#cryptid chest binders

[shapeshiftersvt]

Chaymp.

Listen. Vermont is small. The mountains are stubby, the people are sparsely settled, the state itself can be crossed in an afternoon. Our field of view is short; there's always a mountain or six lifting up out of the horizon to block the way, and though they won't have the height of the Rockies they sure will keep you from seeing the next twenty miles.

Travel and the scenery will change every thirty minutes, a new mountain ridge visible over the next, and the next, and the next. The landscape comes in layers, each a little grey-greener and foggier than the one before. When the clouds gather at the base of the mountains, the dark ridges that emerge look like dragons floating through the mist.

I've lived on flat land. I've lived by the seashore. I've gone out my front door and seen the earth or the ocean stretch forth, seen the sky come down to meet it at an impossibly far-distant line. It's awful. Sorry. I know there's poetry about that, I know it inspires probably more people than it puts off. But I'm cozy up here, with my little gently-rolled Appalachians hemming me in on all sides.

And Lake Champlain is big! It's got that oceanic quality, where you can't always see the other side of it and there are deep currents running beneath. Of course there's a sea serpent in that lake, a monster, a swimming dragon as thick as a barrel and as long as a city bus. Plenty of folks have seen it. It hit me when I got there: we need to see it. We need that dragon's back layer, that extra ridge, that mystery for more mysteries to hide behind. You get used to the mountains up here, the way they halt the eye even when they're shrouded in mist. It feels bad to be able to see all the way clear to New York.

That's not to say Champ isn't actually there. It's just to say that Vermonters as a people are probably predisposed to look for it.

[thedeltarunies]

Introduction of some kind anyways

Alright, uh Imma just start off by linking the OCs n Sona I got for now- their descriptions anyways

https://cryptidofthekeys.tumblr.com/post/696773636116365312/addison-oc

https://cryptidofthekeys.tumblr.com/post/665802588429713408/kokoru-deltarune-oc?is_related_post=1

and finally here’s my sona’s desc he gets a keep reading so uh I’ll say it up here, welcome to this fun lil blog of chaos and shenanigans ft my ocs and sonas ...a-and.. *groan* ...If you REALLY want, I’ll go ahead and add Devi’s description too but he’s such a bastard-

https://cryptidofthekeys.tumblr.com/post/698394214350848000/spamton-ex-aka-devi

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| Name: Chase (scribbled out his last name aka im too lazy to give him a name aside from my own)

| Nickname: Cryptid

| Gender: Trans FTM (He/Him)

| Height: 5’5”

| Species/Race: Human/Lightner

| HP: 69

| Weapon/Defense Items: Scythe (he doesn’t use it unless he ABSOLUTELY has no choice …or ya know if someone hurts people he cares about, etc- lmao) and for Defense he wears a black spiked collar

| Alignment: Chaotic Pacifist by heart but uh, if you hurt the ones he cares about, well so much for being a pacifist lmao- (chaotic in terms he won’t fight or hurt anyone but sometimes he loves spreading some chaos around)

| Soul Color: Very Dark Purple and it seems to be v jittery/shaky and if you look extra close enough you’ll notice tons and tons of little cracks (used to be a light pastel purple, along with the cracks in a few areas you can still see that color shining through) the reason it's jittery n shit? …Anxiety- true and through, why his dumbass gets hit so easily

| Hair Color: Dark Brown (spiky quiff)

| Eye Color: Gunmetal Blue

| Skin Color/Body Type: Extremely pale and chubby

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| Appearance: His main outfit in both the Light AND Dark world is literally a Solid Purple tank top, some black shorts, and then finally some black slip on shoes. Other than that he wears a black binder to keep his chest slimmed down as he hasn’t had top surgery yet or anything like that, he has secretly gotten on testosterone though and for the final bit of detail he’s got a circle beard.

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| Personality: Well he’s just based on me so, he’s got kindness, voice, ambition, cockiness and self confidence but in more of a joking way (like a battle arises? He’s just like lmao I got this don’t worry and then eats shit- just hell he doesn’t even get hit he falls on the ground), is silly and goofy, jokes and is almost never serious but has his moments… Oh and uh

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He knows when to get serious of course, heavy people pleaser, anxiety to the max, gets depressed sometimes, has a lotta issues with his body aka the wonderful world of gender dysphoria (note my sarcasm), dumbass but a sweet dumbass, does and says some dumb shit like it’s seriously a wonder he hasn’t died yet but surprisingly enough he hasn’t, always says ‘oh its coming though, one day I’ll just get fucking destroyed by something, probs somethin stupid too’

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Literally the WORST at decision making, he doesn’t PURPOSEFULLY put himself in trouble! He swears! Hell he’s terrified of being a burden so why would he wanna do that and then someone has to save him? He doesn’t wanna do that, it’s just the chaotic dumbass nature, he can’t help it- Would never wanna hurt anyone either, only time you’ll ever see him ACTUALLY on the offensive is when you hurt someone he cares about, himself? Eh it’s whatever to do shit to him but you mess with the people he cares about? He’ll fuckin w r e c k you.

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Social anxiety to the max, can’t handle social situations to save his life tbh, also a huge nerd.

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Basically just,, he’s me if I was in Deltarune, he’s just got my personality n shit- that’s the basics- I’m getting lazy sorry lmao

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| Side Facts: How he got into the Dark World? …Literally, he was sleeping so peacefully in his bed and then he rolled off the bed and started falling, he thought it was just him being in a dream state at first but then it was like …Wait,, falling doesn’t usually last this long- His eyes snapped open and voila he was actually falling, just fuckin SCREAM!!! Those poor vocal chords… Eventually he fell into this new world, his shoes falling and bonking him on the head.

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I’m not gonna go fully into it but he was so fucking confused, he was just looking around at this weird ass area, eventually he put his shoes on and then began exploring the Dark World, not that he knew it was called that- He had no fucking clue what was happening, he legit just woke up after rolling off his bed and presto- here he is, he has met Ralsei who came over, confused bc he uh apparently who the other was expecting.

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…Also he’s very apologetic like me so apologizing to Ralsei for that or whatever, and then blah blah- he asks Ralsei bout where the fuck he is, he gets it explained to him …Processes literally fucking none of it and just goes on his way, Ralsei offered to join him and give him a tour but uh Cryptid just declined like ‘uh no thanks man I’m good, I’ll find my way around’ …it seemed Ralsei was a bit disappointed but he let the other go.

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So now this dumbass is exploring this whole ass new world, to clarify for some future stuff- yes,, he has met the Spam man, he has gone into the Cyber World, n-not just like,, Castle Town- but anyways he likes your funny words puppet man- he’s also hella gay for yo- …AHEM- anyways ev ya know me well enough to know my sona’s ofc gay for him. The first meeting he was just like …wow,, this lil freak is fucked up …Im gonna marry his ass one day

. . .

It’s why- okay one of the main reasons he literally just ditches the Light World entirely, he has no shitty parents to hold him down, problems? Sure he still has plenty of those, the Dark World isn’t entirely forgiving but hey at least he finally got away from those fuckers amirite? Some things to note though here, anytime that gets brought up why he’s in the Dark World and seems to be sticking around he literally changes the subject and dodges that question every time, he doesn’t seem to wanna talk about it. Oh not only that but he literally lies too, if it gets to a point where someone persists, he lies about why he’s staying in the Dark World. Also notably,

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His soul seems to shake and move frantically around more the more he’s asked (also a side note I haven’t thought of what his attack would ever be named, and some of his ACTions are just talking and or giving gifts)

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Not even with Spamton, he won’t even answer that question if he asks, not that he has yet of course, has my sona confessed yet? Nope,, I’m also saving that for self shipping stories- He’s also terrified of rejection and or being laughed at or some shit, but we’ll get into that at a later date- …Back in the Light World- There’s been missing posters of Cryptid placed all over the town, he went back there once- to grab some of his things- he saw those posters- it was his parents that placed them but he only scoffed ‘yeah right, like they really miss me after all the shit they did…’ he grabbed one and crumpled it up, he meant to throw it away but he accidentally threw it into the bag he took with him back to the Dark World :)) (totally not going to come up later)

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And since then he hasn’t been back to the Light World, he’s been chilling out in the Dark World. Just having fun and goofing off, sure there’s been some ups and downs and man has he been attacked a lot and gone through a ton of shit when he first arrived but oh well! That doesn’t matter …Don’t worry about it, he surely won’t ever go through more problems and bad times :)

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Also Imma say right now bc I’m really tired,, if and whenever I write for him, things are always subject to change bc I either get better ideas later or I just wanna redo shit, that’s just how I roll tbh- All my OCs and Sonas come with that in their fine print LMAO- they are all subject to change depending on how I feel, if I get better ideas later on, OR if I just wanna redo something.

[my-gender-is-void]

I've got a binder now, the gender euphoria I just felt when wearing it outside is a wonderful feeling.

I just have to keep hiding it from my parents.

[alienpupy]

made myself a pirate vest thingie!! (waistcoat?? its based on a waistcoat but its got lapels and doesn’t close does that still cound i have no idea) first time making myself clothes proper, very happy with how it turned out :3

[betwecouldmakesome]

car full of moments untold

fandom: julie and the phantoms

pairing: luke/reggie/alex and julie/flynn

word count: 3,656

read here on ao3:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/27090439                         

Julie watches critically as Luke and Reggie seemingly play Tetris with everyone’s bags to get them to fit into the trunk of Alex’s Subaru outback. She isn’t sure why they have so much packed, they only plan on being gone 3 weeks. Flynn made sure to mark where their route and local laundry mats overlap so lack of clean clothes shouldn’t be an issue.

She also has a sneaking suspicion that one of Luke’s duffle bags is entirely beanies. She’s going to let it slide, knowing she’ll end up borrowing them.

She, however, won’t let whatever Reggie is trying and failing to smuggle into the car by hiding it behind his leather jacket, slide.

“Reginald!” Julie calls as she pushes off from the garage she was leaning against, hiding her smile when he jumps and flails. He looks to Luke for help, who shrugs and gives him a look, one she knows means “you’re on your own dude” before he heads back inside.

Reggie leans against the car and brings his hand up to hold his leather jacket closer to him, “Hey! Julie, fancy seeing you here, how’s it going? I’m doing fantastic, totally not doing anything."

“Whatcha got there?” she asks, purposefully ignoring his question and pointedly looks at his hand. Now that she’s closer, she can make out that the something he is holding is moving.

“What? this?” He lifts his hand and chuckles nervously before rubbing at the back of his neck, “it’s just uh, my binder? Yeah! my binder! I wanted to make sure I have a few extras on the trip just in case?” It sounded more like a question then anything.

Julie hums, knowing the boys made sure their binders were the first bags packed. They even checked to make sure they were in the car three times.

It only takes 13 seconds of making direct eye contact with him before he cracks, which to be fair, is a new record for him.

“Okay! Stop giving me the disappointed mom face.” Reggie sighs. He pulls his hand out from underneath his jacket, revealing Miss Petunia, his pet corn snake.

Julie continues to stare at him, slowly raising her eyebrows higher.

“Okay! Okay I’m going” He turns around heading back inside, presumably to give Petunia to Carlos who agreed to take care of her while they were away.

Julie sighs, this is going to be a long trip.

                                     «»

They haven’t even made it out of Los Angeles before it starts.

“Why does Luke get shotgun?” Reggie complains, shoving his upper body between the two front seats.

“Because I won rock-paper-scissors.” Luke says, shoving Reggie back by his forehead. He sounded way too proud for someone who won a child’s game that involves no skill.

“Why is that how we always decide things? I always lose” Reggie pouts, crossing his arms across his chest. 

“That’s why we do.” Luke laughs, quickly flattening himself against the door when Reggie lurches forward again.

“Hey! Cut it out. Reggie put your seatbelt on, you can switch with him when we stop.” Alex interjects, his gaze flickering between the road and Reggie.  

                                   «»

They’ve only been back on the highway ten minutes when Julie slurps down the rest of her slushie, noisily sucking on air at the end. It only takes a few seconds of her shifting around before she leans forward and announces her need to pee. Reggie and Luke quickly agree with her, although Luke looks sheepish about it.

“Seriously?” Flynn asks, raising a less than impressed eyebrow.

“Why didn’t you go at the gas station?” Alex also is not impressed but his eyebrows are less expressive then Flynn’s.

“I didn’t have to go then” Julie defends, Luke and Reggie nod in agreement.

“This is why Flynn is my favorite.” Alex complains. Although he changes lanes to get off at the next exit, so it doesn’t hold much weight

                                  «»

It is pushing half past nine before Alex decides they’re done for the day. They planned on driving until eleven but there are only so many road games that he can take. If he had to listen to one more game of eye spy, he was going to drive them straight off a bridge. Flynn, the goddess she is, finds them a motel to stay in with two available rooms and reads off the directions to him.

For the first time since they left, silence takes over the car when they pull up to the motel. The place is creepy looking, like straight out of a horror movie.

After spending about a good twenty minutes trying to convince Reggie the motel is not haunted and that they won’t die, they cautiously make their way up the old rickety stairs leading to the second floor. They all jump when a loud clang echoes out from the alleyway and quickly scuffle up the rest of the stairs and into their respective rooms.

Alex lets out a relieved sigh, locking the door behind them and looks around the room. It’s not as bad as he was expecting. There is a weird smell he can’t, and doesn’t, want to identify, but it looks relatively clean.

Reggie comes out of the bathroom with Luke right behind him, both now having taken off their binders, changed into pajamas, and brushed their teeth. Reggie drops his backpack at the end of the bed and flops next to it, immediately grabbing the tv remote, “I’m so tired, driving is exhausting.”

Luke shoves at Reggie till he groans and moves to the top of the bed. Reggie takes the side farthest from the door and Luke lays beside him, taking the middle as he called dibs on it, “You didn’t even drive, Alex did all the work.”

Alex listens to them bicker while he brushes his teeth, dreading going back out there. He might have been the one to convince Reggie the motel wasn’t haunted but that does not mean he wants to sleep closest to the door. He spits out the mouthwash and heads back into their room, not at all surprised to see Reggie already asleep cuddled into Luke who looks seconds away from passing out himself. Alex smiles softly and shuts off the lights, he leaves the tv on but turns the volume down. He slides in next to Luke, who immediately, even in his half-asleep state wraps his arm around him and pulls Alex closer to him, burying his face into Alex’s neck. It doesn’t take Alex long to fall asleep, the comfort of laying with his boyfriends outweighing the worry of being haunted.                           

                                  «»

Julie and Flynn wait till ten am for the boys to wake up before giving up and going to explore the town on their own. They walk down main street, hands intertwined, weaving their way through the crowds of people, stopping at any store that catches their eye.

So far, they had stopped at a local café for coffee, a bookstore where they got books for themselves and for each of the boys. Their favorite spot so far was a thrift store that they spent most of their morning trying on the most ridiculous clothing items they could find. and were now googling places they could go next.

Flynn keeps her attention on her phone as she walks, googling places they could go next. She glances up once and awhile but mostly relying on Julie to make sure she doesn’t run face first into a pole. She hums in question when Julie tugs at her arm, only to get her arm tugged on harder in response.

“Look!”

“What? Is there another dog in a stroller?” she asks, locking her phone and sliding it into her back pocket.

Julie grins and points across the street, “We have to go there.”

Flynn eyes where Julie is pointing and grins back at her, letting Julie pull her across the street to where a tiny tourist trap store is.

The bell rings when they push open the door. The person behind the counter jumps at their arrival, startled by the bell, and plasters a smile on their face before just nodding at them in greeting and goes back to flipping through their magazine.

They decide to split up and peruse the shelves for Knick Knacks. Looking for gifts for their families and funny things for the boys.

Julie ends up getting Carlos a snow globe with a ghost inside, her dad a joke book, a pair of earrings for her tía, some shoelaces with rainbows on them for Alex, and two cowboy hats for Luke and Reggie. 

Flynn gets her mom a scented candle gift set, her dad a 1,000-piece puzzle of the town, her older brothers each a screaming goat figurine and a world’s okayest brother coffee mug, an assorted pack of stickers for cryptids for Alex, a pair of socks with ostriches on them for Luke, and a kid leash for Reggie.

 (She got him a stuffed horse as a real gift but the look on his face, and the laughter from everyone else, when she hands him the leash is worth spending the extra money.)                                                                                                  

                                  «»

It takes 3 days and too many coffees and red bulls for them to get Alex to let Julie drive. 

It takes an additional 15 minutes for them to convince him that they will not, under any circumstances, let Luke drive, before he hands over the keys and climbs into the back with Luke and Reggie, falling asleep in seconds.                                                                                                                                     

                                   «»

They are somewhere in Arizona when it becomes evident that it is too hot to keep driving. The temperature pushing 106° Fahrenheit and they are sweating through their t-shirts, hair sticking to the nape of their necks. They are practically all climbing over each other to get out of the car when Alex slows to a stop, having found a river nearby to stop at. Reggie and Luke collapse on the grass under the shade of a tree, leaving Alex, Flynn, and Julie to rummage through the bags for their bathing suits. They jerk upwards with a yelp when Julie throughs their swim trunks and tank tops at them, managing to hit them right in the face.

Luke is the first one changed and immediately runs towards the water. He dives under as soon as it’s deep enough before coming up again just as quick, a wide grin on his face as he shakes out his hair.

“Last one in has to pay for dinner!” He yells out.

The rest of them all share a look before sprinting towards him, letting out battle cry’s as they hit the water                                                                                                                                    

                                    «»

After spending a few hours having chicken fights and wading through the water they decide to camp out beside the river for the night. Alex makes a quick trip to the nearest store to get the supplies to make sandwiches and s’mores, Reggie and Flynn oversee the fire while Luke and Julie set up their sleeping bags.

They settle into their sleeping bags, the sound of crickets chirping, the river flowing, and the crackling of dying embers from fire the only noise, everyone silent as they look up at the stars. It’s dark, the fire barely going anymore, the moon and bright stars now their only light source. It’s peaceful and reassuring in a way the city could never be.

“What if we didn’t go back?” It’s Luke who whispers it, but it doesn’t matter, they were all thinking it, this is the most relaxed they’ve felt in forever.                                                                                                                           

                                     «»

They take lots of pictures during their trip, snapping them whenever they get a chance. Photos of Luke, Flynn, and Julie passed out in the back seat, cuddled up and drooling on each other. Videos of Reggie yelling “Horses!” and pressing his face against the window every time they drive by any and Alex saying “if you do that one more time, I swear I’m going to crash the car” every time. They take pictures of themselves at every state sign they pass, and every landmark they visit. They take pictures of the scenery, the sun rising and setting. There are videos of them singing along to the radio at the top of their lungs. They have videos of every dumb stunt the others try, videos of them joking and laughing. They take as many as they can, trying to capture every moment, hoping to savor as much as they can.                                                                                                                                       

                                    «»

It takes Julie and Flynn 5 days to realize Reggie and Alex never call their parents.

It takes a few more for them to realize Luke doesn’t answer when his do.                                                                                                                                      

                                    «»

Julie and Flynn are leaning against each other drifting in and out of sleep, Luke already snoring in the passenger seat when they get startled awake by Alex swearing loudly and slamming on his breaks before making a U-turn.

“Alex! What the hell?” Julie yells, smacking the back of his headrest repeatedly.

He swats at her hand halfheartedly, “We forgot Reggie at the last stop!” 

They all exchange a look, knowing they will never hear the end of this.                                                                                                                                      

                                  «»

Alex knows, rationally that it’s dumb to worry. Reggie can take care of himself, but there’s still a hollow feeling in his stomach as he pulls back into the run-down gas-station. He sure they’ll laugh about it later, just another funny story to tell, but the silence that hangs in the air as they pull in to see Reggie nowhere in sight is chilling.

As soon as the car is in park, they all spill out, running across the parking lot and into the building.

Reggie is fine, of course. They find him sitting on the checkout counter, kicking his legs back and forth as he chats with the cashier who’s working. He beams when he notices them, waving at them with the hand he is holding a hotdog in.

“Hey guys!” 

Alex is the first one to react. He rushes forward and pulls Reggie into a tight hug, lifting him right off the counter, “Oh my god, I’m so sorry.”

Reggie hugs him back at laughs against his neck. “Took you long enough.”                                                                                                                                     

                                   «»

They get ten miles down the road before Reggie clutches his stomach and groans, “I’m gonna hurl.”

They pull over three more times for him to throw up before deciding to stop for the night.

Reggie swears that he is never eating another hotdog again.                                                                                                                                     

                                  «»

It’s six am, raining and gloomy out as they leave the motel. It is entirely too early after checking in after midnight. Alex wordlessly hands the keys to Julie and climbs into the back, Reggie and Luke both still half asleep following him.

They don’t wake up for another few hours and even then, it’s not by choice, it’s by the girls shaking them awake. Flynn hands the cardboard tray with 3 coffees back to them and goes back to quietly talking to Julie.

Reggie yawns and takes a sip of theirs, leaning forward after to kiss the girls on the cheek in thanks.

“It’s a Them day.” They say, slouching back against Luke. They only stay awake long enough to hear the groups hums or mumbled “okay’s” in acknowledgment.                                                                                                                               

                                   «»

They get a flat tire in the middle of nowhere. A straight stretch of road going for miles and big open fields going as far as they can see.

“Shit,” Alex swears under his breath and looks to Reggie hopefully, who shakes his head and looks to Luke, only to get a sheepish shrug in response.

“Shit.” Alex repeats, louder this time.

Julie and Flynn exchange a glance before rolling up their sleeves, “We’ve got this, boys.”

“How did you know how to do that?” Reggie asks in awe, as the girls stand back up while wiping the dirt of their hands. The flat tire now replaced by the spare.

“My mom taught us.”

“We’d be lost without you.” Luke grins.

Flynn pulls him into a side hug and ruffles his hair, “Damn right you would.”                                                                                                                                    

                                    «»

Alex pokes at the paint on his cheeks, checking to see if it was dry. He had rainbow stripes on one side, and purple, white, and green on the other. He had been the one put in charge of doing everyone’s face paint and he had waited to do his own last. Luke had the demiboy flag painted on one cheek and the ace flag on the other. His nails painted pink, yellow, and blue, and is wearing a crop top with a trans flag wrapped around him like a cape. Reggie had Alex paint the genderfluid flag and trans flag onto his face, and his nails painted with the bi flag colors. Julie has the demigirl colors on one cheek and the bi colors on the other, with an ace flag wrapped around her. Flynn has dark orange, light orange, white, pink, and dark pink, representing the lesbian flag painted onto both cheeks.

Alex reaches around Reggie to grab his trans flag, the last part of his outfit, and wraps it around his shoulders. 

Julie claps her hands together, getting everybody’s attention, “Everyone ready?”

Reggie lets out a shout of excitement, grabbing Alex and Luke’s hands, lacing his fingers with their own and tugging them out the door. Julie and Flynn follow them, shaking their heads and laughing as they watch all three of them try and walk down the narrow staircase side by side.                                                                                                                                      

                                   «»

“I’m dying.” Reggie gasps out, dramatically flinging themself over a rock.

“We’re almost there, it’s just a few more minutes.” Julie reassures them, the rest of the group taking the opportunity to stop and rest. All of them had woken up at five am to hike a mountain and watch the sun rise. The trail was about two miles, and this was the third time Reggie had announced that they were dying, although this one was more dramatic than the others.

“You’ve been saying that for the last 20 minutes!”

“Well this time I mean it.”

“Luke.” Reggie whines, drawing out the name as they shift their gaze to Luke, who is pouring some of his water over his head.

“No.” 

“Babe! Please, I’m dying here.”

Luke sighs and rolls his eyes before crouching down, not being able to resist Reggie’s puppy dog eyes, “Hop on.”

Reggie cheers, jumping up onto his back, “Have I told you how much I love you?”

“I think you should remind me.” Luke grins, tilting his head back towards Reggie.

“Maybe I will.” They laugh, leaning forward and press their lips against Luke’s, smiling into the kiss.

“Hey!” Alex calls after them, “I’d like to be reminded too.”

“You were going to let me die, you don’t get any kisses.” Reggie looks back over their shoulder, sticking their tongue out at him.

“Well I’m the one carrying the food so maybe you should reconsider.”

“Are you bribing me?”

“I don’t know, is it working?” Alex asks.

“Yes. Yes, it is.” Reggie slaps at Luke’s shoulder, telling him to let them down.

Julie and Flynn make their way around them, wanting to make it to the top of the mountain in time.

Reggie skips down to Alex and wraps their arms around Alex’s neck, pulling him down to kiss them.

“So, can I have a snack now?”

                                   «»

“Guys,” Flynn looks at the scene before her in exasperation, “I was gone for literally five minutes.”

“We know, help now scold later.” Reggie shifts, trying to yank his foot out for underneath Julie

“How did you even manage this?”

“We couldn’t decide which one of us got to sit in the cart and we thought we could all fit.” Julie peaks her head out from behind Luke. She blows a piece of hair out of her face so she can see, only for it to fall right back.

“You too, Alex?” Flynn asks.

Alex shrugs, looking guilty, “It seemed like a good idea at the time.”

“You’re apart of a human pretzel!”

“We won’t do it again, just get us out. I have to pee, and Luke is crushing my bladder.”

“Hey! at least you don’t have Reggie’s knees in your back,” Luke argues, “and I’m not even that- wait, Flynn are you taking pictures?”

“Oh yeah, definitely” She nods.                                                                                                                                       

                                   «» 

“That’s the fourth store we’ve gotten kicked out of this week.” Flynn complains, glaring at the grocery store.

“That’s not too bad.”

“Luke, It’s Wednesday.”

                                     «»

They sit on a pier in silence, feet dangling off the edge as they lean with their upper bodies over the bottom railing. The sun is setting, gradually receding into the waters below. The sky is more purple than red now, further indicating that their night is coming to an end. 

It had been a few hours since they made their way away from the carnival that was bustling with activity to somewhere quieter. Further away from the bright lights and loud music, the yells excitement and overwhelming noise of big crowds of people all talking and closer to the sounds of waves crashing against shore and seagulls squawking.

Julie picks at her cotton candy, ripping a piece off and hands it to Alex, who accidently dropped his into the ocean below them.

“Maybe we don’t go back.” Again, It’s Luke who says it. He sounds more confident this time.

“Are parents would kill us,” Alex says. He looks down awkwardly when Luke looks at him pointedly. 

“Okay, Ray would kill us.”

“Hey! Ray’s cool, he would never.” Reggie objects.

“We can’t just not go back, right?” Alex looks around at each of them, “Could we?”

Flynn shrugs, “I hear Maine is really pretty in the Fall.”

                                    «»

Ray is cool and he does not kill them. His exact response is “I get it, I’ll miss you! Stay safe and be careful. Send post cards. And because I’m being so cool about it, you get to be the one to tell your tía.”                                                                                                            

[teeny-tiny-mousey]

Lorcan facts part 2 ^-^

When he died, the Grim Reaper came to take him to paradise, but Lorcan fought him because he wanted to see his brother!

Lorcan love to collect different things. He has about for binders of pokemon cards, a hoard of plushies, a small chest filled with gold coins and other jewelry, and about 30 sketchbooks.

Loves to talk about games, books, and movies! You can get him to talk for hours on any kind of game or movie!

Will hide out on his room for days/a few weeks on end and kinda became a cryptid because some ghosts don't think he's real since they hardly ever see him.

Lorcan, when he does come out of his room, like to just walk around the hotel and explore. He's meet a few ghosts while exploring, but still has his cryptic title!

Lorcan can and will try to fight ghosts over doritos, energy drinks, soda, cookies, and apple juice if he finds any. He mostly tried to do this when he's very sleep deprived.

When he does get some sleep, he will fall asleep almost anywhere. The kitchen, the boiler room, in the pool(Scared the ghosts so bad), or in Wolfgeist's piano.

When he gets angry, he will create a dust cloud to try and escape, and the only thing you could see from the top are his tails wagging rapidly.

Likes to sneak into the kitchen at early hours(2-6 am) to munch on and drink whatever he finds. No one has caught him yet.

The hotel isn't the only place where he's considered a cryptid. When he died, he roamed the forests of different places and you'd only catch glimpses of him. He sneaks onto boats to travel from country to country till he found Banana and now stays at the hotel. His cryptid name that people called him was Crackle, cause you could hear a crackling noise whenever he was close. That noise was caused by stress.

Another name he was called was Lighting Wisp. Cause when you did catch a glimpse of him, he would spark up a bit before disappearing.

[queertazsecretsanta]

[ID: 8 digitally drawn trading cards. all 8 are brown with gold corners. in the bottom right corner of each is “the adventure zone” logo from the graphic novel with “TCG” written in black next to it. each card has an image, a title, and a description. card 1: an image of magnus, a brown-skinned man with curly brown hair, a beard, mustache, and sideburns. he’s wearing a black bear mask that covers the top half of his head. the title is “bear mask” and the description is “No one will recognize you, a big beefy man-beef”. card 2: an image of a blue chest binder on a gray background, with yellow lines shining out from it. the title is “binder” and the description is “excited for a new day at school! got a new JanSport! got a new binder and it’s… blue!”. card 3: on the left is a black circle with orange outline, with the pointy end of the chance lance sticking out of it. on the right is a black circle with a blue outline, with the handle of the chance lance sticking out of it. the title is “chance lance” and the description is “the ultimate game of fetch, brought to you by Istus”. card 4: an image of two yellow arms, holding a carved wooden duck. in the bottom right corner is a staticky yellow green light. the title is “carved wooden duck” and the description is “it’s not perfect, but it’s the best I can do”. card 5: an image of a pocketknife on a wooden table, with a handwritten note next to it that reads “love, grandpa” in black cursive. the title is “grandfather’s pocketknife” and the description is “good for protecting little angus mcdonald”. card 6: an image of magnus, wearing a cream colored shirt, purple vest, and red scarf, holding an axe over his head in a woodsy background. the title is “railsplitter” and the description is “absolutely iconic”. card 7: an image of a goldfish on a light blue background, with a couple bubbles above it and a pink heart over its head. the title is “steven” and the description is “he lives self-sufficiently inside a ball of water. for your safety”. card 8: an image of a gold wedding band on a chain, over a light blue background. faintly in the background is lineart of a smiling couple- magnus, a taller man, and julia, a shorter woman with curly hair. the title is “wedding ring” and the description is “hangs on a chain now, as a reminder”. END ID]

A gift for @encrypted-cryptid, created by @fujitsubos!

some fake trading cards with some items of importance to magnus burnsides’s character!

[vulturevomittm]

20 questions tag!

hey!! i just got tagged by @palraiyuk for this thing! i’m too anxious to tag ppl but if you are a friend/mutual/follower reading this and want to do it then you can just pretend like i tagged you asdjkgbaskljgbakjsnf

1.) nickname: god i love nicknames literally call me anything

main- Vulture-Vomit, VV, Sticky

additional- V, V-Vivvle, Venedict Viesel, Adhesive, Pancake/Pancakes, Glutecrepes, Stick, Sticktail, Stickers, Kiwi, Nutty, Nuttycake, Cryptid, Mimmikyu

2.) height: 5′2″, my little brother recently grew an inch taller than me and its a thing

3.) favorite school subject: besides my major (Visual Art), I would say i’m also fond of English! love to WRITE!!

4.) something i want to learn: MORE LANGUAGES fuck man im so seriously impressed by ppl who know 2 or more languages ive tried but im just not the best at budgeting the time for it (ive been stuck trying to learn spanish for a while, but i think i would also like to learn ASL and maybe japanese? idk if i ever get good at it maybe ill end up learning a whole bunch)

5.) favorite quote: do no harm, take no shit

also like anything from snapcube or snubdub bc theyre funny and cute and make me smile!!

6.) favorite food: yeah

im kind of a garbage disposal when it comes to good food like im not picky theres not a lot of stuff i DONT like- but im very partial to sweet or satly things like favorites are probably noodly stuff like beef lo mein and ramen, fruit like kiwi, watermelon, peaches, pineapple...... yes

7.) favorite place: idk anymore tbh a lot of the places i liked have been destroyed or altered in ways i cant rly enjoy... still love the old mulberry tree in my backyard i guess! and i’d love to go back to king’s island or holiday world some day: alternative answer- around ppl i love, doesn’t matter where!!

8.) what cant i leave the house without?: phone, glasses

in ideal situations i will also have: a hat, my wallet/ID, a water bottle, a phone charger (my portable charger if im REALLY on top of things), menstruation necessities, pens/pencils, a sketchbook and/or notebook, a flash drive, chest binder (and backup sports bra for binder breaks), i would say charms/accessories friends have given me but i usually overwear them and end up losing them fadskjlgbasdkjgb

also a boxcutter but i lost my boxcutter and probably should at least get some scissors or something

im kind of a mess sometimes so doesn’t always end up happening

9.) last song i listened to: denial and greed from cat’s cradle (the whole album really)

10.) identity: agender polyamorous bisexual im the them

11.) eye color: blue

12.) hair color: naturally? brown; right now it either needs to get bleached or shaved or both bc its been growing back to how i looked in high school faksdhgksajgn 

13.) something i collect: pokemon plush and cards, literally any non-food a friend gives me

14.) favorite movie: god there’s just so many movies i love uhhhhh anything with rly good animation like pom poko, the last unicorn, coraline are definitely up there ALSO POKEMON MOVIES THE ENTEI MOVIE IS SO HJECKInG GOOD

15.) favorite song: don’t really have one but i rly love 4lung’s stuff; alternative answer: any song that’s ever been made into a warrior cats AMV BONES SHATTER FALL APART AND HIT THE FLOOR-

16.) favorite book: stupid fcukngi warrior cats 

if we’re counting webcomics/visual novels then also put ShootAround by suspu and Butterfly Soup by Brianna Lei out there!

17.) zodiac: birthday is September 29th, 1997 so im a Libra! my chinese zodiac is the ox

i mean i read homestuck but i dont know the differences of like rising sun/moon or whatever else fdsahglaskj

18.) languages i know: fluent english, fragments of spanish and asl but not enough to be confident to speak it

19.) full name: i dont fuckin know man

rn i guess its Vulture Vomit Oakley but ive been toying around with something  like Voltaire like idk i like Voltaire but im not sure if im doing that bc i want it or bc i feel like i need to be professional or what i wish i could just like not have a name sometimes aksgdskgj

20.) tattoos/piercings?: someday maybe...... i have my ears pierced but it would be cool to have a tattoo and maybe some more ear stud things!

[gigabats]

Kaksksns apparently my mom knows that "i dont want to be a women" and i asked her about getting a chest binder from gc2b and gave her a few reasons why she should just get me that for christmas, and she said she'd think about it!!!!

@galactic-cryptid

[shapeshiftersvt]

10 Years of Shapeshifting

On Trans Day of Visibility in 2014, an announcement on Tumblr launched a new chest binder company focused on full customizability, fitting all bodies, and introducing bright color and joyous print to a bland market. Ten years later, Shapeshifters has grown into a true small business with five employees, a professional sewing studio, its own website, and an undeniable influence on the chest binder market as a whole. With over 8,000 customers in over forty countries all over the world, co-owners and founders Eli and Krista Coughlin-Galbraith are grateful to share this huge milestone with the people who’ve made it possible for a small, queer-owned, community-driven business to make it this far.

To mark the occasion, we’re excited to announce the very first exclusive Shapeshifters fashion line: The Cryptid Collection!

Taking inspiration from the weird, the mysterious, and the uncategorizable, The Cryptid Collection is a collaborative design project from Eli and Krista that will feature six of the internet’s favorite cryptids in a variety of new products and projects.

The full announcement, details, and the first round of cryptids will drop on our official 10th anniversary, Trans Day of Visibility, Sunday, March 31, 2024. And keep your eyes peeled for new products and announcements throughout the rest of the year, including opportunities to spy some of these cryptids in person.

[disparx]

i can’t even imagine what a flat chest would look like on me. like i try and picture it and it just does not compute with my brain.

i know i’ll look even skinnier, because right now my chest kinda defines how bulky my torso looks, even in a binder, and especially under a vest.

i know i will love it. however it looks under a t shirt, i’m sure it’ll be great.

i’m getting anxious now. the thoughts of “oh no what if i get disfigured, what if i die” have arrived. cuz my surgeon is so fucking obscure?? i’ve heard of TWO people on the internet who’ve had surgery by him. one quebecois dude who made a youtube video immediately post op and never did a follow up so who knows how his results turned out, and one dude on reddit who seemed really happy but he never posted pictures and now he’s inactive. so yeah i have NOTHING to go off of. no results, no testimonies. 

AND i don’t even know what type of surgery i’m getting!!! what the shit!! i want double incision, not keyhole. is that weird? i want the scars. i want something i can point to and say “look at that. i went through that. i am trans enough.” i don’t know if i’m small enough for keyhole, but i know they’re getting better at doing it for large chests. i just think that unless my surgeon is really against it i should get double incision. i think it’s supposed to be harder to fuck up too, cuz it’s an older procedure and you have more room to work with when things are cut right open.

I DUNNO MAN. I DUNNO.

in summary, kinda scared i’m gonna die, kinda scared my surgeon is gonna fuck shit up cuz he’s a goddamn cryptid, very confused about what fucking surgery i’m getting.

[untruthsteller]

Oh Shit it's P5 headcanon time

[hanilecter]

doing some soul searching and the part of my body that makes me most insecure these days is having boobs. why are they there

[alienpupy]

Ah yes, the eternal loseted Trans Mood ™ : I want to transition but I don’t want to come out to my familly or anyone oh gaud no are you fucking kidding me