prehistoric looking

how some people honestly think prehistoric society was

Prehistoric Hunter-Gatherer female: Look gerald it really is simple, these berries are Blood Orange and safe to eat and these ones are Vermilion and are poisonous

Prehistoric Hunter-Gatherer Male: Me only see red, me only think in terms of “thing to club” and “thing not to club” ooga ooga


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Welp i said what i was going to do and so behold! Giraffes! Plesiosaurs! Giant Sea Turtles! AND MOST IMPORTANTLY A FAT PUG!!!! (to apologise for the giant arachnid. Have fun slaying that thing.) 

  • Mayura, (Peacock)
  • Gerfauntz, (Giraffe)
  • Niseag, (Plesiosaur)
  • Zaratan, (Sea Turtles/Archelon)
  • The Nope, (Whip Scorpion)
  • Grimble, (Pug)

There will be more (I know @shoddymoddy and @niklisson both want cat grimm). Honestly, I’d end up doing an entire post on prehistoric and deep sea grimm because that map of Remnant has a lot of water and many islands so naturally there would be grimm to reflect the animals in those environments. 

Who’s up for Jurassic Remnant >v> ?

Also check out @ask-team-clst and their Big Book of Grimm tag, as they’ve done bios for the first batch of grimm (x)

42: Ropen

A sort of bioluminescent Pterosaur?

Made me think maybe the white reflects any moonlight or anything shining at night, iunno. :O

Requested by: jackiecous


“Kid, you look hella rustic. And people make fun of my sweater…”

One time I thought “What if monsters, after banished undergroud, developed their technology so far, that Frisk looked almost prehistoric for them?” So then the idea of Cybertale was born, taking place in cyberpunk underground. To mix in, Frisk had to change their looks into something more up to “Underground’s age” (but they refused to give away their sweater), and Sans just wore whatever he liked. That includes the warm wool sweater that other monsters call “outdated”. Not sure if I should design other monsters into this alternative universe, or should i forget it all.

I’m starting to feel way too saturated with whiskey, Kinfolk magazine, latte hearts, handwritten bible verses, succulents, denim overalls, hands holding out dripping ice cream cones against white brick walls, the over-fetishization of beards (I have a personal theory that the beard is the new fedora, worn almost exclusively by vapid men who are trying to appear interesting), denim on denim, towering stacks of pancakes, tobacco pipes, Stumptown, firewood stacks, halved citrus fruits, adding that obnoxious fade to all of your photos, and bison. 

I mean, there’s nothing wrong with liking those things, and I’m not immune to a handsome bison or a prehistoric-looking succulent, but I feel like that’s all I’m seeing nowadays! C'mon hivemind! Let’s get original! 

(This curmudgeonly moment brought to you by the Thursday before a long weekend)

My entire life is spent tripping over myself as I struggle between just telling people “I like dinosaurs” or going into an exhaustive, week-long explanation on the three billion years of cool prehistoric life that isn’t dinosaurs