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fishyfishyfishtimes · 7 months
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Marine biology ask meme!
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I didn't find any so I decided to make one myself! Can be applied to all aquatic animals or just a specific group if one desires (minding some animal group-specific questions, of course). Fish lovers come get your juice!!
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What's your favourite aquatic animal?
What's your least favourite aquatic animal?
Do you have a favourite aquarium?
Any aquariums on your bucket list you’d like to visit?
What's your controversial marine biology take?
What’s your favourite semiaquatic animal?
What aquatic animal do you relate to the most? Why?
Favourite cartilaginous fish?
If you could keep any aquatic animal as a pet, with all the space they need and perfect care, what would it be?
Tell me what aquatic animal(s) you think is severely underrated.
Have you ever fished? Do you fish regularly, why or why not?
You are now a werebeast! What aquatic animal shall you choose to be your wereform?
What’s your earliest experience with fish/aquatic animals?
What was an important, defining moment you’ve had with fish/aquatic animals?
Favourite bony fish (ray-fins and lobe-fins alike)?
Who would you give the title of most sexual motherfucker in the ocean to?
Do you keep an aquarium or an outside pond? If so, what animals (or lack thereof) do you keep?
Share your most prized marine-themed possession!
Have you ever been to the ocean?
Gastropods or cephalopods?
Seals or whales?
Billfish or tunas?
Sea stars or sea urchins?
Goldfish or koi?
Coelacanths or lungfish?
Favourite aquatic mythological creature?
You can only invite three deep sea scavengers to your whalefall feast. Who?
What do you like most about aquatic life (e.g. their diversity, their colours, their importance)?
Best aquatic animal name?
Stupidest aquatic animal name?
Can you swim? Do you like swimming?
Do you partake in water sports? Which ones?
Favourite jawless fish?
Best extinct aquatic animal?
Most beautiful fish?
What’s the coolest aquatic animal fact you know?
What’s your favourite ocean- or aquatic animal-related movie (or do you have one in the first place)? Why?
Do you work or study to work in a field that deals with aquatic animals or bodies of water? If not, do you wish you could work in the field?
Favourite non-fish aquatic animal?
Share a pet peeve about something marine-related (e.g. a misconception, a portrayal or lack of portrayal of an animal, etc.) that drives you up the walls.
Dividers by @wateryourgender!! They are very pretty and nice indeed! :D
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coconutcanary · 7 months
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7 and 10
7. What aquatic animal do you relate to the most? Why?
Hmmm….. this is hard but I guess I would say a hermit crab.
I’m very shy and I find myself moving a lot
10. Tell me what aquatic animal(s) you think is severely underrated.
Oh god where do I begin. I have several
Basking sharks, viper fish, epaulette sharks, various species of dolphins that aren’t bottle nose dolphins (like spotted and common dolphins), giant siphonophores, flame box crabs, and ribbon eels. They are beautiful and all have unique personalities in my opinion
I could keep going but then we’ll be here all day. But thank you for asking Leon!
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slimslamflimflam · 7 months
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heyyy i just saw your doodle request post!! idk if you ship jotakak but i'd love to see a doodle of those two ;; or whatever you want really!
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This is the second time I’ve drawn a jojo and their jobro with a ds and it probably won’t be the last
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eddieintheocean · 6 months
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10 for the asks
10. severely underrated aquatic animal
quite alot of the weird fuckers are underrated but also theres Whelks and other carnivourous snails
they literally have the ability to drill holes in shells ?? because they eat other molluscs!!!
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aquaristintern · 3 days
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12, 27, and 30!
Answering this the next day! 💖
12. You are now a werebeast! What aquatic animal shall you choose to be your wereform?
I could say something cool and non-obvious here, like a comb jelly, but I'm going to go with Orca, because no one would fuck with me out there:
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27. You can only invite three deep sea scavengers to your whalefall feast. Who?
It was hard not simply choosing three deep-sea sharks haha, but I have chosen the:
Bluntnose sixgill shark
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Because we love a large doe-eyed beauty!
Female Pacific Blackdragon
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Because not every gal can pull off such irregular teeth size, but she does it spectacularly!
And, of course, Tumblr's favourite whom I couldn't not mention:
Giant Isopod
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30. Stupidest aquatic animal name?
This is probably not even close to what actually exists out there, but in the aquarium I'm interning at, we keep hagfish. And out of all the names for this interesting creature that isn't related to any other species and is in a category of its own:
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Hagfish, seriously?! Hagfish?!!
Thank you so much for the ask! 💞💞 It's great interacting with other people on this site who share similar interests in aquatic life :)
Marine Biology Asks
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toastsnaffler · 8 months
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I love my flatmate she got so enthralled by dishonored's worldbuilding she wrote an 8 page long report speculating on the anatomy + species classification of the in-game 'whales'
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for anon opinion i think ur super cooool. I actually found your blog bc i was looking for sea creature stuff but saw you post destiel too and it caused an immediate follow
Ahh, thank you! At first I was worried that I didn’t do side blogs, but then I decided to hell with it, I’m gonna put all my passions on one messy blog and people will either like it or not. So love to hear that others peoples interests also collide. I reblogged this post for anonymous opinions and I already can’t handle the compliments, y’all are too nice and I truly appreciate you. If I’m not already, holla at a girl and I’ll follow you back.
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❤️🧡💛💚💙💜 If you get this, tell us three random things then send to three random blogs. ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜Love wins spread the love. 💗
Ooh, thank you! Let's see. Assuming this means three random things in general...
1.) The interiors of submarines smell like Monoethanolamine (MEA). (I've heard this smell described as fried chicken; more commonly it's described as being just unpleasant/like rotting fish.) This is because MEA is used in submarines' ventilation systems to remove carbon dioxide from the air. MEA is special because it can absorb carbon dioxide, release it, and be reused! In the meantime, people on submarines smell.
2.) Sea urchin larvae look like this:
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They kinda float around. They're awesome.
3.) You know how if you say/write/think a word more than about four times, it loses its meaning? That phenomenon is called "semantic satiation" and the prevalent theory about its cause is "reactive inhibition". Reactive inhibition, as defined by Professor Leon James, is a fatigue that occurs when a brain cell fires repeatedly. The synapses just don't have the energy to keep firing unless you give them a few seconds-- hence, the cells are too tired to keep giving you the meaning of a word.
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theslyvoid9 · 4 months
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assumption: i thought you were an ecology/marine biology major(if you were or are still in school)
Fair assumption but sadly im not im studying media and advertising in uni right now but honestly i wouldn't be against maybe going to study something along those lines later in life
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kitorin · 8 months
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journal.
in which, itoshi rin's midnight writing exposes what he's kept concealed from you.
contents. itoshi rin x reader, 2.878 k words, fluff, angst (in the past), itoshi backstory spoilers (mixed with a few headcanons), 1st person rin pov for a bit (journal entry), regular highschool au
a/n. is this my best? no. but is it the best i have for today? yes. happy birthday to rin <3 after assignments are done i'll definitely rewrite this (i gave up on proofreading)
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10 / 09 / 2023 : SUNDAY, 12:04 am - 3:21 am
Solitude has never been a foreigner.
In fact, he's quite a familiar individual, an old companion that never seems to leave.
Even before Nii chan left for Spain, solitude was still there for me. During class I wouldn't utter a word to anyone else unless necessary, and contrariwise for said classmates. People still spoke to me; just not to the extent that they'd know what my favourite foods were, or what I liked to watch in my free time, not even bothering with it. I've never been invited to hang out with anyone after school, or been to someone else's house (not that I particularly cared, I was just sure that I was the only one).
But I was okay with it. I didn't want, or need anyone else when Nii chan bought me ice blocks, giving me the bigger piece as we'd watch the sun's warm hues bleed into the sky; the saccharine iciness contrasting how warm is was to be swallowed by sunlight together. Dad took us fishing a lot, he's always been well acquainted with the sea, taking us to locations well populated by bream; my favourite. On our way home we'd harvest kelp (Nii chan likes it in rice, salted) and take photos together on our yacht, admiring how the sun greets the world farewell, sinking into the aquamarine. Mum makes amazing food, I'm constantly astonished at how she manages to memorise every preference, from my love for ochazuke to being able to pour the perfect amount of tea; the rice never becomes too soggy (even I can't pour the exact amount I like). Solitude was close to me, but my family were closer.
There's a lot I could say about them, they've done more than remember what I love and ensuring I was happy; I'm thankful they've delivered the right for me to be comforted, to have a shoulder to cry on, to be able to freely ramble on about whatever fascinated me.
I've always been happy, even if I'm alone outside of the walls I call home. Because whether I laughed my heart out or sobbed to the point I couldn't form a coherent sentence, I'd always come home running to my family. Nothing can beat dinner; where we all relish mum's food, ask each other about our days' and offer solace or advice when necessary.
I miss that. Terribly, to the point my heart aches.
I knew that Nii chan's departure to Europe (Spain, to be exact) would change a lot. I'd have to score without his guidance, walk home alone and buy my own popsicles. Dinner time would have one less soul to laugh with, and home would have one less to embrace.
I just never expected it to be painful change. I never predicted that his return would result in losing us entirely. I didn't think his homecoming would cause my immortal resentment towards the snow, or how my eyes prickle a bit at the mere thought of an ice block. I'd say it was the worst thing that had ever happened to me, separation from him following it on the list of my worst experiences.
Solitude avoided me at home, but wasn't enough.
One time on the way home, I was overhearing the team's conversations (nothing particularly new really) and it was a discussion about the future. It was honestly surprising to find out only some of us intended to become soccer players; Nagi would rather stream or compete in professional gaming, Kurona wants to study marine biology in uni, and Yukimiya wants to give acting a go along with his modelling career. Even Isagi has a plan for if professional soccer isn't an option. He said he wanted to help others achieve their dreams if he fails to do so himself.
I remained silent as always, but had a lot more thoughts racing through my mind. Retreating to my room immediately that night, my first thought was to lie in bed, to neglect the clips I planned to analyse, to ignore muscle training for today and to slack off a bit. That's when I realized how sad the life I was living. I was sad because I was reminded of my reality.
I'm a mere myriad of distinguished achievements, though a hideous attempt of replicating genius Itoshi Sae. I'm a collection of formidable accomplishments, basking in the spotlight of glory and honour. The trophies and awards adorning my room prove it, standing tall with pride and flaunting my hard work.
That didn't mean anything. I had remained in a constant cycle of training, eating, and sleeping. My teammates were just as ambitious yet still worked hard on other things; Yukimiya enjoys modelling and Reo has a passion for economics, That must've been where I was lacking.
That's how I ended up writing again. It was an attempt to break out of this cyclical torture of constant training and sports.
I don't know how I remembered it, but I found my notebook from primary, all the stories messily scrawled yet legible. Scarlet adorned narratives birthed from child-like imagination, eulogising the prose, even though I almost flinched out of embarrassment.
Flipping through the pages, I had found the paragraph my teacher left me, insisting that I keep writing. Obviously, I never did. After getting into soccer I ignored everything school related, and would've found words on a page foolish anyways.
Many years later, I finally followed that advice.
The end result wasn't pretty. I paused a lot, struggled a lot, and almost gave up, a lot. It may have been hideous, but it was mine. A piece birthed from curiosity and memories from the past turned into another attempt. Another attempt morphed into extensive reading, I wanted to observe what was considered worthwhile or meaningless.
Writing rewove the early nights into late night reading, fully immersed in the author's thoughts translated into prose. Reading was the push to giving academics a go. Academics pulled me out of the endless cycle of soccer, there was more to life than training and diet regulation.
Books I can read. Words I can write. Exams I can study for and sports I can practice. Weights I can lift and competitions I can train for.
But to be loved, is so difficult.
It's not like an exam that you can study for and simply memorise the answers to. Or a match that has the security of a referee and reinforced rules. It's not something that can be guaranteed with a mentor.
People treat Isagi to his favourite whenever he has a bad day (he likes kintsuba). People advocate their favourite novels to Yukimiya and Chigiri, even going as far as memorising their preferences to curate their recommendations flawlessly. It must be nice, for someone to invest that sort of effort in you, even if it's simply remembering a hobby.
As my peers savoured the allure of love, estrangement and desolation constantly haunted me; a pest habituating the sleepless nights where I try to escape with a cup of coffee that's long gone cold.
It's lukewarm, praying for another's attention, care and love, to be hungry for one's time. I pathetically plead whoever manipulating my fate to provide me some sort of human connection. I shouldn't be so hopeful of others, yet I find myself dying of curiosity; what would it be like for someone to remember my birthday? Or tell me about the horror movie they adored?
I despise solitude's clinginess. But I hate how it makes me sob endlessly when no one watches.
I have myself. I have my thoughts which I've transcribed to oeuvre. I have the pile of books resting on my bedside table which sleep alongside with me. I have the trophies and awards I've won, I'll always appreciate my own talent and diligence, even if playing soccer brought me so much pain.
I think I'm somewhat pretty. I find my prominent eyelashes special to me, it's something unique to both me and Nii chan. My physique isn't too bad, either. I like the way my legs look, and my shoulders as I dry my hair.
I've always been proud of myself. I've always been enough and I always will be. Just not for others.
That's why I never expected my bond with solitude to be severed so easily. Especially because of y/n out of all people.
I still don't get how it happened. The oblivion to their presence became a peculiar first impression. An odd first meeting turned into abrupt yet regular greetings amidst hallways. Soon, I was sitting with them in every class, passing notes during tedious lessons and discussing our favourite media on the bus ride home.
Before I knew it, passionate rambles about books turned into watching movies together in my room. Whenever they greeted me their friendly wave was replaced with a tight hug, passing notes in class were accompanied with subtle kisses on the cheek.
Our relationship as friends was reimagined to lovers.
Something must've possessed me to blurt out the stupid crush I had on them, and I thank whatever drove me to do that. As awkward as I was it doesn't compare to the skip of my heartbeat when they accepted my feelings.
It's been almost a year since I met them, yet I still feel hot whenever they hold my hand, and flush red at every compliment they whisper. I still find myself stuttering sometimes whenever they're showing me a new outfit they've styled.
I love the way they smile, the creases of joy that adorn the outer corner of their eyes, and how they squint with glee and the sweet, melodious laughter that accompanies it; how breathless they sound whilst laughing. The expression they wear when deep in thought fascinates me, even if it's midway through an exam or them simply observing a video Bachira sent them. I adore their late night thoughts they text me at 3 am, the fatigue itching my eyes seem to evaporate when I notice their name on the notification. I treasure the notes we've scrawled on spare sheets of paper, they're still in between the pages of my books.
Even now, they're sleeping soundly in my bed, arms wrapped around the plush I bought them; I keep getting distracted by the sight of them so relaxed, chest rising up and down with each breath.
I would die for them. Because now I don't need to pretend to be invested on my phone to look less lonely. Now, I don't need to put my bag on the seat next to me to make it look like I sit alone by choice. I don't have to persuade the teacher to let me do group projects alone, or have to observe others with jealousy. Someone defends me from disparaging comments.
Because now, I'm not alone.
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7:15 am
THE ENTRY COMES TO AN END, AND EMBARASSMENT DUSTS Rin's face a faint tint of pink. His eyes avoid contact with yours— as he waits for your input his latest piece.
"Well? What do you think?"
You're not sure where to start. You've always known about his strained relationship with his older brother, and how his friendship with his teammates wasn't the same in the beginning. But he never explained it in detail; you wouldn't've guessed that he had some sort of chionophobia, or even cried because he felt so secluded from others. The thought of him concealing his tears and pain from the rest of the world made your eyes prickle and sends your heart racing miserably.
"Doesn't matter—" He reaches for the notebook, closing it and tossing it onto his desk. "Forget it, you didn't see anything." He plops backwards again, head hitting the pillow and groaning as he covers his face with his forearm. "It was shit anyways, I'll rip it out and toss it later."
"It wasn't."
Rin stays silent.
You lie down, mimicking his current position and cup his cheeks with your hand. "You'll never be alone again—, I promise you that." Your voice falters ever so slightly, the thought of his pain makes you feel weak in the knees and sick to the stomach. "You're more than enough, you always have and always will be. You don't need anyone's validation to be beautiful, you never did."
Rin sighs, "I'm only like that because of you." Yet something seems to throb in his heart, the small but overpowering part of him that insists he requires another's approval to be important— someone finally proving that wrong.
"That's not true."
"Yes it is, our classmates still loathe me, so do people who barely see or speak to me." There was no lie in that; but it wasn't Rin's fault. "Yoichi and the others only spend time with me because of you."
"I was only the push for them to speak to you, you know they've always cared, they were just too nervous to speak to you. As competitive as he gets, Yoichi really admires you, to the point he gets so heated and ends up rambling about your skills." That's a secret that was supposed to remain in your private messages, but Yoichi doesn't need to know.
Satisfaction momentarily appears on Rin's face at the thought of his rival's great respect, though it doesn't last very long.
"He's my teammate so it's expected... everyone I speak to at school seems to have something against me, even our English teacher." The mistreatment at school is undeniable, it's not exactly bullying but there's no respect or human decency in how people behave towards him.
"Rin, love, you've done nothing wrong, hate isn't always rational. There will always be people who can't stand seeing others more successful, and that's not your fault."
"Really?" His eyes light up; despite having a sophisticated and cold demeanour all the time, he looks like a child again, hope dances in his wide eyes.
"Really." Your fingers take advantage of the opportunity and pinch his cheeks gently. "Don't listen to all those stupid rumours and assumptions, idiot. I'd fight anyone who tries to hurt you and win every time."
When your fingers let go he immediately kisses you, and it leaves you breathless; the way he pulls you in flexes his well toned biceps and his hand supports your head.
"Thank you." Rin whispers, pulling away a bit. "Thank you for appreciating me. Thank you for everything." It's a rare occurrence for him to sound so frail, same goes for the tremble of his bottom lip.
"Of course, I love you more than anything."
"I love you too." It's escorted by a peck on your nose, and a soft expression sculpted on his face.
Before Rin can throw a blanket over the two of you again, you interrupt.
"You shouldn't throw that entry away." You still haven't forgotten his initial intention with it. "I don't get why you think it's shit."
"It's rushed. And it's just me waffling on about my feelings and the past. There's no proofreading, and it's rushed. It's not even complete either."
"That's the whole point of writing, no? It's the expression of our words and thoughts." You reach towards his desk to pick up the notebook. "Not everything has to be written in one sitting, too."
Rin doesn't bother stopping you from looking through the notebook at this point. "It's still stupid. It's just that I had the urge and motivation to write in the dead of night."
"Well. I like it."
Rin's stoic expression crumbles, revealing the bashful side he keeps concealed from the world. "Then that's good enough for me." The red on his cheeks tell you that you've won the argument.
You turn back to the entry page, impressed with his barely legible yet pretty handwriting. "You should've slept instead."
"I don't get tired anyways." He's quickly betrayed by the yawn clawing out of his throat.
"Liar. Why would you stay up writing so late... your sleep is important you know?"
"Because you are love itself. I won't get a wink of sleep if it means I can think and write about you instead." Rin's pulls you in again, tossing his notebook elsewhere as he leans in. "I promise I'll finish that entry, no— I'll write a book about you one day."
"Writing this, writing that, sleep first dumbass." A smile tugs at your lips as you pull Rin back into the position you were cuddling in a few hours ago. Even though you were the one who slept a lot more, fatigue itched your eyes, and a yawn spilled out too.
In response, Rin tosses a blanket over the two of you, whispering good night as you begin to nod off a bit. He should rest too, he has training tomorrow and has to go to the gym as well.
The Itoshi Rin from before would've slept immediately. In fact, he wouldn't've stayed up in the first place, let alone date someone. But the Itoshi Rin now instead stares at you, admiring each and every feature of yours. You're his savior, the luminescent moon irradiating his world, guiding him away from the grasps of solitude and embracing him with love instead.
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Tagging: @yuzurins (yumi you inspired this fic btw lol)
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© kitorin : do not repost, plagiarize, change, or translate
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cripplecharacters · 7 days
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do you have any tips about coming up with "fantasy disorders," or disorders for fictional species that affect parts of their biology we don't have?
in my case, i have some original characters based on the splatoon games - where the main species are squids and octopi that have evolved to be very similar to humans. some of the major things that set them apart from humans are their ability to produce ink and the ability to switch between their humanoid forms and a smaller, stealthier "squid/octopus form" at will. i was thinking of giving one of my main characters a disability that affects these unique features (and ofc side characters and a lot of other characters in the world would have these kinds of disabilities too), ex. some kind of ink deficiency or ink over-efficiency, or a disability that can sometimes prevent the character from changing between their two forms.
do you have any tips on how to get started researching for this kind of thing? obviously it wouldn't be a good idea to just make up a disability from nothing, but i'm not even sure where to begin, considering nothing like this exists in real life.
sorry if this is a really out-there question!!
Thank you for your ask!
For the ink disability, you should think of what the ink is used for. Is it purely defensive? Does it aid with switching forms? Does it have any other role within the body or culturally? In real life mucus production is tied to ink production in squids, and while humans do make mucus you can also decide if a squidKid would have mucus act similarly to another bodily fluid. In marine animals mucus is used to gather food and lubricate the body, among other things, so something similar in humans might be sweat, saliva, tear glands or other water production. Real life examples of these glands being over/under active exist, so I’d look into those! You don’t have to copy them, but it’s a great place to start.
For the changing form disability, you need to decide why they can’t shift forms. Is it due to stiffness or paralysis? Are they too exhausted or weak? Is changing too painful or tiering to do for them? Is it because of an issue with their ink production (I haven’t played splatoon myself but I believe those are tied in game)? And if they’re unable to transform, does that affect their transportation (not sure if the ink transportation is just in battle or also used day to day, sorry). Once you decide what makes shifting form difficult then you can research similar issues in the real world.
Basically decide how it affects them, where it affects them, what is the closest real life equivalent, and research from there.
Have a nice day!
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fishyfishyfishtimes · 7 months
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5. What's your controversial marine biology take? Oh, have I been talking about my controversial takes these past few days! Ocean sunfish.... beautiful, so silly but so beautiful.
To name another thing, perhaps this is moreso something that grinds my gears rather than a controversial take but I haaaaate when people say that male seahorses get pregnant. It's what it looks like but it's not the case!!! He just has a pouch where the egg are deposited for safekeeping, it's like mouthbrooding but with a designated pouch!! He does not produce the eggs and all the nutrition the eggs receive was never from him!!! Perhaps I get too hung up on these aquatic animal technicalities, but it still makes me needlessly annoyed whenever in fiction there's like, seahorses, and they imply that the process of seahorse baby development is the exact same as human baby development but.... backwards for sexes..?
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pononoin · 6 months
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(I'm the anon from the headcanons ask,,,)
Stanley stan mars hewdcanonsz,
STANNY STANNY MY BELOVED STANNY
Mm let me see1!2!3
1. This actually canon but, he’s a big broncos fan, even if broncos sucks
2. He entered college on an athletic scholarship and was a quarterback for most of his time in college. I like to think that he majored in marine biology or some aerospace engineering related major and then went on to work for SpaceX.
3. Despite having a drinking problem, he eventually overcame it through therapy and Kyle's help (he found that he only needed Kyle by him side to be happy) but still enjoys one or more beers when they do barbecues
4. However, if he does get drunk, unlike Randy, Stan is a buffoonish and affectionate drunk who always likes to tease Kyle and kiss him until he falls asleep on the couch
5. I LOVE HIM TALL AND WIDE, HE'S A GENTLE GIANT!!!
6. As a child, he had several lego sets and board games (canon) that he later gave to his childr- I mean, Kyle's children
7. He started gaining weight when Kyle's children were born, practically shifting his attention from training to raising the kids. The DILF-cation/j
8. Despite not ending up together with Wendy, they are still good friends and get along better as a couple, Stan loves her but in a platonic way
9. he doesn't like to fight, he prefers to solve everything by talking or ignoring it (unlike Kyle, so he always has to control and calm him down)
10. He would use those goofy aprons when he grills
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twistedroseytoesy · 1 year
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"There are many perks to marine biology"
I really enjoy your headcanons of specific sea creatures as merpeople! The little details and facts just make them so much more interesting! My current favorite is the vampire squid!
If your time is free and you are willing, would you mind perhaps Octavinelle with a box jelly fish or orca? Obviously it's your choice, but these specific two are just very interesting to me.
Since I had a few other jelly asks, ima go for the orca. also kinda struggled to make these very long due to the Orca mer being a bit more on the mean side.
a bit mean but incredibly smart. The wolves of the sea in how they work best in packs.
Description
you were a large mer, with black skin and white patches along your large strong body. your large body and pack working to hunt down larger prey, from seals to even some fishing boats. You loved being with your pack and whenever you were with them you loved to play with the smaller creatures around you. From messing with other dolphin mers to taunting smaller prey mers and watching them hide away.
When you got your legs you were still incredibly strong and liked to push others around. You were a staggering 7 feet tall and had Vitiligo patches that resembled your black and white skin from your merform. If anyone tried to make fun of you for your spots though they would be beaten senseless. You made quite the reputation for yourself in savanaclaw and with others. You were incredibly strong and smart, very few stood up against you.
Octavinelle
Azul: He HATED you, you reminded him of other mers that picked on him growing up. It didn't help that when he did try to con hire you, you started to tease and mock him. So with the near bullying, he set out a way to get some blackmail on you and get you to work for him otherwise risk expulsion. You both had quite the rivalry. When he overblotted you were somewhat taught the error of your own ways too, just seeing how your action affected others kinda was like a slap to the face, you didn't change much but you did ease up on the bullying. You two were very awkward around each other but eventually became good acquaintances.
Jade: Thought you were fairly easy prey to get into the lounge as a stronger worker. A bit miffed at how angry and physically violent you became. Enjoyed finding blackmail on you for Azul and liked watching you squirm as you were cornered into working for the lounge. Found even greater joy in seeing you struggle under the work he put you through. Even snuck in some experimental mushroom dishes for you to try, you'll probably be fine~ Liked to watch what made you tick and laughed with Floyd at how you and azul struggled to get along after the overblot incident. Kept you at an arm's length and as a work acquaintance, wich was more than fine by you.
Floyd: Called you Orca. Teased and poked at your unique spots. he got a good slap to the face and laughed at you and that made you angrier. He liked poking fun at you since you would get so angry with him. You were very fun to play with and you didn't go easy on him so he wasn't easy on you either. Crazy enough you both started to have fun during these games and started messing with others too, it was like you were back with one of your pack buddies! You both were now the scariest people in the school so congrats I guess? messed with you when you were both working and laughed at you and Azul's rivalry turned awkward friendship. Still likes to drag you around to play with him and mess with some rude fishies.
Realized I forgot about merform stuff, they are all fairly impressed with your size and strength. jade liked to poke and prod at you. Floyd liked when you launched him or played just as violently with him, obviously you would both stop if there was any blood though. Azul stayed away from you as you teased him with the tweels about how you enjoyed octopus.
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eddieintheocean · 6 months
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20, 30, 34 for the ask meme :3
20. gastropods or cephalopods
cephalopods for sure i think, i just find especially octopusses so interesting with their convergent evolution with their eyes and stuff, gastropods *are* cool but yeah cephalopods babyyyy <3
30. stupidest aquatic animal name?
im going to direct you to this post
34. best extinct aquatic animal
since ive been doing a little bit of paleo stuff in my lectures at the moment im a big fan of the cambrian creatures. anomalocaris so real and true i love the Abnormal Shrimp
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disabledautisticgreen · 3 months
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Hi. I'm autistic and multiply disabled in a few other ways. I want to make a post to ask for other autistic people to see so maybe i can have some people to talk with. This is a side blog though so i might not be able to follow back. My main blog has swearing and i reblog horror game stuff and sometimes suggestive content. I know some people don't want to see that.
My other autistic friends don't....really get it or don't respond to me talking about things beyond the really basic autism stuff like "ohh neurotypical society is hard" "masking is hard" nobody responds when i talk about meltdowns or difficulty making words or my aac board
I would prefer other autistic adults because as much as i dont have any mean feelings towards kids it doesnt feel right or normal to be over 25 years old and seeking support from kids
Also people of all differnet support needs and autism levels can interact just please be the type of person who understands autism is a disorder and is a disability and don't spread aspie supremacist beliefs please.
If you want to know, my special interests and hyperfixations are Pokémon, Final Fantasy 14, The Magnus Archives, Outlast, Shin Megami Tensei games, Forgotten Realms / D&D, Splatoon, Silent Hill, marine biology, the MILGRAM project series, and Sonic the Hedgehog games
If you read this far thank you
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