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st4rry-fruitz · 1 year ago
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"does this sound like a person who is stable?"
"YES! .....i mean.. no...."
very human answer antoine :D
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babysquidqueenofhell · 4 months ago
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Me @gildedcryptid
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I know you secretly have a crush on me.
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owlyjules · 1 year ago
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Little doodle of the PRINCE of the cryptids, MOTHMAN!
Couldnt take out my paints today but pretty happy I was still able to doodle!!:D
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peach-moths · 1 year ago
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did you know jackalopes are my favorite cryptid
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jellyfishmakeoutparty · 2 years ago
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I love butterfly rays because half of the images of them online come in two varieties and it’s
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a) a baybey!
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b) I know what you are.
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oliviarampaige · 3 months ago
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“Ḷ̷̨̢̯̬̥̣̼̹͖̹̏̐̌̆͑͗͋̾̄̓͘ͅa̴̘͂͗̔̐̊m̸̛̱̪͈͈̰͔̩̬̟̺̟͐̈́̄́̈́͌̎́̕p̷̢̳̫̞͖̤̖̬̲͙͌͂̍͆̐̋̒̓͋͝”
Day 24 - Goth Moth
Cometh the hour, cometh the moth.
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khajiithaswitchywares · 1 year ago
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Go hiking. Fake your death. Become one with the forest. Elevate to forest god. The simple things.
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eorzeancryptids · 22 days ago
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edit: source (sorry, it was posted to discord without the link so i thought it was their cap)
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the-ria · 5 months ago
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The rarest cryptid of them all
I'm officially back from the little break I went on! I was feeling stressed and unsatisfied with my art for a hot second, but now l'm actually excited to be back and I can't remember the last time I had so much time working on something :')
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jasminetwil · 13 days ago
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Season's greetings, dearest goblinfam! Wishing each and every one of you a wonderful holiday season. ✨️
Be sure to check your pinecones for pinecone sprites, and your chimneys, fireplaces and stovetops for soot wyrms!
Pinecone sprites, as their names suggest, are only found in pinecones. These ghostly lil' creatures are mostly dormant throughout the year, and only emerge from their pinecone shelters during autumn and winter.
Soot wyrms are curious lil' critters which are commonly found in households, although you'll rarely see them apart from the tiny trails of soot they leave behind. They live in small groups and can be lured out with tiny pieces of coal, which they love snacking on. 🎄💖🎄
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strangeomens-sketch · 2 months ago
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I made this for @13daysadvent of 2023! I got sick last year in September and was in such a funk for a long time after I forgot all about this piece- I ended up going back and reworking it a little bit, then forgot about it again! But I found it today and thought I'd post it- mothman my beloved
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gavran-vrani · 2 months ago
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wow-thisismylifeiguess · 1 month ago
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Cryptid Bruce
Martha and Thomas Wayne struggled to have a child for years and Thomas meets a shady man who tells him that a child will come to them soon
Thomas just ‘??? okaaaaaay’s him but in a week, Martha bursts into his office looking frazzled
“We’re being haunted.”
“….”
“Don’t give me that look, Thomas Wayne. The Manor. It’s haunted. Alfred! Tell him we’re being haunted!”
And Alfred comes in, also looking frazzled but to a lesser degree.
The two explain that things are moving around the Manor without any kind of explanation, but Thomas doesn’t believe them. Until he notices things in his office also being moved. The weirdest event is when they start hearing a child’s giggles. No explanation. None.
Not until Thomas, sleep deprived after going over paperwork for one too many hours, pops into the kitchen and…there is a child. Sitting on the kitchen counter.
The child, a boy, turns. Grins. Waves.
“Hi, daddy.”
Bruce, they name him, can melt into shadows. He finds it hilarious. Martha thinks she’s going to go grey at her young age. She adores him. Thomas adores him. He’s their son now.
The Waynes have a mysterious child, but they keep their private lives very private, so maybe they just successfully hid a pregnancy? And then a child. For…three years. They think Bruce is three, at least.
Despite how odd of a child Bruce is, they love him dearly. He’s some kind of miracle. A…very weird, possibly magical(?) miracle.
Dick thinks his adoptive father is strange. Extremely strange. Bruce makes absolutely no noise when he moves. He doesn’t cast shadows but he seemingly is able to *blend into them*. His smile, whilst genuine, seems a little too sharp.
He thinks he’s a vampire.
Bruce laughs so hard, he doubles over.
“No, but I am the Batman, so I guess you’re not far off.”
“…is this a joke?”
“Nope.”
“A dream?”
Bruce pinches him and Dick yelps.
Bruce doesn’t explain to Dick what he is, because he doesn’t have a clue himself. He just…is.
But when Jason comes along, he has a million and one questions. Bruce blinks at him.
“How did you do that? You literally *melted* into the shadows!”
Bruce shrugs.
“No. *No*. Explain.”
“I…can’t.”
“You said no secrets, B!”
Bruce puts his hands up defensively. “It’s not a secret! I really don’t know! It just…kind of happens.”
Jason stares at him. Bruce stands there. He seems to flicker? The edges of his body go a bit transparent and Dick knows he only does that when he’s stressed.
“Leave him alone, Jay. He’s telling the truth. He’s just…like that. But he’s still Bruce.”
It takes Jason two months to accept it. By then, his questions are more from genuine intrigue and wonder. He hides under Batman’s cape and somehow it’s spacious? It can even fit Dick at the same time. No one (but Bruce) can even hear them when they’re under there.
And then one day, when he goes to take a nap under Bruce’s cape, someone else is there.
“….B?”
“…”
“You know what I’m going to ask.”
“…”
“*Bruce*.”
“No real names, Robin.”
“No one can hear me!”
“…I didn’t kidnap him.”
“What his name?”
“Timothy Drake.”
“FROM DRAKE INDUSTRIES?”
And Tim wakes up, rubbing his eyes. He looks exhausted and way too skinny, and all of a sudden, Jason understands why Dick has cooed at him the first night Bruce brought him home.
“Um…hi.”
“B, we’re keeping him.”
Jason doesn’t need to see Bruce’s face to know he’s smiling.
Damian just…appears. Bruce suddenly understands his parents’ reactions to his first appearance because nearly the same exact thing happens. Bruce wakes up from a nap. He doesn’t need to sleep very often, something Tim finds incredibly annoying, declaring it to be *unfair*. He wakes up, and curled against his chest is…a boy. Who looks a *lot* like him.
“Uh.”
The child wakes up, blinks at him w striking green eyes.
“Hello Father.”
What the fuck.
Dick slams his way into Bruce’s office, followed by Jason and Tim, who are bickering with each other.
“DAAAAAAAD, THEY WON’T SHU- oh. Steal another kid?”
“…he just appeared.”
“That’s the excuse you used for Jason.”
“No. Literally. I fell asleep. No kid. Woke up. Kid.”
“My name is Damian.”
“That’s no fair. You came pre-named?”
Damian is as odd as Bruce. Actually, he’s weirder. And stabby. Bruce finds him *delightful*. He adores him.
Dick is Nightwing, Jason is Red Hood (no death, he just thought it was a cool name), Tim is Red Robin, and Damian’s Robin.
Bruce is Batman. Despite being in his late 30s, he still looks like he’s in his mid 20s.
Batman stands in front of a bank robber who’s going on about their evil bank robbing plans. Nightwing pops his head out from beneath Batman’s cape.
“Can you get to the point?”
Red Hood pops out next.
“I’m getting bored.”
Red Robin follows.
“This is sad.”
Damian.
“Scum.”
Batman sighs.
“Why are all of you here?”
“Missed you.”
They all chime in.
The robber.
“How…how the *fuck-?*”
“Language. There are kids around.”
“B, I’m 23.”
“Says the boy taking a nap in my cape. And I was talking about Red Robin and Robin.”
“…’s comfy.”
“I’m eighteen???”
“F- Batman! I am not a child!”
There’s some shuffling sounds, no doubt Red Hood moving over to ruffle Robin’s hair.
“Whatever you say, Tiny Demon.”
And then Red Hood shrieks.
“No stabbing your brothers, Robin.”
“He called me small!”
“…you are.”
“This is insulting, F- Batman. I will grow to be as big as you. No. *Bigger*.”
The robber watches in confusion, mild amusement, and horror.
Batman sighs.
“We’ll talk about this later. Now, you were saying? Blowing up the bank, terrorizing the people.” Batman yawns. “Anything else?”
“Just take me to Arkham. I think I’m insane.”
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whereserpentswalk · 8 months ago
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Reblog to receive the transformation. Like to upgrade your power.
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marfian · 6 months ago
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Daemon walking around Harrenhal like
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owlyjules · 4 months ago
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Its time for a small fall shop update!!:D This year sadly will be a bit smaller on new products due to life having been too busy.
BUT I am really happy with my Mothman Postcard, revamped spooky postcards set and more little things!
Hope you find something you like!;)
Esty link here! Bigger prints of my art here!
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