#worldbuilding maybe?

[targaros]

do you believe there are distant places where you can still see the sky?

You can see the sky from practically everywhere. If you mean the night sky, then likely so, maybe in more remote and until recently not populated, the mountains to the West or the sea to the East. Both however, are highly inhospitable, and devoid of most life.

[absent-enigma]

Centaur au drabble (?) 1

Skull (Horror) as an intro of sorts for the idea.  

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They said a giant had come down from the mountains, away from the cold and lack of company.  They said the giant came to live deep within densely forested trees at its base, right before winter set in, to claim a new, more populated territory.

Deep reverberations shook the ground daily once this so-called giant had settled in.  The shaking of the ground, within a certain range, occurred around the same time each day and night, like clockwork.  It was as if this giant were searching for someone, or something, it could not find, day after day, and night after night.  Ever searching, yet never finding, from the constant movement.

Some insisted it was not a giant, but a creature of some kind, with a single large glowing red eye that pierced through the dark of night, or during daylight, peering through the bare branches of the trees surrounding its new territory. The footsteps were quickly found to not be that of an actual giant, but of an enormous moose.  The hoofmarks were deeply embedded in the dirt and grass, barely able to be seen in some places with the constant back and forth travel. Measurements of the hooves revealed that they were much bigger than any moose that had ever been recorded.

Paired with the glowing eye hovering above the anticipated head level of such an animal, investigators into the mystery suggested the possibility that the moose was possibly a centaur.  Especially when one such investigator had come across deep marks on tree bark that was much too high for even the tallest moose to reach, remarking that the deep grooves in the bark looked like claw marks.

No one had been able to catch more than these brief, fleeting glimpses of this newcomer roaming about.

By the time winter began in earnest, and snowfall began to accumulate, several recording devices had been set up high in the branches of several trees, near the well-travelled route.

Finally, footage was captured the following evening.

It was a skeletal moose centaur, the lower half of the body deep brown in color, and covered with numerous scars, patches of fur missing from those areas, leaving behind silvery scars. This continued on all the way down each of the legs to the hooves. The fur transitioned into bone around its upper waist, the ribs broad, thick and littered with scars, nicks and missing pieces of bone. The broad expanse of the chest held a particularly deep scar that went halfway across ribs and sternum, where the scar then sharply cut up and into the left humerus. Another line of cracked bone went up the left side of the massive skull to stop where a gaping hole was.  The placement meant the centaur’s antler would be missing on that side of the skull next spring due to the horrific wound. 

The right socket was completely empty, a dark void, but the left socket was filled completely with a deep crimson light that was currently fixated on the camera recording him.

The skull was tilted slightly to the right, as if the centaur’s single antler lost earlier that fall had weighed his skull down so much that even after it was gone, the memory and previous heaviness lingered. 

The blazing crimson light inspected the camera. 

Without so much as a warning, the front hooves stomped down, the ground shuddering from impact beneath the powerful legs. Skeletal hands clenched into fists as the eye light flared brighter. The wide set toothy grin stretched in a terrifying way as teeth parted to grind out three words in a deep voice.

“don’t come back.”

The feed went dead as the camera was presumably destroyed.

No one entered the forested area for some time after the aggressive take down of the camera and clear, if guttural, warning.

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Notes I didn’t end up writing as a drabble:

*Skull doesn’t know why the humans keep following him around.  Particularly trying to get a good look at him, as he is used to being avoided.  All he is doing is looking for his brother right now, so why all the curiosity?  When he sees the thing in the tree with the glowing light on it, he decides to destroy it.  Gets confused over why the humans are upset that he destroyed the things in the trees that they had put there in his temporary territory.

...why is he there again?

His brother.  

He was looking for his brother.

*Days later Skull sustains a nasty wound, and later, that injury ends up getting infected. He becomes more aware of the fact that the humans are getting much too persistent looking for him, especially when they find signs of his injury in the snow.  He tried to warn the humans away, in a lot of pain, but eventually ends up being sedated so that no one gets hurt.  He’s moved from the area for safety reasons-with quite a lot of difficulty considering his sheer massive size (moved both for human safety, Skull’s safety, and hunters who may have tried to go after him once it was let out what was in the forest) and bring him to the sanctuary/preserve to recuperate

Skull (Horror) when he comes to his senses:

…

where the hell am i and why is there a small angry sambar deer centaur (upper half also skeletal, with dark blue eye lights) demanding that i state who i am and why i’m so close to their territory?

…

*too tired to deal with this. easily pins the other centaur questioning him in a much too loud voice, and uses him as a tiny pillow as the offended ‘Black’ screeches at the disrespect of being used as a resting place for a stranger*

Kind of reminds Skull (horror) of his brother, at least in volume, though his brother is less aggressive and prickly than this centaur is.

Will later try to use Mc (aka reader) as a pillow but in a more hug and snuggle as he tries to settle his skull on them instead, with great difficultly because size difference.

Black eventually accepts his fate as furniture that first night, but bristles at the indignity of it all.

[adobe-outdesign]

"why don't super-intelligent Pokemon like Metagross and Alakazam just take over humanity if they're smarter than us" imagine that a random primate gave you free housing, food, and medical care for the rest of your life for literally no reason other than they want to be friends with you and I think you'll understand

[bogcreacher]

what if dragon hatchlings were fluffy. what if gumdrops fell from the sky.

[lets-try-some-writing]

THIS.

THIS WHOLE CONCEPT

I LOVE IT

It keeps with the theme of Cybertronians being alien, and yet it gives them connection in a meaningful way that mirrors a human familial bond. And the idea of a clan as a sort of family unit instead of anything else. It's perfect for such a species, and I think it adds depth to Cybertronians as a whole. Bound in brotherhood that far exceeds the bounds of war. Tied together in mentorship and study even in the most brutal of eras.

It is such a small detail, but one that makes me smile. Especially seeing it from Arcee. Her and Ultra Magnus having had such a bond is the cherry on top.

[puppyeared]

littlest furth shop

@laikascomet

[wantonlywindswept]

so I know a lot of star wars fics use flimsi or datapads to indicate when someone has a lot of work to do (piles of datapads, endless flimsiwork etc) and while all that is well and good, even today a lot of stuff is actually digital, and i imagine it would be even moreso in the future.

however with everything digital you would still need more screen space to be able to keep track of it, which is one of the reasons a lot of people have two monitors these days.

all that is to say: behold! fox's desk:

[chiropteracupola]

c. 1540 CE: a young man from Chalco, and his dragon.

[linkedin-offficial]

finally made refs for these two! (+ some doodles)

also some news : im tentatively taking commissions! i never fully announced it anywhere but they are open. you can find more details here!

[halfbit]

ok the last post was infodump friendly. this one is NOT.

i expect you to explain your/something about your magic system as badly as possible. i want to be confused. i want to lack context.

i'll start:

big wyrm gives off radiation that is also magic. ohhh no gas.

[psalidodont]

Its so different compared to other dragons, four eyes, an extra, super freaky set of jaws on its throat. Spiracles on the neck... eugh.... None of it makes actual sense! Do i have to mention how his hair is made out of flesh and not actual hair? or the extra pair of limbs? (wings), when i say horrors beyond comprehension i mean it! A perplexing being, nonetheless... and sadly, the only one to ever exist.

[icewindandboringhorror]

I made a few new wax seal stamps out of clay (like the ones I did for my worldbuilding stuff forever ago), this time just of random symbols that I thought might look good done in the style of painting over the raised part of the wax or etc. :0c Some of them aren't carved deep enough to really show up that well, but overall they worked okay for being clay lol

[furious-blueberry0]

Ok but what if having short hair is actually a symbolic aspect of Mandalorian culture?

Maybe it's something that just started out of necessity (keeping hair under the helmet) and then over time it acquired more and more meaning.

Maybe for mandos having short hair is like having some hidden knives, not something that you 100% need to be mandalorian, but certainly something to have just to be safe.

[apradonite]

[kataraavatara]

“wah wah nesta was spending Rhysand’s infinite money!” real talk…why did she even need it? wtf happened to all the money tamlin gave them??? it just disappeared? was this ever explained

[marlynnofmany]

Hey, time to overanalyze magic again. It makes sense to me -- follow closely now -- that earthbending would just be the control of rocks. It's all the minerals that come from the ground, and sure, even some artificially created ones as long as they have the same structure. But just rocks. Not dirt.

Why not, you ask? I invite you to consider what dirt actually is. It's lots of things! Some rock dust, yes, but also crumbled plants, and decomposed animals, and a variety of fungus, and bits of poop from creatures both microscopic and large. Basically, it's a mess of all things organic (plus tiny rocks).

You don't want an earthbender for dirt.

You want a necromancer.