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lauralot89 · 1 year ago

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You know what it's time for?

WEIRD SHARKS THAT'S WHAT IT'S TIME FOR

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Pocket Shark

Pocket sharks are named for two small pocket glands appearing behind their pectoral fins. These glands are theorized to be luminous. Pocket sharks look like tiny, tiny sperm whales.

Angular Roughshark

Also called the pig-faced shark or the pig fish, angular roughsharks grow to be about 3 feet 4 in long on average. I personally think they're more bat-faced.

Goblin Shark

Found in the deep sea, goblin sharks are known for being able to extend their jaws like a grabber tool made of teeth. Wikipedia says that these sharks' "flabby bodies" suggest that they are sluggish in nature.

Cookiecutter Shark

The cookiecutter shark only grows to about 20 inches in length, but that doesn't stop it from biting into orcas, great whites, or humans. It suctions onto its meal with its lips and then goes to town. It removes perfect circles of flesh, hence its name.

Wobeggong Shark

Wobeggong refers to twelve species of carpet shark, so-named for their resemblance to a shag rug. They dwell on the bottom of the sea floor and wait for smaller fish to swim nearby.

Swell Shark

Swell sharks like to hide in crevices of algae-covered rocks, waiting for prey to swim by. They are so named not because they're really swell (though they are) but because as a defense mechanism, they can swell up to double their size by swallowing sea water.

Greenland Shark

The Greenland shark has high concentrations of urea in its body. It is theorized to have a lifespan of 250 to 500 years, and it can grow up to 23 feet long. Greenland sharks have been found with moose and reindeer in their stomachs. Because of the shark's toxic levels of urea, its flesh must be fermented or otherwise treated before consumption.

Viper Dogfish

Like the goblin shark, the viper dogfish's jaws can protude from the rest of its head, though its coloring means the viper dogfish looks significantly more Xenomorphish when doing so. This small shark is a member of the lanternshark family, and its underside glows.

Pointy-Nosed Blue Chimaera

Also know as the abyssal ghostshark, this deep sea shark has a venomous spine on its dorsal fin used for defense.

Genie's Dogfish Shark

Genie's dogfish shark is a small species found in the gulf of Mexico and the west Atlantic Ocean. It has real life anime eyes.

Ninja Lanternshark

The ninja lanternshark is a small bioluminescent shark. It is all black except for white markings around its eyes and mouth. It reaches about a foot and a half in length.

Frilled Shark

The frilled shark is sometimes called a living fossil, as it is basically unchanged in the past 80 million years. They are named for their teeth, which each have three points.

Epaulette Shark

Epaulette sharks are named for the large spots behind their pectoral fins. These sharks frequently visit tidal pools and have adapted to long periods of oxygen deprivation by shutting down non-essential neural functions. Epaulette sharks often "walk" with their fins on the sea floor rather than swim.

Horn Shark

Similar to the epaulette sharks, horn sharks like to walk on the sea floor with their fins. However, these sharks have sharp spines to deter predators.

This Ridiculousness

A prehistoric shark, helicoprion lived 20 million years ago and was apparently part buzzsaw. A fossil unearthed in Idaho in 2014 showed that these sharks had no teeth in their upper jaw, and a whorl of teeth in their lower jaw. It's a shame Junji Ito wasn't introduced to this shark during the writing of Uzumaki.

#sharks #long post #weird sharks #shark

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harrie-fic-center · 8 months ago

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satoru gojo

12:03 pm by yueebby

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a night to remember by ianyoa

a typical family by literalia

after what happened by kingkohona

all mine by yueebby

always, eventually, yours by steleir

apocalypse by strxxberries

as if the memories have a heart that only beats at night by sttoru

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don't take me home yet by malo_star

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fear by chuluoyi

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#fic rec #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #satoru gojo x reader #gojo x reader #gojo satoru reader #jjk fic rec

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gremlinmodetweeker · 3 months ago

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Circles of Stars in Cosmic Waltzes

Okay this is just a feel-good fuzzy fic of dealing with self esteem. There is a lot of negative talk in the beginning, but König's always there to help remind us of our potential. He's a very good eldritch horror husband. Junji Ito would be proud of him.

Anyways!

TWs: Self esteem issues, feelings of being useless and unworthy of love, feeling like you're not worthy of your parents (even if there is a hint that they're actually a bit abusive)

Wordcount: 2K

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Circles of Stars in Cosmic Waltzes

You looked at yourself in the mirror. What glared back at you was nothing but shameful.

You looked wrong in your summoner robes. These robes, intricately woven out of enchanted wool and cotton, were naught but circus costumes on you. The elaborate gold and silver designs that had been embroidered into the front and along the sleeves looked gaudy on the black cloak. What was meant to be clean, professional, respectable looked almost like an elaborate joke somebody had crafted out of the scraps of a crafts room.

Looking at yourself pained you. It didn’t seem fair. You, born of great and noble blood that had coursed through the veins of some of the greatest summoners to ever live, were incapable of doing so much as taking control over a weather imp that you conjured from the first layer of the other world. You were nothing but a humiliating mistake to your family’s name. Once, maybe you embraced being the black sheep, but on nights like these you couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to have the shepherd’s care.

The tattoo on the back of your hand once made you proud, but lately it had only drawn ire. A high ranking officer had commented on how strange it was for a summoner to need a mark to copy, to not have their summons’ symbols firmly embedded in your mind’s eye. You had laughed it off at first, but the longer you sat with the thought the lower you delved into the depths of your mind.

You closed your eyes, shielding yourself from the horrible vision. You couldn’t bear to look any longer. The image of you playing as a summoner haunted you. You were simply a fake. You were a laughable excuse for a summoner, anyone could tell that at a glance. Your work was shoddy and unfinished, your memory was poor, your mental fortitude was as strong as a sandcastle in the face of the ocean’s tides. You would wash away, immemorable. You suspected that your name would be scrubbed from the family tree. You couldn’t blame them; you knew you were nothing but a disgrace to anyone who ever cared for you.

You opened your eyes again. You never were good at hiding from fate, were you? What a waste of space… Your parents were usually sympathetic, but you could see how they envied your cousins. They hated what you were. There was nothing but emptiness in the words they spoke to you. They could offer you kind smiles and hopeful praise, but you would never be able to reach up to greet their kindness. Instead, you’d stay on the forest floor and watch the trees grow tall and mighty above you, reaching up to grasp the clouds in the arms of their boughs. You, little ant that you were, could only watch in awe.

In some ways, what was most humiliating about your state was the only summon you had managed to make bend at the knee, and even then it wasn’t even with your force, but rather by their will. König was something beyond your comprehension, both literally and metaphorically. He’d long since made you aware that you were nothing but a speck under his foot.

What was the worst aspect about being König’s summoner was how he treated you so kindly. He was nothing but revenant with you, almost as though he actually treasured you. It was completely beyond your ability to comprehend why König was so interested in you. He’d explained once before, but it didn’t make much sense. Or, well, it did, but that didn’t help make the misery disperse. Instead, you were lost in a nebulous fog of shame, fear and guilt.

Guilt? Guilt. Guilt for wasting your parents’ resources, guilt for tricking others into thinking you were a capable summoner, and the most burning ember in your fire, guilt for chaining König to your side. You were nothing but cruel in how you bound him to you, weren’t you? But did you really decide this fate for him, or was it rather he who chose to shackle this yoke to his neck?

König was incredible. He was a light that shone within your darkest hours. He was the sun that shone down upon your skin, the moon that watched over you at night. He was with you at every moment, always at your beck and call. You’d grown used to his evening conversation, his playful banter as he helped ease you into bed, his warmth as you curled into his side at night. He was the daylight’s greeting and the night’s retreat. Ultimately, he’d become your home.

The lights flickered above. You may not have spoken his name, but he came regardless.

“You doubt yourself. Again.”

You ripped your eyes away from the mirror to look at the figure crouching under the doorway.

“You’re late,” you replied monotonously.

“Am I?” König asked as he stepped in behind you, watching you in the mirror.

“I think so,” you said.

“Then I must be,” König agreed, “I had hoped you might be able to see your light, however, even I am merely a subject of fate.”

“And fate says I’ll hate myself forever?” you scoff.

“Fate says you need a reminder of your worth,” König replied as he situated himself directly behind you.

“I don’t want it,” you spat.

“Fate does not care for your desires,” König droned.

“If fate doesn’t care about me, why should I care about it?” you argued petulantly.

“Fate is not so kind, Summoner,” König raised his hands to place them on your shoulders, “now, tell me, why does my mark cause you pain? Is it not imprinted on you to inspire comfort and hope? Does it not make you warm?”

You looked down at the intricate design on the back of your right hand. You raised it up to take a better look at the darkened skin. The pattern was truly beautiful, full of constellations and ocean waves sweeping into one another. It was one of the most intricate designs you’d seen, a testament to your summon’s strength and abilities. Everything about him exuded power and prestige. He was hammered gold, shaped into intricate arcane art. You were coal burning at the bottom of a pit.

“It’s a reminder,” you told him coldly.

“It is,” König acquiesced, “but I suspect it is more.”

“It is,” you traced the linework with your pointer finger.

“Then tell me, Summoner,” König softly ordered you.

“I shouldn't�� need it,” you said quietly.

“You value the words of the lesser far too much,” König grumbled, “what weakness is there in keeping a symbol of us with you?”

“You only gave it to me because I couldn’t draw your summoning symbol properly,” you cradled your hand to your chest.

“That was what I told you, yes,” König leaned his mask over your shoulder as he looked into your eyes in the mirror.

“You say that like there’s more to it,” you snorted.

“Summoner,” König tsked at you, “do you truly believe that I speak freely and openly?”

You smiled bitterly, “You’ve got me there.”

“Summoner, I like seeing my mark on you,” König chuckled as he leaned over you, caging you in between him and the counter, “when I see it on you, it is but a mark of my ownership of you. I own you, mind body and soul, it all belongs to me. When I put my mark on you, I was binding you to my side.”

You looked down at your hand, where the mark tingled on your skin. This mark seemed less of a reminder of your simple mind and now more a reminder of your fixture in König’s life. Strangely, the idea didn’t seem so disagreeable.

“You believe you are weak,” König drew you from your thoughts, “and there is merit to this, but you are not doomed to a life of fragile floundering. You are, rather, destined for greatness. Your blood gave you a promise on birth, and it has not lied to you. Your blood is simply dormant, but not lost on you.”

König took a taloned hand and brushed it through your hair, careful so as not to accidentally nick your skin with his hooked claws, “When I see you, I am reminded of the cosmos. There is emptiness, yet if you pull back to see the full picture, there circle planets around stars as they dance Azothoth’s maddening waltz through the universe. You are simply experiencing growing pains, of a sort.”

“You keep saying that, but how long do I have to wait?” you sighed as you matched his gaze through the looking glass, “when do I actually get to be strong?”

König shook his head, “To tell you that would be to ruin your potential.”

A frown crawled across your face. König’s prophecies sometimes seemed so far away that they sounded more like myths and legends than they did your fate. At this point, you were beginning to loathe this concept of fate. Had you a chance, you’d take their scissors and drive them through the eye those three witches shared. You had the suspicion such thoughts were thoroughly blasphemous in nature. You didn’t particularly care anymore.

“I wish I could punch fate,” you finally stated.

König laughed heartily, throat warbling with ocean currents and cosmic storms. His head kicked back with mirth, and so warm was his cold laughter that you couldn’t stop yourself from giggling. The two of you shared in the light of the laughter, a beacon in a sea of self doubt and fear. For a moment, the fates seemed to smile upon you, despite your surly nature.

“You do amuse me, Summoner,” König chuckled as he managed to wrangle himself back under control.

“I don’t get why you find it that funny. Don’t you know what I��m going to say before I say it?” you pointed out with a final laugh.

“I only see the potential of what you’ll say. Seeing what you decide upon is a constant welcome surprise,” König leaned down to brush his cheek against your own, “you may think I know everything before it occurs, but I assure you I am in awe with your choices.”

“What else would I have said?” you smirked knowingly.

“Must I tell you?” König sighed with exasperation.

“I command it,” you sniffed haughtily.

“You command! My Summoner, you are certainly growing into your role, aren’t you?” König chuckled before pressing a pinching kiss to your temple before deftly avoiding your retaliatory swat, “I believe another thought was rather depreciatory of your character, another was optimistic in nature. That response, however, was the one I expected the least. And that, dear Summoner, is what I appreciate most about you.”

“What you appreciate most?” you asked.

“You consistently amaze me,” König’s eyes crinkled with sunlight warmth, “and for that, I love you more.”

You didn’t think, and for that you paid the price of turning your head to press a kiss to König’s cheek. For once, both of you were as equally surprised as you were delighted.

König pressed a hand against his cheek briefly before bringing the hand back to circle over your chest, “You may not realize, but each and every kindness you gift me is cherished.”

You ducked your head into his forearm to avoid showing your blush, knowing full-well that König was quite aware.

He was, thankfully, merciful in how he addressed you, “Summoner, it is late and tomorrow does not bring much in the ways of rest. Do you wish to rest?”

You thought for a moment. You knew König was right, tomorrow would be strenuous in how it played itself. Your friends mentioned something about a physical test and something about a wilderness survival trip, but in that moment, König’s hold was greater than any expense the next day brought.

“Not yet,” you told him, “can you just hold me for a bit?”

König encircled you fully in his arms, guiding you into his dark cloak to press you into his form, “Always, Summoner.”

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ensemblesongs · 1 year ago

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⟟ TRIP album directory.

Post will actively be updated...🖋 low quality of certain older uploads to be fixed in due time!

#☆ For navigation purposes and also because it helps me keep track of uploads!#I need to fix this blog's tagging system... urgh.#꒰💭꒱

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chernobog13 · 5 months ago

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I've said it before, and I'll say it again: stay outta the ocean!

Image by Nobuhiko Ito (@itonobuhiko/X/Twitter).

#Gezora #Space Amoeba #Yog Monster From Space #kaiju #Toho #Nobuhiko Ito #diorama #digirama

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authorspirit · 1 month ago

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Emery Ito

Child of the ocean, jealous, child of the islands, neat, romantic, family-oriented.

Athlete.

Emery Ito is the eldest child of Kiyoshi Ito and bears a striking resemblance to his father, not only in appearance but also in his life trajectory. Like his father, Emery showed promise as a young skier athlete. However, he ultimately chose not to pursue a professional athletic career, instead opting to join his father in running the family business as his father did before him with grandfather Naoki Ito. In the end, Emery is quite contempt with that choice. Known as a socialite, your party isn’t a great one if he’s not there.

Concerning his love life, he was known to have multiple flings with various women, but nothing serious. Only the ones closest to him would know he had a crush since his teenage years on the star snowboarder Keiko Nakagawa. However, after one kiss, she deemed him unworthy of her time and he rapidly gained the reputation of a playboy. So what a shock to everyone when Keiko and him officially became a couple. He did not want to lose her again and soon proposed. For the ones not in the intimate circle of their friends, questions arose: how and when did those two become an item? The most shocked one was none other than the secret baby mother of Emery: Moe Shimizu. She recently gave birth to a child, Ren Shimizu. Though it was only meant to be one passionate night, she still felt betrayed upon learning that the famous playboy decided to settle down, so she kept the pregnancy a secret, sure that she could do it on her own. However she soon realized that her child needed to know his father and that she may need the Ito’s money for him. So she went to Emery just mere days before his big day, giving him the shocking news. Upon discovering the truth, Emery felt shaken and asked Moe to keep it a secret as he was to process the news. After a lovely wedding and a honeymoon, Emery also was informed of Keiko’s pregnancy. Which he didn’t take well, creating tensions between the newlyweds. Now nearing the end of Keiko’s pregnancy, he still has not confessed his secret and is too scared of the aftermath of his lengthy decision. But sooner or later, the truth will be out.

My bf said he had the vibes of a rich dude that knows he’s rich and a bit of an a-hole. So I think he’s perfect. His character is actually sweet but he’s a mess. Actually he’s very much giving the same vibes as Arthur. 👀

#ah finally introducing my messy boy! I love all the drama you bring I love you Emery #sapphire plus*#presentations #sapphire intros*

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