Latest Posts by crypt-void - Page 5
I don't think you understand
THIS!? *pointing at my partners beautiful face* This is perfect. THIS is what I think about as I lay down to sleep. This is... A masterpiece. Some may even say the greatest creature ever made. Some is me. I'm saying that.
I love you, and I'm going to explode
I wanna age like an old cowboy. Give me a southern squint with very exaggerated crows feet and a furrowed brow. Make me rough and tumbled. I won't smoke, but give me a scratchy voice. I want my grandkids to look at me and see coyote, wolf, dog, raccoon. I want them to see weathered and wild.
Little oc drawing I did. This art style possesses me sometimes, and I love it so much.
Anyways, this is Drift and Paladin. They're both dumb but Paladin is dumb and angry. Love them.
Hi! I'm Crypt. Idk if you're still looking for more mutuals, but you sound really cool. I also like vulture culture :D
wanna make some friends and be mutuals
reblog if you are: therian alterhuman nonhuman zoanthrope holothere reblog if you also like: art books music video games nature vulture culture hiking & camping travelling hi. I'm Drifa. I like rocks and sticks. wanna be friends?
Love when my friends passively refer to me as a dog but still respect me. Like yeah, this is our friend. They bite and bark n shit. They're cool.
Also, a picture of me, drawn by one of my friends π
Thinking about how I got to meet my internet best friend irl this summer. They came from across the sea and we went to the beach, this stupid restaurant, and I got to show them my childhood bedroom. For four years, we waited to meet eachother. That's a lot of time to think of what it would feel like to say hello for the first time.
I got to watch their eyes get wide and how they shuffle around a room in real time. I got to hug them and laugh at their goofy stance. I tackle hugged them in a grocery store parking lot after almost throwing up the entire ride to pick them up.
For four years, I accumulated little trinkets that I shoved into the corner of my room dedicated to a future care package. I got to hand them my gifts directly out of my own arms. I watched them laugh in shock at the ridiculously long friendship bracelet I made them two years ago, and I got to hold the silly Blues Clues PEZ they got me close to my chest. It's my favorite in my whole collection.
I keep the Polaroid we took on the beach in my phone case, wear my matching bracelet, and I think about the fact that they're real and very, very kind all the time. Sometimes the internet is a good place.
I always found shifting in school to be the worst. I always felt too awkward and wrong and out of place. I couldn't focus on my math when all I wanted to do was run. I couldn't sit through my biology class without practically chewing through my pencil. I was always a nervous kid, and then on top of that I had to walk around and pretend like I couldn't feel my claws and fangs.
It got even worse as it got colder. I felt so vulnerable tucked into a classroom, like I never had enough to shield me away from the world. I'd never go to school without a jacket, and it still only helped so much. Sometimes, I'd wear fingerless gloves or bring little trinkets I could roll around in my hand. They helped.
Being an adult can suck, but I was a teenage werewolf (shapeshifter, but for the sake of the pun), and that shits rough.
Felt very creature this weekend for the first time in a while. Like full-on, I need to roll around in the grass and guard the yard from possible threats. I wore my tail out in public for the first time in a while, too. It was nice :]
You know, if winter grieves me, fall and spring look at me with love and welcoming because they too understand the fact that we all change. No matter how different I am or how conflicted I feel, I'm still me, and that's all that matters.
So I have this bit, right? It's been a while since I've done it, but if I bring it up with my friends, they can still easily understand or remember the joke.
It's called the Dan Rules. It's often comedically egotistical and vain and was made because out of our little group, it was a joke that I am (as an act) an eccetric (maybe enigmatic if I'm feeling fancy) person who does whatever the hell I want.
If people thought to question my behavior, it was often quickly followed with a "that's just Dan" from my friends and easily dismissed. Sure, some of my boldness was probably left over from my middle school years, where I felt I had to lean into my weirdness completely so people would see me more as a joke than a freak.
But then I found myself in a safe, accepting environment, one where the need to bite and snarl and run away never came. I waited a while for it to arrive for me to feel the need to play the part of the fool for my newfound companions entertainment. It shocked me when I was left with genuine love and compassion. I leaned out of self-deprecating humor and completely into the (very obviously joking and fake) role of an egotistical short and angry ruler. For fucks sake we still have the name of the group chat as "Dantopia". I still did the bit to entertain my friends, to keep them laughing at my antics. But this time, it was accompanied by my own laughter. I enjoyed a new sense of freedom it brought.
The Dan Rules came out of when we were messing around, and I'd lean into this foolish king role, and I would proclaim something insane or childish. A popular one was, "Dan is never wrong." Often followed by a warranted scoff.
But the second rule is a good one, I think, one that really shone through as a reminder that I am not now who I was before.
"I do what I want."
I hadn't had much freedom before I met my current group of friends. I was quiet and kept quiet at times. I felt muzzled and chained, and as if I was a dog because someone forced a collar around my throat and pulled me on a leash.
It wasn't only that I didn't have the choice of self-expression, though. I'd also seen what happened to people who gave too much into reckless. I grew up with the weight of their actions carried on my shoulders, and while I have always been bold in my identity and beliefs, I was quiet and still when presented the opportunities to escape from situations where people kicked me down for who I was. I feared what would happen if I left my old group. Ironically, this fear led me to be isolated.
I found myself almost completely alone in the pandemic, and my only saving grace was a new school with new people. New people who didn't tell me to shut up or that I was ugly or that I needed to stop acting like an animal or they'd treat me like one. Instead, I met friends who handled me gently and taught me it was okay to hug just as it's okay to bark, and they welcomed me. I felt at home. I felt as if I knew myself completely.
So, with the second rule, which I still follow to this day, I added a private note.
"I do what I want. Because I can trust myself to."
Know thyself
I can trust myself to bark or scowl or growl just as much as I can to love and kiss and hug. I can stay aware of what is and isn't good and how much or how little I can trust someone. I can be bold and loving all at once and welcome others with open arms and flashing fangs.
I am in complete control over myself, and even when I am doing something so I can see my friends laugh, I am also doing it because I can, and I do what I want.
I get this! I've talked about it a few times before on my blog, but I tend to feel more wolf in the colder months, and more raccoon, and coyote in the warmer ones :]
It's so nice when fall comes, and I can feel myself get lost in its crisp air. It's like my wolf is calling itself back home, crashing into me, and letting me remember my love for winter all over again.
I think that alterhumans/nonhumans don't talk too much about seasonal shifts as someone with many kintypes.
for me, weather or a season really affect my experience.
there are types of shifts/or feelings in general I only experience when it's raining, or the ones that only appear when it's snow outside... for example, it's most likely for me to feel more birdy in colder weather, since wearing baggy chlothes/coats make me feel like they're my feathers, and its more likely for me to feel more dragon-y in warm sunlight, where I can feel my scales while sunbathing
in general, when seasons change, so does my experience with everything... sometimes the weather doesn't make me feel like one of my kintypes at all, and sometimes it's the exact opposite
I noticed it recently, in the last 6 months I couldn't really feel my fox side at all, at the point that made me question my identity, i finally figured out that's cause I mostly experience fox-like shifts in autumn-winter!
let me know your experience with seasons/weather!
~Birdie/Hera
My house. My fucking home GOD
Fallout 4 Scenery | Far Harbor
I'm trying to draw how my dog form looks. The face of the second drawing feels more fitting. I'm not a physical alterhuman, but this is how I can see myself looking, or how I feel like I should look (when I feel more dog at least)
It would be so silly if I made a big lore dump post about Para Sanar (Minecraft hearthome) and all the gods and characters and builds and and and-
I can feel my brain rattling around in my skull, please, for fucks sake
I'm so normal about Chalk Tablet Towers by Gorillaz. I'm so completely normal about how if you switch the perspective, you can turn it into a story about the original narrator's loved one trying to reassure them in rehab to not give in to self destructive tendencies.
Or if you want it to be even more depressing, the loved one reminiscing on what they should have said to prevent the narrator from dying.
I love the original lyrics and how well the isolation of the song is written. At the same time, I think there's something so painfully beautiful about the idea of the narrator feeling shame and like they have to isolate themself for being in rehab. Then, the loved ones' perspective works as a response to this.
No, the narrator doesn't actually want to hurt themself. They want to come home. If they leave, they aren't just hurting themself. No, the narrator does not need to worry about everyone abandoning them. The loved one still cares for them regardless of their mental state, and they say this in a way where the loved one feels it should be obvious how much they care.
So many times in media and writing, characters struggling are often depicted as all alone and only able to help themselves. While it is true that it is ultimately up to the person struggling to make the choice to save themself, I think the reminder that there are still people there to support them is important. It gives some hope.
I love call and response songs (To Binge and Souk Eye or the English and Spanish versions of Latin Simone for example), and I love the idea that even if two characters aren't communicating face to face, they're still trying to speak to one another, which is what I feel when switching the perspective on Chalk Tablet Towers.
I'll attach the og lyrics with my own response lyrics below here. There really isn't much change, but I feel like the differences in how the narrators feel is important.
My own:
Chalk tablet towers like drawing shadows
Chemical distraction, you are not with me
You departed in the spring to a distant star
But you could not get back, you had gone too far (oh-oh-oh-oh)
You wanna get drunk?
You wanna get stoned?
You wanna give up?
You wanna come ho-o-o-ome.
Watching rockets take off
From the parting sea
How will I ever touch you
If you are not with me? (oh-oh-oh-oh, out here)
There's only silence (out there)
No form of contact (out here)
You am dreaming
Looking into the darkness (oh-oh-oh-oh)
Home (Home)
Home (Home)
Home (HomΠ΅)
Home (Home)
Home (HomΠ΅)
Home (Home)
Home (Home)
Home (Home)
You say you won't be back 'til the end of summer
Y'know I'll still be here.
I won't give up on you, darling
You know that I care
I don't need no trophies
No cell with a view
There's nothing I wouldn't give
One minute with you, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
You, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
You, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Original:
Chalk tablet towers like drawing shadows
Chemical distraction, you are not with me
I departed in the spring to a distant star
But I could not get back, I had gone too far (oh-oh-oh-oh)
I wanna get drunk
I wanna get stoned
I wanna give up
I wanna go ho-o-o-ome
Watching rockets take off
From the parting sea
How will I ever touch you
If you are not with me? (oh-oh-oh-oh, out here)
There's only silence (out here)
No form of contact (out here)
I am dreaming
Looking into the darkness (oh-oh-oh-oh)
Home (Home)
Home (Home)
Home (HomΠ΅)
Home (Home)
Home (HomΠ΅)
Home (Home)
Home (Home)
Home (Home)
I won't be back 'til the end of summer
Will you still be there?
I won't give up on you, darling
Just tell me that you care
I don't need no trophies
No cell with a view
There's nothing I wouldn't give
One minute with you, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
You, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
You, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh.
Alright, thanks for coming to my not so eloquently written Ted talk.
Some older art I either never posted anywhere or still think is cool or both.
1 & 2. More detailed background practice. First one is Tom from Eddsworld, the second is my bro sitting in our imaginary apartment.
3. Stupid Eddsworld doodle
4. Another background practice piece but also because I really wanted to draw my baby girl Quinton being silly in a radio room. I love them.
5. Technically concept art? It later inspired a videogame concept called Catastrophe Castle. This is the main antagonist. I use me and my friends as inspiration a LOT.
6 & 7. Pixel art I made for a silly slasher au I made of me and my friends. I randomized all of our roles and made it into a big murder mystery. It never really went anywhere, and I lost access to the account I was using to post art, but I still liked it. It was my first time really trying to do pixel art, and I had a blast.
8 & 9. More videogame concept art. It was a game called Blue Noise. It looks depressing, but it was more of a gloomy slice of life with a happy ending.
10. My design for the communicators I imagine are used in Minecraft. I know nothing about tech. I just like the idea of mashing together a lot of other technology together into one device.
I'm Caroline from Gaza. Am sorry for sending you this request without your permission. My house was destroyed in the war, and my family lost everything. We've been displaced multiple times, but there's no safe place here. I'm battling Type 1 Diabetes and can't afford insulin, and my mother needs treatment for kidney failure outside Gaza. Any donation, no matter how small, can help us survive and get my mother the care she needs. A friend outside Gaza is helping with the donation program. Please reach out if you need more details.
^^^
Looking at Russel Hobbs with the biggest softest eyes. My favorite animated and occasionally possessed drummer. They could never make me hate you.
I get so excited at the idea of what my future readers will find out when they analyze my works to gain a better understanding of my psyche :3
Like damn Crypt. That's a lot of dead or absent sibling motifs mixed with characters going through some kind of identity crisis (often paired with them experiencing a disconnect from reality).
Yeah, reader. It's my brand.
The pipeline of wolves and dogs being my favorite animals as a kid into realizing I actually just am them. I bought this werewolf costume because I think they're cool... No other reason π
My favorite animals are actually stingrays and mantarays :3
I love my job. I work with kids from 6 months old to 13. The vibes are insane.
I love when kids come in and they're just as much of a nerd as I was at their age. Then they mention something like Undertale and freak out when I know what it is.
Kid. Not only did I live in that house, I helped fucking build it.
I put on old Minecraft parodies, and they lose their minds. Introduced a kid to CaptainSparklez a while back, that's special.
I'm out here showing them how to defeat the Ender Dragon and Asgore while also keeping another kid from beating up his friend. Shit is crazy.
Maybe π
I need to be so terror inducing that it's worthy of Wesley level of grotesque description. I also just really like Princess Bride and accidentally quote it :3
I used to use, "I want my _____ back you son of a bitch" a lot too when I was younger lol. Like when someone took a pen or smth.
Born to walk around in the woods, and have someone shriek in horror, exclaiming, "Good GOD, what is that thing!?"
Then, to have a group of kids make up stories about that weird dog thing that stares at you from the edge of the woods.
Forced to just be socially awkward and pay taxes.
Dnd character doodles of my ghost reborn Casper P. Geist. He's a stupid rogue that acts like a bard, and he sounds like a bad impersonation of Mickey Mouse because his vocal chords got stomped. Also has a glowyribcage he writes off as a glow in the dark hoodie. Goober
1. Ref drawing of his outfit for our current arc
2. Running from his past in a bad memory
3 and 4. His Witchlight carnival outfit from a past arc.
5. Stupid little doodle of him and his other party member Louie (hexblood ranger)
Pictures of a recent world my Minecraft group and I have been playing on :3
The main objective is that we want to explore the trial chambers, but as a little underlining story, all three of us are a party of young adventurers who, while searching for the trials, came across a large mysterious tower. It was crumbling in its old age, and we decided it would be the perfect place to set up shop. We each built our own towers branching off of the main one at different levels.
I like to make little side quests for myself, and one I like to regularly do is collect all the discs! So far I have 8. I'm also collecting all of the dog types and different armor trims.
Born to walk around in the woods, and have someone shriek in horror, exclaiming, "Good GOD, what is that thing!?"
Then, to have a group of kids make up stories about that weird dog thing that stares at you from the edge of the woods.
Forced to just be socially awkward and pay taxes.
Since it's national dog day I'll be expecting 5 dollars or a pat on the head from everyone. Only business, I got tuition to pay.
A fellow crowhearted!!!!
I'd love to know about your hearthomes!! :3 /nf
Aaa! Hello!
I'm usually pretty bad about writing about them, but I can try XD
The first one has to do with my dog theriotype. It's very post-apocalyptic. There aren't many humans left. It's lush and green, and most cities are flooded. The water usually isn't safe, though, and generally prompts a feeling of great unease. It's usually very hot and sunny. When it does rain, it's something worth celebrating. The TVs always play static, and strange creatures make their way out of the water regularly. There's something wrong with me here, too. It's where the whole radioactive dog part comes in. I've got this weird green tint, and I'm always parched. I look almost humanoid. Like a dog slowly morphing into a person. Usually, I'm walking through cities, either making dens or searching for something. There's also usually music everywhere, I constantly found different CDs or cassette mixtapes I'd listen to. For all its dangers, this world is also very beautiful. I usually see this world in memories or very familiar feelings
Fallout 4, particularly Far Harbor, is another one! I'm not sure what it is about the stinking island that gets me feeling such a deep longing, but it does. I have personal beef with any beast that makes it's way out of the fog, but still, home is home. It physically pained me to finish the dlc, I miss running around my home :/
Then there's Minecraft!
Specifically, it's the version that I and some friends have created over the span of 4 years now. It's got a really cool God system starting with the Multiverse who made the Goddess of life Melifera, as well as her counterpart, the God of death, Trigona. Then, it trickles down to things like the young Gods (such as Twine, God of architecture, and trade). And then there's even demigods, which are usually just celestial objects (the moon, the sun, a meteorite). There's also the deep history of all the inhabitants that make up the world. The sugargliders slowly dying out, the Nether hierarchy (and how it was destroyed), the skeleton hordes, the sniffers, etc.
While we made the server(s) as a place to just make a story, the entire world is based around a feeling of home and security. The overall realm is called Para Sanar, and there are two separate worlds that tell its history in different parts of time. There's also a bunch of other worlds we've made that also connect to it, though, in their own unique web.
Anyways, it's just become a very big second home to me in how much of a role it's played in my life. Anytime I play a new world, I find myself connecting it to Para Sanar, whether intentionally or not.
Alright, I'm done yapping. Hopefully, any of this made sense π
Would be so silly if I started posting some of my art... Anyways, here's some semi recent stuff.
1. Silly dog character I made while in the trenches with my Gorillaz hyperfixation. His name is DΓΆge. He's got a cat roommate named Aux.
2. Little doodle I did while practicing drawing cluttered backgrounds of me eating noodles.
3. Little minecraft skin character. Me, my brother, and my partner made a world where we're trying to go through the trial chambers so I'm using this skin for it :3