#evil parrots

[courtofparrots]

Almost Lost You

[catching-fire-in-the-wind]

POV: you are a berry, or perhaps a seed

[greenko]

Pets are like children............so what if-

[ladyinthebluebox]

sometimes i see the way people talk about Solas/Dread Wolf and my first thought is: this user proved not immune to the Evanuris propaganda.

[thepersonperson]

Describe Sukuna's personality

I’ve been trying to figure out how to answer this and the best answer I have is Moluccan Cockatoo.

Sukuna’s personality is more parrot than cat I think. The high level of intelligence, the mimcry, not ever shutting up, the impossible levels of destruction, having a favorite person and hating everyone else, very specific tastes and desires that change on a coinflip, the endless energy, the obsessive behavior, exploring the word by biting things, the food aggression… It all screams parrot.

If you’ve ever been around parrots they will steal your food and feel very entitled to your attention and or body. And if you are hated by one, they will let you know, constantly and violently. The larger ones have bolt cutters for beaks so you’ll be bleeding. They also refuse to die, often outliving their owners if they’re pets. Reminds you of a someone doesn’t it?

I say the species Moluccan Cockatoo because they are more loud, insane, and bitey than other species. For a flock bird, they’re also pretty solitary. Their groups are small and they separate for mating seasons. I think that fits Sukuna’s desire for limited companionship and his destructive nature well.

[goodpointsandbadpoints]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Piers Nivans/Luis Serra Characters: Piers Nivans, Rebecca Chambers, Luis Serra Additional Tags: Hospitals, Heart Attacks, Pre-Relationship, Sickfic, Piers Nivans Lives, Luis Serra Lives, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, when you care a lot about someone Summary:

Piers has a picture of Luis in his mind. When everything is fine, when the blinds on the wide office windows are drawn after a long day, the white office lights compete with the desk lamp for space while the doctor is hunched at his desk.

He looks up from his desk to the doorway—eyes steady and lips tight, pen frozen in the middle of a word.

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Piers is wrapping up his training camp when he gets an urgent call.

for @ficwip All-Ships Ship Week Day 2.

[meowangelo]

A DanTDM project I did in Art class !! The project was to draw a keyhole and make a little world inside of it and I picked my fav YouTuber ofc🤗 im pretty proud of it so :3 be nice lols. we have another project and i might do dan again👀

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[multi-lefaiye]

haha wow!! what a good post about misogyny and transphobia!! you're not about to recreate bioessentialism and slap a trans-friendly coat of paint on it though, right??? proving you have not actually deconstructed those ideas in your brain and still believe radfem-style gender essentialism... right??

[watobu]

evil parrotx2 come home

[rat-rosemary]

Oh wait!!! Dteam birds as "see no evil, speak no evil, hear no evil"

[courtofparrots]

Idk if yall have seen The Muppets x Serennedy crossovers that Yummy and Kay have been posting on X but I HAD TO JOIN I love Kermit the Frog and Luis Serra so much this trend was made for me

[pageofheartdj]

At this point it feels like people are attracted to labels with the way they police how others can call themselves.

Why does it MATTER that this person's chosen label doesn't fit label's description perfectly? Do they demand everyone else to identify with this label this way only? If they are a decent person and not some bigot, it should be enough.

But it sounds cooler to have 'trans bisexual' partner rather than 'cis hetero who sways to the other sides sometimes but is more comfortable with cishet label with no judgement to others or internal biases' partner.

Or to have 'elite label club with only one way to experience said identity' and everyone else with different experiences as 'others' who dare to trespass and idk steal the air.

[in-fair-verona-we-set-our-scene]

I do think Withers has a really subtle background character arc in bg3. Because at the start it is really clear he doesn't want to be here and he's being forced to clean up his mess by Helm and probably Ao. He doesn't really care either. Everything ends so nothing really matters, he'd like to go back to his paperwork now please.

Except he's stuck babysitting a bunch of traumatized dumbasses as they stumble into dealing with the most recent bad idea of his three fuck-up disappointments. So he brings them back when they die for a pittance, lets them pay for some vengeful ghosts to come back as flesh and blood to wreak bloody vengeance on the Absolute, and starts to... comment, on what's going on, as he follows them on their adventure.

Next thing you know Withers is like, doing things unprompted. He refuses to bring back Alfira (or Quil) but that's an act of compassion, keeping the poor girl from the Urge and letting her rest, his actual duty as a god of death. He tells Arabella to follow her destiny and does that thing to make her grief go away which honestly freaks me out but seems to be him trying to help her. He shows up at Moonrise and prompts us to consider why the Dead Three would want a bunch of soulless illithids that would give them no power, getting us to think of the big picture.

And by the end (especially if you do a resist!Durge playthrough) Withers is actively interfering and seems genuinely invested! He brings Durge back from the dead, free of their father! He encourages us before the final fight with the Netherbrain! He's real fucking smug that the Dead Three lost when he never seemed to care about the destruction they caused before! He throws a reunion party and many of his lines are genuinely touching or kind! Especially if a companion died permanently! He has tea with Gale's mom and Tara! He's like, socializing and shit! Yes, everything is temporary and we all die, but there's great beauty in fighting for that precious time and living it to the fullest!

Basically Wither's character arc is this meme, all because Helm made him go outside and touch grass.

[jessicas-pi]

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OOOOOH okay excuse me while I go off about a crossover inspired by one of my childhood favorite books, aka Surviving the Applewhites by Stephanie Tolan.

I call this the Surviving the Spectres AU!

So, the premise is that Kanan and Hera, along with their respective siblings, Ahsoka and Zeb, run a sort-of-homeschool for their kids. Said kids are Ezra (kanera's 17-year-old adopted son), Jacen (kanera's 4-year-old biological son), and Luke and Leia (ahsoka's 17-year-old niece and nephew, who she has custody of.) They have a mostly peaceful, serene life (they do admittedly have an evil goat named chopper who likes to attack everyone, but… besides that it's very peaceful and serene!!), until.....

Enter Sabine.

Sabine is a Bad Kid. She has lots of piercings and spiky green hair and possibly a tattoo, nobody really knows for certain, and there isn't a school left in the state who will accept her.

Except, of course, for the Spectre Academy.

They take her in as kind of a lost-cause-project. She's standoffish and unpleasant at first, but gradually warms up to them--she joins Luke's ballet class (it seemed like the least exhausting PE program of the Spectre Academy... BOY, was she wrong!), helps Ezra with his Wildlife Photography project, learns from Leia how to make bouquets that are actually insults in flower language, and unintentionally makes Jacen want green hair.

And then there's this whole sideplot with a musical--in the original book it was The Sound Of Music, but I think it would be pretty fitting if it was Aladdin in this AU. Basically, the dad in the story—Kanan in this AU—is the director of a local musical in the nearest town. He’s struggling to cast the musical; there’s one character who he just can’t figure out. In the original book, it’s a side character, but in this AU, it’s the main character. And Kanan is like, “WHO COULD POSSIBLY PLAY THE MAIN CHARACTER?! I’d cast Ezra, he looks the part, but sadly he just can’t sing…” and Ezra gives Sabine this look like don’t you DARE and Sabine is like “actually :) kanan :) when ezra and i were working on the Wildlife Photography project :) we spent a lot of time wandering around in the woods :) and we sang a lot to pass the time :) so he’s pretty good now :)” and ezra is like “i hate you”

Anyway ezra ends up playing aladdin and eventually the rest of the family pitches in and it ends with them putting on the play in their barn!

Also, Yoda is there and he cooks really spicy food.

[goodpointsandbadpoints]

What if you did 35. For Serennedy 🥺

what if I did 🥺 It got a little quiet and sad, but I really like how it turned out.

Pairing: Leon & Luis. (post-re4)

35: running your finger down their spine (prompts)

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Leon watches Luis as he sits at the table. They are letting the morning go by slowly. 

The man stares at the TV on the counter playing the news, absently rubbing his chin as a person’s voice drones on. 

Luis has been gracious. It’s the second morning Leon has been allowed to stay over, the second time he’s woken up on the couch. 

It’s a small apartment, just enough room to move and live and meander around table and counter in a chair. Luis has made it his own in the last few months. 

Leon was surprised by what he had done with the place, only because he didn’t really know Luis in a more complete way—one night in Spain and some hasty networking between the man and Chris over the phone, in hindsight, was not much. But he supposed, looking around at the place now, it fit with what he did know.

There’s a tender reach for life and familiarity here, warmly coaxed in by Luis in so many little ways all drawing together. The paintings nestled on the end table and propped up on the counter, or the earth-tone blankets draped over the chairs. A row of candles watches over them from a neat shelf on the wall, and Leon plans on reading the scent names later on. 

Luis makes a soft noise at the TV. When he glances at Leon, it’s with a knowing look. “It’s one thing after another, eh?” 

The screen shows a clip from something Leon hadn’t been paying attention to. He doesn’t need to know. The answer is yes.

One thing after another, over and over, always…

He sits next to Luis with his elbows on the table, and broods with his mouth against steepled hands. 

“You awake, Sancho?” 

It’s the nickname that brings Leon back in. It clatters on the table like a dropped coin, so out of place, but somehow prompting him to pick it up. “Getting there,” he says. 

Luis has turned his head to look at him. Maybe he’s quieter in the mornings, or maybe he doesn’t put on as bright a front when they’re not fighting to stay alive. Either way, he sits calm and neutral now, slouched in his chair and tracing his brown eyes over Leon.

“We should get something to eat,” he finally says.

Leon grunts. 

Neither of them move. 

How am I supposed to do this? Leon suddenly wonders. 

He had come for a visit to check in, to see how Luis’ life was moving along after the end of Los Illuminados. Everything seems fine. But he expected… something else.

A mirror of his own grief, maybe, in its choking gray thrown against the walls of his apartment back home, free to roam with nothing to hold it down. 

He sees it in flickers, he thinks. In weariness around the eyes, in unspoken moments of pause and breathing, but not overt. 

Quietly, not to disturb anything else, Leon unlaces one of his hands and reaches across the gap between them. Luis' back is a curve from shoulder down to hip, and Leon follows it with three fingers. Slowly, thinking. 

Luis is watching him still. 

How is he supposed to do this? He stops mid-back, laying his palm down. He won’t touch lower, won’t find that first corner of the scar. 

How can he go on not bringing it up? 

Because he hesitates to throw those memories back into this—quiet, recovering existence, in warm and wooden pieces around a home—if he doesn’t have to. 

(collection on ao3)

[theriverbeyond]

re: last reblog i agree so much. it is so important for children to read books about things that are unfamiliar and maybe even a bit intimidating or strange or weird. it's thrilling. it makes you feel so cool and a little bit like a rascal even as you spent the entire lunch period inside reading when everyone else is running around outside. my mom was a librarian and always grabbed me a random selection of ARCs and books too damaged to remain in proper library circulation whenever she went to the annual librarian conference, and once when i was maybe 7 or 8 she got me this actually very sad book about street kids who sniffed glue and I have no idea really what it was called (a quick google search leads me to believe it may have been Asphalt Angels? but idk) and I have literally never really stopped thinking about it. I read every book in the clan of the cave bear series. I was reading animorphs off the library shelf before I even understood the concept of a book series. the only thing i ever read that was genuinely long term upsetting was a short "scary stories for kids" book about, of all things, an evil parrot. i never had a nightmare about Jondalar's penis and balls but that parrot haunts me to this day