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villainous-queer-deactivated202 asked:

Hey there, newbie to the ds9 fandom here. wondering if you're still into meta on cardassian reproduction because i'm about that. archosaurs and courting rituals of them are a thing i've studied before.

tinsnip answered:

So Into This At All Times, are as a worrying number of us. Do tell~~~!!!

squimble-the-slug-witch

Hey, I’d rather y’all be into alien sex than be like ‘they have sex just like humans :D’ tbh. Btw, I am bolding things that will help if you’re just skimming for a particular piece of information. I’m gonna go on for quite some time because you just poked a ‘Special Interest’ button. Strap in, kiddies, we’re about to get weird~~

(nota bene 1: this is assuming Cardassians have two sexes and two genders. Personally I hc that humans, with our five sexes and myriad genders, are the widest and most varied of the races, with Andorians not far(?) behind. Cardassians are also fascist iirc, and fascism generally locks whatever pattern in place is most reproductive bc ‘family values’)

What’s In A Name? Taxonomy

Now, crocodilians are Archosaurs, which is a group they share with birds. I decided that Cardassians are also archosaurs, so that means I can use bird traits as well as crocodilian ones to map out their courting rituals, sex, gender, nesting, and beauty standards.

You Want Blue? Beauty Standards and Sexual Display

So in canon we know the females have blue on them. This is really interesting to me, because reptilians (and, side note, we now know birds are reptiles. yep.) usually have this pattern:

male = pretty and courting

female = big and choosing

That is why male reptiles are the colourful little ones that dance around (’me me me me me!! pick me!! look how high i jump!’ - prairie grouse, birds of paradise), give gifts (’you like blue? i got you blue. you like pebble? i got you pebble.’ - blue bower bird and adélie penguin, respectively), and compete with other males (’look how tall i can be!! look how big and strong i am!’ - lizards and turkeys/capercaille/chickens, respectively), to prove their worth to the bigger, camouflaged, discerning females.

(A friend pointed out this may be why female Cardassians are considered better at science, where males are the warriors)

So why are females the colourful ones? Well, they may be using cosmetics, which may be symbolic of their social status in some way that can’t be noted normally (such as married/not married, or sexually mature/not mature); or else it might be a beauty standard.

Putting on makeup to redden/darken our lips and cheeks, and to redden/darken our eye area, mimics sexual arousal, and so the beauty standard of this sort of makeup arose from mimicking a sexual signal. That’s the kind of beauty standard I’m referring to, not the culture-bound ones like big tits (the west) or modesty (christianity) or suchlike.

So, if the Cardassian ladies are painting the blue on their faces, then why? Specifically, why is this attractive, and why are the female Cardassians trying to be attractive? I dislike the idea that a female archosaurs would display for the males, and blue is not a usual colour for flushing, unless you have blue blood. And you don’t have blue blood unless you live in a very very cold climate (see octopuses and horseshoe crabs), so we can rule out the ‘mimicry of flushing’ possibility.

That leaves blue as being, in a pre-society Cardassian, somehow a signal of something else. But what? Are the females looking more aggressive this way? Is it status display, like with a lammergeier bathing in red dust? Is it decoration and the blue is only ‘blue’ to us, but to their eyes, which can see ultra-violet, it glimmers and flashes? Is it something that only arose when Cardassian society went all fascist and militant, and the aggressive warrior males inverted the power structure and began to rule, and needed a way to make the females seem more decorative and objectified? Well, if pre-society Cardassians were originally like bower birds, and the males collected blue objects for the females to peruse, then marking the females with blue would be very symbolic.

This is assuming, of course, that females wear blue regardless of whether they’d be interacting with other races or not. We don’t see them unless they are (afaik), so we have to consider the possibility that the blue markings are actually there for other races, who can’t tell a female from a male Cardassian and need to be told in some ridiculously obvious way so they don’t misgender anybody.

Yet another possibility, is that our idea that the ‘female’ Cardassian is the one that lays the eggs is totally wrong, and the Universal Translator is interpreting ‘female’ in a flawed and human/mammalian-centric manner (’female ones are the smaller ones that raise the young’ will skew a lot of results!!; this is like ‘any featherless biped is a human’ and someone plucking a chicken and going ‘behold, a human!’), and the smaller, blue-marked Cardassians are in reality the male Cardassians. You can also do that if you like, lord knows I certainly have done something like that with the Ferengi and with Tolkien Orcs.

Like any good scientist, I’m not going to actually answer any of these as ‘this is definitely it’ because well, it could be any of these! So I’m just gonna move on to the mechanics of sex itself.

Egg or Squish? Incubation and Gestation

Eggs or live young? That’s a big question, and my fellow Cardassian xenobiologist, badmadwolf, suggested they were ovoviviparous, which means they birth live young by means of hatching the eggs within their bodies. This is a thing some snakes do. Obviously, archosaurs do not do this, but this is fiction, and we can reasonably reach over to Serpentes and borrow a few things and call that possible for an archosaur biped.

However, if you like egg-laying Cardassians, we can also say they lay eggs–with leathery shells–and hatch them–in incubator mounds (at least, pre-society Cardassians would; technology makes the need for a big mound of rotting vegetation unnecessary–but it wouldn’t get rid of the instinct to Pile Up All The Trash Really High a la australian brush turkeys or gators).

Either way, Cardassians don’t suckle their young, and are born ready to eat what the adults eat, with teeth and all.

(I am hand-waving the obvious tits on the Cardassians in the show as being a consequence of hiring human actresses and the limitations of a human being in charge of production.)

To Cloaca Or Not To Cloaca? Genitalia

Another question is the inevitable Do They Have A Cloaca? This is all down to personal preference. Some archosaurs have a very elaborate penis and vagina situation (ducks, famously), some have ‘vents’ (passerines), and some have a cloaca, and if they have a penis, the penis lives inside it, fully erect, ready to be pushed out during mating (really!). So the question is down to personal preference: Do You Want Garak/Dukat/Damar To Have A Cock, Punk? Well, Do You?

(My answer is always Yes, Bring On The Monster Peens)

However, regardless of what answer you choose, it’s likely they still have a cloaca–and, side note, do not pee. Or rather, there’s no separate liquid and solid waste, it’s all in the same packet as it were.

Hey, Sexy! Perfume, Purring, and Foreplay

Crocodilians have musk glands, and the male spreads his scent around to let the female know he’s dtf and in the area. This is a fun thing to have in combination with forked tongues/jacobson’s organs. I’m a big fan of scent being used sexually, but that’s me. Archosaurs don’t all do things with scent (though a lot more birds do than you might think!).

 Cardassians, like a lot of crocodilians, may also have a ‘mating rumble’ that they do. It’s like a purr, but lower and specifically sexual, and all gators do it to advertise they’re dtf. Crocodiles do this too, but I’m American and I prefer my gators.

Another thing to remember is that Cardassians probably do a lot of foreplay/courtship before getting down to the bidniss. All archosaurs, crocodilians included, go through elaborate mating dances both to earn a mate and also afterwards, the mates dancing together for sometimes hours on end. Whether Cardassians are from monogamous or polygamous types of species is up to you, the spread of that is pretty mixed through the Archosaurs, from loons mating for life and singing together every night to crocodilians mating with several different partners and producing a clutch where each egg can have a different sire.

Please Think Of The Children! Family Structure and Chick-Rearing

You can take your pick of how chicks are raised too, from a single mating system, like hornbills who wall the female up in the nest and the male brings her and the babies food; or you can have gators, which communally raise their young in nursery pools; or pelicans, who have 2-3 chicks that compete and push weaker siblings out of the nest to die until there’s only one left (seabirds are brutal); or you can have brush turkeys, where the male makes the nest and the female lays her eggs in it then fucks off; or emus, where the dads raise the babies but will also look after literally any baby emus nearby (it’s hilarious why they do this). Archosaurs have such a huge range of chick-rearing behaviours that Cardassians could literally be anything.

Canon only tells us that family is ‘important’ and that families of several generations live together and work to raise their children. That could be artificial due to some societal pressure, however, much like agriculture changed how humans underwent courtship, mating, and child-rearing.

(nota bene 2: I am only in season two and haven’t got through/got access to all the printed stuff that may have this info, so I’m working off the information in s02e05 “Cardassians”, and what I could find on memory alpha) 

tinsnip

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYY!!!!

kardasi cardassians I LIVE FOR SHIT LIKE THIS ELABORATE BIOLOGY-BASED HEADCANONS!!! personally i go with delivered-in-egg but it's more of a caul sort of deal and then you bust them out in a day or two after you all calm down and stop threatening to kill anyone who approaches but if the baby busts out on its own that's a troublesome baby right cosmictuesdays?
whitmerule
whitmerule

Ever needed to hear about mad dad birds with enormous feet? Try THESE on for size:

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What’s that you say? These are clearly the feet of a dinosaur, not a bird? WHY NOT BOTH?

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This is Australia’s very own dinosaur, the second-largest bird in the world, the emu. Say hi!

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They roam around Australia making ‘wonk-wonk’ noises under their breath and glaring at everything. And the dads take care of the babies! They sit on the eggs…

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They look after the tiny stripey adorable things….

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They look after the less tiny less adorable things…

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And they even look after the great big menacing things that are almost as big as they are.

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But here’s the catch. All emus look pretty much alike. Especially when you are a tiny stripey adorable thing. All you can see of your dad is is great big dinosaur feet (see picture #1). So there is one very unrealistic thing about all the adorable terrifying dinosaur family photos above:

I have never seen an emu family in the wild where all the babies are the same size.

Here is the reason!

Emu dad and his emu babies are roaming about wonking and glaring at everyone. Suddenly emu dad sees another emu dad! A threat!

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Emu dads do some display threats with dancing and bouncing and fluffing and… look, it’s very serious business, okay?

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If this does not work to see off one emu they might progress to actual fighting.

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Oops, sorry, you wanted the dignified version. Here, have some ART:

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MAGNIFICENT.

Either way, this encounter will end up with one or both adult emus zooming away as fast as he can run. This is very fast.

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This is the other thing they do besides wonking and glaring, by the way. They run. Fear the running emu.

Anyway, this leaves all the tiny and medium-sized and semi-large stripey things milling around making confused tiny “cheep? wonk?” noises and basically just following whichever pair of large feet they can find.

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HI DAD

And so mostly when you see a male emu with a gaggle of youngsters at heel, they are all different sizes. Who knows whose they are? Not him! But he’s going to look after them anyway.

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Fear him.

wonderful world
cosmictuesdays
cosmictuesdays

tinsnip replied to your post: This is taking on a life of its own.

I find this delightful, and wish to see a picture of Miles with four arms. Beefy frickin’ arms. With reddish hair on all of ‘em.

Given that he’s a rare quaddie who spends a fair amount of time in non-zero gravity, forget beefy. He’d be ripped.

tinsnip

No neck. Giant arms. Broad grin. Velcro belt covered with wrenches. Spidering up the wall. Ceiling O’Brien, is what I’m getting at.
Yes to all of this.
cosmictuesdays

Taking off his wielding goggles - of course he wears goggles - with an upper hand, transferring whatever he had in his upper right hand to a lower arm in order to shake someone else’s hand, totally nonplussed and taking a secret delight in their momentary disorientation.

“That’s the problem with you downsiders whenever you get into zero-gee. You keep thinking up-down, left-right, forward-back - you’ve got to remember every way is up.”

barrayar to bajor
wobblycompetencies
lyndsayfaye

This is seriously one of the best moments in the entire Granada series. Violet Smith is traumatized and forced into a marriage ceremony with a complete villain in a thinly veiled rape scenario, all because the master of the house where she was working as a governess fails to tell her of the scheme to defraud her of her inheritance—his argument for not apprising her of the serious possibility she might be assaulted (indeed, she was already attacked once) is that she would have returned to her fiance and given up her position, robbing him of the chance to interact with her.

The dialogue here is almost verbatim from the canon with small shifts to modernize the syntax; Holmes demands to know why Carruthers didn’t warn her about Jack Woodley, and then Watson brings the full smackdown with “That might be love for you, you notorious asshat, but for me, that qualifies as full metal dickishness.”

Look at the last two gifs—Burke is speaking, and delivering the lines brilliantly, but meanwhile, Brett is murdering Carruthers with his eyeballs.  It’s so brilliantly satisfying because even though the fair sex is Watson’s department, if you want to piss off Sherlock Holmes, try mistreating a lady.  Try it.  Go ahead, claim to fall in love with a beautiful musician and then stalk her on a bicycle.  Brett’s acting here, the utter disgust and disbelief, is wonderful. 

Remember, this is the guy who threw himself off a waterfall, probably so that *cough cough* certain people would no longer be in danger.  If you explain love to him as “I just wanted them near me no matter the cost to that person,” daggers—in this case Jeremy’s daggers—will shoot from his irises.  No matter whether you posit Holmes as ace, straight, or queer, it’s wonderful here to see what love means to him.

sarahthecoat

YES

plaidadder

I am reblogging this just for the phrase “murdering Carruthers with his eyeballs.”