There was an idea, called the Avengers Initiative. The idea was to bring together a group of remarkable people, see if they could become something more. See if they could work together when we needed them to, to fight the battles we never could.
It’s a fine line to tread when you’re breeding your phoenix. A swan is good:
Elegant
Classic
Like Cleopatra, he burns upon the water
Equal parts beauty and danger
Full of Secrets
But take it a few genes to the left and you’ve got a GOOSE
A raptor if raptors were total idiots
Neither beauty nor grace
Full of Hate
Has so much poop for you
(Make no mistake, a swan will mess you up just as hard as a goose. But it is the difference between being slain with a katana and getting whacked with a bag of old potatoes.)
Oh my God someone actually drew a Good Version of my Dubious Penguin????? And THEN someone added a sweonix (swan phoenix)? Oh man, this is the stuff you miss when you’re in the middle of a reblog chain.
@english-history-trip that is some powerful art, and I respect the trip that it represents from the sublime to the absurd, for in this journey we find enlightenment.
@keire-ke your magnificent penguin art represents the other side of the journey, which takes us from the absurd to the powerful. In this journey we find truth.
According to some sources, the legend of the phoenix might be derived from another bird noted for it’s striking appearance and who, indeed, are of the order Phoenicopterus
You know what birds those are?
FLAMINGOS!
Just saying…. if someone wanted to try ANOTHER take on Fawkes….
This is terrible and I feel like I should apologise, but really, it’s @iconuk01‘s fault.
Also I am not a certified Birb artist.
Never
Apologize
For
Shaming
Herodotus
A Cassowaenix
IT KEEPS GETTING BETTER
What’s your definition of better? Cause I think this peaked at the shoebill.
crowley, dressed in little shorts and glitter on his way to the big june parade: pride is a SIN aziraphale, this is for WORK
aziraphale, putting on a nice rainbow bowtie to go join him: well it is a festival for love after all…
i couldn’t help myself
it’s one of Those Shirts because those shirts are awful and also hilarious and crowley probably invented them
[id: a sketch of crowley and aziraphale. crowley has one elbow propped on aziraphale’s shoulder and he’s facing away from the camera, glancing over his shoulder. he’s wearing one of those tank tops with armpit holes that go down to the ribcage that says BE GAY DO CRIMES on the back, and booty shorts that say PRIDE. he is covered in glitter. aziraphale is primly adjusting a rainbow bowtie and looking fondly at crowley. end id]
Listen I know I just reblogged the text post version but listen, this is HIGH ART
Name a conspiracy theory superior in raw power to “there are no actual forests on Earth"
imma need some context on that cause WHAT?
“forests” = minuscule form of what trees on Earth can be, basically saplings “mesas” = not landforms, but petrified ancient tree trunks IIRC the theory goes that all forests on Earth were destroyed ages ago and it takes them ridiculous times to regrow, with those giant mammoth redwood trees just being the oldest ones that have grown the most
So I learned two cool things about humans: Humans have stripes! Human skin is overlaid with what dermatologists call Blaschko’s Lines, a pattern of stripes covering the body from head to toe. The stripes run up and down your arms and legs and hug your torso. You cannot see them without special equipment as the difference between the stripe cells and the non-stripes are too subtle for human eyes to pick up. You will also notice them at if something irritates the skin, as rashes and moles can form along these invisible lines.
Humans are bio-luminescent! We glow in the dark. Natural chemical reactions in our cells let out some energy in the form of visible light. Unfortunately this light is very weak, about 1000 times weaker than the eye can see. Scientists still don’t know if there are animals capable of seeing this light in humans.
So, it gave me an idea, and I will be writing something on it, but I’m also eager to see where others would go with the idea: what if humans met a race that could see our stripes, or our glow, or both! My take on the idea will involve the aliens adoring these glowing stripy creatures. Humans, meanwhile, are really confused about why these aliens find us so much more attractive than the more colourful creatures out there. Their compliments would confuse us. We literally cannot see what makes us beautiful to them.
Anyone who wants to write this, feel free to go other places; love, hate, disgust, confusion. Any reaction from the humans, or aliens, can make a good story.
Melissa was supposed to be known as a researcher and diplomat on every starbase she visited. Instead, she was known only as “Human Muffin”. It was all because of Korf, not that it was really the little guy’s fault he couldn’t pronounce her name. A surprising number of aliens species had trouble with human names.
Korf was often the only reason Human Muffin put down her e-reader and interacted with the rest of the crew. He had a habit of greeting her by leaping onto her, wrapping his tentacles around her, and playing with her hair. Life on a spaceship with a small child was never boring… especially when said spaceship was prone to glitches.
The one glitch Human Muffin would never forget was the time the lights when out.
Human Muffin was terrified. Not because of the all-consuming darkness that prevented her from seeing her hand even if she touched her nose, but because her captain’s young child was currently attached to her back.
“Okay, hold tight, Korf,” Human Muffin instructed, slowly feeling her way down the hall.
“You’re funny!” Korf giggled. “It’s like you can’t see!”
“…Can you see?”
“Yeah, ‘specially with you glowing.”
“I don’t glow, Korf.”
“Yeah you do, ‘specially your stripes.”
“Korf, I don’t have stripes.”
“Yeah you do.”
“If you say so,” Human Muffin sighed, “Korf, you want to be a navigator like your dad, right?”
“Yeah.”
“Do you think you can tell me where to go please? So we don’t bump into anything.”
“Yeah! Okay turn left!”
Later that night, after the lights had been repaired and Korf was in bed, Human Muffin sat around playing cards with a few other officers.
“Korf said something funny today,” Human Muffin mentioned casually.
“Oh?” Captain Urfuf encouraged.
“Mm, he said I have glowing stripes.”
“Your stripes do bioluminesce brighter than the rest of you.”
“Wait, what? I don’t glow, and I don’t have stripes!”
“Korf did say you seemed visually impaired when the lights went off, are your eyes perhaps too weak to perceive your stripes?”
“My… what?”
“Oh yeah, that’s a thing,” Human Joe the science officer chimed in, “we actually are stripey and glowy, we just can’t see it.”
