~ Nose Ornament with Decapitators and Human Heads.
Date: ca. A.D. 100-300
Place of origin: Peru, North Coast
Culture: Moche culture (A.D. 50-800)
Period: Early Intermediate Period (A.D. 0-700)
Medium: Gold alloy and silver.
I plan on trying to put a cosplay together of my #1 shark prince, but there is not many very good ref pics of him out there so I had to go and take my own. I thought I would share in case you have similar plans or just want to draw the royal fish~
I mostly snapped features I had not really noted before with the pictures I could already find.
At this point in ceratopsian evolution we’ve reached the ceratopsids – the big, elaborately horned and frilled group that includes famous names like Triceratops and Styracosaurus. First evolving from their smaller North American ancestors around 90-80 million years ago, these dinosaurs rapidly diversified and developed a huge variety of different head ornamentations during the last 20 million years or so of the Cretaceous.
Here the family tree gets a little more complicated, with two major
subdivisions of the ceratopsids splitting off from a common ancestor: the centrosaurs and the chasmosaurs. We’ll be focusing on the centrosaurs to start off, and moving on to chasmosaurs later in the month.
The centrosaurs are known mainly from the northern region of western North America (Alaska, Alberta, and Montana) – although a few ranged further south with remains found as far away as Mexico, and one even made it into Asia. They often had prominent spikes on their frills, and many also developed large nose horns or nasal bosses.
Diabloceratops (“devil horned face”) was one of the earliest members of the group, dating to about 80 million years ago in the Late Cretaceous. Discovered in Utah, USA, it was probably around 5.5m long (18′), with a small nose horn, relatively short brow horns, and a pair of long “devil horn” spikes at the top of its frill that inspired its genus name.
Its skull was shorter and deeper than those of its later relatives, and retained a few “primitive” features from its ancestors. It was also the first centrosaur found further south than Montana, and with it being such a basal member it’s possible the group may have actually originated in the southern part of
the continent with their descendants dispersing northwards.
More sketches! Lesselsett’s face doesn’t lend well to a lot of expressions, so the bottom right is the closest thing they can get to looking “happily disarming”, which can also be interpreted as an attempt at smiling gone horribly wrong.
The center eye is the only one that usually moves around, and it substitutes for a lot of their expressions. The other four eyes typically stare off in space while they’re in a neutral, relaxed state. Lesselsett is a good dog! A big good dog.
Geeeeeeez she got big. One day I’ll learn to make chubby dragons smaller. Ah well, today is apparently not that day.
I found this pretty lady in @luciellia-fr‘s lair while looking for good snappers and I fell in love with her colors. Both she and her armor are made of pipecleaners, although I took some liberties with the armor so she wouldn’t be too bulky, she’s got fabric leg wrappings and a scarf, and twisted brass tail/head ornaments.
(Reminder that I still have commissions open if you would like a dragon/character of your own)
of The Circle’s original member’s daughters. Like Clary, she has no idea about
her heritage or that she’s a Shadowhunter so it’s likely Valentine will try go
after her – win her over for this war,” Alec explains. Jace nods in
why do I have to watch her? Wouldn’t you be better at that?”
his lip, “I’m spending Christmas with Magnus.”
just stop you right there and tell you you’re
the only one alone this Christmas,” Alec sighs. Jace furrows his brows together,
“Ugh,” he huffs, “Fine.”
is y/n. She’s 19.”
Jace nods, “Text
me the details, I’ll head to her now.”
few days you’d felt like someone had been following you but you tried not to
let it bother you. Christmas was tomorrow and you hadn’t finished shopping for
all your friends. After work you head straight for the mall – not that you had
any clue what you were after.
nice vase would work for your boss? You head to the ornament store, walking
carefully through the shelves, trying to find something appropriate.
things that happened to catch your eye wass on the top shelf and with the shop
bustling with customers, it was unlikely you’d be able to get a hold of someone
to help you. You stand on your tiptoes and stretch your hand out, trying to
grab it but quickly lose your balance and lurch forward, causing the larger
vase beside it to come toppling down. You drop to the floor, trying to shield
yourself form the shattering glass but there’s no crash.
your eyes to find a blond boy holding it. He must’ve had quick reflexes to
catch it so quickly. Where had he come from?
you mumble, taking his outstretched hand as he helps you up.
He was half
way across the store by the time you collected yourself. You try to follow him
out but he was quickly enveloped by the crowds.
giving up – on him and shopping. At this point ordering something online and
avoiding your friends until it arrived seemed like a better idea.
You head to
your car – despite the crowds, the underground parking was pretty much empty
and still, you were sure you could hear the sound of footsteps.
around to find a man behind you.
says – your name familiar on his lips, “I haven’t seen you since you were a
my parents?” you ask, curiosity getting the better of you – you didn’t know
anything about them.
“They were my
best friends,” he smiles warmly, “I’ve been looking you for you for a long
time. My name is Valentine. Why don’t you come with me? Let me tell you all
hard and shake your head, forcing a smile, “I should really be getting home.”
“Oh come on
now,” he says. You feel your throat tighten as he steps towards you but all of
a sudden he’s being ripped backwards and thrown across the parking lot.
boy turns to you, “Are you okay?” he asks.
watching as a dozen figures emerge from the shadows.
“We have to
get out of here!” he yells. You toss him your keys and you both rush into your
cars, speeding out of the parking lot.
till you’re sure you’ve lost everyone that had been following that you pull
over at a lookout point. You climb out of the car, doubling over trying to
catch your breath.
they?!” you ask, “Who are you?!”
“My name is
Jace,” he says, “All you need to know right now is that I’m trying to keep you
His lips tighten.
You sigh in
disbelief, leaning over the railing of the lookout. The view was breathtaking
since many of the houses had put lights up. The town’s tree was most visible.
You jerk reflexively
when you feel a figure brush against your arm but it’s just Jace. You weren’t
sure why you trusted him but you did – maybe it was overwhelming sense of fear and uncertainty you felt about everything
like a guardian angel or something?” you ask quietly, feeling stupid. What
other explanation was there? He moved with speed and strength that was
impossible for a human.
like that,” he smiles, “If that makes you feel better.”
stay here? Beside me? For the whole of Christmas?”
Jace felt a
sudden wave of relief that he wouldn’t be spending the holidays alone.
after Christmas. Anytime, anywhere,” he says.
Altaïr is no fool. He’d know
something was wrong right away. He knows you too well to let that pass right
by him without being overanalyzed, but… approaching it with you would be another thing. Altaïr is mostly clueless
when it comes to talking about feelings.
Of course, he knows about them, but the poor man can’t seem to verbalize his
thoughts. Altaïr would probably keep an eye on you, slipping off of his duties
here and there to spend more time with you. He wouldn’t mention it, but would
make a few gestures — holding your hands and caressing them with his thumb, place a
few kisses on the top of your head or walk more closely — so you know he cares.
He’d try to pamper you with presents too — books, necklaces, head ornaments,
blades (?). Anything that would make you feel better. Altaïr is a silent and
fumbling guy, but one thing is sure: he loves and cares about you.
It's maybe stupid, but what is the difference between tiaras and crowns?
Definitions like this are hard because there are always going to be pieces that don’t neatly fit into one of the categories but I’ll try my best. So a crown is a jewelled headpiece that is worn by a monarch, consort, or sometimes heir that forms a complete circle around the head. A crown typically features a velvet cap, arches, and heraldic symbols. The British are the only ones that really still use their crowns since most European monarchies have stopped having coronations but some countries still bring them out and display them for special occasions even if they aren’t worn. By contrast a tiara is a semi-circular jewelled head ornament that can be worn by anyone not just royalty. For me I often think about what it’s purpose is, crowns are used for coronations and official state ceremonies like the opening of parliament whereas tiaras can be worn whenever the dress code calls for them. But like I said earlier there are always going to be pieces that fall somewhere between like the British queens’ regal circlets which go all the way around the head and feature heraldic symbols but are used in a more general way like a tiara. Here are a few crowns…
Crown of King Christian V of Denmark
Crown of Louis XV of France
Crown of King Willem II of the Netherlands
Crown of Carl III Johan of Norway
Crown of Eric XIV of Sweden
Imperial State Crown of King George VI of the United Kingdom
And a tiara is basically everything else featured on this blog. I’ll queue up some of the British regal circlets so you know what I’m talking about with those.
A/N: So I was never going to post this but then I was like, why the hell not? It’s messy, it’s weird, but I actually like it, so here you go. Ignore that it’s way past Christmas okay I don’t care. Anyways, enjoy. This is my attempt at being funny.