#Persona x oc

[thatweirdocryptid]

Welcome to Crypt bar, what can I get ya?

Hello dear friends, mutuals and many others! I am thatweirdocryptid or who you may call, Cryptid, Cry, or Ray!

I am a dragon enthusiast, cryptid enthusiast, and dca enthusiast.

I watch the Sun and Moon show, Lunar and Earth show, and a tiny bit of Monty and Foxy show.

I enjoy making AUs (specifically dca) and OCs, though I rarely ever show any.

I have a character . Ai account under the same name, thatweirdocryptid.

And I do have a YouTube account, but I only have one video posted, which is a speedpaint of a drawing I did not too long ago, and I plan to make mostly gacha videos on said account as I do not know how to animate but I wish I did.

I am learning to horse ride currently, and I cosplay as my own characters at times.

I love ren faires abd I've been to 4 so far, and I wish to go to a con soon!

Now, time for oc lore!

Commonly known as Ray; Ray is a demonic cryptid who tends to the bar in the cryptid world called "The stone crypt".

Ray worked there for god knows how long, but for cryptids like them, it would be only around 20 years for cryptids, while it's be around 100-204 years for humans.

They have an odd collection of animal bones from the human world abd likes to study humans.

In the cryptid world, gold is easy to come by, which is the reason why it's their currency, and sometimes, cryptids prefer living in the human world for better food, but some cryptids are banished.

But ever since Cryptid hunters started to pop up more often and kill off more cryptids, they prefer now to stay in their world.

every cryptid knows of what they are... But not Ray... Ray doesn't know what cryptid they are, hell they never seen a cryptid with blue eyes just like them, they sometimes feel like they don't belong.

They go to the human world sometimes to get rare ingredients in their world, as making drinks and selling it is entirely legal in the cryptid world.

They do not know of their other abilities, examples like flight and other abilities you all will find out :³

They like to go to the library, and sometimes reads books for hours, Mostly for trying to find out what cryptid they are.

And they were adopted by two gay mothmen :³

Sammy! Ray's love intrest! Just a widdle ol' cryptid hunter!

Sammy was born in South Carolina, and lived near the small town of Fairplay, his family owning a farm with cows, chickens, and horses.

Sammy, when growing up, spend a lot of time in the woods, and one night, Sammy saw two strange glowing blue eyes, with grey little pupils.

Sammy wouldn't see those eyes for a long long time, and encountered many cryptids.

He got his scar from a rough fall, and had t9 go to the hospital for a couple of weeks.

And never knew, a certain cryptid, fell in love.

[i-am-valadin]

𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 👅💦

[theartisticautisticc]

felt a lil silly ☺️ made an oc to ship with my persona

Were-Lion metalhead Bf x Werewolf Stoner bf

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

Smthn about escapism and why someone (me) might choose to stay with Kinito even tho he was a bit mean and also didn’t like that u had freewill lol

Also a little bit of thinking abt how Kinito and the Player Who Stays (the Stayer???) share a lot of parallels (working hard to deserve nice things, crippling loneliness, selfish reasons for clinging to one another, self awareness, dissatisfaction/disappointment with their respective realities leading to them idealizing the concept of each other, etc etc)

(The song lyrics are from ‘Woof woof’ by ARTHUR. It took a few listens to rlly appreciate it, now it scratches my brain in v nice ways)

[seharuuchan]

Sweet potato

[skelebellie]

i wanted to make a comic about alastor meeting my sona cecil since he’s a certified short person enemy but this wip of this panel is to funny to not post

[oshee-202-blog]

HEAR ME OUT OK- so what if Prime Megatron accidentally falls in love with chubby biker girl and likes- idk have a crush on her but doesn’t want to admit it to himself 🥺 and sweet biker chick is like “that’s cute, your mine now uwu” and it’s like- he spends time with her with his holoform something like that- idk dumb ideas man I kinda want to turn this into like a dark romance as well

[littletomatos]

Lovely you~

[lesbiamano]

finneeeee i'll post the ryugoro yuri here

[luuxxart]

the kurusu magnetism™

[battlemaiden13]

@absurdmageart did a matchup event a few months ago and I got Edge. I wanted to practice drawing skeletons so I decided to do some inserts of how I think that relationship would look. I had a lot of fun and love how this turned out. There's a few more scenes of these two I thought of while drawing so maybe I'll do them later too.

[black-suns-rim]

Cuddling a yautja

Summary: you had a hard time sleeping, so you went to go get a late night snack but ended up falling asleep right next to your yautja friend while watching a movie with him.

Contains: some wholesome platonic cuddles

The endless buzzing of the ship's interior slaving away to make sure it runs well was somewhat of a soothing noise that you've gotten used to after the past couple of months. Maybe buzzing wasn't the right word... more like humming or the sound of vibration. Almost every night you fell asleep to that noise, but this night you just couldn't. It didn't have the soothing touch you had experienced last night. Laying on your plush floor bed, your gaze wondered around your metalic room.

To the books that hung from your wall on smooth selves, from the warm yellow Christmas lights that dangled from the ceiling and the various other objects of entertainment, memorabilia, or every day use. Your mind could not just rest as your eyes grew tired. Huffing in agitation for your lack of rest, you sat up, tossing the furr skin blanket off of your body. You pressed your back to the cold metal of the ship's interior and closed your eyes.

You recalled the first day of agreeing to go on this mission, but you never truly knew what you were getting yourself into. You recalled how you freaked out seeing this alien ship from the outside and in. You recalled how meeting another life form that didn't originate from earth made you extremely anxious, nervous but excited. It's not everyday that you get to be part of a crew where one of your members wasn't human. The thrill of learning everything you could about them was something you never found boring. Even though it's only been a few months, you have grown pretty close to this alien. Closer than to any human you've known.

As the soothing cold metal wall began to warm up from your hot skin, you leaned forward and rubbed your face. You peeled open your eyes and sluggishly stood to your feet. Unlocking the padlock door, you exited your room and placed your hand on the wall, trailing the lines with your fingertips as you walked. You knew everyone was asleep by now, so you made sure to step quietly. It was easier to do so with some kind of padding on your feet, but your feet were bare. You just liked how the freezing metal felt compared to the slightly humid and muggy air of the ship.

Perhaps a late night snack would be able to get your mind to finally rest. The walk to the kitchen wasn't too long since the ship was a decently small one. Though it could hold well over 20 crew members, the design of the ship itself made sense and wasn't as confusing as the other ships you've been on. But then again, the other ships you've been on weren't alien in origin. You were somewhat surprised to see someone was already in the kitchen at this time, but when you realized who it was, your surprise left and it was replaces with understanding. The alien, the predator some called it, a yautja others said, the only alien on board that also owned this very ship, was cutting up some fresh vegetables and meat.

He turned his long-haired head towards you as you walked in. The metal jewelry in his hair-like tendrils hit together in somewhat of a musical way like wind-chimes in a breeze. His bulking but soft stature and body shape gave him the nickname "Big Papa" amongst the crew since not many knew how to pronounce his actual name correctly. His pearcing crystal watery blue eyes followed you as you sleepily grabbed an apple from the small fruit basket that had been undisturbed for a while. All the while, he kept chopping away. He slowly clicked his tusks together as he focused his attention back to the cutting board.

You still weren't used to the strange noises he made, but you found all of them fascinating. Just like his reptilian skin and earthly colorations. But the thing that you found the most striking about him was the brilliant crystal blue thin striped lines on his tendril hair. You leaned on the counter as you ate the sweet crisp and juicy apple. Though you struggled to keep your eyes open, your mind was still trailing off. The feeling of loneliness creeped in which caused you to rub your face and rub under your eyes. Big Papa picked up on you not feeling well. He had a knack for sensing ones emotions.

He ceased his chopping and you looked up at him. His mandibles rubbed together slowly, thinking. "What?" You grumbled. He let out a chuff with a small trill, turning his head to the cutting board and dumping the chopped pieces into a bowl. From what you gathered with the time spent with him, he couldn't speak English, but he understood it well enough to function with this crew. Sometimes he used a translator to speak to you and the others if things were dire or important, but most of the time he would gesture, grunt or mimic speech to communicate.

You finished your apple and he placed a hand on your should. Clicking his tusks together, he gently moved his hand to your back and rubbed it. You felt a wave of calmness hit you as you closed your eyes. You could feel yourself drifting to sleep when he suddenly stopped. A little disappointed, you opened your eyes to see him placing the bowl of chopped vegetables and meat into the cooling storage unit. It wasn't exactly a refrigerator, but you often called it that. The both of you exchanged glances before he left the kitchen. You threw the apple core into the compose bin and drousily walked over to Big Papa to catch up with him, "Wait-"

He stopped and gazed down at you, his eyes filled with such a tenderness to them. "Could we hang out for a while? I'm having a hard time sleeping... and I don't really wanna be alone." He nodded in response. He headed to the recreational room he had made just for the human crew. You followed right behind him. You almost felt like a kid following a parent due to the height difference. Though he was bulky, he tried to make himself as little indimidating as possible. The rec room had a couple of things from Earth like couches, chairs, board games, wooden tables and a TV with many DVD movies to watch. Big Papa grabbed one of the DVDs and was careful to take it out of its case. He had learned the hard way that DVDs were fragile after trying to take one out from iys case the first time around. He places it in the player and turned on the TV. This technology was very primitive to him, but he found it fascinating anyways.

He sat down on the couch opposite of the room from where the TV was mounted to the wall and you sat right next to him, a couple of inches away. The couch dipped down drastically from his weight and it felt like you were going to fall in right next to him. As if you were being sucked into a black hole. He hadn't taken much time, to your knowledge, to watch any of these movies. Seeing an alien like him watch something that was human was amusing to you. It was more of his expressions that you found funny and how he reacted.

You suddenly remembered a question you wanted to ask him from earlier today but didnt have the chance till now, "Hey, do you mind us calling you Big Papa?"

He looked down at you and shook his head no. He clicked his tusks together and turned his attention back to the TV. Halfway into the movie, you began to drift to sleep when you felt a warmth and pressure around you. It felt comforting and safe. Something you haven't felt for a long while now. You felt the need to open your eyes. You saw Big Papa's arm around you and you realized you were leaning against him. You were slightly embarrassed, but you felt too comfortable to move. You closed your heavy eyelids again and everything around you grew silent and distant.

When you woke up, you were smooshed between him and the cushions of the couch. He had his arms around you like a body pillow. His hot breath heaved down on your head but surprisingly it didn't stink like half of the other men's on the crew. You couldn't tell what time it was, but you felt like it was early. You couldn't hear any other movement on the ship from where you were. As you laid there, with his arms around you, you felt as if all of your stresses, all of your negative feelings, you felt that they just didn't exist anymore. It has been so long since you've laid with another being in a platonic way. You didn't want this to end.

You nuzzled your face into his chest, listening to him breath. He took in deep long breaths as he slept and it reminded you of a sleeping dragon. You still felt sleepy but now your mind was active. You realized that you've never cuddled up with this hulking mass of an alien before and you would've never guessed he'd be the type to cuddle. Maybe he was lonely too? Your thoughts were interrupted when he began to shift in his sleep. He placed a leg over yours and the heavy amount of pressure almost felt uncomfortable. Your body sunk into the couch and you shifted to try and feel a little more comfortable with the added weight on you. When you were finally comfortable again, his grip around you slightly tightened and now you felt you were being smothered and constricked.

You gave up on moving and just tried to relax. Closing your eyes, you already thought about the daily chores you'd have to do. Almost every day was the same which started to make you bored. You had all of the chores memorized by heart at this point. Most of your chores involved cleaning. Clean the kitchen, the bathrooms, the halls. Stuff like that. Big Papa would get upset if his ship was even slightly messy. You noticed how he liked things very clean and organized. The organization part you didn't understand though. He organized in a sort of messy way, but it was still organized... to him at least.

You moved an arm to reach over his side, but the air was surprisingly cold, so you moved it back to the warmth that had been accumulated between the both of you. Big Papa was like a heater. You thought it was strange since he was reptilian-like. You would think he was also cold blooded, but apparently not. You suddenly felt someone staring at you, so you opened your eyes just to see one of your co-workers looking at you and Big Papa. This co-worker was an early bird and she usually woke up around 6 am. She held a cup of coffee in her hand and her phone in the other.

"Don't you dare." You whispered. She grinned and took a picture of you being smothered by the alien. You knew this wasn't a devious act since she had a hobby of taking funny or silly pictures amongst the crew. The crew nicknamed her Pinkie because of her upbeat and hyper personality. It was also somewhat of an inside joke.

"This is so going into the scrap book." She whispered back and walked over to one of the tables nearby. Since the rec room was close to the kitchen, everyone ate their meals here. Soon, the other crew members would be waking up and you really didn't want to be teased for cuddling an alien, even if he was a good friend to you. You sighed and decided it would be best if you'd fall back to sleep. At least you wouldn't have to know who saw you like this. This time, it was easy falling asleep unlike the struggle you had last night. You weren't asleep exactly though, somewhere in between awake and asleep. You could hear everything around you, but when you had woken up again, Big Papa was gone and you had a large fur blanket covering you. You felt a little sad but relieved.

You sat up and stretched your body while yawning and rubbing the sleep from your eyes. You folded the blanket and set it on the arm of the couch. You made your way to the kitchen where a couple of your co-workers were making themselves breakfast. Time to get ready for a new day on the ship.

[bendy113]

how tf did i have the balls to make this in less than 4 hours what

i can't even breathe i'm trying to hold my laugh

[stupidneko]

took a bite😋 hope he don't mind :3

[loujestrous325]

i admit it doesn't look that intricate since i genuinely despise backgrounds (sobs.) but hey, i finished it and i'm glad it turned out this way.

they're either watching a movie or simply channel browsing

[skelebellie]

for all that is holy get that emo bobbed hot topic branded fawn away from me he its going to BITE

i think that cecil and alastor would get along eventually, particularly after discovering cecil’s more morbid hobbies. but cecil’s emotionless nature (well, not being able to show emotion very well) has led them into a minnnnnor conflict with the overlord about respecting those in hells politics. (also any alastor x reader tag u see in here is completely platonic/queerplatonic relationship cecil is very aromatic)

but he was gonna hit cecil with that cane for real thank god their afab they’re safe.