cryptid stadamdrew headcanons
Steven
Glimpses of a future through veils
Flashes of lightning beneath skin, setting nerves alight
Unexplained restlessness, a need to wander at 3 AM in the morning
Stars for eyes- blinding, bright, impossible to forget
Adam
Feeling of belonging in a foreign place
A faceless old friend
“Wake up. It’s time to come home now.”
Shadows flickering at the edges of your vision, present but out of frame
Andrew
Memories of forgotten past lives and history you aren’t a part of
Stumbling upon an unassuming bar in an unknown location, no revisits, not now, not yet
Loops in roads that lead back to the same destination
A constant thrumming from an unidentified source
Stadamdrew
Separate paths of a crossroad intersecting at a singular point
Assembling both the old and the new to give shape to something whole, something beautiful, something real
The concept of blessings and security for weary travelers
Assurance and contentment nestled beneath the valley of ribs, a pleasant companion.
The feeling of being alone, but never lonely.
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