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I’ll bring cookies, biscuits and hot chocolate!!

Open tags cause if you see this you’re probably a moot

tumblr sleepover

ur invited to my tumblr sleepover!!

reblog with ur moots/anyone you find cool to invite them

what're you bringing and what're we gonna do/watch

@astro-can @joannaisimaginairy @hauntedloverr111 @livingponcho @kitab00m101 @tuturthecarvroom @youngjusticerulez @peanutsharks @purplesnowwolf @ask-bea-the-shifter @afrogwhocantdraw @little-ghostgirl-31 @bookishwarriorscientist @nightmareshiftss

im bringing candy and gossip (my school has sm tea) and we're watching mean girls bc im basic

-sam

You have built your dwellings upon the bones of those you damned, your cities upon the mass graves of countless beings, and your countries in the burnt and scarred remains of what was once their homes.

Every last breath, every lineage cut short, every forest, fen and fallow torn asunder feeds it; with every wisp of smoke, every incremental creep of a warming world, and with every drop falling from retreating glaciers it grows. A beast of fire and ice, choking ash and swelling seas, the roaring core of the earth surging forwards and the heartless cold of the endless reaches above plummeting down in its infernal halo.

This is not the gentle, loving death that carries souls softly into that good night, nor is it the wrath and rage of a mere god of war. It is the great equaliser, the callous harvestman scything wheat, wildflower and weed alike so that a new world may grow in its place. And when the slate is cleared, when the Earth’s lungs cough out the last of the soot and the ballard of life rises into a new chorus, you will be forgotten, the king of kings whose shattered ruins are razed by roots and rot, the mocking hand crushed beneath a universe it thought it could command, and its ruins buried not beneath that barren sands of a world that couldn’t live without it but the joyous songs of a planet unshackled from your iron grasp.

Tad late, was a bit busy

starting a new chain cause the old one was too long! tagged by @ethereal-bumble-bee <3

tagging @yourinfernaimajesty @annahanover @sweet-thangman @paranoid-radio @andieluvsduckie and @spectrophobiia but the more the merrier!!

Meep morp

ATTENTION

If you see this you are OBLIGATED to reblog w/ the song currently stuck in your head :)

Some say magic died when a hail of shellfire tore an ancient god asunder. Others say it died when the whistle of engines dragged an old world kicking and screaming into a new one. Yet more say it died when the wheels of progress ground the very building blocks of the universe apart into ordered lists and categories. It has been said it died when some long lost soul first harnessed the all consuming light of fire to keep away greater evils that haunted the shadows.

But magic is not dead.

If you venture long enough into the wild lands you can find it, scorched and scarred, battered but not broken. Ancient beings who’s rattling voices sing ballads of fall and fallow; Good People who ask for your name and offer you a deal; silent colossi passing beneath trees that reach to the heavens; beasts that stalked the flickering borders of ancient campfires, and kind travellers who no longer know how long they have wandered these lands.

If you follow the coast you can find it, hear it in faint songs barely distinguishable above the breaking of the waves; see it in the dark shapes that glide over the reefs and shoals; be told of it in epic tales as sailors boast of their victories, and if you stay you might overhear whispers of awe and dread of the rage and might of what dwells within pelagic storms, those spirits who never returned from the sea, and the unfathomable might of leviathans known only to the cachalot and those rare few glimpsing a shadow in the depths.

If you travel through the country you can find it, temples of corrugated metal and bricks; archaic machines held together with welds, duct tape and dimly glowing runes; laughing farmhands heaving clods of soil from the earth to lob at eachother; faerie rocks jeering from the centre of a plowed field; forgotten gods standing motionless amongst the wheat; long abandoned churches that never fall into disrepair; half forgotten sigils carved into fence posts to ward off the Things in the night, and the eyes that yet still burn like red moons between the stalks of corn.

In the cities you can find it, in the prophecies etched and sprayed upon the subway walls by robed sages and masked youths; in the pig iron shrines to gods of the forge tucked in every nook and cranny of a foundry; in the clubs and bars that you can only find when you are shown them or when a full moon looms above; in the figures kneeled in the light of the street lamps and the shapes that lurk beyond their reach; in the graffiti that can race and dance or slowly shift upon the faces of buildings older than countries and refuse to be removed; in the timeworn temples that had the city built around them; in the druids of lawns and weeds; in the mages that carve their baseball bats with symbols of power and fill their trench coat pockets with glador brewed in basements and lifted from stores; in the bards that busk at the city crossroads and send ballads streaking across the globe in a crackle of sparks and binary; and in the warlocks both of new gods with bones of steel, veins of fire and skin a tough as concrete, and of the old gods that seep out like moss from the pavement as they refuse to be forgotten.

So as you go about your busy days, give a swift greeting to the magpies that watch and wait from the roofs and branches; pass a murmur of respect to the faerie oak that stands like an island in a sea of concrete; ignore the shapes glimpsed from the windows at night but draw the blinds and lock the doors. And always remember. That magic is not dead.

I for some reason my first though was that it was there in real life, you just couldn’t see it, and I’d much rather see Evil Murdercreature when I’m trying to run away

Got 2 more space thing sophonts in the backlog, just finishing the write up. Also got a few things for Pasodau ready that I’ll post at some point

Heya, these are some very interesting ideas! I especially love the Feorrlund one (kinda reminds me of Kaimere). Seedworlds with a higher power are always interesting!

I wanted to ask if you make artworks/write stuff for your ideas? I am new to Tumblr, so I have trouble looking through your stuff (since there are reblogs and I am not used to those).

Do you have a tag you use specifically for your stuff?

Cheers!!

I’ve currently only posted stuff for funny space thing on tumblr, which I’ve tagged with #funny space thing

When I post for other projects I’ll also add tags, I’ll probably add a “my projects tag” too, just trying to learn how tumblr works lol

Heya, these are some very interesting ideas! I especially love the Feorrlund one (kinda reminds me of Kaimere). Seedworlds with a higher power are always interesting!

I wanted to ask if you make artworks/write stuff for your ideas? I am new to Tumblr, so I have trouble looking through your stuff (since there are reblogs and I am not used to those).

Do you have a tag you use specifically for your stuff?

Cheers!!

I’ve currently only posted stuff for funny space thing on tumblr, which I’ve tagged with #funny space thing

When I post for other projects I’ll also add tags, I’ll probably add a “my projects tag” too, just trying to learn how tumblr works lol

NOT HALF A FOOT LIKE 4 INCHES, I’M TIRED AND DONT’ USE IMPERIAL MUCH

@ mutuals rb this w how tall you are i wanna know

i’m 4’11

Pretty much 6ft spot on, but my brother’s like an extra half foot taller

@ mutuals rb this w how tall you are i wanna know

i’m 4’11

Probably a good idea to make something vaguely resembling a pinned post, so here we go.

Hey, I’m Molly, I like yapping about palaeontology and spec evo, and I’ve got a bunch of projects I’m working on across a few different universes (aka my brain can never focus on getting one thing done so it bounces around like a cricket on caffeine)

A not so empty universe: After a world war, a plague, and general societal collapse, humanity has made it to the stars, and realised that they’re not as alone as they had thought

-Funny space thing (name still a WIP): a slice of life thing about a bunch of university students on mars trying to survive their studies and each other

-Chimera: set at around the same time as FST, a new life-bearing world has been discovered. What’s unusual about it is that the life forms appear to originate from other worlds, including earth and the home worlds some of other sophonts

-Pasodau: set in the far future of this universe, a moon of a gas giant has been terraformed to house a species of lizards and 3 species of birds alongside various amphibians, fish, invertebrates and plants

A world without us: set after the extinction of humanity and the onset of a new glacial period, a community of sophont ravens have settled in the rusted hulk of a battleship on the plains of Doggerland. One of them named Graucraa has a great interest in the history of not on his own species, but the disappeared beings that came before them

Feorrlund: in a distant solar system, and old god known as The Architect brings life from Earth to populate a planet it has terraformed to live alongside life from its own home world. This planet is now home to the forgotten life of earth, magic, and far too many sophonts

Appalachi fae: fresh out of university, Dan Baker-Hewig makes the regrettable choice to sign up as a park ranger in a world where magic is very real and the forests are home to monsters, fae, and old gods, whilst also having to survive the other rangers.

Also the setting for a few short story things I’ve written and might post at some point.

So ye, feel free to ask about any of the projects, and hope y’all enjoy.

You like spec evo. I have decided that you are now a mutual. You are cool

Cheers!!

Boy Prince - Winterbourne

Colorblind - Winterbourne

Car Lights - James Marriot

Randy Dandy-O - The Longest Johns

A song about not feeling ready to come out yet - MALINDA

Cheers for the tag!!

list 5 songs you like ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ

ty for the tag @fear-is-truth :p

clay pigeons ۶ৎ Micheal Cera

spvtw ruined a generation of women ۶ৎ negative XP

pepper ۶ৎ butthole surfers

tuesday ۶ৎ Evan peters

why do I cry ۶ৎ Margo Guryan

no pressure - @bl0odguy @lisboncy @lostreverb @lonelygworl @casimirsstache @slut4evanpeters @vrtualvr @vi0l3tluvsu or anyone that just wants to do it :3

WARNING!!!!

People, please be careful. There are also people tracking children and people and putting bids on them based on their profile pictures on whatsapp, tracking and kidnapping them. Especially young children, so please be cautious, especially parents who have their children as their profile pictures.

Please pass this on to everyone so that they are aware of the danger. I don’t how it is all around the world but I know it can’t just be here so please please spread the word. Thank you.

Not exactly a photo but not miles off.

Uuuuh, idk who to tag, I just draw dinos, aliens and gay people

I'm bored so tag game!

make yourself with this picrew.

npt: @mirrorcatcreditcard @eveland822 @stellaeerrantes

those who I've not tagged but want to do it can join as well I just want some engagement

Bone, abyss, rot

ARE YOU A BONE OR BLOOD PERSON.

ARE YOU A VOID OR ABYSS PERSON.

ARE YOU A ROT OR DUST PERSON.

Here’s Alyssia’s twin Elliot, the token cishet of the group.

Good blog

Cheers!!

Finished the character sheet for Alyssia, one of the characters in the setting with the formids

Diagrams of formid anatomy. First is external anatomy, red and orange is skeleton, blue is respiratory system and green is digestive system.

Formids

Common names in English:

Formids, skullcrawlers, skullants, nightmares

Binomial name:

Xenosapiens Sp. (Wise aliens)

X. tescacolonus (tundra settler wise aliens)

X. tescaperegrinus (tundra wanderer wise aliens)

X. hesperomons (western mountain wise aliens)

X. orientomons (eastern mountain wise aliens)

X. tescagigans (tundra giant wise aliens)

X. silvagigans (forest giant wise aliens)

X. campusincola (plains dwelling wise aliens)

X. boreasilva (northern forest wise aliens)

X. notosilva (southern forest wise aliens)

X. insula (island wise aliens)

X. hesperosilva (western forest wise aliens)

X. orientosilva (eastern forest wise aliens)

Description:

Formids are a genus of centauric hexapods and were the first alien sophonts encountered by Terrans.

They posses an endoskeleton primarily consisting of sodium chloride, with a pair of vertebrae-like structures each containing a notochord. Each limb girdle is made up of three bones holding the first segment of the limb and attached to the twin spines. Beneath each girdle is a trio of large plates derived from osteoderms, serving as both protection for the organs and structural support. Each limb is made up of four segments, with a ball and socket joint at the base of a single bones followed by two pairs of parallel bones which in turn connect to three wrist bones. Four digits attach to the wrist, with 3 internal bones, four external bones and a claw in each finger. The hands represent the more basal zygodactyl structure of their ancestors, where as the feet have become digitigrade to better support movement on the ground.

The skull is made up of a solid block containing the brain to which 18 jaws are attached. In the digestive system, two ancestral pairs have fused into the dorsal and ventral primary jaws, two pairs evolved into the masticatory jaws used to help break up food and push it down the throat and a pair into molar jaws used to crush and grind food. Food then passes into a stomach within the rib cage of the second limb girdle before passing into an intestine-like absorption structure. The respiratory system is made up of their iconic through-lung with an anterior and posterior air intake and a hind air vent. Taking in air through a nostril on the outside of the dorsal primary jaw it then flows into the olfactory chamber containing the olfactory jaw before being drawn past the anterior valve jaw into the cephalic lung by the diaphragm jaw. It is then pumped primary anterior lung before either being expelled from the posterior air intake through a voice-box like structure or transferred to the secondary anterior lung, where it is drawn into the posterior lung before being expelled from the respiratory vent. The other jaws of the skull are made up by the two pair of eyes, two pairs of eyelids, a pair of structures similar to the mammalian inner ear, a pair of antennae, two pairs of stridulatory jaws and a pair of tridactyl cephalic limbs, with each digit being derived from an ancestral tooth.

Formids have two circulatory systems. The primary circulatory system is pumped by a single heart in the rib cage of the first limb girdle and transports oxygen carrying blood cells, most immune cells, inorganic ions and hormones dissolved in water. The secondary circulatory system is pumped by a trio of hearts in the rib cage of the third limb girdle and transports simple sugars, amino acids, lipids and immune cells dissolved in water.

Formids also posses a series of kidney-like structures in the rib cage of the third limb girdle closely resembling the malpighian tubules of Terran invertabrates whilst a pair of liver-like manufactory organs between the second and third limb girdles.

They are covered in a thin layer of translucent, mildly iridescent keratinous structures analogous to mammalian fur and derived from ancestral osteoderms, allowing the colour of the skin to be seen underneath. This was key in ancestral collumacephala to both allow them to retain heat but also for their chromatophores to be visible through their integument. In formids and their relatives many of these chromatophores have been lost alongside much of their UV vision in a burrowing ancestor, in addition the development of iridescence common in fossorial species. In modern formids functional chromatophores remain solely on the skull where they are used to convey emotions, although the introduction of ink into the vestigial chromatophores of the body has been and continues to be used as a for, of self expression through fluid tattoos, however it is a very delicate process and the tattoos fade as the cells die. Most emphasised in species from the southern continent but common to all formids is the development of a winter coat should below average temperatures be encountered for a long enough period, being shed should the temperatures warm.

Like a majority of cetocnidarians formids are hermaphrodites. Typically a single infant is born from each parent, typically in early spring, clinging to the back where it feeds on a specialised organ developed from the ancestral secondary circulatory system. Born blind and furless, they feed from this organ for roughly half a year before developing fur and being weaned, however they still cling to their parents fur. After another half year of their eyes have opened fully and they under grow a rapid stage of development, being fully capable runners two months, however their brains are still far below adult capacity and are highly instinctual. After another year they undergo a second growth spurt where they rapidly gain cognitive abilities equivalent to a human child. Typical formids are most often considered mature in the modern day by sixteen years old and independent from parents at around twenty, however the tundra species are often a year or two behind their northern relatives and the two giant species may not be considered mature until their early twenties. Despite their neotenic features, Xenosapiens insula has a similar rate of development to its mainland relatives.

Ancestrally formids typically lived in clans made up of immediate family, members from neighbouring clans and wandering individuals. Despite the sedentary nature of many of these communities (the most major exclusion being two tundra species and many clans from the two plains species), these wanderers maintained connections between clans and allowed the spread of genetics and ideas, hence how almost all modern species of Xenosapiens can still produce fertile offspring, although this comparative isolation and long timespan has lead to significantly greater variation than amongst Homo.

Despite having entered space shortly before humanity, Xenosapiens is a much older clade than genus Homo, with some estimates placing their common ancestor as far back as six million years ago, with some modern species existing as far back as two million years ago. For the majority of their history, formids have been isolated to the twin southern continents and some surrounding islands, though a small population of appears to have reached the westernmost island of the shattered continent after their ships got caught in the westerly current upon which they survived for a minimum of several hundred years before seemingly going locally extinct, although reports of shipwrecked sailors and wild men joining later colonies have been thought be some to represent the last of this distinct culture. Throughout their history formids have used a variety of complex tools constructed from wood, stone and bones, independently domesticating a variety of fauna and flora and living as nomads or agricultural communities as slowly trades of raw materials and manufactured goods developed across the continent, only becoming global a short few hundred years before the first formids flung themselves into the stars to land upon their twin moons.

The first sophonts the formids encountered were the Terrans, when two scientific missions to study an unusual solar system encountered each other. Following this formids joined the Terrans (and unknowingly a number of other sophont species) in the Great War, the conclusion of which lead to the formation of the USS (Union of Sophont Species).

I lied, it’s alien time

Dino time