#genus entertainment

[genus-art]

He's a Phantom (Danny Phantom)

[stacksandkicks]

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[screaminglygay]

KINKTOBER day 7

pairings: clown!carol danvers x fem!reader

summary: everybody is talking about this amazing show, so you needed to check it up for yourself.

warnings: smut!!!, public play, edging, teasing, dirty talk, fingering, mentions of anal, sucking fingers, kinda dom!carol x sub!reader, intoxication!, alcohol (one drink, but strong one), not proofread

word count: 2.5k

an: sooo, here it is, we´re almost in the end, i feel like this carol is really clumsy and cocky, which was fun to write, it´s not that long cuz my motivation is no where to be found, but i promise the last fic will be fire!:P thank you for reading!

(italics = your thoughts)

!MDNI!

Enjoy this spooky season and be safe!

“Step right up and prepare to be dazzled by the spectacular world of the Femme Fatale Circus! Under the grand, colorful tent that stretches towards the sky, a mesmerizing extravaganza awaits you. The Femme Fatale is more than just a one-time occurrence, it's a lifetime's trip into a thrilling and positively stimulating place. So come on in and have fun!” Was heard from the big speakers next to the many food trucks there.

As you fully enter the circus grounds, you're immediately greeted by the enticing aroma of popcorn and cotton candy, setting the tone for the entertainment. The lively atmosphere is electric, with children's laughter and adults' chatter filling the air.

Before the show started, you decided that you wanted to have something to drink, so you went to this food truck area, where anything you could think of, was there.

Because you´re too indecisive, it took you a while to choose, what you wanted to drink. But after some minutes, you finally bought a cherry vanilla drink, called "Sweet possesion" which you found later on that had 27% of alcohol in it. It was the worse type of drink, too sweet to realize that it has some alcohol. And of course you didn´t eat the whole day, so the affect was very quick.

As you turn around to walk back, you realize that all of the people, who were there with you just a minutes ago, were now no where to be found. Maybe the show have already started.

So you quickly tried make your way back, until something caught your eye. You stopped and tried so see what it was, or who it was.

And because the alcohol started working on empty stomach you didn´t second thought anything at all. And of course you had to see what or who it was.

As you were walking behind the food trucks, you stumbled over various cables, pieces of wood, and other debris scattered on the ground, making it a rather hard path to navigate. When you made your way to the back of the tent, you didn´t see anyone or anything, that got your attention before, util you hear what sounded like a horn of an ice cream truck.

Oh man, I´d like some ice cream.

What your drunk self desired, you´re drunk self will get. So after following that noice, you notice a big ice cream truck with a lady dressed as a clown. But as soon as you come closer, she spoke, "I´m sorry, we´re out, hun."

"Ah man, really? You don´t have even one last ice cream, I could buy?" You were genuely really sad, you really creaved some chocolate chip cookie.

"Everything is sold out. Sorry." She noticed how sad you´ve looked and she hated it, she´s a clown, she is supposed to make people laugh, not the other way around, "but if you come with me, I could look if there is anything back in the freezer, I´m very positive we will find something." She smiled at you.

"Really? That would be perfect!" You waited for her to come out of her food truck. Her costume is a delightful riot of colors, mix of reds, yellows, and blues. The oversized polka-dotted bowtie around her neck adds a touch of whimsy, and her suspenders hold up her dotted pants. Despite the playful outfit, her natural beauty shines through, her sparkling captivating eyes and radiant smile contrasting with the costume. Her makeup was also on point, nothing too loud, just simple makeup with a red nose on top of the whole look.

"Aren´t you supposed to be in the tent? You know, the show already started." The blonde lady giggled.

"I wanted something to drink and now I want ice cream, I´ll watch the show after my needs are secured." You giggled as the alcohol now hitting your system like a train.

"Oh?" The clown laughed, but you could sense that this was her genuine laugh, it didn´t felt forced at all. "Secured your needs? I can tell that you already managed the first one." She smiled at you as you two walked back into the circus tent. You could hear the thrilling show has already begun, with the crowd's excitement and the mesmerizing music filling the air.

"Are we in the backstage now?" You looked at the woman in front of you.

"You could say that, yes." She nodded and looked at you. "What?"

"This was one of my childhood dreams, see the backstage of a circus. It´s... not what I´ve imagined, but still very amazing!" You looked around as you notice all the colorful mess everywhere, many costumes, props, wigs, cages and lots of other circus tools.

"Well I´m glad I could be at your service." The clown smiled and opened a freezer. "Would you like a vanilla, chocolate-" before she could continue with describing what flavors are avalible, you cutted her off.

"Oh my god! Really? Um... do you have a chocolate chip cookie by any chance?" You were so happy, that there are some ice creams left.

"Yup, the last one," the blonde took it from the freezer and gave it to you.

"Thank you so much, how much is it?" You looked at her, already with the ice cream in your mouth.

"It´s on me." She winked.

"What? Are you sure? I could pay it-" This time she cutted you off.

"Let´s just say that I´m here to make all of your childhood dreams come true. Sounds good?" She chuckled at you, seeing the chocolate on your chin.

"Very." You nodded.

As you were eating the ice cream the clown just stared at you, with a smile on her face. She once again made someone´s day better, she´s wondering when it will be her turn, of being the one taking cared of.

It didn´t took you long to finnish the ice cream and when you did, you notice the look on the lady´s face. "I´m sorry, are you okay?"

She immediately smiled, but you could tell it was fake. "Of course, hun. I am," she stepped closer and wiped the chocolate on your chin.

"You know, I don´t even know your name, but I know one thing..." You threw the wooden stick into the thrash can, hoping she didn’t notice the blush on your face.

"And what´s that?" You definitely got the clowns attentions now.

"You´re a shitty liar." You giggled.

"Oh? Is that so?" She tilted her head.

"Yup, pretty much," you smiled at her, "even clowns needs their time to be sad sometimes," you added.

"There are some sad clowns." The blonde pointed out.

You just groaned and came closer to her. "I don´t mean it like that..." you looked at her waiting for her name.

"Sunny, Sunny the clown." She siad, what seemed like an automatic answer.

"I meant your real one."

"Carol." She mumbled out. "I´m basically breaking the clown law right now."

"What law exactly? That you can´t tell me your real name?" You tilted your head.

"Basically yeah, plus I let you come to the backstage and I gave you free stuff." Carol chuckled.

"So you´re basically a criminal, because of me. How noble of you." The drink made you very flirty and you didn´t mind it at all. And neither did Carol.

"But the real question now, can I help you? Somehow, anyhow. Let´s say as the payback for the icecream." You smiled at her, genuinely want to help her, even if it´s just a talk.

The circus show is still in full swing, the resounding cheers of the crowd and the lively music reaching your ears, as you´re standing basically next to it.

"The icecream was on me, like I´ve said before."

"And like I´ve said-" you finished your whole drink now, "is there anything I can do to make Carol be happy Carol without having to fake it?" Your whole sentence was rambled out, due to you trying to absorb the sweetness of the drink.

"I have few things in my mind." Carol smirked and stepped closer to you, then laughing it off right away.

"I mean... if it would help." Now it was your turn to move closer to her, very close.

"Oh?" Carol was shocked by your answer, since you didn´t looked like someone that outgoing, but one drink can do a lot.

"Oh." You smirked and met her gaze.

"That would certainly help." The two of you were so close that you berely whispered.

"I think so too." Since when are you this flirty? That drink must have been strong strong.

Before either of you could say anything else your lips crushed into hers. The time seemed to slow down, and your lips met in a tender, sweet kiss that felt like a gentle caress of two ladies who broke the "clown law" once again. But it was a moment filled with affection and genuine connection, that the both of you felt. Thanks to your drink, you had the courage to do such a thing.

As much as you were trying to fight over being the dominant one, Carol made sure to show your place right away. She pushed you against one of the boxes and immediately pinned your hands above your head. "Keep them there."

You simply just nodded.

Her hands didn´t waste a second and Carol grabbed your tits and gave them a tight squeeze. "You were so right, this is the best way to calm neerves." She kissed you again, this time bitting your lip. Overall you could feel the energy shifting into this harsher more needier way.

A sound of a cheering crowd made you tense up, you were still backstage, behind a black curtain, that might have been big cover up for you two, but anyone could walk in on Carol kissing you. This thought send shivers right into your pulsating pussy.

You wanted more of her, so you ran your fingers through her hair and even it felt amazing Carol stopped you. "What did I say?" She looked into your eyes. Being in this fuzzy state, you didn´t understand, what she was talking about, util you she took one of the ropes and started to tie you up to the hook, that was the whole time above your head. "Wait- Carol!" You realized what she was doing.

"Shhh, if you can´t keep your hand up, let me help." She kissed your neck as she finishes tying you up to the hook. "If someone walks in, we´re just preparing a new trick, got it?"

"Y-yes." You felt so good, but so needy at the same time.

"Besides... the way your moving your hips, trying to grind on nothing at all, tells me, that you wouldn´t mind anyone coming," she whispered into your ear. "Am I right?"

"N-no." You basically moaned out.

Carol chuckled quiete out loud, "You know, I don´t even know your name, but I know one thing..."

You roll your eyes, exactly knowing, where is thig going and because you want to be a brat your smile turned into a smirk and your head was slightly tilted. "Oh yeah? And what´s that?"

"You´re a shitty liar." The blonde whispered and bite your neck.

"Fuck-" You moaned loudly.

"Shhh, I know that you´re attention seeking little girl, but I want to have you for myself, at least for now. So shush your pretty mouth." Her words were harsh, but you didn´t mind at all, you just needed her.

"Hmmpf..." You bit your lower lip, hoping it would shut you up.

Carol hands slipped past your pants, into your panties. "Is this all for me? Oh my!" She smiled. "Wow, pretty girl. This is definitely making me feel better. You´re this wet from few kisses? You will explode, after your orgasm." She smirked agaist you, knowing how much she affected you.

Her strong hands made your legs open some more, so she has a better acces to you. Her middle finger tracing up and down your clit, she was teasing you and you truly felt like exploding right now on the spot.

"Carol-" you moved your hips closer to her, trying to grind on her finger, but it didn´t help at all.

"Yes?" She looked at you.

"Please, more-" You tried to move closer to her.

"You still didn´t told me your name." She had this cocky grin on her face.

"(Y/N)! It´s (Y/N)!" Her hand was put over your mouth.

"Pleasure to meet you, (Y/N). But if you want to cum today, you better shut it. Or you can´t and want me to put your mouth for better use?" Her finger was still on your clit and when she felt your pussy pulsate at her words, she didn´t need a verbal answer.

Her right hand was in your pants, still teasing you as much as she could, but her left hand slowly made it´s way up to your mouth. You instantly opened and sucked on the two fingers she put inside.

Carol smiled at you, finally pushing the middle finger inside, her thumb making circles on your clit. You were so resposive to her touch, bucking your lips right away, sucking her fingers harder. This was really helping Carol to ease her nerves.

She sped up her movements with both of her hands, two of your holes were so full, you just wished your third one would be too.

You closed your eyes, feeling so close, with how her fingers curled up inside of you. And on top of that she added her second finger and after few push in´s and out´s she added even her third.

You were a mess.

Letting someone, who you basically don´t know, fuck you in the backstage of a circus, while the show is in it´s finalle, letting to see you being a easy slut, who cums from almost nothing at all.

But before you could leap over the edge, you heard the announcement, "Let me intoduce you our lovely, sweet and most importantly funny clown! Sunny the clown! Everybody make as much as noice as you want!"

"Oh fuck!" Carol looked at you as you quickly opened your eyes, "I need to go, pretty girl." She kissed your lips quickly.

"No, no, no, no- I need you, please, please, please!" You whined.

"You just have to wait, I have to go, I´ll be right back." She kissed you once more and pull out her fingers, which your body responded with a flinch right away.

"Carol!" you whisper yelled at her.

"Oh right-" she took some blanket and throw it over you, so if anyone comes, they won´t notice you. "I´ll be right back!"

You have to be kidding me.

This moment made you sober up real quick, as she left you there naked, tied up, but mostly needy. And on a top of that, she threw a fucking blanket over you.

As you heard the crowd go crazy over Carol stunts and laughed at her jokes, you just wished she would be done soon, but after you heard people chant her name all over again and then again, you knew that you will be stuck in here for a long time.

Thank you for reading and don’t forget to drink! 💕🫶🏻

[onenicebugperday]

@parateuthis​ submitted: any knowledge on this funky little diptera? sorry the photo’s kinda blurry. found in [removed] (please remove location)

Yeah! It’s a hanging thief robber fly in the genus Diogmites. Named such for the way they hang from plants by one or two leggies while they eat their meals:

Deeply entertaining. RIP to their meals!

Photos by seaheart88 and pat_tiller

[punkedsolar]

The Inland Sphynx (Homopantera terra) is a large sentient of the morphic genus Homopantera, native New Petra. It has a lean, broad-chested body; a proportioned humanoid head; round ears; and a dark, hairy tuft at the tip of its tail. It is not sexually dimorphic. The Inland Sphynx lives alone, but socialises.

Etymology The word 'Sphynx' is a Greek corruption of the Egyptian name 'shesepankh', which meant 'living image'.

Taxonomy Homopantera terra is the current designation in use in New Petra. Other species are Homopantera maritimum (Coastal Sphynx), Homopantera androphagon (Manticore) and Homopantera ornata (Lamasu). Some have proposed the alternative name: Homopantera civitas instead of terra.

Description The Inland Sphynx is a lean, broad-chested like-felid with a humanoid head, a reduced neck, and round furred ears. The base of the tail and the area behind the forelimbs are densely feathered.

The fur varies in colour from light buff to silvery grey, yellowish red, and dark brown. The colours of the underparts are generally lighter. Both male and female Inland Sphynx retain spots into adulthood. Feather colours are generally bright, with purples, reds, oranges and metallics being common. Hair ranges from any natural human colour, though is frequently dyed to match the feathers. The tail of all Inland Sphynx ends in a dark, hairy tuft that conceals a hard 'spur' that is formed from the final, fused sections of tail bone.

Its skull is very similar to that of a standard human, though much larger. Faces are frequently oval with pronounced, elevated, and arched eyebrows, large almond-shaped eyes, well-defined cheeks, full lips and a prominent, pointed chin. Males frequently cultivate a beard. Canines are only slightly more developed than a human's, and dentition supports omnivorous eating.

Large paws have fully retractable claws and are notably agile compared to other Homopantera, enabling limited tool use and more elaborate grooming. Instead of a dew claw, they have a thumb, though the size of their digits limits precise actions.

The average Inland Sphynx is approximately 170cm long with a tail length of 80 cm, and a weight of 120 kilos. Females are only slightly smaller than males.

Distribution and habitat The Inland Sphynx is found only in New Petra and does not travel. As of this writing, around fifty individuals are registered with the Bureau of Population.

Behaviour and ecology Inland Sphynx spend much of their time resting; they are inactive for about sixteen hours per day. Although they can be active at any time, their activity generally peaks after noon with a period of socialising, grooming, and then activity in their chosen profession.

While they are solitary amongst their own species they commonly live close by other sentients and have reciprocal arrangements for grooming, entertainment, and health related reasons.

The Inland Sphynx is a generalist omnivore and prefers cooked food. It is a poor hunter unless trained to do so, as it's needs are generally met through the society that it functions in. When it is required to fend for itself, it generally hunts by ambush from a raised platform or tree - it cannot fly, but is capable of fully extending the feathers around it's forelimbs to allow a controlled fall. They prefer small game, rich fruits, and enjoy wine and other fermented substances.

Reproduction is limited and sporadic, resulting in a large egg that requires brooding for 110 days. Inland Sphynx who want to have offspring have access to artificial incubators in New Petra. Cubs are somewhat altricial, despite being born with fur, and must be parented for four years before reaching adult size. They make decent parents despite being generally solitary, cubs receive schooling along side other youth in New Petra.

Morphic ecology notes

All Homopantera are capable of shifting species according to adaptive pressure. The Inland Sphynx is particularly prone to shifting to a Coastal Sphynx body and lifestyle should they engage in any of the following behaviours:

Eating sentients

Engaging in blood sports

Spending time with Coastal Sphynx

Ceasing intellectual pursuits

Engaging in anti-social behaviour

Inland Sphynx can rarely shift to a Lamasu under the following situations:

Eating predators

Developing a martial outlook

Developing an obsession with astronomy and philosophy

Behaving in an ascetic manner

Adhering to a strict set of behavioural rules

Inland Sphynx cannot become Manticores unless they go through a Coastal Sphynx transformation first.

Social notes

Inland Sphynx ornament and decorate themselves when they have the assistance of humans to do so. They maintain themselves neatly, and are frequently in the University District. Those who cannot maintain academic pursuits have the physical strength to do more mundane jobs such as dock workers or pull carts. They generally avoid roles such as scouts or guards to avoid morphic shifting.

Generally occupations chosen by Inland Sphynx include various academic focuses, due to their excellent memory. They favour writing, mathematics, history and stories. They all admire riddles, and can develop obsessive behaviours around them.

Most Inland Sphynx speak several languages, and are gregarious as long as they can return to their own home, alone, and recharge in peace.

[leafy-allosaurus]

two rain world fan lizards! you can make fanart and/or ocs

LATERIX LIZARDS:

"Acutiserratusdens lacerta"

Sharp Jagged Tooth Lizard.

Description:

These fast, and swift modified lizards often scavenge in search of already dead food, whether that ranges from a small slugcat, or a large Sail Lizard. They are nimble in the air and agile on land, using their 1.5 meter long wingspan for quick travel across the skies. Though rare, these lizards have been observed to hunt for food. Specifically, smaller, weaker creatures that are easy to dispatch with their long snout and teeth. They often do this in a period of temporary shortage of carcasses/food, and so resulting in messy mobs to take form and tear flesh right off the bones of their prey.

Appearance:

These reptiles feature a body plan with striking resembelance to Pterasaurids. Specifically, from the group Rhamphorhynchidae. They feature long, slender snouts with sharp teeth. Paired with the teeth's being procumbent (pointed forward), it was built for ripping flesh off bones. They sport a long tail, used for steering it's flight and when sprinting. The Laterix lizard features a wing which was formed by a thin layer of skin, muscle, and other tissues stretching from the ankles to a dramatically lengthened third finger. This left only two fingers left for stability on ground. Unlike most lizards, these small scavengers have a dull yet diverse coloration, ranging from pale indigo to cream-colored scales.

------- Rain World style

Code name: [NOT IN A MOD]

Behaviour: Neutral to Aggresive

HP: 2

Food pips: Hunter: 4 ●

Artificer: 3 ●

Gourmand: 1.5 ●

Spearmaster: 1 •

Average: 6 •

Points: 5

Regions

Skyline, Drenches, Coast, Mountainsides.

Damage Multipliers

Bite 40%

Head 10%

Head (Bite) 4%

Throat 150%

Throat (Bite) 60%

------ GIF in PROGRESS

Laternix Lizards are fast opportunistic scavengers with the ability of powered flight. They feature the wall and pole climbing abilities of a Blue/White Lizard.

Laternix Lizards have a 20% letharity rate.

TL;DR: They're fast, nimble opportunistic lizards which it's wings supported powered-flight in order to find prey.

SAIL LIZARDS

"Mareregem lacerta"

Sea king Lizard.

Description:

Sail Lizards are large lizards built for an aquatic lifestyle. Although their giant size, these bulky creatures can rival the speeds of a Jetfish when using full force. They are known as ambush predators, locating their prey before launching themselves towards it at high speeds and head-butting it. The said action would hopefully kill smaller prey and disorient larger ones and leave time for the Sail Lizards to dispatch their prey with their powerful jaws. Despite their looks, these lizards are intellegent and sometimes even malicious, killing or injuring other creatures for the sake of entertainement. In addition, their intellegence has led to numerous cases of iterator legs being minorly damaged due to them gnawing and head-butting repeatedly. This shows a sense of curiousity, as they were observed to stare at iterator legs for an extended period before engaging in physical analogies. This curiosity also affects fauna and flora, as young adolescents often playfully nudge other creatures.

Despite their aquatic lifestyle, they have not adapted to breathe underwater, instead relying on holding their breath in their spleens and taking intakes of oxygen up in the surface. This leads them quite vunerable to attacks from other Sail Lizards, which is quite common given their territorial nature.

Appearance:

The Sail Lizards bare resembelance to Earth's Liopleurodon, an extinct genus of short-necked Pliosaurs. Their bodies served upwards of 18.6 feet (5.66 m) long. Their main bodies feature a slope on the spine, and are primarily bulky. It's tail featured a few pink spine extensions as a fragment that has not been removed by it's creators. They, additionally, feature frills at the sides of their heads, similar to those from Salamanders. Their heads feature an aerodynamic shape, allowing them to swim with quite ease.

[fanaticsnail]

I really hope this sends bc I had to rewrite it

I present to you;

Sexc-Snail's guide to the phenotypical trimorphism of the -mbo genus

Any species within the genus can be recognized by the common characteristics of kindness, stupidity, and hotness.

Warning: approach with caution, will make you fall ass over kettle in love.

Himbo - The buff pokemon. A species defined by the existence of heart and muscle, and the lack of brain

- physical traits include a large shape (not necessarily restricted to being primarily muscle mass), big arms (for hugging), and a constant strong posture

- shape language: square/rectangular (strong, able to guard friends)

- behaviour: gentle. Often found accompanying friends as a 'guard dog' despite their poodle disposition.

- objective: respect women

An example of a himbo in the environment:

Mihawk: Please - for my sanity - do not try to fight the humandrills. They will try to kill you.

Himbo, already wrestling a humandrill: don't be mean Hawky! We're play fighting! How else are they gonna have fun?

Humandrill, pinned under an arm: (actually is having fun) hrr!

Bimbo - The pink pokemon. A species defined by the existence of heart and joy, and the lack of brain

- physical traits include colours (though some rare morphs have been known to wear all black), a unique fashion sense (as opposed to aposematism, this is for the purpose of identifying themselves as a friendly presence), and a constant welcoming smile

- shape language: round (welcoming, rolls with the flow)

- behaviour: friendly. Often giving thoughtful compliments with genuine admiration.

- objective: befriend women

An example of a bimbo in the environment:

Bimbo: and then Hawks said we couldn't keep another cat!

Audience of Humandrills: *gasps* *scoffs* *shaking head in disapproval* *one of them tut-tut-tut's*

Bimbo: and then he has the audacity to whip his cloak as he walks away! Can you believe that?

Humandrills: *sassy "nuh uh girlfriend" sound* mm-mmm!

Thembo - The whimsy pokemon. A species defined by the existence of heart and curiosity, and the lack of brain

- physical traits include existing in the extremes of bouncing or sleeping (no recorded in between, though individuals are capable of alternating regularly), soft hands (for the purpose of extending to others who believe themselves undeserving of it), and a constant cheeky laugh

- shape language: triangle/star (good for cartwheels)

- behaviour: open. Often oblivious to the confusion regarding sexuality they spark in others when not offering unadulterated kindness.

- objective: admire women

And example of a thembo in the environment:

Humandrill: *lying on log like a therapist couch* hrr-rrgh rarr

Thembo: *nodding thoughtfully* and how did that make you feel?

Humandrill: rr-RAGHR RUR HRGH

Thembo: *taking notes* I see, I can really see how you've improved in your introspection, you did a very good job!

Humandrill: *blushes* rr-nnn grr

I love this so much! The way I can picture an exasperated Mihawk just wanting to be left alone, but these three just make his life all the more entertaining.

I love himbo. I'm already infatuated with him. No wonder I've been drawn to the Kid Pirates lately 😭. Bimbo has me down bad just as much. Her little chat with the humandrills and then siding with her makes me so happy. Then there's Thembo, the one person Mihawk so desperately needs. Even though they're silly, Mihawk likely appreciates their presence the most.

Also, why am I picturing Zoro, Perona, and Buggy? Because they fit pretty good in those roles I think. Zoro as a Himbo never stops making me laugh.

Also, HI SNAIL! I MISSED YOU!! You're back, and I love you for it!

[godzilla-reads]

🐦‍⬛ Crows: Encounters with the Wise Guys of the Avian World by Candace Savage

Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️/5

A treasure trove of information and anecdotes about the wise guys of the avian world, the bright-eyed, black-winged members of the genus Corvus, or ravens and crows.

The Irreverent Bookworm had a crow display when I had bought this book and I was so enamored and excited. Corvids are my favorite type of birds and reading this short book with many stories and facts was so fun. There’s definitely love for these birds out there and I found them charming, intelligent, and entertaining.

“When a crow leaps into the air, our hearts take wing with it and we join in the rowdy revel of existence.” (Pg. 121)

[lichenaday]

Scytinium intermedium

Intermediate jellyskin lichen, forty-five jellyskin lichen

Nostoc is the most common genus of lichen associate cyanobacteria. Many species of Nostoc produce water-storing polysaccharides which give Nostoc-associated lichens like S. intermedium a jelly-like texture. This cyanolichen has a thallus made up of gelatinous, scale-like lobes that grow in patches up to 3 cm wide. The surface is smooth and dark green-brown when moist, and wrinkled and dark blue-gray when dry. The lobe margins are down-turned and often incised, and the lower surface has scattered, white hapters (hair-like, hyphal attachment structures). S. intermedium produces thick-margined apothecia which have a constricted base and a concave, brown disc. This squishy little dude grows on mossy soil and tree bases in temperate regions of the northern hemisphere. By the way, I can't figure out where the common name "forty-five jellyskin lichen" came from and I really wanna know. I doubt anyone out there has any insight, but I am happy to entertain theories!

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[quillpokebiology]

Meowscarada Facts

(Art by ponyui0728 on wall.alphacoders)

-The scientific name for Meowscarada is "Concelo magus" which roughly translates to "Masked magician"

-Meowscarada use the pollen bombs they make for hunting. Their main prey consists of flabébé, smoliv, pawmi, hoppip, sunkern, and petilil

(And even with them hunting pawmi, my floragato still breeds with a pawmot like crazy (-_-)

-Meowscarada are very popular for Mardi Gras celebrations due to their showmanship and masked-like appearance

-It's a common misconception that meowscarada "masks" can be removed. But the "masks" are actually apart of their bodies (seen with them closing with their eyes when they blink or sleep)

-The cape on their back evolved to look like leaves, so they can hide can blend in with trees

-Meowscarada can run up to 40 mph

-Meowscaradas will gently headbutt their trainers to show affection

-They enjoy sunny days and rainy days, as both can give them energy

-Meowscarada emits a scent from their cape and flower that smells like grass after rain, which can lure prey in. But they can also change the scent to be fowl, when they want to keep someone away.

-Meowscarada are closely related to the Liepard and Delcatty line, but are also considered to be in their own genus

-The entire meowscarada line is attracted to shiny things. They'll often collect random coins they find, and show them off to their trainers. Sometimes, they'll collect gimighoul on accident

-Despite bug types being their weakness, meowscarada hunt a lot of bug types

-Wild Meowscarada aren't actively hostile torwards humans, and only attacked if provoked. But they do play Pranks on humans, as well as scary tricks. The best course of action is to laugh it off, as it's just their way of entertainment

(Art by ElilyArt on Twitter)

-Meowscarada enjoy giving flowers as gifts to their trainers. They also give rose flowers as gifts to their mates

-Members of the meowscarada line mark their territory by spraying Pollen on the ground and trees

-In ancient Paldea, Meowscarada were seen as bad omens and something to fear. Bringing back a meowscarada eye showed bravery and courage for killing the being. They were also seen as pests by Royalty, and something that represented peasants

-As a continuation of the fact above, this all changed in the late Middle Ages, when a king used his Meowscarada partner as his own personal jester. Views on Meowscarada softened after that, but some people still see them as bad luck

-Male Meowscarada can also be called Meowscarado

-Because of its association with roses, Meowscarada also symbolizes romance, love, passion, and admiration. But they also symbolize mystery, and hidden danger

(Art by Flooffloof2 on Newgrounds)

Sprigatito Facts

[genus-art]

No context Spider-verse spoiler

[gender-jargon]

[Image ID: The Gynandrix flag created by coiner Gent of Gender-Jargon, 2023. The flag consists of three vertical stripes and one central, horizontal stripe. From left to right, the vertical stripes are dark purple, purple and lilac. The central stripe is cream. /.End ID]

Gynandrix: Describing a Non-Androgyne individual that finds an androgynous gender attribution befitting and considers it an essential facet of their gender identity.

A sibling term of Mascix and Femix.

Etymology

Gynandrix was created to mirror the paradigm used for Mascix and Femix.

From English, "Gynandr" from "Gynandrous" + "-ix", an neologistic suffix used by other terms in this genus, originally based upon Apathmascix and Apathfemix coined by user Cybertroniancoining. Gynandrix was coined by Gent of Gender-Jargon, 2023.

Elaboration

Gynandrix is a complex and potentially contradictory identity in which one's gender is not Androgyne, but has androgynous traits attributed to them nonetheless, and this attribution is not only considered to be fitting by the individual, but an integral part of their overall gender experience.

More simply, a Gynandrix individual:

Has a gender identity that they consider to be Non-Androgyne.

Has traits of androgyny attributed to them by other individuals.

Considers having traits of androgyny attributed to their person to be agreeable and in a few, multiple or all manners at least part of the time.

Considers this attribution to be an intrinsic part of their experience of their gender as a whole.

A Gynandrix individual is not apathetic to androgynous gender attribution, but instead enjoys, appreciate, entertains, welcomes or otherwise freely accepts androgynous traits being attributed to their person. Furthermore, this attribution is a fundamental aspect of their gender experience.

Flag

The Gynandrix flag was created to match the Mascix and Femix flags. The flag consists of three vertical bars and a central, horizontal bar, forming a tri-color flag with a median line. At the left is the darkest purple, becoming lighter as it moves right. The median stripes is cream in color. The colors have the following meanings:

The plum, purple and lilac stripes represents androgynous gender attribution.

The cream stripe represents not being Androgyne.

The Gynandrix flag was created by Gent of Gender-Jargon in 2023.

Note: Gender attribution is not necessarily based upon one’s expression, but is more frequently an assumption made about an individual’s gender identity without their input. Being an assumption, it is not always correct, good, wanted or warranted. Affirming attributions are congruent with one’s perception of themselves. Incorrect and undesired attributions are incongruent with this perception and are often distressing. Gynandrix should not be used to describe anyone who does not like androgyny being attributed to them, as it would be misdenoting on multiple levels

[jackalop]

Reading more about zoochosis, it is defined as a form of psychosis that develops in animals held captive, it usually manifests in what are called stereotypic behaviors.

Stereotypic behavior is defined as behaviors that are repetitive, morphologically identical, and which possess no obvious goal or function. Some of them include: pacing; weaving; bar biting; rocking; self-mutilation; over-grooming; swimming in circles; nail-biting; excessive sleeping; etc

Stereotypical behaviors do not occur in the wild and are exclusively seen in animals held in captivity, particularly those held in small enclosures with little opportunity to engage in natural behaviors. They are thought to be caused ultimately by artificial environments that do not allow animals to satisfy their normal behavioral needs. Those that show this kind of behavior live lives of sensory deprivation, restricted socialization, lack of control on mating behavior and choices, etc. While it usually happens in zoos, it can happen to pets too. Intelligent animals - like primates, elephants and cetaceans, for example - are more susceptible to zoochosis.

While stereotypy in humans is associated with autism and mental illness, it's a pretty common behavior in neurotypical people too. We can show the repetitive behaviors mentioned earlier, body rocking, self-caressing, crossing and uncrossing of legs, and marching in place etc. The modern society put humans in closed, artificial environments that don't offer them the sensory experience they have evolved with, they have a life of social isolation compared to their ancestors, women's reproduction have been (and still are) out of their control. The modern capitalist society restricts human behavior, people often go through their days, weeks, even months, without enrichment. Humans - a species that evolved for persistent hunting and gathering behavior - are living a life of sedentarism restricted to the interior of buildings. Humans - a species that evolved to make tools, being the genus that most specialized in this kind of behavior - are leading lives where spend their free time just consuming and create nothing, no tools, no art, no music, no clothing, nothing. Humans - a species that evolved to be hypersocial - have been feeling socially isolated, with no close bonds to other humans, no fulfilling social activities, many socialize the most through repetitive interaction with screens that might entertain them in short term but cause harmful consequences to be brain in long term.

The point I'm trying to make is: the current human society, despite making us safer and more comfortable through technology, is making us (and the animals that interact with us) sick. The level of depression and anxiety we're exhibiting can't be ignored. Take a walk, play a sport, have a healthy diet, look for group activities, create things! You were made for this. Make sure the necessities of the animals in your life are being met, that they are eating well, playing every day, that the ambient they live offers enrichment, that they can have some contact with nature (taking walks, looking at birds, playing in a garden, whatever is appropriate for their species)

All living beings must do what is natural to them to be healthy, be them wild animals, domesticated animals or humans, after all we are animals like any other.

[stevebattle]

Genus Home Personal Robot (1983) by Ray Raymond, World of Robots Corp. / Robotics International, Jackson, MI. “Robotics International, based in Jackson, Michigan, unveiled its domestic creature during the Winter Consumer Electronics Show in early January. In all its fiberglass glory, Genus stands 4 1/2 feet tall and 22 inches wide and weighs 120 pounds. It comes fully assembled with a CRT as its head. Company officials are still undecided about price but are hedging between $5000 and $8000. The first platoon of Genuses should be available at various computer stores by April. “A number of marketing studies show that home-computer users have expressed a need for a mobile platform, which, in essence, is a robot,” said Victor Pytko, Robotics International’s director of communications. The ultrasonic obstacle-avoidance mapping software alllows Genus to roam around the house, unattended, on its two casters, without bumping into furniture, the kids or the dog. When its 12-volt batteries get low, Genus zips over to one of the room’s electrical 110-volt outlets and recharges itself before it needs to juice up again. … “The basic Genus can be equipped to be a versatile, mobile, state-of-the-art robot capable of vacuuming, entertaining and providing home security without need for human monitoring,” said John Collins, Robotics International president.” – Genus – just what every happy li’l home needs by Kathy Chin, InfoWorld, vol.5, no.7, 14 Feb 1983, page 30.

[lunarsilkscreen]

I JUST GOT DONE WATCHING [REDACTED]

Bruh. It's not that it's devoid of entertainment. It's devoid of understanding, and looks at the world at such a microscopic level that you miss the forest for the trees.

You have to start breaking your understanding into layers;

Overview of the problem

Parts of the problem

Detailed descriptions

That *detailed description* part is for specialist view, on-the-job necessary details.

What's happening is that the "parts" part is being extrapolated to such a degree that it's incredibly hard to understand the scope and depth of the actual problem being described. And because of this; you can tell that the speakers can't wrap their mind around the problem. It's as if they're going in and literally describing every single tree in the forest when the problem they're describing is about the forest itself. And while that is important in certain facets; how different genus' of tree reacts to the problem at hand; those need to actually be broken down into their own parts. Otherwise the whole thing sounds like this giant paragraph that's just full of run-on sentences and because you have this giant un-chunked and stream of though speaking to such a degree; it's incredibly hard to break up any meaningful information from an outsider perspective.

[shotbyshe]

Words of the Day

shellacking:

Present participle of shellac.

A heavy defeat, drubbing, or beating; used particularly in sports and political contexts.

troubadour:

One of a class of 12th-century and 13th-century lyric poets in southern France, northern Italy, and northern Spain, who composed songs in langue d'oc often about courtly love.

A strolling minstrel.

They invented, and especially cultivated, a kind of lyrical poetry characterized by intricacy of meter and rhyme, and usually of a romantic, amatory strain.

An itinerant composer and performer of songs; a jongleur or traveling minstrel.

A singer of folk songs.

* bonus word: jongleur: (french) A wandering minstrel, poet, or entertainer in medieval England and France......In the Middle Ages, a court attendant or other person who, for hire, recited or sang verses, usually of his own composition......A juggler; a conjuror.

rue:

Any of various aromatic woody herbs or shrubs of the genus Ruta of the Mediterranean region and western Asia, especially the ornamental R. graveolens, having bipinnately compound leaves that yield an acrid volatile oil formerly used in medicine.

Any of various other plants having similar foliage, such as meadow rue.

Sorrow; regret. **(this one)

triptych:

A work, such as an altarpiece, consisting of three painted or carved panels that are hinged together.

A hinged writing tablet consisting of three leaves, used in ancient Rome.

A writing tablet in three parts, two of which fold over on the middle part.

days of yore:

The past; bygone days (nostalgic).

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"You shall rue the day you messed with me"....I'm paraphrasing, but she said something like that. Rue has a special place in my heart (it's partially my name(s)). Researching what it means always differs from place to place, subject to subject, spelling to spelling.

"A triptych fable" is how Kinds of Kindness is described. I couldn't with that film. I will with Poor Things one day, because Ruffalo is in it, but I'm in no rush.