#otiosus

[kas-e]

Juvenile Phidippus x Otiosus & Hybrid

[orderofthespunsilk]

Another Dustbunny appreciation post! She's so PRETTY

[onenicebugperday]

@gothko submitted: this friend of mine was seen chilling in my window!! found in [removed] (remove location please!) they’re quite large; about 0.9 inches long by legspan if i had to guess! can you please id if you have the time? thank you!!!

What a large and fancy man! I love his powerful-looking front legs, he must work out. He’s a male canopy jumping spider, Phidippus otiosus :)

[littlescaryinternetguy]

That special sort of feral tiny who lives in your garage. A person of dust and oil and dead leaves and drafts and dry paper. They live among all the things you don't want around but cannot get rid of. They climb neatly stacked piles of financial records, printed in dot matrix. They live in structures built from your grandfather's albums. They know the names and styles printed on the 78s: fox trot, orchestral accompaniment, blues, Duncan, ethnic. They don't know what they sound like. They wonder. They create elaborate pantheons about your aunt and your great-grandparents, all gone, each one a deus otiosus. They barely know you, you come and go, pausing only for a moment sometimes. You place the flag, neatly folded into a triangle, on the top shelf. You stow the wedding dress in its yellowed box (with the name of a long forgotten department store) in a rimed bureau, lingering for five minutes before you shut it and leave. In their universe, in their creation stories, you placed everything and then withdrew, leaving a void in your infinite self without which there would be no room for them. They liken themselves to the motes drifting in the dim light filtered through the grimed pane. That special kind of feral: fierce, exhausted, remembering what you refuse to.

[alcnfr]

What I believe is a Canopy Jumping Spider (Phidippus otiosus) on the chicken coop this morning...

[lewisinho]

wait sorry i came after cheatgate what happed during jeddah 2021? all I know is that m crashed during quali and people call it "the perfect lap that never was" thanks!

oh you’re in for a ride. lemme set the scene real quick then. 21st race of this 2021 season, safe to say god has already abandoned this circus. maybe Nietzsche had a point when he said ‘god is dead’ yk cause he saw this hamilton v verstappen battle happening in the future and was like shit too wild even for the bible.

max e. verstappen is leading the championship by only 8 points,,, lewis c.d. hamilton has now won brazil and qatar and is so locked in mf is redefining prime at the age of 36. bc there are levels to this game, and we’ve reached new ones peeps start questioning if it’s still the same game. yeah no.

‘perfect lap that never was’ shit funny to me bc it’s unfinished. bottom line, Any unfinished lap is worse than any finished one. altho i can appreciate pushing to the limit and beyond it. bro was running on fumes, fair enough. the game is the game until it isn’t.

u could cut the tension with a knife. lew bear powered by the og gaylmet vs the establishment (with one m. masi at the helm) and attempted vehicular manslaughter. bro was also running on some extraterrestrial goat shit even when the kitchen sink was thrown at him mf didn’t even blink. he won after a safety car, 2 red flags, and 4 virtual safety cars, verstappen terrorism and the FIA doing the best impression of a Deus otiosus. oh and he set the fastest lap with a damaged front wing. it got cold for a moment there even in that desert.

u can’t do this race and whatever the fuck transpired that night justice with words. it even had ocon leading the race for a moment. it got torger breaking headphone sets. and masi and red bull negotiating grid positions like it’s the grand bazaar.

rewatch it & measure your pulse. shit gets even wilder in the context of what it foreboded.

[nikkicafeina]

Since we've been discussing the original Cannan expirements I've been tossing around thoughts about how absent John's hand seems to be. Oh, his influence is there but without doing another in depth reading I don't recall evidence of his direct work. Most other Lyctoral pairs are explicitly stated to have a lab. We have evidence of several of them having direct involvement in the lyctoral puzzles and/or the Teacher soul gestalt project. And yet there's not even any mention of any work in the Cannan library attributed to John; no evidence of him in the house at all even though Harrow maps every room.

Most of the pre-res friend group weren't scientists. The second time around all of them are--except John. He positions himself as teacher in HtN and never engages in any kind of fieldwork. It's like as soon as he becomes God he becomes unwilling or unable to act directly. Literal deus otiosus.

And like, maybe it's psychological, maybe there's some part of him that's aware that the last time he actively engaged in experimentation rather than just observation he killed everyone and everything and that feels bad. But I'm spinning on the thought that his flavor of Lyctorhood renders his necromancy fundamentally different and forces him into a kind of deism. His powers seem so paradoxical, at once boundless and constrained. He can fully ressurect now but he can't heal anymore. He can't be killed but he cannot kill Alecto. He can directly power the sun but he can't fight a ressurection beast. And it doesn't make sense for all of those to be choices, not even unconscious ones.

Just, what is up with this man, Taz? I need to know.

[catominor]

they hate me for my otiosus swag

[healerelowen]

Hello Hello! So, I was listening to Maggot Belly by awfultune and I was thinking about my little bug OCs. Then I thought, what would characters in Inscryption be if they were bugs? So now I have compiled a list of every character that I could possibly think of along with some research to further fit the characters. I hope you all enjoy and have a good rest of your day/night!

TW: Reference of Bugs/Spiders (just in case)

Scrybes:

P03: Morpho Butterfly

Grimora: Yellow Spotted Stink Bug

Leshy: Elm leaf beetle

Magnificus: Giant Silk Luna Moth

NPCs:

The Factory:

The Dredger: Water strider

The Inspector: Carolina mantis

The Melter: Bronze orange bug

The Forest:

The Prospector: Phidippus Otiosus Jumping spider

The Angler: Roly-Poly

The Trapper/The Trader: Leaf-footed Bug

The Crypt:

Kaycee Hobbs(Ghoul): Ground beetle

Royal Dominguez: Fruit fly

Sawyer Patel: Cicada 

The Tower:

Pike Mage: European Firebug  

Goobert: Geometer emerald moth

Lonely Wizard: Firefly

Uberbots:

The Archivist: Thistle mantis

The Photographer: Polyphemus moth

The Unfinished Boss: Cabbage white butterfly

G0lly: Blue bottle butterfly

Others:

The Woodcarver: Bark beetle

Rebecca: Dragonfly

The Bone Lord: White Spider

Kaycee Hobbs: House Cricket

Luke Carder: Seven-spot ladybird

[kas-e]

Phidippus Otiosus

Penultimate female (first) Adult female (second shot) same spider.

[orderofthespunsilk]

All my babies!

Bojangles (p. regius) + Dustbunny (p. otiosus)

Ichabod (p. audax) + Newt (p. regius)

Glimmer (p. audax) + Skooma (p. audax)

[onenicebugperday]

@mortimermcmirestinks submitted: Found in [removed] (please remove location) in late March, right around the start of the warm rainy spring season. It was big for a jumping spider… I wanna say maybe over a centimeter leg-span?

I looked it up and I think maybe canopy jumping spider?

What a ding dang cutie pie! And those blue-green chelicerae are beautiful. Definitely a canopy jumper!

[psychesetra]

and the sun went down; pov third person

tHIS IS SO CRINGE AND SO OLD BUT I WANNA POST IT FOR THE SAKE OF POSTING

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he was lonely.

despite being the sun god, taiyo was lonely.

he was too bright, too hot for anyone to even approach.

he spent his days watching humans, living their lives with everything they had. from laughing to crying, loving to killing.

he was lonely, so he decided, after millennia of watching, he left the heavens to become mortal. he was jealous, too, of the stars, who were immortal, yet had human bodies, had friends to return to, had been born of a family, had never felt lonely.

but he could not just leave his post -- the humans were reliant on his rays. that same heat that kept them away kept them alive -- their world would crumble in darkness without him.

the day of his departure, he tore a part of himself to keep in the sky. from the sky he fell, unused to his weakness. that day, the sun dimmed.

he fell like a shooting star, the remainder of his power wrapping around him, keeping him safe.

much later, a human found him, unconscious, in a crater blackened with ashes and surrounded by fractured trees.

tsuki had never been one for adventure. she had avoided the outside since the incident.

she always stayed in her flat above her clinic, a little far from the town of otiosus, but still far enough from the forest.

she was not always an occupant of otiosus -- but it had long been since that she was not.

the villagers had accepted her tensely, whispers of the child who could heal near any ailment traveling to them years before she did.

it was strange, the mages told them -- like all healers, she was empowered by the sun -- yet, there was an undeniable twinkle with her magic that hinted of stardust and a fainter glow.

now, however, it was her turn to accept someone -- but they didn't quite come willingly.

she had been looking to harvest ingredients from the forest when she had ventured into a blackened area. tree bark rich with ash, grass burnt, yet no smell of gasoline.

taking out her knife, she walked quietly, waiting for a threat.

she kept doing so until she saw it. a large, deep crater in the earth, blacker than anything else in its surroundings, and something in the middle that looked suspiciously like a human being.

she crept closer, knife still out. whoever had knocked that thing in the center out might still be around, and she would not die to a measly beast.

she did not want to die alone.

now in the crater, she confirmed that, yes, that thing was a human. he was very injured, and lying face-down. a small pool of blood surrounded him. this made tsuki hurry. many people died of blood loss, and if she could prevent one life, at least that was one less.

she managed to turn him face-up and she paled -- much like the color of the body in front of her. the man's black hair was very messy and matted with blood, some parts sticking to his face. but the chest wound was what made her worry.

across his chest was a hole that looked like it was torn on purpose, and like a hand dug into his chest, because his organs were tangled up like a rope.

she dragged him out of the crater as fast as she could, all the way back to the clinic. she'd go back for her basket of asphodel later.

her assistants didn't question where she had found the strange man or why she had dragged him back there. they just prepared the OR and hoped for the best.

after near-sixteen hours of grueling work and five resuscitations, the man on her metal table was stable. he was going to stay alive for more than five minutes, and he wasn't going to die.

taiyo woke up to white walls, white floors, white cloth -- white everything. he heard the steady beep of a machine and clacking from outside whatever room he was in.

then the human next to him jolted, and ran to the door, and yelled, "he's awake!!"

another human rushed in, a female this time. "hello, and welcome back to the land of the living," she greeted, tone tired and full of sarcasm.

rude. he was never in the land of the living anyway, he was in the sky.

and then it hit him fully -- he had become human. the fact mortals were talking to him, he wasn't lonely -- he was going to make friends!

then a voice trailed into his mind again. "...ame?" was all he heard. he spoke, and his voice was suprisingly childish. "again? sorry.."

the woman rubbed her eye and repeated, "do you have a name, or will i be calling you stranger the whole time you're here?"

again, rude! he was a sun god! but she was a little funny. he snickered. then he realized he couldn't say his name was taiyo, because that would blow his cover to smithereens, and no mortal was named after the god. so he thought and said the first thing that came to mind: "luke- you can call me luke."

the woman grinned. "alright, luke, i'm tsuki. now, care to explain why i found you in a ditch with a hole in your chest?"

ah. right..

it was a while before the two got to get acquainted fully. it took luke a few weeks to convince the reclusive doctor to share dinner with him. she did not pry when he told her he didn't want to say why he was half dead in a ditch, so he did not when she looked at snow with a look only describable as hatred. they talked more and more over the months, and each dreaded the other's departure.

tsuki had put off giving taiyo the clean sweep that he could go, go to wherever he wanted. she didn't want him to leave after every little joke he cracked and his laugh that reminded her of the sun.

luke didn't want to leave, so he sometimes injured himself discreetly, to keep himself attached to the clinic. he didn't want to leave after every small, genuine smile he'd get and the look in her eyes whenever she talked about her work.

but rumors spread, and the one of the healer had spread too far, too quick.

it had been nearly a year since he had been found in that ditch, and things were fine.

fine until that horrible excuse for a star showed up.

incommodum was an infamous star, known for his greed and power. and once he got something, he would never let it go.

and one day, he showed up at tsuki's doorstep.

"i told you i'd come back, little bird," he leered. he had a history with the woman. one that went far, far back that she had never told anyone.

"get out of this town, incommodum! you have no claim to me! your brother fixed that for you, you absolute moron."

incommodum's face turned stony, filled with years of rage. "i found you first, little bird. i found you and i took you and you can't do anything about that. even if my idiotic brother imbued you with the pure magic of the stars, i still lay claim to you. you belong to me and me alone."

he looked to her left, grinning again. "and who is this?" he looked directly at luke, grin widening.

tsuki's eyes widened a little, and she glanced at luke, then back at incommodum. "he isn't related to this, he's just a patient," she said, eyes careful.

"i think i am related, actually," luke said, with a bored look on his face. stars always got so arrogant. it was annoying.

"been quite a long time since i've seen you, incommodum," he continued, poker face on. "you don't recognize me? how sad," he grinned now.

"trust me, mortal, i only associate with the strong," incommodum replied, now cracking his fingers.

"maybe this will jog your memory," luke muttered, and he threw forwards a small ball of flame.

despite the many kinds of mages, no mage could use fire. only the sun god, only taiyo ever could.

barely dodging out of shock, incommodum readied stars in his hands. "i see.. you've become mortal, dear sun god. why the sun went dim, i wondered, and now i know why." his smile reaching near his eyes, he threw several stars straight at taiyo.

taiyo didn't realize, but someone else did.

"what.. did you just do..?" he whispered, skin pale and eyes angry with a fury he'd only ever felt once.

in front of him, on the ground, was tsuki, with five stars impaled into her chest.

"well, you started the fight, dear sun god," incommodum said, grin positively insane. "you simply forgot how to dodge."

with a rage no one on earth alive had seen before taiyo rushed forward, and with a single fiery blast, shot incommodum to stardust. it was not enough to 'kill' him, no, but it would take eons for every little piece of him to unscatter. for now, he would just be dust.

afterwards, he rushed to the ground, down to her body. "no, no, no- what do i do?" he wasn't in the proper state of mind to think, until-

"it'll.. be.. f-fine.."

a soft whisper made itself known, and he looked down again.

"w-when... i said... he did-n't.. have claim... to me.. anym-more.. i wasn't kidding-" tsuki said, hacking out blood.

luke then realized what he could, should, and wanted to do.

"d-do you.. himawari tsuki, allow me.. taiyo, to lay claim to you, and your spirit?"

"yes.. yes, i do."

for years and years afterwards, the sun god and his love lived together in peace. but all humans die naturally. and yet, taiyo was willing to bend and break anything and everything for his love -- and so when she took her final breath, he bound her soul to the magic she was imbued with as a child. thus, the moon was seen in the night sky.

and though they were far apart, every dawn and dusk, they would meet again.

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i did not proofread before posting i just copy pasted it from the google docs 😔

[spooderlover]

My otiosus hybrid girl.

[jebwizard]

Deus Otiosus

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