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bethdehart · 9 months
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hey beth! do you have any tips for taur anatomy? i want to make a leopard/clouded leopard taur (not decided which yet) but the anatomy is giving me huge trouble. your taurs are amazing so i immediately thought of you!
Aaa thank you! Let's see.... I think my biggest tip would involve like, thinking of the design as a Whole Beast, with one continuous spine? rather than a humanoid torso plopped on top of a non humanoid one.
For instance:
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This is a snow leopard taur I draw a while back as a commission, with a spine drawn over it! and a silly sketch of how I think of the bones. I draw the lower belly area of the upright torso almost like how I would draw a longer neck of an animal, but then I transition it to be a humanoid torso.
I also like to make the proportions of the upright torso somewhat smaller than the horizontal torso, though that is mostly a stylistic choice I think. Just so that the upright torso looks like it fits as a 'neck' more I guess?
Another big help for me is looking up good anatomical references for the animal I want to taurify: look up full body images, skeleton and muscle anatomy, as well as you know. human anatomy lol. That's helped me a lot with making my taurs.
Anyway I hope this helps??? Good luck with your taur and lmk if you have any more questions :)
And if any other taur enthusiasts or taur artists (taurtists if you will) have any tips feel free to add on to this!
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taurder · 10 months
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Taur hear me out. Ok hobie/spider punk said he doesn't believe in consistency, how about dom male reader who keep changing the thrust from violently fast to painfully slow? And hobie doesnt belive in labels. So dom male reader feminised him. - 🐗 anon-
top!dom!reader x sub!hobie brown.
contains: feminization, edging, hobie wearing eyeliner, begging, anal, dirty talk.
note: i fucking love edging and overtism stuff, i adore your ideas sm don't ever stop sending them.
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"no, no, not again! please!" hobie whined loudly, eyes opening again as your hips suddenly stopped smacking against his ass. he was up in the bed with his legs spread open, one of them hooked in your shoulder and the other hanging at the edge of the mattress, his body slightly turned to a side and his arms secured behind his back. "keep going, luv..." you cut his pleading by sliding painfully slow out of his abused and generously lubed hole, taking another whine out of his mouth.
this had been going on for a while, and just by seeing the state in which he was one could tell. his chest was going up and down rapidly, and his face showed how much he was struggling. a few tears have been going down his temples and adding that to the way he had been grinding his face into the sheets from time to time it had messed up his eyeliner. there were stains of the black make-up in the bed as well, but in your eyes his face looked delightful like this.
"i just want to take my time with my girl" you started thrusting back in, slow, allowing him to feel every inch of your cock that entered his body. he moaned, throwing his head up and arching his lower back. "that's it, let me fill your pussy" his dick spurted more pre cum somehow even if it was already shiny with plenty, throbbing painfully hard for the lack of attention. he had been close for a while now.
you pushed until your ballsack was right against his ass, and you could hear his whimpers along with his pleading words asking for more. you repeated the process three more times, getting completely out, barely letting your tip touch his greedy hole before thrusting home once again, taking your time and enjoying watching him shiver and beg. "i can't– i don't– fuckfuckfuck!" he cried out as soon as you changed your pace without warning, fucking him fast while holding his hips, watching his eyes go up and his dick bounce with the force of your thrusts.
the sounds the fast fucking made were your favorite, plus the constant moaning of your name. you were insulted and thanked in the same half choked sentence more than once. "cumming, i'm gonna cum so hard agghhh–mmghh" you stopped again, right inside of him as he once again pressed half his face into the sheets, cursing out as his dick just let out another amout of pre. "you're taking the piss on me" he looked at you with wet eyes, eyeliner beyond ruined and mouth fresh with some saliva on it.
you leaned down, forcing his leg to go up, showing you how flexible he was as you pressed a kiss in his mouth, simple but loving, and even if he was a little pissed he returned it, earning movement from you again. in this new position you started fucking him, deep, right into his prostate and feeling between both your stomachs his wet dick. "i thought you would like this" you murmured, feeling how he exhaled. "you don't like consistency, do you? so i'm doing exactly the opposite of that, baby girl"
he moaned into your mouth for the nickname, moving to meet your thrusts that were starting to go a bit faster. "i'm sorry i ruined your make-up in the process, but you still look handsome like this" you reached between your bodies wih your hand, pressing his length against his own belly, making sure he could also feel the bulge your cock made in him. "you feel me? i love being this deep into you" hobie mumbled your name, pleading to be able to cum.
"i know, i know. you can wait a little more, right? i want to mess you up more" you stopped to let him think, watching his eyes blink to gain a little more consciousness, breathing a few seconds and moaning when he could feel your dick twitching inside of him. he nodded and whispered a confirmation and it was all you needed to resume your vicious thrusting.
he was so good to you, loud and compliant even if he cursed your name every time you changed your pacing, his heart fluttering every time you praised his looks, calling him gorgeous, pretty; describing how greedy his ass was, how full of your seed his cunt was going to be. he loved every time your mouth would spit any kind of filth, and when he finally came his vision went white, body going slack in exhaustion as he yelled your name one final time.
you cleaned him properly after several minutes of letting him relax and come to his senses and he didn't help you out in the slightest. "i'm absolutely knackered, you did this so you clean it up" he had mumbled out, eyes closed and a satisfied grin in his face when you teased him about it. you didn't argue, but you did laugh softly when mid cleaning you hear him snore.
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chaosflight · 7 months
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how would the diamonds be in your au? o: would they be just as bad as canon?
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Uhhhhh 'as bad as' is hard to say!
In this (ancient) centaurworld, shamans are chosen... a little differently. What we would recognize as mythical or cryptid creatures are naturally more magical, in this ancient world, and as such are the only ones even considered for shamanhood. The most ancient of these is the Dragon Shaman.
Resplendent and white and utterly enormous, the dragontaur Shaman is millennia old. She was the first being to emerge from the primordial ooze of this world (according to her, anyway, and no one else is old enough to contest this, so..) and began to shape it to her will. At first, this nameless creature ruled over all of centaurkind as they began to evolve/form across the planet. She was worshiped and revered and feared. Her temper is legendary. Her expectation is perfection. To fall short is to become stamped into the earth beneath her powerful coils.
Eventually, she was unable to keep as close an eye on ALL the denizens of her world as she wanted, and sought out underlings. There was no place, no environment, she could not go, and she PERSONALLY investigated the few tips she was given for candidates.
Here is where the next two come in. In fairly rapid succession, the Dragon Shaman found two naturally powerful creatures with similarly long life spans to take under her wing. (metaphorically, as she does not have wings. just a bunch of legs)
She found the Thunderbird (lightning phoenix??) and the Sea Serpent, and began to teach them both powerful magic as well as how she wanted them to rule their newly designated swathes of centaurworld. Yanessa, the thunderbird-taur, was to rule the skies and all the skytaurs. Bellow, the serpent-taur, was to rule the seas and all the seataurs. For a few hundred years this was perfect.
And then there was another population boom, centralized on the landmass of centaurworld. Unsupervised, the peoples there had.. well, they do what peoples tend to do and made More People, and without the direct guidance of any shaman, their society was. Well. I"m not going to call it primitive because that's dumb. But the Dragon considered them primitive, and decided they needed ruling. But she didn't want to rule them directly herself anymore. She liked ruling by proxy and being worshiped from a distance.
And so, she needed a new shaman to rule the centaurs of the land.
This time, however, the three shamans did something.. strange. They made a new shaman. Not by conventional means, but through sheer magic and will. And thus, Perennia was created. A unicorntaur, a creature of Pure Magic, to follow in the shaman's will for her and her new subjects.
Perennia, however, would quickly find this was not what she wanted for herself.
Additional White Shaman bonus:
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She does bite! Watch your.. whole body, I guess.
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theyhitthepentagon · 2 months
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sum quick tips on how to draw split's body, since i see alot of people who will just draw her with a big belly or not draw her fat at all. MAKE THE TAUR PART OF HER BODY FAT TOO!!!
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elliegoose · 1 year
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tip: you should always use your local tgirl (taur girl) as a couch!
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corrie-zodori · 6 months
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Anubis Taur Zorgoia Custom
Older custom I made for a client off-site! This design has a home and is not for sale! ------------- ⭐ Other places to find me!  ☕ Tip Mug!
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innocentlymacabre · 2 years
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Reminders to help out your supernatural friends: everyone needs a helping hand now and again
A dragon’s den can get quite stuffy, what with the being underground and the constant fumes they exhale so make sure they’ve got a good ventilation set up. Maybe poke some holes in the ground to help them.
Zombies will be disoriented when they first wake up, it’s only natural. Make sure their graves are clear of any obstructions so they can fall easily back in when they (rather quickly) tire out their undead muscles.
Do not give zombies your literal hand, no matter how much they ask for it. They aren’t bound by the rules of the fae, so you’re free to retract your offer should they trick you into agreeing.
Vampires don’t feel the cold. Remind them to put a jacket on when they leave the house so they can blend in more easily.
Vampires also now show up on film, and have shown up since digital cameras have been a thing. Remind them that next time they go to photobomb a stranger with an embarrassing pose that was old a decade ago. Or don’t — it could be fun.
Werewolf transformations are incredibly painful. Consider preparing a hot bath, maybe a heating pad, and some warm comfort food for the night after.
Witches are especially busy this time of year. Offer to help run small errands like fetching them that frog they need (leave the eye extraction to the professionals). Mason jars are also appreciated.
The tree beast clacking and scraping on your window isn’t trying to scare you. They just need a nail cutter.
The forest nymphs making those noises aren’t trying to shoo you away. They’re attracted by all the chatter and the light of your campfire and they just want to be a part of something.
Remind banshees that while their warnings are appreciated, most people would likely respond very rudely to being screamed at. Maybe just help out those that get it.
A simple hat can help your elvish brethren blend very easily, and with all the different types of hats to choose from, you don’t even need to sacrifice style.
Clogs are a comfortable and stylish way for satyrs to hide their hooves. Long pants should easily take care of any furry legs, but if shorts are their choice of garment, a simple mind your own business, pal will wear off any nosy strangers.
Minotaurs, depending on how much man and how much taur they are, could likely benefit from the tips for both satyrs and elves.
Messing with electrical devices tends to make people more angry than scared these days. Try brainstorming some better haunting ideas with ghosts.
A mask, a big hat, and tinted sunglasses can allow your more skeletally-inclined associates to blend more easily by hiding 95% of their face.
Remind everyone to come up with an at least semi-plausible backstory for their “costume” on Halloween so they can just go as themselves. It’s been a hard year for everyone.
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garr9988 · 1 year
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Manny Taur (G3) art references! He's only appeared twice, I'm not too experienced at grabbing detailed references, and I had to upsize & downsize a lot of these pics, so I hope most of these aren't completely useless or missing important details.
Some detail notes:
Manny's right horn ends in a black tip.
He has 15 freckles: 8 on his right cheek, 7 on his left.
The shape of his knee holes are basically mirrored, the same shape as the other leg but reversed.
On the top of his shoes, just under the folded hem of his pant legs, there's a golden button of some kind. A vertical buckle? Snap button?
The heels of his shoes are rimmed with gold, which feature the same Meander design as his vest's sleeves and hem, or perhaps an actual maze like his soles?
The toes and heels of his shoe soles have an intricate maze design.
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computervsworld · 1 year
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Aurora, you look a bit different today! Let me count... 12345.... Six limbs, it all checks out!
I drew Aurora as a Taur! Taurora? Thanks to @elliegoose for tips on how to draw taurs!
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bethdehart · 1 year
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Jerboa Taur
this is my new best friend in the whole wide world I LOVE them.
[ID: A sketch of an anthropomorphic jerboa taur. They have yellow-brown fur with a white belly, pink ears, paws, and legs, and the tip of their tail is black and white. They are wearing a striped shirt under an orange sweater, and they are wearing a yellow scarf like a belt where their upright torso meets their taur torso. Their taur torso is wearing a brown vest. They have jewelry on their tail and earrings on their ears.]
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redolentgrove · 10 months
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Bijoux sat beneath one of the trees in the forest grove, thumbing through one of her new class textbooks. Several others sat in a neat stack, her right forepaw stopped upon the top of said stack, toes tapping nervously as she studied. A small part of her doubted that she needed to study anything before the school semester began, but she also figured that it never hurt to at least know some of what she had gotten herself into with this new schedule of classes. She probably would have remained sitting silently, save for the intermittent turn of pages, had a voice not interrupted her concentration.
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The taur poked her head out from the book briefly. "Oh yeah, I'm one of the incoming freshmen at Hhhhhhhhhaaajjddbabhbbbhazha?????"
To say that Bijoux had been starstruck from seeing a Mew in front of her was a bit of an understatement. Any sort of cool demeanor she could have attempted to salvage was lost the moment she uttered what one might describe as a "key-smash" reply to the pink legendary's first question. And not to forget, the taur's book had gone flying out of her hands, landing a solid six feet over to her left, along with that neat stack of textbooks now looking more like a haphazard pile. "Uh… scuse me…" she murmured, a hot blush coating her tan face, the white-freckled tips of her ears also glowing a pinkish hue.
Bijoux spent about a half-minute straightening her book stack before getting the book she had thrown, more relieved than anything that it had landed spine-down and appeared to have no real damage to its binding. She closed it in her hands, placing it carefully atop the reformed stack and nervously slashing the air behind her with that absolute feather duster of a tail located on her backside.
"I… sorry, sir, I'm just… I don't see a lot of legendaries or mythicals around other than Mom. And even when I do, it's usually just Mom talking to them… I need a second." She took a few deep breaths, focusing herself a bit before returning her gaze to Lucifer. Though her tail continued to dart wildly, it too began settling into a rhythm with each passing breath she took. And after a few more pauses, she felt composed enough to speak, this time with actual thoughts and coherent words.
"Sorry. Uh… y-yeah. Yes. I'm going to be a freshman at Harmonia University this fall." Bijoux nodded curtly, regaining a more matter-of-fact tone to her voice the longer she spoke. "I can't speak for every other region in the Pokemon world, but I know Harmonia University is a school designed by and for anthropomorphic Pokemon. There are a lot more Pokemon like me and Mom and Cascade than I think most visitors give credit for existing. And even more of them stand on bipedal bodies with hands and more of a 'human' shape instead of being their more commonly found 'standard' body shape. Not saying you wouldn't know that given that you're uh… a Mew, and all, just… you're not the first Pokemon to be surprised that I go to school."
"So basically, there are a bunch of schools all around Unova like that, mostly ranging through four levels. And you have to complete each level before moving onto the next. It goes like this: elementary, middle, high, and finally there are colleges or universities, depending on what the school calls itself. Harmonia University is that fourth level of school. And, well… not every Pokemon goes to college, or even gets accepted there if they apply. There's a whole process you have to follow before you can even apply, let alone get accepted."
The Cinccino-taur smiled broadly, ears perking. Some of her blush had been disappearing while she spoke, and by now it was only really slightly tangible as a hint of pink upon her freckles. "Luckily, since I got a lot of good grades, did a lot of extra things on my time out of school, and was valedictorian, I had a pretty strong chance of going just about anywhere I wanted. It would have taken an act of Arceus or a completely disgraceful application essay for me to get rejected."
Bijoux cast a somewhat apologetic glance at the Mew, clearly a bit worried she sounded arrogant with all of this self-praise. "Not everyone has that chance, though. I shouldn't brag… but I mean, I did work my four legs into a frantic mess doing everything I did in high school. Archery team captain, math bowl, community service, computer club, choir, yearbook editing… I don't think I had much free time at all between one meeting to the next over the last four years. Not to mention the battling team… and of course, a lot of senior year practicing for the spring talent show with a song I didn't want Mom hearing. That was tough, keeping her from hearing which song I was singing for it until the day of…"
The taur once again blushed hotly, realising how much she had been talking. "Oh no, I started rambling, I'm sorry! Well, actually, I mean, I just.. I don't usually get a chance to talk about a lot of this stuff other than with family. And with another legendary, no less. I'm still just trying to get used to being more open about things. I spent the better part of my first three years of high school somewhat closeted since I began transitioning into a girl right before it. I guess it's been… weird, trying to get used to finally being myself and having everyone else recognise it."
"It got awkward when I introduced myself to everyone in freshman year as 'Bijoux,' since there were a few kids who knew me as my old deadname from middle school, and a couple of them wouldn't let it go and thought I was faking it or just going through a phase. Luckily, I had a lot more Pokemon who supported me for who I am and the bullies usually shut up pretty quickly once bigger and stronger Pokemon made them a target. So as tough as it started, once things started really taking hold, it got a bit easier, day by day."
Bijoux sighed and looked over at Lucifer with a shy, downcast gaze. "School has this weird way of testing just how strong you are, mentally and physically. If 'mons detect weakness in you in some fashion, or sense that you're uncomfortable or unhappy with yourself, they latch on and beat you down with words and sometimes fists or moves. I was able to put on a brave face most of the time, but there would always be the oddball day where it felt like nothing brought me a smile. Luckily, I had Mom and friends around to listen when I needed someone else's ears to do the listening instead of my own."
"Basically, to paraphrase some quotes I used in my graduation speech, school has been a trial, one that I've been able to pass, even if felt like it was by the tiniest hairs on the tips of my ears. I’m not very good at lying; a lot of high school sucked. But I learned, if you’re lucky enough to have good friends and a family that cares, it doesn’t suck nearly as much. I tell everyone I meet: stand firm for what you believe in, until and unless logic and experience prove you wrong. When the emperor looks naked, the emperor is naked; the truth and a lie are not 'sort of the same thing.' There is no aspect, no facet, no moment of life that can’t be improved with pizza, a song in your heart, or anything else that you enjoy. Even the smallest joy, or tiniest bell of positivity ringing in your heart, can flourish into the exact cure for what gets you through the most difficult portions of your day."
"No matter how perfect someone else's life may look, everyone has their own battles. Some are just better at hiding the scars of their failures and masking the effects of time's ever-forward march. It doesn't invalidate said scars or make them any less worthy of help when they, too, reach out a paw in need. Sometimes the solution is a good conversation, and a carefully tuned ear. Other times, someone needs a more 'material' solution. But in the end, many battles are impossible for a single 'Mon to solve, no matter how strong or perfect in every aspect they may be. Not a legend, a mythic… not even Arceus themselves can solve all. That's why we have others, and why I'm always going to be thankful for those who helped me along the way, whether with paws large or small."
The taur shook her head, adjusting her glasses slightly. That bright crimson hue remained hot upon her snout and cheeks, and she clasped a hand to her forehead. "Hfff, there I go again… I'm really sorry, sir… I just… you know, Mom was telling me that she got to talk to an old friend for the first time in centuries and how good he was at listening and empathising with her about some of the tougher things on her mind. And she said that friend was a Mew, with greenish eyes, round ears… and you matched that description. I just hoped, maybe, it would happen to be you, and…" Bijoux held her hands up to her chest. "Well, I'm just glad that I was able to get some of that out in the open, if I'm being totally honest. Again, I just… don't get a lot of chance to talk to others about things unless they're Mom or Cascade… I really want to get better about talking about myself when I talk to other Pokemon."
"Oh! I totally forgot to answer the other thing you asked me…" She slunk backward slightly, tail fluttering nervously. "Subjects, classes… oh, yeah, absolutely!!! I can't wait to see what advanced math and science classes are going to be waiting in college! And of course, being able to sing for more people will be nice." Bijoux's eyes closed in thought, a tinge of red still dotting her face. "Uh, sir… if you ever went to school, what do you think you'd want to study? I'm sure you'd do really well, with such a careful attention span, wherever you went! I just worry some of the students might try and treat you like a kid if you did… you don't look like you'd enjoy being viewed childishly. And I wouldn't blame you at all."
You can sense a palpable relief in Bijoux's words and facial expressions, but the part of "being honest about herself when talking to other Pokemon" seems to stand out especially strongly. She clearly hasn't discussed her transition much, but what else might she be hesitant in admitting?
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chilopodacrudus · 1 year
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I don't think I ever shared Angseth here.
Angseth is a taur stanced; lamprey tongued vampire.
He drains blood from people with the lamprey like mouth on the tip of his tongue.
He lives in a very beautiful forest and lures people in with promises of affection and riches.
He doesn't always kill his victims; you can offer him things to get out of this alive. When he bites he can be gentle but he sometimes gets carried away...on purpose lol.
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elliegoose · 1 year
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any drawing Taur Tips??
look up references of the animal you're trying to draw a taur version of and do lots of anatomy studies! just practice drawing the animal over and over. also find pictures of its skeleton, and practice drawing that as well. i still look up references of fat housecats every time i draw fern's full body. most animals are kind of difficult to draw if you're not used to drawing quadrupeds.
other than that, my usual rule for taurs is that the pelvis for the upper torso goes right where the base of the neck would start on a regular version of the animal. also, make sure to think about weight distribution, posture, and how the general "flow" of the shape looks when you're drawing, and don't be afraid to spend a while redoing things and practicing in order to get a nice-looking figure
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7soulstars · 2 years
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Masterlist (of all my fics)
A/N: Hey guys! As requested by many I have finally made a masterlist of all my fics! I hope this makes it easier to navigate!
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Avengers
Fics
Little Things Lead to Exchanged Rings - Loki 
Мой целитель - Bucky Barnes
Sweet Night - Bucky Barnes
Euphoria - Avengers
Alate - Avengers
Headcannons
Bucky Barnes with a Smaller and Shorter S/O HC
With an S/O who can Perform Magic - Loki
The Hobbit / The Lord Of The Rings
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On Everlasting Adventures with You - Legolas 
Taur-o Thilivern Lie - Legolas
In Sickness and Health - Haldir
Lóth Rí An I Rís - Aragorn
Erevan Ilesere’s Petal - Thranduil
Vespertine - Thranduil
Nauth- i Aiwenor - Thranduil
Headcannons
With an S/O who can Perform Magic - Thranduil
Sherlock BBC
Headcannons
Sherlock with a Deaf S/O HC
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Johnny Depp
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Hades and Persephone - Johnny Depp 
Emerging of Kalon - Johnny Depp 
I Wanna Be Yours - Johnny Depp 
A Good Father - Dad!Johnny Depp
Headcannons
Johnny’s S/O with an Eating Disorder HC 
A First Date with Johnny Depp HC 
Johnny’s Younger S/O being Pregnant HC 
I will update the masterlist every time I write a new fic/hc. I hope this makes it easier for you!
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feybeasts · 1 year
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If I were to imagine a taur flying a jet, I would think the easiest way to make that believable would be to take a tandem seat aircraft eg: F4 Phantom II, and remove the barriers between the pilot and WSO seats so you essentially just have a really elongated cockpit. A taur pilot would be able to operate a stick and pedals similar to a humanoid pilot, though you'd have to account for different ergonomics on account of their different proportions.
You would have to support both of the pilots spines, possibly with some kind of seat back that folds into place behind their upper spine and over their lower one when you close the cockpit, but I can readily conceive of how something like that might mechanically function.
I imagine the bigger issue would be designing a G-suit for a taur pilot. A taur has a lot more blood than a humanoid, and a proportionally smaller head to body ratio, pulling G's would have a greater effect on them since they have so much more room for that blood to go, and presumably lack the muscles to clench everything below the waist.
For trying to operate a mech of some kind, I would imagine them lying vertically with both spines in line with the vertical axis so you have a really tall cockpit instead, since a mech is already very vertical. A taur might even be superior to a humanoid pilot in that role, since you have an extra pair of limbs you could use to control more stuff at once, and the number of joints in a mech means that extra control capability would actually be useful, unlike in an aircraft, where the second pair of legs would probably be dead weight.
This is more dependant on how you imagine taur biology to function, if they aren't capable of comfortably aligning both spines on roughly the same axis, that obviously isn't possible.
Perhaps a taur might be more suited to operating an exoskeleton? You'd do away with the issues of having a high center of gravity and an unstable footing endemic to a humanoid exosuit. A 4 legged design would be more robust, able to clear more rugged terrain, and allow for the installation of more equipment.
Where a taurs bulk requires accommodation on other platforms, for an exosuit, that bulk would be an advantage. It's much easier for me to imagine a taur exosuit carrying an autocannon or ATGM tube in a turret on its horizontal back than a humanoid one in its arms or over its shoulder. You move the recoil impulse closer to the center of gravity and thus, reduce felt torque while also having improved platform stability from a wide, 4 legged stance. Even if you did still want to mount a weapon in the suits arms, you have the advantages of the hindlegs preventing you from tipping backwards from recoil while firing and the horizontal back providing lots of room for ammunition.
With the turret, you would have to deal with the large frontal deadzone, but I imagine that is a problem to be solved doctrinally, rather than mechanically. Carry small arms for surprises, but move into a position where you can employ your mounted weapon ASAP.
Apologies for the wall of text, but you hit a bunch of my hyperfixations at once :v
I don't have an answer to this, I just really want people to see what is some really, really damn good thought on the subject of taurs-using-vehicles Legit and heartfelt bravo, anon, these ideas are top notch!
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