#cryptids are so goofy guys

[darkxsoulzyx]

POV: YOU GO ON VACATION, FUCKED AROUND, AND FOUND OUT.

(Made this for a goofy AU me and friends are doing for Dakota/into the y/n verse)

Dakota has two new house cats guys— /lh

@bunmuffin @garbagechocolate @bbonkie @nebuladreamz

[kyathedino]

Okay so in an effort to repent for my wbasn fanart sins (you dont want to know), I remade the meme

am I forgiven

[spotaus]

I think my brain should ruminate on the important characters but for some odd reason I'm staring at an unimportant side character and nodding in interest to myself. 😌

[apparitionalprincess]

Anyway, my thoughts on the Per discourse:

I don’t think Tobias would employ someone who doesn’t partake/agree w what the band stands for but I also know nothing in the end. But then again you can separate an employee from their views so long as they do their job and well.

I’m in no way defending or trying to be apologist. You can’t really say anything online anymore without being crucified. What he said was horrendous and ignorant but was playing it safe (maybe?). Again I’m not trying to be an apologist. That shit was disheartening. Cos was right. Wrap it up, unc.

The gf is a whole other can of worms that I don’t want to get in to but he’s never had a great track record when it comes to dating (we know this). My consensus is that he needed a place to say. It literally looks like he’s staying at her place rn. Like a fuckin inmate who just got released, he needed a place to stay rent free lmao.

Again idk shit about fuck.

[bootlegspiders]

Hey, so for Watcher fans who may not wanna pay for another subscription or just wanna watch something new here are some other youtubers you should take a look at if you want to get a spook or learn some history

(* = potentially triggering topics covered usually associated with crimes, so be careful)

Ghost Hunting and general spooky vibes:

AmysCrypt - Your typical ghost hunting show with two Australians traveling the world, though I will say they do go to places I've never heard of before and they do very good research. And there are some goofs along with the spooks.

The Ouija Brothers - Two British dudes finding ghosts in England. The vibes are generally pretty chill and it's a good time

The Paranormal Scholar - A mixed bag of all paranormal happenings from ghosts to demons to cryptids and aliens. Sort of an overview to deepdives on various paranormal occurrences. The research is immaculate and their voice is very soothing in my opinion.

Paranormal Quest - Ghost hunting in the US, sometimes goofy sometimes serious, but they do go to some interesting places and some familiar ones too

Weird History:

ObsoleteOddity* - This guy is great, like 80% of the things he covers I've never heard of before. Very atmospheric, fun little visuals, and a large variety of weird events and people for topics.

Georgia Marie* - A little bit of everything, but she focuses on strange things that have happened, lgbt history, true crime, and historical disasters. She covers enough of everything that I'm sure you'll find something

Stefanie Valentine* - I'm not sure if she even posts anymore, but I thought what she was doing was great. Think Vampira or Elvira but for older true crime and ghost stories, I think the latest covered would have been like early 1900s. Idk I just thought it was like a cute spooky lil storytime

Caitlin Doughty or Ask A Mortician* - Pretty sure y'all would know who she is but just in case, she's a mortician who covers topics relating to death! From odd ways people have died, or odd things that have happened to people after they've died. And just odd or tragic things that have happened through history. It's silly, but done with levity and care and respect the topics deserve.

General History:

Part-Time Explorer - Mostly history on ships and ghost towns with the occasional train. Lots of research and interviews, very well done and worth checking out even if it may not be your thing.

History's Forgotten People - Talks about sometimes obscure, or sometimes not, historical individuals. Even if you've heard of the person in the topic, they'll talk on something obscure about that person.

History Tea Time with Lindsay Holiday - A heavy focus on royalty around the world, a generally upbeat dive into historic individuals.

(Or you could always go watch time team, that's an option and it's my guilty pleasure love me some archeology)

True Crime:

There are so many out there, so I'll just recommend two of my favorites

Gabulosis* - She focuses on vintage cases 20 years or older (literally in her opener) and is well researched and respectful. Another one that talks on cases I've never heard of that deserve to be heard.

Mysterious WV* - True crime and missing persons based in the West Virginia area and neighboring states. Idk how to even explain the vibes. This guy is just great please watch him trust me you won't be disappointed.

That's all for now, feel free to add your own recs out there!

[erinwantstowrite]

bear with me here because i'm gonna ramble about something i've been thinking about for a while... and i'm not complaining, i'm just noticing

sometimes i think we've leaned so far into the vigilante side of the batfam that we miss out on what really makes their characters: detective work. we need more mysteries in their lives that don't lead up to some big bad "we already know who's doing it" or an "end of the world" or "yet again: this fucking guy." we need more stuff where spy movie music plays in the background and dumb adventures that don't lead up to some huge grand event with a big name villain. the shock factor stops being shocking or interesting in any capacity if we're like "Gah! the Joker! ... Again!" or whatever

does that even make sense? like "yeah sure they're blowing up a building again and there's hostages. oh look they're gonna poison the water supply." these aren't bad and that's not what i'm getting at because obviously this is a classic for comics. you need to have characters/antagonists that show up more than once and who can make a story better by being in it. and i did say to bear with me- that's because im tired. so like i hope im getting this across the right way? it's just that sometimes i don't wanna see a huge explosion, i want these motherfuckers solving a regular murder or a disappearance or regular corruption in a local office without it being tied to a grand reveal like "actually this person knows you as a long lost relative" or "they were at that circus can you guess which night they went?" that kind of thing? if you get me? like... more of the small time stuff makes the big stuff important, it makes it stand out more. at some point, the format gets repetitive even if you're switching up the villains. you can make these situations/mysteries still fun to solve for the characters and fun to read for the audience if you do it right

the concept of a detective dressed as a bat and having a sidekick in traffic light colors is inherently goofy as hell??? but that is what is so charming about it??? i think we have lost the balance between them being silly while also being intelligent with important conversations that criticize the world as we see it and teach lessons and can go over dark topics. nowadays it's always end of the world problems or just straight up the most gruesome true crime you can think of?? or they can ONLY do the dark stuff and the criticism without offering a balance of the good in the world. or we keep coming back to the FUCKING JOKER-

like yes they are vigilantes and with that comes a different level of their work, but their brand should be a mix between a black and white detective film that can get very nitty gritty and a classic spy movie, that kind of thing. at the end of the day, it's what makes them so different from the superheroes. that's what appeals to me.

seeing them in the big superhero groups is fun, don't get me wrong. it's always funny to see them standing next to people who are so powerful they never really fit in with anyone but each other, who chose to step up and use their powers for good. the Bats' specialty is Gotham and yet here they are stopping a god or whatever. and they do stop the god or whatever, all the while being an important leader and strategist to their teammates. they're important to have in these cases. but if there's a world ending event every time i pick something up, it's not as fun

the fact that they are so very human and not fantastical is why i like reading them. it's what makes the joke of people, even Gotham citizens, theorizing about them being cryptids, funny. they're fucking weird but that's because they're detectives. people who love to solve mysteries usually have a fatal flaw of curiosity. they forget the bounds between social interactions sometimes because they're used to working through problems or being intertwined with partners that understand them. but they're very much human. so human that it hurts them in many ways. and idk i've just been thinking about it lately and idk what point i'm trying to get across actually

it's just that in my eyes that's how it really is for Batman- a black and white movie narrated by a very serious man who took up a job to help people, one that has a deeper commentary on the world and viewed outwardly as pessimistic but actually has a deep hope for his city and who tries to help even the people who have wronged others. He's a stationary man in the belief that him being a constant can serve to soothe others and help them move forward. He stays in the middle of the path so he can tell everyone what is up ahead. he blends into the Gotham rainy night to serve justice but in a way that saves both the victim and the perpetrator. (the way he tucks a Robin into his cape is the same he does for Gotham with his mere presence.) and his background is actually so important to his story and yet people still somehow gloss over the lesson from it? he lost his parents because of a man who was on the opposite end of the spectrum to where he was in life. and yet he chose to help the people like the man that killed his parents. he could have done anything else with his power and money, but he instead is choosing to bring as many people up with him as he can. He's Mr. Serious that no one else can get a read on. and yet he walks into a room and he's already piecing together your life and what you're going through because he thinks it matters. he comforts people who have lost something or someone or themselves. I picture Batman and I don't picture a man trying to save the world, I picture a detective walking around a crime scene and trying to save at least one person every time he puts on the cape. and he put on the cape and became a vigilante because then he could go out of the bounds of what laws have been set up- and specifically, Gotham has other people in power who are corrupt, keeping the system that way. that's why Batman being a billionare and throwing himself into helping people at the risk of his own life is so important. he knows that if you are alive, you have something or someone to lose, no matter who you are. the dude is a bleeding heart but he doesn't know how to express it, in fear that if he gets too close, if he moves down the path with them, he'll be lost again

and then he's met with someone who should be a complete opposite, but isn't at all, because they're two sides of the same coin. his partner in crime, his son, a boy that is nothing like the black and white world that he sees. and that's the point in his life where he first sees that potentially getting lost is worth the risk. Robin is color and passion that needs guidance to move forward, but can not do so unless the stationary man learns to move with him. the kid is loud and reckless and you'd think he's from a different genre from the detective but they aren't so different, really. not when you look close enough. Dick grew up moving from place to place and seeing the world, knowing so many different people from different cultures. He's been learning to fly and jump and embrace the free fall his entire life. He's clever and he's sharp, and he thrives in the action and adventure. it's that perspective that compliments the stationary man. one is steady and the other pushes. he's the same genre but a different generation. and Batman introducing him to the way of life he chose for himself was another way he could save someone. because let's be real for a second? Dick would have gone down a very dark path had he not had Bruce, who understood, who saw not just himself in the kid but also saw who the kid has been his entire life until now. he saw Dick's parents, he saw the family he had in the circus, he saw the joy he had in what his family was doing. he saw the grief and the fire and the color that Dick's world was made of. because to Bruce, it always matters. Dick had to come to terms with Bruce's perspective to help anyone who they come across, to always give more chances, and it kept Dick from losing his color

what gets me is that the man who lives in the black and white world can actually see many different shades of gray (because black and white always needs the medium), whereas the boy in a world of color and light can get so focused on the bright that he can become single minded. and yet the boy sees a world of color and delves deeper into the lives of the peolle they come across and can be much more open minded, and the man in the black and white world sometimes forgets the shades of grey are right there. they are just like each other. they can exist without the other, but do they want to? because the black and white can be built up into the colored image, like the inking and shadows drawn on a comic book page before the colors are added in. they meet in the middle to complete each other. Bruce has been passing the story over to the next generation for a long, long time, even before his story was complete. and just like with the first Robin, it was so for every Robin afterwards. they each color in the lines differently, but that's what makes Robin so special, so unique. they are an art style that branches into their own life, but can not forget where they started: tucked into Batman's cape and the inky black of his world

and so detective work really frames their hunanity to me. the mysteries they get their hands on, the glimpses into the lives of Gotham citizens that they swore to protect, it's fascinating. it's what makes their story stand out compared to the people who can lift trucks or cast spells or run around the world in seconds. so yeah ig that's what i'm trying to say? that i want to read more of that? in both canon and fanon. cause even the small time villains we see can be like. AWFUL people and it takes out the fun of their gimmicks. and if it were any other day this would be a more coherent post but alas, it is not any other day

[clownsuu]

Frank and Home anon here, since i wanted to expand on my idea from the other blog. ive been having brainrot with these two since those doodles of Home kicking Franks ass in chess. i feel like the ship works??? weirdly well??? like, Home obv has some cryptid stress stuff going on in your blog lore, and i love the idea of him being the goofy one while Frank, the guy who watches butterflies and goes bird watching, is the grumpier one among the two. Home prob has some old ass board games on his dusty shelves that he got at some garage sale but didnt have anyone to play with, and Frank seems like the person to listen to podcasts about the history of said ancient ass board games. he doesnt even know how to play, but he can scope it out on Homes shelves to give him the lore of Chinese Checkers. i think they would both like a bunch of calming activities to bond over. they seem like the couple to have a garden in their backyard and wake up every morning to see if the tomatoes are blooming yet (Frank grumbles at having to constantly pull out the weeds but is secretly hype to taste something homemade). also, you can NOT tell me Home isnt a drama queen lover. youre telling me this guy is a silent house that just listens to conversations all day long, and DOESNT like hearing about tea? him and Frank would watch reality tv shows. Frank complains about how fake and stupid everyone is. when theres a betrayal in the friend group, he acts like that was HIS best friend shooting him in the back. Home just listens with a hand covering his mouth, somehow in shock that the girlies are, once again, talking behind each others backs (it gets him every time). this ask is getting pretty long so im going to plug my brain here. in conclusion: teehee

G y a t -

Ngl I really like how slow and cheesily romantic these twos would be- it’s just two old nerds (one mentally one physically) basically living a very domesticated life similar to one of a old married couple. Very gentle relationship with a bunch of goofy passion and OVERBEARINGLY tender moments. Plus, the bonus factor that Wally absolutely despises Frank for now becoming his around same aged step father-

[jinglyjangly]

Also let me tell tumblr about this since no one else gets it

In fallout 76 you meet this guy who, through some crazy shit, you find a holotape of him recording the bombs dropping. And it’s right after he was basically exploited and threated by the company he works for to reprogram a robot to be a cryptid so that the locals would leave town and they could buy the property and harvest natural resources (I think gas or something).

And it’s so goofy right? The most absurd plan for the most nefarious reason. But the audio tape is so raw when you listen to it. He’s at the brink of death after his cryptid bot mauled him and he’s in a cave, completely alone, the sirens are going off as the bombs drop, as you hear him quote a poem about the immortality of your own work

It’s such a specific moment from an otherwise garbage game that has everything that makes fallout so good: goofy violence and heartfelt raw emotion that tie you in

[missmarveledsblog]

OH BOY (Dean Winchester x Reader) part one

Summary : a hunt brings the boys into a small town , one they've been in years previous and a face of the past is seen in dean life only more , her anger of the man being back lead them to more than just the hunt

warnings: angst , fluffy , goofy vibes throughout the series as well as monsters , cryptids and paranormal . strangers ( of sorts ) to enemies ( of sorts ) to friends to maybe lovers in the future , sort of oc reader . use of y/n

Morning chaos wasn’t a new thing more routine at this rate of day . receipt, tickets , lists for both shopping and tasks of the day clutched tightly in hand  while trying to get to work on time as people smiled and waved passing by . The heat created a sheen of sweat and when the diner door opened all eyes on the panting mess of a waitress . spewing apologies for the lateness as the boss waved it off and a quick “relax” added as she walked into the back not noticing or probably not caring about the green eyes that followed her every move from the other side of the diner  , the sandy haired blonde that arrived probably ten minute before she did . 

“ Hey, that girl look familiar to you ?” he asked head tilted  while his brother focused on the laptop in front of him back against the wall so no one could see what he was looking at , a lot easier than explaining what was on the screen . 

“ what girl “ his brown eyes scanning the area seeing no one in proximity to who remotely could be familiar. 

“ the waitress  far left serving the fossils “. 

“ nope never seen her .. anyways this says … dean where you going.. And he’s gone “ he huffed watching his older brother putting on that smile  now in a million years and good money he didn’t expect for the waitress face to drop or the glass of water to be splash in his brothers face  before storming off out back while everyone stood silent watching him slowly retreat back to the table . 

“ i think she might be familiar “ was all he grumbled sitting down using the napkins wiping the water away . 

“ i kinda gathered “ sam smiled keeping his eyes on the screen , “ do you even remember her name ?” he finally asked, 

“Nope i do not anyways let get back to work “ he scooped a piece of him pie before taking one look to the back . 

She felt sick , she felt dizzy and sick . all the anger  building up , all confusion and disbelief of that man . she knew him alright and knew the fake name he’d given her or the fact he was gone out of her life . she swore she would tear him a new asshole the next time she saw him  and best she could do was throw water … water in his face .  pacing back and forth trying to will herself to cool down knowing she needed the job and needed not to go to prison but shit she was so fucking beyond pissed why was he back . 

“ wanna explain what that was ?” lou  her boss looking at her arms crossed . 

“ just an asshole from the past look i’m sorry i know i shouldn’t ..” she sighed . 

“ that asshole the one got you in trouble “ the old phrasing of wasn’t lost on her , but she could say it outloud even now nearly 5 years later a small nod of her head to confirm . 

“ why don’t you take day off clear the head kiddo or maybe talk to the guy ?” he patted her shoulder as she smiled weakly .  

“ i gotta do few things this morning anyways might help “ she stood grabbing her things . 

“Gives me time to order some aprons for the customers “ he teased finally getting a small smile on her face .

“ thanks lou “ she hugged him before heading out the door , the back door to not further see that face again hoping  he was just passing through, maybe she could stay under the radar til they eventually left .  Another part of her wanted to speak with him , in fact it was the right thing to do  but it wasn’t the easiest, the man she met in a bar gave her fake name and well the situation she was left in .  so lost in her thought oblivious to the world around her she didn’t even realise she was colliding with anything or anyone til she fell back on her ass . 

“ woah shit sorry.. I take it back “ she hissed looking up to see those green eyes .

“ First you throw water on me , now you falling for me like a  rom com baby “ he winked , teasing and joking extending his hand out . 

“ don’t need your help,”she grumbled, pulling herself off the ground, wiping the loose gravel and dirt off of her .

“ oh you dropped this “ the taller one said picking up  the metal piece that feel from her bag , a flask something he recognised .

“ thank you “ she quickly took it from his hand, slightly embarrassed , it wasn’t like she was power housing it throughout the day it was something passed down to her from her father when he died which was a whole other story there. 

“ A bit early “ the blonde smirked. 

“ It belonged to my dad asshole i don’t drink in middle of day “ she rolled her eyes . 

“ hi i’m sam and this is .. “ 

“ look if this is another fake ass name, save it whatever scam y’all are trying here don’t , these people are good people” she stopped him hands on hips only for both their phones to go off . 

“ I gotta go “ was all she said further running to her car like her life depended on it and shit it meant more than her life . 

“ Well that was weird” dean brows arched . 

“ We gotta go, that was Michelle , something going on at  the elementary school “ Sam's face dropped as the two ran off just as fast to the impala . 

Every part of stomach felt sick , it wasn’t missed on her that a lot of missing people lately that old part of her life was calling but as much as she wanted to just give in she couldn’t .  The box always sat under the hidden compartment of her trunk and something in her gut told her to take it out  now . Like old instinct and new ones merging together pulling up, she could see the kids  , small town , small school and each of their faces look terrified but she couldn’t see the one she was looking for , the one that made her heart fall into her stomach .  Not a second thought did she have when she pulled into the curb  and heading for the trunk , tucking the metal piece in her bag and heading to the face she would get answers from only she wasn’t the only one . 

“ what’s going on … you “ the three stood looking at each other. 

“ it’s happening … he was … oh my god “ the woman cried. 

“ michelle were’s Mikey “ y/n  pulled the woman back to earth .

“ wait he was just here … i swear he was “ her face drained of more  color . 

“ He went into the school someone called him “ a little girl spoke up . 

“ you wait here we can get … and she is gone… who mikey ?” dean asked . 

“ her son … oh my god that thing is in there like a rabid animal we heard his screams and i got the kids out ” she whispered . 

“ We'll get them back “ Sam patted her arm as the two ran into the building . 

She  was fully alert , was she blind to whatever was going on .. not fully , she knew the monsters that parents told their kids were not just stories or villains of fiction . She grew up learning to send them back to hell  or so her father told them what they were doing . pulling the gun out making sure it was loaded she walked around opening her ears to everything and anything,  hearing the sound of the growl that emitted down the hall, she kept  watching her surrounding as well as classrooms  then the growl and a scream she heard before sending her running the fastest she ever ran into her life . stopping she saw it big and tall the matted fur scatted around its body  , clawing at the supply closet and a cry she soothed so many times behind the door .  

Whistling , she knew what it was , how dangerous this thing was and how fast the fucker can be but none of that mattered if it meant getting it away from that closet . 

“ hey buddy stay there ok , don’t come out til mommy says so “ she called eyes not moving an inch as she raise the gun shooting precisely as the thing roared or screamed mixture both as she emptied the chamber pulling the blade from her bag  watching it readying  to charge at her , moving just as it got close sending it into the wall disorientating it she pulled her apron quickly makeshift mask as she ran jumping on it back stabbing any and everywhere  til it threw her off it back making her roll land of her knee. 

“ Stay down “ was all she heard before shot followed and sound of glass smashing to see the creature gone feeling hand under lifting her off the ground barely looking to see who it was she ran to the classroom .

“ open the door “ she called 

“ you could trick me again “ the little voice frightened called, making her heart break but relief all over her body.  She let out a little whistle and instantly the door opened and the little body clung to her for dear life . looking in the room she could see the circle on the ground . 

“ Are you ok ?” she pulled the boy back, checking him over . 

“ i’m ok” he sniffled  little eyes still wide, that part of her that felt like she failed keeping him from her old life and yet  still happy she had him prepared . 

“ What the hell was that “ the voice called making her turn to see the two men standing there . 

“ a wendigo” she shrugged, lifting the little boy up carrying him passed. 

“ You're a hunter?” Sam spoke up . 

“I was not anymore” she shook her head heading out as she carried the boy only for the sherif to rush to her seeing her a little beat up .  “ He's ok “ she smiled weakly . 

“ you ok though let the paramedics check you over , that animal don't bite you or anything ?” he asked . 

“ no i shot it  ran out the window “  shaking her head as they walked to the EMT’S 

 Sam was quiet looking at the woman before him , the little sandy hair green eyed boy. Something about the boy so similar and familiar in his face it was like looking…

“ how old is he?” Sam asked seeing her visibly freeze .   

“ i’m four years old and nine months  “ the little voice spoke up . 

“ Right “ sam nodded slightly hitting his brother . 

“ good age “ dean smiled completely oblivious to the situation as the maths of it all wasn’t clicking . 

“ yeah it's a great age we gotta go “ she smiled weakly before the EMT Could stop her she was gone to her car and gone . 

“ When's the last time we were here ?” sam turned to his brother. 

“ nearly fiv…” the penny dropped as he turned to see her  car gone. 

“ definitely explain why she wants you gone” he mused . 

“ no it can’t be … we used … noo i’m telling you no “ dean shook his head as sam walked off leaving the man standing thinking over everything in his life including that night that was slowly in part coming back to him . “ oh fuck “ he gulped .

[bumblekastclips]

KYLE CROUSE: And our last question on this episode is from Hydrix Aquatic. “Sticks somehow ends up on the Lost Hex. How long does it take until it the Deadly Six throw her off the continent back down to Earth?”

IAN FLYNN: I’d like to think, a long while, in that she’s some sort of cryptid to them. KYLE: [laughs] IAN: They’re really— they’re really freaked out. There is something hunting them across all the various terrains, and it’s low tech. Like, all of the tech that they’ve managed to steal from Eggman, it’s getting smashed by this thing, and they don’t know how. KYLE: Mhm, mhm. IAN: They can’t control it, so it’s not another robot… huh. I just like the idea of Sticks, like, stalking the Deadly Six. KYLE: [chuckles] IAN: Mostly because she’s trying to prove that they’re space aliens. KYLE: Well, yeah. This is a bit like Predator, but… IAN: [laughs] KYLE: …if the Predator were just a silly, goofy alien, and there were six of them… and they all hated each other. [chuckles] And they were just cartoonish. IAN: Zavok all geared up for war, standing in the remains of the Lava Castle. [as Zavok, imitating Arnold Schwartzenegger] “I’m here! Come kill me! Come on! I’m here!” KYLE: [laughing] “Do it!” IAN: Sticks steps out. [as Sticks] “Finally! I want some answers!” [as Zavok] “You’ve got to be kidding me.” KYLE: [laughs] I like that Sticks can take on the Deadly Six, no problem, no trouble. [chuckles] Brilliant. Good note to end on. [Bumblekast end theme fading in]

EPISODE THUMBNAIL by the wonderful @kiimeranova!

—— TRANSCRIBER’S NOTE: Please remember that nothing that is said on BumbleKast is canon! It’s just some guys and their opinions occasionally spitballing ideas. If you don’t like an answer, you don’t have to take it as Word of God or anything like that. It’s all just for fun!

[ladykailitha]

Well By Moonlight Part 15

Sorry for this being so late, I thought I set it up last night but hasn't been kind to me the last couple of days with the move.

This week we get all our old favorites back as I work through my backlog. The final chapter of Sweet Surrender will be out on Saturday.

This is another Nancy centric chapter as she tries to track down the wisp of her memories.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14

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Nancy’s first stop was the library. Because as much as Steve’s comments galled her, she knew in his goofy, big-hearted way was right. She needed to find out about what happened fifteen years ago. Maybe even further than that. But fifteen years was a good place to start.

She drove into town. As strange as that was to think of, most of the pack had cars of some sort. Steve just preferred to travel in wolf form when he could and now she knew why.

She had met a couple of conspiracy nut jobs in her time as a reporter for their school newspaper, but there was something about this that felt bigger than it looked on the outside.

Nancy walked into the library and flashed her pack ID to the librarian. She was going to a specific part of the library, one only available to Domini, alphas, and Wayne Munson. The records of supernatural entities.

She strolled to a secure door that librarian unlocked from a button under her desk, and waited until the door swung open. It revealed a dark and winding stairway that with her enhanced vision she was able to traverse without issue.

She reached the bottom of the stair and smiled at the sight before her. Perched on a table like a gargoyle was Eddie, who was watching his uncle read. She cleared her throat.

Both men looked up at her in surprise.

“Nancy!” Eddie cried. “What brings you to the coolest place in the library?”

She raised her eyebrow at Wayne. “Is he supposed to be here?”

“Family. It’s allowed,” he smiled.

She neared the table to peer over Wayne’s shoulder. “What are you guys looking up?”

Eddie and Wayne shared a look.

“Steve told me everything,” Nancy said primly. “About Tommy, the attack on Patrick. His past. His fears about where all this is coming from.”

“Oh.” Eddie blinked at her a moment. “Wayne and I are trying to find which supe is scentless or as near to as a supe can get. Why are you here?”

Nancy thought about it for a moment and had to concede that if Steve trusted them, she had no reason to not to as well.

“I’m looking into the circumstances of Steve’s fostering and the events leading up to that,” she said, coming over to sit down across from Wayne. “There is something that I only vaguely remember about that time that sticks in my mind and I’m hoping that by going through the records I can find something that sparks that memory.”

Wayne scratched his chin. “I’m working on the angle that whatever it was that attacked Patrick was the same one that killed Steve’s parents.”

Nancy blinked at him a moment and then pulled the book over to her so she could see what they were looking at more clearly.

“I could smell it,” she murmured. “So it’s something that werewolves can scent, but harder for vampires to do the same.”

She turned the book around as Eddie and Wayne shared a glance. She went flipping through the pages.

“There are a few supernatural beings that it could be,” she continued. “We tend to forget about the ones that don’t transform in someway. We think of werewolves, sirens, gwyllgi, selkie and the like. Even vampires have a higher form that they transform into. But there are creatures like the cat sìth and djinn that don’t transform. What you see is what you get.”

“You’re thinking that whatever this beastie is, is a cryptid?” Wayne asked, watching her flip the through the pages faster than his slow, methodic research.

Nancy spun the book around. On the page there were three such creatures. The sphinx, the chimera, and the manticore.

“My bet is on one of these,” she said curtly, standing up. “Now that you know what you’re looking for, if you’ll excuse me, I have my own research to do.”

Eddie and Wayne just exchanged eye rolls before Eddie got up and pulled out books on the beasts, splitting the pile in half and handing a stack to Wayne.

Nancy pulled out this huge portfolio and it landed on the table with a horrid thud, sending up a cloud of dust.

Eddie waved the air in front of his face, not that it would make him cough or irritate his eyes since becoming a vampire, but it was annoyance nonetheless.

“Don’t they have those things on microfiche?” he asked with a glare. They were there first and she was acting like they were bothering her.

Nancy rolled her eyes. “Yes, but I want to see the originals.”

It took everything in Eddie’s power not to roll his eyes back at her and just buried his head into the research he was doing. He began jotting down things about the chimera that might fit the beast they were looking for.

Wayne had only gotten through two chapters of the sphinx when he shook his head.

“Not a sphinx,” he said gruffly. “They have far too many rules to want to ally with at cat sìth for anything short of an all out war between the fae.”

Eddie nodded, he had ruled them out based on DND rules, but didn’t want to say anything in front of Miss Snooty. He handed Wayne all the books he had on the manticore, his mind on the task in front of him.

Tat, tat, tat...

His pen flicked back and forth in his fingers as read about chimeras. There were different kinds but always a serpent tail, a feline body, and a capra head. The freaky thing breathed honest to god fire.

He thought about the beast that attacked Patrick, the one that Steve had apparently fought off by himself.

Neither of the two men had any indication that they had burn marks on them. Granted it was harder to tell with Steve. The transformation healed most wounds, going either direction. From wolf to human and vice versa.

Tat, tat, tat...

He looked up to see an exchange between Nancy and Wayne. She looked murderous, but Wayne’s steely glare kept her mouth shut. His glance darted back and forth between the two of them in confusion.

“His tapping is driving me crazy,” she finally hissed.

Wayne licked his lips nice and slow and leveled her with a look that could have curdled three generations cows’ of milk.

“And we were here first,” he said coldly. “You are here on a hunch. And probably a damn good one, but if we don’t find out what is stalking the streets of Hawkins, one of the pups could be next, so you will show him the respect you would give me.”

Her jaw that had been hanging open slammed shut.

Eddie snorted and tapped again just to annoy her. Nancy glared at him.

“She doesn’t respect you is the problem, Uncle Wayne. It’s why she wouldn’t let you watch their moon night. Something that if had been allowed wouldn’t have resulted in a brand new werewolf, the ire of the coven, and rampaging beast on the loose, because you would have been there to help Steve take it out.”

Wayne’s glare turned to ice. “Is that so?”

Nancy gulped. Hard. For all Wayne Munson’s down to earth looks and speech she had forgotten that he was a centuries old being with more experience in his left pinkie than she did in all her days on this earth.

She knew she didn’t have a real leg to stand on when she threatened Steve about either of these two vampires watching over her pack, but knew that he would go along with her because he didn’t understand pack pecking order.

But she held her chin high. “I have no reason to trust any vampire, but especially not a Bitten.”

“Do you know what happens when a vampire is turned?” Wayne asked her darkly.

“I know the technical aspects of it,” she replied haughtily. “But as I am not a vampire, I can only speak metaphorically.”

Again Eddie snorted, rolling his eyes. “You’re not bitten anything. You’ve got werewolf blood in you going back generations on both sides. Your privilege is showing, princess.”

“It’s not like werewolf biting either,” Wayne said ignoring them both. “Steve asked Patrick permission to bite him. It didn’t always used to be that way, but it’s so ingrained in werewolf society that they aren’t aware that they can turn a person into a wolf, provided that person is an alpha. But it’s a soft process. A healing one.”

Nancy frowned, chewing on her lip. “And vampire turning isn’t? I thought Steve asked Billy why he didn’t heal Patrick.”

Wayne nodded. “Because vampire turning requires blood to be exchanged. To just heal Patrick all it would have taken is for Billy to drink his blood. The venom in their saliva has healing properties so that their victims don’t go tattling to everyone and anyone they’d been bit.”

“So even if Billy had merely tried to heal Patrick and get his allegiance in exchange for his life, he still would have sprang the trap set for him?” she asked.

Eddie nodded. “Whoever is pulling the strings on this whole thing knows a lot about vampires, just not enough about Billy.”

Wayne hummed his agreement. “This person is wily and cunning, but their plans keep getting foiled by Steve, so unless you want your alpha dead, you’ll let us work in peace.”

Nancy looked down at the folio in front of her a moment before speaking. “What’s so different about a vampire turning over a werewolf one?”

Wayne turned to Eddie. “You’ve gone through it more recently than I have. You can tell her if you want, but I won’t make you.”

Eddie set his jaw. “It’s like a fire consuming you. Burning out your very blood, your very breath. It literally kills you. That’s why born vampires look down on us, because we’re not living. We will never live again. But unlike Wayne, I chose this willingly. Not because I was going to die anyway. Which is how it usually goes. They turn you and then turn you loose.”

She blanched and her eyes went wide. “Why would they do that?”

“Because, Miss Wheeler,” Wayne said fiercely, “because they got too careless and needed to make a quick getaway. Turn a person into a vampire, send the poor crazed bastard out on the populous, and watch the destruction from afar.”

“‘Cause, if the town’s folk are chasing a rampaging beast,” Eddie sneered, “then they won’t look too closely at the lord who left in the middle of the night.”

Nancy could barely breathe. “That’s awful. Why would anyone willing chose to go through all that pain and torment?”

“Because I would rather die,” Eddie said solemnly, “and going through the agonies of undeath than lose the one person in my life who gave a damn for longer than my use to them.”

She looked between them both and then nodded. She went back to her work without further comment or complaint.

Eddie waited a few more moments to make sure she wasn’t going to say anything else. Then he turned to Wayne. “It’s not a chimera, either. It’s got to be a manticore.”

Wayne looked down at his pile of books, his expression ashen.

“May god save us all.”

~

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My dearest Jpig. u and ur followers r the kind of people who would have goofy little ideas floating around so i thought I may be able to crowdsource

Final project for my computer graphics class is a tabloid style magazine n we can basically do whatever. I'm doing a magazine on cryptids and I'm looking for some fun little tidbits (ads, ask columns, classifieds whatever) We don't have to worry about writing actual full articles but we can have as many as we want

anythings welcome and credit will be given in the final file if that's something anyone's concerned about ^_^ many hugs as well

OH MY GOD ID LOVE TO ...? literally id love to write an ad and/or a news story if youd allow that!!!!! uhh followers gather round ik you guys like beasts

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Dreamers as tumblr users AU

Because my brain can and WILL go off the deep end off absolutely nothing

Mado posts a bunch of art and music with zero tags or description and is famous somehow, she's kinda seen as a cryptid.

Uro throws everything on one blog [anime gifs, recipes, goofy animal vids that she always tags as #THISISMEEEE, funky tunes, ect], she's amassed a large following due to unhinged text posts and drawings of cursed lil guys

Sabi has a gore/macabre horror blog, sometimes posts selfies in goth outfits that Uro reblogs and gushes over in the tags

Sou does gothic writing stuff, he's the kind that takes the writing prompt of the day sorta stuff and runs with it. Also gives long thought out advice when asked and is surprisingly chill. Uro posted a selfie with him once [his face was censored with a cat sticker] and people lost their mind

Tats/Lefia share a blog and sign their post with either ᘛ⁐ᕐᐷ or ⊹₊♚₊⊹ to show who's posting. It's overall really cute stuff but sometimes Tats posts a bunch of depressing shit out of the blue and freaks people out.

Muma and Sometsuki have really simple blogs full of bunnies with random aesthetic posts here and there. Sometsuki's has lo-fi with violin bgm

more random interactions under cut cause I don't wanna drop a tolkein novel of dreamer thoughts in tags.

The closest thing anyone's ever gotten to Mado speaking was when Uro asked if she likes cats and she replied with, "ↀᆺↀ"

People begged Uro to get Mado to say more and she always responds with absurd nonsense like, "I cannot force the Mado to speak, she offers her words as blessings and we should be thankful for when she graces us."

Sometimes Uro's a clown on Tat's post and Tats just responds with "ᘛ⁐ᕐᐷ ✂"

Sabi and Tats did a Silent Hill cosplay together one time [Sabi was Heather Mason, Tats was some little monster child]. People still get surprised every time Tats shows their horror fan side.

Sabi sometimes makes edits/art as covers for Sou's writing and vice versa

It's hilarious seeing Sou's more serious/somber posts get broken up by him responding to some nonsense from Uro like, "Every day I wonder what I did to deserve your acquaintanceship." [uro just replies with, "aw, you know you love me~"]

Muma somehow has a thing like shimeji set up on her blog so you can interact with the little bunnies on it.

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still unrelentingly sad that we didn't get much of mikey and donnie being silly together in canon. like when they dressed up as rich people to fool repo? i want more of that. i think we could get a lot of silliness from them trying to convince raph and leo that a certain cryptid is real, seeing as mikey was convinced the gumbus was real and donnie had a whole presentation ready to go about pizzasaurus. their absolute goofy-guyness is so unappreciated in the fandom in favour of making mikey the family therapist and donnie the snarky smart wise guy but theY'RE MORE THAN THAT!! THEY ARE ALSO SILLY LITTLE BROTHERS!! LET THEM BE RIDICULOUS!!

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So.. every AU usually have ships. So does yours orrr..?

Then, I'm assuming if Romeo doesn't have a pet, then there will be no tragic pet-death after WitherStorm? Or will poor Waffles die?

Also if none of them loves Magnus, doesn't it mean no one will go after him during WitherStorm? So it's only Ellegaard which means she's gonna die without a choice?

In canon it's usually Axel he puts Aiden or Lukas in their place, but since Fred is kind of a goofy guy, Romeo will do it by himself? Or maybe even Xara?

Honestly? I haven’t thought about a lot of these. The only ships I like that would be affected by the swap is 1) Romesse which will probably not be a thing. Instead of temper tantrums, admin Jesse will just act all hurt and get teary eyed and then not pay attention to all the items that are flying around or any of the destruction that it’s causing. Romeo, even in this version, does not have much empathy and this is an absolute turn off for him. It’s not that he thinks she’s evil or a monster, she’s just irredeemably annoying to him. And 2) Lukesse. In this version Lukas will probably be the one to sympathize with her and try to help her redeem herself after she loses her powers making this the new Romesse dynamic. If you listen to ‘Never The Muse’ like I mentioned earlier, you’ll notice that Lukas is actually exactly what admin Jesse wants, she just doesn’t know it yet. Xara, like Petra , I headcanon as aroace, so no ships for her. Fred is straight, but content without anyone for now. (He does end up with a dad relationship with Binta the way Jesse and or Lukas has a parent relationship with Radar.) Romeo doesn’t want love. He wants admiration and attention for his achievements. (Again, this version of him has strategies to get it in healthy, honest ways.) He loves the prospect of becoming Jesse’s champion until she starts being a crybaby.

I don’t know about the pet thing. Does Waffles have to die? Does it have to have one to one plot beats? I like chickens a lot more than I ever liked pigs. What is the significance of having a pet die in the end anyway. If Reuben is still dead in this universe, just like canon, then Waffles probably is still alive.

Maybe Romeo is the one to advocate going to get Magnus. That would be his second choice after Gabriel. And Fred decides. My version is not a choose your own adventure. There is no gameplay. What if I just let other people have more agency.

Like I said, Romeo is the strongest and the most physically adept. Fred is the stable one with no mental disabilities or cryptid-like habits. And Xara is the wittiest. So it would either be Romeo or Xara doing the cutting down depending on the situation.

This was cool, but split your questions up next time! I want the freedom to make an essay of a post for each one!

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Do you subscribe to the notion that Scully had a punk phase? If so, when? If not, what style do you think she would like or may have taken up? I could ask the same for Mulder— do you have any preconceived notions of his stylistic choices that we may not have been shown in the show?

- Your Secret Santa!

Hi Secret Santa! I hope you are ready for a TED talk on the one million ways I can imagine Scully's fashion life 😂 First of all, I'm not generally a person with any one strong head canon about most things, so I enjoy it a lot of different ways in fics and art! I can promise you that if you go for whatever style choice feels right to you, I'm going to absolutely love it!! With that being said, I can definitely imagine Scully having had a punk phase, maybe in high school but especially in college. And I think the punk Scully fics and art are always super cute and fun! I could see her being someone whose "teenage rebellion" comes a little late, because canonically she's such a high achiever but also doesn't shy away from making choices her family doesn't understand or support. Like maybe as a teen military brat she just kind of didn't rock the boat but once she's off at college she does all of the style/identity experimentation she didn't do at home yet. In canon she's generally pretty straight-laced in terms of her style, but we do see some examples of her in earlier seasons in like... more fun, put-together casual or casual dressy clothes. So I could also imagine her being one of those people who seem kind of normcore at first glance but as you get to know them, you discover that they're super weird (compliment), actually, it's just lightly disguised by a messy bun, a stanley, and a girlypop fleece (recent era lol, so translated to 80s or 90s just like slightly preppy conservative-casual basics? Not cutting edge or super-duper trendy but also well within the general swath of what was common/popular at the time). I feel like the moire taffeta prom dress is an example of this lolll but 1) that was high school and 2) I'm always in full support of ignoring canon and just vibing however we want to! I do think that the workplace (if it's Quantico or Hoover) isn't really a place she shows her freak (in terms of fashion at least lol) and honestly I think the combo of early 90s + Scully intentionally trying to seem older and more professional at her job can justify a lot of her early season work fashions. Re: Mulder, my hottest take/unpopular opinion is that Mulder's canonical ties aren't actually terrible lmao! For the most part, they're pretty good quality ties that a slightly fashionable guy in the early 90s would have grabbed at a Nordstrom (department store) or whatever and felt pleased with his choices 😂 I see him in general as someone who is a little vain about his appearance; he does take some care with his clothes (I accept the Armani suits they put DD in as fact ahaha), and I do think he kind of wants to be/feel a little bit cool (poor boy lol). Whatever he's wearing when he's younger, I think it probably betrays some striving. Like, he's Trying™️. I also get a lot of joy out of imagining him as an absurd graphic tee guy (esp in AUs but sometimes in other contexts too, goofy cryptid t-shirts, et cetera). He definitely owns some novelty boxers lol. I also think he's the kind of guy who just seems a little cleancut no matter how edgy he tries to be. I headcanon him coming from money based on canon clues (the Martha's Vineyard and multiple properties of it all), but I could imagine him feeling self-conscious about that/trying to distance himself from it a bit when he's younger. Depends on the era/setting I guess, but it's fun to imagine younger him with :spins wheel: floppy hair and a ratty sweater but still just emanating Sad New England Wealthy Puppy Dog Boy against all of his better efforts 😂😂😂 Oh my gosh, I'm sorry for writing you an entire essay! You're the best, Secret Santa! Please do whatever you feel inspired to do and know that I will love it all!! <3 <3 <3