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[emmavakarian-theirin]

the witcher but with britney spears music (heavily inspired by @paper-records)

[bettsfic]

[chief-of-project-e]

Irish people; The faeries aren’t real

Irish people; No fucking way will I go in that faerie ring

[queer-trans-amazon-deactivated2]

#look#you don’t go in a fairy ring and you don’t fuck with a stone in the middle of a field#these are just facts#nobody does it#fairies will fuck you up#Ireland#folklore#fairies (Via @false-dawn)

[false-dawn]

Look, I don’t believe in God, but I will not disrespect the Good Gentlemen of the Hills. That’s just common sense.

[ohmeursault]

Between this and the Icelanders with their elves I do not understand what is going on above the 50th parallel.

[superindianslug]

My general rule of thumb: you don’t have to believe in everything, but don’t fuck with it, just in case.

[elocinneem-deactivated20160605]

^^^ that part

[dduane]

This is truer than true. Especially the Irish part.

Let me tell you what I know about this after living here for nearly thirty years.

This is a modern European country, the home of hot net startups, of Internet giants and (in some places, some very few places) the fastest broadband on Earth. People here live in this century, HARD.

Yet they get nervous about walking up that one hill close to their home after dark, because, you know… stuff happens there.

I know this because Peter and I live next to One Of Those Hills. There are people in our locality who wouldn’t go up our tiny country road on a dark night for love or money. What they make of us being so close to it for so long without harm coming to us, I have no idea. For all I know, it’s ascribed to us being writers (i.e. sort of bards) or mad folk (also in some kind of positive relationship with the Dangerous Side: don’t forget that the root word of “silly”, which used to be English for “crazy”, is the Old English _saelig_, “holy”…) or otherwise somehow weirdly exempt.

And you know what? I’m never going to ask. Because one does not discuss such things. Lest people from outside get the wrong idea about us, about normal modern Irish people living in normal modern Ireland.

You hear about this in whispers, though, in the pub, late at night, when all the tourists have gone to bed or gone away and no one but the locals are around. That hill. That curve in the road. That cold feeling you get in that one place. There is a deep understanding that there is something here older than us, that doesn’t care about us particularly, that (when we obtrude on it) is as willing to kick us in the slats as to let us pass by unmolested.

So you greet the magpies, singly or otherwise. You let stones in the middle of fields be. You apologize to the hawthorn bush when you’re pruning it. If you see something peculiar that cannot be otherwise explained, you are polite to it and pass onward about your business without further comment. And you don’t go on about it afterwards. Because it’s… unwise. Not that you personally know any examples of people who’ve screwed it up, of course. But you don’t meddle, and you learn when to look the other way, not to see, not to hear. Some things have just been here (for various values of “here” and various values of “been”) a lot longer than you have, and will be here still after you’re gone. That’s the way of it. When you hear the story about the idiots who for a prank chainsawed the centuries-old fairy tree a couple of counties over, you say – if asked by a neighbor – exactly what they’re probably thinking: “Poor fuckers. They’re doomed.” And if asked by anybody else you shake your head and say something anodyne about Kids These Days. (While thinking DOOMED all over again, because there are some particularly self-destructive ways to increase entropy.)

Meanwhile, in Iceland: the county council that carelessly knocked a known elf rock off a hillside when repairing a road has had to go dig the rock up from where it got buried during construction, because that road has had the most impossible damn stuff happen to it since that you ever heard of. Doubtless some nice person (maybe they’ll send out for the Priest of Thor or some such) will come along and do a little propitiatory sacrifice of some kind to the alfar, belatedly begging their pardon for the inconvenience.

They’re building the alfar a new temple, too.

Atlantic islands. Faerie: we haz it.

[pamisleyphd]

The Southwest is like this in some ways. You don’t go traveling along the highways at night with an empty car seat. Because an empty car seat is an invitation. You stick your luggage, your laptop bag, whatever you got in that seat. Else something best left undiscussed and unnamed (because to discuss it by name is to go ‘AY WE’RE TALKING BOUT YA WE’RE HERE AND ALSO IGNORANT OF WHAT YOU’RE CAPABLE OF’ at the top of your damn lungs at them) will jump in to the car, after which you’re gonna have a bad time.

If you’re out in the woods, you keep constant, consistent count of your party and make sure you know everyone well enough that you can ID them by face alone, lest something imitating a person get at you. They like to insert themselves in the party and just observe before they strike. It’s a game to them. In general you don’t fuck with the weird, you ignore the lights in the sky (no, this isn’t a god damn night vale reference, yes I’m serious) and the woods, you lock up at night and you don’t answer the door for love or money. Whatever or whoever’s knocking ain’t your buddy.

[thefingerfuckingfemalefury]

^ So much good advice in this post right here

[weirdo-city]

I live in the south and… you just… don’t go into the woods or fields at night.

Don’t go near big trees in the night

If you live on a farm, don’t look outside the windows at night

I have broken all these rules.

I’ve seen some shit.

If it sounds like your mom, but you didn’t realize your mom is home…. it’s not your mom. Promise.

One walked onto the porch once. Wasn’t fun. But they’re not super keen on guns. Typically bolt when they see one.

You think it’s the neighbor kids.

It’s not the neighbor kids.

Might sound like coyotes but you never really /see/ the coyotes but then wow that one cow was reaaaaaally fucked up this morning. The next night when you hear another one screaming you just turn the tv up a little more. Maybe fire a gun in the air but you don’t go after it. If it is coyotes then it’s probably a pack and you seriously don’t want to fuck with that and if it’s the other thing you seriously REALLY don’t want to fuck with that.

So in the south, especially near the mountains, you just go straight from your car to inside your house, draw your curtains and watch tv.

If you see lights in the fields just fucking leave it alone.

Eyes forward. Don’t be fucking stupid. Mind your own business. Call your neighbors and tell them to bring the cats in. There’s coyotes out. Some of them know. Most of them don’t.

Other than that everything’s a ghost and they died in the civil war. Literally all of everything else is just the civil war. We used to smell old perfume and pipe tobacco in the weeks leading up to the battle anniversaries.

Shit’s wild and I sound fucking crazy but I swear to god it’s true.

[witchy-woman]

Every time this post comes around, it’s my favorite to open up the notes and read the stories. Probably shouldn’t have since I’m sleeping alone tonight, but you know, it’s fine. 😂

[mistresstrevelyan]

Austrian girl here who has lived in Ireland for 5+ years. This shit is LEGIT. I’ve seen it with my own two Catholic eyes. 

Sure, visit during the day. That’s alright as long as you’re respectful. But you couldn’t PAY ME ENOUGH to go there at night. These are also the last places where you wanna start littering. 

[gayantlers]

I grew up in southwest Pennsylvania which is a weird mixture of American cultures and environments. I was in the heavily forested mountains (northern Appalachia) but had lots and lots of corn fields and cow pastures. Like the Smoky Mountains and fields of Kansas combined. And being so cut off from a lot of the world, we had our fair share of ghost stories.

We had ‘witches’ in the mountains (more like ghost-women who will snatch you up by making you wander in a daze around the forest like the Blair Witch before killing you or letting you back out into society but you’re… different). Or devils in springs or abandoned wells (don’t look too long into one or something will follow you). 

But we also had the cornfield demons. I’ve witnessed this many times. You’ll be in the passenger seat looking out the window and see red glowing eyes in the cornfield. No light shining in that direction. Just two red dots a few inches apart faintly glowing in a pitch black cornfield. They’re not the glow of deer eyes in the headlights. More like the embers of a dying fire. Sometimes, as you drive away, you’ll look out the back window or side mirror and you can see the eyes have moved to the edge of the corn field, still watching you. If you bring it up with the driver, they’ll call you paranoid, but grip the wheel a bit tighter and driver a little faster.

I was walking to a friend’s house one night. It was about 20 minutes down a dirt road with forest on one side and a cornfield on the other. I’ve walked past it many times and wasn’t really concerned. My main worry was coming across a skunk or porcupine. I didn’t have a flashlight because the moonlight was bright enough and I knew the walk really well. Then I saw the eyes. I immediately averted mine (because for some reason that’s how to not annoy it) but they kept wandering back. They were still there, watching. I heard rustling and saw the eyes come closer and I took off running. I got to my friends without a scratch, but I was terrified. I mentioned it to my friend and that’s when I found out it was A Thing. Her parents agreed and shared their stories. I brought it up more and almost everyone knew what I was talking about. It was a phenomenon a lot of folks around town experienced but never mentioned. To this day, I don’t linger around poorly light cornfields at night. 

[breelandwalker]

Faeries and Wee Folk and Liminal Spaces, oh myyyy…

I just…yes. This. All of this. And then some.

You don’t have to understand it. You don’t have to believe in it.

But if you know what’s good for you, DON’T FUCK WITH IT.

[colorfulcipher]

I was born and raised in the city. My grandparents lived in the outskirts, but then decided to move back to a small mountain town my grandmother’s family used to live in. By small I mean it has less than 20 houses, and everyone knows everyone. It is an old little place, perched on the side of the mountain, with buildings made of stones. Right under it, there are fields, and then the woods.

The first time I visited (more or less 7 years ago) my grandomother was very careful to warn me not to go out when it’s dark. She’s the same woman who taught me about myths and legends, and told me that there are things wandering around. We don’t know who they are, or what they are, but they like to stroll through the town when they know it’s quiet. Usually they are calm, but sometimes they try to get people to come with them back into the woods. They make you see things, imitate noises and voices. They won’t let you come back.

I was skeptical, but I obeyed.

Fast forward to 3 years ago.

I was spending the month with my grandparents, and it was only the three of us since my family decided to stay in Rome. One day around 9 pm (the sun had just set) I was in the kitchen on the second floor, reading at the table, when I my grandmother called me from the garden. The window was open, so I clearly heard her shout “Giorgia! Can you come down a second?”

It wasn’t the first time it had happened: my grandmother had a dog who was pretty old and had trouble walking, so she’d call me down into the garden from time to time to help her move him back inside. But she never asked me to go out at night.

“Is everything okay?” I yelled, still sitting at the table “You need help?”

“Can you come down a second?” she repeated.

I just thought “Meh” and stood up to go downstairs to the lobby and reach the garden- 

-and I met my grandmother in the hallway.

I asked her “You don’t need help anymore?”. She just stared at me, so I explained that I heard her call me from the garden.

“You didn’t look down from window, did you?”

I shook my head, and she calmly walked into the kitchen and closed the window.

“You shouldn’t go out, it’s dark.” she told me, getting a bottle of water from the fridge. Like nothing had happened.

“But I heard you call-”

“It’s dark, Giorgia.”

That’s when I fully realized that it wasn’t my grandmother who tried to get me to go out in the night.

And that’s why I don’t fuck with the unknown.

[nerdychickshavemorefun]

Local legend time.

Here in Central Indiana, there are two local paranormal sites less than ten minutes from my house. The first is Sunken Road.

Sunken Road is this little, one-lane dirt road that runs between two country roads. It runs through a relatively low-lying area that floods a lot, and is pretty marshy in general, covered in this patches of scraggly marsh-forest (a horrible description, but you know what I mean). At one point in the road, it drops down real sharp about five feet, levels out for maybe fifty yards, and goes back up. There’s where the problem is: way back when, they were trying to build a bridge over this dip, because it especially floods. No ones ever said why- I myself probably think it’s an Indian curse, as related to the second legend- but A LOT of people died trying to make this damn bridge. Horses and men drowned or went missing, to the point that they gave up building the thing. You don’t go down this road on a full moon; personally, I think moonless nights are just as bad. People say, on the right night- Halloween, the solstices, New Years, it varies depending on the version- you can still hear the horses scream as they or their masters sink into the muck.

The other legend is Thirteen Graves. Long story short, back in the 1800s, the locals hung a bakers dozen of Indians. Instead of handing the bodies back to the tribe, they buried them in unmarked graves in this local cemetery; I’ve been here only because some of my ancestors are buried there, and Tobago was in broad daylight. Anyway, when they buried these guys, they put these big slabs of rock- limestone or concrete- on top. Can’t remember why, but I’d guess it was to prevent either the locals or the tribe digging them back up. One of the graves particularly is special. Walk along and count them, and you’ll get thirteen; turn and walk back the other way, and you might only get twelve. Supposedly, this one grave, it the right amount of moonlight, gives off a certain glow, though none of the others do. I wouldn’t know; when my friends dragged us there one night, I never got out of the car, and made sure to lock the doors.

[guardiansofwolves-deactivated20]

Okay look, people always say “Let’s go to Bali for a holiday”, but Bali isn’t known as the Island of the Gods for nothing. Those candle offerings you see next to statues all over the road? And next to trees? They contain beings that you MUST be respectful to. I have heard so many stories of people snuffing candles out, only to accidentally end up in a hospital one way or the other.

Point is, don’t fucking mess with the other side, and be respectful for cultures and old myths even if you don’t believe them.

[vintrkraka]

Here in Minnesota, we don’t have much. Rumors, legends, sure. But there are two things you don’t mess with regardless of whether you believe in them or not.

You really don’t want to be on Lake Superior in November, and if you see a tall emaciated figure in the northwoods, you run the other way. That’s a wendigo.

[my-sun-is-gone-deactivated20180]

As someone from Michigan, I can concur on both of these.

[wookieeleaks]

Martin Freeman reading ‘How to Train your Dragon’ ♥

This is totally awesome, I mean, two of my favorite things in the world :D

[journeythelearner]

Mood for eternity

[irishred92]

IT'S OPENING! IT'S OPENING! OK bear with me as I get excited once again about my orchids... The 1st picture was taken this morning at 7:17 a.m. and pictures 2-4 were taken today at 8:07 p.m... Whatever I am doing (and whatever I am not doing) is making these orchids thrive. I AM SO EXCITED! THIS IS AMAZING! 3 out of the 6 orchids I have, has visible new growth, the other 3 of them still have the original blooms that I bought them with still healthy and attached to the healthy stems, glowing leaves and plenty of air roots. This is amazing!!! It may be the end of March now, but maybe by the end of April, or the beginning of summer, I will have more new blooms on these babies and that makes me so excited. Mother nature is amazing. I can't say that word enough. . I just wish i had a slow mo camera to put on these so i could watch them open during the day! . @justaddice I will be forever and ever a loyal customer. I just LOVE your plants and the ability that they haveto come back months later! . . . . #orchid #orchids #newgrowth #newblooms #newbuds #itsopen #itsopening #amazingnature #amazing #spring #springtime #notevenayearold #growingflowers #growing #mothernature #gorgeous #timedifference

[irishred92]

Week one done.. and already, look at the amount of work for the second week! I have one test coming up already, and a quiz to prepare for, then the test ti follow the quiz shortly after that. Busy bust busy! Now if you will excuse me... I am off to contiune week 2 of my online course 😄✌🏻 . (My magnet says: Females are strong as hell.. damn right son!) 😉 . . . #collegebound #collegecourses #week1done #week1done✔️ #week2 #week2begins #homework #testprep #ethics #collegemath #studentsuccess #notetaking #onlineschool #onlinecourse #calender #handwriting #starkstatecollege #magnet #reminder #femalesarestrongashell #forreal

[gotinstarblog-deactivated201512]

[half-black-phillip]

I’m so mad because this worked

[britney2007spears]

help me roger

[telanu]

Reblogging myself because

Originally posted by gifs-for-the-masses

[luthienebonyx]

Reblogging myself because… what was that? Five minutes?

O_O

[riskpig]

………my friend has made me curious

[maryburgers]

help me roger

[maryburgers]

Update: after I reblogged this someone messaged me offering me tickets to the sold out Hausu screening with a Q&A and autograph session with the director

[zombbeans]

These never work for me, but here’s to trying.

[strangenewclassrooms]

I don’t believe in these things

But last time I reblogged one ten/fifteen minutes later I got a call offering me a job

But I reblogged it because I was waiting on hearing back from the job. So there you go.

Roger is cute.

[sugared-violets]

Eh Roger is cute I might as well

[secondlina]

That fish is so happy it makes me happy.

[alivingfandoomreference]

I have no luck right now. Halp.

[galaxypokemon06]

Why does this have so many notes

[adoringhorrorborn]

because its not one of your posts.

[ana-logical]

Roger is precious to me.

[irishred92]

This was the last picture I took of the eve, and it was on my phone verses on the 12 year old camera I was using, the one I used for all other pictures. Such a pretty purple! And so very much like the 2 my fiance gave me through the past year! Date night with myself at the Orchid Mania was a hit! Out of the 150+ photos I took, 8 made the cut to the edits. My pleasure is now to share them with you! 💜💜💜 (enter orchid emoji 😍😍) @justaddice and @clegarden THANK YOU FOR DOING THIS! 😘💗💗 I csnnot wait for next year!! Best part, I am making the pictures all seperate! . . . #orchid #orchids #cleveland #cleve #clevelandohio #clevelandbontanicalgardens #flowers #flowershow #jaiorchidmania #favoriteflower #edited #datenight #justaddice #favflower #favoriteflower #cameraphone #lastofthenight #purple (at Cleveland Botanical Garden)

[irishred92]

Close up of the previous stem. 💗😍 I love this one! Date night with myself at the Orchid Mania was a hit! Out of the 150+ photos I took, 8 made the cut to the edits. My pleasure is now to share them with you! 💜💜💜 (enter orchid emoji 😍😍) @justaddice and @clegarden THANK YOU FOR DOING THIS! 😘💗💗 I csnnot wait for next year!! Best part, I am making the pictures all seperate! . . . #orchid #orchids #cleveland #cleve #clevelandohio #clevelandbontanicalgardens #flowers #flowershow #jaiorchidmania #favoriteflower #edited #datenight #justaddice #red #closeup (at Cleveland Botanical Garden)

[irishred92]

I made this one my phone wallpaper. Such in love with this one. This one I want like 50 of them! So sharp! Date night with myself at the Orchid Mania was a hit! Out of the 150+ photos I took, 8 made the cut to the edits. My pleasure is now to share them with you! 💜💜💜 (enter orchid emoji 😍😍) @justaddice and @clegarden THANK YOU FOR DOING THIS! 😘💗💗 I csnnot wait for next year!! Best part, I am making the pictures all seperate! . . . #orchid #orchids #cleveland #cleve #clevelandohio #clevelandbontanicalgardens #flowers #flowershow #jaiorchidmania #favoriteflower #edited #datenight #justaddice #red #blooming #blooms (at Cleveland Botanical Garden)

[irishred92]

Another pretty in pink 💗 Date night with myself at the Orchid Mania was a hit! Out of the 150+ photos I took, 8 made the cut to the edits. My pleasure is now to share them with you! 💜💜💜 (enter orchid emoji 😍😍) @justaddice and @clegarden THANK YOU FOR DOING THIS! 😘💗💗 I csnnot wait for next year!! Best part, I am making the pictures all seperate! . . . #orchid #orchids #cleveland #cleve #clevelandohio #clevelandbontanicalgardens #flowers #flowershow #jaiorchidmania #favoriteflower #edited #datenight #justaddice #pink #prettyinpink (at Cleveland Botanical Garden)

[irishred92]

Again... i want this one for home! Date night with myself at the Orchid Mania was a hit! Out of the 150+ photos I took, 8 made the cut to the edits. My pleasure is now to share them with you! 💜💜💜 (enter orchid emoji 😍😍) @justaddice and @clegarden THANK YOU FOR DOING THIS! 😘💗💗 I csnnot wait for next year!! Best part, I am making the pictures all seperate! . . . #orchid #orchids #cleveland #cleve #clevelandohio #clevelandbontanicalgardens #flowers #flowershow #jaiorchidmania #favoriteflower #edited #datenight #justaddice #spotted #pink (at Cleveland Botanical Garden)

[irishred92]

Pretty in pink 😍💗 Date night with myself at the Orchid Mania was a hit! Out of the 150+ photos I took, 8 made the cut to the edits. My pleasure is now to share them with you! 💜💜💜 (enter orchid emoji 😍😍) @justaddice and @clegarden THANK YOU FOR DOING THIS! 😘💗💗 I csnnot wait for next year!! Best part, I am making the pictures all seperate! . . . #orchid #orchids #cleveland #cleve #clevelandohio #clevelandbontanicalgardens #flowers #flowershow #jaiorchidmania #favoriteflower #edited #datenight #justaddice (at Cleveland Botanical Garden)

[irishred92]

This is def one of my fav pics of the night. I want this one for my desk at home! So pretty! Date night with myself at the Orchid Mania was a hit! Out of the 150+ photos I took, 8 made the cut to the edits. My pleasure is now to share them with you! 💜💜💜 (enter orchid emoji 😍😍) @justaddice and @clegarden THANK YOU FOR DOING THIS! 😘💗💗 I csnnot wait for next year!! . . . #orchid #orchids #cleveland #cleve #clevelandohio #clevelandbontanicalgardens #flowers #flowershow #jaiorchidmania #favoriteflower #edited #datenight #justaddice (at Cleveland Botanical Garden)

[irishred92]

Date night with myself at the Orchid Mania was a hit! Out of the 150+ photos I took, 8 made the cut to the edits. My pleasure is now to share them with you! 💜💜💜 (enter orchid emoji 😍😍) @justaddice and @clegarden THANK YOU FOR DOING THIS! 😘💗💗 I csnnot wait for next year!! Best part, I am making the pictures all seperate! . . . #orchid #orchids #cleveland #cleve #clevelandohio #clevelandbontanicalgardens #flowers #flowershow #jaiorchidmania #favoriteflower #edited #datenight #justaddice (at Cleveland Botanical Garden)

[irishred92]

How could I not take this picture? Such a classic, and look at the untouched snow! Just outside the @clegarden. Date night with myself for Orchid Mania, and i got plenty of pictures. They will go up later, once I see them on my computer. (at Cleveland Botanical Garden)

[irishred92]

My babies! Look at my growth! Honestly, it feels like I check in every day, and I just see them spike overnight. Like where did that new growth come from and hey, look there's a little green coming up for that little node. I'm excited to see what these buds are gonna turn out to be. My little kukai is growing a little bit too so I'm excited to see that grow and when I could cut it off for the mother plant. I have a total of 6 orchids, and everyone of them is still green and blossoming, so I feel very accomplished! I cannot wait to see what this year is gonna bring from what I have. Did you know that orchids will rebloom year after year? It does take a little bit of work to get them to rebloom, Since they're not as easy as regular annuals, but it is possible to get the blossoms year after year. I'm going to be excited to see new buds and blossoms these coming seasons. 😍😍😍 . . . #orchids #orchid #flowers #blossom #blooming #growing #newgrowth #excited #blooms #houseplants #tropicalplants #regrowth #buds #nodes #newseason #newyear #accomplished #stillalive