#garrettcore

[thelastunicorm]

none of these words are in the bible

[the-polyhedron]

So you know that post that’s like ‘a serial killer that kills hitchhikers picks up a hitchhiking serial killer meet and their hands brush as they reach for the knife’? That, but one of them actually isn’t a serial killer. Hitchhiker hops in the car and the driver is like you know, you really shouldn’t be hitchhiking, I mean I could be a murderer for all you know and without thinking about it the hitchhiker pops off with that ‘the odds of two serial killers being in one car are astronomical’ joke and somehow the driver believes him and now he has to pretend like ‘oh shit yeah I really am a serial killer I promise’ to survive

[nearlysilentkiller]

I made one for Garrett too!!! :>

[thelastunicorm]

the language of the unsaid

pete everwine / Unknown / the mountain goats / Unknown / orla gartland, @oozins / richard siken / jane austen / david berman / Unknown

[the-polyhedron]

Homemade candied lemon peels and lemon scones... anyone looking for a househusband DM me

[nearlysilentkiller]

( @snapinantlers )  Garrett knocked sharply on the camper door. He looked a lot like Spy, but he wore a red waistcoat over a white shirt, and a sharp-looking hat with a red rose tucked into the band. They hold two swords.

[the-polyhedron]

What Monster From Folklore Protects You?

Ceasg

"With a mouth but no way to speak... With legs but nowhere to go... With a mind but no way to think... With a heart but no way to feel.." -Unknown The ceasg, known in Scottish as Gaelic as Maighdean na Tuinne, "maid of the wave", are a largely peaceful seafaring mermaid-like fae with a rightful fear of humans. They hail from the depths of Scottish folklore, swimming innocently up and down coastlines, playing in lagoons. Their harmonizing voices can be heard drifting through the morning fog, luring sailors to their ultimate demise. Their seemingly lackadaisical living conditions sports one major drawback. Captivity. If a ceasg is captured by a human, he or she owes their soul to that individual and must grant them three wishes in exchange for their release. They can be forced into marriage and bear human children who are fated to become world-renowned sailors. After a while, the ceasg will grow weary of dismal human life. Depression rests on their shoulders like a cloud as they long for freedom. For the sea. They may fight back against their captor and can only be overcome by the destruction of their very soul, usually kept outside of their own bodies. You have always been... distant. You'd rather simply fantasise about new and grand other worlds than ever exist in this mundane reality. You may be artistically inclined but your creativity is not just limited to artistic prowess. You have always longed for something more, almost as if you are out of place with the rest of humanity. This can occasionally lead to feelings of isolation or deprivation. You thirst for something which you cannot quite articulate as you follow the song of your heart wherever it may lead you. Perhaps you are a hopeless romantic, looking for a fairy tale ending. You follow the song as it draws you deeper and deeper into the inky depths, pulling you further and further from home. You wanderings have caught the attention of a ceasg who is determined to protect you, wary that you may meet the same fate it will inevitably meet someday. Be careful out here in these unfamiliar waters, the heaviest of chains never manifest themselves physically.

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[the-polyhedron]

Associations: scalpels, elk, wittiness, cats, soft brown like autmn, being a real big BASTARD

Bro this is the nicest thing anyone’s said to me I’m going to cry