#Iridescent Jumping Spiders

[rattyexplores]

10/09/21 - Photos 1-2 - C. baehrae

04/03/23 - Photos 3-4 - C. bitaeniata

24/11/23 - Photos 5-6 - C. thalassina

23/06/23 - Photos 7-8 - C. micarioides (different specimens)

So far, these are the four species of Cosmophasis I've come across. Lovely iridescent jumping spiders.

10/09/21-24/11/23 - Cosmophasis spp.

QLD:WET-BRB

#Cosmophasis #Cosmophasis baehrae #Baehr's Cosmophasis #Cosmophasis micarioides #North Queensland Jumping Spider #Cosmophasis thalassina #Sea-green Northern Jumper #Cosmophasis bitaeniata #Green Ant-hunter Spider #Jumping Spiders #Iridescent Jumping Spiders #Araneae #Spiders #Arachnida #Arachnids #Chelicerata #Chelicerates #arthropods #arthropoda #invertblr #invertebrates

[onenicebugperday]

Not a question, but I need someone buggy to appreciate this with me. I just learned about the Iridescent Leaf-beetle Jumping Spider from browsing iNat. They're so pretty...

They’re very pretty! And extremely adorable. Here’s one for everyone to admire...

Photos by rl7836

These photos are a bit misleading because they’re uhh....small...

:’) Photo by salticidude

#fluffydogsquad #bugs #arachnids #spider #jumping spider #iridescent leaf beetle jumping spider #Sassacus cyaneus

[glassamphibians]

dog sized praying mantis WILL eat you that is an apex predator. dog sized jumping spider u can build an agility course for and have them compete on america ninja warrior

#jumping spiders and their beautiful iridescent fangs….. i love them with my whole heart

[amcattos]

© LIA 2023

Commission

Steph Nicattols.

A commission for another wonderful Australian human. Thank you, Steph, for everything you've done for me, including driving me to adventures, helping me replace my laptop and sending me adorable bug photos. You are a wonderful, kind and very fun bug person. Hence, you are also a bug cat. Makes sense.

#cat #art #catto #illustration #alien #monster #digital illustration #entomology #spider #wasp #iridescent #bug #art commisions #comissions #commission #jumping spider

[insectomoe]

Little lady enjoying her post molt snack

#her chelicerae are now iridescent and I've been able to sex her! she's still a young spider :) #spider #jumping spider #bold jumping spider #phidippus #phidippus audax #arachnid #bugblr #invertebrate #bug #insect #invertblr #bug keeping #spiderblr

[the-flower-herald]

I finger-drew my spidersona on my phone just to get a rough idea of his suit and body type and god im foaming at the mouth for a drawing pad.

Meet my invisible boy, Jack. Inspired by an older piece of Link fanart I can no longer find, and the first time I saw a dude take his shirt off and wished that I could do that.

#spidersona #jumping jack #my invisible baby boy #seriously though ive been looking for that pic of link for hours and i CANNOT find it #i just have picsart on my phone so the actual colors aint it but thats the general gist of iridescent and bright that i can get to #hes based on a peacock jumping spider #into the spiderverse #itsv #across the spiderverse #atsv

[fortheloveofleon]

So, what if reader as spider person do smth WRONG like bad wrong, miguel got pissed (an understatement) and they run from miguel, they manage to hide from miguel for a good while but miguel eventually catch them, some fight happens and miguel has had enough he broke some bones and made sure the other spider person also couldn't do anything (the venom thing). The rest is up to you!

WICKED GAMES

⊱ Pairing: Yandere!Miguel x Spider!Reader

⊱ Summary: You decided to test Miguel’s limits and took something that didn’t belong to you. So, what’s the obvious response when the most terrifying Spiderman finds out? You hide. Unfortunately for you, Miguel enjoys the “seek” part a bit too much.

⊱ Contents: 18+, Yandere!Miguel, Dark Content, Scary? Content, Jealousy, Dub-Con, Non-Con, Dom!Miguel, Hate-Fucking, Face Slapping, Orgasm (M+F), Primal Kink, Biting, Creampie, Choking, Man-Handling, Hair Pulling.

Heavy footsteps fall to the concrete with each stride you take, lunging forward in a panicked haste. Soft breaths tremble in your lungs. The tightness in your chest grows and grows as you head further through streets.

Iridescent lights flicker above your head, and the smell of metal is making your eyes glass over. Even whilst slinking through these dingy streets and crooked alleys, you still haven’t entirely made out where you actually are.

And it’s all your fault.

Is it that bad you wanted to be treated like an adult?

You’re a grown woman. A Spider.

But Miguel refused to see you as such, always keeping an eye on you “just in case.”

You were sick of feeling like glass, and you were determined to prove yourself, so you made a wrong decision that just felt so right at the time;

You stole a portal watch from his lab.

Your naïve belief of thinking Miguel wouldn’t find out only made matters worse, and made him fucking livid when he did.

Thanks to a tip from Hobie back at Headquarters, you’ve managed to get a head start. So here you are, jumping from universe to universe, world to world, trying to escape the consequences.

After what seems like hours of running, you’ve arrived in some sort of warehouse, dead and silent. Dripping pipes and crunching glass are the only sounds accompanying your heaving breaths.

But just when you thought you’re safe, a sudden whirring noise rings through the air, echoing around you.

There’s a hovering gash, pulsing and glowing, omitting a flurry of blue particles. A burst of sparks, red and orange, rip open this cosmic, hexagonal wound to reveal a vacuum of time and space.

You make out a burly shape slipping out of it.

The portal leaves as quickly as it came, disappearing in a flash of light. A masked figure stands on the deserted warehouse floor, unmoving.

Using your webs, you pull yourself up to the beams of the roof, hiding and looking down.

You already know who it is.

Pulling the navy mask from his face, wavy hair ruffled and eyes dark, Miguel looks around the seemingly vacant room — you’re nowhere to be seen.

“I know you’re in here,” he drawls out, voice heavy. “It’ll be a lot quicker for me, and easier on you, if you just come out now.”

You say nothing, waiting with bated breath.

So does he.

He clicks his tongue, eyes rolling in irritation.

“Fucking…fine!” the brunette tuts, teeth gnashing together, chest heaving as he sighs. “You want to play a little hide-and-seek? Be my guest.”

Right now, you’re barely paying attention to his rambling; your gaze remains locked on a chance of escape.

Embedded in a wall across the room, is a vent.

You might get to it. If you’re quick enough.

Doing your best to stay quiet, perched on the balls on your feet, you slink across the metal beam, using only the webs of your palms to move with haste.

Shuddery breaths slip through your lips as you pull yourself closer to freedom.

“Oh, I forgot to mention one thing,” Miguel‘s voice echoes out from somewhere down below.

But, stupidly, you pause.

You take the chance to peek down, and the sight makes your heart fall — Miguel is stood by a light switch, one sharp finger resting against the button.

He’s looking straight at you, eyes crinkled in a humourless smile.

“We’re playing by my rules.”

And suddenly, the room flickers into a sea of black.

You manage to bury your scream somewhere between your chest and throat. One hand remains slapped over your mouth, tears pouring silently. You cling to the rafter, pressing your whole body down, swallowing wordless pleas.

Cold metal grunts beneath your nails. The sounds of creaking and shuffling echo around you, calling out in the dark.

Then, it’s eerily silent.

Hallowed breaths shake from your ribs. Your throat burns, and you blink rapidly, trying to find some sense of direction in this surrounding inky abyss.

But it’s no use; you need to get out here now.

You muster up the courage to drop to the floor, perching on the balls of your feet. Droplets of water splash around you, and force back a squeal, fists clenched, adrenaline rushing.

You swivel around, waiting for the reach of a clawed hand.

Still, nothing.

Unbeknownst to you, Miguel’s fighting back to urge to pounce on you right now, forcing his hand away from his crotch. But the look of pure anguish on your face has his cock harder than ever.

You’re pivoting on your feet every second, trying to make out where he can be.

It’s like he’s everywhere.

“Y’know, I had to force LYLA to show me your location on the Quantum Map?” his voice travels.

Gasping, you turn, swinging at the dark. White, hot thrill pulses through veins, pulsing through your body, tempting you with a high you can’t find anywhere else.

“Threatened to dismantle her software,” Miguel chuckles. You can hear the smirk in his tone. “It was funny, you should’ve heard her beg.”

“See?” you breathe out, head swivelling. “Even your personal AI knows you’re a fucking psycho,”

“That’s a pretty ballsy thing to say for someone who’s scared of me,” the dark calls out. The sound of deep laughter chimes around.

You swallow hard, blinking — it’s not a secret.

You are scared of him.

A majority of people, in the Spider Society or not, are scared of Miguel. He’s used to the looks of agitation, the fleeting glances, the scurrying.

But for some reason, he takes great pride knowing he can make you twitch.

“Do I scare you?” he whispers, humming your name. He sounds so close, words brushing your ear.

Behind you, a heavy claw reaches out of the dark, running gently up your spine — a warning.

The movement has you rushing forward, scrambling away, hiccuping out a scream.

You start to run, panicked.

Where to, you don’t know, but you’re running, fast and blindly.

Shoes hitting the floor with each step, you stumble and drag yourself forward, staggering through this maze of black, feeling the walls for any sign of exit.

Miguel follows your movements, waiting for his moment to strike, hard and true.

He watches the way you pull the mask from your face, breathing heavily in frustration, nimble hands tugging at the bolted doors and windows.

He smiles, seeing the panic settle in on your features when you realise you’ve run out of web fluid, leaving you stranded on this warehouse floor.

Suddenly, he hears nails scratching the concrete. He watches on as you grope the floor blindly, feeling out for something.

“No,” you whisper to yourself. “S-shit, fucking shit!”

Then, it clicks. Finally, the last domino has fallen.

Miguel grins in the shadows, eyes resting on the puddle by his feet. A soft glow shimmers against the water, revealing something digital and sunken.

You’ve dropped your portal watch.

How could you have lost it? It was just on your wrist. How could have been so careless, so stupid? Now, you’re trapped.

No longer relying on your silence, you begin to kick hard at the chained doors, grunting and groaning as the iron jangles.

Right now, you don’t have the time to fucking critique yourself, you need to leave.

“Fucking. Open!” you breathe out, booting at the metal. The head of the lock begins to bend, the doors shaking under the weight of your blow.

But just as hope begins to beam, a sudden crackling thud booms above you.

You turn.

The end of the warehouse is flooded in light, fluorescents humming. As you peer down, a tall figure crouches, and stands, facing you.

Miguel’s grinning hard, fangs and claws on show.

Your stare, eyes wide, and begin to kick harder at the door.

Bang.

The second light follows, illuminating the ground with a musky yellow. That figure in the distance grows closer and closer.

You can hear his feet pounding against the floor.

Bang.

Just as the third light shines down, the door shatters out, and a scream crawls up from your throat.

Miguel lunges at you, fangs bared, tackling you to the ground.

Heavy hands wrap around your throat, crumpling your shrieks to mere cries as the pair of you topple.

You’re cursing, kicking, flailing as much as you could, pummelling at his chest, arms, anything you can reach.

The larger man has settled himself between your legs, pinning you to the floor.

“C’mon, tú zorra, keep hitting me,” he grunts, goading you with a grin. “Fucking see what happens.”

In the tussle, you manage to punch him hard in his ribs, releasing an audible crack.

Miguel sucks in a breath, cold through the teeth as his brows . His jaw is set, tense and square. Rich brown eyes growing ever darker.

Before you can even think, a fist locked in the tresses of your hair, yanking hard. Pain burns at your scalp as Miguel tugs your head to the side, exposing the flesh of your neck.

A flash of teeth, a shining wink of a blood-tinged fang. Then he bites down.

Hard.

The world blurs for a quick second.

You feel flesh tear, and the smell of hot, wet metal fills the air. Miguel is almost growling against you. Canines shift beneath your skin.

Something, warm and sticky, is dripping down your neck. The room feels so clammy all of a sudden.

Vision softening, everything is a wave of colours and sounds. You can barely slur out your confusion as Miguel’s hands run along the shape of you, ghosting your clothed cunt.

“Y’wanna act like a bitch, huh?” Miguel hisses — you feel fabric tearing, pulling against your skin. Goosebumps decorate your body as you lay half naked on the ground.

“Looks like I’ve gotta remind who fucking owns you.”

Two fingers push against your mouth, and you’re too weak to fight against them. Saliva escapes from the corners of your lips and covers your chin as Miguel’s digits press against your tongue.

He tastes like blood and salt.

Your eyes flutter shut as you moan around his fingers, blinking out tears.

“You pathetic little slut,” Miguel’s huffing out a laugh, grasping your face, thrusting his middle and forefinger back and forth, grinning as you choke.

Miguel feels your fingers careening against the stiff muscle of his forearm creeping along his shoulders to find home in his hair, ready to pull again.

He jolts, moving quick to pin them against the floor with one heavy hand— despite the Rapture flowing through your bloodstream right now, he wasn’t dumb to let you even attempt to get a hold on him.

He tears his fingers from your mouth, slamming his lips to yours, tongue pushing past your teeth.

You couldn’t even find the strength to fight back right now — all you can feel is him. His body on you, hands groping, his mouth melding against yours.

Miguel finds your futile efforts quite cute. But your struggling isn’t helping you at all, and it’s only turning him on.

He’s grinning against your skin, pressing soft kisses against your jaw, down your neck. The sudden switch has you tense, wary, like a deer in headlights.

“Turn over.” The sentence wasn’t a request, but a demand.

One that he wasn’t patient enough to wait for.

Within a second, he’s got you flipped over, face pressed against the cold flood, arms pinned behind your back. Your bare ass sticks up in the air, and Miguel strikes the skin hard.

Choked pleas fall from your lips, but that doesn’t stop him. One, two, three more times you feel the roughness of his palms against your ass.

Your skin is singing in pain, every nerve set aflame at each swat.

“Ngh, God! I’m sorry! ” you squeal out, “I’m sorry!”

Miguel’s jaw is set once more, eyes steely as he stares straight at your glistening cunt.

“Oh, you’re sorry?” he breathes out, each word dripping in ridicule. A rough finger presses against the hot wetness building between your legs, sticky and sweet.

“No, you’re not. Not yet.”

A loud cry escapes you as Miguel plunges his cock, swollen and hard, deep in the sweltering heat of your cunt. Sharp pain throbs within you for a brief second, pulsing between your leg.

Fangs bared, Miguel groans at your grip. “Fucking hell.”

Tears drip down your face, darkening the concrete as each drop falls with every surge of his hips, the fat of your behind smashing against his abdomen.

“Oh, my G-God,” you stutter out sacrilege, nails biting in your palms. “Fuck, Miguel.”

As much as you want to hate this, hate him, you can’t control how your body feels. Your hips appear to have a mind of their own, pushing back in his grip. The tip of his cock kisses your cervix with each move, walls hugging his length with a tightness he’s never felt before.

There’s a sweltering mix of pain and pleasure, sweetness and salt, swirling inside of you as he’s hitting every goddam spot. Right now, you’re in limbo, on edge, just waiting for that one moment to push you into bliss.

And Miguel knows it. He can feel it. Smell it. Taste it, practically.

Yet, he’s seething.

How dare you enjoy yourself after making go to all this trouble? How do you have the fucking gall to find joy in this?

Heavy grunts escaping through his gritted teeth as his stray hand releases abandon your clasped wrists, only to grip at the back of your neck and push your face further into the ground.

“Dumb. Little. Slut,” he spits, emphasising on each word with a further thrust of his cock, drilling faster, harder, in the hot, wet mess of your cunt. “‘Course y’fuckin’ enjoying this. Never known a girl more hungry f’dick than you.”

You could only hiccup out small pleas as the taller man berates you with scorching insults, accompanied with a mocking laugh that melts into a moan.

Miguel wants to last longer - truly, he does. Nothing is more a sight for sore eyes than the pleading, whimpering mess you are.

But the sounds you’re making and the feeling of your walls tightening in on him, pulls him closer and closer to release quick than he intends.

He can’t help himself.

“Take it, hah, you…fuck…mi corazón.”

You whimper, eyes slinking shut as you breathe out a choked, “A-anything for you.”

With those last three brazen words, Miguel gives one final thrust, leaning over you to bite down on the curve of your neck as he comes — you’re both seeing stars.

It feels like you’re melting, from the inside out.

You can barely comprehend anything but these ebbing waves of sweet pleasure humming from between your twitching legs as you come, your plumped lips caught between your teeth so hard, you can taste blood.

Miguel’s rolling his hips in time with yours, panting, whimpering in your ear as he rides out this high for as long as he can, whispering sweet nothings and broken promises against your body.

You can feel this white mess sticking to your thighs, smeared against your abdomen, dripping with small plinks onto the cold concrete.

Miguel presses open-mouthed kisses down your back, running his tongue over the indents his fangs left in your skin.

“Don��t think I’m done with you yet.” A hand returns to the nape of your neck, clutching at your hair.

A familiar wave of dread washes over you.

“Just wait till we get back to the lab.”

#miguel o’hara smut #miguel o’hara x you #miguel fan fiction #miguel spiderverse #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel x you #yandere miguel o'hara #yandere miguel x reader #spiderman 2099 #spiderman #atsv fic #astv miguel #yandere!miguel o’hara #dark content #smut #yandere smut #yandere miguel #reader insert #miguel x y/n #across the spiderverse

[irradiatedsnakes]

the Big TMA Furry List

this list with commentary/choice rationale below the cut :] i wrote a lot of thoughts down do please check it out.

jon: common raven

martin: tan jumping spider

sasha: southern flannel moth

not!sasha: red postman

tim: jackson's chameleon

melanie: eastern copperhead

georgie: triceratops horridus

basira: domestic cat (calico shorthair)

daisy: domestic dog (german shepherd)

elias: barn owl. jonah: eurasian eagle owl.

gerry: domestic dog (black doberman)

annabelle: white-booted racket-tail

jane: cabbage white

michael: spiny softshell turtle

helen: common hermit crab

oliver: black vulture

peter: risso's dolphin

mike: caelestiventus hanseni

jude: black kite

agnes: ???

nikola: stealing major's carousel horse

jared: american dog tick

breekon&hope: Hog and/or Bear. you get no more information

dekker: mouflon

gertrude: great tit

leitner: domestic cat (persian)

manuela: gray long-eared bat

rayner: olm

salesa: sea otter

simon: dodo

elaboration below !

jon: common raven

this was a choice i made before i even finished listening to the podcast back in 2020. jon's 1000% a bird to me, and the curious nature of corvids works well here. plus, i think a bird so universally ominous as a raven works perfectly as a horror protag :P i used to draw raven!jon with a couple troodon traits, mostly just cus it was fun, but i wanted to make my designs more grounded for this iteration. made them plantigrade, didn't get silly with body styles like i have with mp100 designs.

martin: tan jumping spider

if you've been here for a while you'll know that my furry martin has gone through about two million iterations. he started off as a european pine marten, to bold jumping spider, to chinese pangolin, to nine-banded armadillo, finally to nurse shark.

out of all of these the spider and the shark are my favorites. i wanted to go back to the jumping spider though- the design is really fun and i wasn't able to get the expressions right, but i'm more confident in my skills now and i'm having fun with the design. i may revisit nurse shark at some point. i switched from bold to tan jumper- i originally chose bold just cus they're my favorite jumper, but their stark black/white and iridescent aqua coloration just doens't work for martin. so, the tan jumper!

sasha: southern flannel moth

another old choice. species chosen because of a friend's fic, pharos by right (another i'm planning to reread now that i'm dipping my toes back into tma..)! southern flannel moths are poofy and orange, and their caterpillars are those super painful teddybear ones. i really like the design.

not!sasha: red postman

wanted to have her be another lepidopteran, and with all the many examples of mimicry among the group i thought red postman was a fun choice. doesn't look anything like a southern flannel moth, but that's sort of the point.

tim: jackson's chameleon

yet another choice from the oldtimes- most of the main characters are, i've mostly switched around the more secondary chars. first suggested, i believe, by @/ofdreamsanddoodles. i think there's something very fun about chameleons being basically a living mood ring & tim's Descent s1-3 showing physcially not just through the worm scars but through like, constant stress coloration during s3.

melanie: eastern copperhead

one of my favorite choices. i have a young copperhead specimen named after her. this one is quite vibes-based, but i do really like the copperhead as a viper that is not deadly. and i'm always a sucker for the "animal perceived as scary and violent that in actuality only strikes when under extreme stress" thing in furry assignments.

georgie: triceratops horridus

another favorite choice. visually, i really like how this works out, and trikes as a social and protective animal works well. she's literally got a shield on her face. horridus was chosen because i like the shape of the head and horns better than prorsus.

basira: domestic cat (calico shorthair)

got a little cat/dog thing going on for dasira. i like the inversion of the usual cat/dog dynamic with their unhealthy devotion instead, and visually it just works very well for them both.

daisy: domestic dog (german shepherd)

yeah i know this one's an exceedingly obvious choice.

elias: barn owl. jonah: eurasian eagle owl.

it's the institute logo! it's him! barn owl for elias specifically because of its very sleek look, designing him went fantastically. also, i can make the eagle owl's face disk work as a mimicry of ben meredith's muttonchops, which i think is a fun design bit to give to magnus.

gerry: domestic dog (black doberman)

certified gerryguy @/gerrydelano's choice. to quote a discord message from 3 years ago (sorry ron): "i feel like.........my INSTINCT is some kind of canine because like. the whole symbolism thing about being either an obedient or rabid dog. something something muzzled all your life. being a dangerous figure if people only see the silhouette but you just want scritches and nobody'll get close enough to you." black dog symbolism + breed which has ears cropped and tail docked, unecessarily molded for a Purpose which the dog has no say in

annabelle: white-booted racket-tail

sort of my original choice- she used to be part white-booted racket-tail, part anna's hummingbird. kept with the racket-tail cus it's fun and very cute. i've had a couple people express surprise that she wasn't a spider, but i think that's way too obvious. hummingbirds, though- they steal the webs of spiders to use as material to make their nests, but can sometimes become trapped in the webs and eaten by the spiders themselves. which is probably the metaphor-via-fursona-assignment i'm most proud of in this whole list

jane: cabbage white

the cabbage white is a butterfly whose caterpillars are routinely parasitized by the parasitoid wasp the white butterfly parasite. in case you're not familiar, parasitoid wasps lay their eggs on (usually) caterpillars, which hatch on the still-living caterpillar, devouring it from the inside before eventually emerging from the consumed husk of the host. also, i really liked the image of parasitoid wasp larvae emerging from an adult butterfly, rather than a caterpillar.

michael: spiny softshell turtle

for michael and helen, i wanted to choose animals which were, in some way, their own home. turtle is an obvious choice- and spiny softshells are a favorite of mine, and sufficiently strange-looking.

helen: common hermit crab

see previous entry. also please google "hermit crab without shell"

oliver: black vulture

bit of an obvious choice, but i adore vultures so i had to. black vulture chosen because i think the monochrome color scheme + straighter face work better than a turkey vulture for him

peter: risso's dolphin

i really like the idea of a cetacean for peter and the lukases as a whole, a famously social animal for the seemingly contradictory nature of this lonely-but-huge family, plus with so many cetaceans being endangered getting that lonely angle (risso's specifically are not, though, as peter is lonely through his own choice, not by circumstance).

mike: caelestiventus hanseni

it's a dimorphodont. he feels like a pterosaur to me, and i like the idea of a vast avatar as a usually short-flying arboreal species, for the unnaturality/contrast of it.

jude: black kite

black kites are one of the species of kites known to intentionally spread fires by picking up burning sticks to flush out prey.

agnes: ???

the only one i'm still undecided on. will update.

nikola: stealing major's carousel horse

i can't top that

jared: american dog tick

great choice from @/magnusarchivememes. Takes Your Blood And Gets So Big

breekon&hope: Hog and/or Bear. you get no more information

vaguely russian animals that are large and imposing but remain somewhat generic. which is the hog and which is the bear is not consistent.

dekker: mouflon

dekker has very much mammal vibes to me. the mouflon is a neat species of wild sheep. i think the noble, imposing but kind image of the ram works well for dekker as that sort of true-good hero figure, and mouflons in particular are very nice looking with good shapes. the statement giver in distant cousin describes dekker as "though he was slightly shorter than I was, it seemed like he towered over me." which i think this sheep works well with.

gertrude: great tit

i wanted all the main eye avatars as birds, just like how i give them all glasses. just a fun little treat for me. great tit was chosen for gertrude as a kind of classic british bird, and as tits in general are VERY fiesty despite their round and adorable appearance. i really like this image of a great tit posing with a dead mouse like it's a hunter with a trophy deer. the cheek markings also work really well to bring to mind the image of old person jowls.

leitner: domestic cat (persian)

vibes. also i like the idea of him as a spoiled domestic animal. if i remember correctly, this was also @/ofdreamsanddoodles' suggestion

manuela: gray long-eared bat

she's a bat. what's to say. WELL actually okay there's the perception of bats as blind but actually having quite good vision which i think meshes in a fun way with the dark, and the way manuela does her sciency stuff.

rayner: olm

i mean, yeah

salesa: sea otter

largely design-oriented, suitably scruffy. ocean animal with strong social bonds, it was a slam dunk soon as i thought of it.

simon: dodo

how couldn't i, come on.

#tma #furry tma #save

[papermonkeyism]

Randomly got the idea of a jumping spider (familiar?), but smart, and the size of a human hand. Maybe brown tabby colored, but with bright turquoise iridescent pedipalps, for nice contrast.

And then I gave it a small tablet and quill to take notes with. And then I gave them a magic(?) bracelet to translate speech sounds into vibrations because I'm not sure if spiders have ears exactly.

And then I accidentally spent couple hours googling spider images and doodling.

I don't know what happened.

#I have no idea how to tag this #Spider

[the-one-who-lambs]

do you have any headcanons for what species of animals the bishops are? my only one atm is that narinder is a shorthair oriental cat bc

I mean. look at this guy.

oh and also that he has sparkly fur like in this meme LOL

because I think it would be cool if the bishops have like some cool fantasy features that set them even more apart from the mortals, like I think kallamar should be iridescent that would be cool I think

OH and leshy just has straight up leaves instead of fur like most worm things yes

I also headcanon Narinder as either an Oriental shorthair or a Bombay cat! Also the sparkly fur is so wrinkly brained, what a cool headcanon

I think Shamura's a jumping spider (because have you SEEN how they move in combat).

The game developers have stated Leshy's species doesn't have a real-world equivalent, and I haven't come up with specific species headcanons for Kallamar or Heket yet... Anyone want to share with the class?

#hannah's rambles

[cadaverousdecay]

well one of my dreams i met an angel who was in a form i couldn’t comprehend but i do remember it had golden wings that looked like the painted ones youd see on angel figures and it told me it had those because it knew humans liked those golden colors as it could tell from said figures and i said they were very pretty and then it asked if i was afraid of it and i said no and it said that it could kill me if it wanted to and i said i hoped it didn’t and it said it wasn’t planning on it and i told it that i don’t worship and it asked why i had so many angel figures in my room (we weren’t in my room we were in some weird void that felt very soft all around like moth wings or cobwebs or feathers) and i told it i thought angels were really cool and it asked “like a bug?” and i said “yeah kinda, like a really cool bug” and it seemed kind of disappointed so i told it about jumping spiders and how they were really cool especially bold jumpers and how they had these really pretty sparkly green fangs and i asked if it could summon one to look at and it came down to human form but i still couldn’t really see its face but it summoned a jumping spider and i leaned in close to look at the spider with it and i could feel the angel staring at me when i touched its shoulder but i still couldn’t see its face so i just kept looking at the spider and the angel asked if i was scared of the spider and i said no and it asked why and i told it that the spider was small and couldn’t hurt me and i told it that i wish spiders weren’t so scared and it made the spider my size and it was beautiful and i asked if i could pet it and the angel asked if i was scared now and i said i was a little worried that it might attack me now that it was the same size as me and the angel told me it wouldn’t so i pet the spider and it raised its front legs like it was about to jump so i ducked and it jumped into the angels hand once again spider sized and i said it was probably ready to go back so the angel sent it back and the angel asked again if i was afraid and i said no and it said it could still hurt me like this and i said i just couldn’t get scared i was too tired and i started to think of it attacking me in this form wondering if i could take it and was thinking of the painting of jacob wrestling the angel and thinking about touching it again but before i could do anything with these thoughts it was in its regular form again all around me and this time it’s wings were iridescent green and it had some round spider eyes and i told it again that it was very pretty and that’s all i remember

[rattyexplores]

Baehr's Cosmophasis spotted at the marina.

10/09/23 - Araneae: Cosmophasis baehrae

QLD:CQC - Yeppoon, marina garden

#invertblr #invertebrates #Arthropods #Arthropoda #bugs #bugblr #bug #bugs tw #Cosmophasis baehrae #Baehr's Cosmophasis #Salticidae #Jumping Spiders #Arachnida #Arachnids #Chelicerata #Chelicerates #Araneae #Spiders #Cosmophasis #Iridescent Jumping Spiders #spiders tw

[onenicebugperday]

I found this tiny spider on a bus in Vietnam (I think near the Cai Rang floating market?) over the summer. Idk if it’s clear in the picture, but in person it looked iridescent gold.

I tried to put this in as a submission, but for some reason it didn’t work, so I hope sending this as an ask is ok

Yep that's fine! You can definitely tell this fella is iridescent gold. It's a jumping spider, but beyond that, I'd need a lot clearer photos to ID it. But I can tell you he's a friend and a pal :)

#casualfruit #submission #bugs #arachnids #spider #jumping spider

[naamahdarling]

I have a few brief hours to name this baby jumping spider/persian cat spitten thing I'll have as a sidekick in the next game:

It has to be ADORABLE. He's black, pink, and iridescent turquoise and about the size of a medium-large housecat -- 12 pounds or so.

Help!

Ideas I've had:

Cookie

Gumbo

Bus

Muffin

Daisy

Peaches

Pot Pie

Queenie

Jellybean

Pixie

Skittle

Pudding

Leaning toward Daisy or Pudding.

#his lower jaw splits to show his horrid little tooth ridges and awful little mouth #and he'll wind up about seventy pounds #i have no idea how spider anatomy works don't @ me I had 15 minutes

[vylt-witch]

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LOOK AT THIS BEAUTIFUL SPECIMEN!!!

female siler semiglaucus, also known as the jade jumping spider. found this beauty in a bush at my school while i was trying to catch flies. the sunlight catching its iridescent colours is soooo pretty!!! i let it go after taking pics but im ngl, im gonna miss her dearly...... 🕸🕷💚🩵❤️

#my post #my pics #jumping spider #spider #salticidae #siler semiglaucus #jade jumping spider

[odditiesnoctobermidnightroad]

Familiar Friday - Peacock Spider

In the world of cute spiders, there are too many contenders, but my personal pic and one that I think would make a wonderful familiar to a spider-keeper is the Peacock Spider. A friendly (well, actually, not friendly, if they fan themselves out make themselves big they’re probably telling you to go away, though luckily their venom doesn’t have much if any affect on humans) face from Australia, the males perform an adorable mating dances and contests for females using their iridescent abdomens. This one has a happy face for a dance (he’s still probably telling us to go away, though). I swear some adorable non-jumping spiders will commence eventually, but I mean they are the ideal pick for ‘cute’ spiders. 

#familiar fridays #oddity art