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Dragons are super cool. I think we can all agree to that. However, there's way too much human leaning beauty standards in the designs for dragons. Be it art of the visual sort or the written. I would like more stories and drawings where the male dragon has to be pretty and display for the female. The female should be rugged and scarred from having to defend her territory.

Absolutely keep the hoarding of gold for things like nest building even. Or maybe each hoard (nest) is a way to show individual personality to the female.

Make big terrifying dragons who live in the mountains and may be sexually dimorphic (or not, maybe just subtle) and tiny little fairy dragons with bright colors matching the flowers who are as vicious as hummingbirds.

I don't know, I guess I'm just bored of the super rough scales. Bored of the "all dragons have scutes"

And, I've seen a post somewhere that said there must be some sort of monster that hunts dragons. Based off of eye position and horns. Yeah, it's other dragons. If you need a real world example, try the prehistoric land crocs. Or gorgonopsids. Even tyranosaurs. The largest of predators are usually what causes defenses to develop against themselves. That is, if you need an excuse beyond "looks cool."

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Happy moon day! Love a new holiday!

Hey. Why isn’t the moon landing a national holiday in the US. Isn’t that fucked up? Does anyone else think that’s absurd?

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Humans are space orcs and the predator v prey issues. Earth prey animals often choose violence in defense of themselves or their young right? Well some choose violence for no reason we can figure out. So.....

Irilack bent down to pick up the comm they'd dropped. Their horns however, got in the way again. Being built to run and fight on the open plains was not(!) any kind of advantage in the cramped hallways of the Cavalier class ship they were a crewmember on.

"Irilack, hey you want any help there?"

"Jane, yes that would allow me to move out of everyone's way." The comm being on the floor was, once again unhelpful as crewmember Jane stared in confusion for a second.

"Uh, sorry, I'm going to go with yes."

Picking up the device was the work of a moment for her and she handed it over to them with a slight grin.

As always, Irilack had to remind their hindbrain that humans meant no harm when they did that. They had had to suppress the instinct to attack multiple times before when the human had killed a fly which somehow got on board.

This time was a bit stronger than usual. Perhaps they were entering the mating season. They always did become more prone to violence at that time.

"Jane, thank you for your assistance. Would you convey my apologies to the captain? I am going to sequester myself for a month of human home planet time. This would only be a week on my planet."

"Sure? Are you getting sick or what? Your wattles do look a little inflamed."

"No, it is to prevent my becoming violent with anyone. If we run into pirates though, please let me know."

"I thought your people were known to be super gentle? Just, species wide."

"A common misconception. We are just as violent as any of your homeworlds bovine prey animals, though not as much as your boars."

"Ah. So, mostly gentle but will choose violence. Got it. Right well. I'll talk to the captain. You go do what you need to do."

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[This idea has been rattling in my brain and I had to share it.]

I know we all love the ‘humans are space orcs’ concept… but imagine, onboard the new ship they’ve been assigned to, the human meets an actual space orc. A massive monster… fangs and tusks and scars and a battle-hardened stare, looming over all the other life forms on the ship in its thick indestructible armour it refuses to remove. It barely drinks, it doesn’t need sleep, its massive shoulders are heavy with the terrible things it has experienced. Compared to the squishy & delicate human body, this thing is a walking tank.

… Except instead of hating/ignoring one another, the human and the monster start bonding over both coming from death planets. The human is excited to find a life form who doesn’t quiver with fear at the vague description of a jellyfish and the monster is ecstatic to meet someone who understands the feeling of being bitten by a qua’lem (cats are pretty close). They sit together and compare dangerous animals and locations as the other aliens look on in confusion and fear… oh, you also have dense jungles of deadly hidden predators, boiling acid lakes, tamed predatory killers, and areas with horrendously high and low temperatures? Sick!! 

It doesn’t take long before the two of them become totally inseparable. The human loves not feeling like some kind of crazy outsider and the monster is overjoyed they’ve finally found an equal in this unkillable marshmallow.

Monster: When I was a youngling, a grol-lik stung straight through my armour. The pain lasted for approximately 16 human hours. Human: Oh yeah man, I get that. As a kid I got a wasp stuck in my shirt. It stung me like four times, it was awful, and all my cousins just laughed at me… Monster: [using their arm screen to research human courting methods] I see.

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Daedalus was real, he designed gobekli tepe and it's elder sister temple. Or perhaps those are merely copies of the true original one but once again the myth is a remnant of oral history. A remnant of a lost religion

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Ohana means family. Family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten. I'm staying with the OG version. Thank you very much. We don't talk abt the live action one.

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Things I saw today:

Butterflies, lots of them

Cedar wax wings

A couple of modern camaros

A vanity plate which said sas - uke...

(I couldn't help but laugh. Send help I'm in the car with my parents. I don't want to explain further to them)

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Fast and Furious 1 reveal au....

It was yet another night out. The supra wasn't done yet so Brian wasn't allowed to race it but Dom watched as his friends, family really, dominated the competition. He wouldn't race tonight, give the others a chance. He leaned back against the cool metal of his car, Corona in hand and watched people. Some teenage girls giggled near Brian, the sunshine smile he gave them making them blush. Dom raised an eyebrow, meeting Brian's eyes.

Brian shrugged at him before something caught his eye, the smile vanishing but being brought back out so fast that, if Dom hadn't been watching, he wouldn't have noticed. Dom turned to look, seeing only a few of the new drivers who'd only showed up in town a week or so ago. Brian had been here for months so the look couldn't be something like worry. Could it?

When Dom turned back to Brian to try and ask what that was about, Brian had vanished. Dom looked around trying to spot him, catching sight as he shoved himself into Mia's car and drive off. The hell? Dom called Letty over, letting her know he was going to follow Brian, that he'd be back.

The drive behind Brian was slower than Dom expected almost like Brian was using the time to think. What about or if he was, Dom had no clue. The closer they got to Harry's the more worried Dom was.

Finally he watched as Brian got out of the car at the door, leaving the door open but taking the keys. Saw Brian drop the keys to the building a couple of times, his hands were shaking so bad. Normally, Dom would have waited to confront Brian until he came back out but something felt off. He debated with himself for a minute, texting Mia to let her know where her car had got off to.

And then he went in. He wasn't trying to be particularly quiet, but the yelling he could hear from Brian's tiny apartment covered any sound he made.

"Yes! I don't care what you think or want Bilkins! Those bastards are here. I will not put anyone else in danger, didn't you read the file?! Oh, you did? Great so, you know exactly why I'm going to break cover."

What? Break cover? Vince had been right all along and Brian. Spilner. Was a cop. Dom clenched a fist holding on to his temper if only just barely.

"I don't care if you say I've gone native at this point. Even if I have it wouldn't make a difference." He paused listening, and barked out a vicious laugh. "You wanna be the next handler to leave me to rot? Fine! But I'm still going to let everyone know to stay far away from them. I know! Fuck," it sounded like he was collapsing onto his bed. "Of anyone would know, I would. Yeah. No. Look, I'll see you after I'm done talking to them Tanner. If you want my badge over this fine."

It went quiet. Dom stood outside the door, thinking hard. He was angry alright, but he had to control it, had to keep himself in check. Whatever he'd heard, it was only part of the story. Still, pissed or not the only way he could break the stalemate within himself would be to know more. Not work off of half the information. So, he knocked.

The only answer he got was a lot of hurried shuffling and a thud and then more shuffling before silence. Which wasn't weird at all. He tried the door. It wasn't locked, like Spilner was going to rush right back out. Where was he though? Not too many places in the shabby little space a kid could hide let alone a full grown man. Really, there was only one place that could possibly hide Spilner.

Dom crouched down next to the bed, looking under. There he was. Brian was curled as tight as he could get, hands over his mouth to keep himself quiet as he shook, eyes closed. Dom pulled back a little. That wasn't something he was expecting. Took a deep breath.

"Hey. Mia wants to know where her car is."

Bright blue eyes snapped open, and Brian seemed to sag. "Dom? What?" He stiffened again before dragging himself out to shove Dom toward the door.

"No, no you aren't supposed to be here, you need to go back! Mia, and Jesse and Letty, they aren't safe."

Dom grabbed Brian by the wrists to keep him from trying to push him out of the door again. "Why? You sell us out?" Some of his anger crept into his voice, making it sound more like he was growling.

Brian stared at him for a moment. "No! I can explain, just, we've got to get them away from the race. Especially Mia and Jesse."

Dom spotted the backpack Brian had been stuffing clothes into. "Looks to me like you were planning on running."

"I'll explain that too. Please Dom, I don't know how much you heard but we have to go."

"You don't drive. I'll send Leon and Vince later for Mia's car." Dom grabbed the bag dragging Brian, Spilner dammit, along. The drive back home was tense, quiet after a quick call to Letty.

With everyone there, Brian, Spilner, told them everything. Vince tried to throw a fit and throw O'Connor now, out. Dom didn't let Vince get out of hand, just told him to sit, without room for anything else.

Brian told them about an undercover job that went bad from the start. One where the person who was supposed to be his contact and the one to call for his extraction instead sold him out. Literally. The man was going to get a cut when Brian was sold by human traffickers. Brian had no idea how he'd gotten out, wouldnt talk about what happened between. And now those same people were in Dom's town.

Whatever happened next, the racing community needed to know. They didn't need to know where the information came from, just that it was accurate.

Vince had shut up and was pacing, Jesse was looking like he was about to cry, Letty looked pissed, Leon seemed to be thinking hard. Mia. Mia was in the kitchen rattling around trying to feel useful.

(This is all I've got for this. Anyone who wants to pick it up and go, have at it. Just give me a link to read it please. )

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This is Venus. She's a bard/warlock who used to be a teapot. She was broken as a teapot which is why she has the gold kintsugi lines. She was brought to life by a wizards experiment and since then she's been trying to find her purpose.

I would appreciate feedback on how to draw fat characters as she is my first attempt.

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I have not drawn him for a while but here y go!

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Mythology (part 2)

Last time, I speculated about Gobekli Tepe. This time....

So. Dwarves. We all know of them, we all have a notion of what they look like. They're a group of extra hairy, extra buff, extra good at tool making, people who are short and lived in caves. Our modern perception of them sets them in medieval era armor because, to us, that's long enough ago to be mythologized without losing enough information to be unable to conceptualize it. (I apologize my brain is choosing violence on word choice.)

This view of what dwarves look like has absolutely been influenced by things like dungeons and dragons which were influenced by texts such as lord of the rings, which was influenced (purposefully) by mythology. All this to say, what we used to think dwarves look like has changed over time.

The Egyptians had a god who was modeled after people who were affected by dwarfism, is this the origin? Not likely. Bes, the name of the god, was influenced and reflected people within living memory. Besides, that's in Egypt , which is not the place I would look for a being who matches the description of dwarves in earlier versions of the myth.

No, I would look north, to France. Or really, any place in Europe where there were caves. Neanderthals are easily described in many of the ways that dwarves are described. Perhaps not short in the same manner, but when we met them, we already had a height advantage. Not by much, but by enough to make the difference.

They were excellent tool makers, which they could have been making in a manner foreign to our ancestors. This would explain the part of the story about dwarves being legendary smiths. As time passes, so too would the tools the "mythical" people made in order to fit the time period.

Neanderthals were hairier than we are, likely an adaptation to the climate they lived in. They were far stockier with far more muscle mass which helped keep them warm and helped with how they hunted.

Therefore, I say dwarves and Neanderthals are the same thing. Of course, this is all based on the little I know of Norse myths to finish the connection, as, I believe there is never a description of the dwarves in those myths being short.

All of these hinges, of course, on myths being badly warped oral histories passed down to us over a very, very long game of telephone.

(Just had a thought, Hephestus of Greek myth with his being "deformed" could potentially be another retelling of someone having had a child with a Neanderthal.)

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my favorite genre of fictional character is like "i am terrifying to almost everyone, i'm very good at killing, i can endure anything, i've become exceptionally good at playing into my reputation, and if you try to give me positive social interaction i will react with confusion and cower in a corner like an abused animal. and i may try to shoot you. but there is also a chance i may imprint on you like a feral dog receiving its first loving touch! good luck."

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my taste in fictional men is just the unstable, traumatized and dangerous ones who radiate strong "I'm not a bad dog. I'm a wounded and terrified dog who bites to survive" vibes honestly

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The minotaur of Greek myth could very well be a reference to more ancient religion. Gobekli Tepe is a weird labyrinth with animal headed figures. If the priests of the religion there wore animal headresses and the religion practiced ritual human sacrifice, this could be an explanation of the myth.

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Branch with abandonment issues </3 I like to imagine Poppy wakes up to him holding her tight 24/7

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Also, just to add, I can tell you I somehow managed to scare my sister's dog into believing I was full on hunting her (the dog). This dog would come are a corner and, intending it as a game, I would sort of crouch and meet her eyes and play charge. This dog decided I meant business. So yeah, even other predatory species recognize humans as predators.

I feel like any aliens that were prey at some point in evolution would have an odd fear of humans. Mostly cause they look like predators, act a bit like predators, and ARE predators. One perfect example is when we're focused on something like a mosquito that's been bugging us for a long time and we are just done.

Alien: "What. What..?"

Human: *HUNTING down a mosquito it saw*

Alien: ".... yeah I am really uncomfortable...."

Human: *quiet footsteps, pupils dialated, intense focus,*

Alien: *WAR FLASHBACKS*

Human: "Found you." *absolutely desimates the mosquito, squashing it into a million pieces as it's guts and various body parts liquidize into blood of the bloodthirsty, now stained on the palm of the human. A living being now reduced to a useless corpse as the human wipes the remains on their pants*

Alien: "I feel like I've just gained trauma."

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This is amazing art please look at it and the op

Flower hair🌸🌺💮and vines too ⭐🌟✨