#aquatic hot dog

[loachfriend]

He might be dumb as a box of rocks but this dude knows how to lounge

[ot3]

HOT OR NOT? POKEMON

There are a lot of pokemon out there. Some of them are good. Some of them are bad.

the world of pokemon is a beautiful one filled with many "types" of pokemon. some pokemon are steel. some pokemon are bugs. some of them are even normal. lately i have found myself thinking, which pokemon is the most steel? which pokemon is the most bugs? which pokemon is normal? and today i am proud to say i have answered these questions and more.

It can be hard to decide, since there are so many of them, but luckily I'm here to make that decision for you. i have definitively chosen the most representative (most) least representative (least) personal favorite (best) and least favorite (worst) design of every pokemon type. and i will now explain it to you in detail

now keep in mind we are ONLY talking about design here. lore is not coming into play whatsoever. if you want to explain to me why xyz pokemon is actually the most/least/best whatevertype pokemon because it's based on this or that: i don't care. that's not why we're here. we're judging books by their covers today

Normal Type

Most - Herdier: This is just a regular ass dog, which may be considered one of the normalest things on the planet. It doesn't get much more normal than this, folks.

Least - Arceus: If i saw this thing it would be one of the least normal days of my life.

Best - Skitty: This is just a perfect design, there isn't anything bad you could possibly say about it and if you tried I'd hit you. Look at that face. ^_^

Worst - Castform (Normal): It looks like either a pair of balls or casper with a fat rack and in either case it's just kind of unappealing to look at.

Grass Type

Most - Shaymin (Land Forme): Although 'grass' a type represents all plant life, I am choosing to interpret it literally here. Shaymin is the grassiest of all grass pokemon, and although this is not part of the criteria, it is also very cute so lets all take a moment to appreciate that

Least - Kartana: this is an origami swordsman bug thing which to me isn't really Grass at all. I do love the design but it's not very grassy. yeah paper comes from plants but gun to my head i would have not guessed grass type for this pokemon in top 3, maybe not even top 5.

Best - Wo-Chien: I just think this guy represents a ton of pokemon design philosophy at its best. It has a very strong sense of color, good use of shape, is just a tiny bit strange, and most importantly is a kind of Creature i would like to hang out with

Worst - Calyrex: The more realistically proportioned hare head with the strange body does NOT work for me. I'm not mad about the massive berry on top at all but why the perfectly round torso? Why the stubby little arms? Why the noodle legs with the thigh high boots? I think you could fix this one pretty easily ultimately but it really needs fixin

Water Type

Most - Wailord: Although there is no actual water in wailord's design, the mere presence of a whale implies the necessity for an amount of water that is almost as catastrophically overwhelming in its absence as its presence.

Least - Palkia: Other than looking like an anthropomorphized speedboat palkia is not particularly aquatic in its nature

Best - Lapras: There's a lot of great water pokemon designs but i think lapras is firing on all cylinders. Really a classic pokemon design.

Worst - Quaquaval: There are a lot of pokemon that are uncomfortably anthropomorphic and there have been since gen 1. It's not something I'm against in concept at all and it's produced some of my favorite pokemon designs of all time. But unfortunately when it flops it flops hard. Seriously, what are these proportions? Perfectly fine idea for a pokemon just executed with shocking inelegance.

Fire Type

Most - Gigantamax Cinderace: This is simply the most amount of fire you're getting in a fire pokemon. Biggest bang for your buck

Least - Blacephalon: Another ultra beast design that is, as a design, excellent, but i would not be able to guess the typing on the first try if you put a gun to my head

Best - Chandelure: What if a haunted chandelier was your friend. Enough said. This thing just rules

Worst - Cinderace: Everything I said about quaquaval is equally true here.

Fighting Type

Most - Machamp: He's a wrestler with four arms this is as fighting as fighting gets

Least - Meditite: This is a small child in an open, peaceful stance. I sense no violence here. If he were to fight, he would have been provoked.

Best - Mienshao: effortlessly elegant design that conveys the aesthetics of martial arts and combines it with the simplified animal anatomy and strong shape language that represents pokemon at it's best

Worst - Gurdurr: This entire line is profoundly uncomfortable to me but the prominent near-bursting veins and inexplicable hourglass figure are at their worst here.

Flying Type

Most - Altaria: This is a bird made out of clouds, which is the most flyingest a thing could be.

Least - Shaymin (Sky Forme): This dude doesnt look like its feet are getting off the ground anytime soon if i'm being quite honest

Best - Sigilyph: Great example of what flying type can look out when you branch away from simple birds. The stranger and less organic feeling pokemon are collectively some of my favorite and i think sigilyph is one of the more effective ones.

Worst - Enamorus: 😬

Electric Type

Most - Xurkitree: The Exposed Copper Wiring Pokemon. Great stuff. Also a banger design on top of being the most. i love the ultra beasts

Least - Alolan Geodude: I understand the eyebrows and hair are supposed to be gatherings of lead sand but its still not giving electrivity. it just looks like a rock, one of the least electric things on the planet

Best - Rotom (All Forms): I wanted to put every rotom here but there was no way to arrange that easily. Just picture all the other rotoms here too. Rotom is awesome it's normal design is just cute and fun and then all of the other appliances are just a great concept.

Worst - Elektrike: Not unforgivably bad or anything but just kind of a design that doesn't convey a lot of information or have any appeal to it. Completely forgettable.

Poison Type

Most - Galarian Weezing: This guy is the most poisonous possible poison you could have. This guys hobby is global warming. This guy is dumping carcinogens into the river. And not just incidentally. He's ideologically motivated AND gets pleasure from it.

Least - Oddish: Not only do I not believe eating an oddish would poison me, i think oddish is healthy. I think it's good for you.

Best - Ivysaur: It's impossible to truly extract the nostalgia from my feelings towards the gen 1 pokemon designs but I think we can all agree. Ivysaur looks great

Worst - Eternatus: Does not even look like it belongs in the same franchise as anything else on this list so far. And on top of that, it looks stupid. 0/10. I do like the version of it that's an evil hand though.

Psychic Type

Most - Mega Alakazam: This dude looks like he should be airbrushed on a black velvet tapestry. I can't imagine anything more psychic than that.

Least - Exeggcute: Picking a least psychic pokemon was a hard one, because although we have some specific idea of what a psychic is, it's hard to say what one isn't. Ultimately, I don't think a handful of cracked eggs feels very psychic to me. I'm not sure what they feel like to me to be honest.

Best - Deoxys: Take a note, people, this is how you design a pokemon that's 'cool'

Worst - Necrozma: Take a note, people, this is not how you design a pokemon that's 'cool'

Ground Type

Most - Dugtrio: Dugtrios presence in the area is synonymous with the ground. in the same way that wailord's existence comes with the implicit presence of huge amounts of water, dugtrio's existence comes with the explicity presence of The Ground, because it's part of the design. We will never know dugtrio in its entirety, we will only see as much of it as the ground lets us.

Least - Whiscash: That's a fish, it shouldn't be on the ground.

Best - Trapinch and Claydol: I really really wanted to avoid ties here but please indulge me just this one. These are two creatures that are perfectly made but each in its own distinct way.

Worst - Zygarde (Complete Forme): Overdesigned as fuckkkkkk

Ice Type

Most - Avalugg: This guy's ice.

Least AND Worst - Jynx: Not only is Jynx not particularly icy, changing the skintone was really not enough to redeem this design.

Best - Glaceon: There aren't any bad eveelutions. That said, glaceon isn't my favorite. However in the contect of ice pokemon I think it does a great job of using shape language and colors that feel icy without needing to actually resort to just chucking ice onto it. A lot of ice pokemon are either a little bit too on the nose or just outside of my taste bracket

Bug Type

Most - Caterpie: Very bug.

Least - Pineco: this is a pinecone with eyes, which is different from a bug.

Best - Leavanny: Look at that winning smile :)

Worst - Buzzwole: TOO SWOLE!!!!

Rock Type

Most - Onix: You may think it would have been geodude, who is just a rock with arms, but onix is actually just a rock with a face which is then attached to SEVERAL MORE ROCKS. That's as rock as it gets.

Least - Sudowoodo: You can't pull the wool over my eyes. That's a tree.

Best - Lunatone: What if the moon was kind of creepy and also your pet.

Worst - Terrakion: Think this motherfcukers just ugly

Dragon Type

Most - Mega Charizard X: We all know Charizard is a dragon but that's only sometimes true. When it's true, it's very true.

Least - Tatsugiri (All Forms): Why is a piece of sushi a dragon. I do support it don't get me wrong. But I'm not exactly following the throughline

Best - Rayquaza: I think sometimes the legendary pokemon end up in the Too Much category but I think rayquaza pushes riiight up against that edge without going over it.

Worst - Dracovish: Shitting on the mix and match fossilized pokemon feels kind of like low hanging fruit. I honestly think they're kind of fun in concept. But this just looks stupid

Ghost Type

Most - Haunter: Self explanatory

Least - Decidueye: A very fun design but it feels like its got much too life in it to be ghostly.

Best - Polteageist: I'm insanely biased because I love ghosts and have a teapot collection so when i saw they put a ghost in a teapot i was overjoyed and it became my favorite pokemon as a whole instantly.

Worst - Gholdengo: Looks like the mascot for a string cheese brand

Dark Type

Most - Guzzlord: Dark type in japanese is Evil type which certainly has different connotations. In either case, I think whatever it means for a pokemon to be dark or evil is embodied here.

Least - Scraggy: I don't think this guy is particularly sinister at all.

Best - Mega Absol: I'm just so charmed by mega absol because it is indistinguishable from the kind of thing a teen with a deviantart would have drawn. It's like an edgy emo fairy white haired anime boy angel sparkledog. But despite that it still has a lot of aesthetic integrity and manages to only be a bit over the top in a way i think it's suited for.

Worst - Mega Sharpedo: This cluttered design pretty much undoes anything that's successful about sharpedo's standard form

Steel Type

Most - Melmetal: the unrelenting metalness of this guy is not even tanted by any even vaguelt biological components

Least - Wormadam (Trash Cloak): Not a single visibly metallic part on this pokemon

Best - Magearna: A clockwork magical girl... what a great design. i love her. so cute. there's really strong competition in steel type though

Worst - Varoom: Something about this guy looks agonized to be alive. And I feel that agony too. It looks like a motorcycle that was in the process of being transmogrified into a creature but the process was incorrectly terminated halfway through and now it lives a cursed and painful existence.

Fairy Type

Most - Mega Diancie: this thing could give me a quest to save the world and i would listen to it

Least - Galarian Weezing: I also wanted to do no duplicates but once again I will ask you for my forgiveness. Clearly this thing is the least fairy fairy. Not only is it unfairy, I think it tortures fairies. I think it's the villain in a movie where a bunch of children have to rescue a gang of captured fairies who are being used to power a Pollution Factory. I think this things grinds fairies up into dust and uses them to line the rim of its cocktail glass.

Best - Klefki: Klefki is soooo fun. I feel like if klefki was a ghost pokemon it wouldn't hit the same way because the idea of a haunted keyring is fun, sure, but it's notwhere near as good as a Whimsical Enchanted Keyring.

Worst - Zacian: this thing could give me a quest to save the world and im not sure i would listen to it. man the legendary dogs are just kind of a mess aesthetically

Okay that's all of the types. I don't really have a way to end this post. Of course there are a bunch of really good designs and really weird and cluttered ones that I didn't get a chance to talk about but. Idk man I can't rate every pokemon design there's just too many of them. there you have it.

[ayyy-imma-ninja]

Do you have TSAMS Moon headcanons?

I most certainly do!

he will sleep in his turtleneck sweater

he has multiples of the same turtleneck because he used cloning technology to make several copies

if he were to have a dog as a pet or emotional service animal, it would be a great dane named Moose

he gets cold easily, so he wears a pair of fuzzy socks when padding around the house

he parrots a lot of noises and sounds he hears, including phrases (could qualify as vocal stims). If he hears someone say it, he has to say it too

he has touch aversion from not receiving much physical affection in past years. He's fine with giving hugs since he's the one instigating it, but when receiving hugs he prefers being asked first.

When in severe emotional distress, however, he'll desperately seek out someone to hold him

don't challenge him to a tickle fight, he will always win no matter what

he has a hyperfixation on aquatic animals

he tinkers to cope with anxiety, and to keep his hands busy

as a result he sometimes gets aches in his joints

his favorite of the cats is Stupid (Muffin)

he sobs heavily when upset, and does so in private so no one can hear him, and then will fix himself some hot tea after calming down

his comfort food is grilled cheese sandwiches; he likes the way Earth prepares it with different cheeses mixed together (she also knows how to not burn the bread)

[petrapalerno]

✨Free Monster & Alien Smut✨

Hi, I'm Petra Palerno and write filthy otherworldly smut. I mostly dabble in novels but have recently decided to give erotic shorts a try here and on my patreon.

Pretty much all content on this blog is NSFW. Minors do not engage. For TW/CW check individual stories.

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✨Abducted by Moonlight

A werewolf stalks his newly found human mate in the forest when a ufo abducts them both. What happens when the alien tries to stake a claim on her as well?

TW/CW [a WIP, will be added to]: Stalking, consensual sex, shifting, breaking bones, abduction, aliens, violence.

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✨Love on the Korlyan Moon

Out now everywhere books are sold

A bubble babe is unknowingly dropped into a mysterious ocean by the Deenz transport ship. Lena, a tattoo artist from the Twin Cities, is sure she's going to die as the bubble she's in sinks deeper and deeper. She's rescued by Kitaico, a color-shifting tentacled alien, and unknowingly takes his mating venom. She must cycle through heats all while trying to resist her attraction to Kitaico.

✨All I Wanted Was Sushi but I got Abducted By Aliens Instead*

Book #1 in the Bubble Babes Series

Opal is trying her best in the Midwest after the sudden death of her parents. Everything comes to a crashing halt as she's abducted by aliens and forced to work as a human dancer for extraterrestrial enjoyment. A chance encounter with an alien prince while stuck in a traffic jam might just change the trajectory of Opal's new life in space.

✨All I Wanted Was To Become A Scientist But Now I've Got An Alien Boyfriend*

Book #2 in the Bubble Babes Series

“Sometimes I think it would have been easier if I hadn’t accepted the free shower at the hot alien’s apartment.”

☆JESSY

For the past few years, my life has kind of blown. On Earth, I dedicated my entire existence to science, even if my peers dismissed me as a pretty face. When I got abducted by aliens, I was forced to dance in a bubble for extra-terrestrial enjoyment.

I can’t get anyone to take me seriously even in space.

When I escaped by crashing my alien captor’s bus, Gra’eth saved me from drowning and even offered me a place to stay. He keeps telling people I’m his mate, even though I keep telling him the human word for what we are is roommates, but he refuses to say it that way. Sometimes I can’t tell if he’s being sarcastic or serious—and for my very literal neurodivergent brain, that’s a big problem.

☆GRA’ETH

I never expected to have to save Jessy, and I certainly never expected for this strange human to be my mate. Her idea of fun would be to take apart my data pad only to see if she could put it back together again, which sounds like torture to me.

I’ve convinced her to stay in my apartment as what she calls a roommate. The mating bond won’t let me let her leave, but humans can’t even feel it. I don’t know how to keep things friendly when just the smell of her hair is enough to send me into a mating frenzy.

I don’t want to make her uncomfortable, but I can’t keep fighting the pull of this bond. This little speckled human will be the death of me.

✨All I Wanted Was a Glass of Vino but an Alien Duke Kidnapped Me Instead *

Book #3 in the Bubble Babes Series

The Bubble Babe series continues in this standalone novel. 

Will an aquatic alien duke be able to reconcile the fact that his fated mate is a small, mouthy, human woman who can't swim? Will that human be able to love him despite his scars and the fact that he's keeping her captive? 

☆MARTA

The reality of being a mob boss' daughter is anything but glamorous, despite what one might think. In the absence of true freedom, my only companion was my loyal dog, Bruno. When he passed, I felt like my life had hit rock bottom. But when aliens abducted me from my pity party in a local wine bar, I realized how wrong I was. As if things couldn't get any worse, I woke up in an alien duke's closet, forced to rely on a giant alien pleasure toy as my only means of defense. All I know is that the gaudy duke can’t stand me…and the feeling is mutual.

☆RAF’ERE

Throughout my dukedom, I have dedicated myself to restoring the fi'len species to their natural aquatic habitats. How in the goddess's name am I supposed to do that when this human is my mate? Despite her mouthiness, the tiny human cannot swim. Did that stop me from stealing her cryopod from a crashed ship and locking it in my closet? Absolutely not. I also didn’t expect her to wake up and demand answers, either. But I can’t expect my people to look at me to lead if a human stands beside me, despite how much my body burns for hers. The dilemma arises: should I prioritize the goddess's wishes or grant her the freedom she deserves, joining the other human refugees?

This erotic alien romance is part 3 of the Bubble Babes series. It can be read as either a standalone or as a continuation of earlier books. This book features a 5’2” plus sized Italian-American female male character and a 7’6” aquatic alien duke as the male main character. Tropes include Kidnapping, size difference, enemies to loves, reformed playboy, alien romance, fated mates, and forced proximity. This full-length novel (67K words) ends with a HEA.

[sevikaswifefr]

you can’t swim???

request linked here :)

pairing: vada cavell x female reader

warnings: almost drowning, smoking, mentions of sex

Swimming is not my forte. Everyone knew this especially after the incident that occurred in the sixth grade.

I had been careless and wandered into the schools aquatics room with my friend Nick who stated he “wanted to watch hot bods of the swimmers” a little weird for a sixth grader to say but I didn’t judge. And then of course I slipped. Slipped and dropped like a stone to the bottom on the pool. I swear the amount of water I swallowed could’ve been enough to fill a tiny lake as I spluttered and flapped my arms around incoherently until one of the swimmers pushed me up and out the pool. Not my proudest moment. And the teasing has not yet ceased, considering I’m in my last year of high school now. Anyway after that day I vowed never to touch water again.

Well I tried anyway.

“Baby please. Please. Please.” Vada’s pout and puppy dog eyes may be my weakness but I was determined to stay strong.

“Ok fine.”

I failed miserably.

Vadas squeal is so high pitched I was scared my dog would come running as she leaps into my arms and peppers kisses to my face. “I promise this will be so fun and Mia will love you for saying yes.”

“What did I get myself into?” I sigh burying my face in Vadas neck who chuckles. I had just agreed to smoke weed at Mias house. It’s not that I haven’t smoked before, trust me I have but I’ve never smoked with Vada before.

“I promise you I’m like super chill when high.” Vada nods with a serious face. “I’ll believe it when I see it.” I retort gently poking her sides causing her so squirm in my arms.

“Oh you will see.” She wiggles her eyebrows before pushing me against the couch, straddling my waist. “But right now I think we have a little time before we have to go.” Her teeth bite her lower lip as her hands begin climbing up my stomach. I raise my eyebrows suggestively. “Then let’s use this time wisely.”

……..

“It’s puff puff pass Vada not puff puff puff puff pass.” Mia whines reaching for the joint as Vada takes another hit and grins cheekily. Lazy eyed, Vada hands Mia the joint and leans back against my knees as the three of us sit atop the lounge chairs just adjacent to the pool.

“My turn.” I hold out my hand and take another hit as Mia passes over the joint. Vada grins at me as I blow out the smoke. “I’m gonna go piss.” Mia drawls. She slowly moves off the lounge chair and heads towards the back doors. “And don’t fuck on my chairs ok?” Mia glances over her shoulder to squint her red eyes at the two of us.

Vada nods frantically watching as Mia walks into the house before jumping atop my lap and letting her hands roam my thighs. “Vada, you heard the woman. No sex on the chairs.” I laugh, looking at her with half lidded eyes. “No one’s gonna know. Actually that’s a lie, I’ll know and you’ll know. And maybe Mia if shes a fast pisser. You know I’m a fast pisser? I literally peed in under ten seconds yesterday-“ I slap a hand over her mouth and groan.

“Your a liar Vada. A liar.” I sigh with a shake of my head only flinching when Vadas tongue drags itself up my palm which still rests against her lips. “What? How?” Vada’s eyes widen as she places her hands on the sides of my face.

“I promise I’m like super chill when I’m high.” I mock Vadas earlier statement with exaggerated shrugs of my shoulders. Vada snorts and sits back on my thighs letting my face go.

“I am the chillest. Look at me.” She smiles like a child and I can’t help but find her adorable. “Ok baby.” I give in and wrap my arms around her waist to kiss her lips and potentially shut her up for a minute.

“What the fuck did I say.” A groan echoes across the pool area. Mia’s head falls back as she groans again and walks towards us. I pull away from Vada keeping my hands on her waist as Mia re takes her spot next to us.

“Didn’t fuck. So keep your mouth closed.” Vada glares at Mia who in turn glares at Vada. “I would hope not.” Mia remains serious before the two break out into laughter.

Silence encompasses us for a minute as the two regain their breath, Vadas eyes drifting towards the pool.

“Mia come here for a sec I think I see something over here.” Vada stands up and crouches at the side of the pool, pretending to notice something strange.

Mia follows her and crouches down next to Vada with a frown. “I see nothing.” She scoffs glancing at Vada who smirks. I roll my eyes instantly knowing what’s going to happen as Vadas hand comes to ghost over Mias back.

“Why don’t you take a closer look?” Mia screams as Vada shoves her forwards into the depths of the pool. “I’m gonna fucking kill you Vada Cavell.” Mia’s head breaks the surface of the water, her mascara running down her cheeks as she glares daggers at the smaller girl who shrieks and runs to my side, attempting to hide behind me.

“Im too lazy to chase you but Ima get you when you least expect it Vada.” Mia calls from the pool as she begins to float on her back, eyes closed.

“Your an asshole.” I chuckle looking over my shoulder at my girlfriend who has another smirk on her face. “Baby no.” I instantly stand up and walk away from the girl who stalks towards me hands outstretched.

“I just want a hug.” Vada pouts, the smirk gone but the dangerous look in her eyes clear as day. “No chance Cavell.” I shake my head and look away from Vada for a second to make sure I was not going to fall over.

Big mistake.

Vada makes her move and rushes at me, hands outstretched and making contact with my body causing me to stumble backwards and straight into the water behind me.

“Va-“ My screech is cut off as the cool liquid surrounds me, pulling me under the water. Fear courses through my veins as memories of my last encounter with water flash past my eyes.

My arms thrash around frantically which doesn’t seem to do much as I can’t seem to push my head above the water.

I’m gonna die.

I can’t breathe.

My brain falls into overdrive as I sink even deeper into the water and my lungs fill up with the clear liquid.

As I struggle a pair of arms wrap around my waist and pull me to the surface before tugging me out the pool and onto the concrete beside it.

“Baby? Can you hear me? I’m so sorry.” I splutter for a minute before glancing over to see a dripping wet Vada and a wide eyed Mia standing over me.

“I shouldn’t have pushed you in, I’m so so sorry. Please don’t break up with me.” Vada has tears pouring down her cheeks as she gently grabs my hand.

I heave for a second more before my breathing slowly returns to normal. My fingers grip Vadas hard. “It’s not your fault. I never told you, although to be fair I thought everyone had heard about my incident with Nick years ago.” I manage to chuckle and Vada let’s out a breathy laugh.

“Right, that was you.” Mia snorts from the other side of me causing me to glare playfully at her. “I’m gonna grab towels,” She smiles patting my head gently as she gets up leaving Vada and I alone.

“I’m so so sorry.” Vada wipes her face roughly as she avoids my gaze. I frown and reach for her face. “I forgive you baby. I’m ok.” I whisper gently stroking her wet cheek.

Vada finally looks up at me and manages a small smile. “You scared me.” She whispers leaning her head into my palm. “I thought I killed my girlfriend.”

I chuckle softly and kiss her head. “Maybe I’m in need of some mouth to mouth?” I wiggle my eyebrows and Vada lets out a snort before crawling in between my legs and pressing her lips to mine.

Her hands worm their way up my chest and cup my face as mine thread through her dripping hair. Her lips pull into a smile against my mouth as I tug gently.

Both of us remain enamoured with one another oblivious to the sound of the sliding door open.

“Are you fucking kidding me? Again?”

[weirdmarioenemies]

Name: Firefly

Debut: Wario Land 4

Did you know? I can post anything I want on the internet. This is the first WME post of autumn, and here I am posting a firefly, an icon of summer magic! Hee hee! I am posting it because it is an incredibly darling firefly, even if to be honest it doesn't really resemble one at all, just a Cartoon Bug with a glowing light. But a great cartoon bug! Big ol' peepers, what could be either antennae or mandibles beneath, and feet that look like they may be wearing white gloves. Hot Dog!

I am being a bit rebellious on this post besides my seasonal antics, as well. If you asked the Super Mario Wiki (and you can imagine it as one of those tall suited object-headed fellows with the logo as the head, if you're into that) what this creature's name is, it would say "Hotaru". That's what the page calls it, after all. But that's just Japanese for Firefly! So that is what I will call it, with a disclaimer that it is an unofficial localization. And that's okay. You agree that it's okay. Thank you!

Do you call them fireflies or lightning bugs? Maybe something else? These two common names embody their Elemental Powers, which they do not actually have, but it's fun that they're two somewhat distinct elements. They should get a common name for all of the RPG elements! The larvae live and hunt in the soil, so there's a reason to give them an Earth related name, in a world where some weirdo decided that lurking in the dirt was more notable than glowing. And for Water, the larvae of some species are aquatic!

I kind of don't like any of the common names too much. I default to firefly, and it's fine enough, but... I don't know! I think I would call them glowbeetles. It sounds even more magical to me, like a creature that would exist as fantasy worldbuilding, while also being more accurate! It's a travesty that so many people don't realize these are beetles! They are! So I like "glowbeetle", even if it is a little weird to say. I like what it represents.

My manager is reminding me that I have not actually been talking about Wario Land 4 like I was supposed to. He's not paying me to talk about REAL bugs. He's SUPPOSED to be not paying me to talk about Wario Land 4! On it, boss!

For such a zany and over-the-top game, the firefly is surprisingly normal! If Wario touches the drool from a ghostly carnivorous plant's mouth, he will turn into a zombie. The way to reverse this status is by coming into contact with bright light. So a Firefly will appear to help! No fire. No lightning. Just good ol' light, like in real life. Its glow will make Wario no longer dead, so his funeral will have to be postponed until further notice. Perhaps it's a metaphor for how the wonders of nature make one happy to be alive! Whatever the case, this is just a regular cartoon bug who shows up, does its natural behavior, SAVES the player through its natural behavior, and leaves. That's incredible!

[fiercefauna]

@tiredsn0w hello again - here is part 19 - 21. Next one, will be the last one - things are bit dicey now because it’s almost over.

To anyone else this is an SCP wiki project featuring 049 and 6118. The Doctor has issues adjusting to a new planet after an alien with an anomalous immune system peaks his interest, and affections.

Note - you can find the other parts by checking my earlier posts. Sp&g CREDITS - @ironymobile

Part 19.

“Something very big’s been through here. It seems impossible but, these things must have been hiding underwater.” 

Seedy shut off the blower as they pulled in beside the mass of mangroves that concealed the grand shelter. “These things? Seems there was only one.” 

“The only one we know about was dead, are you implying it came back to life?” 

“So you’re just going to go in there and explain to a room full of prehistoric monsters whose dead relative was in our freezer that we would like to speak to the planet’s most notorious assassin?” Tasha was silent. Seedy launched themself into the dark water before their sister could object. She decided to leave her dive gear behind as well. Hopefully, if she hurried, her sibling wouldn’t be starting any unfortunate conversations. 

While more aquatically adept than humans, (being able hold breath for 10 to 30 minutes at a time) the One of Kepler still prefer to be able to see where they are going. That there seemed to have been significant changes made to the submerged root scape around the shelter did not improve things. Tasha failed to find Seedy on the first attempt and was preparing to turn around when she grabbed on to something she couldn’t let go of. 

Seedy watched their sibling slide out of the water on the end of the big Zero’s tail, the terrifying gaze of 5a82’s resident Earthling, 049 greeting her. “Not so easy to move around out here, is it, dreadful damp, hot as tetanus.” The Doctor lowered his lantern, put his hands behind him and retreated a few steps. 

“Why are you here.” Five-aye regretted the tone, it sounded terribly rude. Seedy’s mouth was muffled by the oversized flipper hand of the already over-large, ancient Keplerian so Tasha answered. “You can’t stay here. Either the rebels or the Feds will kill both of you in the process of fighting over you and then kill each other and then all the rest of us.”

5a82 slumped on to a carved outcrop, causing his friend to fuss over him. “I’m fine! Try to relax!” The Doctor wasn’t ready to go back, but this wasn’t the right time or place to discuss the man’s mental issues. 

“WE COME IN PEACE!”

Landing lines fell down the shafts of soft light piercing the dome of the root shelter and dark shapes descended from them. 

The amplified announcement followed the soft whir of a Vahwhol’s textured blades. 7cb7 never thought they’d be dropping out of one these things like a meat drone on it’s way to a war crime. The Aven landed beside them, with the grunt of someone getting on in years, it didn’t immediately occur that their own legs had shocks. A small circle of security Twos moved inward.

5a82 approached with a weapon, but made a show of pointing it at the floor, he saw the Aven and just - froze. 

“Simply Beautiful. Sure, the new units are healthier relatively speaking, but the compulsion to chain of command - second to none here.” 

“Is not your dog!” Lover-bird slipped in front of his Asu, challenging the Aven as best he could in his broken language. 

The Aven was slow to respond so 7cb7 stepped forward, hoping their English wasn’t too embarrassing. It was possible all the white-coats learned from private tutors and not a combination of internet videos and Brit-coms. “All this is our fault not yours. Neither of you seem used to being famous so let me explain that you can’t just go where you want without an escort.”

“Airborne intruder!” said one of the Aven’s Twos. 

The little guy was sufficiently back to normal to pull the Doctor into a crouching position, so a small, lighted drone could be shot down. “Is it press?” said the Two leaning over it. “Get away from it.” said another. 

049 reached for his thigh and tossed away a dart. He ran for the safety of his patient and its prisoners as fatigue set in, rummaging in his bag for a reversal.

A glue net was thrown on to him from a dark disk clinging to the ceiling of the root structure. The disk hovered over and began to enclose him in the claw structure beneath it - but was ripped apart and thrown aside by the instance. 

Five-aye saw the Doctor, still trapped in the netting, being carried into the water by his patient but couldn’t follow, for he had to shoot down another dart drone and dodge a second glue net from a second capture disk. Dodging caused him to stick to another. He aimed his weapon as the disk made a pass overhead. 

Three strategic shots into its inner workings sent it crashing to the pavers behind him. Greasing his dive knife with oil from the battered machine he cut himself free of the glue, and remembered, that he had once again been separated from his friend. 

Part 20. 

“Looks like the fog’s rolling back in.” Tasha commented as she was pulled from the water.

“Don’t say “l told you so” just don’t.” Seedy reminded themself. “She’s learned her lesson. We stuck out our necks and got squat in return.” Instead they said, “So - how do we convince the neighbors not to kill us?”

Tasha flipped a lock of wet hair away from her eyes. “I think the radio’s in the supply case.” 

Seedy opened the craft’s storage compartment and was confronted by the specter of death. 

“S-Sorry, f - force of habit.” 

Five-aye put away his gun, unfolded his small body from the cramped compartment and quickly seated himself at the prow, his back submissively turned to the siblings. So close to another murder, so close. So easily he’d drawn a loaded weapon. So many times, right-between-the-eyes. 

Seedy steered the craft into a root shelter and tied it. The Asu did not object. A long, tense silence followed. 

Tasha had to make the first move. “Okay, so you’re armed, we’re not. Do you want us to take you somewhere or do I need to further explain the concept of a hijacking?” 

“We need to find him.” 

“049? Do you have any idea of where he could be?” She stepped carefully over the thwarts and sat beside the small Two. It so happened that she’d managed to miss glancing over at just the right moment when the muzzle of the weapon had made contact with her sibling’s face. Seedy was well aware but planned to drink about it later, right now the continued safety of their world depended on a very dangerous, person-shaped animal getting back to the trained professionals. “We were heading back to the eel farm. It’s full of resistance, but I’m sure they’ll go easy on you.”

“Where else could I go?”

“Unless you have a better idea? That’s it.”

“Just - do whatever.”

Mists concealed them until they were within a span of the agricultural complex. At that point, the loud engine was powered down and they coasted forward on acquired momentum, the fan softly whipping the air.  Tasha put down her binoculars. “Did you radio in?” 

“Five-aye has it.” 

“Um could we have the mic? The people at the farm might think we’re a threat.” 

The boat stopped, turned at a right angle, then began to drift in a new direction, the siblings hanging on for dear life despite the slow, ambling pace. 

“It’s alright.” Five-aye carefully and conspicuously stowed his weapon. “Lazare knows where the Doctor is.” Fuck it, until he had a better name, the big instance was Lazare. 

Part 21.

“Wakey! Wakey!” The sound of 0pt8’s rifle’s casing being dragged along the bars of a cell made for exotic animals woke 4b80 from a pleasant dream about none of this actually happening. What the cell held previously was probably not something Seedy would ever divulge, though a smell lingered. “I’ll give you some privacy, just plug yourself in and show me the empty cartridge when it’s done. Don’t worry it’s fine. I still have a soul.”

Someone other than Feds and Resistance had needed to reach the lovers first, but drugging 0pt8 had still been a traitorous act that was going to haunt. The Two seriously considered imbibing what could very well be a tainted ration, yet if death was in that infuser it might not be a kind one. Letting the victim of an attack guard their attacker was never smart. 

It seemed like someone was trying to discretely remove the infusion device from the bars. Forby wasn’t sure the shadow in their peripheral was real but they whispered to it anyway. “I can’t vouch for the safety of that. There is no shortage of Two juice on this planet so why don’t the pair of you just stop trying to run away?”

The soft, metallic whisper had a loudness despite its low volume. It seemed the words would have been unmistakable even if they had only been thoughts. 

“Need him, he, the missing piece.”

“To what?” 

“Pestilence.” 

“Yes, he was hacked to produce an anti-agent for the Sentinel disease but we already did that. He loves you, and will be much better able to help you with the whole planet at his beck and call. There’s something wrong with you. You ignore certain things as though you can’t perceive them. You work yourself nearly to death, and can’t shut down.” 

“Useless.” 

“You don’t have to be useful just some kind of healthy! This planet is full of people grown in labs for Oseo knows what. We can treat the conditions that arise from that. Been doing it for ages!” 

Where was the guard? Forby had never really experienced a waking dream but there had to be a reason no one had responded to the sound of conversation.

[dailyanarchistposts]

Appendix V: Checks to Over-Multiplication

Hudson, in his Naturalist on the La Plata (Chapter III), has a very interesting account of a sudden increase of a species of mice and of the consequences of that sudden “wave of life.” “In the summer of 1872–73,” he writes, “we had plenty of sunshine, with frequent showers, so that the hot months brought no dearth of wild flowers, as in most years.” The season was very favourable for mice, and “these prolific little creatures were soon so abundant that the dogs and the cats subsisted almost exclusively on them. Foxes, weasels and opossums fared sumptuously; even the insectivorous armadillo took to mice-hunting.” The fowls became quite rapacious, “while the sulphur tyrant-birds (Pitangus) and the Guira cuckoos preyed on nothing but mice.” In the autumn, countless numbers of storks and of short-eared owls made their appearance, coming also to assist at the general feast. Next came a winter of continued drought; the dry grass was eaten, or turned to dust; and the mice, deprived of cover and food, began to die out. The cats sneaked back to the houses; the short-eared owls — a wandering species — left; while the little burrowing owls became so reduced as scarcely to be able to fly, “and hung about the houses all day long on the look-out for some stray morsel of food. “Incredible numbers of sheep and cattle perished the same winter, during a month of cold that followed the drought. As to the mice, Hudson makes the remark that “scarcely a hard-pressed remnant remains after the great reaction, to continue the species.”

This illustration has an additional interest in its showing how, on flat plains and plateaus, the sudden increase of a species immediately attracts enemies from other parts of the plains, and how species unprotected by their social organization must necessarily succumb before them.

Another excellent illustration in point is given by the same author from the Argentine Republic. The coypù (Myiopotamus coypù) is there a very common rodent — a rat in shape, but as large as an otter. It is aquatic in its habits and very sociable. “Of an evening,” Hudson writes, “they are all out swimming and playing in the water, conversing together in strange tunes, which sound like the moans and cries of wounded and suffering men. The coypù, which has a fine fur under the long coarse hair, was largely exported to Europe; but some sixty years ago the Dictator Rosas issued a decree prohibiting the hunting of this animal. The result was that the animals increased and multiplied exceedingly, and, abandoning their aquatic habits, they became terrestrial and migratory, and swarmed everywhere in search of food. Suddenly a mysterious malady fell on them, from which they quickly perished, and became almost extinct” (p. 12).

Extermination by man on the one side, and contagious diseases on the other side, are thus the main checks which keep the species down — not competition for the means of existence, which may not exist at all.

Facts, proving that regions enjoying a far more congenial climate than Siberia are equally underpopulated, could be produced in numbers. But in Bates’ well-known work we find the same remark concerning even the shores of the Amazon river.

“There is, in fact,” Bates wrote, “a great variety of mammals, birds and reptiles, but they are widely scattered and all excessively shy of man. The region is so extensive and uniform in the forest-clothing of its surface, that it is only at long intervals that animals are seen in abundance, where some particular spot is found which is more attractive than the others” (Naturalist on the Amazon, 6th ed., p. 31).

This fact is the more striking as the Brazilian fauna, which is poor in mammals, is not poor at all in birds, and the Brazilian forests afford ample food for birds, as may be seen from a quotation, already given on a previous page, about birds’ societies. And yet, the forests of Brazil, like those of Asia and Africa, are not overpopulated, but rather under-populated. The same is true concerning the pampas of South America, about which W.H. Hudson remarks that it is really astonishing that only one small ruminant should be found on this immense grassy area, so admirably suited to herbivorous quadrupeds. Millions of sheep, cattle and horses, introduced by man, graze now, as is known, upon a portion of these prairies. Land-birds on the pampas are also few in species and in numbers.

[sol-consort]

Seeing you active again makes me happy! I love all your human kink works! On your baldurs gate blog as well! I wish more people wrote about it cause I think it could be a really fun (and hot) avenue to explore for drabbles!!!!!!!

I didn't expect anyone to remember my writing or look forward to me posting again, so thank you, I appreciate it a lot.

It is really fun! I wish more people wrote about it too–I guess it can be a little tricky to explain, let alone get into. It's basically monsterfucking with extra steps, except the monster is different species and not actually monsters. Also sometimes the humans is the monster to the other species-ah I'm not sure how to summrise this niche kink.

It's not "human supermacy fuck yeah" either because so many other species out power us in fiction, tieflings are more colourful, elves are more magical, dwarves are more devoted and other races are much more beautiful than humans.

It's the simplicity, for someone to love you as you are. Not wanting someone special or powerful. To love the humanity in you, the primitive animal that still peers its head, our more "predetor" like traits that can be misunderstood. Or our tribal nature to make friends and adopt other species into our own, that humans can get attached to anything even inanimate objects. The whole dog domestications, the way we are curious to a deadly degree–thirsty for knowledge and tend to speed run the evolution of our civilisation and techonical advancement whilst still running on the old body fleshy hardware of the stone age. How come we managed to split atoms before we figured out how to prevent our faulty spines from degrading.

The passion! The intensity and rush. It's so normal for us because we are drowning in it. Talking to ourselves all the time, experiencing so many ranges of emotions, thinking and deciding and making choices, and jumping from one interest to another. It's not what you'd expect from a species as squishy, weak, and seemingly docile like humans. We are an apex predetor that doesn't look or act like an apex predetor and it fucks with their perception

For a mass effect, for example, our hair makes us stand out! Be it head or body hair, all the other aliens lack it. They have shells, hardened plates, and some even feathers. We have none of that, yet we don't have the excuse of being aquatic like the hanar. Human design is an anomaly, our evaluation pooled all of its gene money into brain, pattern recognition and a massive emotional range. We aren't built for fighting yet we fight all the same, a human can go toe to toe with a krogan and a turian.

Yet we dance, we sing like birds and fluff our feathers.

They must at least be curious about our hair? wondering if it hurts to touch, is it sensitive? Your average alien not realising it's a dead body part and only the roots are alive.

Watching us brush it with curiosity, styling it, and adding nice smelling products, braiding it. Seeing a human doing another human's hair in public or playfully playing with it while bored. So many diverse textures, humans even dye it to whatever colour they want!

[rainbownomja]

Family can be:

2 recently-reunited clone-brothers

an android who can do anything (and chose to serve violence with smile)

their boss who keeps running away in heels, after tactically provoking an enemy, and rolling her ankle

an alien chef who is just happy to be here

and a beautiful dog.

(And also, playing decoy on the giant hot dog ship:

a cyborg gambling addict with horrendous luck who only managed to not blow up the ship minutes before this by 9 hull-points

an aquatic alien who keeps putting every enemy on hold (before killing half a ships crew)

a slug fighting his dad in the body of a guy who's been dead in the walls for weeks

and their captain, who the slug was previously inhabiting, that is now slug-free and screaming in agony from a gut wound the slug had no pain receptors for.)

[alex51324]

Summer vacation 2024, Nockamixon State Park, part 3: Aquatic adventures!

After Chloe left, Sophie and I had a quiet day, and then on Monday we went out for some adventures, starting with a stop at the scenic spillway overlook:

This is where the water drains out when the lake gets high, but since it's been so hot and dry, there isn't much happening.

(This lake, like most Pennsylvania state park lakes, was created by damming up a stream. The founding goal of the Pennsylvania state park system was for every Pennsylvanian to have a state park within 25 miles--almost a century on, this goal still hasn't quite been achieved, but it's close! So, while we do have a few parks that were centered around unique places of intrinsic natural beauty, a lot of them were simply chosen for being conveniently located and having good potential to be developed for conservation and recreation. A lot of them are places that were unproductive for farming, and/or had been subject to extensive resource-extraction, especially timbering, so they required extensive ecological restoration, in addition to building park features. Some people are disparaging about our "fake lakes," but honestly, I think it's rather splendid, both in intention and result.)

Anyway, after the overlook, we walked the park's paved trail, which goes along one side of the lake and to a small waterfall. You can take a little detour out onto the fishing pier, which has stunning views of the lake:

(On the July 4 holiday--of which more, anon--this section of the park was packed. This is one of the parks nearest to Philadelphia, so a lot of people and families came out for the day.)

Here's the waterfall:

And a sign about it:

A wider view, showing more of the stone wall:

After that, it was back to the cabin for a campfire!

Tuesday, we got up early for a special adventure:

Kayaking! The previous day, I had tried to sign up for the local park's free kayaking program, again, and got wait-listed (even though it had just opened for registration that day), so I decided I'd just watch some how-to videos and try it on my own. Luckily, the temperature really dropped overnight, Monday into Tuesday, so it was cool enough for Sophie to hang out by herself in the car for a bit, as long as I got there first thing when the rental stand opened.

(Note: Sophie is very chill about being in the car; I clip her harness to the seatbelt and open all four windows the whole way, and make sure she has a big bowl of water in reach. This would not work with every dog.)

Anyway, kayaking was fantastic; I'm already planning to go again at the local lake, once the current heat wave is over. I mostly noodled around close to the rental area:

But the kayak felt very stable--I canoed a little as a kid, and I was really surprised to find that the kayak was less "tippy." It was also very easy to paddle; I expected I'd be super-sore the next day, but I wasn't.

This lake is long and narrow, so there was a lot of shoreline to explore. I think this is about as far out as I got:

Here are some cormorants that like to sit on these big floats near the boat rental stand:

One more kayaking picture:

So if anyone out there's been thinking about trying kayaking--do it! If I--with my noodle arms, aversion to physical danger, and general lack of athleticism--can do it and enjoy it, you probably can, too!

After the kayak adventure, we took a drive down to a nearby town with some interesting shops--Doylestown, it's called. It has three bookstores, a rarity in these days, and a found a parking spot in the shade, so Sophie could hang out while I popped in (and checked on her between shops). After that we took a nice walk around the town, looking in windows (me) and collecting pats from strangers (Sophie).

Back to the cabin for another campfire--I'm going to do a food post next, because I made a lot of interesting campfire dinners--and then a night walk down to the wading spot at the lake:

My phone camera is not especially good for low-light conditions, but this turned out sort of atmospheric, I think.

Wednesday we took a hike, through an area with lots of berry bushes and lake views:

It was pretty hot, but a gorgeous day:

Then a campfire and a sunset walk to the lake:

Thursday was the July 4 holiday, which in Pennsylvania is always a Free Fishing Day, when you don't need a license to fish on state waters, and the park had fishing equipment to borrow, so I picked some up, and we went back to the fishing pier! Luckily, even though there were a lot of people, we got a spot. And I caught some fish!

This was actually my second fish; I caught one almost as soon as I put the hook in the water, and I Was Not Prepared, so I just put it back right away.

After that I got a bucket out of the car and filled it with lake water, so I could appreciate my fish for a little longer:

This guy jumped out of the bucket and escaped, but after that I covered the top of the bucket with my fish identification brochure, and ended up with four in the bucket!

So, I may have caught six fish, or four and two of them twice. (I identified two different kinds, green sunfish and bluegill, but within each type they all looked pretty similar.) I fished for a bit over an hour, then put the fish back and gave the spot to somebody else. We walked around a bit, and checked out a few areas of the park; somewhere or other--I think it was the boat launch area where we had lunch, but it might have been at the fishing pier, or somewhere else, we saw this cool boat!

It's all wood; the guy said his uncle had it made in Canada.

Once we'd had enough of the crowds, we went to a spot called John's Pond, which is one of those where you park on the shoulder of the road and walk in a little ways. I thought I'd try fishing a little there:

I caught one more little fish in there--and a lot of seaweed, and lost most of the hooks they gave me.

So I went to the Marina and bought some more--they have a vending machine--and we tried the fishing pier there. This one had no shade, but luckily, we had stopped at a yard sale earlier:

This beach umbrella was only $1, and I've already gotten my money's worth out of it! It was kind of baking on that pier, and I wasn't catching anything, so we packed it in and went back to the cabin. I had been going to walk down to the wading spot and see if I could see any fireworks there--town 4 miles away in the direction you're looking in that spot was having them--but just as it was getting dark it started to pour. So instead we sat on the porch and watched the rain for a bit, then went in to start packing up before our last night at the cabin.

The morning was hazy and hot, but on our way out we made a last stop at the wading spot:

And that was our trip! Another good one, even with the weird incident at the beginning.

[loachfriend]

My huge female loach always looked like a hotdog, but lately she's taken to propping herself up in this corner and looking even more like a hotdog.

[aquamarine-dream-queen]

During the summer I thought about making my own magical girl series based on gemstones, which was named Cool Jewels, named after the Florida-based jewelry company. It features an energetic, loyal and friendly Irish-American girl named Jasmine O’Ryan, who has an emerald as her birthstone and is given the power of plant magic as Earthy Emerald with her emerald cat Fern. Her friends include a shy, kind and creative French-American girl named Mavis Dubois who has an amethyst as her birthstone and is given the power of air defense as Airy Amethyst with her amethyst parakeet Violet, a hot-headed but brave and honest Mexican-American girl named Fernanda Garcia who has a Ruby as her birthstone and is given the power of pyrokinesis as Red Hot Ruby with her Ruby dog Allfire and a smart, sassy and funny African-American girl named Brooke Williams who has a sapphire as her birthstone and is given the power of aquatic healing as Splashing Sapphire with her sapphire fish Drizzle. All four of the girls each have a piece of jewelry that helps them transform into their magical girl forms: Jasmine has a pair of flower shaped emerald earrings, Mavis has a heart shaped amethyst bracelet, Fernanda has a fire shaped ruby ring and Brooke has a water droplet shaped sapphire necklace.

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

Whimsical Tiny Whump

Whumper puts aquatic Whumpee in a snow globe so they can shake them throughout the day

Imprisoning Whumpee inside the second-smallest nesting doll, and then proceeding to put it inside all the rest of the nesting dolls, until there are eight layers between Whumpee and freedom (and at some point the air would start to get very hot and thin)

Whumper playing with Whumpee alongside their Polly Pockets (or some other small, nostalgic toy set)

Getting trapped on the highest layer of a bookshelf while being afraid of heights

Using a normal-sized sewing needle as a javelin against a mouse

A tiny, fuzzy jumping spider attacking a much larger spider to protect its injured owner (as a variation on the trope of the friendly dog going out to defend its owner from a wolf) I’m sad now wtf

Whumpee in a flying machine crashing into a garden pinwheel because of the wind

Fae Whumpee wakes up after an accident to the feeling of worms being shoved down their gullet by a mother robin who took pity on them

Human Caretaker who works as a tailor being delighted to make little clothes for Whumpee

Hobbyist Caretaker gives Whumpee their handmade dollhouse to stay in until they recover. They continue to make functioning pieces as they need them. When they ask over the phone for advice on what supplies to use to make a tiny bathtub and toilet with real plumbing, the hobby store workers are delighted (but also mildly weirded out) that this person has such a commitment to novelty

Human Caretaker doesn’t know what’s wrong with Whumpee until Whumpee bites them and they figure out, to their horror, Whumpee is probably rabid or suffering from some other infectious disease

[warriors-rewritten-chaos]

Warrior Cats Suffixes- F

I had a WC Name Generator on Perchance that I made but I don't seem to have access anymore, so I'm remaking it here as just a simple list. The definitions used are the ones that Clan cats have for those things, and thus are the origins of the names. Definitions used are whatever I found when I googled it.

-fade: "[verb] gradually grow faint and disappear; [noun] the process of becoming less bright"

-fall: "[verb] move downward, typically rapidly and freely without control, from a higher to a lower level; [noun] an act of falling or collapsing; a sudden uncontrollable descent"

-fang: "[noun] a large sharp tooth, especially a canine tooth of a dog or wolf; [noun] the tooth of a venomous snake, by which poison is injected; [noun] the biting mouthpart of a spider"

-feather: "[noun] any of the flat appendages growing from a bird's skin and forming its plumage"

-fern: "[noun] a flowerless plant which has feathery or leafy fronds"

-field: "[noun] an area of open land, especially one planted with crops or pasture, typically bounded by hedges or fences"

-fin: "[noun] a flattened appendage on various parts of the body of many aquatic vertebrates and some invertebrates, including fish and cetaceans, used for propelling, steering, and balancing"

-fir: "[noun] an evergreen coniferous tree with upright cones and flat needle-shaped leaves, typically arranged in two rows"

-fire: "[noun] combustion or burning, in which substances combine chemically with oxygen from the air and typically give out bright light, heat, and smoke"

-fish: "[noun] a limbless cold-blooded vertebrate animal with gills and fins and living wholly in water"

-flake: "[noun] a small, flat, thin piece of something, typically one that has broken away or been peeled off from a larger piece"

-flame: "[noun] a hot glowing body of ignited gas that is generated by something on fire"

-flash: "[verb] move or pass very quickly; [noun] a sudden brief burst of bright light or a sudden glint from a reflective surface"

-flax: "[noun] a blue-flowered herbaceous plant that is cultivated for its seed and for textile fiber made from its stalks"

-fleck: "[noun] a very small patch of color or light; [verb] mark or dot with small patches of color or particles of something"

-flick: "[noun] a sudden sharp movement"

-flicker: "[verb] make small, quick movements; flutter rapidly; [noun] an unsteady movement of a flame or light that causes rapid variations in brightness"

-flight: "[noun] the action or process of flying through the air; [noun] a flock or large body of birds or insects in the air, especially when migrating"

-flood: "[noun] an overflowing of a large amount of water beyond its normal confines, especially over what is normally dry land"

-flower: "[noun] the seed-bearing part of a plant, consisting of reproductive organs (stamens and carpels) that are typically surrounded by a brightly colored corolla (petals) and a green calyx"

-fluff: "[noun] soft fibers from things such as wool or cotton which accumulate in small light clumps"

-flurry: "[noun] a small swirling mass of something, especially snow or leaves, moved by sudden gusts of wind"

-flutter: "[verb] (of a bird or other winged creature) fly unsteadily or hover by flapping the wings quickly and lightly"

-foam: "[noun] a mass of small bubbles formed on or in liquid, typically by agitation or fermentation"

-fog: "[noun] a thick cloud of tiny water droplets suspended in the atmosphere at or near the earth's surface which obscures or restricts visibility"

-foot: "[noun] the lower extremity of the leg below the ankle, on which a person stands or walks"

-fox: "[noun] a carnivorous mammal of the dog family with a pointed muzzle and bushy tail, proverbial for its cunning"

-freckle: "[noun] a small patch of light brown color on the skin, often becoming more pronounced through exposure to the sun"

-frond: "[noun] the leaf or leaflike part of a palm, fern, or similar plant"

-frost: "[noun] a deposit of small white ice crystals formed on the ground or other surfaces when the temperature falls below freezing"

-fur: "[noun] the short, fine, soft hair of certain animals"

-fuzz: "[noun] a fluffy or frizzy mass of hair or fiber"

[hollowsart]

1:30am and my mind started thinking about live-action crytpid crawler and I won't lie, this idea slaps:

…If there was ever a live-action Acedia movie, it would have to start off in a similar sense to how I imagine a comic for Acedia would start. where you're seeing the world, getting introduced to the various characters that may show up later, seeing them and hearing their names right from the get-go.

So like.. you'd follow one character to another and follow the camera around NY. from the city to the beach, to a movie set, to a corporate lobby, all the way eventually to following a female electrician as she enters the Connors' rehabilitation and research lab, walking past a sign that reads "Free Tours [dates and times]"

the electrician announces her name as Max Dillon as she greets Curt & Martha who introduce themselves and one of the two helps to redirect and show Max where she is needed.

Finally, the one remaining Connors starts the tour--

And the camera lands on Acedia at the back, and that's where the movie fully starts.

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as you follow the camera around the city to the various locations, you get glimpses of the rogues. Most of which before their incidents that happen, a subtle announcement of their name as the camera lingers just a moment on each one, just enough for the audience to put two and two together if the character isn't recognizable.

Alex standing talk above move people in line for a hot dog near the beach, waiting for her order. Her name is called and she turns to get it.

Wilhelmina sitting on her lifeguard watchtower chair along the beach, kids are building sandcastles around it, someone calls her 'Miss Baker' or something..

Quentin standing and checking the smoke machines and other effects. Gets his named called and back/shoulder tapped by another crewman to hurry it up and bring some things to another part of the set. 'yeah yeah yeah I got it' he says over the bustling workers as he shuts of the machine, picking it up and leaving out of view

The Oscorp Lobby entrance where you see Adrian and Otto speaking, Adrian is having to leave for business but will be back soon enough, Otto is nervous as always, Adrian reassures him before finally exchanging goodbyes and Otto heads in with a good luck wish from Adrian for Otto is meeting with Norman again.

Perhaps you get a shot of the dock and see Sai (@bunny) with their crew.. The only hint here of who Sai is supposed to be being a throwaway line, a joke about what they could find during their next dive. "I've heard there's a spaceship down there--" "If aliens existed, do you think they'd be aquatic? It would explain why they haven't appeared on land!" "Aquatic? They'd have to be like some kind of goo to live down where we're headed!" (the last line being said by Sai)