#and also playing jungle

[the-dragon-girl-27]

Flocking doodles

Maiasaura watching over her hatchlings

Sigilmassasaurus fighting for territory

Boreaspis swimmin round

Gigantopithecus yeeting another Gigantopithecus to assert dominance

[camels-pen]

you never know what might bite you in the ass later

[sappi-papi]

ever y time i don't know what to draw i go in my liked textposts and let the devil guide me

please don't tag as jerajungle; she/her for jeraldy here she's implied to be transfem in that drawing ^^;

[stubz]

Darn spider monkey

"Tag! Your it!"

"...can we play something else?" huffs Tuk, her tail swishing back and forth in boredom.

"You don't like tag?" asks Marl scurrying back to their large blue friend.

"I do but we always play it! How about a new game?" The na'vi smiles as she sets her little friend on her shoulder.

"Hmmm...I can't think of anything."

"...neither can I."

"Put your foot in for grounders!" shouts one of their teachers in a nearby clearing.

"...grounders?"

"Grounders."

.

"So for those who don't know what grounders is, like Tuk and Marl, it's basically tag but the person who is it closes their eyes when on the...well not on the ground since we don't have a playground here." Explains Max.

"If the person who is it isn't on the ground and shouts grounders then whoever is on the ground is it. Now, if you're climbing high you can keep your eyes open until in a safe spot. But if your peeking to cheat then you have to go back onto the ground, that's called broken dishes."

"Why is called broken dishes?"

"...I have no idea. Anywho! If your tagged but really don't wanna be it then me or Kim will be it instead. Right Kim?"

"I prefer to be the hunter rather then the hunted."

"Got it? Okay! Game starts in 5...4..."

The younglings scattered. Some went straight for higher ground so as to have the advantage of sight while others focused on putting as much distance between them and the human male. Tuk and Marl obviously went for the high ground.

Being as it they were on her home planet, Tuk had a clear advantage in growing up in these very forests, she knew all the best ways to climb and scale these massive trees. Marl while being very small was still a ursa, creatures that typically spend the first 3 years of their life in the treetops. The two friends easily made it up 15 feet of the ground in two bounding leaps.

"This'll be so easy."

"Right? We just have to stay up here and we'll never be caught!"

..

"...this is kinda boring now." huffs Tuk. For 10 minutes they've stayed in the same spot watching their teachers chase the other younglings.

they haven't been ignored but were too far off the ground to be reached. The trunk was too smooth and the branches were too high for the humans. After multiple attempts by Max he gave up and focused on the other younglings.

"I find it entertaining! Go Pollix! GO! He's right behind you!" Marl cheered as the tighalax weaved through trees trying to lose the human. With a burst of speed he dropped down onto all fours and ran under a tunnel of roots.

"Yeah! Too bad mister Max!" the human ran even faster but this time to the right, away from the root tunnel. Tuk raised her brow as she watched him run up to a nearby tree and quickly begin climbing up.

"...Pollix get out of there! He's gonna-!"

"GROUNDERS! Got ya Pollix!"

"Darn it!" growled the cub from tunnel.

"Okay I guess it is entertaining." Tuk smiled.

...

By the 20 minute mark more than half the younglings were tired and sitting in the shade with Max. Tuk and Marl still in their spot. Kim and a few others on the ground running around.

"...wanna change spots?"

"Sure, how about that sunny spot over there?"

"Looks good."

"...wait. They're planning something."

"Who?"

"Kim and Piper." Marl pointed and true enough the adult was whispering something to the child while occasionally glancing towards them...while leaving just the smallest bit of space between them. When the girl smiled and nodded Kim grinned as well and together sprinted towards the tree they were on.

But rather than try and climb it as they had thought they would do, Kim turned and squatted against the tree.

Knee, shoulder, then waiting for Kim to stand, and finally using the adults palms as the final step Piper jumped and grabbed the lowest vine.

Piper was now it.

Piper was now scaling the tree like a prolemuris. The human youngling turned and swung her body in ways that the older humans couldn't and thus helped her go higher and higher.

"...We should start climbing."

"Way ahead of you!"

....

Together the humans managed to tag Tuk as she was a larger target than Marl.

With Kim's help Piper could reach the lowest vine or branch and from there she was set. granted she was not as fast as them but she had knocked down vines for others to climb so as to tag Tuk and Marl, the only two haven't been it yet!

A tragedy that must be corrected!!

The trees were no longer safe for the na'vi or ursa nor were the ground as that was the adult's domain.

While Tuk was bigger than the adult and therefore could outpace her she hadn't realized how committed human adults are to games. Even if it was children's game.

Deliberately Kim would go after Marl, the slower of the two, and make a show of almost catching them. Tuk, not wanting her friend to be it would always try to reach Marl first and carry them away. An abrupt stop would be Tuk's only warning before the human turned towards her and lunged.

If that didn't work then she would use the smallest youngling's affections to her advantage. Thrice she had ordered Anwred and Tarlak to hug her legs thus slowing her down.

"...I'm done..."

"Me too..."

"You guys did good, miss Kim hardly ever uses Piper in grounders." smiles Pollix.

"How does she do that? I mean, Spider, my human friend, can do that too but he grew up doing that. So how does Piper do it?"

"Apparently she has other teachers that taught her how to that and is just one of those humans whose better at climbing than others."

"Yeah! She used to climb miss Kim and mister Max all the time! Right onto their shoulders!" chirped Xw.

"She's a little spider monkey alright." said Kim walking over with said spider monkey clinging onto her back smiling rather proudly.

"...darn spider monkey." muttered Marl while Tuk laughed.

[queerstones]

after watching nanon and gun’s non-bl shows (which make a MASSIVE part of their respective body of works) and even knowing that nanon will probably never do a bl again, IF he ever does give it another chance, i want nanon and gun to play more confident, charming guys with just the right amount of cockiness and ocassional bursts of righteous anger because they do it SO well and look so fucking hot while they’re at it. gun in the gifted when he’s punching people>> and nanon in the jungle when he’s conning people>>>> please please let gun be THE cool guy while off plays a more tired loser-ish character for a change and let nanon be in a plot-driven bl where he’s doing all kinds of cool shit while also wooing his love interest!!

[fleetingmirage]

I had the dubious urge to practice line drawing, which was (as it tends to be for me) a horrible mistake. You can clearly see the parts I lost patience with and just started painting over, hahaha...ha.

Anyway. The idea for this one is it is right after the fleet of Pact ships, lead by Trahearne, is disabled by Mordremoth's vines. I always enjoyed the idea of a Mordremoth-corrupted Malyck, under the Jungle Dragon's orders, being the one who finds him among the rubble. Our poor Firstborn is alone and disoriented (or maybe Malyck/other Mordrem have picked off any nearby survivors).

Malyck, pulling an injured Trahearne from the battered remains of his ship, tells him with vicious delight how his beloved Pact is vanquished. Not only that, but any survivors have surely abandoned him, after his foolish order to fire into the forests of Mordremoth's domain.

"Your Pact is gone, Marshal. You led them right into the Heart of Maguuma."

Malyck triumphantly presents Trahearne to Mordremoth - certain the Firstborn will soon turn and join them, given his weakened mental state due to his failure to protect the Pact.

[notonlymice]

rumbelle + jumanji au moodboard

[chickenmcnuggies]

I finally got to the point of the game I can reasonably recruit a lot of people, including a randomly generated baboon village, where i got like 6 people actually following me, but unbeknownst to me i missed the part in one of their names that said "queen of surawan" when i recruited her, so imagine my surprise when i go one screen up and see 20 other random baboons ALSO following me.

poor two headed boar never stood a fucking chance

[boilercity]

The scream button exists so I can throw tantrums when I'm doing poorly and that's it

[lily-ohfally]

WoL QotD: Do you relate/associate any flower any flower with your WoL and if so, what does it symbolize if anything?

Follow up: What made you pick the flower?

[rosemaryfuckingwalten]

crass

[mammett-center]

I'm constantly waffling about if Doc is Marty's T supplier, because it's like.

Pros:

- It's cute

Cons:

- Doc is/was a physicist, not a biochemist.

However. Maybe I can justify it with "if he can find a contact to get him plutonium, he can probably find a contact to give him a culture of bacteria with the gene to make testosterone" (I even fucking googled if that technology existed then, and yes, they were using bacteria to produce human hormones (namely insulin) as early as 1982) (idk I'm assuming mad scientists take commissions)

[hyperfixated-maybe]

eepy but I wanna finishthis fic

[ebitenpura]

i miss Eight. but i can't stop playing ffxiv

[oraoraorihara]

[whatyoutaughtwasfear]

everybody drop what youre doing and go buy the remastered version of croc: legend of the gobbos