#local cryptids

[leahstuff]

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In case you were wondering what I stock in my art vending machine, here’s my new mini-comic Local Cryptids - each page is a hand-carved hand-printed cryptid 😂 - with a couple of additional drawn in details (like neon red eyes that I didn’t want to stamp).

It’s been a hot minute since I made some new comics and stamps so yay! See that makes the whole art vending machine purchase/project worth it ✨👍✨

I also stock other things like hand-painted playing cards and journals - images coming soon.

[retrogradewizard]

Local cryptid at the Baytree store

Love this guy 💖

[crazyskirtlady]

[starlitvesper]

We’re all in agreement that the Dover Demon was just a feral Zim sighting, yes?

[witchywix]

Living on an acreage in the middle of the woods, literally surrounded by fey trees, in the boreal forests of Canada really makes ya take precautions against the wendigo :/

[yalaki]

B̡̛̯̫̥͎̹̥̺̼̈́͊̀͑̈́͂̌͊͡e̡̧̧̼͚̭̼̅̀̈̅͞ͅ t̶̡̼̲̘̞̱̲̳̒̔̾̿́̾h͉̼̯͉͔̹͕̤̓͂̽͋̒̌͘͝͡ȇ̺̙̠̼̯̇̽̅̄͛̑̅̕̕͜ c̸̯͓̗̭̆̃̆̆͞ͅr̤̯̹̘̫̒̑̑̓̽y̝͉̝̠͇͌͂͗̀̄͆͜p̵̛̬͖̟̘͆̉̔̊͋̾͘͜t̺̞̪̮̲̝͙̱̫̉̊̓̑͗̓͘ỉ̹̲͕͎̼͚̤͈́͛̎͒̓͛̄̅d̟̙̲͋̒̀͋͋͌́̓̍͘͢ͅ ỳ̝̥̳̗̭̲̺̯̓̌́̑̾̕͞͞ǒ̦̜̹̪̣͂̆̓̐̿̑̌͡u̵̝̗̯̝̫͙͕̠͈̒̇̎̽̉̽͢͞ ẁ̨͖̭̜͇̳̻̄͗̊̓̂̿̌̚͟͡a̾ń̛̞͓͍̘͓̬̍̔̑̅̒͐͌͜t͗ ţ̷̳̤̤̺͖͌́̇̆͛͢o̵̧̦̻̲͇̅̽͂͛̑̍͘͜ s̶̡̳̹̞͚̳̠͑͑́̏͘͢͝e͉̦̤̠͉̣̝̣͍͌̓͑̇̀̔̆̔͘͜ę̴̧̥̺͓̱̺̹͔̓̓̊̈́̈̅̾͘ į̸̭̯̦͔̝̯̄́͑̋͋͝n̵̫͍͔͇̥͓͇͖͐̈́̀̿̾̊͟͞ t̸̨̨̨͖̹̺̊̾͊̎̾ḩ͓̞̱̫̉̿̿͗̑̊̎̍̌̑ȩ̹̱̭̞͌̿̋̃̎̋͗̇̈́͝ w͓̝͔̺̙̌͌͑̐́̃ő̶̻̲̟͉̯̟̭͎̫̉̒̾̚͞r̢͍̙͓͉̟̗̓̌̔̈̉̀̌͋͟ͅl̨̢͙͇̣̙͚̦̑͒͌͐͐d̢̢̛͉̠̫̼͑̌̑̊͑̐͛͞͝

[regionalcryptids]

Local Cryptid #22

You and your friends throw stones and walnuts into the trees as you wait for the bus. Eventually, something throws them back.

[regionalcryptids]

Local Cryptid #21

There’s a small rural town in Minnesota, it has your standard creepy fare: Abandoned buildings, miles upon miles of unused land, and the eccentric locals. But those are just features and not the Cryptid itself. Every day, in the early hours, there’s a rather loud and distinctive noise. Think of the sound a loon would make. The locals talk about a large black bird-like shape roaming the edges of the town. But it’s always gone before anyone can pick out details.