#crabfish

[godteri-takk]

♋Inktober day 9

My Zodiac Sign!

I think the names of the main stars in this constellation are really beautiful <3 My source for the names was mainly the image from here :)

[gardenvariety-jester]

[clockworkreapers]

Rosa screamed, "Why did you do that to our door!? It was unlocked!" Jerry was quick to reply, "And now it never won't be." -tftgs vol3

[noisycowboyglitter]

From Ocean to Table: The Journey of Dutch Harbor Alaska Crab

Dutch Harbor, Alaska, is renowned for its thriving crab fishery, particularly the prized Alaskan king crab and snow crab. Located in the Aleutian Islands, this remote port is a hub for the commercial crabbing industry, famously featured in the reality TV show "Deadliest Catch."

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The waters surrounding Dutch Harbor are home to some of the world's most sought-after crab species. The Alaskan king crab, known for its massive size and sweet, succulent meat, is a delicacy worldwide. Snow crab, with its delicate flavor and tender texture, is another valuable catch from these waters.

Crabbing in Dutch Harbor is a challenging and dangerous profession, with fishermen braving harsh weather conditions and treacherous seas. The fishing season is strictly regulated to maintain sustainable crab populations, typically running from fall to early spring.

The crabbing industry is vital to Dutch Harbor's economy, providing jobs and attracting tourists interested in the fishing culture. Fresh crab from Dutch Harbor is shipped globally, finding its way to high-end restaurants and seafood markets, where it commands premium prices for its exceptional quality and flavor.

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Alaskan crab fishing is a challenging and lucrative industry centered in the Bering Sea. Known for its dangerous conditions and high stakes, it's been popularized by reality TV shows like "Deadliest Catch."

The primary targets are king crab, snow crab, and Dungeness crab. Fishing seasons are strictly regulated to maintain sustainable populations, typically occurring in fall and winter months.

Crab boats use large, baited pots dropped to the ocean floor. After soaking, pots are retrieved, often filled with valuable catch. The work is physically demanding and requires skilled crews operating in harsh weather and rough seas.

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Despite the risks, the potential for high profits attracts many to this profession. Alaskan crab is prized worldwide for its sweet, tender meat, commanding premium prices in global markets.

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[tennco]

it just falls on her wherever she happens to be nobody knows where it came from. but also

AKYUU DYING IN A GLUE TRAP SWEEP

i think they reincarnate after 100 years or so but i don't care she just shows up again like

i think zun should really kill off akyuu. not because it'd be consistent with canon or because it would be a big moment for touhou, that's baby talk. he should do it because it would be really funny.

[visenyaism]

Imagine Fire and Blood style histories of all the great houses...

i want a 400 year chronicle of the celtigar and crabb generational crabfishing enmity in which the celtigars occasionally take a 5 minute break to rosencrantz and guildenstern around in the background of the civil wars and continent wide conflicts like they normally do. and then it’s back to fighting over who is the best crabber in the bay. the doom of valyria is mentioned as an incidental footnote because it happened during the year that the crabbs invented westerosi old bay which was obviously more historiographically important

[the-catnip]

Ok going from a couple of sketches to a full digital piece was probably a big jump after not drawing in like over a year but @my-oh-my-thats-a-big-giraffe 's dtiys looked too fun not to try. Being super rusty it took me like 3 days but with this I decided my new year's resolution was going to be to get back into art.

Thanks CrabFish for giving me motivation ❤️

[physics-of-one-piece]

Update on the I'll build castles for you, my love, more regarding characters+ snippets of them+pics of them.

I finally made all the OC's for Rosinante's marine crew he is in charge of as a Commander. After some googling (seriously there is a lack of military information on the internet) I decided Rosinante would be in charge of about 200 Marines. If anyone wants to know, the ranks of Marines in One Piece are 100% based on the Japanese Navy. Here is the link if anyone wants to read more. The captain (rank above commander) is the one giving orders on the ship but the commander is the one in charge those orders are followed. Commanders are also in army sense brigade/squadron/platoon commanders and that's what I decided to focus on. Just as Hina is in charge of Black Cage Corps as a Captain, Rosinante will be in charge of two things: 1) 200 Navy soldiers 2) Assassination & Espionage Unit

I'm focusing on #2. There will be multiple brigades within the A&E Corps, and Rosinante climbs the rank of the Corps with LIGHTNING SPEED. At 20, he gets put in charge of the first unit, the most elite one. The squad gets the name after its commander's last name, but also after a nocturnal/silent animal.

Honestly, Coby became a Captain at 19, which means he already captains his own Navy ship (gotta say I screamed in joy when I saw Coby was captain I love Coby so much), so Rosinante, who is even more capable, will also be climbing the ranks quick as FUCK. I think Oda made Rosinante a Marine Commander instead of Marine Captain because Marine Commander plays the same role & rank as Doflamingo's Top Executives, which Rosinante IS. They lead a branch of the army/navy, and have their own corps/pirate teams to lead, and answer only to the captain.

“They’re not my friends.” - Corazón to Law about Doflamingo's crew

Without further ado, here are Rosinante's crew & friends :D (die mad, Doffy!)

The Crow Corps 🐦‍⬛

Wulf

(rank below Rosinante, same age as Rosinante)

Full Name & Epithet: Wulf the Direwolf

Marine Title: Lieutenant Wulf

Devil Fruit: Ancient Zoan: Model Direwolf

Height: 2.90 m (9 feet 6.17 inches)

Favourite Food: Beefsteak & Barbeque

Least Favourite Food: Hamburgers

- half-Lunarian

- Rosinante's best friend

- got his scar from fighting Doflamingo when he went to beat him up after Rosinante told him about his past. Wulf was 16, Doflamingo 18. According to Wulf, Doflamingo "wet himself" when Wulf entered his Zoan form

- befriended Rosinante because Rosinante gave him a light during a smoke break when they were 16

- wears a white tank top 99% of the time, on ceremonies and on duty as a Marine, wears the Marine cloak over his tank top

Personality: has a deep but pleasant voice, talks rough & swears a lot, can get heated when trying to help but means well, will pick a fight for the tiniest things, best wingman, observant

Nietzsche

Marine Rank: Lieutenant

Age: 25

Height: 1.90 m

Favourite Food: Donuts & pastries

Least Favourite Food: Potatoes

- only one with a braincell, in charge of intelligence & communications within the corps

Montés

Rank: Lieutenant

Age: 24

Height: 187 cm

Favourite food: warm soba, anything warm with noodles

Least favourite food: salty food

Castor

Height: 174 cm

Age: 21

Favourite food: squid & coconut

Least favourite food: stew

Favourite drink: beer, coconut milk

Least favourite drink: red wine

- pretty vulgar

Bandi

Rank: Lieutenant

Age: 24

Job: Field Medic & Surveillance

Haki: Observation Haki, Armament Haki

Devil Fruit: Telepathy Fruit

Favourite Food: Chiffon Cake

Least Favourite Food: Crabfish

- He's selectively mute bcs he's very shy. He communicates with his telepathy fruit to others, and can choose who hears his voice. Talks a bit with Rosinante & his crew; they are the only ones in entire Marines who heard him speak.

A/N: Bandi is mine, he's mine, mine mine I love him, would marry him. I love him.

Hibou

Rank: Ensign (16), Lieutenant (20)

Height (16): 164cm (16), 170 cm (20)

Devil Fruit: Bird Bird Zoan Fruit Model Owl

Favourite Food: Takoyaki

Least Favourite food: Chicken Wings

- looks like a cinnamon roll, could kill you

- scariest mfr on the team

- absolute sweetheart

- breaks Doflamingo’s lower leg with Armament Haki

Now for the snippets! 😊

Wulf & Rosinante First Meetig (both are 16)

“Man, it got hot in there,” muttered the white-haired, dark-skinned teen, grabbing his white tank top, cooling himself off by flapping it. “Thanks for the light.”

He exhaled a puff of smoke.

“No problem,” said Rosinante, glancing away to the bay. 

Wulf (16) talking about fighting Doflamingo (18) with Rosinante (16)

“Get yourself comfortable, saint. Have I got a great fight to tell you about. So, there we were, docked at Oregon Island in the south bay, while your brother’s ship - some pink insult to all flamingos, really -” Rosinante giggled as Wuf continued talking, “was docked at the north bay. So I snuck out and was there within two minutes in my zoan form. Then I switched back and walked around the port a bit, looking for some form of pink.. and lo and behold, ten feet tall blond mannequin of absolute dreadful fashion was on the other side of the street talking up a girl, but she was clearly not into those tiger print pants and red leather jacket with a fucking pink fur collar, five seas, it was terrible, he’s eighteen, he should dress better if he wants to get girls.”

“Oooh, it was so good, Rosinante. I swaggered on over, but not your brother’s weird bird mating dance walk where he shoves his cock in the girl’s face. I wish I was joking, man, he actually walks like that. Chill, flamingo, what are you, a male escort -”

“Wulf -” gasped Rosinante, unable to breathe.

He was going to choke. Rosinante was going to choke. He was laughing so much he was crying. He couldn’t eat the crackers or he’d be put in the hospital bed next.

“She wasn’t into you,” said Wulf. He smirked cruelly at the eighteen-year-old blond pirate. “Can’t blame her, any girl in her right mind would run for the hills when you smile like a creep at them. The only girls you’re ever gonna get are the ones you pay for, because nobody would date a walking pink fur.”

Rosinante squawked like a frog. He was bent over, clutching his stomach, laughing.

“He was raring to go. I could tell. He said: You stole my fun for the night, mutt.”

“And then I said: Only seems fair for what you did to my mate, bird dick. And then. I. Smashed. My. Armament. Fist. Into. His. Face.”

“And boy, did he fly then.”

Rosinante (22) & Wulf (22) going out to drinks

“Exactly,” said Wulf. “Now move your ass, prince charming. You’re gonna get yourself a girlfriend — not a one-night stand, mind you, those don’t count! — or I won’t be called Wulf the Direwolf.”

“You don’t have a girlfriend, either, Wulf...” muttered Rosinante, letting himself be dragged along the corridor of the marine barracks.

“Keep it up and I’ll throw you all the way up to Mariejois, saint.” said Wulf.

Rosinante chuckled.

Crow Corps (all together)

“Rise and shine!” said Rosinante cheerily, pulling back the blinds of the living room.

Numerous groans filled the living room where his fellow six marines slept when the sunlight hit their faces.

“I give you thirty seconds to pull those things back, Commander.” muttered Nietzsche, face buried in the pillow, flicking open his right eye, purple iris glowing in the sunlight under his purple hair.

“I give him ten before I throw him all the way across the island and explain to his wife why she’s become a widow,” muttered Wulf sleepily, rolling over, eyes shut.

Bandi groaned inside his throat, burrowing his head into the sheet, the dark brown tousles of his hair strewn all around.

Castor and Montés were still sleeping, undisturbed by the sunlight. Castor’s snores were only interrupted with his mumble of, “Coconut oil…” as he turned around in his spread-out sleeping position, the blue bead hair tie holding his light russett bangs up while the rest of his ruffled hair laid in disarray on the pillow.

“Commander Donquixote is a sadist,” muttered Hibou hoarsely, hiding under the pillow, holding his hands pressed firmly over it so nobody could toss it off his blond head. “Sadist.”

Doflamingo & Crow Corps (after Rosinante's death)

“Hello, gentlemen,” said Doflamingo. You gasped, turning to your window. Doflamingo was sitting on the windowsill, arms crossed over his chest, the spring wind breezing in through the open space, ruffling his feathery spikes of blond hair along with the pink feathers of his coat.

A sharp, wide smile of a knife was stretched across his devastating face; your gut sunk with fear. It was sunrise of a Saturday.

Rosinante’s crew shot up at the moment they heard Doflamingo’s voice, their arms coating themselves with Armament Haki.

Wulf growled, his throat vibrating.

“You,” said Wulf.

The air grew thick with the murderous intent of six marines staring down the warlord, wishing nothing else but to kill him.

Doflamingo didn’t move, completely relaxed, lounging on the windowsill, his sunglasses and face turned toward you.

“Would you look at that,” said Doflamingo conversationally, the orange and red light of the sun casting itself on his face, painting him devillishly. “Sunrise on a Saturday.”

He sat up, uncrossing his arms. He stepped down from the windowsill. Tears threatened at your eyes. 

Wulf narrowed his black eyes at Doflamingo.

“She’s mine for the next forty-eight hours,” said Doflamingo, deep voice resounding across your living room. “So be good little marine dogs and get lost.”

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[wauzmons]

Crabfish, 3D printed with the Elysian Eclipse model export function.

[milflewis]

gimme sth w 49 - self sacrificial. im in a mood. also love you

49. Self-sacrificial

"I am going to do it tonight."

Carlos taps at his phone, selecting two words for Connections. Tuna and sword are both fish. "Okay."

"I am. I have decided - we have decided."

"Okay."

What the fuck is a grouse? The English language is completely ridiculous, in Carlos' opinion.

"Monaco is tomorrow, Carlos, I must do something."

Carlos looks up at that. There are circles under Charles' eyes, blue and delicate. Everything about Charles looks delicate. There are always circles under Charles' eyes recently.

You have a face for dying, Carlos thinks about telling him. Most of the things Carlos thinks about telling him go unsaid.

"If you say," Carlos goes with instead. He opens up Google on another tab.

Grouse /ɡraʊs/

noun

noun: grouse; plural noun: grouse

a medium to large game bird with a plump body and feathered legs, the male being larger and more brightly coloured than the female.

verb

verb: grouse; 3rd person present: grouses; past tense: groused; past participle: groused; gerund or present participle: grousing

complain about something trivial; grumble. "she heard him grousing about his assistant"

So, not a fish.

"Yes, I am saying."

"Yeah." Carlos is sure there is a fish that is like the church. He looks at the words again. Monk? That sounds not entirely wrong. "I heard you."

Carlos sees Charles' hands twist in his lap out of the corner of his eye. He knows exactly how soft the skin is between Charles' fingers, though they have never held hands out in public.

Surely there is a crabfish. That could work. Carlos presses SUBMIT. That was his last guess. The category was: __FISH. What the fuck is a silverfish?

"I can't say no to them now."

Carlos exhales. He powers off his phone, slipping it back into his jean pocket. He stands up. Thank fuck he never took off his shoes when he came over to Charles' hotel room, Charles insisting that they need to talk before morning.

Carlos has already said everything he needs to say. Charles will not hear it. Or he does, but simply does not care. Carlos prefers to think about it like this - Charles not caring about him, rather than him not caring enough.

"No," Carlos gives him, allows him, because there are circles under Charles' eyes and Carlos is never going to hold his hand again, won't know how the skin there changes as he grows old, and he has always been weak. "You can't."

Ferrari has always been Charles', and after tonight, Charles will always be Ferrari's.

[trucydoll]

not my crabfish becoming a candy assman

[delightingintragedy]

Sun Correspondences

From Christian Astrology by William Lilly

(It is mostly word for word. I tried to format it to fit into a nice correspondence list, but the information itself is untouched.)

Zodiac: Rules Leo. Detriment in Aquarius, Exalted in Aries, Fall in Libra.

Nature: Naturally Hot, Dry, but more temperate than Mars, is a Masculine, Diurnal Planet, Equivalent, if well dignified to a Fortune.

Profession: Kings, Princes, Emperors, & Dukes, Marquesses, Earls, Barons, Lieutenants, Deputy-Lieutenants of Counties, Magistrates, Gentlemen in general, Courtiers, desirers of Honour and preferment, Justices of Peace, Majors, High-Sheriffs, High-Constables, great Huntsmen, Stewards of Noblemen's houses, the principal Magistrate of any City, Town, Castle or Country Village; yea, thought a petty Constable, where no better, or greater Officer is; Goldsmiths, Braziers, Pewterers, Coppersmiths, Minters of Money.

Sicknesses: Pimple in the Face, Palpitation or Trembling, or any Diseases of the Brain or Heart, Tympanies, Infirmities of the Eyes, Cramps, sudden swoonings, Diseases of the Mouth, and stinking Breaths, Catarrhs, rotten Fevers; principally in man he governs the Heart, the Brain and right Eye, and vital Spirit, in Women the left Eye.

Colours: Yellow, the colour of Gold, the Scarlet or clear Red, some say Purple.

Savours: A mixture of Sour and Sweet together, or the Aromatical flavour, being a little Bitter and Stiptical, but withal Confortative and a little sharp.

Herbs: Those Plants which are subject to the Sun do smell pleasantly, are of good savour, their Flowers are yellow or reddish, are in growth of Majestic form, they love open and Sunshine places, their principal Virtue is to strengthen the Heart, and comfort the Vitals, to clear the Eyesight, resist Poison, or to dissolve any Witchery, or Malignant Planetary Influences; and they are Saffron, the Laurel, the Pomecitron, the Vine, Enula Campana, Saint John's Wort, Amber, Musk, Ginger, Herbgrace, Balm, Marigold, Rosemary, Rosa solis, Cinnamon, Celandine, Eyebright, Peony, Barley, Cinquefoil, Spikenard, Lignum Aloes, Arsenic.

Trees: Ash tree, Palm, Laurel tree, the Myrrh tree, Frankincense, the Cane tree or plant, the Cedar, Heletrepion, the Orange and Lemon tree.

Beasts: The Lion, the Horse, the Ram, the Crocodile, the Bull, Goat, Nightworms or Glowworms.

Fishes: The Sea Calf or Sea Fox, the Crabfish, the Starfish.

Birds: The Eagle, the Cock, the Phoenix, Nightingale, Peacock, the Swan, the Buzzard, the fly Cantharis, the Goshawk.

Places: Houses, Courts of Princes, Palaces, Theatres, all magnificent Structures being clear and decent, Halls, Dining Rooms.

Minerals: Gold

Stones: The Hyacinth, Chrysolite, Adamant, Carbuncle, the Etites stone found in Eagle's nests, the Pantaure, if such a stone be the Ruby.

Weather: He produces weather according to the season; in the Spring gentle moistening Showers; in the Summer heat in extremity if with Mars; in Autumn mists; in Winter small Rain.

Winds: Eastern Winds

Element: Fire

Angel: Michael

Planetary Alliances: His Friends are all of the Planets except Saturn, who is his Enemy.

Week Day: Sunday

Correspondence posts for the other planets: [Moon] [Mercury] [Venus] [Mars] [Jupiter] [Saturn]

[rounderhouse]

my brain went:

welcome back crabfish

do with this whatever you will, your writing is great <3

it's me. the crabfish

(ty)

[killerseventynine]

Tumblr is a place to be yourself

@crabfisher

[tennco]

it's gotta radiate heat, i mean okuu's probably incredibly warm in general. i wanna think it's an unblinking, crystal-ish thing just because it must be very uncomfortable to have an actual organic eye on your chest. unless it's like, completely unfeeling.

wonder how the yatagarasu's eye feels for okuu. is it an actual eye? is it like a gem? can you tuch it? boob? three boob? many questions

[whipplefilter]

So tractors are cows in this universe & milk is implied to exist in Cars since Mater mentions ice cream?

Where does the dairy products come from? Are the tractors uddered milk or oil? Does the milk come in some form of oil?

I am not someone who subscribes to the idea that the Cars world and ours are 1:1 analogues of each other--by which I mean, I don't personally think that everything in our world has a direct translation in theirs, or that certain things are equatable in a find & replace kind of way. I think the worlds translate by idiom instead.

Does the Cars world have cows? I mean, maybe. Like you said, they have ice cream. And wasabi, though I guess plants are things the cars definitely have. The boat at the beginning of Cars 2 mentions crabfishing, and Cruz also mentions crabs.

Honestly, I'm kind of in love with the idea that the only animals that exist in the Cars world are crustaceans. Just crabs. There's something charmingly Hitchhiker's Guide about the notion.

So let's say there aren't cows, because there are ONLY crabs (and once upon a time, dinosaurs).

Maybe it's ice cream made with almond milk. I've written previously about Mack's old job having been long-haul trucking for honeybees, from Florida in the winter to California for the almond-growing season.

Do tractors supply dairy products, are they uddered, or does milk come in some form of oil? I'd say no, just because if we're talking about machines as machines, there'd be very little reason to routinely supply your car with oil from a tractor. For the sake of your engine, that sounds like a horrible idea!