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hobgobknowsbest · 5 months
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spellboundcities · 4 months
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I've spent pretty much all day drawing @xmaruu11 and @kitsuneisi 's DDVAU
(ft some posts edited from Maruu!! )
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khajiithaswitchywares · 6 months
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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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gem1ny · 9 months
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buboplague · 2 years
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moss-opossum · 9 months
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Not gay as in happy but Queer as in I saw something in the woods and I’m not sure it was human
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adobe-outdesign · 10 months
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thinking about Pokemon depictions in-universe. the few times we see something like that it tends to stick to the actual Pokemon designs, but humans love to portray IRL animals as all sorts of weird colors. imagine kids walking around with rainbow Eevee plushies and the like
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and that's not getting into the idea of in-universe cryptids. I feel like we got a bit of a taste of this with the paradox 'mon sketches, but those were at least based on something real. I wanna hear all about some incredible powerful mythical Pokemon and then it turns out not only does it 100% not exist but it's also apparently just a Wobbuffet with a horn
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cuteskitty · 1 month
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My tav, Aly and Gale. I've wanted to draw them for a while.
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dcartcorner · 6 months
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Elsewhere AU
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puppetmaster13u · 6 months
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Y'know, I want a superbat story from an outsider's pov of someone having a visceral realization at like 3am that it's like birds. Brightly colored bird- or alien in this case- showing off and trying to impress potential mate- in this case cryptid bat thing- who is much duller in color but way more likely to straight up fight something.
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hobgobknowsbest · 2 months
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spellboundcities · 5 months
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Is it too late to make this joke
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Danny’s in Gotham living as a regular civilian or even just a literal tourist.
He’s out late after getting a burger from Batburger and in an attempt to get back to where he’s staying faster he cuts through a few alley ways with some help from his powers to stay safe.
One of the bat fam hears something from an empty looking alley and shines a flashlight in it, directly into the face of a exhausted looking teenager.
Danny, because high powered light in the eyes hurt, hisses in pain, and then runs away after seeing who just attempted to blind him. Because they’re a Bat and Danny really doesn’t want to deal with Batman.
The next morning the GPD issues a warning about a suspected vampire with a described appearance that matches Danny’s a bit too much.
Danny may have forgotten his eyes shine like a cats and that the red Batburger sauce ended up on his shirt… and that he has fangs.
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cryptid-manor · 8 months
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ariesbilly · 3 months
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Has anyone done a fic where it’s like modern au or the 2000s, something where steve wasn’t a teenager in 80s or at least really young
So anyway he’s driving along the road one night and sees a kid about his age walking along, looks kind of dated with his curly mullet and leather jacket and unbuttoned shirt but maybe he just came back from a costume party or something. And Steve, being the good guy he is, pulls up to the guy and asks if he wants a ride home, is maybe looking for something more when he gets a look at the guys face and realizes what a knockout he is.
And the guy is charming too, smirking at him and accepting the ride, tho there’s something a little sad in his eyes, a little haunted.
Steve asks questions like his name (billy hargrove) and “haven’t seen you around here before, you from here?” (No, California)
He doesn’t really offer up much else and he doesn’t ask Steve about himself, which…is fine, Steve guesses.
But when he asks billy where he should drop him off billy gets a little panicked look in his eye. Repeats that he can’t go home, his dad’s gonna be so mad, he can’t go home.
And Steve’s like okay….quarry then? Because that’s his spot when he doesn’t want to go home, wants to avoid his parents.
Billy agrees and Steve drives them to the water. Parks the car. Steve tries to strike up conversation but Billy’s reluctant to say anything. When Steve, going out on a limb, suggests a late night swim, Billy agrees.
So they strip off their clothes. Steve runs to the water, dives in. Waits for billy to come but…he never does. And Steve can’t see him on the shore, the only light coming from the beemers headlights. He calls out for him, but nothing. Steve’s shoulders sag, he swims back to shore, assumes he’s been had, billys left to go…wherever. Steve sulks and goes home
It’s not until the next morning he gets in his car and notices a leather jacket in his backseat. Which…weird. But he’s kinda hopeful. He can use this to see billy again. He’s just…gotta find him
Problem is when he asks around, no one’s heard of a billy hargrove. It’s not until someone mentions knowing a Neil Hargrove that Steve finally has a lead. So he tracks him down to a house on a cherry lane. Knocks on the door. An angry old man answers, demanding to know what Steve wants
Timidly, Steve asks if a billy lives there? Or if the man knows anyone named Billy Hargrove?
And the man goes cold. Stares Steve down in a way that has him wanting to run for the hills.
The man says “Billy was my son. And he died years ago.”
And that…can’t be right. Steve just saw him last night so… he has his jacket for christs sake
But before he can say anything else the door is slammed in his face.
Later that day Steve’s hanging out with his best friend Robin. Tells her about the weird interaction he had today. And Robin loves a good mystery so she drags Steve to the library or pulls up her laptop and searches the obituaries for a billy hargrove and sure enough…July 4, 1985 a billy hargrove died in a car crash along the same stretch of road Steve found him on the previous night. And right there in black and white is the face of the boy Steve had in his passenger seat
Steve doesn’t know what the hell to think
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buboplague · 1 year
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sweater
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