#Deep Sea Vision

[thepastisalreadywritten]

[reallilystuff]

love this creature. the snea bnuuy. 💜🤍

ref below cut

[montereybayaquarium]

😱 My, what big eyes you have! 

👀 The better to deep sea you with, my dear! 

In the infinite darkness of the ocean’s deepest depths, prominent peepers serve as nature’s night vision—capturing any available light to enhance visibility. Whether they’re searching for a meal or a mate, these oversized oculi are optimized to obtain oceanic observations for their owners! 

🎥: Deepest thanks to our research partners @mbari_news for the deep-sea footage!

[mo-mode]

Chiron: Welcome to Camp Half-Blood! Home to demigods of—

Me: Yeah yeah, which demigods can see the shrimp colors?

Chiron: Excuse me?

Me: You heard me. Who’s got the shrimp colors?

Chiron: Well, ah…Iris is the goddess of the rainbow, and Poseidon is god of the sea, but I don’t think—

Me: Give me the shrimp colors, horse man.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 299

Hear me out- Ghosts have wings. They have wings, which are affected by their cores, and can make them disappear from sight if they want or need to. You got that? Good. 

Ecto-contaminated people? Don’t have wings. Liminals and Halfas, who have developed cores? Do have wings, and they can’t hide said wings, because unlike ghosts? Their bodies are physical living flesh. 

Now Gotham? Ecto-contaminated, there’s no doubt about it. The amount of portals that have been opened there and death pits and death cults… yeah it’d be surprising if it wasn’t. But again, no one really notices, because at most? Most just get a bit of eyeshine. 

The Bats however? Oh man are they freaking out when they wake up with aches in their back and feathers starting to poke through their skin. Curse? Nope! Welcome to Liminality, enjoy the second puberty of wings, emotion-sharing, fangs, claws, and whatever else you might develop- also enjoy the whole eating fear thing. (Wait, the what-)

[hoiburto]

2025 predictions

- Luigi dies

- common food such as potato/wheat MAJOR issues

- star trek 4 rumours to be s/k gay - big backlash

- Dan and Phil kiss accidentally they don't address it but somehow still make jokes about it

- un gayening- big 'gay icon' will come out as straight

- Keir starmer cries

- Tswift engaged publicly

- Tswift fake break up for new album

- one direction release unheard music in Liams memory

- people misunderstand a study about primates & evolution which leads to them believing that they are going to 'take over from humans' in ~100 years

- billionaires plan for 'deep sea experience' where they want to build a hotel type thing at the bottom of a very deep ocean to let (rich) people see the fish (expanse of darkness & terror)

- mass panic abt nuclear war

- mass panic about aliens

- alien situation (2025 seems like the year for the beginning)

- a colour that people believe will make them better (health/ mental health wise) very specific shade that there very quickly becomes a shortage of and it's a whole mess

- Russia/Canada point of contact land (Bering strait) Something Happens

- Pim Stones - Something Please Please Please

- Elon Musk embarrasses himself BIGLY and it becomes a meme, he has a tantrum

- Elder Scrolls 6 not announced

- jk rowling shows further symptoms of mould

- company tries to kill it's ai and fails but pretend like I'm using the proper terminology for my ego

- ai video results in real world affairs consequence, it's bad guys

- melania putin affair rumours

- jk rowling publishes a hp universe book & it's literally just a retelling of a known mass tragedy but told like it's a good thing. you guys need to pick up what I'm putting down with this because I will not clarify further in fear of putting this into the universe.

- "male employment crisis" - that's a headline

[puppppppppy]

couldnt decide on drawing fish or horsies

[alexhatessupermarketcola]

A devil and the deep blue sea trailer would go so hard to this song 😔

[bacchuschucklefuck]

LIVING for your ponytail Yugi he’s so cute 😭💖

thank u! i hold dear in my heart the way yuugi is like a little plushie that wants nothing more than to die a noble death

[kcciny]

Idk how to explain it but Karna would look amazing as an deep sea creature

[rucow]

a while ago i started saving pics and clips of the sea/ocean into a folder just bc they look like him to me, and bc its gonna be good inspo for whenever i paint something 🥹

[maskyartist]

I wonder if I should do adopts…

[bloodredx]

Day 23: Ritual (Magic)

The young mermaid held her tentacles out before her mentor, squeaking softly as her mentor took it by the hand. Musa was old, how old no one knew. Fewer would dare ask. Her scales held the sharp toothed grit of their species, but with an even rougher edge, one that only the most time soaked traditions could understand. And her she was in attempts to teach these traditions to Isiri. But the elder’s tentacles were no more, worn away and bitten by time, parasite, predator, and resistant prey alike.

Her hands were massive, easily as large as Isiri herself, but the young one was shocked to feel her tenderness with such an intimate act. Hand were special, rarely offered before other appendages, fins and tentacles alike. Left with no other options, Musa made no notice of any awkwardness. This was as intended, for she knew the Abyss better than anyone. Or so believed Isiri.

Flushing her gills, the young one felt the weight of her new role. One that she was only moments into indoctrination. Her body quaked, her heart racing in anticipation and unease. This wasn’t what was meant for her. Karina deserved this honor by all accounts. Her sister had been making efforts for it, Isiri hardly even considered the priesthood for more than a fleeting moment before she was off after some fleeting meal to fill her constantly empty stomach. The Spiral had chosen her of all her cohorts though. For some unfathomable reason. She couldn’t wrap her head around it, much less the tentacles now firmly grasped by one who may as well have been the Abyss herself.

The bottom of the Inner Sanctum was dark, for no light was allowed to enter here. Even her own bioluminescence was darkened here, and her only alertness to the other Deep Folk around her was the low and confident beating of their hearts that were tickling her sensory pores.

Musa started first, the note that honored the eldest there was low and soft, reverberating the resonance chambers in the structures with such elegance that they were more a sensation in the chest than an actual note in the song. But the rest joined in, adding their low timbres and finally account for a space of the highest register. A slot that was left for Isiri. The song felt hollow, empty without that recognition, that her personal song should be incorporated into this most sacred of the Spiral’s inner song. Sensing that the time had come, she could wait no more, she tightened her chest-sac and tightened her auxiliary gills.

The note came out soft, timid with nerves, but finally gained its fins and spread across the Inner Chamber, swirling and dancing with the others. The darkness before her deepened, and spread into shapes that were nearly tricks of her senses. The sensation of eyes other than those around her grew, as if she was being watched. But it wasn’t a threat, no. A vision came to her, the image of tiny little shapes, those small, alien things being eaten by small fish, those consumed by larger and larger things. Moving up into tuna, then sharks, finally orca. At some point, collections of smaller things were grouped into the mouths of great whales, who sank down and feel below to those who lingered dark and deep. But the sensation of eyes never left her. Her throat tightened, but she couldn’t let her song fade just yet, the others still sang on around her.

The darkness shifted again, this time shapes that she couldn’t recognize interrupted the dance of fish and beast. Each creature these shapes touch broke the silhouettes of the fish, the sharks, even the great whales. And none fell. None fell. None were falling. Two bright white eyes opened before her, and she quaked. Fear broke her notes, but the grip around her tentacles wouldn’t let go. Pain coursed behind her eyes, but she couldn’t look away. The song of the others kept pushing kept driving, but she felt so far away from the others now. It was just her alone, with these eyes looking on her. Every instinct screamed at her to run, but she couldn’t. This was as much a part of her, as she was part of it. Her head pounded, the focus of the bright, white light seared into her massive, blue eyes. There were more voices, those she had never heard, songs odd and unknown. It all came to a tight, rhythmic beat. The din building and collapsing overhead, until all at once the full pressure of the seas were on her shoulders.

And she collapsed. Darkness overtook all, eyes, fins, tentacles and all. Silence cascaded like a flood, and she was alone. No, another thing was there with her. A sound she didn’t quite know. It was wet, but dry. A biological pattern she couldn’t place. A flash of white light took over.

Isiri awoke laid flat against a shallow shelf near the hydrothermal vents, her fins laid carefully out to absorb its healing warmth. Her head was splitting, and the sounds about were almost too loud for her. Had she just seen something? Was that all a dream? Was this some trick from the Spiral? Or was that the Abyss itself? She cradled her head in her hands, scrunching her body tight. Of course not, the Abyss wouldn’t bother with someone as low as her. A new priestess in a Spiral that half the members didn’t even want her there, the others just as confused as she was in their selection. She couldn’t shake the feeling that that vision was more than the side effects of the Spiral’s induction ritual gone awry. No, that felt more like looking in a mirror than into some current truth. The notion made her stomach twist. Isiri laid back down, trying to absorb the warmth of the stones for a few more minutes. Hopefully it would be some time before someone noticed she had woken up.

(OC-tober prompts by @oc-tober2023 can be found here.)

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Yen Press Starts Off 2024 with New Licenses

Yen Press Starts Off 2024 with New Licenses #manga #comics #comicbooks #graphicnovel

Yen Press has announced nine new titles joining its June 2024 lineup, including seven manga (A Sinner of the Deep Sea; Apocalypse Bringer Mynoghra; Sister and Giant: A Young Lady Is Reborn in Another World; Penguin Highway; Senpai, This Can’t Be Love!; Sword Art Online: Kiss & Fly; This Monster Wants to Eat Me), one novel (Demons’ Crest), and one artbook (Visions 2023__Illustrators Book). A…

[conflictedkismet]

agent 8 and a sanitized octoling. they used to be friends but now have vague familiarity in place of memories.

[trinulinka]

I wonder what the Visions 2-4 are?

I mean 1 is The Sun but then 5 is The Vanished? The discrepancy is quite large. Coupled with the fact that I'm not at the part where The List of Anomalies and Visions is properly explained means that I don't get why Vanished is quite so high.

Obviously I can just read ahead but then I wouldn't be able to scream into the void about my curiosity. Also the fandom is way too small so I feel compelled to post to fill the tag void.