.

[fakesorbet]

The Bad Kids + Summer drinks

[bacchuschucklefuck]

and! barbarian!fig! its her

[wyvernity]

sss day my favorite national holiday WOOOOHHHH

bonus

[atalana]

so i finally cleared prometheus on 32!

(and now i can get round to testing out the other weapons bc i unlocked eos' torches and then never looked back)

[chalkrub]

challenging myself by engaging in the ancient art known as "dynamic poses", but making it harder on myself by ignoring the noble practice of "using references"

featuring belvedere and florawell

[luna-the-cretar]

They’re holding hands :)

[general-gt]

Thanks for the tag! This is going to be interesting! Anything in brackets is extra info I think is interesting. No promises all these are going to see the light of day, but that is how the cookie crumbles. My unused WIP pile haunts me:

Down The Mountain, Under The Door chapter 2 (this one’s already at 1.6k and at the rate it’s going, this fic may be a bit longer than the 4 chapter I have planned)

Recovery Is A Long Road

Prey To The Gods

Catching Them In 4K (this one’s based on an old concept of mine from 2016-17 that never saw the light of day)

A Bit(e) To Eat-Early Days

A Bit(e) To Eat-Later Days

Little Ember

Second part of Traumatising Someone is the first step to friendship

Set in YCRBYCH

To The Other Side chapter 3

After Image (this one was meant to be a fic released for April Fools)

Saved for when I figure out which story I want to rewrite and come back to. (this one does actually have an idea for it, taken from something I wrote in 2016~, I just never got around to renaming it. Extra fun fact: this was meant to be the first UT g/t fic I posted to celebrate me getting back into the fandom)

A lot of my fics only get titles just before I post them, so these are just the g/t ones I named because summarising what goes on in some of them is difficult. Feel free to guess at the plots of each fic, although I’ll give a hint- none of them are vore, despite the titles.

wip title tag game

RULES: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it!

Delicate

TBD

How helpful is f/o in the kitchen

Pairing: Buuhan x Reader

Untitled - “The people say you are cruel and you do nothing to change their minds. You…give them a reason to speak of you unfavorably.”

In Another Lifetime II - Shige

Untitled - There was an envy of you among the other parents in the school district.

Untitled - “Hello again. Sweetie.”

My Future is With you

Saiyans going to Black y/n's family cookout

CHAPT 2. CORRUPT

Thigh Sex. - Shinjuro Rengoku

Sex Pollen. - Xeno Trunks

Swan Song

Radship week

Over a beer bottle

Untitled - "I don't get it. I did everything right, I got you to love me. Y-You love me."

In Another Lifetime II - Paras

Taint and Ravage

Neither Goku, Nor Vegeta II

I wanna feel you in my bones.

Spoils of War

no-pressure tags: @dreadsuitsamus @yeowangies @actuallysaiyan @beneathstarryskies @vegeta-bananabluish @emmacornell @loki-love @vampcubus and anyone other writers interested in participating! ♥

[chronically-ghosted]

day before a 5 day holiday weekend. office empty. got me thinking thoughts.

[the-greatest-magic-of-all]

While communing with Ankarna, Fig learns of the war dances that her worshipers used to do, ones performed with glorious, flaming blades, that now only she remembers the moves to.

Almost immediately after, Fabian gets ambushed and Plane Shifted to Cassandra and Ankarna's marital domain so that he can learn and perform them for the first time in centuries. They're full of large, flowy movements, precise, intricate swordwork, and lots of jumps and flips, all of which are Fabian’s specialty.

Along the way, Fabian ends up having to summon his Fire Elemental to keep his blade burning quite often. And to his surprise, Ankarna is just absolutely delighted by it. Recounting that the braziers that it’d been summoned from had probably once had her symbol etched into them. Long faded now, she's sure, but still. She's glad it's power had been protecting the mortals that had saved her. She even goes as far as to give the Fire Elemental a little divine power boost, granting Fabian the ability to cast Searing Smite.

Fabian performing the war dances obviously goes viral on Kristen's socials but so does a video of him unknowingly casting Lay On Hands first time mid-battle as a first level Paladin of Ankarna. Just like his step-sis!

[hauntingblue]

Rewatching act 2.... yeah ISHA WATCH OUT FOR THE CYCLE ISHA!!!!! NOOOOO

[kirby-the-gorb]

[flufflecat]

Today I got to have an entire 3 message long dm convo with Alex Hirsch. I am never getting over this high.

[every-sanji]

[girlivealwaysbean]

it's not sinking in that today might be the last day in my house and town for many months to come

[cerbreus]

I sent an email to the admissions dept for the school with the radiography program I'm interested in (despite it maybe not being feasible for me as the most competitive program in the state outside of MD programs) and they replied sooner than I expected to set up a call talking abt transcripts and I am so crazy nervous