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#Wolf 21
heckyeahponyscans · 2 years
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Heyy random and all g if you wanna ignore, but do you know anywhere good to actually learn about wolves and their social shit, wanna know how wolves actually work and idk what is legit or "the alpha is the daddy-" bs lmao
I recommend the books of Rick McIntyre, whose written several non-fiction biographies of notable Yellowstone wolves! Including "The Reign of Wolf 21".
(Wolf 21 was the male wolf who was first the mate of Wolf 40, and later Wolf 42. He had a very strong bond with Wolf 42.)
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jorbinkles · 4 months
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"The Hunter" jujutsu kaisen fanart. Ink and paint on paper.
Honestly one of my favorite scenes from the series, the new episode adapted it so well. I might do more fanart of this scene tbh (since I'm not particularly fond of how this turned out)
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palaeosinensis · 4 months
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To my general shock it seems I have not actually uploaded this piece to Tumblr before. Way back in 2021 things were...very dark and bad. I lost three family members and a companion their equal in about a year. Three of them in about four months. There was and still is a lot of baggage tangled up in there. I was painting my character Ama Tala (The mother of all wolves) thinking somber thoughts on the winter solstice. My grandmother died that night. It gives me a lot to think about every year. Last embers. Long cold nights. Sparks. New beginnings. Growing days. Happy Winter Solstice.
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woolblossom-archive · 8 months
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redraw! currently still in my shop :)
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Derek, driving up to Scott: Get in, now. Scott: Why should I? Derek: Just get in the car, Scott. Scott: [stands there, silently] Derek: Get in the fucking car. Scott: Nope. Not until you ask nicely. Derek: ... Please get in the car.
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neonarboretumart · 1 year
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🎉🥳HAPPY BIRTHDAY SUPERSTAR🥳🎉
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Hey, fun nugget, I MADE IT TO 21!!!!! I’m still shook, if I’m honest. I made it to 21 in the midst of a pandemic that impacts most strongly folks like me that are immune compromised and immune suppressed, disabled, and sick. Okay, so maybe my 21st year could’ve gone better so far, I’m now about 70% bedbound and stuck upstairs, but I’m ALIVE and I’ve not ended up in hospital yet!
Now I’ve just gotta make it to the next one.
[Image Description: The image is a traditional illustration of the characters from Five Nights at Freddy’s: Security Breach. The four main animatronics are crowded around a present box that’s bursting open, a spring and confetti coming out of it. The small bear animatronic, Helpy, is leaping from the box. He has a big round badge with ‘21’ on it on his chest. ‘Happy Birthday Superstar’ is written at the top of the piece, made to look like neon lights. Montgomery Gator is doing fingerguns and blowing a party blower. Glamrock Freddy is beaming happily, wearing a striped party hat. Glamrock Chica is wearing a spotty party hat. Roxanne Wolf is laughing, she has a red party hat on. End Description]
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kanismajor · 6 months
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inktober day 21 / chains
the predator—that hunts the weak—becomes the prey before long
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meetmeinhellcroutons · 5 months
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Aabria Iyengar i am kissing you on the fucking mouth. i am outside your house with a gun. i am tattooing your name on the inside of my lungs
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kat-and-their-cats · 9 months
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I really had a whole moment going I wonder when the plant monster is coming back then at the end of the episode the Plant Monster revealed that it was in the vents stealing tools.
Then the entire next episode was Minkowski losing her mind hunting it.
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beforeiwakecomic · 10 months
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[Next] 🌙 [Title] 🌙 [Previous]
Whoops! Long time no see! Updates still sporadic, but I do have a couple pages ready.
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nonbayanary · 1 year
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these two definitely listen to Set It Off
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whumble-beeee · 7 months
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Whumptember 2023, Day 21
“Take me with you”
Failed escape | Stumbling | Too weak to move
The Bee's Whumptember Masterlist
~1080 words
CW: (implied) inhuman whumper, knife to throat, brief passing out, claws, blood, death threat
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Whumpee felt the cool steel of a blade pressing into their throat, not quite enough to draw blood, but more than enough to keep their rigid back pinned to Whumper’s chest as the beast’s other arm snaked under their armpit, clawing into their chest with unbelievably sharp nails and barely restrained strength. Whumpee held their arms out shakily to the sides in a show of surrender, stock still so not to agitate the various sharps threatening their bite.
“Seems we’re at a crossroads, then, doesn’t it Leader?” Whumper drawled, eyes flashing. Scientist cowered behind Leader until only their eyes were visible, trembling, staring straight at Whumpee. 
Leader crinkled their nose at Whumper, putting a hand out protectively to shield Scientist while the other leveled at Whumper, blue sparkles and lightning bolts dancing threateningly across their fingers.
“We aren’t here for Whumpee. We’re here for Scientist.” they said through clenched teeth.
All the air left Whumpee’s lungs. “W-wait, wait… Leader, you’re not… You…”
Whumper tilted the blade of the knife upward, and Whumpee’s chin was forced to follow suit. Whumpee felt Whumper’s own chin tilt up in regard to Leader, snarling, teeth bared.
“You would trade the life of one team member for the intellect of another?”
Whumper’s hold momentarily relaxed on Whumpee, but they were too busy fighting off the throbbing in their ears and sudden encroaching darkness at the edges of their vision to take advantage of it.
“Yes.”
The knife hit the ground with a deafening clatter. A quiet growl sounded from Whumper's throat, primal and all-consuming as it rumbled through Whumpee, straight through their bones and into the core of their being. Their claws bore into the soft flesh of Whumpee’s chest, and Whumpee cried out, arms flying up to clutch at the huge arm now squeezing their sternum so hard their ribs may as well just shatter.
“Leader! Leader please!” they screamed, broken out of the stupor that had previously enchanted them, tears mixing into the blood now streaming down their. “Don’t leave me here! I can’t–”
Whumper’s arm tore out and toppled Whumpee to the ground, somehow landing them on their hands and knees at Whumper’s feet. Whumper grabbed their jaw before they could even hope to recover and forced their gaze into their own.
“If you’re going to beg,” they growled, eyes filled with what could have been actual fire. “Do it right. On your knees. Get me my scientist.”
They shoved Whumpee’s face away and Whumpee swiveled around on their knees to face Leader. Leader just stared at them, eyes as steely as if they were still glaring at Whumper, save the slight wince when Whumpee let out a whine. The sparkling magic at their fingertips had turned a dangerous dark purple, still aimed right at Whumper above them. Why hadn’t Leader just left yet?
They strained to face Whumper again, which earned them a kick in the side that made them double over themself, a new wave of dizziness blanketing their consciousness.
“Beg.”
Whumpee forced their gaze back up to Leader, not even bothering to uncurl from their ball of misery.
“Leader,” they wheezed, shuddering. “Y-you can’t just–”
“You knew the risks when you came on this mission, Whumpee. This was always a possibility.”
“I didn’t know, I didn’t know…” Tears dripped off their chin and soaked the floor under them.
“Whumpee,” Leader commanded, as if their very name would convince them that this was the best and only way. They prompted: “The needs of the many…”
Whumpee knew this. Knew this by heart. “... outweigh the needs of the… the few,” they squeaked. Their arms burned. The cold floor bore into their knees. They wanted to go home.
They sobbed to the floor. “Please… Please do-on't leave me. Fight for me. Take me with you”
No answer.
Whumpee looked up. Their breath hitched. The door swung closed softly. They couldn’t tear their gaze away.
Whumper screamed and grabbed them by the scruff, and Whumpee howled out, hands flying up and around to the back of their neck to claw uselessly at the iron grip. Whumper just grabbed their wrists and slammed them face first into the nearest wall, arms pinned above their head while Whumper’s other hand still squeezed into the back of their neck, pulling at their windpipe slightly as Whumpee hunched their shoulders as high as possible to try to accommodate the amount of skin Whumper held within their grasp. Whumpee finally stopped screeching when Whumper pulled them back and slammed their face into the wall once more. They could swear they saw droplets of blood flying through the air as their eyes bulged and they gasped for breath.
“This is all your fault.” Whumper hissed into their ear. “Make this any more difficult for me and I’ll kill you where you stand.”
Whumpee nodded as much as they could. Whumper’s hand effectively braced their head from moving much more, squeezing on either side so hard they started to feel lightheaded. 
Whumper let go of Whumpee’s wrists and slammed their head down into the ground. A flash of all colors and a metallic taste shooting silver strings through the top of their mouth, leading straight into the adrenaline fuelled black out filled with nothing but lightning bolts of agony shooting through their body. Their ribs screamed out in agony. And their stomach. And their legs. And everything. They tried to scramble back, but their back hit a wall. The basest of primal urges told them to claw out, to fight back, scratch into whatever was hurting them and don’t stop until it’s dead. But a louder voice screamed at them to just curl up into a ball and take it. Fighting back would only get them killed. Or maybe that was Whumper’s rage-fuelled yelling. Whatever. Whumpee stayed half curled in a catatonic stupor on the floor, and Whumper kept up the assault.
Eventually, the beating must have stopped. Whumpee was pulled to their feet by the back of their shirt. They stumbled and fell back to their knees in a daze as Whumper pushed them forward. Another growl. Intense pressure on the sides of their neck again, pulling them up, pushing them forward. Had their hands always been this red?
“You had better pray to whatever gods your kind believe in that you can fix your enormous botch up.” Whumper snarled in their ear, leading them further into their lair. There was only half a chance Whumpee even heard them.
“Or pray to those gods that you keel over before I’m done with you.”
@whumptember
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woolblossom-archive · 8 months
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[Stiles is being interviewed for the FBI] Interviewer: I took the liberty of pulling up your high school records, and it says here that you're still a virgin. Stiles: It says that?! Interviewer: No. I just assumed, due to your many years on the honor roll and your membership to the juggling squad. Stiles: ... It's the Juggling Society, but it's fine.
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cinemajunkie70 · 1 year
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A very happy birthday to Benicio Del Toro!
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nommedtail · 8 months
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people at kurogames really like cats lol one of pgr's official merch on their taobao is a feral scent 21 cat scratch house
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