#binchicken

[36yearoldpplater]

Gliding #binchicken #ibis #bird #inflight #abcmyphoto #nature #birdwatch #birdwatching #sa #southaustralia #southaus #canoncamera #canoncameras #canon400d #400d #photooftheday #photography #wynnvaledam #flying #gliding https://www.instagram.com/p/CoYo3hTpfwc/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[saintbeckett]

It's that time of year again. The Christmas Bin Chicken will visit you when you're eating. Well any time of year really. #merrychristibis #christmas #ibis #binchicken #art #watercolour #presents #santa https://www.instagram.com/p/CmY7tFthlGD/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[gutless-jim]

First tumblr post, and it's Curse Birds! I'll post some Manta stuff later on. I should post Curse Birds content too later on, in case I get any new followers on here in the future. I like how you can do so much with ordering the images! A little clunky with a mouse but its cool, especially just coming from having to choose only four of these to post to Twit. Viewing the feed on the phone as well, it feels a lot more image/media centric. I will have to see whether I will try and keep up posting the same thing over all socials, or if I will use them slightly differently. I can see this site being used more like a blog, where people follow for quicker and more detailed updates. We'll see. Long live the tumbler

[thomasdynephotography]

Bin chickens.

[exploresmallworlds]

some of the photos that I took last year and some of the things that I have written about in the progress of my blog that I update every week exploring small worlds in Sydney (and occasionally beyond)

[reisegruppekaenguru]

Brisbane - Day 1

Soo, soo viele Eindrücke auf einmal, man weiß nicht wo man anfangen soll

.. aber vllt einfach beim Aufstehen. Nach etwas Snoozen kamen die meisten dann doch besser aus dem Bett als gedacht. Dennis und Lea haben motiviert die Beschaffung von Frühstück und SIM-Karten gemeistert. Nach der ersten Busfahrt war dann auch dem letzten von uns klar, wie krass freundlich die Australier sind. Die Menschen am Ticketschalter waren super hilfsbereit und ihr glaubt es nicht aber hier bedankt sich JEDER beim Busfahrer!

Auch Brisbane ist eine total schöne, saubere Stadt mit einem überraschend gelungenen Mix aus tollen Altbauten und modernen Glaswolkenkratzern. An jeder Ecke findet man Kunst, schattige Sitzmöglichkeiten für Jedermann, Wasserspender oder andere Kleinigkeiten, die der Stadt einen so angenehmen und freundlichen Touch verleihen. Fähren statt Bussen, Binchicken (riesiger, weißer Vogel!) statt Tauben, Strelizien und Calathea statt Buchsbaum.

Das Highlight des Tages "Southbank", ein freier Pool mit Strand mitten in der Stadt am Fluss.

PS: Unten gehts noch weiter mit einem weiteren Beitrag mit neuen Fotos ⬇️

[tsmafia]

Quick Sketch Called Bin Chicken Season #adobephotoshop #staedtler #inked #Binchicken #Comic #illustration #quicksketch

[gallama]

Don’t mess with the Bra-Binchickens gang!! #brabinchickens #2035 (at Heffron Park) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnSupW1hjEA/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[taliesyne]

This looks deep, and so does the ocean!! #SmilingTim #SmilingTimmy #headonastick #adventure @swellsculpture #binchicken #swellfestival #swellsnap2022 #swellfestival2022 #sculpture #artist #artsy #instaart #instagood #gallery #masterpiece #creative #photooftheday #instaartist #artoftheday #abstract #art #abstractart #stayabstract #instaabstract #photography #beach #festival #sunnyday #camera (at SWELL Sculpture Festival) https://www.instagram.com/p/CihOOBUBF8q/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[yeastymuffin]

In less than 2 hours it's friday but here we goooo (thank u for the tag BinChicken!)

WIP thursday WEDNESDAY

Tagging @paperstomach because I'm sure he's got something cooking

Hint got me inspired to write a superhero brittana AU, which I'm trying to make progress in but life's busy so I have like 3 paragraphs.

Anyway, in this universe Santana is a government paladin (the closest thing to a superhero) and Britt is a YouTuber. Shit will go down, but I haven't written that yet, so enjoy this drabble of YouTuber Brittany.

Credits to Hint for the Fondue for Tube name. And also, I don't think this fits in the timeline I've created anymore, but whatevs

Brittany, wearing an oversized chef’s hat, places Lord Tubbington on the side of the frame and puts a cat sized chef’s hat on his head. It sags to one side, completely blocking the view from his left eye, but Lord Tubbington doesn’t seem bothered.

Cut

“Hi, I’m Brittany S. Pierce and this is my YouTube channel Fondue for Tube.” She says with a wide grin. “I wanted to film this yesterday, but a paladin was fighting nearby and the alarm wouldn’t go off.” Brittany grimaces, the constant, strident sound of the day before still ringing in her ears. “Let’s hope today will stay quiet.”

In that moment, Lord Tubbington yawns. His chef’s hat falls on the counter.

“He says the fight was boring, because Vociferous is amazing and kicked the mutant’s ass. Anyway, today, we are making protein blueberry banana nut muffins!” She taps on the box in front of her. “That’s a whole mouthful to say, so I hope I’m still hungry by the time we’re done. Okay so, first, we need to get some vegetable oil.” She turns around and opens the cabinets from left to right, trying to find the vegetable oil that’s clearly placed next to the stove.

Meanwhile, Lord Tubbington scoots over the counter to carefully sniff the bright yellow box with one singular muffin on it. Protein is printed in thick black letters in an arch above the muffin. He then tries to paw it off the counter. Brittany notices it just in time.

(technically Thursday because of the time zone)

I did this a few weeks ago but haven't really done it lately so thought I'd do it today. I've got so many WIPs tbh so it's hard to pick just one (also I made a nice little cover art thingy for it on canva so gonna do this more regularly)

Tagging: @unholy-fabray, @yeasymuffin, @dedenneblogs, @lansangprincess, @blossoms-and-possums and anyone else who wants to share their WIPs.

General premise: this is a snippet from the Harper McLean character study I'm working on (Harmerie endgame of course). It was a hard choice between that, more of chapter 3 of i'm open to falling from grace and chapter 6 of stranded on the line where i lost you. This is a (mostly) canon-compliant fic and the part I've written so far contains references to ice addiction, alcohol and intravenous drug use.

Sneak preview under the cut

21st November, 2007

Harper McLean is born at 10:30pm in the back of her mum’s older sister Michelle’s old Holden Commodore, in the waning hours of a neighbourhood get-together.  There’s still a dent on the car from New Years 2000, when her dad ‘borrowed’ it and accidentally hit a tree.  It’s unregistered, unroadworthy, the paint is peeling in places, and someone put a Kevin-07 sticker on it a few weeks ago without asking, but Justin McLean and Nicole Webster didn’t really plan to have the baby today of all days.  

Michelle and Nicole are the only sober people at this party, and Michelle’s the only one with a car, albeit one that shouldn’t touch a road, ever.  

None of them realised that there was going to be a baby to plan for at all until a couple months ago.  

Had they known, Nicole would have probably tried to give up partying, booze and smoking much, much earlier.  Her first thought as she’s going into labour in the back of Michelle’s car is how much she really, really wants a fucking cigarette right now.  

Or something stronger.

After all, if Justin can be high out of his mind for the birth of his first child, why can’t Nicole?

Against her own wishes, she resists temptation and stays sober.  Someone has to.  Michelle puts on the radio as the baby girl makes her grand entrance.  The speakers are muffled, and the signal is fuzzy, but she can faintly make out ‘Rehab’ by Amy Winehouse.  

Michelle, seeing how exhausted her sister is, asks Justin to cut the cord before they go to the hospital together.  Justin is ranting about ghosts and home invaders and John Howard and God knows what else.  His voice grows louder and louder and more and more agitated.  As her eyes meet the familiar scar on Justin’s arm, his favourite injection site, Michelle wonders if he even realises he has a child now.  

She cuts the cord with a set of nail clippers from her handbag and briefly considers letting Justin hold the baby, his daughter, but he can barely stand, and his words come out slurred and disconnected.  

Truthfully, she’s not sure if she should let this man within ten metres of her newborn niece.  She’s not sure what possessed her sister to sleep with him in the first place.

Probably the same thing that’s coursing through his veins right now, she thinks. 

Nicole was always an avid reader, at least before she hit puberty and she started hanging out with the local dropkicks and doing drugs, all while things turned to shit at home.  Mum died, then Dad succumbed to his own substance abuse problems and went to jail, and so Michelle and Nicole were passed around from relative to relative until they settled with Nanna Louise.  It was the closest thing either of them had to a stable home, but they soon learned that nothing lasts forever.  Nanna Louise died, and things went from bad to worse.  Knowing that going to school wouldn’t pay the bills, Michelle dropped out to become a florist.  Nicole was different; there was a time when she wanted to go to uni and become a teacher.  She wanted to travel the world and marry a handsome man, have a nice house, two kids, a dog and a white picket fence.  But that was then, and this is now.

She, like her sister, dropped out of school in year ten.  She’s unemployed.  There’s no dog, no white picket fence.  The only income she has comes from Centrelink, and, more often than not, it’s used to fund Justin’s drug habit.  Her life didn’t exactly turn out like she pictured it.

Well, almost.  She has her daughter, who’s tiny, but who has her mother’s eyes and nose.  They get to the hospital, and as the nurses clean the new baby up and keep an eye on the new mother, Michelle goes outside to smoke a cigarette.

When Nicole eventually comes to, Michelle asks, “What are you going to call her?”

“I was going to name her after Nanna Louise,” Nicole says, frowning.  “She doesn’t really look like a Louise, though.”

Michelle contemplates asking if Justin has any ideas, but she knows he’s not sober enough to contribute anything productive to the conversation.  “No, she doesn’t,” she agrees.  “She looks like you.”

“You think so?”

“Yeah.  She’s got your nose,” Michelle says.  “And your eyes, I think.”

Nicole smiles.  She looks at her sleeping infant and says, “Harper.  Harper Louise McLean.”

[saintbeckett]

Merry ChristIbis. #christmas #ibis #binchicken #binchickensofinstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/CX4T1gVh-Zs/?utm_medium=tumblr

[redwolf]

Disagreement by Red Wolf

[rainbowslowpoke]

Hello Tumblr I am back to share my fancy binchicken with you all

Just need to get the flowers and highlights done and then he's all done 👌👌

[sami-sparrow]

New Years Day was a hell of a time! Enjoy a picture of us before we died from sunburn and heat stroke 🥵 @cyndislick #beach #stkildabeach #binchicken #ibis #blowupbinchicken #inflatableibis #cooked #kickons #nye #newyearsday #fun #babes #gothsatthebeach #newyearnewsunburn #newyearwhodis (at St Kilda Beach) https://www.instagram.com/p/BsHJ_KIFfBr/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=bjr6ubr36b7l

[mulgatheartist]

Was great to paint with the students at @staugsydney this week. Thanks to Robyn and the gang for the hospitality and @permaplastik for the colours 🙏🖌️. #mulgatheartist #muralart #streetart #panda #dolphin #wombat #binchicken #cockatoo #koala #staugustine (at St Augustine's College - Sydney) https://www.instagram.com/p/BuaxYs1gr9s/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=17f27imgnlqoj

[reloveoxley]

Try Chairman Mao's Extra Fried Rice Today! #silkart #astitchintime #feelinartsy #vintage #orientaldecor #binchicken #reloveoxley #brisbanesbigggestrange #oxleysbestbrew #open730till2 #comesayhi (at Relove Oxley) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cclv7VHvfku/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=