#MOA

[nemfrog]

Heavy-footed moa, Pachyornis elephantopus. Tierleben : allgemeine Kunde des Tierreichs. v.6. 1911.

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[boobookittenartblog]

Giant Moa by Zdenek Burian 

[paleoart]

I just realized that apparently I never shared this series here on Tumblr??  

I call it Living Paintings, as they are recreations of extinct animals that some artists actually saw and painted from memory, a long time ago.

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[viasdreams]

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soobin as your loser bff !! (he want you so bad)

a/n: does this make me a loser since i just made him like all the things i like??? 😞 also bunny girl senpai being his fav anime will never not make me laugh

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[helpallthenamesaretaken]

i raise you: percy tying his camp necklace around annabeth's neck before she goes on the mark of athena quest.

[knuppitalism-with-ue]

Results from the Flocking #paleostream

Han solo, Tameryraptor, Rhizodus and Dinornis.

And yes, there is a trilobite relative that is named Han solo, no joke.

[aficionadoenthusiast]

"annabeth's abusive! she judo flipped percy!" y'all they grew up in a combat camp. they trained together. they probably practiced that move on each other. they've been fighting side by side for so long that they can perfectly complement each other by predicting the other's movements. the judo flip was a show of trust and a reassurance that they were still in tune after half a year apart.

[liesmultixxx]

losing my mind at “Percy is everything to me”

also you’re literally talking to the wise girl alright 🙄 what she says goes

[y2kneko]

[cypressure]

flocking 1/17 -- Han solo, Tameryraptor, Rhizodus, Dinornis

[demigod-shenanigans]

Leo buddy you wanna run the fact that you don’t pay attention to what other guys look like because you hang out with Jason by us again or? 🤨🏳️‍🌈

“Unlike Jason I will never pull a girl with how hot I am. Also I’m not going to think about the fact that I just called Jason hot. That’s a perfectly reasonable best friend observation.”

Also you know who does like you for your looks and personality and laughs at even your lamest jokes?

[despazito]

zoology joke

[darksilvania]

MOAICE [Moa + Moai +Ice] Ice The Moa Pokemon -Evolves from EISCUE with an Ice Stone Abilities: Ice Face Dex: "Its large ice head resembles ancient monoliths from a distant land, this mysterious connection is still being investigated by researchers. Despite its large size and having to carry its large ice head around, it moves remarkably fast thanks to its long and strong legs.” Moveset: -Glacial Wreck >Ice type / pwr 130 / acc 90 / pp 5 "The user tackles its opponent with its giant ice head, this causes its ice head to break” >This move can’t be used if the pokemon doesn’t have its ice head >This move may leave the opponent frozen -Icicle Crash -Ice Spinner -Snowscape

I had a dumb idea for an EISCUE evolution and had to see it through, this came to me when I was thinking "What would happen if we could sculpt the ice block on EISCUE's head into another shape and things just kept going from there

MOAICE, as the name suggests, its based on the Moa, an extinct giant flightless bird from New Zealand mixed with the Moai, the giant monolithic sculptures from Rapa Nui / Eastern Island

[ghiblixie]

you gave me an orange ohajiko, in the warmth of spring . . .

◌ ៸៸៸ ♩ I lied down and smiled the time I yearned idly passes by

[sillylittlespam]

say you wanna quit, don’t be stupid ! leo valdez x reader

summary : in which leo stupidly puts himself in danger under the assumption that no one on the argo ii cares. but when he comes back alive, he realizes (y/n) cares.

author’s note! this is short and based on an idea i had last night soooo enjoy!

warnings : cursing, leo is borderline(?) suicidal (canon tbh argue with the wall), may or may not have a sequel idk

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Leo had a habit of being reckless. It wasn’t as if he actively looked for ways to almost die, he just didn’t have that much to live for. Not in the attention-seeking, “no one cares about me” kind of way, just that for most of his life he didn’t have anyone who would be particularly distraught if he died.

He had assumed that was the way things still were, despite his change in scenery. Building the Argo II had earned him a bit of cred amongst the other crew members, but it was still an unspoken agreement that everyone had their thing going on, and Leo had his. With all of the couples and lifelong friends, Leo just didn’t fit into any of that, and he had accepted it. 

Which was why he didn’t think twice before nearly sacrificing himself during a monster attack. After a straight week of flying, Festus needed a break, otherwise the ship might just stop moving and pummel into the Mediterranean Sea. Thus, they made a pit stop on some Mediterranean island that Leo didn’t know the name of. 

He didn’t remember exactly how it happened, just that he ended up being the one to try and lure the monster away, before ultimately introducing it to its fire-y doom. There was the large chance that the monster would pummel him or slice him open with its poisonous claws (he still wasn’t exactly sure what kind of monster it was, but he learned the hard way that a scratch from the claws made his head spin sideways and his vision go blurry), but he didn’t mind. Either he came back alive, or… well, it wasn’t something he thought about too much. 

He wasn’t surprised to see the looks of relief that came over everyone’s face at the sight of his very much alive body. Yeah, they cared. But not too much. 

He let Piper drag him down to a sitting position and began to apply some sort of ointment on to the slash across his shoulder that sat dangerously close to his neck. The ointment had a cooling sensation, like when you put toothpaste on your lips. He had to blink a couple times in order to focus his eyes. He suddenly realized he felt hot. Very hot. And his arms felt very heavy.

“…definitely out of it,” Piper said, and he turned his attention back to her, flinching at the sight of her face far too close to him, “-must have some sort of toxin…bet he doesn’t even know what’s going on.”

“Yes I do,” he muttered. His voice sounded loud in his ears, as if it were competing with the drum beat of his heart.

Piper turned her head back to him, “Whadja say?”

He knew she had heard him, so he didn’t bother repeating himself. His eyes scanned the group that hovered just out of reach. Their eyes held concern, not for him, but for how they would’ve felt had he not survived. He looked across the crowd again, and again, and again, and his face fell. Where was (y/n)?

“Does it hurt? Sorry,” Piper muttered, her eyes picking up on his frown as she pressed something against his wound. He didn’t know what on earth she was doing. He had lost sense of any feeling in that side of the body after she had put the ointment on him.

“No, it’s fine,” he said, offhandedly. If there was one person on the Argo II that he thought would care more, it was (y/n). Leo had connected with her because they were the only two who weren’t romantically involved with anyone on the ship, so they had a lot of movie nights and late night discussions on a variety of topics. While he knew they weren’t super close, he liked to think that they were still friends. So where the hell was she?

He looked over the faces again, as if somehow hoping that (y/n) would appear next to them. Hazel, Frank, Jason, Annabeth, Nico. Nico, Annabeth, Jason, Frank, Hazel. Hazel, Frank-

Wait, where was Percy?

“Oh my Gods!” The sound of (y/n)’s cry made him turn his head so quickly it startled Piper and made the side of his body with the cut tingle. Maybe it should hurt? He knew it definitely shouldn’t feel this way. But he didn’t care. Not right now. 

Piper moved out of the way, and before he knew it, (y/n)’s face was buried in his unharmed shoulder, her arms were thrown around his torso, and she was practically sitting on top of him.

Looking over her head, he watched as the other crew members all awkwardly found something else to do. Annabeth walked over to Percy, who had made his appearance by jogging out of the woods, not far behind (y/n).

“She was so frantic, I had to tell her we found him like, three times before she understood,” he said to Annabeth, his eyes meeting Leo’s from around ten feet away, and Leo realized that he was the “he” Percy was referring to, “As soon as I said he was alive, she started running. That girl is fast.”

“Well, whatever that thing injected into him was some sort of venom,” Annabeth said, “We don’t think it’s life-threatening, but he's as high as Olympus and doesn’t know what’s going on.”

Speaking of (y/n), it wasn’t until he noticed the growing wet spot on his shirt that he realized she was crying. A lot.

“Hey, hey, it’s alright,” he wrapped his arms around her. Her arms tightened their hold around his torso, and he winced. He might have a bruised rib. He brought his hand up to pet her hair, like he had done on several previous occasions. Her hair was so soft. It reminded him of a patch of sweet-smelling moss, so comforting and-

Without any notice, (y/n) was on the ground next to him, and she used her hands to shove him. Then she began to hit him, but not hard. At least, he didn’t think so. He couldn’t really feel it.

“The fuck?” he asked, surprised to see the angry look on her face.

“You- stupid- fucking- idiot!” (y/n) yelled, each word coming with another punch, “I thought you died! Why the fuck would you do that to me?”

The hitting had stopped, and she was looking at him as if she wanted a real answer. That made him think. Why did he do that to her?

“I dunno,” he said truthfully, and his lips felt heavy, “I wasn’t thinking.. ‘m sorry, (y/n).”

Watching the way he could barely sit up by himself, the anger slowly drained from (y/n)’s face, until all that was left was a sort of softness that Leo couldn’t place.

“Don’t do that shit ever again,” and suddenly she looked sad. Really sad, like she was about to start crying. She was that distraught over losing him?

“I won’t,” he said, and he meant it. If she cared that much about him… well, he cared too much about her to make her go through that again, “I promise.”

Her lips pressed together in an unstable line, and he opened his arms. Without hesitation, she accepted the invitation and hugged him again, this time her face pressed against his chest, her head tucked under his chin.

“‘m really sorry,” he muttered into her hair, his hand rubbing soft circles into her back. He still felt surprised. He didn’t know he meant this much to her. (y/n) was the type of person who didn’t let a lot of people in, so he knew it was a big deal for her to be holding onto him like he would disappear if she let go.

Percy and Annabeth watched from a good distance away, close enough to see the dazed but sensitive look on Leo’s face as he held (y/n), but far enough that the two demigods couldn’t hear them.

“I remember when we were like that,” Annabeth sighed, a sort of maternal look on her face.

“The one thing that kept me from dying was knowing that if I did, you would find me in the Underworld and make me regret it,” Percy grinned at the unamused stare that he received from his girlfriend.

The couple fell silent as they not-creepily continued to watch (y/n) and Leo.

“How long do you think it’ll take?” Percy asked.

“For them to realize they like each other, or for them to do something about it?” Annabeth asked.

“Both.”

“A long time.”

“This will be interesting.”