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Colossal Octopus by Pierre Denys de Montfort, 1801
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empirearchives · 1 year
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It makes me so happy to see art based on other art :)
This jacket by Tran Hung is based on the Colossal Octopus by the French naturalist, Pierre Denys de Montfort, 1801-1810
(Histoire naturelle)
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siryl · 8 months
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"Kraken" by Russell Marks.
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mitebitmurderous · 3 months
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whats the top 5 animals ever
i think most of them are fish. apart from #3 which is, of course, any pigeon i see on the street.
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bogleech · 27 days
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The last few krakens and giant squids I saw in any media had entirely soft suckers like an octopus so now I'm wondering something. Giant squid generally have "tooth lined" suckers, and the colossal squid's two longer tentacles have suckers that evolved into full blown claws all over them.
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whaleposters · 2 months
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Marine Megafauna art print poster. Available at cetek.etsy.com
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pumperpup · 3 months
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The Diver
Dave was no ordinary diver. He thrived on exploring the uncharted ocean waters, seeking the unknown and the extraordinary. His adventures had taken him to the farthest corners of the deep, but one fateful dive would change everything.
As Dave descended into the depths of the ocean, the azure blue gradually darkened, and he found himself in a world of shadows and mysteries. It was during this dive that he encountered a sight unlike any other—a unique octopus, its tentacles shimmering with an otherworldly iridescence.
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Curiosity got the better of Dave, and he reached out to touch the octopus. To his surprise, the creature responded with equal curiosity, wrapping one of its tentacles around his arm. At that very moment, Dave felt a surge of energy, unlike anything he had ever experienced before. It coursed through his body, invigorating his muscles.
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At first, Dave was merely curious, watching in amazement as his muscles began to grow. He flexed his arms, fascinated by the transformation. However, his fascination soon turned to concern as his muscles showed no signs of stopping.
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Panic gripped Dave as he struggled to free himself from the octopus's relentless grasp. But instead of releasing him, the octopus's tentacle tightened further, and Dave's muscles grew to colossal proportions. His limbs became massive, and he could no longer move freely in the water.
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Fear surged through Dave as he realized the dire situation he was in. His muscles were out of control, growing beyond anything he could have imagined.
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The octopus, seemingly satisfied with its curious endeavor, released Dave and disappeared into the dark waters.
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Dave, now a giant among the ocean's depths, began to sink to the bottom, unable to swim with his colossal muscles weighing him down.
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As he descended, he caught glimpses of his rescuers—a team of fellow divers who had witnessed his transformation.
They worked tirelessly to bring Dave back above the water and onto the boat. It was no easy task, as he was now a massive giant, his muscles filling the deck of the vessel. But with sheer determination and the assistance of a makeshift pulley system, they managed to get him on board.
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Dave, once a rugged diver, now a towering behemoth, flexed his newfound muscles proudly. He had become a giant, a living legend of the ocean's depths. Though his transformation had been frightening, he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at his newfound strength.
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dopscratch · 8 months
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My Slugcat Designs
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gaze upon the glory of my slugcats, i have gone full mollusk :)
feel free to use with credit! also show me if you do hahaha
fun design details/headcanons under the break
edit: find out why they're all tubemammals instead of felines here
All of them are mostly Smooth Creatures, no fur in sight. Also all of their limbs can be retracted into their bodies because slug. They each have a maximum of 3 fingers and 2 toes, though some have none at all. They are all toothless and instead possess radulae. Some have beaks and some don't, but I haven't decided which ones. The hunter is the only one with a confirmed beak. Beaks are all dark in color.
Monk is Tall because I said so. Lonk. Also I noticed its tentacles are slightly larger than survivors. Also I like the tall little sibling thing because it's funny to me.
Survivor is very average all around. Maybe slightly on the short side.
Hunter is squid. That is all (Not really). Hunter is an absolute beast and I really liked the idea of rotating colossal squid hooks instead of claws. Also squid worked really well for its long legs form :) Edit: As its rot progresses, its orangey color fades (read: parts of its skin start peeling off) and it becomes pinker like its ingame sprite until it becomes that sickly pink of Hunter Long Legs!
I thought the Spanish Dancer really invoked the tattered ribbons of the explosion spears. Also I know it's an aquatic slug and Artificer is terrible in water but I think the flailing to swim around really fits it haha. Also its a skunk because of the whole chemical weapon theme.
Gourmand is an absolute unit. It is very round. I don't have much else to say about it.
I love axolotls but they're overrated, so instead of having the gills of everyone's favorite neotenic Mexican salamander, Rivulet is an octopus. It can use the pink tentacles around its face to hide its big silly eyes if its scared. It can also stretch them out to look bigger. the space in between is webbed, just like in an octopus, though the webbing is not always visible when the tentacles are folded back or in a relaxed position. It has suckers on the back edges and can twist the tentacles around if it wants to use them to grab or hold something near its face. Its arms and legs can extend to great lengths but they cannot support Rivulet on land very well so they usually stay short then (or will only push it up a short height). A siphon on its underside lets it move faster underwater and it may spray water with it playfully.
Spearmaster is also very long like Monk. The spears are pulled from underneath the shell rather than straight out of the tail.
Saint is a sea sheep, complete with the silly closely placed eyes. Its "tongue" is just a tentacle. Also it's short. And a raccoon because I just felt like it fits.
Nightcat is a scaly-foot gastropod because I said so. I think that since it's a pretty mysterious creature it can get a pretty mysterious feature, though with a generally basic silhouette.
Enot/Inv/???/whatever you wanna call it is just cuttlefish. A wild, crazy creature whose colors, shape, number of arms, and texture are never consistent. It is dense and will not float well. Usually its tentacles and limbs have a bit of a curl to the ends.
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I think a flamboyant cuttlefish was perfect for its design, and I chose a yellow mongoose because a) silly creature and b) it's not actually a mustelid so it kinda fits how incredibly weird this guy is.
and that is all, hope you enjoy my slugcats.
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astraldemise · 6 months
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SQUID FACTS, NOW /nf
THE SQUIT IS AN ANIMAL WHO LIVES IN THE WATER AND THEY ARE A MOLLUSC LIKE OUR GOOD FRIEND. THE SLUG. THE MAJORITY OF MOLLUSCS HAVE OPEN CIRCULATORY SYSTEMS WHERE THE BLOOD FLOWS FREELY THROUGHOUT THE BODY YET THE SQUID HAS EVOLVED A CLOSED CIRCULATORY SYSTEM MUCH LIKE THE ONE WE POSSESS. THEY HAVE ALSO INDEPENDENTLY EVOLVED CAMERA STYLE EYES. THE VAMPIRE SQUID IS NOT ACTUALLY A SQUID BUT THE ONLY EXTANT MEMBER OF A GROUP OF CEPHALOPODS MORE CLOSELY RELATED TO THE OCTOPUS. THE LARGEST INVERTEBRATE BY SIZE IS THE GIANT SQUID WHO IS AN ELUSIVE CREATURE AND A LIVING SPECIMEN WAS ONLY CAPTURED ON CAMERA IN THE 2000S. THE LARGEST INVERTEBRATE BY MASS IS YET ANOTHER SQUID THE COLOSSAL SQUID AND THEY POSSESS HOOKS IN THEIR SUCKERS. ANOTHER EPIC CREATURE IS THE BIGFIN SQUID WHO LOOKS LIKE THIS
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THEY HAVE ALMOST AN ELBOW-LIKE LOOK TO THEIR ARMS. HOWEVER THEY ARE NOT TO BE CONFUSED WITH THE BIGFIN REEF SQUID WHICH LOOKS LIKE THIS
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nilsavatar · 6 months
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DAY 9 - ACCIDENTAL STIMULATION
Parings: Rotxo x Fem!human
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Genre/Warnings: NSFW/MDNI +18, no use of Y/N, SMUT, accidental stimulation, rubbing, fingering, sexual tension, olfactophilia (Rotxo turns on by smelling arousal) praising (baby boy/pretty boy/good boy), Aubree (reader) is slightly older, cursing, edging, sub-Rotxo, size difference. All characters are AGED-UP.
Summary: the research for an octopus-like species turns into a totally different search.
@acts-of-pastel you mentioned you wished for a Rotxo x human. I hope I have met your expectations☺️
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The ilu were funny. Prankster, playful creatures, and very affectionate, even with the few humans in Metkayina territory. They reminded her of dolphins in the way they behaved. In fact, just like dolphins, they had established a bond of friendship with the people of the reef.
However, Aubree had overlooked one crucial detail: the sticky skin.
The Ph.D. student had stood on the back of a Pandora animal before, but they had always been land creatures. So, her small size was inconsequential as long as she could grip tightly. The problem with the ilu lay precisely in that. No matter how much strength she put into her legs, she promptly slipped off the back of the mount. Did she press a little with her right knee? That’s when the left would lose its grip and her weight would unbalance until she fell into the water. Ditto if she did the opposite. Squeezing simultaneously with both was out of the question; she didn’t have long enough legs.
The only solution was to ride with an expert, and fortunately for her, Rotxo had been generous enough to offer to carry her himself. She could not have taken Ao’nung’s constant shenanigans. The woman was here to work, not to be ridiculed.
So here they were, on the beach, the salty smell of the ocean filling the air. Rotxo, already astride his ilu, gently extended a hand to her, while Aubree stared skeptically at the animal, wondering which way to mount.
“I’ve got you,” he repeated to her for the millionth time, his kind lips not losing their friendly smile for a second.
That boy was far too good and patient. An angel. The exact opposite of his best friend, she thought and wondered how on earth those two got along. She, in his place, would have gladly pulled off that annoying smirk with which he strutted around.
Really unbearable.
However, her thoughts were not consumed by her bitterness towards the future olo'eyktan. She had a mission: to take a sample of sagittaria ink.
Skuka, the local name for these 1.2 m nautilus-like creatures, had traits similar to terrestrial mollusks, octopuses, squids, and grinders. An incredibly unique species among the aquatic creatures cataloged on Pandora, but one about which very little was yet known because of its shy nature and the ease with which it camouflaged itself among corals and reef bottoms. Despite its bright purple hue, the skilled cephalopod expertly altered its color.
The similarities between Earth and Pandora were nearly overwhelming, despite their existence in separate systems. The universe was not meant to host life. To find it in its vastness, to receive confirmation that we were not the only ones, was a rarity; an exception that confirmed the rule. Yet, encountering the identical elements duplicated, albeit in a chaotic manner and frequently in colossal proportions to meet the tastes of a feeble human within an alternate ecosystem? It was awe-inspiring, a virtual impossibility.
Pandora's name had become synonymous with achieving the unachievable.
Sagittaria proved incredibly elusive, resulting in a scarcity of publications about it; near to zero. All that was known was the extraordinary special ability to oxygenate not only seawater, but also freshwater. However, just recently, Aubree had set eyes on it for the first time, on an unfortunate specimen caught by reef fishermen, inevitably ending up on the communal dinner menu. While cleaning, the woman noticed a black pouch that they saved to use as a condiment.
The animal’s defensive ink. 
This gave her an idea. If she could analyze the fluid secreted by a live specimen, they could find the answers they were looking for about this curious creature. By chance, the fisherman who had caught the previous octopus was none other than Rotxo, leading her to approach the young diver.
“We gotta go skuka hunting if you're still up for it. We don't have forever,” he said with a slight insistence, dirtying his voice. Her hesitation was making him lose his patience. And the man’s patience was infinite.
Aubree checked one last time that her scuba gear was working and, with a heavy sigh, approached Rotxo, who wasted no further time in lifting her by weight, putting her in the saddle, and anchoring her to his chest with one hand so large that it practically covered her entire abdomen; his thumb pressing on her sternum, placing it right in the middle of her breasts.
Rotxo’s nose curled, tasting a strange note in the air. His mind drew a blank, yet the familiarity was indescribable. It had the sweetness of a ripe fruit, with a touch of spiciness that intoxicated him and caused him to search for the source. He probed carefully. In Aubree's perspective, he appeared to be investigating the absence of predators, unaware of the information her body was betraying.
The completely accidental and unexpected gesture sent a bolt of electricity coursing through her entire body. Like a lightning splitting a tree in two. A thunderbolt that had started where his index finger had pressed on her left nipple (right at the level of her heart, now threatening to explode in her chest) and had ended in the deepest part of her belly. Here an immense heat had sprung up, she was sure had reached her cheeks as well. She never believed that the day would come when she would give thanks for wearing the full mask of the eco-pack over her face. Suddenly, she no longer felt the visceral chill of the ocean penetrate her bones. How could she when all her senses were exclusively focused on the huge man behind her?
When a stronger breath of wind hit them, a whiff of that smell hit him again, along with a scent he knew well.
The scientist’s sugar shampoo.
He had been groping her boob until that moment and, like an idiot, had not even acknowledged it.
With a sudden realization, his orbits split apart, revealing the shock on his face. What he had perceived were her subtle pheromones, barely discernable to most, but not to him. Aubree was ... aroused? For him? Right now, out of all the times. Why? Wasn’t it abominable for human to feel attraction to an alien? Perhaps she was into big stuff.
Great Mother, Rotxo, what the hell are you thinking?
It was a misunderstanding. It had to be. It didn’t make sense. And finally he noticed. Recorded the soft roundness under his palm and that he had held the whole way.
It will surely be embarrassment. He judged the trail of pheromones, not finding the courage to believe there really was more to it.
Not to upset her further, Rotxo slid his hand further to her side and pushed back a little, but this only caused the woman to slip back by the force of gravity, landing precisely on his lower abdomen.
Holding back from moaning was impossible; the parting line in Aubree’s bottom fit his growing erection wonderfully.
The woman was about to apologise by pushing further forward on the ilu’s back when a tight, burning grip on her side silenced her.
“Do not move.” The depth of his voice made her head spin, as if she were about to faint, a soft ringing filling her ears. She wasn’t sure of her voice when shakily she called out to him. 
“Do not talk. Just—,” he exhaled a heavy breath, his voice equally uncertain, “Just do nothing.”
With both palms, he smeared the human on himself — the action already tremendous for his willpower, as all her weight pressed deliciously against his lower abdomen —, then lowered his face to her head, until he buried his nose in her hair. He sniffed her like a cat examines a salmon mousse. Ravenous.
But that wasn’t enough. He wanted more. He needed more.
With trembling fingers, the diver found the zip of her wetsuit and tugged it as far as he could. She shivered, her back suddenly exposed to the cold, but she did not have time to register it, for her body was already in the grip of another kind of shiver. More intense and visceral, which went hand in hand with the hot puffs that escaped from the Na’vi’s nostrils as he explored her bare epidermis. As he did so, he glued her even more tightly to himself and her beautiful ass hit him again, now irrefutably erect, and Aubree missed a beat. Her head grew lighter and lighter, her body more and more uncontrollable. Rotxo’s moans went hand in hand with the dance of her hips.
Rotxo made her feel the outline of his canines on one shoulder, while his hand slid along the outline of her intimacy until he found her swollen clit. Sensitive and erect. She let out a whine. She felt him smile as he rubbed the thick, tight fabric, giving her a pleasant but insufficient friction.
Unsatisfied, Aubree levered the animal’s back to give herself a harder push backwards that made him blow something incomprehensible. His hand crept inside her wetsuit, happily surprised to discover her completely unclothed underneath as he pinched at her nipple, glancing up to catch the moan leaving her plump lips. 
So that’s what she liked. Sweet, filthy little thing.
Satisfied, her back immediately arched and his hands planted themselves on the one remaining on her pelvis. He smiled around her, thrilled to be right. She pushed her ass against him and he groaned, his cock stiffening more than it already was. Fuck, at this rate, he would probably cum through the loincloth, untouched, but he restrained himself. 
“Rotxo,” you mewled. A shiver snaked down his spine at the sound and couldn’t hold back another groan that made the girl look up at him with a racing heart. “Feels good,” she bit into her lip, thighs pressed together.
After more lapses, tugging at her nipple and a playful bite at her shoulder, he approached her face. His gaze fell on her lips, a little reddened and covered with her own saliva. Swollen, eager. 
Fucking mask. 
The other hand quickly found its way to her womanhood, leaning into her as he let her guide him.
He passed her clitoris, teased her fleshy folds and insinuated a fingertip towards the deepest part of her pussy, finding it already magnificently wet and wide. He wore the sensitive ring that tightened around his finger, as if it eagerly sought to trap him, causing a sigh louder than the rest. An unequivocal invitation that he was damned if he was going to refuse it. He pushed the first phalanx lazily to stretch her walls, helping them adjust to a size she had never experienced before. Then he reached for the knuckle and finally found himself sucked in whole. Each millimetre covered corresponded to a higher-pitched cry until Aubree became a whimpering mess.
He couldn’t help wondering how she would act when it was his cock’s turn to sink into her. She would be unconsciously transfixed on him. A dark laugh echoed in his windpipe at the mere thought.
“Put another one in.”
It took him a couple of seconds to register that she had spoken. “What?”
“Put a-another finger.”
“Do it, baby boy.”
“Syulang (flower), I don’t want to hurt you.” He actually wanted to, to be honest. If he hadn’t risked dismembering her, he would have shed his tewng (loincloth) and her diving suit long ago, and slammed her on his cock. But he had to constrain himself, prepare her properly. She was just a little human. Beautiful and fragile, like a crystal.
Shit, that pet name was all he needed to make his knees go soft. He could do nothing but succumb. With no little effort, a second finger took its place next to the first. The burning that pervaded her was almost unbearable, intense, yet addicting. Her mouth was dry because of time she remained wide open in a scream of both pain and pleasure. Small tears formed at the corners of her eyes.
“Right there!” The sweetness of her voice stimulated his excitement even more because every time she made a sound, a fresh wave of her perfume blanketed him. It was exhilarating.
He couldn’t help but let himself get a little cocky, smirking to himself, running his tongue over his lower lip. The obscene sounds coming from her cunt should have mortified her, but nothing of the sort came to mind as she felt her release coming up and teasing the surface. 
She tried to hide her loud moans by biting her lip until it bled, but watching his hand disappeared into her scuba wetsuit, his fingers pumped into her and his thumb twirled over her sweet clit made her head spin. Doing it in the middle of the ocean made the action even more naughty, wild. He was driving her crazy. She couldn’t recall ever being touched so sublimely. 
Sooner than she had expected, Aubree’s thighs trembled from the aftershock, trying to come down from the climax. She lay back on his chest and gasped, trying to catch her breath.  She stared at the sunny sky for a moment, her mind baffled by what had just happened. 
When she finally composed herself, she rose again to stare at him. Her eyes flashed with mischief. She licked her lower lip with excruciating slowness before biting it, giggling. “My turn.” She was still smiling, little smile lines at the corners of her lips and eyes, when she anchored herself to the saddle for support and began to languidly rub her ass against his covered shaft.
His cock was so big and heavy, she could feel it even through the fabric. Hard and throbbing. He let out a broken moan, staring at her with hooded eyes. Even without a skin-to-skin touch, it was absolutely incredible; the material gave that extra friction that made him fall into a spiral, and for a moment he considered not taking off his tewng at all.
As she approached the point where Rotxo needed her most, she moved her hands to support her pelvis. She imagined having him inside her. Ripping into her spongy walls in a deliciously painful way, before fucking her stupid. He was so big that she would surely cum several times in a row.
“Please don't stop.” 
Who would’ve guessed he was the begging type? Aubree smiled devilishly, giving herself a more mighty momentum, only for him to throw his head back.
“Relax, pretty boy.” He was struggling to hold it together. Just having her ass on him was enough. He couldn’t even imagine what her mouth would feel like. Him hitting the back of her throat, filling it with so many streams of seed, making her swallow every single drop of it. Fuck, and your pussy. Just at the idea, pre-cum dripped to patch the cloth.
She stooped a little more to change the angle. His aquamarine eyes were fixed on hers and a hand rested on her back to steady her. Or perhaps to keep him grounded. He groaned. She gasped in surprise when Rotxo grabbed her butt, keeping her there.
His dick pulsated. The veins were more evident than before. He was close. “Be a good boy and cum for me.”
“N-no,” he said, eyebrows coming together and lips parting. He looked away from her only to kiss her back, nibbling at the soft skin. 
“I know you need to cum.”
“I’ll do anything you want, but please, not like this. I can’t...” his fingers dug into the flesh of her bottom, moaning louder now.
“Don’t worry, pretty boy. Just let it go.”
His hips stuttered as he stifled a moan, no longer knowing where to put his hands. She rubbed herself against him faster and he gasped, moaning hopelessly, almost choking on his own saliva.
His long, prolonged wailing was because he had shot his sperm entirely into his tewng, like an inexperienced kid. His cock throbbed and twitched as he continued to empty himself, his thighs quivering. He used an arm to cover part of his face as he emitted low whines.
“Don’t make that face. I’ll pull another one out of you.” Her playful smile made him hard again. She was so... so alluring. Charming and seductive. He hadn’t planned to fall into her hands, but there he was. Ensnared by her mesmerizing stare, he couldn't break free. He was left speechless, grappling for something to say. Every fiber of his being yearned for her, an insatiable hunger that could not be denied.
She moved up, leaning forward to stretch a hand between his legs to reach his aching erection, taking its heavy length in her frail hand. He let out a shuddering breath, blinking as he felt her tease the tip of his cock. 
“Strip.” Fuck, he was about to lose it again. 
Her name sounded heavenly coming from his beautiful lips, his eyes already begging her to keep doing what she was doing.
But suddenly Aubree’s gaze changed. Her head snapped to one side toward the seabed, too deep for her to really see it. Yet something had caught her attention.
A purple blur moved sinuously but funny against the current.
The woman’s eyes glittered as she trudged back into her wetsuit.“Rotxo, a sagittaria!”
“What?”
“A skuka!” she sat back down, her back to him, ready to chase after the cephalopod. "Come on, now," she said, her tone laced with impatience.
“But, but…” He was so stunned that he couldn't find his words.
She threw him a wink. We'll finish this up later on. You'll get a sweet reward if you fetch that skuka for me.”
He couldn’t believe that between him and an octopus, Aubree would choose the octopus. A fucking octopus!
But with the tantalizing prospect of being profusely thanked later, he swallowed his huff and commanded the ilu to set off in pursuit of the mollusc. Already anticipating his prize.
Special thanks to @pandoraslxna for the prompt!
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consciouslyunited · 2 months
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In the far reaches of the cosmos lies the planet Cephalora, a realm dominated by colossal octopus creatures that roam both land and sea. Here, the natural order has taken a fascinating turn, with these massive cephalopods becoming the architects of a unique and vibrant ecosystem.
Land and Sea Integration: Cephalora is a world where the boundaries between land and sea blur seamlessly. Enormous octopus beings, known as Terraquids, traverse the expansive landscapes with their powerful tentacles. These creatures effortlessly move between terrestrial and aquatic environments, creating a harmonious integration of both realms.
Colossal Terraquids: The Terraquids of Cephalora are true giants, with bodies that can reach unprecedented sizes. Their tentacles, adorned with intricate patterns and markings, can span vast distances, allowing them to traverse both the expansive oceans and the sprawling continents. Some Terraquids have even adapted to support their massive forms on land, creating a spectacle as they move with surprising agility.
Ecosystem Engineering: These colossal octopus beings are not mere inhabitants but the architects of Cephalora's ecosystem. With their versatile tentacles, Terraquids shape the landscape, creating intricate burrows, carving out water channels, and influencing the flow of rivers. Their movements influence the distribution of nutrients, fostering a rich and diverse array of flora and fauna that depend on the Terraquids' ecological engineering.
Symbiotic Relationships: The inhabitants of Cephalora, both sentient and non-sentient, have developed symbiotic relationships with the Terraquids. Smaller aquatic species find refuge in the intricate hideaways crafted by the Terraquids, while terrestrial flora benefit from the nutrient-rich deposits left in their wake. The sentient beings of Cephalora, known as Cepharians, have forged a deep spiritual connection with the Terraquids, viewing them as both protectors and integral parts of the planet's life force.
Cultural Reverence: Cepharian culture is deeply intertwined with the presence of the Terraquids. Festivals, rituals, and artistic expressions pay homage to these colossal cephalopods. Temples and monuments adorned with depictions of the Terraquids' intricate patterns dot the landscape, serving as symbols of unity between the inhabitants and the giants that shape their world.
Cosmic Connection: Cephalora's unique ecosystem, orchestrated by the colossal Terraquids, has attracted cosmic enthusiasts and scientists from across the galaxies. The planet stands as a testament to the incredible diversity and adaptability of life, showcasing the extraordinary ways in which beings can coexist with their environment on a cosmic scale.
As the sun sets on the shores of Cephalora, the colossal silhouettes of Terraquids create an otherworldly spectacle against the horizon, a living testament to the wonders of a planet where massive octopus creatures have become the stewards of both land and sea.
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Little Toxin Masterpost. No ref sheet yet but for every like this post getst I'll leave a fact about Toxin and his parents below! Retweets count too!
Facts below the Read More!
Fact #1
Toxin's parents are Shadow and... Scourge!
They're a close family that lives isolated because they all hate being around people for too long.
Fact #2
Toxin goes by he/they pronouns and is intersex like both his parents. Yes, both, it's a no brainer on Shadow since him being alien tends to go hand in hand with otherworldly... situations but Scourge requires some more context. Keep liking the post and I'll share that too ;)
Fact #3
Okay okay, Scourge context!
Scourge has fused with Chaos in this AU making him a water elemental. On top of that Scourge's mother was a mimic octopus pretending to be a hedgehog to trick his father, whom I've also re-written and given the name 'Cobalt', into marrying her to connect their kingdoms. When she was found out she fled, leaving her two sons behind, one of which was Scourge and this technically means he's already a hybrid. His affinity for water is genetic, he was practically born to be homies with Chaos.
Scourge didn't inherit the camouflage ability like his brother Sapphire did, no he got the funky gender shenanigans instead and with no one to tell him stuff or compare himself to, he opted to tell everyone he's cis and run if they ask sussy questions. Shadow is the first person he told.
Fact #4
Shadow 'carried', as much as you can call it that side his alien species is of the egg laying variety. (No I will not go further into detail) He's part of a race (that's essentially Black Arms and The End from Forces combined and expanded upon) called 'Nova Luna' and his species generally has traits such as digitigrade legs and crystalline growths on their body of varying shapes, colors and sizes. (I have art of this coming very soon)
High ranking individuals pose as fake moons, hiding their colossal bodies to influence a planet from a distance. Shadow however has turned his back to them for good after having met Scourge. Toxin and Scourge are the best things that ever happened to him.
Fact #5
They had no idea this would be possible, but Shadow had no issues carrying and Toxin hatched about as normally as a little toxic green alien hybrid pup can. Needless to say they were relieved to see a hedgehog and not some horrible mismatch of their DNA with a ton of genetic issues. Toxin was a healthy pup, if anything he was causing his parents problems instead.
Fact #6
Toxin is in fact, venomous! He's not lethal but a decent bite from him as an adult can paralyze you for a couple hours and a small nip is enough to partially paralyze/sedate the area. Scourge found this out the hard way after Toxin hatched and got nipped in his hand. They had to teach him in his toddler years to not use his teeth to solve every minor inconvenience.
Fact #7
Toxin's abilities are mostly Chaos Energy related. While his parents are fire and water elemental's Toxin appears to have an in-born talent to control raw energy by itself, which is incredibly dangerous! :D
Shadow and Scourge are only two out of seven Guardians who each have an element they master and controlling an element is just handling electricity cables while controlling the raw energy form is the equivalent of grabbing an exposed wire and hoping for the best. There's no buffer in the form of an element to focus energy in, on or through. Why Toxin has this talent is unknown... to most.
Fact #8
His shoes were absolutely a gift from Shadow and an updated replica of his own. Toxin was gifted the shoes when he was 18 and does regular maintenance on them ever since. Its important to him emotionally but not just because it was a gift. It allows him to keep up with his parents in speed and he has many fond memories of learning how to use them with their help.
Fact #9
I know the shirt he's wearing mentions a vape, but he doesn't actually use them. Most he does is smoke the good old fashioned way and even that is sparingly. Because of his alien DNA he's ridiculously fast at healing any injuries or ailments and isn't very addiction sensitive. He'd be lying if he didn't do it to look cool though. He's an edgelord. (Toxin is a cartoon, it's not my aim to romanticize or endorse anything. He'll be fine but us humans wont be, so with that said, don't harass me over art okay? Cool)
Fact #10
Toxin's personality switches between calm, reserved, barely talking at all and absolutely unhinged. It depends on who he's with. Shadow definitely brings out a calmer side in him while Scourge is the type of chaotic dad who teaches his kid curse words and pranks. He's a good guy though and knows when to be serious.
Fact #11
He considers Sonic and Knuckles to be his uncles, even if they're not at all related. They were the first people to give Scourge a chance and support his growth into a better person after all. They would've done the same for Shadow and when Toxin came along they would do anything from babysit to teaching the young hedgehog how to use his abilities. Toxin gets along great with both of them but secretly prefers Sonic, he'll drop just about anything to grab food with his favorite uncle.
Fact #12
The Nova Luna have a hierarchy based on minerals and as they age or improve in skill there's a chance they can 'evolve' into a different rank. Toxin is an elusive Emerald to them because their whole deal is their obsession with the Ancient's Chaos Emeralds. Controlling all that power would make them all powerful and be capable of controlling the galaxy. The thing is, none of them have ever risen higher than the Ruby rank. Toxin however is related by DNA to someone of said Ruby rank, as well as someone directly responsible for guarding and controlling at least one of the Chaos Emeralds in the present day. That combination of the perfect circumstances caused Toxin to be born with the elusive Emerald rank.
Fact #13
Toxin being this rare of a creature makes him priority number 1 to the Nova Luna and since I have no intentions of writing his story just yet since it's pretty deep into the AU I just barely started writing, I can go ahead and say that he does get taken and spends at least a year in servitude/training to the Nova Luna.
Fact #14
Of course has trauma from his time there, but he did learn a lot about himself too and managed to cling to that knowledge for dear life. Any progress he made in skill level would come to bite the Nova Luna in the ass super hard in the end. Once reunited with his parents, Shadow and Scourge help him process everything he's experienced as they too have experience with trauma.
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There’s a nudge on her arm. “Hey, Allura, wanna see something cute?”
Allura looks over in interest. She would like to see something cute.
“Yes,” she says. Keith grins at her.
“Watch this. Hey, Lance.”
Lance doesn’t look up from his sewing, but shifts a little so he’s pointed vaguely in Keith’s direction. “Yeah?”
“Sharks are the most dangerous thing in the ocean, right?”
“What? No!” Lance doesn’t even take the time to stick his needle in the fabric like he usually does, shoving the whole project to the side and turning to face Keith fully. He’s all fired up, brown eyes narrowed and serious and hands waving all over the place.
Allura hides a smile in her hand.
“Sharks are the least dangerous things in the ocean! They’re just big dumb fish, doing their best! And they do such a good job, too!”
“Good job doing what?” It’s Pidge who asks, as she throws a blanket over her shoulders and settles in. She, too, has recognised this part of Lance — the passionate part, the teaching part. The most lively and excited part of him. He’ll keep going until he’s stopped, and he won’t be stopped any time soon — as Allura does a quick glance around the room, she sees the rest of the team making themselves as comfortable as possible, sappy smiles on their faces, just watching Lance lecture.
“— so they don’t even realize! It’s not their fault. If you want to talk about real dangers of the ocean, there are lots! Freaking dolphins, for starters, the buttheads. They suck.”
It’s Coran who speaks up next, leaning close to Lance and looking positively delighted about everything he’s saying. Unsurprisingly, considering Coran’s interest in biology. “What is a dolphin, dear?”
“The menace of the sea!” Lance throws his hands up as he says it. “They’re horrible Coran, horrible!”
A moony sigh comes from beside her. Allura glances over at Keith, eyebrow raised, to see his chin resting in his hand, as he stares at Lance with the most besotted face she’s ever seen on a person. She’s starting to think Keith had a more selfish reason for getting Lance all excited.
She snorts to herself. Of course he did.
“— and, they intentionally inject themselves with pufferfish venom to get high! That’s not actually a big deal, though. It’s kinda funny. The real problem is the shark murder, because dolphins suck. But —” he brightens considerably, grabbing his tablet and running over to the console at one end of the room. He syncs them, and a hologram flickers to life on the wall, reflecting the home screen of the tablet. Lance opens the ‘photos’ app, selecting a folder called ‘spooky ocean stuff 👻’.
“There’s way scarier stuff in the ocean! Look!” A picture of a horribly long creature with dozens of tentacles pops up. “This is a colossal squid! They were once thought to be extinct, but they’re not! They’re real! They’re usually about 45 feet long as adults, and often fight and eat sperm whales as well as each other! They’re cool. Next is my favourite, arguable the only dangerous sharks — bull sharks — but in their defense they’re not really dangerous, they’re only in this folder because I love them and talking about them.”
“That’s true,” Hunk whispers. “He loves bull sharks. Once a swarm of them came real close to the shoreline by his house, and he tried to swim with them. I thought his mother was going to have an aneurysm.”
Shiro chuckles. “I have no issue believing that.”
Allura doesn’t either.
“Oh oh oh and you know the Alaskan Bullworm from Spongebob? Well, let me tell you, it’s not that far off from reality —”
He continues on like that, sliding through photo after photo of terrifying Earth creatures, each scarier than the last. Allura is particularly perturbed by the blue-ringed octopus.
“—and the best part is, there’s more to discover! We’ve only searched about five percent of Earth’s oceans, so there’s lots more to learn about!”
Allura blinks. “All of… that,” she says, “that’s only five percent?”
Lance beams. “Yep!”
“That’s horrifying.”
“Yep!”
“That’s so cute,” Keith sighs under his breath, and Allura assumes he’s talking more about Lance’s beaming smile and flapping hands and less about the fact that he lives on a danger planet. She grins, shaking her head fondly.
What a loser.
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Cephalopod, Crustacean, and Shellfish Headcanon Questions
Feel free to change pronouns as necessary, and remember to specify muse for multimuse blogs.
CW: Food
Peacock Mantis Shrimp: How is your muse's eyesight? Good? Bad? Fair?
Common Limpet: Does your muse have an unpopular opinion on something?
Antarctic Krill: How available is your muse for helping others?
Colossal Squid: What is your muse clinging to?
Broadclub Cuttlefish: Does your muse hide parts of themself from others?
Colorful Hermit Crab: How sought after is your muse? Can people not get enough of them?
American Oyster: Is your muse easily manipulated?
White Shrimp: What does a typical night in look like for your muse?
Acorn Barnacle: Does your muse give up easily or are they ride or die?
Tiger Prawn: What does your muse do to show off?
Kisslip Cuttlefish: Is your muse stylish?
Dumbo Octopus: What is a subject your muse pretends to know a great deal about but doesn't actually know much about?
Hawaiian Bobtail Squid: What is a subject your muse just cannot understand?
Queen Conch: Is your muse prone to stealing?
Flamingo Tongue: What does your muse think about animal prints?
Striped Pyjama Squid: What does your muse wear to bed most often?
American Horseshoe Crab: How resilient is your muse?
Shortfin Squid: Is your muse considered tall or short for their age?
Blue-Ringed Octopus: What is your muse's main toxic trait?
Flamboyant Cuttlefish: Does your muse like to dress up?
Atlantic Blue Crab: Is your muse grumpy in the mornings or are they a morning person? Do they run on coffee?
King Crab: What is your muse known for?
Geoduck: Is your muse a foodie?
Chambered Nautilus: What is something your muse collects?
Giant Pacific Octopus: What is one thing your muse will run from every time?
Vampire Squid: What are your muse's defense mechanisms?
Decorator Crab: If your muse is hurting, how do they handle it? This can be physical, emotional, or mental pain.
Humboldt Squid: What makes your muse a smooth operator?
Caribbean Spiny Lobster: What is a valuable piece of knowledge to get close to your muse?
Caribbean Reef Octopus: What is your muse's least favorite color?
Giant Triton: Is your muse a good listener?
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