#local folklore

[chaoticdesertdweller]

[spiritualsidequest]

The urge to disappear into the forest and become local folklore is HELLA strong lately.

[wardensantoineandevka]

the funniest part to me is that Antoine, the Grey Warden's foremost explosives and alchemical flame developer who is constantly working on a bomb or a better way to start fires, doesn't even seem to have a personal fascination with fire or explosions, they're just the most useful and valuable things for him to work on professionally

[ur-local-wizard]

INCUBUS!MATTHEO HC'Sᯓ★

sexual themes (so 18+), an incubus is literally a demon, I am not responsible for your media consumption.

Incubus!Mattheo who, unlike common folklore stories, would rather not take advantage of sleeping women. He wants them fully consenting.

Incubus!Mattheo who uses his otherworldly handsomeness to seduce women, and eventually fuck them.

Incubus!Mattheo who is a total munch. He needs sex to survive, after all; so he might as well make sure his partner is enjoying herself.

Incubus!Mattheo who isn't a total monster, not having intercourse with a woman more than twice because he knows it could cause serious harm, or even kill her.

Incubus!Mattheo who finds it utterly hilarious when men ask him how he gets laid so often.

Incubus!Mattheo whose deep, rumbly voice and honeyed words capture every woman's attention.

Incubus!Mattheo whose heart breaks and soul shatters when he realizes that the one woman he wants most -- you -- would be seriously harmed by being with him.

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[the-nettle-knight]

To other English people, stop saying "England has no culture", it is actively harming us. There is a reason the Tories defunded the arts and heritage sectors whilst scapegoating immigrants. The fear that immigrants will come and destroy Englishness is only working as the government is literally trying to actively wipe it out. If we a) recognise the things that are distinctly cultural (eg architecture styles) and b) actively participate in the traditions you're always told are silly (Morris and Molly dancing, scarecrow competitions and folk songs), it will actually make us better as a country and more difficult to divide via classism, racism and xenophobia

To be extra clear, these traditions are for everyone, queer people, imagrants and anyone of any faith (including Islam).

The deliberate eroding of our folklore/traditions by conservatives (both big and little c) is allowing for the insecurities weaponised by the types of Tommy Robinson against imagrants. These traditions and folklore do still need challenging from a modern critical lense (like how blackface has been removed from Morris dancing). Nor should they be preserved exactly how they used to be, because folklore and customs have always changed with the times. Having a good understanding of our past, critically understanding and accepting of the problems in it will absolutely contribute to decolonisation. Hopefully, having a solid grasp of our own traditions and folklore in a meaningful positive way will allow us to step back from clinging desperately to the parts of Welsh, Scottish and Irish culture we cling to because we don't think we have our own. Doing so will also hopefully allow for more support of the Welsh, Scottish and Irish independence movements. Also, it will hopefully stop the rampant cultural appropriation of other sacred traditions - it's ridiculous that modern wiccans believe that smudging with a non native plant (white sage) that's being driven to extinction by over harvesting will clear any sort of bad luck.

[inkyami]

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[hobgobknowsbest]

[corrodedcoughin]

just thinking out loud but the Steve going to college because believe it or not he’s finally found a very specific course that catches his interest and it happens to be in Fort Wayne so he can still check in on the kids. It gets even better when Robin and Nancy decide they want to stay local too so they all pack together and get excited (and nervous) about moving.

The time comes and they leave Hawkins and suddenly it’s the first proper day of classes. The three of them are spread over the campus so Steve treks alone to his first class, the reason he chose the college in the first place: Introduction to Folklore.

He’s so ready to learn about something he’s finally interested in. Doesn’t pay attention to the usual seating conventions and social status, just wants to know where they’ll be starting, cliques and popularity contests a long gone part of his life.

The professor is in her stride, painting a picture with her stories of creatures from folklore and the origins, Steve can’t believe it but he’s genuinely excited to learn for once. The pinpoint accuracy focus on the professor is shattered when a voice erupts next to him

‘That’s great and everything but shouldn’t there have been a moth man lover sighting by now? Where is the justice for this noble creature I ask you? I know there’s monster fuckers out there professor.’

The professor slowly engages the guy in conversation but Steve is seething. Who does this guy think he is? Does he think this is a private class just for him? That Steve isn’t paying good money to be here? So pen clenched in a white knuckled hand Steve lets his bitchy temperament get the better of him ‘I thought this was a folklore class? Not a self insert romance lit course’ he clearly says it too loud because the boy next to him. The one who started all this turns to Steve and raises an eyebrow, a smug smile on his face and lets out a ‘huh interesting’ and what’s Steve supposed to do with that? And more importantly what’s Steve supposed to do with the fact that the guy is stupid hot with this long hair, tattoo combo and that the smug look on his face definitely made Steve’s heartbeat thunder in his ears? Out of rage on behalf of his fellow students, of course.

Turns out it doesn’t matter, the class is over and Steve is running out the door, determined not to get caught by those eyes again.

It starts off a Thing between them. Every week the guy, Eddie, will challenge the lecturer with some inane point that Steve refuses to accept he actually believes to the point of Steve firing back an argument at him. Eventually they are full on debates in the middle of the class that the professor has to mediate after eddie decided that standing on the table would be appropriate (of course, not to be outdone, steve followed).

They absolutely do not have a thing for each other and the rest of the class absolutely do have a sweepstakes on when they’ll get together

[chilljustacat]

[mossofteeth]

|| @southrnweed echoed: ¹⁾ a rural gas station in the middle of the night / for the setting prompts meme?

The bell over the door of the gas station pierced the otherwise quiet night as Genevieve dragged herself through the opening to make a beeline for the bathroom. Her thick curls were saturated, hanging low around the small of her back and leaving a trail of water droplets behind her with each step she took.

The old man behind the counter had learned, in the course of her regular visits, that it was easier to simply wonder where she came from and why she always looked like she’d just left some aquatic fight club. She’d become a small thrill of mystery in his otherwise mundane life.

She turned the lock on the bathroom door before turning and leaning back against it, eyes closing as a shaky breath left her body. The fluorescent light flickered, casting an eerie strobe that complemented the grim state of the tiny space. She’d come to find the dingy room quite peaceful; a grimy little shelter after the storm. She made quick work of slathering her screaming gums with Orajel, spitting the bloody mix of saliva into the sink near the door. She pulled up her long skirt, a hiss sliding between her teeth as the fabric caught on the patches of raw skin down her legs. She’d been working on developing an ointment to help heal them faster, but hadn’t quite cracked the right ingredients. But the pain with each transformation was an ever present kick in the ass for her to get it done.

After a few more minutes, she slipped out of the bathroom and made her way along the back wall, dark eyes lazily looking over the drink selections as she continued on towards the back. She stopped in her tracks as she turned the corner, sensing the presence of someone else on down the narrow aisle, directly in front of the drink cooler she was searching for. She clasped her hands together and pretended to look for something directly in front of her, happy to wait for the stranger to make their decision and move on.

[somethingusefulfromflorida]

For those of you who are interested in becoming horror movie protagonists, your local library's parapsychology/occultism section can be found under Dewey Decimal classification 130.0 - 130.9

If you're looking for folklore, that would be in the early 398s (if you hit "jokes and jests," 398.7, you've gone too far)

[the-trans-folk-witch]

The Blue Devil Reigns: Frostbite Incurs.

Before the devil was red or goat-headed, he was blue. I kindly ask you to read this article to see what I mean.

Above is a modern picture which i have chosen to represent this devil in my practice. I bring to you the fourth devil. The winter season. A spirit i alone have welcomed into Ozark witchcraft. He is the cold and pestilence. He is the blue the body turns when it is found under the snow. He is the suffering of winter. He is the first devil and rules the first season of the year. He brings with him the flu, covid-19, and many other seasonal illnesses. His messengers are the rat and the blue jay. His song is the honk of the geese as they try to flee him. He is the chill upon you as the wind blows, the coolness of peppermint and candy canes in your home. He is there when the power goes out, when the fireplace dims, and as the snow thickens. He is the first devil cast from heaven. Left alone in the cold of earth. He is Lucifer. He is Jack Frost. And he is here.

[haruspicina]

hey friends! I posted a lil horror!tomione for halloween!

[ur-local-wizard]

INCUBUS!MATTHEO ᯓ★

Incubus!Mattheo is the kind of mythological creature to stray from common folklore. He's seductive, sharp-tongued, and deadly. His sweet words enrapture every woman he sets his eyes on; but his touch is pointed like a knife, and his presence alone is enough to kill.

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[walkingbomb]

reblog and put a local/your favourite cryptid, mythical creature, paranormal phenomenon or other folklore in the tags

[whataspaz]

Kappa/Bart mashup I painted for a local art show full of different Barts!

11x14 gouache on arches watercolor paper.