OF DARKNESS

tracking: #ettenebrae & #et tenebrae selective & private MOTHMAN of myths and legends as interpreted by OZZY 4/28/18 rules // about

[ulquiora]

[ameliacarina]

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[demigodxtonio]

[caviria]

[nakurawari]

[geopsych]

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plotting call? o_o?

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necrophagic‌

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     “You mean it? For realsies?”– Caesar is beyond delighted! Catch his luck, getting to find the elusive cryptid, talking to the elusive cryptid, being offered to lay down with the elusive cryptid, what was this, had Christmas come early? He wishes he’d brought his camera but he wasn’t going to complain about it! With fluid, feline movements, he’s already scrambling up to sit compactly in the space that had been designated for him. He nods, happily to himself, before turning completely in his place to stare at the creature with unperturbed eyes. “I call myself Caesar” he says slowly, solemnly. “What should Caesar call you?”

quinn nods a lazy affirmation, sleep riddled eyes watching as caesar settles beside them. they roll over onto their side, tucking wings tightly to their back, and cradles chin within upturned palm. ❝ i’m quinn. ❞ the downy feathers at their chest ruffles, a reaction most similar to a human shivering. ❝ is caesar a human? ❞ he looks human, but they could be wrong. they’ve met all types of human looking creatures. ❝ what is caesar doing here? ❞ 

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tepiidus‌

          Black eyes widen as they settle upon the gift, her head gently tilting as she studies it. The wings that protruded from her cranium flutter slightly; why a gift? Perhaps a peace offering of sorts? Whatever it was, it certainly held the female moth’s interest. Slim digits slowly reached forward before snatching the cloth from the other’s fingers, observing it.

         “ … Lily. my name– my name is Lily. ” her voice is soft, a tad more steady than it had been originally. a sign that she was slowly becoming more comfortable. Sitting upon her branch, her wings rest finally, antenna folding back. She continues to rub and feel the fabric in her hands, entraced by it’s sensation. 

          “ … What has brought you here? ”

she takes the cloth from them with more curiosity and vigor than they’d anticipated, but they also think this is a really good thing! quinn shifts closer, lifting themselves higher into the tree and its branches. 

❝ lily. ❞ the sound of her name feels funny on their tongue. ❝ lily. i like it. ❞ reaching up to touch at their own mouth, they silently move their tongue around in their mouth as if enunciating it. they will definitely find themselves repeating this word later on. 

❝ exploring. ❞ they learned this word from the radio, although they still don’t know what a radio even is. ❝ i found you — accident? we make friends. ❞

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hi im gay and i really love wigs 

[ravenresources]

send “you okay?” to find my muse sitting alone on a roof at night.

[llovinghome]

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“You look so comfortable. I wish I could be that comfortable.” / from Caesar, your local cryptid fanatic clown boy.

meme // @necrophagic // accepting!

❝ comfortable. ❞ they repeat, enunciating each syllable. they don’t know what that word means, but with context clues — they think they understand! they stretch and pretend to yawn to prove it. ❝ you can be comfortable. ❞ quinn cracks an eye open to briefly glance up at their company before gaze flits down to the extra space at their side. ❝ lay down. ❞

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the sun and quinn don’t really get along. 

it gives off too much light and heat, making them incredibly lethargic. they retreat into one of their nests during the day, usually sleeping or doing any type of activity that doesn’t require a lot of energy / focus. because they prefer nesting deep underground, the sunlight or the heat doesn’t effect them nearly as much as it would above ground. 

if quinn were to venture out at night and not be able to get home or somewhere underground before sunrise, they’d drop in their tracks and fall into such a deep sleep it could easily be considered a coma. they wouldn’t wake up until night comes back around. this is why they don’t travel away from home very often. 

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lachalaine 

THIS IS CUTE IM GONNA CONTINUE IT PLEASE AND THANK YOU!

lkdfjglsjbd yes good. let quinn Love Bite