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existential-cryptid · 24 days
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Look at the sky. It's looking back.
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existential-cryptid · 24 days
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Look at the sky. It's looking back.
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existential-cryptid · 28 days
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even after this goes away i want my mutuals to know i'm always giving you a little boop
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existential-cryptid · 1 month
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thinking about that one time i did a shit ton of benadryl and cough syrup and saw the hat man in the corner of my room but it was jesus wearing a cowboy hat and he said “hello i’m jesus” and i said “hi i’m jewish” and then i had a panic attack for four hours
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existential-cryptid · 2 months
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existential-cryptid · 2 months
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While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a slapping,
As of some one gently flapping, flapping at my chamber door.
“’Tis some fairy,” I muttered, “slapping at my chamber door—
            Only this and nothing more.”
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existential-cryptid · 2 months
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you're traveling alone on a long road, fifty miles away from being Somewhere. it's dark, you realized you really should've left earlier. you know you've never been the sharpest in the dark.
you see a glint, light catching a reflection in your passenger seat. you swore there wasn't anything there before, you're sure.
a tilt, ever so slightly, of the head reveals something that chills your bones. your precious box of 700 hammers... how could it possibly have ended up here?
by the time you turn your head back to the road, it's too late. your car explodes and hammers go everywhere and the hammers explode too.
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existential-cryptid · 2 months
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maybe it was the crack of your spine made when turned to run
or maybe it was the heavy snow weighing down your footsteps.
maybe it was the beads of sweat and tears stinging your face as you came upon the clearing
or maybe it was the sound of gnashing teeth quickly approaching your ankles from behind.
maybe it doesn't matter anymore, the thought crosses your mind.
maybe it never did.
something told you that you weren't going to make it to the backdoor in time.
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existential-cryptid · 2 months
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When did we all start accepting the wizard rp as a regular part of this site
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existential-cryptid · 3 months
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I feel it rush through my veins, flooding ever atom.
I breathe, and for a moment I step out of my body
and into an infinity.
for a moment, I am the ghost haunting my house.
and then, all at once, I am myself again.
as if it never happened at all.
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existential-cryptid · 3 months
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WINTER SENTINEL.XVIII.II.MMXIX. by Orphné Achéron.
pencil, ink and gold.
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existential-cryptid · 3 months
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i was looking through some old drafts and
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past me really was just fuckin clueless huh
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existential-cryptid · 3 months
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Well damn!
the podcast will be on spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/4c6unpOrnDx0fOkkYw2kLA
and the first episode should drop in a few weeks!
THATS SO EXCITING!!!
GO CHECK OUT WHISPERING HEIGHTS
keep an eye out for that first episode in a few weeks!
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existential-cryptid · 3 months
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The trailer is indeed out! Head on over and check out their trailer and the announcement for more information!
the podcast will be on spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/4c6unpOrnDx0fOkkYw2kLA
and the first episode should drop in a few weeks!
THATS SO EXCITING!!!
GO CHECK OUT WHISPERING HEIGHTS
keep an eye out for that first episode in a few weeks!
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existential-cryptid · 5 months
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as well as days where a heavy snow comes in, burying you in your own home until someone comes to plow. you may think you're safe because nothing can get in, but you forget that, now, nothing can get out either.
but it's fine, you were alone. right? the silence was truly empty. right?
now that winters here, can we appreciate how great of an environment winter can be for horror? torturous cold. the longest nights of the year. being outside on a winter night has a chilling (lol) vibe not like any other season. the snow on the ground reflects moonlight. it's not exactly dark out. there are no leaves. this combined with the light means you can see everything. but u can hear nothing. dead silence because everything is dead.
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existential-cryptid · 5 months
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what if love is just finding a shadow you're comfortable living in?
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existential-cryptid · 5 months
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staircase
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