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yellosnacc · 1 month

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Welcome to a long one.

The Ciwan empire is the fastest-growing sloman power ever since the war of continents and the first to discover a form of gunpowder (thanks to their enemies being uniima lls who have been using it long before).

But even with that advantage (among slomen), the Ciwan armies are iconic for a different reason. That being the Kuiqua-trained units that Sun-cutters come from.

These units have traditionally existed for hundreds of years but are slowly just becoming a symbol for show because of the political and battling changes in the world. However, you will still see them from time to time ripping people to pieces.

Just like the majority of sloman military groups the unit relies on intense teamwork, they need constant communication and preplanned routes to deal with the opposing strategy.

The simplified average scene might look something like this:

In one unit of 30 members, three strikers (Sun-cutters) make a plan with their scholars and commanding Fire-catchers (Seconds leaders). After getting to the war zone they wait for their window in which some members spy or communicate with deeper army spies. When they know their target and best strategy they get in. The strikers use hand gestures, clicks, or whistles to save energy while the Seconds forward the orders to the rest with "ground's" (war language), wooden whistles see more use in very large units. Many times, however, often just seeing the movement of the sun-cutters is enough for the whole group to act.

Strikers will sometimes wait behind their heavies (Beasts) if their force isn't necessary (units can be as few as 5 members or as many as 50, the two extremes work very differently). Once the situation calls for it, they bullet their targets, often stabbing talons first and tearing muscles in a swift motion. This may happen multiple times as other unit members engage in direct battle with the target/s or disarm them with specialized tools. Kuiqua units both kill and capture, having healing supplies on their heavies if they need to make sure their target doesn't bleed out (or their own soldiers).

All members of the Kuiquan unit are priests of different levels but all are priests of the dead (ones that speak for their ancestors rather than gods). It's believed lands conquered with these soldiers present will flourish with life. Many former battlegrounds have turned into gardens and crop fields (hopefully they don't keep this up when landmines are invented).

To the image. What you see is a small variety of soldiers. Beasts and fire-catchers have other names and features in their armor that they are known for based on all their roles that can often switch between fights. Only Sun-cutters truly have one name.

Fire-catchers are also sometimes strikers in training and may move up if they prove themselves. Though, more often Sun-cutters rise from the ranks of regular taloned soldiers with enough talent.

As mentioned in the image, Sun-cutters tend to be very prideful. Their helmets are an impractical mess that pushes their ears forward. A Ciwan Sloman's ears are very important to them and if they are damaged it's a career-ending event. Still, almost no strikers bind their ears, not wanting to be shamed for cowardness.

an ex-striker

here is the whole picture if you prefer it big

Btw, Kuiqua is the city Neal lives in. He has met or been arranged to meet these units multiple times since Neal himself is stuck classified as a fancy soldier. They are also not uncommon around temples, small talk is required.

Thank you for reading this far! Next I must answer the questions of biology. This has taken me 50 000 years.

#art #speculative biology #artists on tumblr #digital art #artwork #worldbuilding #speculative evolution #spec bio #sloman culture #slomen #fantasy culture #alien culture #character design #illustration #sloman military

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scientifically-fruity · 11 months

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There is a criminal lack of humans are space orcs star trek stories. Please i want to see Vulcans being freaked out at the idea of adrenaline, spices, and the weird ability of climbing so fucking easily. I know they've had contact for awhile but imagine a new crew member who's only read about humans and not actually interacted with them. "Why are you heating up the food, it is edible to you now is it not?"

"yeah but this tastes better warm" "... okay?"

#humans are space fae #humans are space orcs #humans are weird #vulcan #star trek #alien culture #star trek the original series #star trek aliens

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sunsetsands · 2 months

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Slug people harvesting fruit on an aquatic tree farm

#art #drawing #pencil on paper #slug #alien #alien species #speculative biology #spec bio #alien culture #the grabby claw thing would probably just crush the fruit but oh well #easy way of making jelly i guess #my art

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theshadowrealmitself · 10 months

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Need more “aliens misunderstanding Humans because they’re looking at us through the lens of their culture” in my life (especially with knitting)

Alien walks onto the scene, decides that the Human that’s far away from the rest of the Humans and is minding their own business, knitting a scarf, must be the one in charge, as obviously a true leader would be focused on helping their subordinates in any way, even if they need to make them clothes

Human makes themselves a nice cozy blanket, alien decides that the Human’s mating season must have begun, good luck on luring in a fine mate with your craftsmanship!

Human switches their hairstyle just for a little bit of variety, but to the alien, obviously this is Significant™️, they must find out what has upset their coworker so much!!

Etc etc etc

#aliens #humans #alien culture #cultural misunderstandings

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styllwaters · 1 year

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what are sea crawlers' homes like? i.e. floor plans, decor, entertainment, that kind of stuff, also, what are the differences between ocean and land? or rural vs urban?

Sorry for taking so long to answer this one! I wanted to do something big for it :)

Explanations under the cut!

OCEAN-DWELLER SETTLEMENTS

Ocean-dweller settlements are located underwater, although they often breach the surface! They are nearly always built out of disks, the coral-like sessile organisms I mentioned in my last post. Generations of selective breeding and gene editing have given the disks the ability to survive heavy modifications. Disk-based buildings are carved out from the inside to make rooms and tunnels - this is the traditional method, and has been practiced for millions of years.

Every disk has a canopy, which is essentially an underwater balcony. They are enclosed by translucent domes, which are made of a tough organic-derived fibre. Decorations, in the form of colourful stones and gardens, are very popular. Non disk based marine homes have also been around for a while, but they are only used if disks cannot thrive in the area (due to lack of sunlight or otherwise).

Red disks are bred in suburban areas for their smaller size. They cannot combine with neighbouring disks. Typically house 2-5 individuals.

Purple and blue disks are the standard for reef cities in urban areas. They can grow many stories high, and are very clustered together. To an outsider, it can be a nightmare trying to navigate the cities. The largest varieties can house up to several hundred individuals.

I also dabbled a bit in other features like the viewing screen (AKA a sea crawler TV) albeit not much. Apologies for not giving a more detailed internal view, I wanted to keep things digestible.

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SHORE-DWELLER SETTLEMENTS

These are a lot simpler than their ocean counterparts, but are just as tough - if not more. Shore-dwellers don't need to worry about the extra maintenance of keeping their houses alive; they are composed of stone, wood, and fired clay, amongst other materials.

Caves excavated into cliff-sides are the most common type of home. Ramps which lead into the ocean sit at each entrance, and a second entrance is often placed at the top of the cliff. When the land is too flat to excavate, huts and cabins are the alternative. These sometimes resemble disks, with canopies for sunbathing and relaxing.

The only settlements built far away from the shore are research facilities and stations for terrestrial sophonts hailing from other planets.

#may have gotten a little carried away with this one ;)#sea crawlers #speculative biology #speculative evolution #worldbuilding #art #my art #ask #spec bio #spec evo #alien culture #aliens #illustration #vivere 44 #original species #xenofiction

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archeo-starwars · 3 months

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Star Wars - The Official Starships & Vehicles Collection #30

#star wars #luminara unduli #jedi culture #mirialan culture #alien culture #in universe education

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stevieschrodinger · 7 months

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Potential trigger warnings; Steve is a child, Eddie is an adult alien; Eddie essentially claims Steve as his mate (absolutely nothing sexual happens) but Steve doesn't understand this and obviously can't consent. What happens is completely culturally acceptable to Eddie and totally normal. Discussion of, basically, biologically changing Steve on Eddie's say so for Eddie's convenience; again, completely normal and culturally acceptable to Eddie. Blink and you'll miss it mention of M/Preg. I don't know how else to TW this; proceed with caution.

“Here, Commodore.”

Ek’dli-ke examines the images carefully.

“You have been awarded the choice of any single individual,” the Operator reminds them needlessly. They know. Their injured appendages still throb in their bindings. They are still unmoored; unbalanced. They were repeatedly told they should not be moving about so soon.

They don't care.

“What are they again?” they ask, almost absently. They are vaguely aware that this is a great honor; access to brand new, malleable genetic material. It doesn’t feel like it though. For everything they lost in battle, the damage done to their still healing body, nothing would feel like adequate recompense for what occurred. This feels, if anything, like a bribe.

No one had expected them to survive; that's why they had been left. Clearly they greatly underestimated Ek’dli-ke. And now their silence is being purchased with a mating. What would the galactic host's population think if they found one of their own engineered warriors had been abandoned so blithely, and not only abandoned, but left for dead after a battle of the Host's own creation.

This feels like an insult, but Ek’dli-ke will take it anyway. Their career has been ended; their title is now nothing but a platitude. Their injuries are excessive; they will never battle again. They will never mate one of their own either; not with missing limbs and hideous injuries. They would never be accepted as they are; the strange little aliens on the viewer are now their only route to reproduction.

A fact their erstwhile superiors are no doubt fully aware of.

“Humans,” the operator speaks, voice everywhere and no where. The vibrations are irritating, almost painful, on their still healing membranes. “Their people put high value on certain metals; individuals were happy to give up their young.”

“In exchange for-” they force themselves to bite it off. Keep the disgust inside. What kind of species gives away their young for inanimate objects? Barbaric. They busy themselves with absorbing the data, forcing themselves to concentrate on the purpose of their visit, “their life spans are alarmingly short.”

“Easily rectified. They are malleable on a molecular level, the potential for change is...great.”

“Offspring?”

“Largely they are culturally divided into male and female, although it is difficult to tell the difference at this age while they are clothed; should you choose a male he can be adjusted to carry for you. Now is the ideal age to begin the process. However, you should be aware that if you do choose a male, they may need more intervention while they are gravid. It wouldn’t be a problem.”

Ek’dli-ke clicks in thought. “How long until mating for offspring is appropriate?”

“Physically at least two galactic cycles, however the culture of where this particular group was collected has a legal framework in place to protect those they consider too young to give fully informed consent. Should you choose to respect that it will be closer to four cycles.”

Ek’dli-ke starts to shrug, but the pain reminds them of their injuries and they abort the motion. It makes no difference to them, “I will respect it.”

Ek’dli-ke watches the Human young move about on the viewer a little longer; they appear to be playing, chasing one another. “I would need to move amongst them.”

“Of course,” the Operator moves without moving, and Ek’dli-ke hides their discomfort. They have always found the Operators to be highly unsettling.

They are...loud. And very small. They come in an array of colors, and most have strange tufts of fur growing out the top. Their eyes are too small, their appendages too few. Ek’dli-ke has no idea what use they will have with one of these as a mate.

Never the less, the Operators coding never lies; one of these will be appropriate.

They seem to shy away from them, understandable, Ek’dli-ke cannot imagine how they would appear to them. Apparently their species had barely made it to their nearest orbiting moon; they had not known other life even existed.

They must have gotten over their surprise very quickly.

One of them approaches, only to be pulled away by a different one. A little larger. Pale, with brownish fur on top. “Don’t! Monster!” Ek’dli-ke’s translator provides. The small human thinks he is protecting the others. The little Human is accurate with their assessment; Ek’dli-ke has been called far worse than a mere monster in battle.

Ek’dli-ke makes themselves smaller. Curls up and sits, pulling their appendages in close; they are still twice the height of the largest human young, “I will not harm you,” he tells the brave one. The protector. He reaches into his dress robes, “here.” They are watched carefully by the huddled group of young.

The brave one approaches cautiously. So small and delicate. Ek’dli-ke opens the package, it is but fructose and water made into brightly colored shapes, but the Operator had assured them that the Humans react favorably to food; particularly sweet foods. The brave one takes the package; returns to the others.

Ek’dli-ke watches as the small human shares them with the others before taking any for themselves. It summons an unfamiliar...fondness within Ek’dli-ke. They find themselves...charmed, by the selflessness. This Human will do well when raising young.

If they must choose one; then perhaps that one.

The Human returns, “is there more?”

Ek’dli-ke produces the second packet without question. This time they watch the small human consume a few themselves before sharing the remainder. Strange; they shove them into the same hole the noises come out of.

The brave one comes back, “what are you called?”

“Steve,” the small Human moves like he doesn’t yet fully have control over their own body. Fidgeting. Pulling at the generic white coverings they are wearing. The same as all the Humans are wearing.

“I am Ek’dli-ke.”

Steve’s face does something quite spectacular, scrunching up, before they uncertainly try, “Eddie?”

“Yes. Yes, Eddie will do. Come here.”

Steve’s skin is...surprisingly soft. Eddie pulls Steve closer, wrapping all parts of themselves gently around Steve so as not to startle them; Steve emits a noise, wriggling. It’s high pitched, irregular. Laughter, their translator implant provides; joy. Steve’s skin turns pinker, which is fascinating, and they gasp for breath, “stoppittickles!”

Ek’dli-ke goes still and Steve settles into the curve of their hold. Ek’dli-ke leans forward; tastes the skin he can reach. Steve starts wriggling again, laughing, “gross! Stoppit!”

Yes, Ek’dli-ke thinks approvingly as the knowing of Steve’s taste washes through them. It sinks deep; is accepted. Burns itself into every molecule.

Steve has a small wriggling appendage in his food and speech hole; the equivalent of a mouth, Ek’dli-ke’s translator provides again. Steve in turn touches the part of Ek’dli-ke they can reach leaving a trail of moisture behind. Ek’dli-ke shivers uncontrollably at the flavor Steve has gifted him. Steve goes limp, eyes going very very large, “oh,” he says.

Ek’dli-ke vibrates in agreement. Steve giggles again. Ek’dli-ke decides they like it.

The Operators were correct, and Steve has already returned their advances; their reaction to Ek’dli-ke’s taste is more than favorable. Steve is numbed, no doubt, if their receptors are working correctly.

If Humans even have them. Hopefully they do, Ek’dli-ke does not wish to cause Steve pain.

Ek’dli-ke brings forth his inner most limb; Steve watches wide eyed as it slithers along their skin. The two appendages Steve seems to use for touch separate into ten smaller, wriggling appendages at the end; Ek’dli-ke by passes those, just in case the next part causes harm.

He applies pressure further up; the fleshy stiff part, either side of where it bends. Steve makes a noise, but does not react unfavorably; they must have working receptors and the numbness from the first taste of their mate must be working. Ek’dli-ke watches their mark bloom on Steve’s pale skin. Steve’s body has accepted them without question; a more perfect match for mating Ek’dli-ke could not have asked for.

“What’s that?” Steve asks, rubbing at where the glittering fractals and facets now decorate a large swathe of their appendage, “pretty.”

Yes, Ek’dli-ke will take this one, a more beautiful and solid mating mark has never existed, they are certain, “it means you are mine.”

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wolfsbaneandthistle · 4 months

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More building and city worldbuilding :) Streets dug out of the ground are the most common kind of urban environment on Enith.

Corldaxians, especially Common Corldaxians, used to prioritize tunnel systems and underground dens as a form of safety. In modern day Enith, this translates into largely submerged cities. This type of city structure is rather difficult for Kielni and Taysya to access. While historic renovations have made it widely possible for a Kielni to walk around a city, many places are still to difficult to fly in and out of.

Thus, many cities have built separate sections above-ground for people other than Corldaxians, though the majority of infrastructure stays in the dug-out streets.

#worldbuilding #alien culture #speculative biology #spec bio #xenobiology #original species #alien species #little bird worldbuilding #my art #greetings from enith #trying. to drag. myself. away from trains.#I’ve only done one post so far abt trains but it is a looming threat.

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dragons-in-spaceee · 1 year

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Personally I find it really refreshing to hear the Klingons in disco actually speaking Klingon,, Like I get in other treks it’s supposed to be that translators are on for the audience but I just love hearing alien language!!

#star trek discovery #starting my rewatch!! I’m watching one episode each Friday :)#star trek disco s1 #klingons #alien culture #not art

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dathomirdumpsterfire · 2 months

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the tusken costume design seriously fucks

thank you for coming to my ted talk

#star wars #tatooine #tusken raiders #tusken warrior #aliens #alien culture #the book of boba fett #gffa #star wars media #star wars screenshots #mandalorians #tusken shaman #tusken

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jaesonblue · 3 months

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Worship the Ashes by AKA_Green on AO3 gotta be like, my biggest S-tier Avatar fanfic fucking EVER. Like don't get me wrong, the slow burn was fucking SLOW, but it is SO worth it. Like yes give...

Wait sorry, one moment.

‼️[SPOILER WARNINGS]‼️

Okay, now, YES give me polyamory, give me redemption (possibly) of an originally antagonistic character, give me more elaboration on Jakes relationship with his brother, give me characters being multifaceted, give me SO MUCH WORLD BUILDING, give me FUCKING AMAZING DISABLED AND QUEER REP!!!

Straight up my only critique is that there are admittedly a LOT of OCs but they take their turns being background vs plot relevant so while it does take a bit to keep up, it's overall very well done I think. I love it so much, y'all would have to pry it from my cold, dead hands.

#james cameron avatar #jake sully #na'vi #neytiri #tsu'tey te rongloa ateyitan #mo'at #polyamory #human nature #na'vi culture #alien culture #norm spellman #spider socorro #paz socorro #fanfic

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yellosnacc · 3 months

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An elder master performing one of many forms of a silent wing dance. The goal of this show is to appeal to the eyes alone, using movement and colors - making too much sound is seen as a failure in this specific style.

Some of the silent dances might try to confuse the watcher with fabric appearing as other body parts or wing flags that cover most of the performer. With uniiman arts, there are really too many variants to cover as their whole deal is to compete and innovate (but most often can still be categorized).

To some, the silent dance is more artistic than the loud one while others find it lazy not to play music with the body. It really is a question of taste.

Based on the crest drawings of this uniima it seems their show's purpose is to find 3 partners and create three lives. This however isn't because their dance or outfit is sexual, it is simply a show of skill with an additional message.

#art #speculative biology #artists on tumblr #digital art #artwork #worldbuilding #speculative evolution #uniima #spec bio #alien species #spec evo #original alien species #alien culture #uniima culture #dance #old people dance

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gobledi-gook · 2 years

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Alien Gender and Biology

I think alien biology would work somewhat like fish, more specifically Clownfish!

I say this as my understanding of Clownfish is that they are all born male by default and become female when there isn’t another female around so they can reproduce.

My thinking is that aliens just don’t have a concept of gender physically or socially; and so when they want to reproduce, their bodies just change to do the necessary functions and that’s that.

Continuing; I think they would only refer to one another as names and/or possibly the first two letters of their name or the last two.

Some example; njwi lcsk wnx

“There’s Njwi, (nj or ni) is pretty fascinated with humans,”

“That’s Lcsk, (lc or lk) loves the earthlings you name ‘fish’ and takes care of a bunch of them!”

“Hey, Wnx! (wn or wx) is helping put up decor for the Mizo festival!”

Let’s try it with human names; sophie reilly noah

“Sophie really loves art! Have you seen how good (so or se) is at it?”

“Reilly is awesome! Have you seen how cool (re or ry) looks?!”

“Noah’s super smart, (no or nh) is like a Jack-of-all-trades type,”

To round it up, I think aliens would find it odd that we are stuck with the same biology our entire lives and be extremely confused about the gender roles we abide by, our use of pronouns would also probably throw them for a loop;

“But how do you know which person someone’s talking about when you say ‘he’ or ‘she’ for almost half your population?”

This has just been my two cents to the whole ‘humans are space oddities’ tag and several others :D

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