#crazy pigeon
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crazypigeonenjoyer · 1 year ago
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STOP THROWING CRABS AT ME
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clover-mouse · 1 year ago
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eehehe happy pride everybody ☘️ from a gender-silly aroace lesbian creature
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beefbirbing · 5 months ago
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PIGEON KISSES
more under the cut cus I'll never be over how sweet they are to each other jegdjdhdhh
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LOOK AT THEM THEY'RE SO IN LOVE
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ahollowgrave · 2 months ago
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-- it feels better biting down.
see also:
Selenite: Go fuck yourself. Sulfur: Fuck me yourself, coward.
Also an additional shot of Selenite's expression because I love how done she looks:
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crazypigeonenjoyer · 10 months ago
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They aerate soil and reduce pest populations in gardens, which can be beneficial if you care about that sort of thing. The only negative thing about moles is that there aren’t any in my country, so I might never be able to see one.
I have returned to once again try to convince you of the preciousness of moles. Just look at them!
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I think Daisy had a book about a mole. When she was wee. Still not sure if I would call them precious, mind. What do moles even do? Mole around? Eat worms, I guess, based on your picture. Anything else?
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personishfive · 1 year ago
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in which his life is like a video game
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ray935sworld · 2 months ago
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New theory:
Vale cursed Marc's new bf but he didn't know that Bez is secretly dating Marc and that's why Bez is flopping his way through 2024!
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pigeon-ponders · 26 days ago
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alex hirsch said there's a "last big secret" that's currently undiscovered in the book of bill. goodbye to all of my other obligations. i'm going back into dipper pines mode until this is solved.
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crazypigeonenjoyer · 4 months ago
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mitskiluvr · 11 months ago
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oh manga rengoku. how i love your bug-eyed bird stare
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bluestempigeons · 1 year ago
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Funny little fellow is an actual pigeon now
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hellishgayliath · 8 months ago
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Took a quick intermission from my project to lay out Clem's design in the bad timeline.
Pico's job in the resistance was being in charge of the birds they had left and using them for scouting and messaging purposes since he and his family are able to understand animal speech (which the best birds for the job are pigeons). After he left the responsibility fell onto Clem's shoulders.
She keeps bird seeds, pens and papers in her little pouch, and has grown attached to the birds she looks after. She even makes quills out of the feathers they drop. She also considers Mikey to be her uncle since she's grown attached to him the most.
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dafodils-on-the-moon · 1 month ago
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Life is short (It’s too goddamn long)
For some people “I could die tomorrow” is barely a whisper. 
For others it's a dread that leaves them paralyzed. 
For some it's a warning to appreciate what you have before it’s gone. 
For some it's a challenge, to live every second of life to its fullest before your time runs out.
But for some people that little notion
“I could die tomorrow”
is a dangerous comfort. 
For some people, life doesn’t seem short at all
for some it seems too goddamn long.
Some of us stare down the potential of 80 years on this planet and are already weary. 
The idea that I’m nearly 20 is strange.
Stranger is that I have the potential to live that long four more times over.
(twenty and twenty and twenty and twenty and twenty)
My mom is 50 years old. I’m a lot like her.
She’s still working,
still living,
still dealing with the same tired problems she’s lived with for 50 years
and more likely than not she'll be doing the same for at least 30 more.
She’s lived two and a half of my life, one and a half to go.
(twenty and twenty and twe—)
God that seems like a long time to be alive.
(But I could die tomorrow)
Dangerous comforts, whispering doubt
But still, some days life is short.
I am filled with anticipation for the days to come, I can’t imagine living every moment and memory I want to in a short 80 years. I am lucky to be blessed with good health and the time that I have.
(remember, you could die tomorrow)
Some days I am gloriously in the moment,
laughing and dancing. I wish it could last forever.
(I could die tomorrow)
I value what I have as I know it won’t last forever—
life is short and time moves too fast.
(I could die tomorrow)
I am careful and cautious because I know
life is fragile, I am mortal.
(I could die tomorrow)
And yet.
And yet so often I am tired.
often life is too goddamn long. 
I am standing at the end (at the edge) of 20 years of life. I am lonely and I am weary.
I can’t imagine living every moment and hardship and heartbreak
for another 80 goddamn years.
(I could die tomorrow.)
 They say live in the moment, but in this moment I am hurting, and I am frightened.
It seems like this moment will last forever.
(But I could die tomorrow.)
I hold onto what I have with claws, knowing that time and life will rip it from my fingers no matter how desperately I cling,
and yet I will remain, and be bereft all the same.
Life is too goddamn long,
time is a thief, time is my enemy
I grieve for what I have already lost.
(But I could die tomorrow.)
I am careful with my thoughts, I try not to linger in the dangerous comfort of an early death.
I know that I’m fragile. I am mortal, and some days it haunts me. 
(I could die tomorrow)
Life is too goddamn long and I am often weary of it,
yet I want to survive. 
Even when I ache for oblivion, swear I will run my race to its end.
But God I need a bit of hope to get there.
Screw living in the moment.
I live life like it’s a race I’ve already run, and I’m mere meters from the finish line. 
I live my hardships like they’re already stories I’ve told a hundred times.
Healed over wounds, scars with stories, “I survived, isn't that beautiful?”
“I was always going to survive”
My face smiles at me, wrinkled and creased from living
“I was always going to make it, and it was always going to be worth it.
And it was hard, some days it was so hard but I did it. Ha! I did it, just like I was always going to.”
She laughs, and i wonder what she’s laughing about. Have I lived it yet?
“One day you'll have lived a thousand tomorrows.”
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crafting-mojo · 8 months ago
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why you looking at me with those big ol eyes
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ahollowgrave · 3 months ago
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-- selenite.
been playing around with her! I think I like these eyes, which means I am leaning into her having replaced her Special Eyes with something less migraine and nausea inducing!
I like this hair, also, though the front clips pretty heavily into her face so I'm not sure it'll stay but for now it is very cute. I also like this makeup though I may toy with making eyebags and more of a 'yesterday's makeup' look.
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She also has a.... tattoo?? of sorts. IDK what to call it. Not pictured, you'll have to trust me. Also got nine-ish outfits set up for her.
Anyway. I like her !!!!!! a bonus tall:
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oca-rinn-a · 1 year ago
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in this world where so many members of our species, with supposed moral agency, are killing small things for nothing but the crime of existing, and so many are blind to the value of any species which does not benefit them in a way they can personally measure... do you ever feel so so panicked and suffocated?
#i had to walk onto the tracks at the NYC Times Square station to retrieve an injured pigeon who was trapped down there#no idle police officers or MTA personnel cared at all when I explained that an injured animal was trapped on the tracks#the MTA staff told me to ask the cops to help#the cops told me to ask MTA staff for help#the cops said “if it were a person that would be different”#i looked like a crazy person bc i was having a panic attack and trying to ask people for help at the same time#my partner called animal control and they said there was nothing they could do#the Wild Bird Fund does not have the resources to retrieve animals but said that if i could catch the pigeon i was welcome to bring them in#and you know what#i did#if someone is in a life-and-death situation and you are in a position to help them then YOU SHOULD#what kind of fucking person would i be if i saw this pigeon#whom i am perfectly physically able to rescue from their situation#and i said wow that's too bad that they're going to die down there#if only it weren't illegal/dangerous to go onto the tracks#a cell phone is valued 1000% more than a non-human's life#it's fucked up guys (:#anyway i learned first hand that literally no one in NYC will stop you from doing anything at all#as long as you aren't brandishing a weapon or some other murderous action literally no one cares what you're doing and will not stop you#so be punk and take action#fuck speciesism#animal rights#animal welfare#humans are animals#also sorry but people stomping on bugs who are literally OUTSIDE and doing seriously nothing but existing#why would you do that#please get help#talk to a therapist
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