#cryptids wip

[quazies]

Thank you to everyone who's taken interested in my cryptid project!! Here's some more sketches!

I've been animating awhile and it feels right to start making my own lil' series..I've loved North American cryptids since I was a wee baby! I actually wanted to be a Cryptozoologist when I was a kid.. (I guess this is as close as I'm gonna get!)

Our MC's are Bigs (BigFoot) and Tad (LoveLand Frog)

The two of them have lived in isolation their whole life, and the series follows them as humans slowly take over more of their neck of the woods, as well as meeting other cryptids over the series! (They also take care of the Moth-Baby I've shown in previous post!)

While the tone will be slice of life, that doesn't mean there wont be some drama/horror elements!

#all designs are wips and could change in the future.. #cryptid #cryptids #mothman #jersey devil #oc

[themeeplord]

The first real meeting.

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The whole reveal scene is still fresh in my mind and it’s stuck playing on repeat in my head! @naffeclipse you, you aaAAAA!!! I LOVE YOU AND YOUR WRITING!!!!!

Some thoughts I wanna include:

The moment when Eclipse turns to face their little hunter after defeating Shoh. Their body calms down from the fight only to immediately have their mind and emotions start racing as they see their dear friend’s petrified state.

The boys’ perspective in this scene wasn’t explored very much, but I can imagine they’re going through it just as much as Y/N is. The relief of having Shoh dead, their heart is safe.. but will they be able to convince their terrified and confused heart that they’re not a threat?

The battle might be over, but now starts the part that could hurt the most and leave a scar so deep that nothing could ever truly heal it.

#This is very messy and I don’t think I’ll ever clean it up.. #But instead of letting it die as a wip I’ll share it instead and let it live as it is #Hope you enjoy it! #fnaf sb au #cryptid au #cryptid sightings #cryptid!eclipse #art #my art #animation #2d animation #cryptid sightings spoilers

[suzukiblu]

WIP excerpt for Derpsheep; a fake cryptid and a real romantic.

There's a new Robin flitting around Gotham. The Batman is a little puzzled about it, because this one isn't flitting around it; it's just following its other Robin around. Even more than the Spoiler does, in fact. 

The Batman is . . . puzzled. Yes. 

But the Batman is also a thing that learns, so it goes hunting. It finds the new Robin flying around downtown with its other one, though the new Robin doesn't fly like its other Robins do. 

Well, its first Robin isn't in Gotham to teach it how to right now, the Batman supposes. So that makes sense, that this one would have to figure it out on its own. Not like its other Robins. 

Though it's also off-putting and making the Batman uncomfortable. 

It doesn’t have a net. Robins always need a net. 

It should summon–call Dick. Dick prefers being “called”. Even if it's rough on his phone, he always says. 

But definitely the Batman should call him, because its new Robin is too reckless and open and emotive, and although Tim is clearly trying to take the new one under his wing, he just isn't as experienced at doing that as Dick is. Dick's done it twice now, but when Tim tried they wound up with a Spoiler. Which is . . . fine, the Batman supposes, but it's not a Robin. 

The Batman prefers Robins. So does Gotham, it knows. 

Gotham loves nothing like she loves their Robins. 

So the Batman calls Dick, and it listens with mild curiosity as Dick's “phone” rings in the place where its mind would go, if it had one. It doesn’t need the phone, obviously, but again, Dick prefers it to call. It's a . . . human thing, he always says. 

The Batman isn't human, obviously, but Dick is. And even as far as Bludhaven, it can still contact him like this. 

Not as far as Ethiopia, though. 

“Hey, B,” Dick greets, his voice echoing easy and pleasant in the place where the Batman doesn't have a mind. “You gotta work on your caller ID interface, my phone started screaming again.” 

The Batman is mostly certain that phones are supposed to scream, but makes a note of the concern anyway. 

come home, it says, and immediately feels Dick tense warily–feels Nightwing tense warily. 

“What's wrong?” he asks, quick and sharp. The Batman knows he's already grabbing his wallet and keys, though he doesn't really need those to get home. Not from Bludhaven, anyway. 

From–farther, yes, but . . . not Bludhaven. 

not bad thing, it says. new Robin.

“. . . what happened to Tim?” Dick asks with a note of alarm in his voice. He was gone the last time something happened to a Robin, so the Batman should've . . . anticipated the reaction, it supposes. 

too young, it says. can't teach yet.

“Bruce, oh my god, you have to leave Steph alone, she doesn't want–” Dick starts in exasperation. The Batman cuts him off. 

not a Spoiler, it says. a Robin. but he flies wrong.

“. . . ‘he’ flies wrong,” Dick repeats warily. The Batman can feel him scratching familiar sigils into his apartment floor with his keys. “How do you fly wrong?” 

wrong, the Batman says. no net. no wires.

“Wait,” Dick says. “Do you mean he’s actually flying?” 

no net, the Batman repeats, barely repressing the stress that wants to creep into its voice. Dick always made it very clear: a Robin needs a net. 

“. . . B, oh my god,” Dick says, and then scratches the last sigil into the floorboards, and then the Batman can finally reach him again. It snaps its cape around him and pulls, instant and immediate, and then it has him in his cape. 

Dick doesn’t stay, because none of them ever do. 

The Batman wishes they would, sometimes. 

Most of the time.

#derpsheep #wip: a fake cryptid and a real romantic #long post

[abyssalic]

Didn’t like his previous face so it got an update!! Just gotta get the 2nd set of arms done THEN i can throw some colors onto this mf

#not gonna tag it bc its just a wip of my cryptid eclipse but i spent an absurd amount of time trying what i like for its face so #jazz hands through my tears #my snart (snail art) #delete later

[justarandomart]

little ghosty!

#Danny Phantom #dp #danny fenton #just a little doodle i found in my wip folder #i thought it was appropriate to post it now #he is just a little cryptid! #ghost #fanart #NRart

[puppetmaster13u]

Who wants a WIP

Someone meets lil baby Dick Grayson for the first time

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   “Since when did you have a kid?!” He doesn’t think he’s ever seen Gordon so shocked, which is surprising. 

   He blinked, glancing down to where Dick was scribbling in his notebook with a matching robe on before looking back up at the older man. How long has it been…? Oh. “Since six months ago…?” he trailed off at the strangled noise the commissioner made. 

   “Did… I can’t believe I’m going to ask this,” Gordon whispered. “Did you steal a child Bruce?” 

   He blinked again, confused. Did he? No, he was going to go with no. “No?” Honestly he might have more confusion in his voice than the other did. What was so surprising- Oh! 

   “I have a foster license,” he informed his… friend? Ally? Ally worked. He informed his ally. “But we’re waiting for the adoption to go through.” Technically he could pay to speed it up but that would also risk media coverage which he didn’t want, nor did Dick need it. Reporters were like vultures, he swore. 

   Well, actually, at least vultures were an important part of their ecosystem so there was that. 

   Gordon breathed a quiet curse, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Okay, alright, sure, you’ve had a kid for six months and somehow no one has found out, alright.” Well it wasn’t like he liked going out into public so that had honestly probably helped. 

   “You couldn’t have,” the red-haired man made some sort of motion with his hands. “I don’t know, warned me ahead of time before someone broke into your house? What if someone had taken the kid?!” 

   Bruce frowned, nose scrunching up at his own distaste at the thought. “I wouldn’t let them,” he informed Gordon seriously. 

   “How, Bruce? You can’t fight and would get hurt yourself, then what?” Well he could fight, even if people didn’t realize that with how passive he acted in public. “How did you even get a child, you’re never even out?”

   “A big bat-thing dropped me off!” Dick was the one to cheerfully answer, causing another officer to choke while Gordon looked close to having a stroke, looking between the two of them. 

#batman au #batman #dc #dcu #cryptid batman #jim gordon #dick grayson #bruce wayne #what's out there au #what's outside au #writing wip #story wip #my writing #snippet #Dick grayson is a little shit #I love him #I must have you know they're both wearing fuzzy pink robes #it's not exactly important but just for visualization #Dick is also wearing footy pajamas underneath his robe #but he wanted a matching one

[cryptiduni]

#fears felt not by many… #darkest dungeon #darkest dungeon fanart #dd fanart #dd #reynauld #dd crusader #darkest dungeon reynauld #dd reynauld #darkest dungeon crusader #wip #cryptiduni #cryptid’s shit

[thicctails]

something is waiting in the woods and it knows your voice

#wip #horror #tfp #tfp optimus prime #tfp miko #tfp jack #tfp raf #skinwalker #we need more cryptid horror with transformers god damnit

[crypt1dcorv1dae]

awwwww cute

and then theres this

#wip #dont rb #doodles #yyh #fanart #cryptid creations #'dude you could have just asked me to bend down' 'what?' 'WHAT?'

[redthemarten]

wip just so that you know I'm still alive (and obsessed). Also I don't trust myself that I'll finish it;;;;;

#Wriolette #in the 50s #wip #I don't know what I'm doing with my life #also it's all Cryptid's fault

[quazies]

some cryptid project visdev... featuring mothman and mothbaby...

#concept art #mothman #cryptid #wip

[themeeplord]

Hunger.

Chapter 13 got me thirsting for gore.

Fanart of @naffeclipse‘s Cryptid Sightings.

#Man I'm tired of having this in my wip pile.. I'm throwing it out into the world now! Be free and leave me alone! #fnaf sb #fnaf sb au #cryptid au #cryptid sightings #cryptid sightings fanart #cryptid!sun #cryptid!moon #cryptid sightings spoilers #fanart #art #my art #cw gore #tw gore #cw blood #tw blood #tw horror #cw horror #themeeplord #gore #blood #horror

[suzukiblu]

Ko-fi thank-you sentences for an anon; a fake cryptid and a real romantic.

“I think I’m gonna try making him a ruby and do that in a trilliant cut,” Superboy says decisively, which isn’t necessarily much progress towards “normal” friend-making but again, Clark doesn’t want to discourage either a hobby or a creative outlet for the kid. Or just literally anything that isn’t about being a superhero, even if the trilliant cut resembling the S-shield and making friends with a vigilante are only sort of “not about being a superhero”. 

Look, the kid’s six months old and was educated by ethically bankrupt scientists and absolutely exhausted grad student interns, absolutely none of whom had either normal childhoods or an interest in instilling any semblance of “normal” in their cloned Superman’s head. Clark’s not going to be picky here, he’s just gonna meet him where he’s at and go from there. 

Superboy has some unfortunate difficulties understanding the difference between celebrity attention versus genuine admiration and things like that, and also an unfortunate tendency towards causing a lot of unnecessary property damage and jumping to conclusions and temper issues, but he tries, and he clearly does think about things. There’s just a lot to figure out in the world, and he’s had to do it in speed-run mode and while being an active superhero. 

Really, Clark thinks the kid’s doing a lot better as a superhero than he would’ve done at his “age”, and he’d actually been that “age”. Superboy is frankly just about the best-case scenario that could’ve come out of a situation like Cadmus and also mercifully only seems to be minimally traumatized by the sorry excuse for a “childhood” he was provided, so . . .

“That sounds nice,” Clark says, smiling at him. “I’m sure you’ll do a good job with it.” 

“I’m gonna do a good job with it if it fucking kills me,” Superboy says, looking determined, which seems like a lot of intensity to put into making a gift for a friend, but again: six months old and educated by ethically bankrupt scientists. Clark is going to stick with the “meeting him where he’s at” approach. 

“Just do your best to start, maybe,” he says wryly, reaching over to pat the kid’s shoulder. Superboy grins at him, his expression turning pleased. 

“I will!” he says. “Wanna see some of the test ones?” 

“Sure,” Clark says, figuring Superboy will just–

Nope, no, Superboy just immediately stuck both hands into his jacket pockets and came up with two big fistfuls of a good dozen high-quality diamonds done in trilliant cuts. Very large diamonds. 

Heavens to Betsy, Clark thinks a little faintly. That is . . . that is so many diamonds for Superboy to just have in his pockets. They weren’t even zipped shut! They weren’t even buttoned! 

Superboy lays his series of diamonds all out in neat little rows on the ledge, because there are enough of them to require multiple rows, and then reaches back into his pockets for a few more, because of course there are more. Clark continues to feel vaguely faint and has absolutely no idea how to point out how much money this is. Even at lab diamond rates, this is so much money. Just–so much. 

At this point in his life Clark has seen entire planets made of diamond, mind, but he still grew up in smalltown Kansas as a farm kid, so there’s something about seeing quite this many virtually flawless ones just laid out on a Metropolis rooftop the same way he would’ve shown off his POG collection to his friends as a kid. Even the damn cuts are just shy of perfect. 

Well, at least Superboy’s enjoying his first hobby, he supposes. But also, Jesus H. Christ.

“They look good, kid,” Clark says, smiling at him encouragingly. No need to take the wind out of his sails, obviously. Though seeing them now, it does occur to him to wonder–“Where did you get the tools?” 

They must be good ones, because honestly he really wasn’t expecting results this good–or even half this good–from a six month-old teenager. Superboy could definitely ruin De Beers’s day with those.

Or their industry, again. 

. . . well, it is De Beers, so . . . 

“Oh, I don’t have any,” Superboy says, shaking his head. “I just use my TTK.” 

Clark . . . pauses, for a moment. 

Clark pauses for a long moment. 

“Tactile telekinesis can cut diamond?” he asks carefully. “This precisely?” 

“Yeah!” Superboy beams proudly at him. “Cool, right?” 

Clark looks very, very closely at the diamonds. The cuts on them are practically atom-sharp. 

Alright then, he thinks to himself even more carefully.

#anonymous #wip: a fake cryptid and a real romantic #long post

[agent-darkfest]

Just some WIPs that I have stirring in the back log, I wanted to post my Bethroned fan art this week, but I’ll be out on vacation. I can’t wait for the final touches! But in the meantime, these are the other things I’m working on!

First one is from @venomous-qwille ‘s Ghost in the Machine AU. I really liked this scene, especially since I had a similar situation once. This is also my first time drawing Misuta, so I wanted to start with something simple. I cannot wait to color it in and work on the background!

This one is from @naffeclipse Cryptid Sightings, it the scene where the fisherman is selling Y/n the picture of the "lake monster." I liked the scene and thought it was pretty funny. The vegetation is gonna be difficult, but I am up for the challenge!

This last one is from @justaduckarts Days of Laughs, Nights of Screams; I really wanted to do a sequence where Moon and Y/n are working together to scare the park visitors. They are hiding behind some stands after Moon was chasing Y/n and dragged them into the darkness, kicking and screaming in front of the other guests. Once they are out of sight, they pause to listen, and then they hear the screams of the crowds as they run in fear.

For the record, all these stories are really incredible, so please go check them out!

Side note: Gaaah! I wish my sketches weren't so messy and that they would look cool like everyone else's!

#fnaf au fanart #dlns #cryptid sightings #gitm #WIPs #I need to stop posting works in progress and start posting finished stuff…

[searsage]

someone slap me next time i start cooking up excessive designs....

EDIT: because the wip wants to do what the finished peice cant. Ima just tag on his ref and full body 😭

Yes this lad has a ref uwu

#Cryptic #demon oc #Monster oc #creature design #monster art #oc artwork #skullhead #Chemdraws #cryptid #terato #monster lover #Hes still in wip

[puppetmaster13u]

Hey who wants a sneak peek wip of some wiring of my take on @phoenixcatch7 's Possessed Doll Au- Anyway here have a bit of the JL debating on things and about to meet Robin for the first time lol

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   “Okay, but what about a demon,” Flash waved around his spoon, holding a tub of yogurt that almost blended with the red of his suit. 

   “No way, someone would have noticed and can’t they possess people?” Hal protested, scowling. “Obviously spooky is some sort of robot-” 

   That got another round of protests from the present members, all putting forth their own ideas for what the third founder might be. Superman had admitted before that he couldn’t see through the tattered cloak and suspected it to have lead, which was actually rather concerning if not for the fact that apparently that was just a thing in Gotham. 

   “I still think he’s some sort of reanimated corpse, some sort of necromancy shit,” Green Arrow grumbled. “It’s Gotham, I know they have a few zombies wandering about.” 

   “Now that’s just mean,” Superman admonished, having wandered in from one of the many halls. “We shouldn’t be speculating on things like this and feedin’ rumors.” 

   “Oh c’mon Supes, you aren’t just a little curious? Don’t want to get in on the bets or anything?” Hal motioned around with a grin. 

   “No,” the kryptonian shook his head. “If Batman wants us to know, he’ll tell us- he already seemed uncomfortable with the fact he can’t even pass as human.” 

   Right, the whole reveal where the big-bad-bat practically admitted he wasn’t a human and probably didn’t even have a civilian identity. Or any identity maybe- it was Gotham after all, who would report it to the police who were so notoriously corrupt that even they- people outside of the city- knew about it. 

   “Speaking of our friend,” Martian Manhunter- J’onn- spoke up from where he was eating some oreos. Really, where did he get them? “It is not like him to be late.” 

   Not unlike the saying speak of the devil, and he shall appear, the Zeta tubes beeped, notifying them all of an arrival. 

   “Arriving, B002: Batman.” 

   Hal snorted. “Finally, and he was the one to say not to be la-” 

   “Guest override. Welcome B003: Robin.” 

   There was utter silence for a moment, all of them taking a moment to actually register what they had just heard from the security system. Sure it was already strange that their fellow member wasn’t labeled the first of his letter (something he’d never explained) but the fact that there was a third one now? 

   Hell, they hadn’t even been aware there was such a thing as a ‘guest override’ until five seconds ago! And who in the world was Robin? Was that their actual name, a codename? Knowing the bat, it was probably a fake name of some sort. Maybe. 

   No one could convince Barry that their ally’s name may not be the Bat. 

   Exchanging bemused looks, the league settled down slightly, anticipation thick in the air as they waited impatiently for their final member. 

#writing wip #story wip #possessed doll au #cryptid batman #cryptid batfam #batman au #batman #dc #dcu #justice league #robin #flash #superman #hal jordan #green lantern #Martian Manhunter #There's more they're just not mentioned by name up to this point lol #This is gonna be great they can't see Robin and are so confused at first lol #IT OCTOBER AYYY