FAQ

Hell yes. We ship worldwide. UK orders over £75 get free shipping. International shipping costs vary by location — you'll see the exact price at checkout.

UK orders typically arrive in 5–10 business days. International orders can take 10–20 business days depending on where you are and how fast your local postal service moves. Every order is printed on demand, so give it a few days to be created before it ships.

Email contact@wyrmfuel.com with your order number and photos of the damage. Sometimes carriers mess up, sometimes our printer goes on strike. Either way, we'll sort it.

Yep. All genders, all sizes, all levels of feral welcome. Check the sizing chart before you commit. We go from S to 5XL when available.

Cold wash, inside out, air dry or low heat. Basically: treat it better than your last relationship.

Some are. Some aren't. We run exclusive limited-edition drops that are only announced to our newsletter freaks — once they're gone, they're gone for good. No restocks. No second chances. That's VIP-level chaos. The rest of our collection is our mainline heat — still wild, still hand-drawn, still Wyrmfuel — but available to everyone, anytime (until we retire it to the mutant vault). Want the limited stuff before the crowd? Sign up. Stay weird. Score first.

Absolutely — as long as it's unworn, unwashed, and returned within 30 days. Send us a message and we'll get you sorted.

Email contact@wyrmfuel.com with your order number and reason for return. We'll reply faster than Maze chugs Monster.

If we still have your size, totally. Just let us know in your return request.

Two lifelong friends, Leo Torres and Mason "Maze" Callahan, out of Long Beach, CA. They built this thing from sketchbooks, busted skateboards, and more Monster than medically advisable.

A tag. A sketch. A myth. It's the stuff that fuels underground weirdos, late-night skaters, basement punks, and mutant minds. The name came from a throwaway tag Maze sprayed on a train car — he pictured it as the thing that powered underground creatures and restless souls.

Yes, every piece is cooked in the Wyrmlab with ink, sweat, and a few questionable fumes. Every design is original — no stock graphics, no recycled trends.

That's MutzNutz, our Chief Mayhem Courier and official mascot. He delivers zines, shreds boxes, and has better merch than you. He showed up one morning with a chewed-up skateboard and a stare that said "hire me or I'll bite your Vans off." We gave him a raise.

Maybe. If your stuff's wild, weird, or gloriously broken — send it to contact@wyrmfuel.com. If it's boring, we won't answer.

Rarely. Maybe. But probably not. We believe in moving forward — like bombing a hill and hoping your wheels hold.