#Trese facts

[jmmangkukulam]

There are currently 8 books published under the Trese Series, and if you line up the covers, it creates another image 🗡️🎭

[thebomb-thebird-andtheburntbitch]

angst? me? haha... 2.4k words of it actually c:

cw: slight sensory deprivation (blindfold/mention of going non-verbal)

you still remember the first time it happened. how could you forget? the sheer panic and rapid thoughts racing through your mind when the itch in your throat had produced a single, golden ginkgo leaf from your tongue.

in the stages of grief, it states there are five. you beg to differ since you spent so long staring at the yellow leaf in your palm for so long your eyes felt irritated from the lack of blinking. you couldn't just deny that something was so very wrong when the evidence had come out of you.

you didn't feel anger either. confusion, fear, the deepest pit you've ever experienced in your gut? that's what you felt, but not anger. this was something that was bound to happen one day if you lived long enough to see it, so it shouldn't anger you anyway. still, that doesn't mean that that stage was skipped.

no, jing yuan felt it for you.

jing yuan hated yaoshi, the adundance. he loathes them from the deepest, darkest and most tainted part of his soul. the loathing he felt no doubt could even be felt by the continuously passed on entity of his Lightning-Lord. it was a sick twist of fate that he had been with you when you coughed up that leaf, stood so closely within your personal proximity when your life started ticking away from him.

jing yuan was not a loud man when it came to his negative emotions. he- in fact- made a bad habit of keeping most of them internalized and kept solely to himself. may haps he would tell you or yanqing that which would plague him to the point of bursting- but those rare moments only happened well away from the public eye of the luofu residents. no, jing yuan is a man who radiates anger like a brewing lighting storm devoid of rain and thunder. it's quiet and heavy and skin crawling.

you were younger than him, you still had time to enjoy your long life before having to worry about the effects of mara. you should've still had time to enjoy your long life beside him.

"y/n," his voice calling you is breathless as he moves swiftly to stand in front of you. he takes your wrist gently- you can feel his fingers tremble ever so slightly- and he brushes that yellow leaf onto the ground under his boot. "let me see," he says. finally registering back into reality, you lift your chin and he's immediately searching your face and eyes for any signs of... just something.

maybe he was looking for something that was invisible. a way to prove that what just happened before his very eyes was a trick of some sort- maybe a sick prank you'd be begging him to forgive you for later. or maybe he had already reached a state of dreary understanding and was searching for a timeline of how much time you have left.

"jing yuan," you softly call, and he flinches when he hears the drag of your voice that indicates your painful coughs from a moment ago. "it..." you take a deep breath, "it's going to be fine. let's just go to lady bailu and-"

"no," he quickly shoots down before his brain could think otherwise. his outburst startled you both, and if it weren't for such a dire situation, his wide eyes that quickly scrunched closed may have been cute in a way. "no, just- nevermind." he lets out a deep sigh. "we should go see the dragon lady, you're right. and i-" should contact the ten-lords commission. but he doesn't want to. if he does, then you'll be taken from him and imprisoned with every other marastruck xianzhou native they've taken under his order.

his hands that were wrapped around your wrists grow slack and you easily slip free from his grasp. dropping one hand, the other raises to brush back the wild, white treses that always cover his right eye.

"we'll start with lady bailu, okay?" he just nods, not able to formulate words anymore. he had a letter sent to the alchemy commission announcing his visit along with you for the following day, giving him some time to compose himself. a single day would do you no harm after all.

"is there still nothing that can be done?" jing yuan knew the answer already. of course, there wasn't. there hadn't been for as long as he's been general- which was longer than most of his predecessors. the best 'solution' he had at this point was the small gourd gripped tightly in his fist. this had been his second time back to the alchemy commission, the first time had been with you but now he stands here alone.

"you know as well as i do," bailu's voice spoke as she stood in front of him with her hands on his hips, "this is the most advanced treatment i have. the alchemy commission is still no closer to finding a real cure, so please make do with this for now."

"i understand," there was no point in trying to converse longer. the longer he spent here the longer you waited for him back at home. he had contacted bailu with means on the downlow and had even attempted to keep who the afflicted person was if word did spread.

of course, that didn't work out like he wanted and just by his mannerisms alone, the young high elder knew it was you. she had never seen the luofu's general so disheveled before- normally able to keep a better lid on his emotions.

"you have my gratitude," he said before dismissing himself.

this small gourd could last a patient anywhere between a few days, a few weeks or at worst a few hours. your mara hasn't been active for long, just a day or two before jing yuan could get his hands on the elixir she uses for the marastruck soldiers she comes across.

"only administrator one ochoko of elixir a day! no matter how bad it gets, you cannot exceed that amount!" were bailu's specific instructions. he dares not go against them. at the very most he could stretch the treatment up to around 40 days if he was lucky.

and then there was the probability of you losing your mind quicker than he could treat you. so, he took another precaution.

when jing yuan returned back home, back to you, he had found you sitting on the wooden veranda surrounding the house. the breeze was something you always enjoyed. your head was angled up towards the sky, but you saw nothing behind the blindfold covering your eyes.

sensory deprivation. in cases of mara, cutting off senses of the body can slow the spread of it. surely with this and the dragon lady's elixir...

"y/n," he calls and you swivel your head towards his voice with a smile. one that was so innocent and warm he wished he could see your eyes.

"welcome back," you greet him as he pads softly over to you. running the pads of his finger across the skin just below your blindfold, his chest tightens. its not fair.

"i'm home." jing yuan is glad you cannot see his frown.

the time it took for the alchemy commission to finally find out jing yuan had been seeking bailu's guidance for a marastruck xianzhou native was more than his pessimism expected, but less than his desired yearned. he was cornered at the seat of divine foresight, surrounded by alchemy commission enforcers and yanqing who had been privy to the secret considering he lived with the general and you.

the general sat at his desk, his fingers weaved together and propped up by his elbows. his forehead lowered and resting on the backs of his hands with his scrunched-up expression hidden under his white mane of hair that had been tied up messier than usual- if one could believe it with the nest of hair he normally had.

hearing the underlings of bailu chew his ears off, he could only catch a glance of yanqing at his side. arms locked at his sides with his fists clenched- jing yuan could only imagine the face he was making.

"y/n must be apprehended and relocated to the shackling prison, general. you're aware of this."

"all too well," he whispers to himself, but with the heavy quiet everyone can hear him. "yanqing," he calls without lifting his head.

"general?" the general had never heard the boy so soft spoken before. all his bravado seems to have shrunk.

"i will be contacting the ten lords commission," he swallows. "please make preperation for it."

"yes, general." the painful swallow in the young boy's voice was enough to tell jing yuan that he understood.

'go spend time with y/n before they're gone.' that was what jing yuan really said.

soon, jing yuan's office was clear of all guests and he finally lifted his head and leaned himself back in his chair. letting out a breath, he knew it was coming. you had been coughing up more leaves than he had expected and despite everything he tried, the affliction was ruthless.

it wasn't fair.

the next day, jing yuan had decided to do one finally task. for himself and for you. instead of waiting for the ten lords commission to come knocking at his doorstep, he was going to take one last final measure. even if it changes nothing and you're still taken away from him- perhaps it could extend your sanity just a little while longer. that alone would give jing yuan the smallest peace of mind.

your body had been getting weaker, and patches of yellow gingko shaped markings had spotted all over your body. jing yuan had to practically carry you all the way to the divination commission to meet with fu xuan.

"general," fu xuan's soft voice speaks as he undoes your blindfold but softly instructs that you keep your eyes closed for him. "are you sure you want to do this?"

"i've made my decision."

replacing your blindfold, the general places his palm across the span of your eyes. your hand reaches up to gently rest on his wrist and he can see the cursed yellow blotting you under your sleeves meant to keep it hidden. he grimaces.

"you're taking my memories... aren't you?" your voice had gone scratchy and distorted a few days ago, so you had refrained from speaking. another pointless suppression tactic.

"yes, my dear," he brings you down to your knees beneath the matrix that was ever turning. he kneels with you, keeping his hand over your eyes. "i am."

"yanqing?"

"he knows. i... i asked him not to come." he didn't want you to look that boy in the face and not know who he was. "after this, you'll be taken to the shackling prison." jing yuan closes his eyes and lets out a heavy breath. "i'm so sorry."

"i know." your gentle grasp on his wrist tightened and he wishes you'd rip off his gauntlet and embed your nails into his skin just so he'd have something left of you after the day's end. "it'll all be okay."

"no," he refutes, "it wont."

"general," fu xuan wistfully calls. "the ten lords commission will be coming shortly. if you're sure about this, then we must act quickly." the general nods, lifting off his knee to lean and push his forehead against yours one last time. his bangs still tickle your face, and his skin is warm. the way he smells of tea and the elixir you had been taking envelops you and you feel oddly at peace.

the next and last time jing yuan see's your eyes, they're stripped of everything he ever memorized about them. and you didn't recognize him.

the buzz about the general losing you was all hush, like a ripple that kept coming into contact with him. you were gone, taken away from him and all he wanted to do was find a way to get past it. get over it. accept it. but all the outside noise just kept reminding him about how much it hurt.

the buzz turned into murmurs, turned into static and as the days past public life returned to normalcy on the luofu. now, as welt, march and the trailblazer all walk around the divination commission they pass by a small jade plaque that had been placed there several years ago. it looked well-kept and there was a name inscribed on it.

"so, was this y/n person important or something?" march asks, unaware of the intensity that question could hold for some. fu xuan looks at the plaque that used to sit comfortably at the seat of divine foresight before it was moved.

"they were. a very important person who meant a lot to all of us on the luofu."

"did they...?" march's voice was sad, and welt tries to keep her from asking anything more. the plaque was obviously a memorial.

"they were stricken with mara a long time ago." fu xuan takes a deep breath and turns to the curious girl. "i'll be happy to answer any questions you have about them, but you must not bring the subject up to the general under any circumstances."

"the general? but why not?"

fu xuan's face falls and his lips curl over her teeth in a small frown that was biting back too many things she need not disclose to outsides ears.

"it would be pointless." was all she replies.

fu xuan looks longingly at the matrix and can picture the face of the general who had completely recovered from the loss of his partner. the general who will gaze out over his desk at the large star chess board in his office. the general who still entertains his young retainer in both combat training and chess games. the general who still had a bad habit of dozing off and slipping away from his seat and paperwork.

the general who doesn't remember he was ever in love to begin with.

sometimes, the general of the xianziou luofu finds himself starting out into empty space. the words 'it isn't fair' repeating in his subconscious bring a pain to him. he doesn't know what they mean. what wasn't fair? all he can do to shake the feeling and words is resume meditating.

jing yuan didn't know why he meditated. but he did know that he didn't want to remember why it hurts.

[maya-chirps]

[ID: a screenshot of a reblog by @/fleurtygurl. It reads: "Omg instant follow! I need more Philippines facts in my life!!! 😭😭😭

If you have any facts about filipino myths? That would be amazing. But also I will literally eat up everything you post!

I'm in desperate need of reconnecting with my roots, but I've been so busy that I haven't had any time to do any extensive research...."

/End ID]

@fleurtygurl Decided to make a whole post based on this because I loooove talking about Filipino mythology and researching more about different mythologies within the country and I also hadn't gone around to looking through the things I want to learn about.

Filipino mythology is a pretty huge umbrella term considering that there are hundreds of cultures in the archipelago that have different beliefs, practices, and traditions and especially before the Spanish colonial period. I won't get too deep into it, but basically if you want to learn about some grander pantheon or some general overarching compendium of beliefs that all precolonial Filipinos believe in, you won't be getting that sine historically, Filipinos were not a unified people, but a bunch of different countries and communities that were placed under one governing body for easy management for the Spanish crown.

With so many Filipino cultures and, by extension, mythologies, the best way with trying to reconnect with your heritage, it might be best to figure out which ethnic group you may have connections too and start researching from there. In my case, for example, I would look up both Tagalog mythology, Bikolano mythology, and Ilokano mythology in order to get a good grasp of the mythology of my roots since I'm mixed Tagalog, Bikolano, and Ilokano, and those three have widely different beliefs and especially with folk religion.

I guess the main issue with this is a lot of sources related to Filipino myths are often difficult to find, are unreliable, or plainly just non-existent. Lots of books are often out of circulation and print, or if they are still in print, they are often only sold by specific retailers and often cost a lot of money. Research papers are locked behind a paywall or are only available through specific e-libraries you can only access if you have an affiliation with a university. Online articles may be unreliable and source places that are hard to fact check. Blogs, honestly including mine to be frank, may parrot wrong information from other websites and articles, with their best feature being the possibility that they may have come from oral sources but those are also very few.

Honestly, I was about to go on a long tangent about discussing at least the Tagalog pantheon and mythology because it had a lot of sources I've seen online, but after hours of research, I've found out that there was also a lot of unreliable sources in terms of information about that so I've decided against rambling on further about it for now.

(I am still going to write about my findings on the Tagalog pantheon later but after what I've found out, I might take some time to look through a lot more primary sources which means colonial era texts and harder to find archived works.)

I will say that a good way to connect with more general Filipino folklore outside of mythology itself is probably consuming media that explores folklore and traditional beliefs. I recommend Trese, a Filipino comic turned series on Netflix if you want to see Filipino cryptids being used in a modern-day story made by Filipinos. There are also other comics that focus on Filipino mythology like The Mythology Class and its sequel The Children of Bathala by Arnold Arre.

There's also series and movies that take inspiration from Filipino folklore and mythology with Dayo: Sa Mundo ng Elementalya (English name Niko: The Journey to Magika) as my go-to suggestion. I had also heard good reviews for Amaya, a series created by GMA 7, but honestly I don't think the series clicked with me.

[sugar-and-pearls]

Howdy Hedone!

Wanted to ask these for the s/I ask game for Melosa:

9. who are your self insert’s closest friends?

16. freebie! name a fact about your self insert you want everyone to know.

2. when in canon does your self insert come in? do you have a scene in mind for your entrance?

Bonus: name five personality traits you'd use to describe your s/i.

Love ya!

Tonalli @tex-treasures

Hello Clover!! Thank you for sending this in!! If your interested in the game this question is from you can find it here.

9. who are your self insert’s closest friends?

I can see her keeping a correspondence with her pod mates. In Manila she is fond of the Emissary, often having tea with each other every other weekend.

16. freebie! name a fact about your self insert you want everyone to know.

Like all Nixies, Melosa has a deep love of music and dancing. This is her main reason for working in The Dominion, Dominic's club.

2. when in canon does your self insert come in? do you have a scene in mind for your entrance?

A lot of the time when I'm thinking of her I'm not thinking of her within the Trese Story line as we don't know if Dominic (her husband) is alive or dead. When I do think of them in the Trese story line I think she would pop up in the first couple of episodes. I like the idea of the main character, Alexandra having to come to them for something and finding them in their club, The Dominion. I really like the first opening shot of her being on Dominic's lap in this busy club as she plays the role of sleepy kitten while keeping a sharp eye on people.

Bonus: name five personality traits you'd use to describe your s/i.

hmmm, Cautious, Generous, Gentle, Calming, Leisurely - these would be the words I would use for Melsoa.

[darksideofthemamon]

The progression of Alex and Maliksi's relationship in the comics (feat. Me probably overanalyzing)

(In general or shippy, up to you)

Vol 1: Villain of the week.

He's the supernatural culprit in Case 2 and she catches him. That's basically it, though it's an important detail that he's the prince of a tribe the Treses are allied with.

Vol 3: Owing a favor

She uses her last wish from winning the race to get him to help her fight Talagbusao. That's it. We don't see them converse or anything, it's all very straightforward.

This goes differently in the Netflix show where he's more involved. There are no favors or wishes and he goes to her to personally deliver a message from his dad. He also outright expresses his support for her even though he technically shouldn't ("I won't tell if you won't.")

Vol. 5: A romantically interested nuisance

Maliksi's very involved in this arc, in fact it starts with him becoming a vigilante, which interferes with Alex's work. She's very understandably pissed at him and sees him as nothing but an annoyance that gets in her way.

This interaction^ in particular makes it seem like she doesn't even take him seriously. I sense so much hostility from those panels, and from both sides even!

He flirts with her throughout this arc but she turns him down, of course. He saves her life near the end, and while she's still aloof to him, she invites him back to base for information.

Vol. 6: Official allies

It seems she changed her mind about his superhero attempts because at the start of this volume, she outright calls him for help, unlike in the previous one where she told him to stay out of it. I'm guessing this is cus she saw how useful he was to have around in battle.

He's basically become part of the team at this point, enough for them to have an SOS codeword, and for him to tag along for the next case (which we see at the end) without being asked or him offering.

As for their personal relationship, and this is the part where I start over analyzing, but Alex's expressions seem much friendlier than the previous volume where she was hostile because he was a nuisance who she already had a past history reprimanding.

1) they're sitting next to eachother fdjldjjddj, 2) she listens to him instead of ignoring him (especially in that first panel where her brother gives a speech and she's looking at Maliksi tho idk why, unless like the Kambal he's looking at Seepul who's sitting across from him??), and 3) she doesn't look pissed at him, instead having an expression that I can only describe as "open"

In the end, he flirts with her again and she still turns him down, but again, doesn't look annoyed anymore (not like in vol 5) (also notice how in vol 5 he didn't get to ride with her, but now he does just like how she told him to stay out of the way but now calls him for help)

(Compare her expression here^ with the one from Vol 5)

In general, I really like how Volume 6 shakes up the status quo! This whole time it's been the trio of Trese + The Kambal tackling cases on their own and occasionally calling in a favor from an ally but in this volume, they assemble a team and then all share a meal together in the end. It's really fun and epic to see!

[lovinggreeniehours]

fleeting and far in-between

↳ trese × xiao

↳ 1.6k words | yay fluff :D

↳ happy anniversary to them 🥳 i don't have much to say about this one, and i'll just let the oneshot speak for itself. also the audience here is new so ill clarify ahead, xiao calls him esper :3 it's more like an alias than a nickname, but yeah, anyway hfsgjfdgj

"We're almost there, okay, I promise. Just hold on.."

Xiao would never do this with anyone else. Dark grey blindfold over his eyes, he walked with Trese's guiding hands on his shoulders. Their collective footsteps were somewhat slow, just to be careful that they wouldn't trip.

Trese, uncharacteristically, had insisted on surprise, so Xiao conceded when asked to travel to said surprise on foot. The terrain was rather rocky, from what little Xiao could sense under his feet, leading him to suspect they were in the mountains. Not that it had narrowed their location down by much, given the numerous ranges scattered across the scope of Liyue.

He found Trese's behavior of late to be intriguing. He very rarely attempted surprises like this, and Xiao's interest was piqued ever since his companion's return from his recent travels. He was obviously excited in the past few days, and made no move to conceal the fact. But still, he'd still made it clear that he would not be divulging his secrets. And so, Xiao hadn't bothered himself to ask. He trusted Trese to explain eventually. In his own time. But he could admit, his patience was beginning to thin under the weight of his growing curiosity.

"Esper."

"Almost there!" Trese insisted. Xiao could hear traces of a grin in his voice. He decided not to question him further.

"Okay, stop here."

So he did. Xiao moved to turn his head, only for Trese's hand to find his cheek, pushing lightly until he was facing forward again.

"Just a second."

Bemused, he counted. One.

A gentle wave of adeptal energy surged and washed over him. He didn't need to remove the blindfold any longer. Xiao recognized where they were.

He could picture it well enough in his mind's eye. A sky suspended in starry, picturesque twilight, drifting from resplendent pink to muted indigo within the span of random minutes or hours. Trees of ink-black bark and silvery foliage littered the area— white poplars that had gone extinct over a thousand years ago. The meadow grass matched the tree leaves in color and sheen. And in the vague distance, there would be a structure of black marble, as well as a gazebo built of the same stone to its east side.

Abodes reflected the countenance of their masters, and this domain was no exception. One could tell from a single glance that this was Trese's.

This domain was a place Xiao frequented often in the past few years. There was only one gateway inside, and apparently, very few people knew where it was. Xiao suspected he might be the only one. At least, he was the only one that seemed to visit.

The abode was often empty, as Trese was off adventuring with the Traveler and Paimon for a good measure of the year. When without much to do, and with his usual roost at Wangshu Inn being frequented by customers and tourists, Xiao began to spend more and more time in the abode. Occasionally, he'd find himself asleep on the heap of pillows in the gazebo. When he'd wake up, he'd be half-dreaming; his bleary vision mixing the monochromatic hues of his surroundings. Lying there in his home, Trese felt closer to him. Even while he was away.

At his side, Trese performed a small snapping motion with his fingers. The soft lilt of a flute began to drift through the air.

"Did you change your abode?" Xiao asked. It couldn't have been by much. Behind the dark grey fabric, Xiao still caught glimpses of the purple-pink sky, and the paleness of the trees.

Trese hummed, thinking. "In a way."

"That is a peculiar response.."

Trese giggled, the sound light and airy. "I'll untie you now, just hold on."

Xiao felt gentle hands carding through his hair. He fought to keep an expression off his face.

"Do not tease me." He crossed his arms.

"Wouldn't dream of it." Trese uttered in a tone that implied otherwise.

Before Xiao could begin berating him, the knot slipped from behind his head, and so the fabric fell from his eyes.

He was wrong. The abode had changed by much.

For in place of the familiar grass were numerous glaze lilies. Hundreds of them, spanning as far as his eyes could see. Sparkling, crystalline blue made up what was essentially an entire sea of flowers.

"..What is this?" Xiao murmured. He glanced sideways at a nervously smiling Trese.

"You used to tell me it was a pity that their numbers have dwindled."

Xiao did not deny that. He remembered that conversation well enough.

He looked down at the glaze lilies once more. In a time long forgotten, Liyue had many meadows just like these.

"Do.. you like it?" Trese asked, sidling up closer to him. "I asked some friends with Dendro for assistance. I did not have enough time to grow them myself. Especially not at this scale."

Now that Xiao was paying closer attention, he realized there was a line in the soil the lilies hadn't crossed. And yet, as he walked closer to inspect it, he realized that this was even more unfamiliar to him: a cliff's edge that had certainly not been there before.

"What is this?" He squinted down at the drop. He could just barely make out the foot of a mountain underneath a layer of fog. Like the rest of the abode, the fog was mystical— so grey that it appeared wisteria; curling about itself like a living cloud.

Trese, standing behind him, planted his chin atop Xiao's shoulder.

"You can choose to part the fog. I just added a window to see what's going on around the mountain while one is inside. If ever you wanted to check."

Xiao felt Trese pull back, and he turned to meet his eyes with question.

"You.. asked if I liked it." He murmured.

Trese nodded.

"But.. Is this not your abode?"

Trese's shoulders sagged a smidge, making Xiao backtrack immediately.

"I did not mean I was displeased."

"I know." Trese mumbled. But his hands were still folded behind his back, and his pout was evident. "I just wanted you to.. feel more at home. In here."

Xiao blinked at that.

Seeing his expression, Trese tilted his head. "What, is it surprising?"

Xiao turned away, his companion's gaze suddenly too bright to meet. Yet the sight of the flowers alone seemed to warm his face anyway.

I wanted you to feel more at home.

As he gathered his thoughts, Trese took a few, precarious steps closer.

"You told me once," He said quietly. "That.. before the war— before everything— the mask that you don now used to be for dance."

Warily, Xiao allowed their eyes to meet. A prompt to continue.

Trese sucked in a breath, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

"You had this look on your face. It was almost wistful. As if you were longing or reminiscing a time gone by. Or maybe a time that hasn't quite come to pass yet.

"I know you have your.. reservations, and responsibilities. I can't just wave a hand and take away all your problems, no matter how badly I want to. But I can wave a hand and play you some music. I can make this place bigger. Add more things. I can give you millions upon millions of flowers, if only it'll make you feel a little lighter.

"I only want to give you a home you can turn to when you feel like it's too much." He concluded, sheepishly glancing away. "And I can still change the abode to your liking. I don't mind."

"No." Xiao muttered. He shook his head. "No, you don't have to do that. I..."

His gaze trailed off with his words, the quality of his tone making Trese perk up a smidge.

"I.. appreciate all of this. I was surprised, is all. I never thought I'd be able to see something like this."

"So.." Trese nervously poked his index fingers together. "You like it?"

Xiao felt the corner of his own mouth tick upward ever so slightly. He nodded.

Watching Trese grin, Xiao couldn't help but notice that the music playing around them had accelerated in tempo as well.

"So.." Trese's feet shifted over the silver grass. He extended a hand towards Xiao. "Dance with me?"

Hesitantly, Xiao reached out to meet him, fingers intertwining, their movements tender and slow. Like the feeling he sensed deep in his being. Raw and open and vulnerable in a manner he never would've associated with his own self in a lifetime. The sensation pouring through him was no longer foreign, as it was, perhaps, two years ago, but natural as the blood rushing in his veins; as gentle as the thud of his heart against his ribs.

Maybe he even felt safe. Though his karmic debt weighed on him still, he found that there was not much reason to dwell on it. He could hold fast long enough to enjoy this fleeting moment of respite.

When he found it in himself to raise his eyes to Trese's, the domain seemed to sparkle around them, forming a halo around his partner's face. From the luminous starry sky to the flowers around them. The scene could pass for a dream, if not for the grounding warmth of their joined hands.

"And, you know," Trese added softly. "Don't think that this is only my abode. It's always been yours too. Ever since I gave you the key."

Xiao had no way with words. Not like Trese and his silver tongue. But he pulled Trese's hand to his lips without putting much thought into it, simply relishing the delighted little laugh the kiss got from him.

Xiao realized he himself was smiling back too. He felt lighter than he's ever been before.

[askthemysterkids]

So based on my previous question would their be others like dipper and trese around the world as occlut Detectives but nit know it

It would make sense if there was due to how widespread the paranormal or mythical activity is. I mean, the Amphibia girls found the music box in a pawn shop of all things. Luz found her way to the Owl House through another door. Dipper and Mabel just went on vacation to visit their weird uncle. Magic and the supernatural is everywhere, and due to the fact that you have to do digging to find something, there must be other detectives.

[yama951]

Stumbled on a cyberpunk Trese fan art and now my mind is imagining a sort of Submas Trese AU with Elesa being the occult detective Trese like figure and Ingo and Emmet being the Kambal.

The fact that the Kambal wear tragedy and comedy masks only makes it all the more fitting.

[aqqleshiqqing-archive]

bestie bestie i have pointed the friendship raygun at cy.no 😔 im coming after him /p,,,, trese thinks he's the funniest man alive. most pogchamp comedian ever to walk tey.vat (the boyfriends are very unimpressed 🥲)

THE MOST POGCHAMP COMEDIAN... it's so funny that it can make rocks cry.... (see the joke is ... rocks can't create water because they are soli-)

THE FACT THAT TRESE THINKS HES FUNNY HES PROBABLY THE ONLY ONE WHO WHEEZES SO HARD and everyone's just 🧍 SHDHSHSHHSHSHS

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Netflix’s Trese holds numerous dull insider facts as Alexandra Trese, a powerful agent, attempts to stop a conflict fermenting between the paranormal hidden world and humankind. In Manila, the shamed Mayor Santamaria winds up in prison for illegal exploitation and different wrongdoings attached to huge groups, breaking the agreements Alexandra’s dad set up years sooner to guarantee animals and humanity could exist in harmony.

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So to begin with, Percy and Juno (Percy short for "Perseus", because he was a damn fine mouser and in fact used to eat rats) came to us with their names. Juku was the 19th cat to be removed from a hoarder's house, and my housemate did not pick up that I said "ju-kyu", not "juku".

Then we got two kittens from the feral clowder in the woods outside my housemates' parents' house, sisters. One was Siamese and one was all black, so we named them Simoom ("Simi" for short) and Abyss.

Then Covid happened, and we couldn't get them fixed. We were trying to keep them inside the house, but there were broken window screens, so they kept getting out, and then returned to us with kittens.

Simi's kittens were named after chess pieces: Rook, Bishop, Knight and Pawn. Abyss' kittens were named after card suits: Heart, Diamond, Clover, Spade. (Clover is a joke. As a kid I always called the "clubs" suit "clovers".)

Then Juno, who had never successfully kept a pregnancy in 7 years, suddenly managed to get and stay pregnant. We'd thought she literally couldn't. Her kittens were named for the classic elements/styles of bending in A:TLA... Earth, Air, Water and Fire.

Rook, Heart and Diamond got new homes (as did Abyss herself, because she couldn't handle being around so many cats.) Bishop, sadly, got hit by a car and died. Clover and Spade are identical black cats who we started referring to collectively as the Kambal, from the anime Trese. (It's Filipino for "twins"). Water vanished, Air got given away. Earth and Fire got renamed (and have been renamed about six million times at this point): Earth has been Baby Girl and Eris, Fire has been Mango, Hephaestus, Igni, Ares, Orange Baby, and Johnny.

Clover got given to a neighbor who lost her black cat, Wakanda. Spade and Simi hardly ever come home; we consider them outdoor cats. The chess cats never got renamed, so now Knight and Pawn are the two left from that set.

Recently we brought in a new feral kitten from the clowder, Papillon. So far we have not allowed him outside. We're trying to make him an indoors cat. The other cats are all allowed outside because there are way too many of them to keep inside, but we can't give them away because, due to the Covid lockdown preventing timely fixing, there was a huge glut of kittens in 2020 and everyone in the area who wants a cat has one now. We took Papillon because, unlike the rest of the feral clowder kittens, he was very friendly to humans and smart enough to figure out that he really, really wanted to come indoors.

All of them are fixed now, thank god. Fix your kittens first chance you get! You never know when circumstances will prevent you from getting them fixed, and then you end up having a crazy cat lady household where there are 10 cats that live in your house at least part of the time.

Alright so I'm researching cat names because reasons. Normally I'd just do this on petfinder but petfinder makes me cry because all the cats look sad and my heart is shattered by the 4th cat in the scroll. Makes research hard. But you and your happy cats can help me!

Seriously! I want to hear the unique ones!

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the boys just love their ate ok

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hi haze!!!! okay since i was thinking about them yesterday ill do trese

he's an anemo character with a bow (and a 5-star. in my heart /hj) i haven't worked out his skills or talents yet, but it would have something to do with giving enemies bad luck

trese is an adep.tus in title. he considers li.yue his home after running away from monds.tadt in the arc.hon war. he didn't make a contract because he valued his freedom too much, so most of the other ade.pti (especially the Really older ones) aren't very fond of him

when i imagine him in the plot, he's something of a tutorial character like pai.mon. he's usually with the traveler i entertain thoughts of him and aether kissing because i am only gay because trese has always been moving around from place to place all the time. he just has a companion this time 👍

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does trese count as cop propaganda if the one token good cop who was written interestingly like a prisoner calls him out and he proved he cared and acknowledges his crimes up front, remembers the names of the victims , wants to make up for it by saving this man, still gets killed at the end

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I feel that Trese was rushed but well animated and it had a vary interesting world and plot but I feel like we should have explored this interesting world of mythological creatures coexisting in the modern day world of humans, while a good portion of people like powers, battles with cleaver strategies and mysteries, but people seem to so often to forget that “world exploration” adds a great amount of spice to these sorts of things, like for example “The Book of Bobba Fett” even though it lacked the fighting we’re used to seeing in “Star Wars” and the fact that we we’re exploring the rich world of Tatooine in great depth in comparison too the previous movies that just lazily threw us into alien worlds with more questions than answers gave us the audience a vary good and spicy story line that sucked in it’s audience,,, heck it why I like the tropes of (mythological creatures livening in the modern day world of humans) so much it what sucked me into “Jake Long the American dragon” and “The Tales of Arcadia series” and “hellboy” and if people did this tropes with more world building and exploring it would be a lot more interesting then it currently is. No offense to anyone but “world exploring” needs more love now a days when it comes to series and movies alike.

Oh yes definitely! There were soo many tribes and creatures in the Lakan council (pardon me for forgetting the name) but we didn't really get to see much of the creatures in action except in a few flash backs. I could forgive Trese for feeling a bit too rushed and jarring though, because they had to squeeze in all that content from the comics into 6 episodes! Hopefully season 2 contains more episodes, thus giving us more time to dive into this magical world of filipino mythos!

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"Tao po!" -- the way we knock on doors in the Philippines

Knock knock.

"Tao po!"

Only then will most doors open in the Philippines. It's almost second nature for Filipinos to shout "tao po!" when knocking on a gate or a building's front door. In fact, almost no one thinks about it unless asked by a visiting foreigner why we do such a thing. This custom, like many others, has roots in folk beliefs stretching from before the Spanish colonization in the 1500s.

The phrase "tao po!" functions as a sort of password to declare that indeed, the person knocking at the gate is human. In Filipino folklore, entities such as the dreaded aswang can shapeshift into human form, thus allowing them to walk around under daylight. This has been nicely illustrated in "Trese" and other modern works that have aswangs and other beings successfully interfacing with Filipinos in every day transactions. Even a trained eye may have difficulty differentiating the aswang from a human, owing to the sometimes appealing forms that they take.

However there are some distinct 'tells' about aswangs. My mother used to say that there are some human-like entities who must leave a church before the Consecration in the Roman Catholic Mass (in many cases, church doors were left open in the Philippines at least prior to the pandemic). Apparently their nature made them unable to really sit through the whole liturgy. More commonly though, aswangs cannot actually declare themselves as human, and thus cannot actually say "tao po!" when they wish to enter a house.

Practicalities of Saying Passwords

In a more practical sense, saying "tao po" is a declaration of friendly intent. Although yes, thieves and miscreants have been known to put on amiable facades and befriend inhabitants before entering a home, it is not usual for a break-in to commence with someone saying "tao po" or some similar phrase. Simply saying it is a polite way of announcing your presence and that you do not mean any harm,

In places with lots of ambient noise like in the middle of the big city, it is easy to confuse a knock with other sounds from the outdoors such as falling objects. Sometimes people learn to tune out such distractions, but will still pay attention for someone shouting "tao po!". If you don't want to be left standing out on the street, knocking futilely, you'd better learn to say "tao po!"

Invitations to the Vampire and Aswangs

This custom is also related to folklore from other countries concerning entities that can only enter homes 'by invitation'. This seems to be a cross cultural thing: vampires in European literature, rakshasa in Hindu mythology, and even the 'black eyed children' of urban legends. The trick with handling these entities is to never inadvertently invite them in. This can be as simple as learning to keep doors closed, installing sacred emblems or sigils on entryways, strewing salt and herbs as repellents, or using passcodes as in the phrase "tao po!"

It is generally understood that nothing good can come from accidentally inviting the uncanny into your dwelling. Apart from the risk of serious bodily harm and mortality, there is also the possibility of accidentally transferring ownership of your home to your unwanted guest.

Never Answer the Call of the Mimic

But does this apply to people that you do know, or who live in that house anyway? Still, there is cause to be very careful even with one's housemates. Another thing that seems to happen in Philippine folklore is having spirits mimic the voices of loved ones or other humans in an attempt to lure the unsuspecting into a trap. Many an old person will warn you that if you do not see who is calling you, it is best not to answer. Otherwise, you may find yourself talking to a spirit. In almost all cases, these spirits will not declare themselves as human, but will simply continue their impersonation.

I didn't personally pay much heed to this until a creepy incident in my childhood home when I was in my 20s. My siblings and I were relaxing in our living room one afternoon, with the family dog at our feet. Our home had 3 doors opening to the street: one in the living room where we were, one through the garage leading to the kitchen, and one leading to a side room. Suddenly all three of us heard what sounded like the kitchen door opening, followed by our mother's voice calling to us. Even the dog got up and began barking.

Thinking nothing of it, we just called "oh hi Mom", expecting we would soon see her in the living room. Five minutes, then ten passed by...and still no sign of our mother or anyone else in the house! When we did venture into the kitchen, there was no sign of a break in or anything having entered. The door was locked.

Our parents did actually arrive home hours later, in time for dinner. We mentioned this incident to them, and our mother simply shook her head. "Don't answer next time if you don't see me!" she warned us.

Be careful who you speak to. That person better declare what he or she is supposed to be first.