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2d-beefcakes-my-beloveds · 6 months ago

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OC Marina Grayson

As a young man, Orm fell in love with a marine researcher. When she didn't return the next year with the pod of dolphins she was studying, he assumed she had been killed over their relationship bc it's something his father would've done. When he finds out it's actually bc he's a father and small children aren't allowed on research vessels, he peacefully abdicates the throne to his brother so he can marry the love of his life and raise his daughter in Gotham. Since he has the wealth of the ocean at his disposal, he purchases the local aquarium so they can still do marine research and start sharing some Atlantean knowledge with the surface world in order to help environmental awareness.

(HC for all Atlanteans) Atlanteans have scales they can display at will, and coloring is indicative of familial line. They also have facial markings when underwater and generally the bolder the better; more fierce and therefore beautiful. Orm inherited a Siren's Voice from his mother, and Marina was able to prove her ancestry with her Royal Gold scales and the incredibly rare Siren's Voice. Her facial markings look similar to a goth egirl, and are considered the height of Atlantean beauty. When she does her makeup on land she mostly just adds back her natural features, though the specific colors and shaping might vary a little. Dick is considered kinda ugly in Atlantis without the domino mask.

Because of her vocal ability, she had to visit Atlantis fairly often for training in control and as a backup heir to the throne. She was trained in traditional combat using a trident, but she's never felt right with the thought of ever needing to use it to take a life. The Atlantean public loves their kind and gentle surface princess, but the other court families think she's too free spirited and want to push their sons on her to keep the Voice within Atlantis.

She was Dick's classmate and acquaintances at the very least until she saved him from drowning in Gotham Harbor when they were 11. She dived in to rescue Robin, and was shocked to hear her classmate's voice thanking her. She paired up with Dick on their next school project so she could have an excuse to visit the Manor. She then confesses to Dick, Bruce, and Alfred to having figured out their secret, and tells them about her being Atlantean to show she's not intentionally a threat.

She and Dick become good friends after this since they can talk about their secret lives, and she joins the original Teen Titans when they form. She wrote the choreography for the team's lip-sync and dance videos for their official YouTube channel since, as younger millennials, they were some of the first heroes to publicly goof off on the internet in costume.

At one point during a school dance, she slapped her own date for calling her best friend a "dirty gypsy." There was a month or so when they were 15 where Dick did date Starfire, but there's no hard feelings or jealousy from it.

In high school, she was a competitive diver and worked at the aquarium as a mermaid in the shark exhibit in her spare time. She picked up air ribbon acrobatics as well because it's the closest thing she can do on land that feels like being underwater.

I'm undecided as of yet how they started dating, but Dick proposed with his mother's necklace. Some Romani vistas (I've heard) use coin necklaces, so I think he'd use his mom's the same way ppl use heirloom rings. It amuses Wally to no end that Circus Boy has a royal title and his favorite teasing nickname is "Your Highness."

Marina quit being a vigilante as they got older because it was getting harder to pull her punches as she got stronger. She recognized that it would be devastating for Surface-Atlantean relations if either the Princess or a representative hero killed someone even on accident, so stepped back to be a more supportive role as Surface Ambassador and post patrol medical assistance. Most of her work as Surface Ambassador involves negotiating ocean cleanup and environmental improvements on a governmental level with the various world powers.

She absolutely does not want to inherit the Atlantean throne. She despised her tenure as Regent while Arthur was dead before he was brought back to life in Darkest Night, and gave the throne back the very next day so she could go home.

While Bruce was stuck in the time stream, she was fully on board with Dick over legally adopting Damian. Sometimes he'll actually call her Ummi since she's more affectionate than Talia, especially when he's overtired. She does eventually adopt him under Atlantean law by challenging Talia for Mother's Rights. Since their fight was underwater due to Atlantean rules and Talia wanting whatever's best for her son, Marina wins and Damian is technically royalty as well now too. She's not even mad that Talia let her win, and gains a new respect for her as a mother who's willing to let her child go for a healthier upbringing than she could give.

When at home or for some semblance of privacy in public, Dick and Marina speak a blend of English and as much Romani as Dick can remember. Sometimes they'll include some Atlantean for extra security in public, but as English is Marina's first language they don't usually bother.

In the public eye on the surface, Dick is considered the trophy husband with a day job as a detective. He kinda loves their visits to Atlantis bc he's actually taken seriously as Dick Grayson without his pretty privilege. He can actually be his fully intelligent self there without the Atlantean public being shocked that he has more than a single brain cell.

Marina fully encourages sibling shenanigans amount the younger Batfam. She and Dick used to prank Bruce after all, and it's good and healthy bonding for them.

Jason is the adorable little brother who was taken too soon and came back angry yet still just as loved. She's kinda neutral about Tim but fully supports his tinkering and pranking shenanigans, and he likes her coffee more than Alfred's. Unfortunately I haven't known about most of the rest of the younger members long enough to have any relationship specifics in mind, but she's kinda like the cool auntie to all of them who will absolutely provide mischief supplies and assistance. No questions asked, just immediate "here you go I didn't see or hear anything."

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blueiscoool · 1 year ago

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8,000-Year-Old Dolphin Bones Found in U.K.

A man has discovered 8,000-year-old dolphin bones while digging in his back garden.

Paul McDonald, 44, was digging a swimming pool for his children when he struck a bone of the 10ft foot mammal with his digger. The bottlenose dolphin is thought to have washed up on an ancient shoreline after the last Ice Age.

Archaeologists have described the prehistoric discovery in Causewayhead, Stirling, as "the find of a lifetime".

The father-of-four said he recognised the dolphin's skull by its long snout, rows of teeth and unmistakable shape.

The bones were preserved in clay, around 80cm below the current ground level, for what is thought to have been up to 8,000 years.

With them was a broken tool made from deer antler, which would have been used to carve the meat.

It is thought the dolphin was made into a meal by local hunter gatherers.

Mr McDonald, a medical rep in orthopaedics, who works with bones himself, said: "I was digging away in the swimming pool when I caught something unusual. I rolled it back and came down and pulled it out.

"I saw the roundness of the skull and then saw the snout and teeth and I knew right away it was a dolphin.

"I googled bottlenose and thought 'wow'. Stuck in clay at that depth I knew it must be old. Now a tool has been found that tells us more about what was going on, it's mind blowing.

"We bought the house six years ago and I've found a few interesting things, like old bottles and coins, but I've always wanted to find something like this."

The skull has been removed by experts from the National Museums Scotland (NMS) so it can be analysed, while the rest of the skeleton will be fully excavated.

Stirling archaeologist Dr Murray Cook said the discovery could be the first of its kind in Scotland in over a century.

The last whale bones found near Stirling were in 1897 but there are no recent records of dolphin discoveries.

Dr Cook said: "It is the find of a lifetime. I don't think one of these has ever been subject to modern excavation.

"After the Ice Age, following the retreat of the ice, this area was a vast inland sea teeming with life.

"Our earliest ancestors would have been walking the shoreline every day for food such as seaweed and shellfish and if a seal, a whale or a dolphin washed up it would be carved into almost immediately.

"The tool made from antler tine means that they were hacking into the dolphin and that's tremendously exciting. The tip has broken off - we still hope to find it - and they've discarded it."

Andrew Kitchener, principal curator of vertebrates at NMS, said: "I've been at the museum for 35 years and this is the first time something has emerged from the clay like this. It is a really interesting and important find.

"It seems like it's a stranded animal that's just sunk into the clay and been preserved all this time until Paul uncovered it, which is kind of a miracle really."

Mr Kitchener said there was lots of analysis to be done, but after they get the bones radiocarbon dated, they can work out the age. "It's fairly small so possibly a female, and its teeth are fairly worn which suggests it's an older animal.

"We're only at the beginning. It's just exciting to see it emerging from the clay."

The bones in isolation are owned by Mr McDonald, but the antler tool could be declared Treasure Trove, which may mean he could win a reward as the finder.

He said: "I'm just happy to find it and make sure it's looked after and people get to see it."

#8000-Year-Old Dolphin Bones Found in U.K.#Causewayhead #fossils #ancient artifacts #archeology #archeolgst #history #history news #ancient history #prehistoric skeleton

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rodrigobera04 · 6 months ago

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Now the fairy type:

FAIRY pure

Tanuki paws the ground to create magic.

Drop of paint transforming into a magical portrait.

Moth pixie eat fabric and materialize them into "clothes" on their bodies.

Little alphanim animal releasing sugar around the environment.

Little thieving imps, making noises in houses at night.

Cradle in the shape of a horse, placing babies and rocking them to sleep.

Monster wearing masks to hide her face; has varieties with different masks.

Fairy using long objects like wands, varying by habitat.

Festive fairy with blow toy nose that makes a funny noise.

FAIRY/ FIRE

Cartoonish sun that makes the plants grow and melts the winter snow.

Bear monster with hot fur, giving warmth to the sick and heating food.

Phoenix evolving and returning to its pre-evolution when it burns.

Cake fulfilling the wishes of those who blow out their candle.

Gingerbread man warming his surroundings like an oven.

Peaceful fire elemental cornsnake, blowing flames to hunt.

Swamp witch formed by colored gas fire.

Dolphin performing the circus act of jumping into a ring of fire.

Saci creates swirls of smoke and embers when it spins.

FAIRY/ BUG

Predatory firefly, using its light to trick volbeats into eating them.

Cockroach beneficial for eating garbage and leaving cities clean.

Dryad leaf insect, imitating leaves and attacking anyone who threatens its tree.

Hamadriad skater insect gliding on the surface of the water on tiptoe.

Beetle painted like dominoes, looking for one with similar spots to pair with.

Literal bugbear,bedbug boogeyman biting children.

Spitting insect trapping opponents in sweet resin.

Woolly aphid like a sheep, herded by ant Pokémon.

Crayfish cutting fishing nets, similar to yokai amikiri.

FAIRY/ ELECTRIC

Traveling park stuffed animal, manipulating light.

Night light fairy, its wings shine and wards off dark and ghost Pokémon.

Sprite made of colorful rays, giving light in the night sky.

Musical artist dancing in the rain and creating electrical energy.

Animal made of pixels, based on game mascots like Mario and Kirby.

Fairy furry animal, the static of its fur tickles anyone who touches it.

Deer stylized as lightning, attracting rain wherever it goes.

Kid's show mascot traveling through broadcast waves and materializing into energy.

Lemon tree fairy with thorns and a sour taste to avoid being preyed upon.

FAIRY/FIGHTING

Sumo fighter mascot, crushing his opponent.

Ballerina gazelle with sharp hooves, hurting its predator with elegance.

Fairy fish protecting lake fauna from fishermen.

Camouflaged gnome protecting forests from lumberjacks;counterpart of the fish fairy.

Jester monkey using sticks to perform his comedic shows.

Pixie with large hands to throw punches, in contrast to her elusiveness and lightness.

Two-headed monster with heads like cheerleader pompoms, doing dance moves.

Superhero fairy made of sweets, homage to Anpanman.

Colorful Yaksha, protector of mountains, seeking adversaries.

FAIRY/ STEEL

Nymph of a wishing fountain, decorated with coins thrown into the water.

Angelic bells tolling and warding off evil spirits.

Kobold covered in cobalt, rivaling miners in mines.

Metallic fairy looking like a necklace, hanging from its chain arms.

Metal hag, tearing the victim with knife-sharp nails.

Sweet soda fairy, inside a can, able to gush out like a jet.

Horseshoe magnet attracting good vibrations and luck with its mythical magnetism.

Bird with a flute beak creating little birds like a sound when it blows.

Wind-up toy, its real body is the key that moves the metallic body of different appearances.

FAIRY/ FLYING

Flying being modeling clouds into animal shapes.

Downy sylph carrying seeds and pollen on its body by the wind.

Dove doing magic tricks, like taking handkerchiefs from his chest.

Animal with bee wings and bear face, pollinator.

Flying cow being carried by the wind, like in the movies.

Glider gecko, looking like a paper cutout.

Creature like a mermaid with a magical voice and wings like hair.

Airy and songful spirit of the gardens, mixing insects and birds.

Nest-shaped winged creature with three small avinoids inside.

FAIRY/ ICE

Serow making his way through the snow with his long legs.

Ice jar with berry juice inside that cures burn status.

Polar mermaid with a seal coat, like a selkie.

Mangalitsa pig with its fur forming an elegant snowy coat.

Snow angel, a snow being with icy wings, but cannot fly.

Melted ice cream slug launching its shell cone like a harpoon.

Floral fairy that blooms in spring after being covered with snow.

Little critter looking like a rabbit with long ears worn like a scarf.

Troll with no mouth, just an ice stalactite for its nose, sneezing in blizzard winds.

FAIRY/ WATER

Reef fish making corals with their almost inaudible sounds.

Magical water bird, capable of changing its shape; confused with Nessie.

Kissing frog, believing that he will evolve into a prince like that.

Kaiju with a waterfall on its back that creates laminated rainbows.

Aquatic animal filling with water and bursting like a balloon.

Archer fish looking like a water gun.

Ondine creating bubbles to purify polluted water.

Sea lilies flying across the surface of the water, dancing in the sea current.

Gardener mole splashing water through its nose like a watering can.

FAIRY/ ROCK

Fairy holding a lollipop-shaped stone.

Friendly Anurognathus took care of dinosaurs by eating parasites.

Marble nymph watching over and preserving gardens.

Cave knocker with eyes like lanterns and bat ears.

Candy/porcelain crab with a colorful rocky shell.

Predatory troll disguised by day as a garden gnome.

Sea snail collecting various colorful shells that are glued to its adhesive body.

Brontosaurid like animal with a long neck, wearing magical collars.

Lion dog imitating statues, aggressive when its home is invaded.

FAIRY/ GROUND

Mole lizard colored like a gummy worm.

Venus of Willendorf gnome made from fertile clay.

Desert rose, made of shiny sand.

Yokai broom spreading dust but cleaning curses, based on hahakigami.

Turtle with a fairy circle on its shell.

Craftsman pokémon hiding inside an animal-shaped jar he built.

Imp with different shaped feet, creating strange and confusing footprints.

Mud creature attracting prey, like a mud mermaid.

Magical starfish, creating bodies made of sand.

FAIRY/ NORMAL

Witch's familiar, looking like a strange animal.

Colorful creature, made of several toys grouped together.

Gnomes with long beards, even females.

Fairy with antennas in the shape of a musical note, making noises like a cricket.

Creature making scribbles with its claws like colored pencils.

Hairy, horned creature, a dancer appearing at seasonal festivals.

Armadillo used in games involving balls,made of rubber.

Furry little critter, its dense fur hides objects and cushions impacts.

Monotreme monster, caring for orphaned eggs and chicks.

FAIRY/GRASS

Cocoa cut like a mug, with hot chocolate inside.

Little elf building a castle made of mushrooms.

Alraune with a root tail, like a mermaid, singing.

Marsupial guarding seedlings, seeds and flowers in its marsupium.

Fairy lantern stealing energy from roots to fuel its bioluminescence.

Lily of the valley making bell or harp noises with its musical flowers.

Colorful corn releasing its kernels that explode like popcorn.

wooden trunk with wooden ears like literal ears, listening to the flora.

#THE FINAL FAIRY MYTHICAL:

Quill pen fairy, fairy/normal, using her ink to tell stories and change the course of reality.

We're done for now.

#fakemon #pokemon #fairy type #fairy fakemon

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clavissionary-position · 2 years ago

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Emma and the Curious Case of Silvio's XXXXXX

a fancy fanfic (𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦)

TRULY TRULY CURSED SMUTTY CRACK . NSFW . MDNI

T'was but an ordinary dawning upon the coastal abode of the Benitoitian Royal Family. Dolphins procreated with great merriment and vigor in the champagne-like waters surrounding the palace. Fishermen who'd been tossed overboard by neighborhood pirates swam to shore in various stages of amnesia. Crabs slinking out of tide-pools did silly little dances.

But soft, now! For our heroine approaches. Emma shuts the door with a loud jangle after entering, and then skips all Disney-like toward her lover.

The ritzy prince pacing his seaside bedroom stops in his tracks. The distressing sound of dolphins in their erotic busywork echoes off the walls. And as Emma approaches, he turns and says:

"Woman, I have an itch in my balls."

And what an itch it is. A cold sweat clings to the prince, even with the weather approaching rectal temperatures. The itch that possessed his testicles this day could not be assuaged by his hand alone.

Asking Emma to handle it would be too much for him, so he had a ball-scratcher (gilded) prepared for her to use instead of her hand. The handle was ten feet long, because the metal-smiths were too limited by current technology to produce twenty feet of rod. If this was the sort of half-arsed craftsmanship Silvio's investment went toward, he was better off using his coins as tiny coasters for his condoms. A foolish idea, perhaps, but they said the same thing of all visionaries.

Emma clears her throat. "Are you thinking about your condom coasters again?"

"It's a damn good idea," barks Silvio. "Now come here. Not that close. Pick up that rod."

Emma tries to lift 10 feet of gold to little success. She topples under the weight and lands like an anime character at a perfect 180-degree angle.

Fuck, thinks Silvio, fuckishly, as his heart lurches at the thought of injury befalling his precious pearl. He hadn't taken into account Emma's scrawny lady limbs. He'd have to put her to work on one of his ships to build up muscle mass so that she can eventually wield the ball-scratcher and save Silvio from his agony.

Except he doesn't have that kind of time, dammit!

His gaze darts around the room. Surely there is something else she can use to—aha!

"Woman." He appraises her. "Are you okay?"

"I think my arm's broken but—"

"Perfect. Grab that bed post."

"It's attached to your bed."

"You'll never know unless you try."

Emma makes a ??? expression before Disney-ing over to his bed. "How do you want me to do this?"

Silvio opera-singer-moans as the itch crests into a firey inferno in his pants. "I don't care how you do it, just do it."

Emma stares blankly. "That doesn't really help."

"Shuddup. And hurry. Before it's too late!" He falls to his knees and stares up at the ceiling with glassy eyes. "Hurry."

Emma rolls her eyes. "Drama Queen. Why don't you take the bed post off yourself?"

Silvio points at himself emphatically without looking away from the ceiling. "Do I look to be in any shape to do that?"

Finally Emma sighs and walks over to stand above him. "Hump my leg."

Silvio nearly snaps his neck with how fast he turns to look at her. "What?"

"Hump my leg until the itch goes away." Emma's eyes are dark with conviction and a little something else.

"I ain't a fucking dog!"

"Aren't you tho?"

Silvio growls, and it sounds very dog-like. "Do you think you can handle it?"

"I can handle your regular thrusts just fine. I don't see how this would be anything different." Oh, but the way her lashes flutter around her salacious gaze. If only those dolphins outside would stop with their coital carnage so Silvio can enjoy this moment. If only his balls would cease their torment.

"Don't say I didn't warn you." And before Emma can react, he takes her in his arms, straddles her thigh, shoves his tongue down her throat, and begins heartily, yo-ho-ho-ily rocking his hips so as to erase the entire concept of an itch from the surface of his sperm-repositories.

"Oh my... Oh my god... Si... Sil..." Emma can barely get a word out between the excavation being conducted inside her mouth and the fire-starting friction upon her thigh.

"I'm sorry," he whispers, breath ragged. He wants to say it again, parts his lips as if he might, but he's not the type of man who can say it more than once. Instead his lips devour her again and again as she wraps one arm around his neck. And the other around his back to soothe him despite the violent motions of his body.

At some point the itch turns into that sacred, sinful need for release. The warm pumping sensation in his groin builds to a height he's never once experienced before this. And all because he's humping his woman like a dog.

Oh for the love of--is there any way to turn those goddamn dolphins off!?

Unable to cross the edge into rapture, Silvio slowly eases himself to a stop and drops limp and annoyed onto his bed, Emma still wrapped in his arms.

Emma's breathing is hot and chaotic in his ears, but at least he can't hear those nasty ocean bastards anymore. Damn, she must be just as frustrated as he is. The least he can do is help her out, right?

He turns his face and to his surprise Emma kisses him first. Then pulls away just as quick. "Sorry."

"Idiot." Silvio grabs the back of her head and crushes their faces together again. His other hand searches her out between her legs. As her wetness coats his fingers, he finds himself overcome with a strange kind of peace. The kind that could spur any man into poetry.

Silvio tries.

Roses are red My color is blue Condoms need coasters It's so fucking true

Genius.

Emma whimpers into his wet kisses. "Are you... thinking... about those... stupid... coasters right... now!?"

Silvio smiles. "I'm always thinking about those coasters."

The end.

Am I allowed to say that xxsycamore's brilliant fic inspired me? Because it did? But also this started off as a crack fic about Emma being obsessed with Silvio's pubes. It's late. I should go to sleep.

#ikemen prince #silvio ricci #ikepri crack folder #ikepri writing folder

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vendily-blog · 1 year ago

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Super Mario Wonder's Badges

So one of the new features of Super Mario Wonder is the Badges, which can create effects on the gameplay from adding new active movement options, passive abilities, or what seems to be challenge badges to add some spice to easy areas. Keeping the rest under a read more to not be obnoxiously long.

Speculating, perhaps there is 9 Active Badges (7 Confirmed), 9 Boost Badges (6 Confirmed), and 6 Challenge (speculative name) Badges (2 Confirmed). As it seems to fit nicely in the grid like that.

It also seems like there's an auto equip feature with Prince's Choice, probably picking the recommended badge for each level.

One other thing is the fact that the badge is worn by Prince Florian, and it changes his Idle animation, to show the icon of the equipped badge.

While I can't confirm this is the case in the course, in the badge menu, Florian's picture changes to show the equipped badge, or none, and those reflect the colour and shape of the badge type.

But something I am sure of is the petals that appear when a badge's effects trigger. Active Badges produce a orange petal effect, Boost Badges a blue petal effect, and the Jet Run challenge badge produces yellow-purple petals. (Invisibility does not produce any petals, but I feel that would defeat the point of the badge if it did.)

The remainder of this post is the badge icons matched up with their descriptions.

Parachute Cap – "While in midair, press [R] or shake the controller to open your hat and float slowly downward."

Wall-Jump Climb – "Jump against a wall and then press [A] to jump straight up once."

Dolphin Kick – "While underwater, press [R] or shake the controller to unleash a brief burst of speed." The Direct also reveals that this badge can smash through breakable blocks, though I'm unsure if that is still the case if you are Small Mario, as rolling into bricks in the 3D titles while small does not break them.

Floating High Jump – "Jump higher than usual and momentarily float." So like... Luigi physics with Peach's Glide? This one wasn't shown in the Direct actively, and I haven't spotted a point I can conclude is this badge equipped.

Crouching High Jump – "Crouch and charge up power to jump higher than usual." Looking at the video footage, it seems to take about 30 frames (at 60fps) to charge up the high jump, so about half a second of holding down.

Timed High Jump – "Time consecutive jumps just right to jump higher than usual. You'll even jump high on sand." The explicit wording of this has me wonder if the previous two high jump badges don't work as effectively on sand.

Grappling Vine – "While in midair, press [R] or shake the controller to launch a vine that can grab a wall." I'm not sure if there is a max range on the Grappling vine.

Coin Reward – "Earn coins for defeating enemies." Is this just regular coins? Not purple ones?

Auto Super Mushroom – "Start a course with a Super Mushroom power-up."

I don't know what this one is called, nor what effects it might have. It was never selected during the Direct, and it wasn't one of the showcased badges. It's barely visible as a badge sold in a Poplin Shop. I did notice some Wonder effects had timers on them, but I don't know if this has any relation to that.

Safety Bounce – "Bounce out of pits, lava, or poison swamps just one time per fall." During the Direct, we do see the Safety Bounce's effect. When activated, it produces a trail of blue petals, until the holder touches the ground again. It might be showing that the badge's effect is spent for this fall.

Sensor I don't have an in-game description, but the narrator says it "finds important items". It seems to be tracking the purple 10 coin, as earlier on, we see collecting it creates a small display of 10 coins in the level to collect, like Star coins in earlier entries.

Coin Magnet I don't have an in-game description, but it draws in nearby coins. We see it working on purple coins, and the icon shows regular coins, so I think it's safe to say that it works on both types of coins.

Jet Run I don't have an in-game description, but it seems to force Mario into a constant run, as well as giving him more air time after running off a platform.

Invisibility Sorry that I don't have a cleaner version of the icon, it was never shown without what appears to be a "New Badge" exclamation mark icon. It causes the player to be completely invisible. Though I can't be certain of the invisible player's position, the shelled enemy is shown to curl up and roll at Mario earlier in the direct, so it seems to prevent enemies from detecting you, sort of like the Goomba mask.

#mario #super mario wonder #mine #spoilers #super mario bros wonder

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the-coiner-prince · 2 years ago

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Femnonconformetherealic

[ fem(inine) + non-conform(ing) + etherealic ~~ femnonconformetherealic ]

A gender in the etherealic system where one feels feminine and ethereal in a queer and gender non-conforming way .

[ flag ID : two rectangular flags . the first one has seven diagonal cloud shaped stripes , the colours from top to bottom are : dolphin grey , lavender grey , dull pastel purple , pale rose , oyster pink , dolphin grey , and lavender grey . the second flag has thirteen stripes alternating between thick and thin , being the first on top thick , the colours from top to bottom are dolphin grey , lavender grey , dull pastel purple , lavender grey , pale rose , lavender grey , oyster pink , lavender grey , pale rose , lavender grey , dull pastel purple , lavender grey , and dolphin grey . end ID ]

Requested by Lilah ( @big-transfem-sister )

Coined by the prince 👑

[ PT : Anyone can use the terms that the charming has coined , but ke asks to Please DNI if any of these aply to you: racist, sexist, ageist, antimogai, antiliom, BaB, ableist, transmed, transcum, fujoshi, radfem, terf, proshipper, anti-agere, antifurry, NSFW blogs, (NO)MAP, zoophile, necrophiliac, incestuous or supporter of those who act on these types of paraphilias. end PT ]

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spidersflags · 2 years ago

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Dolphinhyperfix

coined for @sheerezade ! A flag/term for anyone who has a hyperfixation on dolphins or who finds their hyperfixation on dolphins to be part of their identity! While this is primarily for having a hyperfixation on dolphins, you can use this flag for other aspects of your identity, such as gender, if you experience them as being related to your hyperfixation on dolphins.

I will be making more specific flags for various hyperfixations! Please feel free to suggest hyperfixations you'd like me to make flags for :)

[id: a horizontally striped flag consisting of 6 stripes and an overlay. the top stripe is light gray, and has a decorative border of white repeating bumps that stick out onto the light gray stripe. the next stripe is medium gray, and the one underneath is a somewhat dark gray. in the middle of the flag a white horizontal line is overlayed, which overlaps the 3rd and 4th stripes somewhat. in the center of the flag, a horizontal white hourglass shape is also overlayed, and on top of that there is a filled-in dark cool gray shape of a dolphin leaping with a wave. under the white stripe and center graphic, the 4th stripe is a light blue, then there is a medium blue stripe, and finally a darkish blue stripe which once again has the same white bump overlay that's also on the top edge of the flag.]

#neurodivergent #nd positivity #audhd #adhd #autism #ocd #schizospec #schizophrenia #hyperfix flag #hyperfixating #hyperfixation #hyperfixation flag #flag coining #flags #transx fuck off #spidersflags

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greenieflor · 1 year ago

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🎵🙃🦋 for the ask game !!

🎵 Last song you listened to?

Honky Cat - Elton John

🙃 What’s a weird fact that you know?

There was an ancient greek city state whose coins were made in the shape of dolphins!!

🦋 Describe yourself in three words.

Smart, proud, stoned

#ask the plant #ty emma!!#the city state was called olbia

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flirting-with-psychology · 1 year ago

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I have been in love. I have dumped someone. I have been dumped. I have had a secret admirer. I have had a crush on a much older person. I have slept with a co-worker or boss. I have been in an abusive relationship. I have had a crush on a friend. I have met someone because of a social networking site. I have drank liquor. I have drank beer. I have drank wine. I have smoked a cigarette. I have smoked a cigar. I have smoked weed. I have thrown up from drinking. I have blacked out from drinking. I have taken pain killers. I have been suspended from school. I have had detention. I have been in a car accident. I have seen someone or something die. I have been robbed or vandalized. I have skipped class. I have been fired. I have been in a fist fight. I have fallen asleep at work or school. I have watched the sun set. I have felt an earthquake. I have won a contest. I have made a snow angel. I have been snowboarding. I have been water skiing. I have sang karaoke in public. I have been in a mosh pit. I have laid on my back and watched cloud shapes pass by. I have built an igloo. I have made a gingerbread house. I have made a snowman. I have been ice skating. I have flown a kite. I have had a tea party. I have built a sand castle. I have played poker. I have gone sledding. I have cheated while playing a game. I have been out of the country. I have been on a cruise ship. I have been on a plane. I have had braces. I have witnessed a crime. I have squished barefoot through mud. I have swam in the ocean. I have felt like I was dying. I have cried myself to sleep. I have played cops and robbers. I have played a Nintendo Wii. I watch American Idol. I have paid for a meal with only coins. I have made a prank phone call. I have kissed in the rain. I have written a letter to Santa Claus. I have blown bubbles. I have made a bon fire on the beach. I have been on a road trip out of state. I have been rollerblading. I had a wish come true. I have jumped off a bridge. I have screamed “penis” or “vagina”. I have swam with dolphins. I have gotten a speeding ticket. I have sat on a roof top. I have screamed at the top of my lungs. I can do a cartwheel. I have talked on the phone more than 6 hours at a time. I have picked and ate an apple off the tree. I have climbed a tree. I have been in a tree house. I believe in ghosts. I have gone skinny dipping. I have been inside a jail. I have jumped in a pool with all my clothes on. I have broken a bone. I have caught a fish. I have been asked to make a porno. I have caught a butterfly. I have mooned/flashed someone. I have french braided someones hair. I have rode a roller coaster. I have been scuba diving. I have had a cavity. I have fallen going up stairs. I have been shot. I have flattened someones tires. I have been in a car that ran out of gas.

#survey

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alsjeblieft-zeg · 1 year ago

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376 of 2023

I have been in love. I have dumped someone. I have been dumped. I have had a secret admirer. I have had a crush on a much older person. I have slept with a co-worker or boss. (haha my husband) I have been in an abusive relationship. I have had a crush on a friend. I have met someone because of a social networking site. I have drank liquor. I have drank beer. I have drank wine. I have smoked a cigarette. I have smoked a cigar. I have smoked weed. I have thrown up from drinking. I have blacked out from drinking. I have taken pain killers. I have been suspended from school. I have had detention. I have been in a car accident. I have seen someone or something die. I have been robbed or vandalized. I have skipped class. I have been fired. I have been in a fist fight. I have fallen asleep at work or school. I have watched the sun set. I have felt an earthquake. I have won a contest. I have made a snow angel. I have been snowboarding. I have been water skiing. I have sang karaoke in public. I have been in a mosh pit. I have laid on my back and watched cloud shapes pass by. I have built an igloo. I have made a gingerbread house. I have made a snowman. I have been ice skating. I have flown a kite. I have had a tea party. I have built a sand castle. I have played poker. I have gone sledding. I have cheated while playing a game. I have been out of the country. I have been on a cruise ship. I have been on a plane. I have had braces. I have witnessed a crime. I have squished barefoot through mud. I have swam in the ocean. I have felt like I was dying. I have cried myself to sleep. I have played cops and robbers. I have played a Nintendo Wii. I watch American Idol. I have paid for a meal with only coins. I have made a prank phone call. I have kissed in the rain. I have written a letter to Santa Claus. I have blown bubbles. I have made a bon fire on the beach. I have been on a road trip out of state. (country, if ever!) I have been rollerblading. I had a wish come true. I have jumped off a bridge. I have screamed “penis” or “vagina”. I have swam with dolphins. I have gotten a speeding ticket. I have sat on a roof top. I have screamed at the top of my lungs. I can do a cartwheel. I have talked on the phone more than 6 hours at a time. I have picked and ate an apple off the tree. I have climbed a tree. I have been in a tree house. I believe in ghosts. I have gone skinny dipping. I have been inside a jail. I have jumped in a pool with all my clothes on. I have broken a bone. I have caught a fish. I have been asked to make a porno. I have caught a butterfly. I have mooned/flashed someone. I have french braided someones hair. I have rode a roller coaster. I have been scuba diving. I have had a cavity. I have fallen going up stairs. I have been shot. I have flattened someones tires. I have been in a car that ran out of gas.

#survey #bolding survey #random survey

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coreymichaelsmithson · 2 years ago

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Message From An Injured Bird

Anastasia is a barrier island near St. Augustine, in the northeastern "First Coast" of Florida. Shaped roughly like a lobster claw, it stretches fourteen miles from inlet to inlet, yet it runs only about two miles across at its broadest point. For the majority of its length, less than a mile separates the Atlantic Ocean from the Matanzas River. Vulnerable, serene, imbued with a quiet magic, Anastasia is an important stopping point for several species of migrating birds, a haven for deer and geckos, and a prime nesting ground for sea turtles. It has also been my home for the past four years.

When viewed from above and facing north, the right pincer of the lobster claw is occupied entirely by Anastasia Island State Park, roughly 1,600 acres of pristine dunes, mangrove hammock, and marshland. A broad tidal estuary known as The Salt Run divides the two upper parts of the island ... the developed part to the west, and the wild, sandy, raw part to the east. Because of this topography, the outermost shore of the island stands at a significant remove from buildings, trees, utility poles, or most other vertical elements. Thus, a beachcomber walking on the outer shore is treated to one of the most awe-inspiring vistas on the entire Eastern Seaboard. One would be hard-pressed to find a bigger dome of uninterrupted sky anywhere ... a view hemmed only by low dunes on one side, and the curvature of the Earth on the other. There are very few hints of civilization, save for planes or helicopters flying overhead, a faint glow from the historic downtown, the occasional buoy or washed-up bit of flotsam, and our majestic lighthouse, which towers over the dunes and casts its roving beam across the entirety of the landscape.

For much of the past four years, I've been walking this glorious beach nearly every day, usually at sunset. Now that my time in St. Augustine is drawing to a close, my hours here have come into an especially sharp focus. My daily walk on the beach has become a ritual of vital importance.

Most of the sand here is fairly coarse, made up of quartz, pulverized shell, grit from broken coral, and flakes of silica. The heavier material is a rusty tan color, with finer grey grains drifting into piles and plateaus. Flat stretches of white get interspersed with a tarry black, creating dazzling marble patterns. Every acre of exposed beach contains the remains of trillions of life forms: clams, oysters, snails, crabs, lobsters, urchins. It's full of fascinating finds ... every so often, things like shark teeth, 16th Century Spanish relics, and rare coins from shipwrecks will pop up.

Below all this painterly variety lies a foundation of coquina, a natural concrete composed of compressed shells. This material, so resilient that cannonballs will sink into walls made of it, was the island's chief commodity during the era of Spanish colonization. St. Augustine’s famous Castillo de San Marcos, the oldest masonry fort in the United States, was built using coquina, along with several of the town's earliest buildings.

The dunes themselves are held together with sea oats, a type of tall reed with strong roots, as well as a number of flowering vines, sea grapes, and bush daisies. Hidden among the rises and falls of this terrain thrives an entire ecosystem: gopher tortoises, brown water snakes, marsh rabbits, ghost crabs, armadillos, and the critically endangered Anastasia Island beach mouse. Dolphins leap between the whitecaps, sharks and pompano slice through the shallows. Right whales blow in the distance. Several species of bird can be found here, in large numbers: the least tern, the royal tern, the great egret, laughing gulls, turkey vultures, cardinals, pileated woodpeckers, ruddy turnstones, willets, ospreys, roseate spoonbills, wood storks, black skimmers, loons, and pelicans.

The pelicans are my favorite. They can be seen alone, or moving in “squadrons” of up to a dozen birds. Their hunting technique is impressive … they climb high into the air, circle around a few times as they observe their prey, and then go into a steep dive, plunging into the water with astonishing force. The resulting splashes of white can be seen from quite a distance, and can easily be mistaken for whale spouts.

When they're not actively searching for food, though, the pelicans engage in a remarkable display of agility ... they coast in long processions, single file, floating only a few inches above the water. It's amazing to see them knifing alongside the breakers or following the flat expanses further out. This very low and daring flight pattern utilizes an aerodynamic principle known as "compression gliding", in which a cushion of air forms between the slightly cupped wings and the relatively smooth surface below. It's a highly efficient form of movement, as it conserves energy that will be needed later for gaining altitude. Yet I've come to suspect that this particular behavior is not merely a matter of economy.

I believe that this is the pelican's art.

Or, more accurately, that this is the nearest equivalent to how we humans use art, as an outward expression of one's inner experience. For many people, good art is a demonstration of virtuosity. Great art, in my view, is the consolidation of one's entire being into a meaningful gesture. It is a succinct depiction of the relationship between self and environment, between impulse and action, between transmission and reception. The pelicans' flight above the water has an unerring certainty, and it carries within it a charge of sublimity, perhaps even joy. Their formations are possessed of a grace unequaled by any of our crafts. It is as if the birds, individually and collectively, are expressing their mastery, their pride, the essence of their being.

Anastasia Island teems with life ... but like all environments under scrutiny, it will also sometimes present sobering reminders of death.

Last year, on one of my many beach walks, I came across a mortally injured cormorant. Its wing had been badly mauled, probably by a boat propeller, and it was struggling to hold the ruined limb aloft as it limped around on the surf.

My guts churned to see the creature in such a sorry state. Clearly it was in terrible pain, but I had no idea of how to help. I tried to approach the bird several times, but it always retreated. No matter how often I paused, how softly I spoke or slowly I moved in, it continued to panic and flee from my advances.

Using my phone, I searched on the internet for somebody to call. Surely there had to be a department for this kind of emergency. There had to be an official out there who could help alleviate this poor animal's suffering. But the late hour was working against us ... it was already early evening on the weekend, when most offices were closed. I called nearly a dozen numbers, and every single one went straight to voicemail. Finally, I was able to contact an after-hours emergency veterinarian willing to treat injured shorebirds. He advised me to carefully capture the bird, bring it in, and they would see if it could possibly be rehabilitated. But therein was the problem ... how could I possibly do this? I had carried nothing with me, no bags or blankets or ropes or nets or any viable means with which I could safely transport this animal. Worst of all, I was easily three miles away from my car. Even if I were successful in somehow seizing and subduing this justifiably snappy cormorant, I certainly couldn't carry it in my arms for such a distance, especially giving the fragile state of its wing. My best hope would to hike back to my car, rush home, and re-equip myself for a challenging rescue.

"I'll be back," I said. "I promise." I already knew that this was folly, but I was determined to try.

The sun continued to sink as I started my return journey. Eager to distract myself from the agony I had just witnessed, I turned my attention outwards, to the Atlantic. The lights of shrimping boats blinked on, illuminating swarms of gulls. I looked to the waves themselves, mesmerized as their crests got tinted by the sunset and the hazy hues of the horizon: lilac, cream, a dusty rose. Streaks of saffron climbed the inner surfaces, while silver flattened the backs. A lacework of froth skimmed the troughs.

About an hour later, I made it back to my car. A sheet of clouds had moved overhead. I sped home, where I grabbed a laundry basket, several blankets, some bottled water, and a flashlight. I immediately returned to the beach, which had by now been plunged into total darkness, with neither moon nor stars to relieve the black.

At low tide, the long slope that descended from the berm would be much easier to walk upon, the sand having already been compacted by the pounding surf. But at high tide, treading along the narrow and steep expanse that remained above the swash became a challenging slog, especially in the dark. I felt both determined and ridiculous as I carried the padded laundry basket across the darkened beach. Normally, there would be enough ambient light to see at least the water's edge and perhaps some details of the terrain. On a clear night you could read a newspaper by the starlight alone ... but this low and thick cloud cover obscured everything, and so I had to rely entirely on my little flashlight. I swept the beam back and forth, making a continuous scan between the berm and the breakers.

The first mile passed. Then the second. Then the third.

I could not find the bird.

I knew that I had already covered the same distance as before, and had then gone a little further. Even without much in the way of visible landmarks, I was familiar enough with that expanse of Anastasia to know exactly how far I had walked. The northernmost end of the island was only another quarter mile away. But I found no hint of the cormorant. It had either gone back into the sea, and to its eventual death, or it had dragged itself further into the dunes and out of sight. Either way, it had traveled beyond my reach.

After searching for another hour or so, I surrendered. The shorebird would meet its fate, and there was nothing I could do to change it. I walked back in a state of deep despair and increasing exhaustion. By the time I finally arrived at my car, I had already walked across twelve miles of loose sand in the space of a single evening, and my calves were on fire. I leaned against my steering wheel and cried for a long time. "I'm sorry," I said, over and over again. "I'm so sorry."

The memory of that bird haunted me for months afterwards. I rationalized my grief away ... reassuring myself that I had done what little I could to aid a creature in distress. But the fact that I failed, or that the bird refused to cooperate and stay put long enough to be rescued, felt like some kind of terrible injustice. I wanted to ask for forgiveness, for some kind of acknowledgement that I had at tried my best, that my effort to set things right was a sincere, if unsuccessful, gesture of goodwill. Still I found myself wracked with guilt and sorrow. The sight of its ravaged wing re-emerged in my mind again and again.

Recently, though, I had the opportunity to reconsider my encounter with the shorebird, and the divine message occulted within.

Over the course of the last year, I have been working with psilocybin, cautiously and deliberately reintroducing this natural psychedelic into my mental health program. I've been taking very moderate "threshold" doses, often in the company of a trusted friend, and we've been enjoying our journeys together in a safe and appropriate setting: my favorite stretch of beach. The spiritual yield of these sessions has been incalculable. I should note here that I do not see any conflict between this work, which is a work of engagement and expansion, and the ongoing maintenance of my sobriety, which is a work of restraint and resolve. If anything, my recent experiences with psilocybin have made me even more grateful for the clarity of mind I've gained after ten years of avoiding alcohol, tobacco, marijuana, and other recreational drugs.

I've come to understand during these recent mushroom trips that the shore is an interface between worlds, a liminal space between the known human experience and the (metaphorically) unfathomable mysteries of the ocean. As such the beach offers up a treasury of valuable insights. The seemingly boundless expanse of ocean invites us to imagine time on a much vaster scale. The meeting of land and water lends itself to consideration of important but often intangible concepts ... like the ephemerality of all things, the hypothetical "authorship" of nature, and the importance of an individual observer's relative vantage point in the cosmos. The beachgoer, be they a saucer-eyed psychonaut or a zaftig Bathsheba in sunblock, comes to the sea to feel a sense of connection with the infinite. Whether we realize it or not, we are obeying some primal summons to meet our source. The sea draws us back because looking upon it reveals our place in the grand scheme of things.

On my most recent quest, I spent a fair bit of time examining my feelings on death, purpose, and the fleeting nature of all human achievement. I became fixated on the idea of "the record". Theosophists, quack mediums, and spiritual charlatans of the 19th Century spoke often of "The Akashic Record" ("Akashic" being a misappropriation of the Sanskrit word for æther), and there's been a heap of New Age hooey piled atop the topic ever since. Nonetheless, it's a tantalizing idea to consider. There are correlating concepts in Buddhism, Jainism, and the Aboriginal Australians' non-linear experience of The Dreamtime, which shares the notion of an accessible ancestral memory.

This calls into question whether or not the universe itself has a memory. Will all of the things that ever existed within it, on our planet and the countless other worlds moving through space, be remembered or reflected upon? Did the universe invent life in order to gain some kind of awareness of itself, like a grand thought experiment or the material manifestation of a dream? Did matter (and by extension, sentience) blink into existence merely because the universe needed a mirror? Is there really a universal story that we are all contributing to, and who will be interpreting it? Are we merely an accident of physics, an inadvertent poem of carbon, or are we players on a grand stage?

Many creators are deeply interested in documenting their experiences for posterity. The impulse to make records in the form of artworks stems from the same imperatives as reproduction, storytelling, and the mythological anthropomorphizing of nature into humanlike deities. The ancient Egyptians and Mayans carved their histories in stone, while modern day artists use pixels and photographs and paintings. But all of these documents, be they monuments or temples or the Mona Lisa ... all are like sandcastles, subject to the inevitability of wind and tide. All things will eventually be returned to their constituent parts, disintegrated and reintegrated into new structures, new species, new stories. All gods will live and die, cresting like waves and withdrawing again into the roiling sea of thought. All human endeavor ... all religions and empires and arts and language ... will eventually be washed away. We are dunes, we are whitecaps, we are flecks of foam. The "divine" may be an action, not a being.

While watching a seagull peck at a helpless crab, I thought again of the injured cormorant, and its likely demise. I thought of how unfair this fate seemed, how cruel, and how even my pathetic attempt at rescue was in vain. "Why?" I asked, looking towards the spot where I had first encountered the bird. "Why did that have to happen?"

Just then a thought struck me, a truth so simple and direct and unvarnished that it could not have been a product of my own (admittedly Baroque) imagination. The answer had been sitting in plain sight all of this time, so obvious as to escape detection until this very moment, when I had stepped out of my narrow little ego for an instant and took a gander at the larger picture.

Every life and death is a testament.

Every life, no matter how brief, how small or tenuous or insignificant it may seem, offers some degree of feedback to the macrocosmic observer. Like an organ sending pain or pleasure to the body that envelopes it, each utterance, movement, breath, each wish or word or howl, each unfurling frond, each opening petal, each death rattle, each moment in the endless eternal dance of existence ... each relays a message to the higher consciousness. The baby that cries with its first gasp of air, the injured bird that squawks in pain and fear ... both are speaking directly to the cosmos, saying, "I am here. This is my message to you. Listen."

I speak now of the macrocosm, the collective being that envelopes us and binds our molecules and sets into motion the whirls and eddies of evolution. Call this entity what you will ... "God", "Shiva", "a higher power", "the almighty", "the man behind the green curtain", "the universe" ... the macrocosmic sentience receives these messages and responds. In the same way that we acknowledge the pain from stepping barefoot on a broken seashell, or we delight in the tender caution of a first kiss, our cosmos reacts to the signals we send. It responds with amplifications, adjustments, corrections, balances, rewards, punishments, obstacles, keys, barriers, gifts. It is listening, all the time.

No life is meaningless. Not the blade of grass, nor the beetle that gnaws on it. There is no mineral without a soul, nor is there any villain without merit. Each living thing contributes its understanding of the world, its actions and growth and death being a form of testimony, an accounting of its time on the planet. Consider the songs of whales, and what they might tell us about time and creation ... perhaps they push their poems through the water in the form of sonic shapes, sharing ancient hymns of love and valor. Perhaps they venerate gods that dwarf our cosmologies. Think of the subtle prompts of slime molds, the whispers of an aspen grove, the quiver of a bee, a murmuration of swallows. Even the tardigrade has its tale to tell.

On one of my latest walks, I came across a dead pelican. The two halves of its open beak were jabbed sideways into the sand, its open eye stared sightlessly into the sky, and the breeze animated its feathers in an unsettling parody of flight. It had died so recently as to look intact, almost alive.

As the sun dipped behind the dunes, I stood for a long time above the corpse, gazing upon it with a mixture of admiration and pity. I hoped that this animal did not suffer, in the way that the doomed cormorant had. I hope that it enjoyed many hours of smooth flight above the waves, taken many satisfying plunges into the sea, that it had found its mate, that it had known moments of grace. I hoped that its final moments were peaceful. I wondered then if its experiences and feelings and thoughts had been recorded somewhere. Was the perfection of its flight seen and appreciated? Did its life transmit some meaningful message? Was that message ever received, and by whom?

All of my works are an attempt to transmit discoveries. The hum of the sublime may be apprehended, or ignored. But the birds need no brushes or keys or chisels to deliver their testaments. Their arts are flawless.

Nothing is lost. Everything is seen and heard. All is as it should be. The sand is full of stories, and the roving dunes will reveal the fate of all stories. The footprints you have left are already disappearing. The injured bird has spoken. The dead are still speaking. The gods in the waves are listening.

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all-things-succumb-to-decay · 2 years ago

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Pangolin grass type starter

Roots for ears and underside of tail Baby is Oblossum

It’s final evo is grass steel

Wooly bear caterpillar that turns into a cat moth cause Virgin tiger moth is what wooly bears turn into

Rhino beetle hyena big dark maybe?

It’s baby is a grub puppy

Water starter goes from like a leopard gecko to a ribbon eel dragon. Coral horns and bits. It’s sleepy and likes to put others to sleep water psychic final evo type

Fire ferret into fire couatamundi or what ever or like. Civet something long with a bit tail that’s fire rock with lava and rock making the tail stripes baby fire ferret tail is a sparkler

Spider with a grass knot or a tumble weed for a butt

Psychic beluga

Succulent ant. Succlant

Butterfly that is actually a carnivorous plant

Water grass type loch ness shape based on lotus flowers growing up above the muck

It’s baby form is just a little messy leafy plesiosaur or something

Fighting type babirusa 2 stage

Catnip cat

Shadow thing under blanket/coins/etc like has a mimic vibe it’s like mimikyu like u never see it’s true form it’s just little grabby hands that reach out from under the piles.

Thylacine fossil?

Coffee bean that is either grass psychic or grass dark

Because like. Idk man but coffee has dark effects on my body. Fast effects. But dark.

Grass fire incense Pokémon

Rat king three stage more rats? More rats.

Grackle to dragon pipeline final evo looks like it fucked a bedazzler

Honey pot ants that r like eevee. What ever they got in their butts is the type. Idk if it’s like. A evo sitch with three different elemental ants or if it is a gimmick Pokémon that just like. Changes type.

Anubit anubould

Tenneric poison electric pikachu clone

Psychic olm pseudo legendary dragon

pseudo legendary ‘mythic’ like celebi or victini that a cuttlefish that changed type depending on the environment or the weather effects so like it would completely wreck a team built around sandstorm it’s a kittlefish like it’s tails are like the tentacles of cuttlefish and it’s eyes are OwO eyes it’s a cute baby cat

Fairy flying golden heron 2 stage maybe ghost fairy because like. They’re said to carry souls to the after life?

Grass whale. It’s like a hump back cause they’re my fave two stage???

Two headed fawn that turns into the two headed unicorn like that one taxidermy

I want it to split apart and be connected by a spine and like ectoplasm and the girls get little ectoplasm unicorn horns and the boys get ectoplasm antlers

Lamb of tartary Pokémon 3 stage grass wife

I think I already have the grass wife trope but like. Idk I love grass types I’m sorry. I can’t help myself.

There should be a water fighting type based off of a betta and the adult evo can have different color patterns assigned at random like Spinda

Fairy rock konpeito

Water steel hippocampus the baby form is just a little pony but with a dolphin tail

Poison steel based on mercury

Pure steel type that’s just a mailbox. They’re delivery Pokémon. The little red flags are on both sides and are like. Puppy ears.

Scarab beetle that imitates luxury balls when baby form. Adult form is opulent very fancy black and gold bug rock type

Solid rock type Minotaur two stage. The baby is just a liddol calf very cute

Dark poison type two stage based on the shaggy inkcap mushroom

Also I want a fairy type that’s pure fairy because monotypes are actually p important to cannon Pokémon games anyway. Fairy type two or three stage that starts off as just a little deer but ends up like a big stag that looks like it’s made of wood and is covers in mushrooms. Like the ruff around the neck is just layers of oyster mushrooms or turkey tails

Flat normal type hedgehog into porcupine

Split evo spider one is bug fairy one is bug dark both jumpers just the fairy is a peacock spider the dark is a bold jumper

Fire steel red river hog two or three stage

I want a Pokémon that evolves differently if it’s in the wild vs if it’s caught and trained

And now that I’ve decided to make Pokémon based off my cats there we go like the base is normal and it’s a kitten like it’s a very small baby super baby tiny and if it’s caught as this baby and raised by someone it turns into a big soft normal flying but if it’s left to the wilds it becomes a normal fighting and it’s like. A Bamf

Hummingbird mouse griffin that’s flying fighting because grasshopper mice and hummingbirds are both so Aggro

Gold orb weaver that can use a move like pay day that gets you money it’s baby form is often mistaken for gold nuggets 77

Normal type that is a like. A harp like idk deer with harp antlers or something with strings between spines on its back idk idk

I kno I have a couple mushroom Pokémon already I think but like what about a lion with a lions mane mushroom for a mane tho

Like the region is already kinda apocalyptic feels so maybe it makes sense there’s a lot of mons that are kinda fungal. Idk. …

Make a quest beast that isn’t a giraffe

Mahoganbee. It’s not a bee it’s a mahogany wasp it’s a solo Pokémon and it’s bug and grass and it’s a friend

Water fairy solo Pokémon that’s a manga ray with like rainbow elements so like when it breaches the water it leaves like. The wrainbows in the air and idk I’m sleeping

An object Pokémon that’s a snake Made outta horse shoes. Solid metal but then the evo is steel dragon and you add spurs as spikes on the back to make it bulky and sharp

Also maybe a Capricorn cause like. Fish goat. Oh maybe a foil to the hippocampus

Grass type that is a lion with a mane made of peacock feathers

Shrimp horse

I already have Anubis so like I kinda wanna do set or like a typhonic beast so like the baby is pure dark and then the evo is dark electric or dark dragon

I Dont think there are any rock ghost Pokémon so like a ghost that is fused with a tombstone? Ough maybe a stego that has headstones as it’s back fins and it can have like a Celtic cross for its tail this isn’t a fossil Pokémon tho I don’t vibe with a fossil being revived just to be a ghost maYBE it’s Jersey Devil shaped. Like idk idk idk but I’m scheming this feels close

Regional variant one is a deaths head hawk moth and one is a Luna moth 94

Ok but a fire type that is a lava lamp like maybe a giraffe with lava lamp neck or a Fox with a lava lamp tail

Baby bat that is normal type that just has a big honking nose like big v shaped nose it can’t fly yet it’s head is like the size of the rest of the body it’s all shnoz and all ears the grown up form has like frilly wings like a parasol

European starling that is flying steel because the gold on the wings the end form is steel fairy or psychic? Something what ever it’s gonna be spacey

Wait another shark that is water ghost and it’s a shark with ghost fins because of shark fin soup

Psychic poison scorpion. The baby is bug poison. There’s eyes inside the claws and like the lore is that people use it as a psychedelic. Is that too much for a Pokémon game? Oh well I guess.

Rock water type that’s like. The baby is a grotesque and it’s just rock but the gargoyle is rock water because. Architecture. Idk.

The regional rodent is raccoon based and it gets more rabid looking as u go

A pair of pokes that’s like. One is a wolf in sheeps clothing one is a sheep in wolfs clothing

Pure water type that is a brittle star sea star that like. Walks around like u used to walk ur hand around U kno? Like it is just a little creachur

The grass wife will be oak based and the baby will be acorns and the adult will be oak tree based but there’s three kinds there’s live oak red oak and bur oak and all of them have diff leaf shapes and maybe the acorn babies are shaped dif too

Legendaries maybe growth and decay themed so the decay legendary is mushroomy and the growth is flowery ofc But like what animals the third legendary is based on like the pure core of life and I want it to have a crazy god particle feel it’s got like a double helix tail and maybe horns oh maybe it’s a kirin. The decay Pokémon is maybe named Endtrophy 116

Manticore Pokémon but instead of a human face it has a baboon face because I don’t like human mons and also baboons are cool as fuck

I want a shark Pokémon that’s fairy and very sweet because everyone loves dolphins and they’re shitty and sharks are good

Bug dragon that’s like. The frills of the face are the moth wings with like the eye spots like it’s. Complicated but it’s good it’s very cool ok I swear

Ghost psychic that is a chameleon that is like. Glow in the dark skeleton idk maybe it’s body and shape is like made of smoke like the gengar line

I want a white rabbit with red eyes that looks at first glance very fairy type but it’s actually dark type and it’s not a rabbit it’s a hare so it’s inherently rly fucked up the baby form of it is like a little puff ball dust bunny or mochi bunny or something that’s strict normal

Firefly shooting star Pokémon it’s bug lightning the baby is just a little sparkle star the middle is a uhhh it’s a rock like it’s a meteor u kno and yeah shooting star firefly

There is a sheep Pokémon that is the like. Poster child for Delta Pokémon it’s a normal type but at any point u can take it to a Modico station and change its type and form. Like froufrou or what ever it was called. It’s a sheep because of dolly the cloned sheep

I need a fire type that has spikes like maybe a stego? But basically the spikes are made of fire and like high intensity torch style flames so they look sharp

Abrice the ice psychic abra and koldabra there isn’t a third evo because the psychic power is dampened 129

The evil corp is called Modico Corporation

They front as a company of good will and change progress etc etc

The evil team people is called Team ChimeRNA

Cause like. DNA and rna like. And they’re doing gene splicing.

Some of the original canon pokes u can catch you can also take to a Modico station ‘modicubes’ that are like in Pokémon centers and stuff anyway u can take them and some you can change to like Entolian Forms and some you can just change their types. Not all can be changed like there will only be like 20 or so and the company says it’s because cracking the Genome of different Pokémon takes time because Pokémon vary so widely.

U can se delta Pokémon in the wild as well tho it’s not common. When a Pokémon is delta variant it has a different color or pattern so it’s like easy to see. It’s kinda like finding a shiny but it’s not that rare. They also don’t sparkle when u find them just different colors. If u breed a delta there’s a percentage that u can breed a delta. Some Pokémon can only get one delta type but some have like idk maybe three options. It’s not like. U can take any Pokémon and add any element. That’s what Modico wants but they’re not there yet.

The region is a series of islands. Not like Hawaii more like. Iceland and Greenland and like. A third idk. Anyway most travel is don’t by bird like that’s the fast travel mechanic and it’s by a giant condor themed bird that also takes flavor from bearded vultures. The babies are a bit stupid cute but useless. They’re dodos.

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