The Cryptid Circus @cryptidcircusco - Tumblr Blog

Welcome to my Tumblr!

We are CryptidCircusCo (he/she/cryptid) and we go by many names. Because there are A LOT OF US. This blog is mostly run by Host1, who identifies with the Vessel.

If you’re here because of the google doc, here’s my response. There are more screenshots to come.

Here’s the basics-

20, transsexual, physically disabled, mentally ill, USA based, DID system of more alters than I’d like. I don’t use tags and I probably never will, but if I know something specific upsets a friend of mine I will make them a personal tag to block.

If you don’t want to see me or my content, block these blogs also

@cryptidcircuswrites - my writing blog, because I write fanfiction

@ms-chaos - host number 2, Myrdr. Said like the crime in which you kill someone! She is a very evil woman and I love her.

@thatrogerskid - host 3 and my freak of a boyfriend. If you want to get on his good side, send him a 9/11 joke or two. Heh. Like the number of planes.

@cryptid-cogito-ergo-sum - AM, the interface. AM is a chronic hater and loves to yell at people that it begrudgingly likes.

@doctor-vicodin - Abigail Gregory House AKA that faggot from the TV show. He switches pronouns based on vibes. Yes, House does bite and may or may not have contracted rabies from Rogers. The “may not” does not mean that he doesn’t HAVE rabies, just that he got them from somewhere else.

@jamespantypeelerwilson - Wilson from the TV show. He works a lot and doesn’t post much on here, except internal updates or responding to posts that I send him.

@babygirlb-cryptidcircusc - Babygirl Brian Thomas. He posts about fishing and fish, and being gay.

@oldmanpookie - Few know his true name, online he goes by Trout Father. He’s nice but he is a tired old dog

@kraliealexandria - She doesn’t post on here, like ever.

@thirteenbeauregard - Also doesn’t post much because she has better things to do- if you meet her on Discord, though, she’s probably not going to be very nice. Remy prefers the company of internals over externals.

There’s more accounts too, but they’re mostly inactive. All of my sideblogs have my main in either the pinned or the bio.

cryptidcircusco

new song i am insane about. you will all know in 85 days

cryptidcircusco

I have this scheduled for June First. If all goes well, this will be one of my last posts for a while.

I am gone. I have fled my home because of my mother. You will not know where I am except that I am safe. I do not know if I will come back to this account.

cryptidcircusco

i huave to write ficking timeloop brim postcanon hurt comfort longfic but i an si fyckinh TIRED

cryptidcircusco

my beloved advisors liked this post at exactly the same time. twelve seconds after posting.

i-am-a-fish

don't be mean to yourself that's you

i-am-a-fish

you live there

i huave to write ficking timeloop brim postcanon hurt comfort longfic but i an si fyckinh TIRED

fairycosmos

theres a big conspiracy theory going round that you can be horribly flawed and also genuinely loved. crazy if true

#rawdog rogdog and his tinfoil hat podcast will not make me believe this one. mcdonalds 9/11 sure but this HAS to be fake

I have this scheduled to post at 3 weeks? I think? Yeah, should be three weeks missing.

I've been making art. At the time of writing this I am working on some clothes and crochet stars to hang on my walls. I made a Don't Tread On Me trans flag for above my bed. I'm waiting on the bank to figure things out so I can get a car. I have a great job lined up! I'm not thinking well enough to be able to write yet, but it's May now, and I'm feeling better. I know back home they're all scrambling to find me, and they probably won't. If they do I'll have protection here.

I got to paint my room for the first time. It's dark purple, almost black. I like it a lot. It's coming along nicely and I've almost unpacked entirely. I need more things for the walls, though, so I'm hitting yard sales (on foot! I'm walking almost daily, around half a mile!) but I haven't found much yet. I might make things for the walls.

I bashed my hope chest to pieces and burned it in the yard. I wore out the soles of my shoes, finally, and those go on the wall too since I'm emotional about those. I'm emotional! I'm feeling feelings! It's not a lot but I feel content as my baseline now, almost happy even.

I like it here. I don't think I'll leave anytime soon.

I won't be posting again for a while. Too much to do offline, and too many people watching my blog.

It's been a week. It's good here.

I did it :]

vampireautism

there is an IMAGE in my HEAD and i cannot DRAW IT. hatred and rage.

flowerflamestars

there is a CONVERSATION in my HEAD and I cannot WRITE IT. rage and hatred

ocean-stuck

there is a VIDEO in my HEAD And i cannot ANIMATE IT. hage and ratred

y2kbugs-moved

There is a GAME in my HEAD and I cannot CODE IT. Ratred and hage.

unscharf-an-den-raendern

there is a SONG in my HEAD and I cannot COMPOSE IT. haged and rate.

gender-luster

there is a MOVIE in my HEAD and i cannot FILM IT. raged and hate

the-haiku-bot

there is a MOVIE

in my HEAD and i cannot

FILM IT. raged and hate

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

bestiolin

maarten inghels

animate-mush

@sherbertilluminated there's a line somewhere in Ursula Vernon's Digger that goes something like "it is difficult to be metaphysical around the truly geologically minded"

ka-mi006

headcanon: robert’s grandfather and father used to wear the same fuzzy and soft sweaters and robert loved them and his brain would always associate that feeling with safety. so whenever flambae wears a soft sweater, robert just instinctively nuzzles into it.

OK BUT CHASE???

Chase always wears a sweater and Robert LOVES giving his unc hugs, mostly because he just loves the guy, but also because the sweater feels really nice and nostalgic.

Chad is jealous of fucking Chase (he can hardly believe himself either) and decides to wear a sweater to work one day (Prism is like "wtf??? You don't even get cold") and Chad is just waiting expectantly for a hug. Robert has no idea he associates sweaters with safety but goes to give his boyfriend a hug anyway, his body relaxing so fast he nearly buckles.

Chad has never seen him so nuzzly and cute before, and vows he's going to start wearing sweaters every day. He really tries before he inevitably overheats and whines as Robert comforts him in the infirmary.