the more you seek out weirdness the more you become the weirdness

Example: last night my dad asked me if I still had the soul I bought off eBay. “Of course!” I said, and added, “Sometimes I take it out and look at it.”

I don’t know when it happened. I don’t know when I crossed the line. I went from “seeks out weirdness our of scientific curiosity and academic interest, participating only so that I can write essays on the commodification of the paranormal” to “buys souls and takes them out to look at”. Like, buying a soul for academic research is one thing. Gloating over it…? Jesus. I’m an active contributor to Net Weirdness rather than a passive observer.

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rainy fall weather with gloomy skies and an overall eerie aesthetic: *happens*

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i dont want to hunt cryptids i just want to find them and have a chat, pursue them. a cryptid pursuer

cryptids | LOCH NESS MONSTER

cryptids | BIGFOOT

Paranormal documentaries and chill?

so i get that unicorns being endangered is a common trope among fantasy bc “being of purity and beauty!! untouchable gentle beings uwu”

but like

you’re telling me that a horse with a pointed bone protruding out of its head is something that’s seen as weak and easily killable

have you met a horse

Date a mass of black wings. Behind those feathers, if they open up to you, are the most dazzling pair of brown eyes you have ever seen.

Hi there please help a brother out

If you’d like podcasts, please keep reading

If there was a brand new podcast, about cryptids, ghosts, demons, and even the deep web, would you listen to it?

I would really appreciate it if you liked/reblogged this if you would! I am a little worried about starting something like this, so all of your support means a lot!!

Edit: this post has over 200 notes in less than 24 hours holy SHIT™

some punk playlists for cryptic occurrences and general weird shit you cannot explain

1.  You wake up in a cabin in the woods and the only other thing in the room with you is a very tired looking werewolf in a UPS uniform. He regards you with disinterest, and keeps drinking his Red Bull. He seems alright. Not great, but okay.

2.  You buy a 2002 Mitsubishi Lancer from a guy in a blank red baseball hat who has a cigarette in his mouth but the smoke he blows out is black and you feel vaguely like you did in third grade when your teacher read the class That Book about the pants that came back to life.

3.  You join a beer league softball team. The pitcher has an eye missing, and it’s always bleeding. He doesn’t care. The left fielder is a lizard man. Nobody notices. He’s pretty good and hits a triple. You give him a high five.

4.  You hail a taxi by accident. You’re in the middle of the desert. You have no idea where it came from. You get in. The driver is a woman with really long fingers. They are wrapped around the steering wheel like snakes. She smiles, and asks you where you’re going. You say San Diego. She takes you to Eureka instead.

Normal people at school: Ugh I hate math!

Me: *Goes on a rant to the teacher about how centaurs don’t have genders*

↖ this user is weak for cryptids and even more weak for LGBT cryptids

Cryptid hunting aesthetic 🌲🌿🌵🌳