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Get ready for jackalope girl summer because its coming if ur ready or not! This is either the start of a series of illustrations of made up beasts or just one and then i will go to bed :)

Spooky but make it adorable! 👻✨ Chibi cryptids & fearsome critters ready to haunt your water bottle, laptop, or journal. Which lil’ legend is your fave? 👀💀🖤

The Wiggler isn’t one being, but a collection of small beings called Wiggles. The Wiggles have adapted features allowing them to connect themselves to one another. Although significantly weaker, a Wiggle is able to survive on its own. The Wiggles become a Wiggler once two or more Wiggles come together. Wigglers are usually found at the bottom of trash cans, leaving various holes in trash bags. Wigglers mostly survive off of Wiggle feces. The Wigglers are naturally symbiotic with one another. The front Wiggle, known as the Wead, consumes thrown away scraps of food, or leftovers, while providing nutrients for its behind Wiggles, known as Wallowers. Wiggler infestations can occur in homes where food is either left out for too long, or if there is an abundance of leftovers. Wiggles are also known for their unsettling cry, similar to that of a human infant. There are two Wiggler variants: A Wiggle King, or A Werpent. The Wiggle King is a Wiggler that has a length of 100+ Wiggles, typically the length equivalent to the height of a 6” tall human. These are difficult to eliminate and often occur in extreme cases of Wiggler infestations. The Werpent is a Wiggler where every Wiggle is connected to one another, meaning no Wead. Werpents typically occur when they are deprived of a non-feces food sources. Werpents are nothing to worry about, as they usually will die on their own after about a day of formation. Wigglers are identified by their putrid odors, and eerie cries. This critter was first of mine to encounter as most, if not all people are aware of its existence. As a young child, I would trap them in jars whenever I could and hide them in my closet. I would always get in trouble with my parents because of the constant smell coming from my bedroom. By far, they are my favorite. This is the first post to my collection and I hope to update your minds further with my findings. And as always, question the norm! XD

A Teakettler! Get out those tea-cups, gents!

Marlington, W. Va.—The far-famed “belled” buzzard has been seen again. Superstitious residents fear a disaster is imminent, in which there will be a great loss of life. They point to past occasions when the buzzard made its appearance, which were followed by calamities. Local history has it that the buzzard was captured and belled by pioneer residents shortly after the War of 1812. Residents are afraid to shoot it. From— Warren sheaf. (Warren. Marshall County, Minn.), 13 Oct. 1920. & The Jasper news. (Jasper, Mo.), 21 Sept. 1922. Chronicling America: Historic American Newspapers. Lib. of Congress.

Twenty amateur zoologists, under the leadership of Professor MacNeil Weber, formerly of the University of Minnesota, who lives at 2925 Creston Avenue, the Bronx, beat the woods of Van Cortlandt Park all day Sunday in an effort to capture a horned hodag, of which Professor Weber declares but few specimens survive, and which, being a hybrid of unclassified origin, does not appear in scientific works on zoology. According to the hodag enthusiasts, there is only one authentic specimen in America. It was killed by a lumberjack in the employ of the Shevlin Lumber Company twenty years ago and is one of the prized possessions of the Northwestern Lumbermen’s Association. Late in the autumn of 1920 and again in the spring of 1921 boy scouts encamped in dense woods of the park reported having been pursued by a creature apparently about four feet long with four horns on its snout and a succession of spines extending down its back to and over a portion of the tail. Latter reports of the presence or such a creature were received from other sources, all of them agreeing in general description. Professor Weber describes the hodag as having a scaly body,  somewhat resembling in shape that of a large lizard. In general aspect it presents certain characteristics of the South American iguana, but differs from the latter in that the iguana is a slow-moving creature, usually to be found lying on tree branches a short distance from the earth. The hodag is declared to be of an aggressive nature, inclined to attack rather than to retreat when disturbed. The Van Cortlandt hodag is reported to have been found invariably in the lower and more swampy regions of the park, and search for it has been directed especially to swampy thickets abounding in the park region. The hodag, according to best descriptions, is hairy of underbody instead of fish-skinned, like the iguana. It is incapable of great speed because of its short front legs, but using its long hind legs for propulsion it is enabled to spring considerable distances, some say as far as twenty feet. Although no sign of the strange animal was met with during Sunday’s expedition the searchers will try again next Sunday. It is hoped to add the hodag to Professor Hornaday’s collection of other odd animals in the Bronx Park Zoo. From— New-York tribune. (New York [N.Y.)), 21 March 1922. Chronicling America: Historic American Newspapers. Lib. of Congress.

New episode of The What Cast out now! We came across a book written in 1910 about some of the god damn weirdest creatures you've ever heard of. Fearsome creatures of the lumberwoods. www.TheWhatCasters.com #podcast #podcasts #paranormal #supernatural #monster #monsters #fearsomecritters

Much of this country is still covered by forests which, according to the best-informed lumbermen, harbor strange and dangerous animals unknown to science. One of the most remarkable of these, says William T. Cox, state forester of Minnesota, is the “roperite.” which carries on the end of its nose a sort of running noose. In fact, this prolongation of its snout takes the form of a lasso, with which the creature captures jackrabbits and other prey, pursuing the latter with enormous leaps and bounds, and uttering the while ferocious yells that can be heard for miles. Even human beings are not safe from attack by the “roperite.” Stories are told of men, and even women, pursued by this extraordinary animal, snared with its ropelike proboscis, and dragged to death. ————————————————– Hopkinsville Kentuckian. (Hopkinsville, Ky.), 12 June 1917. Chronicling America: Historic American Newspapers. Lib. of Congress.