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[6ryptid-a]

█ 　　ᨒ↟ 𖠰ᨒ༯　　welcome to 6ryptid, this is an independent and semi - selective blog for amber zhou prescott a multi - versed original cryptozoologist character : a former cheerleader who swapped sunny california for misty washington state, fell down an internet rabbithole [ &. ] never crawled out ─── ₊☽◯☾₊ ─── ιᥒvᥱstιgᥲtᥱd bყ dᥲᥕᥒ , set in the mid 2000s [ &. ] on a low - medium activity .

investigating : who wants to be normal anyways ? the crunch of the forest beneath your sneakers, the inconsequential nature of humanity [ &. ] whom or ᥕhᥲt we share a world with, chasing something you're not even sure exists, the scratches on your hands [ &. ] knees from climbing trees, things that go bump in the night, that girl's a total nut job ! [ &. ] additionally : former cheerleader turned local weirdo, refinding your space in a new family dynamic [ &. ] darling, isn't it time you leave those silly fantasies behind, find someone nice [ &. ] settle down ?

ᨒ↟ gentle reminder : this blog explores all things creepy [ &. ] extraordinary and will touch on triggering topics, which will be appropriately tagged. please be mindful of these themes when interacting [ &. ] lurking on 6ʀʏᴘᴛɪᴅ / blog still under heavy construction !

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[6ryptid-a]

i've moved! same url, liked it too much to pass up. but a fresh start was definitely needed. threads have not been dropped and will instead come from the new blog. i'll be going through my following + migrating it over, but i may not follow people i've yet to interact with at all.

[6ryptid-a]

i've moved! same url, liked it too much to pass up. but a fresh start was definitely needed. threads have not been dropped and will instead come from the new blog. i'll be going through my following + migrating it over, but i may not follow people i've yet to interact with at all.

[6ryptid-a]

followed as many people as i could but then my tumblr started glitching so if u haven't recieved a follow yet u will i prommy..

[6ryptid-a]

i've moved! same url, liked it too much to pass up. but a fresh start was definitely needed. threads have not been dropped and will instead come from the new blog. i'll be going through my following + migrating it over, but i may not follow people i've yet to interact with at all.

[6ryptid-a]

should i just re - do my blog or move for a fresh start hmnnngggg many thoughts...

[amberdiary]

　　　 ٩(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧　 #amberdiary.tumblr.com　 !

an archival blog for original character amber zhou prescott's musings, headcanons + written tidbits.　 + dawn, low activity.

　 ¹ main.　　² connects.　　³ verses.　　⁴ headcanons.　　

mutuals may interact with posts but please do not reblog otherwise i will ask you to take it down. following that, please do not steal or copy any written work on this blog.

[greelin]

[very clearly enamored AND elated] He fucking bit me.

[greelin]

[sporting so many puncture wounds like one would do with lipstick kiss marks] guys. you’ll never believe what happened.

[6ryptid-a]

waking up at 4 am from the dead of sleep to gush about amber's little hobby of making her own jewellery :( it's a little dinky but she loves it and she loves engaging with the little craft kits. also maybe amber's a little history buff on the side Ough so many thoughts 2nite.

[6ryptid-a]

something i've picked up on with amber in threads & plotting is how resourceful she can be at times? it's making me want to place her in more horror / final girl verses i fear.

[6ryptid-a]

once again thinking about this 😭 i had a lot of fun writing that other verse post so maybe i take a crack at this tomorrow ?

[alatenightwith]

‘‘ either you have some very suspicious freckles on your neck or you were bitten by a vampire. ’’

@6ryptid & starter call !!

[6ryptid-a]

" you got me. i've been feeding the local vamps because i'm such a good samaritan, but now my cover's blown. those poor vampires are going to starve. "

[arsoneds]

@6ryptid !

" if you 'wanna come by the diner later, i'll give you a free piece of pie to help you feel better. "

[6ryptid-a]

" that'd be really nice, actually. today's been a total doozy. maybe you're my guardian angel? "

[6ryptid-a]

verse ... 03.

what is life if not fleeting? passion transforms into profession, and amber's charm has sharpened with age. years have slipped through her fingers like fine sand, the frame of amber's life changing into what could only be described as one of her wildest dreams. a bedroom cluttered with hastily pinned posters and photographs is instead a neat university office worthy of respect. amber's research— her pride + legacy —is tucked away with an organisation system that only she understands. amber has become a small celebrity within the american northwest cryptozoology circle, mainly through hours of participation & contribution in state conventions for enthusiasts of the unknown & the paranormal. real fans know that amber's following comes from her you.tu/be channel, a delicately crafted project of monthly documantary - style videos. each episode centers around both classic & unknown cryptids, strange phenomena and local legend. though it's a small channel, the production quality certainly isn't something to scoff at & amber pours weeks into research for each meticulously crafted episode. though amber has moved gracefully through the years, her spirit remains the same, only matured by wisdom & experience.

[deathshymn-arc]

[6ryptid-a]

something i've picked up on with amber in threads & plotting is how resourceful she can be at times? it's making me want to place her in more horror / final girl verses i fear.

[6ryptid-a]

❛ you shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜ 

the late winter chill is frigid against the joints of amber's hands and they're tinged a brutal red, the same shade that's creeping onto her nose. amber's fingers had long become numb at this point, but they remained steady upon the shutter button of her camera.

there was hope that something interesting would be caught, but as the afternoon slipped away into the evening and the sun retreated beyond the horizon, the only thing amber would be catching is a well - earned cold.

a sigh slips through chapped lips & chittering teeth when the unexpected voice comes, and it's startling enough to make amber whip around wide - eyed. the first thing she notices is how tall the stranger is, and though it's slightly intimidating, she doesn't cower by that mere fact.

amber spends a few more moments taking in the stranger's features, memorizing them. " thanks for the tip, " she nods, angling her body away slightly. " but i've been out here a hundred times and survived every time. "

there's an acute awareness of the wooded environment, how they're a good sprint away from anybody else, and the choice of greeting. together, these facts charge the air with unease. there is a soft click when amber flicks the flash button on her camera with attempted subtlety. she continues trying to play it cool.

if this person is strange, at least she can attempt to blind him momentarily with the light. " what brings you out here, aren't you afraid of being out here by yourself? "

[6ryptid-a]

❛ you look like you've got something to say. ❜

the silence that follows is loud and slightly uncomfortable. amber sits a few feet away from casey, swallowing a thick lump that's formed in her throat and running stiff hands down jeaned legs until they reach her knees.

she doesn't lift her gaze for a moment, but when she does, her eyes are filled with uncertainty and a twinge of dread.

time is ticking. amber's stay as a visitor in this town is coming to a close, her funds are dwindling, and her family is beginning to ask questions. as much as amber would like to escape forever to bella vista and continue her research with casey, it just wasn't viable. lets call it what it is : a fantasy incompatible with reality.

" i do... " fingers begin to drum on her knees now. her voice held something solemn but unavoidable. " casey, i'm a visitor in this town. i'm sure you know that, and... "

there's a squint in her expression, and when her voice trails off, it doesn't seem to come back. after a few beats of silence, amber gives up, and her shoulders slump in defeat.

casey is a smart man, amber knows this from the time they've spent together. she hopes he's able to piece together what she's trying, and failing, to say. that soon she'll need to leave, and he'll be on his own.

[melomancy]

the ellipsis is the most powerful of all the punctuation…so versatile…i’m pondering…i’m omitting…i’m implying…i’m trailing off…