it’s national dino day!! >:]
update (this post has been in queue): apparently it’s dinosaur MONTH now!! happy dinosaur AND pride month!! >:]
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This little guy wants to tell you something..
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I do find it very funny that people are tagging this thing with paleoart and stuff
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The trickster speaks in dead voices. Perhaps the old man knows it's a lie. Perhaps he can't bear to let her memory die with the rest of the world.
Villains (or at least one of them is) for a concept thesis film I've been playing with about an egg that hatches after the K-Pg extinction. An old, blind Quetzalcoatlus lured in and commanded by an opportunistic Troodon that uses mimicry to speak in the voice of the old man's dead mate.
Unable to let go of his grief, he acts as a weapon for his companion in exchange for their sight and hearing her voice again.
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Bi-nosaur
(I referenced a Troodon for this; excuse me for any inaccuracies, I'm not exactly a paleoartist.)
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sora and some little guys!!!
the fellas are all based on various other KH characters ^o^
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Favorite scene from “ice worlds” in Prehistoric Planet
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okay NOW we have the end of the tour!
this is a doodle of Bo (she/her), she is a member of The Runaway Tyrant who used to be a part of another ship but was rescued because their ship was destroyed
another doodle of Max (they/them) looking mischievous >:3c
some dino ocs I kinda have but don’t really have much for yet KDNDJFNF
this is uhhhh based on a meme if you know you know
felt like drawing Lolbit :>
and last but not least, I have this unfinished drawing of Vanny I’m still proud of based on something I saw on TikTok!
that’s the end of the tour (until next time), I hope y’all liked it!! >:3c
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Here are some dino drawing requests I made. ;')
Commissions | DeviantArt | Ko-fi 🌿
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FEBUZOIC DAY 1
Canada - Danian stage, 66Ma before present
Last year, the world ended.
A female troodontid wanders through a burned-out forest, scrounging through the ash for any scrap of food to eat, occasionally stopping and calling out to something that is not there. Her feathers are unkempt and her movements are pained; she is not well. This time last year, the spring had yielded a plethora of fruits and flowers for her to feast on, along with the small birds and mammals that completed her diet. Then there was a huge flash, and a thunderous wave of sound that knocked her off her feet, and the world had been changed forever.
The summer was cold and barren, broken only by forest fires. The autumn was no different, and the winter was worse. This spring has brought no relief, grey and ashen rather than green and bountiful. Troodontids band together in times of high stress, but she has not seen another of her her kind in 6 months, only secretive little mammals living on roots and hibernating insects and scrawny birds searching for seeds, both too elusive for her to tackle in her weakened state. Dormancy is the key to survival in this post-apocalypse, either waiting it out or depending on others who are. She can do neither.
She calls out to the dead forest again, hoping that others of her kind are out there. Her cries are met only with the noise of the cold, ash-heavy wind.
By the next morning, the forest has gone silent
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