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have i told people i like birds? i like birds
extra context in tags + continuation here!
#digital art#art#prox.art#fanart#team fortress 2#medic tf2#heavy tf2#I took a few creative liberties#so this isn’t entirely species accurate!#but medic is a barbary dove#and heavy is a great bustard#the accidental joke abt heavy being physically heavy was entirely unintentional btw#id been going down a rabbit hole of native russian birds and this one had stuck out to me#and wouldn’t you know? heavy ass bird#birds#medimedes
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As a visually disabled person myself, one thing I wish TNG had done with Geordi is show his disability actually affecting how he functions in his daily life. For example, I can’t remember a single time in TNG where Geordi is shown as needing accommodations in his work environment. You might say that’s because his visor means that he can basically “see” normally and so he wouldn’t need accommodations, but I find this explanation frustrating.
For one thing, real life visually disabled people absolutely require accommodations to do most jobs, so if Geordi’s meant to be any kind of accurate reflection of the experiences of blind people, he should require some accommodations. For me at least, it isn’t some kind of wish fulfillment fantasy to see a visually disabled character who can do anything a sighted person can with no accommodations whatsoever. Instead, it feels like a denial of everything that being disabled has meant to me over my life. Disabled people are disabled. We have more difficulty doing certain tasks than an able-bodied person would – that’s what makes us disabled. We require changes to our environment in order to function well.
Also, literally just based on the in-universe information given about Geordi’s visor, it doesn’t make any sense to me that he wouldn’t require accommodations. Geordi’s visor is not really described as simulating vision, it is described as providing completely different sensory information about the physical properties of the world around him. I like to imagine the visor’s input as a kind of enhanced spatial awareness with a precise knowledge of where certain objects are, what their shape is, and what they’re made of. As TNG mentions several times, Geordi’s visor provides much more information than human eyes do, but, importantly, in the few episodes where the details of how Geordi’s visor works are discussed at all, it’s never described as providing purely visual information such as the color or reflectiveness of an object. I think that if Geordi faces a mirror, his visor will tell him there’s a piece of glass in front of him and he’ll know about how large it is and what material it’s made of, but he won’t be able to see his reflection in it, because the visor doesn’t provide that kind of visual information. This distinction is important to me, because it means that Geordi is still functionally blind with the visor, and it should mean that he interacts with the world differently from a sighted person.
For example, I would have loved if Geordi had been shown to be unable to recognize particular people until they spoke. All his visor tells him is that there’s a person in front of him and about what size and shape they are, but this isn’t generally enough information to determine a person’s identity. He canonically perceives Data as looking very different from an organic person which makes sense because Data is made of fully different material. And maybe Geordi can generally tell different species apart based on different body temperatures or something like that. But I really wish that Geordi had been shown at least a few times to need the sound of a person’s voice or some other cue to tell him who they were.
I also think it doesn’t make sense that Geordi can apparently read text on computer screens. How can he read if the visor doesn’t really provide visual information? A computer screen should just register as a flat piece of material. Geordi should have required some kind of accommodation to be able to use the computer screens. For example, maybe Geordi could use the computer entirely through voice commands, something that obviously already exists in the star trek world. Or he could use some kind of tactile display. The Voyager episode The Year of Hell shows that computer terminals on starships are able to utilize a tactile display that I’m guessing is somewhat similar to braille. I loved this mention in Voyager of tactile displays, because it indicates that Starfleet ships are probably automatically equipped with such accessibility devices. Geordi needing an accommodation as small as this would have gone really far in terms of making him feel like a genuine representation of a disabled character, at least to me.
#star trek tng#geordi la forge#star trek voy#i really like geordi as a character and there are some things i think tng did fairly well in regards to him as a disabled character#but i also have criticisms and this is one of my big ones#if anyone has any opinions on this or honestly about anything relating to disability in star trek i'd love to hear your thoughts#even if you disagree with me!#lane posts#lane's disability meta
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A lot of 'Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared' is built upon a sort of inherent surrealism in young children’s edutainment. Because the thing is that for a lot of those shows it’s more important to, well, entertain-slash-educate the target audience of Literal Toddlers than it is to present a coherent world and story. DHMIS just takes this sort of dream-like world that is created as a result of these priorities and reframes it in a serious manner for an adult audience as an element of horror and/or tension. One example is the ages of the characters.
In a lot of those sorts of shows, preschool-and-under-puppet-shows (and sometimes cartoon shows), the ages of the puppet characters are kinda abstract. Again, the main priority isn’t really to make them feel like an accurate representation of a person who could exist in the real world. The ages of a lot of these characters is basically “young enough so that their emotional maturity and worldview is relatable to our preschool target audience, but old enough so that they can go on various misadventures that are also entertaining to our preschool audience without the worry of stuff like parental supervision”.
So these characters have the same presumed understanding of the world as the children in the audience, usually need to be taught basic concepts and live-action adults would generally interact with them in a similar way one would a child - but on the other hand they usually treat themselves as a separate category from the live-action children they might also interact with, and are allowed to do a whole bunch of stuff an actual live-action kid on that same show wouldn’t be allowed to do -
Like drive vehicles -
Or work with heavy machinery -
Or cook -
Or generally just live unsupervised without it being a big deal.
So yeah, the DHMIS trio all kinda live on different points of this spectrum of Ambiguously Childlike Puppets. They primarily interact with ‘teachers’ who explain to them basic concepts most adults would understand, and who generally regard them in a condescending manner (even when these teachers seem like children themselves).
When Yellow Guy meets Lesley, she also addresses him as one would a child. The existence of the Big Boy and Bigger Boy Rooms imply that our protagonist’s floor might be actually called something like the “Little Boys Room”. But they all have some aspects that make this reading a bit complicated, just in different ways.
Yellow Guy feels like the most ‘childlike’ puppet. He has the most simpleminded and naive worldview, the one who is most likely to go along with the ‘lessons’ of the teachers. Even when he becomes fully-charged and thus turns into the most intelligent and emotionally-mature character in the entire show - characters like the Teachers, the Big and Bigger Boys and Lesley all address him like a surprisingly clever kid instead. Plus he dresses in the most obviously childlike way. And possibly the most important factor, he has a father who is significantly taller and bigger than him -
Which definitely implies one is a child and another is an adult.
But… not only is he, urm, ‘recruited’ to a factory job. But he explicitly worked exactly 40 years until his retirement. With the ‘default retirement age’ in the UK being around 66 years, that might instead imply Yellow is in his mid-to-late 20’s instead. Plus, despite the implications that he is a child due to being considerably shorter than Roy - as an old man with a wife and child of his own, he actually remained the exact same size as his younger self.
Which would imply that whatever Yellow Guy is a child or an adult, he is at least adult-sized-enough for his ‘species’.
He is also ‘recruited’ as the ‘Mummy’ in Lily and Todney’s family.
And his fantasy (memory?) of Mulhoven, he sees himself as living on his own.
Red Guy, meanwhile, is on the other end of the spectrum. With his adult-human-like physique and very non-cartoon voice - it’s pretty intuitive to read him as an adult. Continuing the whole Roy Point, Red Guy is consistently shown as being around the same size as other adult ‘Red Guys’ - if not actually on the taller side of things.
And he is seen holding an ‘adult’ job not just in ‘Jobs’ (which you can argue is just some sort of Briefcase-powered pocket dimension where child labor is legal) but also in the ‘real world’ segments of Dreams…. Which, well, has a higher chance of being Actually Real, at the very least.
‘Dreams’ also shows a picture of him graduating from... somewhere?
Plus, he tends to talk back to the teachers more. Which makes him feel more like an adult being condescended to. But then again, the affectations of an adult or a child being condescended too can be quite similar. At the end of the day, the primary things that make his adulthood ambiguous is that he does sometimes need basic concepts explained to him -
And that he does generally regard the other puppets, including the much more childish Yellow Guy as his peers. Even after arguing that he should be the ‘father figure’ of the household, he still ends up calling Yellow his ‘brother’.
And Duck is in sort of an interesting position, on one level he is more ‘adult-y’ than Red Guy, but on another level he is just as childish as Yellow Guy.
Physically he is even shorter than Yellow Guy, and his voice is much too cartoony to peg him as a child or an adult. He ALSO has a graduation photo....
His sense of fashion, his hobbies (reading the newspaper and doing the crossword) and even his chair of choice (a rocking-chair) are all pretty adult, or even old-man-like (compare Yellow Guy’s childish little stool, and Red Guy’s relatively neutral sofa).
But he also likes the same show as the very childish Yellow Guy (although it is a Wallace and Gromit parody and that’s really an all-ages franchise, although it IS notable that it's Red Guy who thinks it's boring and predictable). He is pretty likely to push back against the teachers, although mostly when their lessons clash against his own ego. A behavior that is both mature and immature at the same time. In general with most of what Duck does, it's not necessarily easy to peg his behavior between an insecure grown-up or a child trying to act like an adult.
For example, the ‘Memories’ sequence in ‘Death’ has this memory of Duck ‘telling Yellow Guy about the military’.
Yellow Guy’s words and their positioning is deliberately meant to invoke a specific cultural image of, like, a father or grandfather telling a child about their service. But what Duck is actually ‘telling’ Yellow about is just a very childish and uninformed gushing about military might. ("They're invincible!")
I guess my biggest point is the way this ambiguity can be used as part of DHMIS’ atmosphere of unease. It’s like… no matter how you read the ages of the characters, their situation is utterly fucked up - just in different ways.
If all of the puppets are all adults, then the way they have been robbed of their agency and the absolute lack of control they have over their own life becomes even more disturbing. The condescending and controlling way the teachers tend to treat them becomes even worse. Especially how they have been convinced of their own inability to do anything on their own. See, Yellow and Duck's apprehension about taking the car for a ride in "Transport":
It's just us three! We can't just... do stuff, us three. Can we?
I told you, you shouldn't try and do something without a little... thing telling you how to do it.
This isn’t just about the car - the point is that Duck says “try and do something”. Meaning anything. There is really nothing Duck can imagine the trio can do that they can do alone without the supervision of an ‘authority figure’. This would already be pretty fucked-up if they were kids, but as adults it’s an even darker situation. No wonder their life is so bleak and terrifying.
If one is to read the puppets as kids instead, then it is also pretty disturbing how much they are left to their own devices. I mean, yeah, their life is robbed of all agency - but they lack any sort of real adult emotional support. Kids don’t just need adults to Teach Stuff to them or Stop Them From Doing Wrong Things, they need general advice and help and support and reassurance and role models and adult kindness and the DHMIS Trio doesn’t get any of this.
The characters’ utter isolation from anyone who isn’t a ‘teacher’ is already pretty fucked-up if they’re adults - but if you see them all as kids, it’s even darker. No one can help them mitigate pressures during interpersonal conflicts, no one to comfort and take care of them when things get rough, no positive example they can aspire and emulate. They all basically have to alternate being the ‘responsible adult’ for each other. And if they are all kids, this is really dark. No wonder they and their relationships are so fucked-up.
And if you see only some of them as kids, like for example, I think the most popular fan interpretation is that Yellow Guy’s a kid and the other two are adults? I think it is a valid read of the situation but that also comes with it’s own layer of fucked-upness with the power dynamics now at play. Like, every time Duck or Red Guy mistreat Yellow Guy, it’s not just them being assholes. They’re being assholes to a child, when they are the adults who are - by default of being the only adults consistently around in his life - are responsible for.
And no matter how you’d try and shake it, it’ll always come off pretty fucked-up. Like, if you have Red Guy as a Token Kid then it’s a matter of a child being forced into a Responsible Adult position basically by being the most grounded person in the household. If Duck's the only adult than, like, oh god who put THIS guy in charge of taking care of two children? And so on and so on…
No matter which path you take, it’s always very dark, and very DHMIS…
#don't hug me i'm scared#dont hug me im scared#dhmis#dhmis analysis#dhmis theory#yellow guy#red guy#duck#yellow guy don't hug me i'm scared#dhmis red guy#red guy dhmis#red guy dont hug me im scared#duck dhmis#dhmis duck#yellow guy dhmis#dhmis yellow guy#this post was inspired by me watching DHMIS on Niconico with Japanese fansubs#and noticing the different first-person pronouns the different fans gave to the Three of Them lol
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A.S.A. Octonauts Headcanons:
Pt. 4 — Peso:
[ This entry is not historically accurate to the areas mentioned. This is a rewritten/vamped fan version of lower Latin America in order to fit the narrative that I have created for this world. I have however tried to keep it regionally accurate to respect Latin America itself. ]
Peso Pedro Gentoo Perez was born in Ushuaia, the capital of Tierra del Fuego in Argentina.
He is the third born, with two older siblings and one younger brother. Pogo (Older Brother) and Piñata (Older Sister, lol I'm not judging I just wanna know how we got here), with Pinto being the youngest of the siblings.
Peso doesn’t have very many memories of his father (mostly trauma related) but he does know that when he was young his father was a factory operator. His father was in charge of overseeing not only the machinery but also the factory floor. Peso isn’t quite sure what kind of factory it was but it was good money and got his family through some very tough years.
His father unfortunately passed due to an accident at the factory involving a fire and several gas leaks.
Peso doesn’t have very many memories of his father (mostly trauma related) but he does know that when he was young his father was a factory operator. His father was in charge of overseeing not only the machinery but also the factory floor. Peso isn’t quite sure what kind of factory it was but it was good money and got his family through some very tough years.
His father unfortunately passed due to an accident at the factory involving a fire and several gas leaks.
He had gotten trapped underneath a set of cross beams when the ceiling collapsed and didn’t make it out before the entire building combusted.
His father was a kind man with a strong heart, and even in the circumstances he was in he did his very best to be a good person and take care of his crew.
The memory trauma I’m referring to is called Dissociative Amnesia or Traumatic Bereavement. When a traumatic experience (however powerful it is) happens (death, grief, abuse, war, or natural disasters), in order to protect itself the brain forces itself to forget.
Piñata also experiences memory lapses too but not on the level Peso does. Pogo is the only one who seems to remember enough, but he tends to shut away mentions of his father.
His mother Pricilla also worked. She was one of many nurses who oversaw penguin laborers, and although she never got a degree or went to school she was very well versed in the ways of medicine. This is where Peso learned his love of helping people.
She became a widow months before she laid Pinto's egg. After his father died several members of their family moved in to help take care of them, and they've lived there ever since. (Auntie Papita, Cousin Petina, Great Uncle Pepe, and Grandma Perdita)
Precilla would later remarry a king and very quiet sheep dog names Eriko (Mucuchies aka Venezuelan Sheepdog, born/raised in Venezuela but later move to Chile where they met.)
Peso has a large family.
During his childhood there were several epidemics that took out a large portion of the penguin/animal populace, so he’s very happy to have been able to keep his.
His family consists of several different species of penguins as well as multiple career paths, currently he and his two older siblings are the only ones to have had the opportunity to go to school, as well as their cousin Petina.
Of course Peso has very fond memories of growing up, especially with that family, but that’s not to say it was an easy childhood.
Even when Peso was young the community he lived in struggled, not only because of the epidemics but the working environments as well. They were known to be harsh, non-accommodating to the local populations (not just penguins), and overall low paying.
But back then work was work, no matter the pay. As long as you had a job, your family survived.
In those years even in some parts now, the lower areas of South America were plagued with factories and war bound organizations including the military.
Clear skies were few and far between as the air was constantly being pumped with smog, not only from the machines that were used but from the burning of blubber that kept them fueled.
When he was little Peso would go with his mother and the other nurses (some doctors would accompany every now and then, but hospitals were usually very busy) to visit the outer colonies. Sometimes even leaving for weeks at a time depending on how far they had to travel, or how affected the area was with sickness.
This of course, as I mentioned earlier, was how Peso learned to love medicinal practices. He would often claim that he would be just like his mama when he grew up, that he would do anything to help someone in need. And really . . . all he needed was a start.
Peso was roughly thirteen when the Animal Salvation Association (The A.S.A.) began to make efforts to aid communities like his. Sending peace treaties and resolving conflicts through pacifism. Because of these efforts his community began to change and kids like him were now able to go to school and receive education.
It was only when Peso learned about the “Thermal Adaptor Armor™ or T.A. Armor™ ” that he was able to realize his dream of becoming a doctor.
T.A. Armor is a body suit (Created by Lwazii Ntuli) with the ability to regulate internal body temperatures in countered climates. With this suit, warm/cold blooded creatures will receive proper fluctuating temperatures programmed to keep their bodies at the proper condition in order for them to survive.
Peso worked hard to learn and adapt to this new style of teaching. Spending years of his young life applying himself to his studies as well as any medical knowledge he could find. At seventeen he applied for his first internship in a schooling program created by Professor Theodore A. Inkling dutifully named “The Future Ahead.”
With his hard work he graduated early, and it was only when he applied for the Harbor Grove Institute a very sought after university within the United Kingdoms that he earned the attention of Professor Inkling himself, who just so happened to be the headmaster at the time.
Peso made the bravest move to travel all the way to the UK, and with the money he was able to earn working several jobs through the A.S.A.’s new programs, he was able to afford not only the suit itself but the tuition as well.
During his second term Professor Inkling sent him a scholarship that would carry him through the next two years.
He of course took the opportunity with great excitement, and finally Peso was given the advantage and he worked hard to keep it.
Peso was just a week from graduation when Professor Inkling offered him a spot as a Medical Officer for the Octonauts, and he’s been there ever since.
It wasn’t until Peso joined the Octonauts that he was able to really use his skills. Most of his experience came from helping his mother (now retired) in the field, while school only taught him the book stuff.
Note: The first season of the show really highlights Peso’s learning process. He’s naturally caring but because of his lack in field training he’s very hesitant to do things unless it is an extreme medical situation. He holds himself back, but through the caring nature of his team you really get to see Peso shine and find confidence in himself.
Fun Facts:
Fav. Gup obviously the Gup-E it's literally an ambulance.
Fav. Fish/Ocean Creature . . . probably the Snot Sea Cucumber, I mean let’s be honest here, we see Peso’s true form whenever he makes “s-not” jokes. Although a close second would probably be the Humuhumunukunukuapwa’a.
Peso comes from a very musical inclined family, he of course plays the xylophone and maracas (although I think he would also be ✨ magical✨ at the guitar, hopefully they make guitars Peso size because otherwise I might die from laughter) while the rest of his family varies in other instruments including singing/dancing.
Peso slept with a nightlight the first year of college, after that he felt comfortable enough where he didn’t have to use it. It’s only when he joined the Octonauts that it manages to slip into his belongings. 💙😭💔
(Peso could cure cancer if he wanted to but then he’d be out of the job . . . you know it’s true)
I’ve said this before . . . so here’s an excerpt:
I would love to be at one of their family functions
Just imagine someone’s Quinceanera!
Or even dinner at Grandma’s
Yum 🤤
(Yes I realize Grandma Perdita lives with them but STILL)
Every Sunday the crew gets to make video calls to their loved ones to check in and Peso makes sure to call his family at a certain time on the dot. If he doesn’t, his mother and Auntie Papita have been known to frantically call the Octopod thinking something is wrong.
It doesn’t help when there are actual emergencies but Peso and the crew can’t help but appreciate the concern.
Peso is an advocate for good health. (duh lol)
Everyone gets a monthly check up on the octopod (some more than others *cough, cough* Kwazii).
He is constantly making sure that everyone is getting the rest they need every night as well as keeping a constant eye on the Vegimals’ meal plans.
He also cares a TON about mental health.
That was one of the major practices he looked into before joining. I feel like he’s the type to research until he’s literally run out of every book/search engine in his possession.
I think a huge part of that research would have something to do with documentaries. Not so much psychology itself but actual examples from first hand accounts.
Ex: Astronauts, Ocean Explorers/Scientists, Team Dynamics within research groups, etc., etc.
He wants his team to be healthy in all aspects, so in a way I think Peso (Dashi may fall into this category too ngl) would become the group “therapist”, aka the shoulder to lean on when things got rough.
He actually does this very well and I know that the team would benefit from someone being the listening ear. Especially Barnacles and Kwazii.
Peso would be an amazing cook, and to be completely honest with you I think the only reason the Vegimals know how to cook is because of him.
Like I’m sure the others can cook to a certain extent like Dashi, Tweak, and Professor Inkling. Although Inkling is more of a baker as well as Barnacles, but Dashi and Tweak have at least some family recipes from when they were growing up.
I don’t trust anyone else. *cough, cough* Shellington and Kwazii (aka the only ones left) . . . I mean it’s not for lack of trying *sweats in memory of a pirate related foods*
Lastly I’d like to say that I am seriously impressed with Captain Barnacles in this series. He has helped Peso so much in becoming the truest version of himself. Having him step in instead of others (like Kwazii) and allowing him the chance to make decisions without his help.
I think it also goes to show that even in those moments, Barnacles is always there. Not just because he’s protective, but because he knows Peso can do it, and he’s really only there in case Peso needs a reassuring paw even when he’s far away.
A great example is the Vampire Squid episode.
Barnacles gives Peso the opportunity to test his abilities in a dark and albeit very scary place. He and Dashi are constantly monitoring Peso’s movements to make sure he’s okay but they don’t do anything until he has the chance to reach out.
When Peso shows that he needs help the captain allows Kwazii to go first. He knows Kwazii is capable of deterring any true dangers, knowing that he’ll make sure Peso is safe and has control of the situation.
And yes I do realize that Kwazii crashed the Gup-B, but I mean it wasn’t actually his fault . . . for once. (He just gets excited when he sees his friends, so he tends to shout and scare every fish in a ten mile radius away)
Captain Barnacles only comes after Kwazii has crashed, and he wants to make sure that they’re alright. But when Peso shows that he wants to step up and go at the rest of the mission alone Barnacles lets him. Leaving him with a reassurance that if he needs anything they’ll be there waiting for him.
Just the amount of faith that he has for Peso is truly touching. He is so proud of Peso and so supportive.
(Sorry that’s the end of my rant. I just needed to add some Barnacles appreciation to this post. MEOMI and BBC really gave us the perfect trio, I’d be lost without my boys.)
The Perez Family:
Mateo (Father, Deceased), Precilla (Mother), Eriko (Step-Father), Pogo (Older Brother), Piñata (Older Sister), Peso, Pinto (Younger Brother), Auntie Papita, Petina (Cousin, Papita’s Daughter), Great Uncle Pepe (Perdita’s Brother), Grandma Perdita (Precilla’s Mother), Rocko (Cousin), Uncle Robert (Rocko’s Father), Auntie Rachel (Rocko’s Mother), Ooju (Cousin), Uncle Oscar (Ooju’s Father), Auntie Olivia (Ooju’s Mother)
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(Not me sleeping in till 3, forgetting to work on this because I was so preoccupied with drawing Y/N & Fae, pausing the video I was watching halfway through only to panic at the time and rush this . . . well I wouldn't say it was rushed. I started at what? 7:30?? And it literally just hit midnight?? Anyways happy sleeping, I'm gonna hate myself when I have to get up at 9 for work.
Hope ya'll enjoyed the Peso content! I've had this backstory in mind for a while and now I finally get to share it. I think Barnacles' second headcanon is going to be a half post as in, that one is going to be more about his adult life and I may end up posting two headcanons that day. We'll see.)
Other Headcanons . . .
Captain Barnacles ( 1 & 2 ) / Kwazii / Peso / Dashi / Tweak / Shellington / Inkling / The Vegimals
[ This is a Octonauts AU, in no way is this canon to the OG storyline. ]
#octonauts#octonauts above and beyond#octonauts the asa#octonauts story#octonauts peso#peso#peso redesign#peso penguin
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Say hello to our newest and hopefully last au Lamiatale! A beautiful au of prehistoric violence and mystery!
*for the record, nothing about this will be historically accurate, so y’all are gonna hear references to multiple time periods lol*
To set the story:
This au is set far far far into the past, so far that the ice age hasn’t even happened yet! Humans themselves have yet to evolve, so the main sentient species is the Java men, a prehistoric humanoid. And of course the visiting fae
And as fae do, they romance the javas creating an entirely new type of monster race. See the Java men valued brute strength unlike the humans of the future who valued innovation/adaptability. The result of this union this created a monster race that is much larger and physically stronger than the other AUs, but much less varied in magic and types.
Another interesting detail of this au, is that any children between a human/java and a scaled monster always come out a mage instead of halfbreed. The scaled monster utilizes less magic than a normal one, thus making for a creature that is more physical when reproducing with humans.
Lamiatale- or the scaled monsters as other AUs call them, boast incredible physical power. They are strong, sturdy, and very very aggressive. But they lack in magical finesse. Simple brutal attacks come easily, but specialized magics like healing, weapon conjuration, shape manipulations and others are rare and very difficult to learn. The magical affinities available to these monster are extremely limited as well, with only earth, poison, Fire and Water affinities seen naturally. Every monster type that exists in Lamiatale seems to be modeled in some way after the prehistoric reptiles the Java respected and feared. All scaled monsters have the traits of a reptile, usually in the form of the lower torso. And no furred air or ice monster types are seen in this au.
With the power of magic and muscle on their side, the lamia monsters quickly became the apex predators of their world. They developed a culture that prized strength and power above all else. They’re all quite warlike and had to be swiftly brought down to heel under the foot of the royals after their appearance towards the end of the first year in ebott. Thankfully the monsters (and Java men) that appeared were all from separate tribes. Their lack of unity certainly helped tame them.
Nowadays the majority of the scaled monsters are part of the royal guard as active soldiers. Many have been stationed underground, preferring the humid climate of waterfall, the closest they have to the tropical rainforests of their past au. Many Java man however have integrated easily into modern life, being smarter than their monster relatives. The new generation of scaled monsters thankfully don’t seem to have the aggression of their parents
And now here’s the boys!

Meet Seth and basilisk!
Seth (Lamiatale sans):
Seth is a scaled au skeleton with a lower torso resembling a Komodo dragon. He has a rusty orange magic and a muscular build. As a lamia skeleton, his ecto is always out. The only parts of the skeleton fully visible are his skull and rib cage. When standing upright (on all fours) he reaches 6’5. He is aged 55
Seth is a grumpy pessimistic monster. He despises the rules of the surface but is resined to the fact that this is his new normal. He’s more intelligent than the average scaled monster giving him a sense of imposter syndrome his whole life. He is very cautious around the squishy humans and monsters from the softer AUs, not wanting to get in trouble by hurting one. He is rather puzzled by how taken his brother seems with them, but to each their own. …. Sometimes he wishes he wasn’t so scary. Maybe then he’d find this new place easier to tolerate
Seth is of course in the royal guard like any other decent scaled monster. He’s stationed close to the outskirts of vanity falls and when he isn’t tasked as security, he helps cut down trees to make roads by order of the guard captains. It’s mind numbing work and he often finds himself bored and irritable.
Seth’s special ability is called fang rot. His bite can rot away flesh as fast as a very strong acid. Thankfully he has pretty good control over it and doesn’t just burn everything he bites a chunk out of. He can also conjure a weapon, a simple club. He’s very proud of it
Things he loves: the color grey, steak and potatoes, wrestling, fishing, hunting, sparring, reading- especially sci fi, hibiscus flowers, travel documentaries, seeing the city, trying to learn new languages, stargazing, folk music, his nieces and nephew.
Basilisk (lamia papyrus):
Basilisk is a scaled au skeleton monster with a lower torso resembling a serpent. He also has a scaled hood that he can hold up or leave down at will. He has a dark lake foam green magic and muscular build. As a lamia skeleton, his ecto is always out. The only parts of the skeleton fully visible are his skull and rib cage. When standing upright, he reaches 7’8. He is aged 48
Basilisk is a proud boastful monster. In his old au he was the perfect monster- strong, fast, aggressive, a successful hunter- he got the best territories, the best food, and the best ladies because of it. He has a rather inflated ego from his upbringing. He isn’t the brightest bulb in the box, but thankfully he’s quite friendly to those who are nice from the beginning, and is eager to please.
Basilisk is in the royal guard like every good scaled monster! He’s one of the easier ones to work with so is often trusted to help out the local covens in the towns around vanity falls when he isn’t doing security and drills. He’s done a variety of farm work, construction and roadwork as well as his guard duties over the years. He never works weekends as that’s his time with his kids.
Basilisks special ability is called the basilisks glare. If he squints hard, what he’s staring at is frozen in place as long as he focuses on that object. He is unable to conjure a magic weapon and only uses base or skeletal attacks.
Things he loves: his daughters and son, the color sunny yellow, ribs and carp meat, sparring, hunting, rap and pop, swimming, climbing trees, trying to eat things he probably shouldn’t, his kids tik tok videos, dancing, basil flowers (cause you can eat them!)
Side characters:
Seafoam: a Java woman from a neighboring tribe east of the lamia brothers, seafoam was being courted by basilisk shortly before the crash, and was pregnant with his daughters when it happened. She has a good coparenting situation with her ex, and nowadays has completed her education and is thriving as an apprentice at an agricultural lab developing safer pesticides. She’s always amused by her daughters stories of their dads antics when they come home after the weekends. She’s very grateful they inherited her brains and not his lol
Fernfield: a Java woman from a neighboring tribe north of the lamia brothers. She was another ex lover of basilisk, and had his son two years before the crash. Fernfield is glad basilisk stayed out of trouble after the crash so he could be there for his kid. They had a peaceful coparenting relationship. Her son has since moved out for his apprenticeship and she’s enjoying the extra space in her home and has taken up painting. She works at a mellow mart in the beauty section.
Raptor: the son of basilisk and his oldest child. Raptor is a scaled skeleton mage. He has scales all along his lower legs, black eyes besides his irises, and when it’s dark, you can faintly see his skeleton glow underneath his skin. Raptor is a young man, only 21 years old and has just started his apprenticeship at a law firm in ebott. When he visits his dad, he tries to make it on weekends so he can see his sisters too.
Rollingwaves: she goes by wave for short, wave is a daughter of basilisk, the older twin. She is 16, soon turning 17 and doesn’t know exactly what she wants to do with her life, but she sure does know it’ll be in research like her mom. She stays with her dad on the weekends and loves camping and hunting with him.
Grassyvalley: she goes by valley for short. Valley is a daughter of basilisk and the younger twin. Shes 16, soon turning 17. She wants to work as a historian when she finishes school. She stays with her dad on the weekends and loves getting him to practice tik toks dances with her.
Gully: Lamiatale undyne, she is a spunky aggressive river monster with the lower half of a plesiosaur. She is from the same tribe as seafoam and is a fierce protector of the Java people that were in her tribe still today. Gully is in the guard of course and is mainly stationed at the agricultural research center in ebott. She knows every single person who works there by scent, not necessarily by name. She’s bad at names
Mudscale: Lamiatale alphys: mudscale is a lizfolk monster with a second set of legs and two huge curling horns on her head. She’s unusually chill for a scaled monster and is one of the rare ones not in the royal guard. She works at a butcher shop in Goldenvalley. She is from the same tribe as grassyvalley
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For the ask meme: pov?
POV — something that’s already happened, retold from another character’s perspective
MARTHA TIME BABEY!! this is set in season 3!! also this got longer than i was anticipating so uh readmore time <3
Martha knew about the (in her opinion, a bit on the nose) rosebush that resided splayed across The Doctor’s ribs, and how it didn’t used to have thorns wrapped around it. She obviously knew of and thought fondly about the caduceus snuggled to his clavicle that matched her own. (and oh, how she remembered that day, him and his confusing heartbeat and his eccentricities, including pulling down the collar of his shirt with an enthusiastic “This one is you, isn’t it!”.) She was even aware of the swirling vortex wrapped around his wrist that faded in and out, belonging to one Captain Jack Harkness. That one was..interesting, to say the least.
But The Doctor tended to stay rather bundled up. Logically speaking, it was entirely possible that he had several more marks that she would never bare witness to. She just kind of assumed otherwise, though. The Doctor hardly seemed the type to accumulate soul marks willy nilly, and even when he did, they didn’t seem like they would be all that private. Definitely not a soul mark on the upper thigh type bloke, by any means.
Then he had to go and get himself shot. Sure, she wasn’t an expert in xenobiology (yet- she had some plans), but generally speaking, large wound treatment was the same regardless of species. Step 1: get them into a position where you can accurately assess the wound, for the love of god, Doctor, stop being a baby, take off your shirt, and stay STILL. Step 2: Stop the bleeding. Luckily the shot through the shoulder had been from laser fire rather than a bullet, cauterizing the wound. Clearly meant to injure rather than kill, thank god. Step 3: If bleeding is under control, clean the wound. She didn’t have all the resources she’d like, but the Tardis did provide a fairly extensive first aid kit, including sterilizing wipes that The Doctor, uh, probably wouldn’t have a bad reaction to. Hopefully. Step 4: Make the open wound no longer open: aka bandage it up and threaten to put a cone on him if he starts messing with it.
The final step, which was really only in this specific case, was stop focusing on the wound and see a large dark spot out of the corner of her eye. Curious, and just a tad worried that there was some Other thing going on, Martha actually studies the blotch between his shoulder blades. It’s not a blotch, or a wound, or a rash, but rather the spitting image of a beetle. Oh, interesting. Clearly a soulmark, though the color is slightly faded, and she couldn’t think of who it might go to. Swallowing down just the ever so slightest twinge of jealousy over The Doctor being connected to yet another someone, she couldn’t help but ask, “So who’s this one then?”
She even threw in a slightly cheeky grin, because she genuinely was more curious than anything. Instead of direct response, of course, The Doctor only replied with a “Huh?”
“The beetle? Smack dab in the middle of your back? You know the one!”
With a scoff, The Doctor hastily puts his (first) shirt back on, and sucks in a breath through his teeth as he pulls on the brand new bandaging. “I most certainly do not know the one. I don’t have a mark on my back!”
Martha rolls her eyes at him. “Do you really not know? It’s not exactly subtle.”
The Doctor turns to face her, stares for a moment, then...sonics his own back. Apparently that does something for him, because as he squints down to the readout? he lets out a classic, “What?”
“I mean, it’s not that odd of a mark, is it? Almost terrestrial, for you.”
“No, that’s not. It’s not the mark itself, it’s, well, I don’t know who it belongs to.”
“Wait, I thought you had this sort of thing all, I dunno, cataloged out? Filed and color coded and everything.”
“Yeah, I mean, it could be her-”
Martha’s eyebrows raise and she covers up another of the littlest, ittiest, bittiest pang with a teasing, “Oh her? You’ve got a mystery woman out there? Or should I say another one?”
“No, no, no, not like that, just someone I ran into-”
“Yeah, right, someone you ‘just ran into’ is someone you have a soulmark with.”
He grimaces ever so slightly, at it’s not from that stupid shoulder of his. “Yeah, you’re right. Can’t be...Well, should be interesting to find out, anyway. Now, where were we? Trensalor, right?”
He’s dashing off to the Tardis console before she can respond, and she lets out a sigh. She knows full well this conversation isn’t getting anywhere any time soon, so might as well go with it. Privately, she hopes that whomever this mystery person is that is now written on The Doctor’s skin is decent. Maybe even someone she could get on with, ideally.
She hasn’t yet discovered the beetle wing on her back.
#replies#anon#doctor who#soulmarks au#martha jones#tenth doctor#tennant doctor#donna noble#me being a fucking genius: oh ten and donna have matching soulmarks#BUT WHAT IF ROSE AND MARTHA BOTH HAVE PARTIAL SOUL MARKS WITH DONNA!!!! SICK!!!!!!!!!!!#my fic
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the ever so annoying thing about watching - as enjoying could be a bit of a stretch when it came to guinaifen - a movie with the luofu firecracker herself was the aftermath. if one indulged in an alien based movie you'd have her theorizing and recounting the various species she had seen throughout her life, then going on about the dishes she had tried that were rather otherworldly. the same would happen if there was some sort of dangerous trick in movie that she died to learn and use in her performances, so one shouldn't be surprised when poor ren had been invited to a movie night with her that guinaifen, in the aftermath, had gotten up on her feet in the couch and taken a stance similar to the knight that had showed themselves in the movie.
" ... the thing that bothered me the most though," she had been yapping for a minute, the change in her stance being overly relevant to the point she was about to make. her hand would pretend to be holding a sword, the other a shield, as it performed swift swings over poor ren's head. " was that they kinda went swish, swish when heavy swords and lances like that are more of a woooooosh motion, like reeeeeal slow - or not, like, that slow but like this ! -"
and there she went pretending to swing a sword around similar to the knight in the movie. whatever point she was trying to make, it'd be a wonder if ren caught it.
after her short-lived performance guinaifen would simply be standing in the couch for a moment, one hand on her hips and another waving away coral strands from her face. "i actually know how to wield a sword, you know," she'd grin down at him, head canting downwards to look at him from her stance. "not like the swords around here, duh, i'm not from the xianzhou's region at all ! but i learned how to fight with a sword when i was much, much, much younger - i must have been half my size or something..."
she'd hum as she'd sink back into the couch, legs crossed as a finger reached out - hey, it could be a mini sword ! - as she pretended to stab him in the side; " just as bad-ass though, of course. might even have been a little more bad-ass actually," she'd add a few more jabs alongside some of the former sword noises she had made.
(seriously, run, my guy)
" i could totally kick your ass, probably. the reason being i can conceal swords in my throat, you totally so wouldn't see the handle poking out if i can at you fast enough! hehe ... or, maybe you should, i dunno! " she couldn't of course, but she'd reach for his hand with a light motion, adjusting their palms together as if to compare hands (she wasn't exactly doing that, she was simply being restless). falling silent for a moment, she'd hold their hands up alongside the silence before peeking past their hands and over to him; "were you ever forced to train with swords when you were younger , ren ? "
the cushions shift slightly as guinaifen moves, but ren remains where he is, comfortably settled without the slightest effort to readjust. well, aside from the natural sway of his body as she strikes a new pose, playing the part of a knight with theatrical flair. his head tilts back just enough to look up at her, mildly amused. she’s clearly paid close attention to the scene from the movie, her mimicry surprisingly accurate. he doesn’t question it. honestly, it’s far too late in their dynamic for any sort of judgment, and by now, her antics are something he’s grown accustomed to. not that it was ever a chore or a bad thing, guinaifen’s presence was never something forced on him. still, there's no denying she operates in a rhythm entirely her own, a niche kind of charm that, more often than not, keeps him genuinely intrigued.
❝ is it possible to be half your size ? ❞ now that’s just uncalled for. guinaifen isn’t that much shorter than ren but of course, he can’t resist pointing out the height difference with a mock-serious comment, his tone laced with playful intent despite the deadpan delivery. his gaze narrows as he gives her a slow, exaggerated once-over from head to toe, before settling back on her face with a dramatic purse of his lips, a hum of exaggerated contemplation following shortly after. it’s all theatrics, naturally, but the kind done in jest, teasing in the most harmless, familiar way. ❝ maybe badass-ery is something you’re born with. since you were so small, all of it was contained in baby guinaifen’s body. now it’s spread out because you’ve grown. then when you get older and shrink, as old people tend to do, perhaps you’ll be even more badass. ❞
oh, if this were a competition in sheer nonsense, then ren has just catapulted himself straight into the finals with his latest string of bullshit. where he pulls it from is anyone’s guess, certainly not his own logic. and it must both look and sound utterly absurd, especially given the fact that he delivers it in his usual, steady tone, as though they were discussing something genuinely serious rather than whatever this is. naturally, he makes no move to stop guinaifen’s finger as it jabs at his side with her finger like a makeshift mini sword, a playful strike that manages to actually chip away at his composure. a chuckle escapes him, unbidden, before he half-heartedly attempts to bat her hand away with a lazy swipe.
❝ i sure hope you don’t intend to sheath your sword inside you, it would make you quite the easy target for anyone keeping their own weapon in a more ... convenient place. ❞ with that, he gives her shoulder a light nudge with his closed fist, more habit than thought, before drawing his hand back, flexing his fingers slowly as if working out tension, then letting it settle idly in his lap. her next question catches him off guard, not something he would’ve anticipated and definitely the sort he’d usually dodge. it brushes up against parts of his life he doesn’t typically let others near, the kind of topics that tend to weigh down the air if handled carelessly. and yet, even with all that in mind, he already knows he is going to answer her. because guinaifen isn’t asking to dig or judge. because there’s no malice behind the question. because somehow, the words are already beginning to leave his mouth before he’s given himself permission to say them.
❝ truth be told, i don’t exactly remember it vividly. ❞ it’s his turn to peek at her, past their hands and with his head slightly tilted as he lets his gaze be drawn to their palms for a split second. ❝ sparring used to be a fun way to pass time, not to mention it was supposedly useful too, knowing the basics of swordplay is not a bad thing. the skills i possess today were not exactly refined by conventional means, if that is what you ask. i was taught a skill and a lesson both at the same time. that’s a fair way to put it. ❞ as his hand moves, fingers sliding between guinaifen’s with familiar ease, he takes hold of her hand and gives a gentle tug, pulling her forward. before she can stumble into him completely, his other hand rises to meet her shoulder, steadying her with a soft but deliberate touch.
❝ with that said, i look forward to seeing you beat me in a friendly spar. surely you wouldn’t claim victory so soon if you weren’t one hundred percent certain you would win, right ? ❞ bumping his forehead against hers, he then leans back with a short laugh. ❝ now that wouldn’t be very badass of you. ❞
@avaere / unprompted badass entertains senior citizen.
#avaere#long post /#claims baby gui and old lady gui would be more badass than this gui#makes fun of her height#doubles down on her badassery#local man is a menace to innocent fun loving luofu citizen#i think his bounty was just raised by 1k#at least 1k. maybe more
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I don’t wanna spend too much time on this 2day but I absolutely want to try and make a full post about this theory at a later time. So if I come off weird it’s cuz I’m tired hsbcrvg, I’m gonna forget if I don’t write it out now tho.
I’m also not at all an expert, just autistic 😎. To quote Raph, “I’m not a scientist but this is absolutely your guilt glands, excreting guiltzimes into your guiltis system☝️😌.”
But basically I, as I’ve said before, am now incredulously familiar with the different Rise turtle species’ anatomy. And over the last month or two I’m becoming increasingly sure of the theory that they aren’t just blood related through Lou Jitsu, but have a little of each others turtle DNA too.
⭐️The biggest undeniable signifier of this is Donnie’s plastron and bridge. It’s of course important that there’s a lot that doesn’t have to be accurate in a stylised completely fictional show like Rise, and especially with mutants.
But man it’s a pretty big plot hole to have this character who’s design and character (as well as story at times) be known as having a softshell because of his species, but give him these key/obvious turtle attributes that said species definitely doesn’t have, he certainly didn’t get a hard and external plastron + bridge from his human side. /nm /gen
Turtles have tons of bones inside their bodies like most animals do, but the shell, bridge and plastron bones are more external, and covered scutes. The skin connects around the two gaps in the front and back.
Softshells still have a hard plate with their spinal cord and [shorter] ribs, but it’s under a leathery “shell” of skin, and they don’t have a solid bridge connection like other turtles. Their bones are absolutely wack bro /pos. Their plastron and the closest thing they have to a bridge are still equivalent to our front ribs, but even more so in that they’re still behind skin [but I don’t think muscle?], and that skin more or less is around their entire body [kind of].
[it’s worth mentioning that in other species they do have lots of nerves and stuff in their shells, they ARE still sensitive, though most likely less. Not too relevant to this but I feel like people have the assumption that their shells are super numb or they can’t feel stuff touching them. They love those shell brushes yo!]
Then there may be extra little details that COULD support this theory as well.
-Donnie being seen going inside his shell twice, once in the lair games and then once in the purple jacket (in the basket of Aprils bike). I’ve always preferred to retcon these, as Softshells cannot go inside their shells at all. But with a harder plastron and bridge ‘outside’ of his skin that connects to where his shell sticks out, it isn’t as impossible as a normal softshell, and of course Mikey and Leo absolutely can and have completely gone in their shells. [tba examples?]
Also snapping turts can’t go inside theirs either, though considering how massive Raph’s limbs are he probably can’t even with Mike and Lee’s DNA influence, not that it’s realistic for any of the ninja turtles to be able to go in their shells LOL.
-Donnie looking like he has small spines/spikes across his spine, even though Spiny softshells don’t have any there, but rather at the top lip of their softshell. Some do on occasion have their spine make bumps visible on their ‘shell’.
Rise, like many 2D handrawn animated things, has quite a few design inconsistencies, but you can usually surmise the most common version of something once you collect enough references. Though ngl I’ve seen a lot of both spiny looking bumps and just wobbly bumps, some with no bumps. But my point is this could be a minor feature from Raph’s Alligator Snapper DNA, unlikely but worth mentioning, plus super cute. [tba example images]
-Raph’s fear stink? I need to do more research on this, but I know that Softshells are actually known to release an odor to scare off others, if I’m remembering correctly. [tba info?]
-Mikey’s shell patterns, when studying Red-eared slider shells, I was so stoked to see the inspiration of Leo’s shell markings, and it looked like Mikey’s also matched his species. That is, until I realised Mike matched with COMMON/EASTERN box turtle shells. Ornate box turtles almost always have these radiating stripes. I’ve personally made my own kind of in between for how I draw him, but it made me realise how maybe it was influenced by Leo’s slider DNA? [tba example images]
-The same Plastron + Bridge argument as Donnie but with Raph. Alligator Snappers def have em, but they cover waaaay less than most turtles do, their bridges are very narrow and their plastron don’t even stick out, or are that thick, it’s pretty interesting. [tba example images]
TURTLE EXPERTS PLEASE CORRECT ME WHERE I’M WRONG AND/OR OFF /POS
I want to add credits for the sources/photos, and more images to this post as I have tooons of reference images, but I’ll just stick to the simple plastron one cuz it’s past midnight and am eepy
#rottmnt theory#tmnt anatomy#tmnt analysis#rottmnt analysis#tmnt theory#rottmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rise of the tmnt#rottmnt donnie#ninja turtles#rottmnt art#Rottmnt fanart#tmnt fanart#Tmnt art#spiny softshell turtle#red eared slider#ornate box turtle#alligator snapping turtle#softshell turtle#turtle anatomy#turtle biology#mutant turtle anatomy#reference#wip#my refs#goodnight
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I’m gonna be real with you here: I’m not a fan of Dark Matter fan characters that are good guys. The trope “but what if there was a good one” is fine and all, I have no problem with it, but Dark Matter already has Gooey to embody that concept. As a result it can be hard to look at morally good ones and not get the impression that the owner either doesn’t care about Gooey or just wants to write a character that is basically Gooey but cooler or smarter or stronger or what have you. When I found out about Reloh I was ready to role my eyes because all I knew at that point was that his deal was a Dark Matter not being evil, how original. Color me surprised when you DID make it feel original somehow. I haven’t seen anyone else really explore the conflict that would arise from being a “good one” in an otherwise evil species, and especially not in a way where them being good doesn’t automatically solve all the problems that arise from being a member of that species. Gooey gets a pass because he doesn’t really look like a Dark Matter the bulk of the time and has Kirby and the animal friends to back him up. The way you write him as not having always been the way he is as a person, and that inner conflict of wanting to be good yet questioning if there’s any point because of what he’s already done. Feeling alienated on all sides because he wasn’t born good enough for the others and can never be good enough for society. The frustration of wanting to be treated better out of a sense of deserving and having earned it along with the recognition that the way he’s treated stems from genuine hurt and fear and has basis in reality that can’t be put aside. The desire to take risks and inspire change versus the ease and safety of apathy. It feels like a genuine conflict someone in his position would have to wrestle with. And not just that, but the way you incorporate the hivemind as a tool of tragedy and not just horror? How he himself has been a victim to someone else’s nefarious actions and hasn’t let it go? Chef’s kiss. The way he isn’t overcompensatingly positive while also not being a well of infinite negativity is a breath of fresh air, too. Other folks might say their good guy Dark Matter is depressed and then throw in the occasional “I wanna kill myself” to show it, or do the opposite and makes them a ray of sunshine that is nothing like Dark Matter besides the body shape and layout to a degree, but him? The lack of intensity to how Reloh usually reacts to his circumstances feels way more believable than either of those options. He isn’t immediately violent or a total doormat, he’s a person who is just so tired of it all. It’s peam, your honor. I only found him because of that anon being aphobic but he has opened my eyes to the possibilities!
Insert hey check out how hard I can cry image
In all seriousness, it’s nice to hear that you like him so much, but starting out dunking on a popular basis for ocs felt a little unnecessary; I get where you’re coming from but characters can have a similar basis yet still be distinct and unique. More or less saying every non-evil Dark Matter is copying what Gooey already did is a pretty big generalization, and usually isn’t even all that accurate. Ya gotta remember that while it appeals to basically all ages, Kirby is a franchise with a mostly younger audience, and these people are gonna want to make their own characters, and “what if there was a good one” is a popular concept for a reason. Not everything’s gonna be everyone’s cup of tea but disregarding an entire character type because you think it’s overdone and then telling someone that theirs is the exception for such and such reasons can just make the situation feel kinda awkward, y’know?
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HORROR OC: Seamus Wrynn
to be fully truthful here I have been postponing this for so long 🤕 bc I hate doing refs and they almost always turn out like dogshit. but alas. Seamus' ref needed an overhaul so here it is. this turned out okay at least 😭
GENERAL
name: seamus wrynn alias: corvus (main online handle, he has several more) nickname(s): n/a gender: agender, simply labels himself as male. pronouns: he/him
age: 28 (agelocked), 150+ (true) date of birth: 10 february, 1869 date of death: 13 november, 1896 cause of death: tortured and mutilated to death by killian lynch location of birth: derry, (now northern) ireland location of death: boston, massachusetts, USA
race: white ethnicity: irish species: human (formerly), undead (current) sexual orientation: unlabelled, multisexual relationship status: ????? (in a weird situation with kelly duffy (© sanityisforlosers). they don't consider what they have to be a romantic relationship but it could very well be seen as such due to both having skewed ideas of what love is)
occupation: photographer, proxy to julius the dressmaker (© sanityisforlosers)
MURDER: METHOD AND CLASSIFICATION
seamus is the kind of man people whisper of in the depths of the web, in only the darkest outskirts of society, where he is known as ‘corvus’, a name both worshipped and reviled by the few who know it. many rumours exist about his being; that he is a myth, that he is not one person but a group, that he is a troll.
the facts are as follows: he is a photographer, the subject matter the kind of depravity considered an urban legend. some call it gore, others extreme porn, some dare call it ‘snuff’, but seamus claims what he captures is art.
PERSONALITY
pleasant. well-mannered. many praises could be sung about his first impressions. had you not known any better, you would think he is a perfectly nice young man. he appears to be a good friend and a shoulder to cry on; he makes you feel as though you both are one and the same. he has a penchant for the dark underbelly of the human state and listening to the way he speaks of even the lowest of the low makes it sound beautiful, irresistible.
his persuasion is serpentine, the temptations he serves luciferian. beauty to him is violence. love, in his eyes, is abuse. that is what he was raised to believe, and continues to both live by and preach through his depraved photography. it is not just an artistic vision; it is an inherent part of an unreadable philosophy he lives by, one formed through observation.
whatever those observations may be is indecipherable to all except him. abstractions imposed by society such as gender, etiquette, morality and more are flawed and self-contradictory concepts which he doesn’t subscribe to. as such, labelling him as morally bankrupt leads to a disagreement; he is not morally bankrupt for he is removed from morality entirely. his behaviour may as a result also come across as inconsistent and contradictory as well: he is a sadomasochist. he is caring, yet apathetic at once. his good-natured politesse therefore isn’t a front; his soft-spoken personality is a very genuine part of his character.
only insanity could serve as an accurate label to his being.
APPEARANCE
seamus has a rather contradictory appearance. he stands at an impressive height of 6’6” and stands even taller by two inches when including the low-heeled boots he wears.
he has scars littered all across his face: a jagged pair running from the corner of his lips and forming an odd grin, a diagonal scar spanning from the end of his right eyebrow towards his nose, another vertical scar running across his left eye. finally, there is a scar diagonally running across his forehead and another that extends from his lower right cheek up across his nose and towards his left eyesocket.
this makes for an intimidating form, yet his facial structure and the way in which he presents himself significantly softens this rather daunting first impression. despite being somewhat ghoulish in appearance and his bright (fully) green eyes being an odd sight, his calm smile and admittedly attractive face could easily put one at ease. his black hair tied into a loose, low ponytail and his tidy manner of dressing give off the air of a person who is relaxed.
RELATIONSHIPS
family:
ava wrynn (mother, deceased)
lewis wrynn (father, deceased)
moira wrynn (older sister, deceased)
eileen wrynn (older sister, deceased)
declan wrynn (older brother, deceased)
molly wrynn [maiden name: keogh] (ex-wife, deceased)
the hellcrew:
julius doherty - the demon seamus is a proxy to. having known each other as humans and finding they have a few things in common, they get along quite well. they still help each other out occasionally if needed.
killian lynch - fellow proxy and the man who murdered him. he doesn't appear scared of nor intimidated by killian, and instead has taken a (non-mutual) liking to him; one which is rooted in seamus' masochistic tendencies.
kelly duffy - fellow proxy of julius and.... friendish?? boyfriendish person????? the two appear to get along alarmingly well and have engaged in intimacy with one another. neither of them appear to care about the status of their odd relationship nor care to label it, but they do have an affection for one another.
seraphina shaw - fellow proxy and a former assistant of his. despite being the person to have killed her, he and seraphina get along just fine. he claims that she has been one of his ‘favourite’ assistants.
BACKGROUND
problematic. even in life, the wrynn household was not regarded upon kindly, this including seamus. known to always have been drawn to death, he was a pariah since childhood and his parents and older brother were no kinder to him than others. his older sisters were protective of him; the younger of the two, eileen, being particularly possessive of him.
unfortunately, this relationship was far from normal, nor healthy to seamus. his sister being several years older than him lead to a power dynamic and the growth of an exploitative and abusive relationship, warping his vision on what he interprets to be 'love' and 'beauty'.
up until then, seamus' fascination with death appeared harmless. the turning point, however, was finding his sister's brutally handled corpse, both fully destroying his already-fragile psyche and solidifying the idea that true beauty and gratification lies in torture, assault and violent death. after the incident, he fully changed the way in which he presents himself, making himself out to be a perfectly normal and charismatic young man. eventually, he immigrated to america with his other sister moira, hoping to provide seamus with a fresh start and a proper job. he was to continue in the footsteps of a friend of moira’s; a photographer who took him in, and he didn't mind, for he found himself enthralled by photography, even if it was not yet considered an art.
he would begin to photograph depraved and morbid things in secret and despite appearing passably functional and well-adjusted growing up, seamus’ self-destructive and harmful behaviour worsened, resulting in his then-wife’s disappearance and at last; his death after annihilating the family of a man who thought he was a lifelong friend.
he wouldn't stay dead, however, and now is a proxy to julius doherty. of course he was in hell. how could he end up anywhere else?
MISCELLANEOUS
📷 he is not above harming children. 📷 the main derived inspirations for this character are masao kakihara from ichi the killer and yozo from no longer human 📷 he initially was created as a joke and modelled after joseph desaulniers from identity v. the gist of this was sanity bullet pointing broad hellcrew characteristics and me going “watch me speedrun the creation of a hellcrew character” and he thought it was funny. i actually pulled through with it, though. 📷 his basic information and rough design draft were created in the span of 10 minutes and 41.92 seconds 📷 his first surname used during the speedrun was seamus gallagher. i already had the first name in mind but simply hastily searched for a somewhat-fitting surname. not satisfied with the surname upon refining the character, i decided rinne sounded better, and i then instead decided to write it as wrynn.
julius doherty, killian lynch and kelly duffy belong to @sanityisforlosers
#hellcrew#hellcrew oc#my ocs#original character#oc#horror oc#oc ref sheet#ref sheet#reference sheet#seamus wrynn#artists on tumblr#digital art#digital illustration
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Color!Sans HCs:
He is a nomad and full of wanderlust. Staying in one spot for too long makes him frustrated and restless.
The six SOULS he absorbed whisper to him, in his head. They’re apart of him now, not really their own people, but he can still hear them. They offer advice and make comments, observations, sometimes. He basically has six kiddos living in his head and watching his every move.
They can’t take over his body, although they can influence him. He’s the one in total control and making all the choices.
This is mainly because I don’t think absorbing six entirely separate, different souls (even of a different species), wouldn’t change him somehow. On top of all the traumatic events he’s been through.
Those trapped in solitary confinement can often struggle with hallucinations and delusions, so I think Color also did while in the Void. Hearing and seeing the six human children, amongst other things & people, angry at him for taking their souls and failing to do what he absorbed their souls for in the first place.
He doesn’t really remember these episodes, though Gaster clearly does and has told him about them. It’s because of this that he doesn’t really believe that the voices of the six fallen children in his head are actually real. Just figments of his lonely, guilt ridden mind.
Since his creator is Egyptian, I like to HC that he is too. And he can, like Killer, speak Arabic.
I’ve done a bit of research on Egyptian culture, so I don’t know how entirely accurate these ones will be, but here we go:
In the culture, you don’t give flowers as gifts unless during weddings, during periods of mourning, or to the ill. However, this is something Killer and Color both don’t abide by because Killer uses flowers as a form of communication and Color wants to partake in that for his friend.
In the culture, adult children who no longer live with their parents visit on holidays and Fridays. And although Gaster isn’t his father, Color tries to visit him in the Void once he leaves it on Fridays and holidays. Mostly holidays, though, as it’s too dangerous for him to attempt to leave and enter the Void multiple times.
In the culture, visitors often give their hosts sweets and chocolates. But since neither Color or Killer are much into chocolate, Color uses it to make chocolate chip cookies for Delta and Epic whenever they come over.
In the culture, they use their right hands for most things because the left is reserved for personal hygiene. This becomes an issue for Color because his right eye is gone.
It’s a blind spot for him. Trying to give or receive gifts or objects in general leads to him frequently misjudging the distance and dropping things. Eating with the right hand leads to a lot of food dropping onto his lap or the table. He’s stabbed himself with forks or knives because he misses his mouth.
He struggles to pick things up, has to turn his head all the way to the left which causes neck pain, and he struggles to pour drinks. Because of this, he has burn marks on his hands from the many times he’s poured hot beverages all over himself. It’s easy to sneak up on him from his right side.
He struggled to adjust to only having one eye in the Void, but he eventually adjusted to the point he got better at seeing in darkness rather than light. The first few months after leaving the Void was a struggle to adjust to all the light.
He gets migraines easily, both from the eye and from being extremely overstimulated from all the nosies, sights and sensations. He’s had many panic attacks and meltdowns during the first few months. (I also HC Color as Autistic.) Due to all this and his eye, it’s hard for him to drive.
The edges of his cracked skull and the scar across his chest often ache and itch. He used to obsessively pick at the scar while in the Void as a stim, but eventually Gaster managed to stop him after he caused himself to bleed a few times.
Gaster was the one who encouraged Color to leave Othertale. There aren’t anymore threats, there’s no reason for him to stick around anymore. The world moved on without him, time for him to do the same.
He doesn’t have any pictures of his old life. Gaster and his own injuries are the only proof. This is another reason why I HC that Color would eventually get into photography, he wants some type of proof that his new life is real. It becomes a special interest for him.
He doesn’t really view Othertale!Papyrus as his brother. Undertale!Papyrus was, not Other. He’s glad Othertale!Undyne is looking after him and being a good big sister for him when Color couldn’t be there.
He needs to drink lots of water as he’s often at a risk of overheating and fainting.
He likes fluffy things, especially animals. But he really, really adores sugar gliders. Animals can sense his six SOULS, and struggle to tell if he’s one or seven people in one body. So they act rather odd around him. (This is a friend’s HC on Tiktok.)
#color!sans#color sans#othertale sans#othertale#colorkiller#epic sanses#epic sans#delta sans#sans aus#undertale#utmv headcanons#underverse#sans au#utmv sans#undertale human souls#fallen children#undertale papyrus#papyrus au#undyne au#gaster au#plural color#system color#nomad color#ivory!undyne#sage!papyrus#shade!gaster#fishbones siblings#color spectrum duo#flavortext duo#emberheart duo
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Would love to hear more about your bbs Royal Squad. 🏷️
🏷️ - How did they get their name?
Royal Squad is from an AU where Fox survives Vader and is whisked away to Alderaan, where he marries Bail and Breha. Yars later, when clone production is stopped, Kamino decides to sell off the remaining cadets to the highest bidder, and decommission whatever they can't sell. Fox hears about this and begs Breha for the money to try to save some of them. She gives him carte blanche to bring them all home.
Most of them are adopted by other Alderaanian families. Five of them are brought home by Fox. They're two years old, the same age as Leia, and he loves them so dearly. He didn't intend to adopt them but the littlest one wanted to be held and he couldn't bear to let them out of his arms. They're called Royal Squad because of their AU, and also because they're adopted by the royal family!
As for their individual names-
Bug: Insists he’s named after his favourite thing, and nobody can say no to those big brown eyes lbr. He’s very invested in all of Alderaan’s insect life. They get him an ant farm but that does not suffice. He keeps bringing home all the cool bugs he finds. Eventually they set aside a dedicated area for his zoo because none of them are exactly delighted to keep finding random insects all over the house. He names the first insect species he discovers after Fox. Fox is 99% sure it’s a compliment but that other 1% makes him wonder for a while. He is extremely picky about his clothes because sometimes textures are evil and he will cry if it’s bad enough. Breha always takes him with her when she goes clothes shopping and they have matching bracelets.
Jaonyc [jai-ON-eesh]: In this AU, Fox isn’t very connected to Mando culture, since Jango and the Cuy'val Dar weren’t exactly great role models. But he likes the sound of the word and it’s certainly accurate. The other tubies sometimes call him Jai for short but Fox always uses his full name to emphasise how important his kid is to him. Jaonyc also hates lightning so the two of them hide out together during storms. Bail lets them modify a spare room to be a hideout - soundproof with no windows and a surround-sound system for music. Jaonyc loves music so Fox always has their favourites ready, and something new to take their minds off the storm.
Yancy: An absolute sweetheart, through and through. He’s constantly begging to visit the beach house on weekends because he loves the ocean. He’s scared of sharks and slimy seaweed, though, so one of his parents has to be nearby to watch out for him. Fox and Bail will carry him on their hip to protect him from the seaweed. Breha loves collecting shells with him. (All three of them keep a very close eye on him the entire time they’re at the beach. He can swim all right, but he’s still a toddler.) Bug’s collection also scares him a little. Fish are perfect and have no legs, so clearly anything with 6+ legs is the opposite of perfect. He also likes to draw even though he’s not very good at it.
Helio: The quietest of the bunch, he’s named after Bail’s grandfather. He would much rather cuddle up to one of his parents and have them read to him, than go chase bugs or fish or whatever. Sometimes when Breha and Bail don’t have any meetings, they’ll let him sit in their laps and read paperwork to him. He understands none of it but he loves being included. He does love limmie, though, and watches every game that the Alderaanian teams have. Breha is also a fierce supporter of the team, and the game as a whole. She arranges for the two of them to go on a week-long trip to hang out at the spring training ground every year. Helio cries when he gets to meet Cael Hanarist for the first time.
Vidal: Breha’s parents were going to name her Vidal if she was a boy, which she mentioned when Fox started looking for baby names. Even though he doesn’t have to be a soldier any more, he’s a scrapper through and through. He’s very protective of his siblings, even Kit who’s ten years older, and Leia who’s as fiery as he is. Fox personally oversees every second of Vidal’s training. He bases some of it on what he was taught himself as a cadet, but he’s much gentler with Vidal. He loves his boy too much to put him through the kind of suffering Kamino always caused. Once Fox finally gets used to Alderaan having so much nature, he and Vidal go on a lot of day hikes. They call it training but they both know i’s not, actually, and they just enjoy hanging out together. They always take the same kind of orange for part of their lunch and it becomes their mutual favourite fruit. Eventually he brings home a songbird with a broken wing to ensure it gets good medical care, and it and its mate nest outside his bedroom for years.
#royal squad#nothing more adorable than fox walking through the palace with his Serious Face and having five kids trailing him with their Serious Faces
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For the person replying to 1016 asking why Una isn’t an augment, I think it’s just that augment is often used as short hand to mean “human who’s been genetically modified” so I think people are mentioning she’s something else not because it’s more negative but just because it’s more accurate to be specific and clarify that she’s not just a genetically modified human, she’s also a different species entirely, even though it may technically still be applicable to her. Especially since the original confession mentions having not actually seen SNW, I think maybe people are assuming that the original confessor may not realize she’s an Illyrian and not a genetically modified human, and are therefor pointing out the specific detail (even if the basic disagreement with the confession may be the same either way)
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#response to confession#response to response#confession 1016#star-trek-fandom-confessions#star trek#una chin riley#augments
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OKAY ELABORATING ON THIS POST listen. listen. hhghhg god. Maci and Tory are: so fucking antsy and eager to tell everyone in the universe about baby (“I don’t want to lie about happy news” sayeth Tory; and collectively, we don’t want to waste any more time we want to show you off - hhHh aHhh) - while Loki is doing absolutely everything he can to keep anyone else from discovering this news.
he’s VERY VERY visibly HUGELY pregnant even when only about 4 months in.
the Lokikids are quite literally having conferences behind his back about where the fuck he is and what he’s up to. 🤨
and all the while Loki has not left Maci and Tory’s bedroom in person (plenty of clones around tending to his children) in— weeks. two months????
So— Here we are today, still ongoing but bc I’m disssolving once more. after waking up together in a cozy domestic pile yet again, Tory has successfully managed to coax Loki out to come with him to the kitchen (even though he whined the entire time about having to get out of bed), but, in and out no socializing there better not be anyone around! Okay well you’re going to have to tell everyone eventually — nuh uhhh. Fortunately there’s been no one else around. Fjöer’s usually in the kitchen cabinets - Loki’s so twitchy that he just teleported Fjöer OUT of his cabinet and elsewhere ambiguously seconds before he walked in the door 💀 o kay
I am obsessed with:
The way Loki talks— and talks and talks and talks and talks. the way he thinks he always has the upper hand and that he’s smug and cool and chill and aloof—
and the way that Tory can clock and disarm him every goddamn time. That “because I love you” from the beginning of this is just one example it’s the. .,,The— gestures to, this,, the reading between all the lines and all the facades and— catching him. seeing stRAIGHT THROUGH HIM—
LOOK OKAY IM..,,. I’m putting direct quotes behind the cut and the abrupt pivot switch from charming banter (there was much much bantering before all of this but this is well after the fact) made me SO 🥺☹️ GOD. I squished many lines together to create Loki’s snide babbling into one paragraph, please behold my point with canon text:
Loki: “You’re just full of demands, aren’t you? Divine the manner of species of our child. Hold a press conference for my own children. Wobble into the kitchen on your arm instead of napping leisurely in your bed for a few more hours. […] I’m not procrastinating. I simply don’t want to do any of these things. […] It’s hardly been so very long for you to be fussing so, anyway. I’m only now beginning to exit the first trimester. Besides, it’s nicer this way, isn’t it? Intimate and quiet. No one asking questions—to your face—prying, judging. Just the peace of growing a baby in calm solitude. Growing your baby, tucked away without intruders. Once everyone knows, all of that ends. Or ooh, you’ll even have to start to share custody of me. On that note Macaria might very well object to the shift of tides as well.”
Tory, having let him go on and on with all of this, finally making a quiet, calm, assessment: “You’re worried about your safety?”
Loki: SMIRK DROPPED, ACCURATELY ASSESSED, COMPLETELY DERAILED; A COMPLETE MOOD SHIFT INTO, VERY QUIET STARING INTO THE KITCHEN TABLE
Tory, sighing softly: “Got it.”
gripping your shoulders. Do you see this. How am I supposed to go on like this. anywayyyyYy YyYyy YyYyy YYYYYYYYYYYYYY—
anyway THE CRY COUNTER RUNNING THROUGH THIS PREGNANCY HAS INCREASED TO TWO
as in, Hurriedly wiping your eyes as if you’re Just Fine Everything is Fine counts, (plus I am making this post In The Middle so by the end with any luck I can turn all my dial knobs up to 11)
oh yes Loki you’re so suave and smooth! right from your spot with your face buried in your hands at the kitchen table while Tory puts his arm back around you and whisper reminds him that “You know everyone here’s gonna protect you, right?” Right??OhhHghGHHGH—
these tender chats only happen with Tory cause Maci IS that easily charmed according to Loki’s smug plans and maneuvers by the way. but she’s had her cute moments with him too, namely in the way that they’ve all been sleeping with him in the middle and Maci’s been big spoon to Loki with her arms around the babyyyy every niiiiighttttttt. makes sense - Tory’s the one with emotional maturity, all reflection and intimate talks. Maci’s all physical. both of them love him so much I’m just fully not clear on exactly what way that is, still.
anyway if you’re dissolving too!! welcome to the puddle I’m a mess. xoxo
#OC TALK#TAKI FUEGO#Elysium drama update#Ooh this is very stream of consciousness text so I’m sorry if my gushing makes NO sense#Elysium essays
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Quick, while he's not looking.
On the left is Sou'el, who I'm currently playing with. I made him an eighth brancher before realizing that it would mean his first name is “Sphen” (shirt for “Stephen”) per my own rules— but I don’t want to deal with that, so he changed he goes by “Ben” based off of his middle name.
I'm considering making Sou’el a hunger's apprentice, but am not fully committed to the idea. My friend and I have been half jokingly referring to him as “The Feral Ben” but that's not entirely accurate. Being of the eight branch, Sou'el was captured when young by a group which owned warriors and exotic creatures/people for entertainment. While this event is canon, what sets the eighth branch apart is that Sphen doesn’t successfully escape.
I am undecided how long he was kept before being broken out, but it was long enough for him to be passed around by a few different owners (especially since he wasn’t suited for the arena). He wound up gaining the maladaptive but effective survival tactic of molding his ideals, morality, and personality based off of whatever system of logic surrounded him. That said, his personality isn’t fractured in the clinical sense— another thing I am undecided on is how much of his misunderstanding comes from the need to survive versus being an autistic child thrust into some very different cultural settings.
A side effect of his compartmentalization is that he seemed to have become his old self almost immediately after returning to Gwen and Max; that was the logical system of Family Setting, Domestic Life, and Heroing. In these three intersecting areas, he seems very similar to canon Ben (even changing his name to that out of a desire to separate himself from the ordeal).
At some point, he wound up on the banned, “toxic” planet of Vulpin, which is almost entirely inaccessible due to the planet's naturally hectic magnetic field, abundance of parasitic sports, and the damage from being an intergalactic dump site for hazardous waste. Because of this, the only people Sou'el interacts with on this planet are native Vulpimancers. Anywhere else, the species is considered to be animalistic, beast-like, and decidedly not sentient. On Vulpin, they are considered the only species with personhood, all other kinds of creature being strange squabbling animals who seem to communicate through simplistic squawks. Ben conforms to this mentality, developing a portion of his personality specific to the planet and gaining a name for himself as a malformed youth capable of shapeshifting and speaking with the invasive species.
Interdimensionally is what the above drawing relates to— I have other drawings about the Vulpin stuff (including a comic and reference sheet but I can’t recall if they're posted). As Ben 10, he's polite, agreeable, aloof, and maybe a little seclusive; on Vulpin, he's kindly, condescending, perversely gleeful, and dismissively nonchalant; but when in interdimensional spaces, Sou'el acts with either a sneaky mischievousness, utter obedience, or predacious guile. He knows that other -ens are often scared of him and that the way he speaks and acts is rather off putting to them (as they know immediately that Something Is Wrong with this alternate), and so he amps the spook factor for the funsies. I guess that means he has something of a mean-streak, too.
Notes:
*Sou’el's full alt is <<Soughtless Angle>>, which is a reference to his fawning tendency to reflexively glomp onto whoever seems a good enough anchor (Gwen when they were young, a Vulpimancer named <<Sister Skylight>> as a teen/preteen, and maaaaybe Rook when he's a bit older).
*While Sou’el is a vulp-en, his mutations are from a different subspecies than the tiger-esq midlander (orange Wildmutt). His traits are a mix of [checks notes] Mideastern Peaks Vulpins (mountain dwellers climbers) and Eastern Chain Vulpins (island voyagers with a paralytic/dissociative venom). His tail and attached Tell are notably colorful, which is my subtle nod to how proverbially poisonous he is.
^^His colours without the shading.
Also, the darker areas that make up his claws aren’t actually a part of him, they're basically gloves the Omnitrix provides consisting of a pseudo skin and which are used to tear pliably materials.
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Black pepper is a staple spice in kitchens around the world, but beyond its culinary fame lies a fascinating botanical identity. Whether you're a plant enthusiast, student of botany, or just someone curious about the origins of what you eat, understanding the botanical name of black pepper opens the door to its rich scientific and cultural story.
The Botanical Name of Black Pepper: Piper nigrum
The black pepper grow is Piper nigrum. This Latin binomial (two-part name) follows the Linnaean system of classification, which is used by botanists and scientists around the globe to ensure every plant species has a unique and universally recognized name.
Genus: Piper
Species: nigrum
Together, Piper nigrum identifies the black pepper plant specifically — not to be confused with other members of the Piper genus, which includes hundreds of other peppery plants.
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1. Precision and Clarity
Common names like “black pepper” can vary from region to region or be used for entirely different plants. For instance, in some places, the term "pepper" might refer to chili peppers, which are part of the Capsicum genus — completely unrelated to Piper nigrum. Using the botanical name avoids confusion and ensures scientific accuracy.
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Did you know ground pepper has been traded since ancient times? It was once so valuable that it was called “black gold” and used as currency. The plant itself is a flowering vine, native to the Malabar Coast of India, and has been cultivated for thousands of years for its pungent fruit-what we know as peppercorns.
In Summary
The black pepper flower, Piper nigrum, isn’t just a label-it’s a gateway to understanding the plant’s biology, history, and role in global trade and culture. In botany, these names matter not only for clarity and communication but also for the preservation of the planet’s plant life. So next time you grind a bit of black pepper onto your meal, remember: you're using the fruit of Piper nigrum, a plant with a story as rich as its flavor.
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