Okay, but consider this…

amemait:

lullabyknell:

Modern fantasy creatures and people being exposed to new lifestyles and developing dreams and goals that don’t fit with their species or their culture in the slightest.

  • A dwarf who was born in a mine, grew up in a mine, and can count the number of times they’ve been surface-side on both hands. One of these times, they witnessed an airshow. They go home and tell their parents: “Mom, Dad, I want to be a pilot.” “What’s a pilot?” “We’ll, y’see…” And a brief explanation later… “YOU WANT TO DO WHAT? WHERE DID WE GO WRONG? DAMN IT, ROK, I TOLD YOU THAT THE SUN WOULD GO TO HIS HEAD. NOW HE THINKS HE CAN FUCKING FLY, THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!
  • An elf who has a deep interest in geology and underground exploration signs up for a dwarven digging mission. Shows up first day all long limbs and being seven feet tall, and has to become a 90 degree angle to get through the door. “Hey guys! Who’s ready to look at some rocks? Am I right? Well, it’s a tight fit, but I bet I can do it if I squeeze. Ooh, I know some great digging songs by the way.” The dwarves immediately try to find a way to fire the elf without being sued for racial discrimination. “I told you we should have been more careful about the ad.” “I put in it Gold and Gems Monthly, Brek, how was I to know elves read that kind of thing?” “OHMIGOSH, GUYS COME SEE WHAT I FOUND!” “Your turn, Nik.” “I swear to God, if it’s another goddamn stalagmite again…” 
  • A centaur whose herd migrates to a coast area and sees the ocean for the first time. “Greyhoof, I’m going to be a fisherman.” “What?” “I’m going to sail the seven seas; I want to be a sailor.” “Blackmane, you’re half horse, you can’t sail.” “I can learn.” “You can’t climb their weird ropes things. What would you even do on the ocean?” “It’s called rigging and I’d be a fisherman, obviously, like I told you.” “YOU’RE A CENTAUR, YOU CAN’T SAIL!” “YOU DON’T KNOW THAT. DON’T TRY AND DESTROY MY DREAMS, GREYHOOF, I CAN DO ANYTHING I SET MY MIND TO. I BELIEVE IN ME.”
  • A mermaid who gets really interested in those land mountains that touch the clouds and meets an extreme mountain-climber on the beach, then decides they’ve found their calling. “I’m going to be the first mermaid to climb Mount Everest.” “What? Bluefins, that’s ridiculous.” “No, no, I’m gonna do it.” “You can’t breathe air.” “I’ll bring a tank of water, like what the humans do with air when they dive.” “YOU DON’T HAVE LEGS.” “I know, that’s what’ll make me the first mermaid to do it. I’m going to have to work around that, but” “FOR FUCK’S SAKE, BLUEFINS. WE’RE TROPICAL.” “No, see, there are these human things called coats. I’ve got it all figured out. Look, I drew plans.” “WITH WHAT?”

This speaks to me today.


Tags:

#story ideas I will never write #anything that makes me laugh this much deserves a reblog #(‘Look I drew plans.’ ‘WITH WHAT?’)

rhydonmyhardon:

docjjugs:

marinad0ve:

ho ho HOLY MOTHER OF JESUS

DASHIN THRU THE SNOW

ON A HALF HORSE HALF MAN SLEIGH

OVER THE FIELDS WE GO

TRAMPLING THE UNSUSPECTING ALL THE WAY


Tags:

#Christmas #centaur #I actually already learned of the existence of this ornament from reading Ursula Vernon’s LJ #but that version did not include rampaging Jingle Bells #nor was it rebloggable so that you too can experience this…thisness #(though honestly I find the shirtlessness to be the strangest part) #(centaur Santa sure fine) #(but shirtless Santa is just wrong)

Centaur Babies, A Study

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ttacosays:

Magnolia: centaur babies definitely suckle from the human nipples, ps

*laugh*

M: Duh! I laughed and reblogged because of the snarkback.

M: Actually, I half wondered if maybe centaur babies had to feed at both.

>.>

Magnolia: Hrm. Well Now that I think about it… Horse placentation is different from human placentation, and the baby would definitely be in a horse uterus. And a foal needs colostrum to be healthy. Humans don’t. So. IF a centaur HAS horse nipples, the first 24 hours would probably need to be from the horse mammary gland. After that, probably either would work, but for logistical purpose, I’d assume the humans.

Magnolia: Comparative placentation is actually pretty cool. Horses have three more layers between baby and mom’s blood than humans do. The human baby gets direct access to the mother’s blood, including antibodies and etc. A horse does not, and has to eat colostrum within 12-24 hours of birth in order to get those antibodies. Of course, centaurs probably don’t even need antibodies. They’re probably magically immune.

Magnolia: I CAN KEEP TALKING ABOUT THIS WHILE YOU PEOPLE DO THIS WORK THING YOU’RE DOING

Magnolia: *rewrites Misty of Chincoteague, but with centaurs*

*draws “Anatomy of the Centaur” book*

And then there’s the whole thing about how their digestive system is completely different from ours.

M: *laughing so hard* I looked away like 12 minutes? And you invented a new genre


Tags:

#centaur #overthinking is so much fun

jayrockin:

After so many years of disliking centaurs for being impractically designed, I thought of a design that actually makes them look like functional organisms! And now I love them!!!

Their hands have two thumbs, and can be used in walking and running just like the other limbs. The smaller centaurs have dexterous toes on all of their limbs, but in the higher weight classes, gripping ability on the back four legs is sacrificed in order to better support the body while standing. The central limbs are set wider than the fore and hind limbs to prevent collision when all six are being used in locomotion.


Tags:

#centaur #art #neat

 

shayvaalski:

dailydot:

Interview with Toril Orlesky, author of gay centaur Western “Hotblood!

Hotblood! hasn’t been around for long, but it’s already capturing hearts and minds on Tumblr thanks to its combination of snappy dialogue, classic gritty Western tropes, and foreshadowing toward queer romance.

Written and drawn by webcomic artist Toril Orlesky, it tells the story of a pair of 19th century adventurers, James Rook and Asa Langley. Asa is an obnoxious, money-obsessed steel magnate, while Rook is the curmudgeonly Civil War veteran he accidentally hired to be his secretary. Oh, and Rook’s a centaur.

Speaking to the Daily Dot, Orlesky explained a few of her philosophies on fandom, Asa/Rook shipping, and her storytelling process.

hotblood2

Q: Could you extrapolate a bit on what you mean by “sticking it to the bromance genre”?

A: There are a lot of people who can say this better than I can, but I’m sick and tired of seeing the term “bromance” slapped onto a relationship between two men—usually the two lead characters of a show—as a “no homo” disclaimer. It’s a simple way to erase the possibility of a queer relationship while also implying that the word “friendship” would be too tender and wimpy for these particular leading men. Asa and Rook do some fairly despicable things over the course of the story, but investing in a relationship with each other is not one of them, and I don’t want to understate that.

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GAY CENTAUR WESTERN


Tags:

#this I’ve got to see