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simbako258 OP t1_isevvhx wrote

TIKBALANG painted by me

The Tikbalang (/ˈtikbaˌlaŋ/) (also Tigbalang, Tigbalan, Tikbalan, Tigbolan, or Werehorse) is a creature of Philippine folklore said to lurk in the mountains and rainforests of the Philippines. It is a tall, bony humanoid creature with the head and hooves of a horse and disproportionately long limbs, to the point that its knees reach above its head when it squats down.[1] In some versions, it is a transformation of an aborted fetus sent to earth from limbo.

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AceTygraQueen t1_isfu92m wrote

If Bojack Horseman made a horror movie.

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noniboi t1_isg8sdt wrote

china white horse

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SekhmetTheWise t1_isg9kh4 wrote

Replying to simbako258 (#109,742)

Wow. Im mad werehorses are real... i have tattoo that was once a celtic wolf but now looks like a wolf-horse and I tell everyone it's a werehorse. Now I can further that coverup with a mythological that makes me seem even more... abnormal. Thx. :)

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smallcoyfish t1_isg9vh0 wrote

Ooo, I recognize this creature from Trese!

Is the piece hanging off the hat a bridle bit?

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StefanTheHun t1_isgbgzu wrote

I'm a 6'4 guy that can't squat cause I'm so tight. How do I get my femur to do a straight 80° up

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My_Immortal_Flesh t1_isgedes wrote

They used to scare me when I was a kid, walking in a bamboo forest in Bicol 😰

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6IXTH t1_isghirw wrote

Filipino Folklore monsters, nice! 30 Monedas(30 Coins) did a Tiyanak for the first episode. Scared the baby Jesus out of me.

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Soangry75 t1_isgm1yu wrote

Bojack meets Berserk.

<If you know, you know

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Sunoraiza t1_isgs6he wrote

Is that the horse from horsing around?

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coolAhead t1_isgvfja wrote

Looks like the horse from Berserk

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Racing_Reporter t1_isgy2ym wrote

Welp. That's my cue to sign off from Reddit for the day.

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Mr_StoneStar t1_isgzpkc wrote

He's knees should reach above his head

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ronlydoodle t1_ish2fwj wrote

Ayy nice to see some filipino folklore awesome work

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Arc_Nexus t1_ish350r wrote

Bartender: “Why the long face?”

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Josh6h t1_ish9fpg wrote

Back in 90’s…

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quickcrow t1_ishivea wrote

Yeah, we could hang out and be friends

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crystalcastles13 t1_ishmk7x wrote

This is absolutely incredible. You have a gift my friend…

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dae_hagens t1_ishpplz wrote

Title: Bojack horseman on a bad shroom tea trip looking at himself in the mirror

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refused26 t1_isi79yt wrote

Replying to maycontainknots (#111,635)

Ive never actually heard of unborn children being associated with tikbalangs, we have other monsters that eat unborn children (like the kikik), and we also have monster babies (tiyanak). Agree with the other commenter that tikbalangs normally don't kill people. In most movies or stories, they just like to trick people, like most other Filipino elementals. I think there was one movie/show I watched as a kid where the tikbalang raped a woman (not sure if their dong is horse-sized or human-sized lol) i dont remember the rest of the movie but perhaps that might have resulted in a pregnancy (with the baby being a tiyanak most likely).

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Appropriate_Spread72 t1_isi8kdv wrote

Replying to adviceKiwi (#112,827)

Don’t look a gif-horse in the mouth. See why now. I’d buy them a drink. Keep the conversation light. No eye contact. Too close to the teeth. I’d imagine their a mule fan, the drink that is. Corn vodka. Not potato. Potatoes don’t grow well where their from.

After about thirty minutes of casual conversation, two double vodka cranberries pour moi, my eyes unintentionally glazed over this person’s mug. Being so intent on not making teeth contact with this being, this thing, I must have mistaken his miniature skull cup for a copper tin.

The conversation has turned… not casual. This man this horse this friend this enemy this abomination this god! It’s seen my eyes. I didn’t think it could, I wasn’t looking at it. I am a friend I said to it in my heart. Just a stranger being friendly offering conversation, stories and drinks. Yet, it feels my hesitation.

My horse headed amigo laughs incessantly about my times and trials in Philadelphia, USA. In retrospect, it was a great reprieve from earlier talks. It inherently felt nice to be listened to and not talked to.

IT IS ONLY FOR THE OBSERVER TO OBSERVE

For some strange reason it makes sense. Now.

He caught me with a joke about his hat. Time stood still for a moment. Frost formerly crispening in a current state of motion but also in the past. A moment of hesitation. A slight glance. Not from eyes. Not from even the teeth that I have feared. But from saliva. Without a moments hesitation I exclaimed me and my friend needed another round. No eye contact. My friend is satiated.

My thoughts begin to deviate from my own mouth. Two separate entities. That’s good because it them it wont know. Can’t know. Dissect my thoughts. Compartments for each. There was a word for this. He cannot know it.

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MrChub44 t1_isi9k1w wrote

Scp-96, we are all going to die

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Clews207 t1_isiabv4 wrote

Looks like my type of party

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acciaiomorti t1_isibnhx wrote

Not enough people use the tikbalang in horror. A horse man who watches you from the trees should be scary enough on its own, even without the stories.

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Future_Zer0 t1_isibqxl wrote

Getting shin megami tensai vibes from this.

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Gaardc t1_isicbp1 wrote

Replying to simbako258 (#109,742)

Ever heard of the Nicaraguan/Costa Rican Cegua? It’s a woman who seduces men (travelers , but most often exposing womanizers and drunkards) but when they are near her and excited she transforms into her true nature which has the head of a rotting horse (in El Salvadoran folklore she just becomes a hag known as Ciguanaba/Ciguanahual). The name has a root in the Nahuat word for woman “cihuet” and this spirit (according to lore) drives men literally insane, causes them to get lost/disoriented, catch a fever and/or die.

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Ucitymetal t1_isil6ue wrote

I can thank trese for hearing about these.

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Zinnigan t1_isiq7bd wrote

Oh oh black betty, TIKBALANG

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taokami t1_isit8bg wrote

Replying to SekhmetTheWise (#111,973)

it's not really a "werehorse" since you don't become a tikbalang if they bite you. The only way to become a tikbalang is to be born as one. It's more accurate to say that they're reverse centaurs or horse-headed minotaurs.

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memebaron t1_isixdo5 wrote

Where did you get this photo of me?

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Qwnparq t1_isixh02 wrote

Sounds like something that i would see in Berserk

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Say_Tin t1_isj5ywl wrote

Thought this was a wingless bat

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xzyyzx1234 t1_isje3pb wrote

10/10 would hang out with it

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Mbeltagi t1_isjh4rc wrote

Whats that tikbalang donkey?

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Appropriate_Spread72 t1_iskq3xf wrote

Replying to Appropriate_Spread72 (#114,659)

Don’t look a gif-horse in the mouth. See why now. I’d buy them a drink. Keep the conversation light. No eye contact. Too close to the teeth. I’d imagine their a mule fan, the drink that is. Corn vodka. Not potato. Potatoes don’t grow well where their from.

After about thirty minutes of casual conversation, two double vodka cranberries pour moi, my eyes unintentionally glazed over this person’s mug. Being so intent on not making teeth contact with this being, this thing, I must have mistaken his miniature skull cup for a copper tin.

The conversation has turned… not casual. This man this horse this friend this enemy this abomination this god! It’s seen my eyes. I didn’t think it could, I wasn’t looking at it. I am a friend I said to it in my heart. Just a stranger being friendly offering conversation, stories and drinks. Yet, it feels my hesitation.

My horse headed amigo laughs incessantly about my times and trials in Philadelphia, USA. In retrospect, it was a great reprieve from earlier talks. It inherently felt nice to be listened to and not talked to.

IT IS ONLY FOR THE OBSERVER TO OBSERVE

For some strange reason it makes sense.

Now.

Mine eyes doth not recollect as such. Or whatever Shakespeare said.

Starting to feel sick. Used to the vodka. That’s not it. My copper mug. It has been replaced. I maintain my composure. It hasn’t seen my eyes…again has it?? I buy another round with a grin and a masqued laughter I hope would drown out my dispair. The cheers and celebratory glass clinks do as little as a bandage on a burn without salve. I buy another round. And another. And another. To each cheer swig and pour my abomination before god,

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Krepitis t1_islvvxj wrote

"No sir, I don't like it..."

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