#entity?

[remiravioliii]

I was gonna draw a bunch of Rhiannon, but I uhh... got sidetracked?

[froggybrainz]

YEAH ITS FINISHED!!!!

[apolymi]

Hi I simply do not want a Name

[incorrectoneshotquotes]

kip: you're back early

niko: tower's haunted

kip: what?

niko, loading a gun: tower's haunted

[tea-and-antlers]

My Possession in the Back Field

So! My Campus is Chaos!

Okay but seriously, everyone who goes here knows that this whole area is super fucking active and very chaos-y and weird. It’s charged as hell and shit is always changing or happening. I have stories about local legends and lore here and here. At the edge of campus is the end of the world, which has a large stone circle around and I am convinced that stone circle isn’t just there to look pretty. 

Connected to the end of the world, but with no stone circle and directly off the back of my house is the back field. It has some funky energy and I never go out into it at night unless I’m with someone. It’s all long grass with little trails and a big hill that you can’t see behind. (Note, this is also where I maybe saw aliens and where we met the dogs at the crossroad)

So this particular night, I’m at a house party and talking to a practicing friend who is having a very rough time. Something was off all over campus, for the record, so all of us were struggling a bit. Throughout talking to him I started coughing and coughing and I couldn’t stop. He tells me we’ll do a cleanse later and we part ways.

I dance at the house party for a bit before in platform boots and a t-shirt, I decided to head home. Only I don’t head home, I walk right off the ridge and into the back field and I just keep walking.

I seriously cannot stop. I’m not cold (and for those of you wondering, also not drunk or on anything) I’m not tired, I don’t care that I’m getting snow everywhere. My feet are moving and I am moving them but I didn’t tell them to move. I don’t want to stop. I’m going to see someone.

A friend ran out after me and brought me inside, and apparently, the whole time they were dragging me back to the house I kept saying a name. 

I do not remember saying this name.

When I got inside my house (which is locked down tight sigil and ward wise because I’m terrified of everything, something snapped, I flipped my shit, sobbed in the bathroom, took a shower and went to bed.

I have not gone back in that field since. 

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

req’d by @crystal-tymothy

AAAYYYYYYYYYY

[froggybrainz]

Here, for day 17 of Jackmas, take a sketch. I wanna finish this one later cause I wanna put more time into it, but for now, this shall do....