#female blackbird

[lindagoesmushrooming]

[thomas--bombadil]

A female blackbird comes to find something to sustain her through the storm.

[doodle-photos]

This beautiful female blackbird was quite the little model for me this morning in my local park. She was wary, but curious and grateful for the food I threw down for her which she kept coming back to. She wasn't afraid to get decently close to me and my camera! Taken 3rd January, 2025.

[dopescissorscashwagon]

Female Blackbird at RSPB Greylake recently.

📸 by @carlbovisnature

[wherekizzialives]

The Small Things Spreading Joy: January 2025

[lunarlotuscove]

Ms redwing had a nice meal and was so very adorable to watch. It's kinda funny she looks like a sparrow, but I just adore her!

Wednesday April 24th 2024 4:35-4:36pm

[aufgeloest]

[introvertedswimmer]

Red-winged Blackbird

[ahneunjin]

BLACKBIRD BLACKBIRD BLACKBERRY შაშვი შაშვი მაყვალი (2023) dir. Elene Naveriani

[brooklynbridgebirds]

A female Red-winged Blackbird with plenty of bugs for her babies!

[besidethepath]

Hi guys, it's #blackbirdweek announced by @longingforrotkehlchen

[usairforcehistoricsociety]

[passionatepictures-2021]

Blackbird 🐦‍⬛

[ambermaitrejean]

May in Rocky Mountain Arsenal National Wildlife Refuge. Commerce City, Colorado. Photos by Amber Maitrejean

[taronfanfic]

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It's been a minute, but I'm kinda back! I have no idea how many Taron fan blogs are still active over here, but hopefully some of you manage to see this and feel like returning to read my writing. I've had ideas for the trilogy ending floating around for years now but not had the time or passion to commit to putting anything down in writing until now. So we'll see how this goes!

If you're new to my blog and my writing then hello and thanks for joining! Pause follows on from Rewind and Fast Forward which can be found in my Masterlist. It's an AU setting where Taron isn't a famous actor. Contains smut, angst, fluff - all the good stuff really, so expect more!

Chapter 1

“Do you think you’ll make any resolutions for the New Year?” Taron asked casually as he placed his book down on the bedside table before pulling the covers up his chest in search of warmth from the cool winter night air.

“I have something in mind, but I don’t think it counts as a resolution really… it’s actually starting to feel like a lifelong dream, it’s been that long!” You turned onto your side and smiled up at him.

“Yeah?”

“As if you need me to explain further!”

There was a small pout which formed on his lips, and the deep crease between his brows as he considered what you were referring to.

“Well, it’s going to be one of two things…” he paused, watching as you pulled your left hand out from the covers and placed it deliberately onto his chest, focusing clearly on the engagement ring which had adorned your ring finger for the last 5 years. “Just one thing then.” He grinned widely as he raised your hand to his lips.

“I know we got engaged pretty quickly, and we’d agreed that a longer engagement would work best-”

“-And we’ve lived through a global pandemic, which made us decide to buy a house with a garden, which then needed renovating, went way over budget and took much longer than either of us had anticipated!” Taron was quick to add on.

“Yes.” You agreed easily. “But I’m not saying I wasn’t on board with any of that. It’s been exciting, and expensive, and stressful, but still rewarding. It’s been our life for the last few years! But now it’s done…”

“You want a new project.” Taron nodded knowingly to himself with a soft smile.

“It’s not a project!” You let go of his hand so you could push him in the shoulder as you protested back. “I want to marry you. I want to be your wife and be able to call you my husband.”

“I know, I know.” He softened, sinking down further into your bed so he could pull you in closer and hold you tight. “I want that too. Always have done, but life led us astray for a bit.”

“Next year seems calmer though.”

“Much.” He agreed with a light kiss against your temple. “I’m so up for some romance.”

“It has been a while.” There was a smile which grew wider as you felt pure excitement at the thought of marrying your best friend.

“Thankfully not since we last had sex though.”

“God, I’m so glad we chose that walk-in shower.”

“Do you think many people design their homes with where they want to have sex in mind?” The hand Taron had draped over your waist after pulling you in against him started to caress down to your bum as he thought aloud.

“I bet it’s more than you think. They just won’t admit it.” You mirrored his movements, tracing light circles against his lower back before sliding your fingers under the elastic of his boxers.

“So we’re not the only weird ones.”

“If by weird you mean loved-up, and very horny, then no.” His eyes were as dark with lust as yours when you lifted your head to place a slow kiss to his lips.

“Very horny.” He repeated before mirroring your kiss back. “And very loved-up.”

It had been a while since you’d both been in this mood. The dusty mess and chaos of builders for 18 months, followed by a busy Christmas spent at Taron’s family home had left you relying on quickies. Needs were met but certain sparks had been left to fade. Sparks which were now reigniting quickly with every touch, kiss and look between you.

His fingers laced softly into your hair, his palm cupped the side of your face and his tongue worked it’s magic against yours. There always was something about the way he kissed you that made you weak at the knees. A soft sigh escaped your mouth as he paused to look at you.

“You’re so beautiful.” He never let you reply, just kissed you again and again. There had been few moments when you felt like this. Like your life was perfect. Like you wanted to press pause and live in the exact moment forever. But this was definitely one of them.

“I love you.” You managed to say once Taron pulled back for air. It had him smiling widely.

“I love you too.”

It made you grab at the hem of his t-shirt and tug it up his torso. The love your felt was flowing through your veins and rapidly turning to lust as it reached your core. You needed him. Badly.

“Please?” You hadn’t even realised it had left your lips until Taron’s eyes returned to yours, twinkling with a smugness at your polite request.

“I’m all yours. Tell me how you want it tonight.”

“Missionary. Block everything else out. Just you. Your heat, your scent, your eyes, your weight.” You were wet at the thought. Wet at the sight of him stripping naked before you. Throbbing for him as he pulled the covers down your body to find you’d already freed yourself from your nightwear. The cold night air was swiftly replaced with his warmth. His erection pressed against you as he lowered himself between your thighs. Another kiss was shared, deep and hungry. You wrapped your arms over his shoulders, playing with the soft hair at the nape of his neck. He was gorgeously heavy when he lowered his chest to yours. Everything felt right.

“Fuck.” He swore softly, leaving his jaw lowered when he first entered you. It took a few thrusts for him to find his rhythm but once he’d settled you had his eyes back on yours. They really were beautiful, and the soft curves of his perfectly cute nose. You watched up as he took in your features too, admired the smile he’d put on your face and then thrust that bit harder to make you cry out in pleasure.

“Yes! Oh that’s good. So good.” Your fingers traced lightly over the stubble on his jaw, stopping at his chin so you could drag your thumb across his lower lip and feel his tongue licking out for you. He was quick to lower his lips to yours again, drinking in every soft moan and panted breath you gave him. Every thrust was quick and sharp. You’d done this a thousand times before and yet you still needed him just as desperately. His hand stroked up and down your outer thigh as rhythmically as he worked himself inside you. Soon he’d lifted your leg to wrap over his hip so he could reach in that little bit deeper. You bounced and rocked together, building up the heat, the pleasure, the all-consuming desire. Taron started to grunt and groan between the kisses he left to your neck, chest and lips and when it all became too much you felt a light bite pinch at the top of your shoulder. It made you tense up around him sharply. Your heels dug in to his lower back and bum; your fingers to his shoulder blades. Over and over he thrust into you, never letting up his pace or power. This wasn’t a night for clinging on to the edge.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, please.” You hummed softly into his ear, knowing your release was imminent. “Faster.”

“Oh god.” He replied, lifting his head from your shoulder so he could touch his nose to yours and kiss you one last time. “I’m right there.”

“Me too,” You breathed back.

“Fuck.”

He came apart moments later, tipping you over the edge as he stuttered his hips, trying his best not to pause completely. Nothing could stop the grin on his face as he felt you tensing repeatedly around him. It was the first thing you saw as you opened your eyes again, receiving his lighter thrusts which brought you back down slowly.

“That was so nice.” He leant down to give you a soft kiss as he pulled out, then collapsed to his back next to you.

“We should do some more date nights now we have time again.”

“We should.” Taron agreed.

“I’d kinda forgotten how much I love admiring your face… your eyes and your jaw. You’re properly handsome, y’know?” You moved your gaze from the newly painted ceiling just in time to see the blush creeping up his cheeks.

“Stop it.” He turned to face you but then quickly looked away, bashful.

“I mean it. I want to sit opposite you and drink wine whilst drinking you in too. How did I get so lucky to have such a hot boyfriend.”

“Fiancé.” He corrected you quickly and reached out for your hand.

“Husband by this time next year.” You danced your fingertips against his.

“It really has been too long since I proposed, hasn’t it? Maybe I should do it again, y’know like how people renew their vows. I can renew my proposal…”

“You don’t need to do that.” You laughed gently at his cute idea. “I know how much you love me.”

“An insane amount. And I promise I always will love you that much too. You’re the best thing in my life and I’ll do anything to make you happy.” He wasn’t down on one knee, but lying naked next to you having just made love is a close second when it comes to grand declarations.

“Then that’s all I need to hear.” You smiled as you moved over and took his face between your hands so you could kiss him tenderly.

[burlveneer-music]

Lady Blackbird - Slang Spirituals EP - bigger arrangements than the stripped-down instrumentation of Black Acid Soul, but her powerful voice remains at the center (there is a full LP out now but it's not on Bandcamp)

In October 2024 Lady Blackbird, producer and guitarist Chris Seefried , Foundation Music Label head and A&R Ross Allen, and Lady Blackbird’s travelling band of Kenneth Crouch (Keys), Tamar Barzilay (drums) and Johnny Flaughers (bass) took a break from extensively touring “Black Acid Soul” to lay down some tracks in Los Angeles. They decamped for a week long recording session to legendary LA studio complex East West (where the Beach Boys cut “Pet Sounds”) to put down tracks that Lady Blackbird and Chris Seefried had been writing whilst on the road… Some magic happened, the bare bones of a record and then some went down. They then moved to analogue whizz Pete Min’s “Lucy’s Meat Market” studio in Highland Park, where synths and strings were overdubbed, taking the basic tracks to the next level and often into outer orbit, with ARPs, Steinways, Mellotron, Hammond B3, Solina, Buchia synth, Bells, Moog, Pump organs, Wurlitzers, Fender Rhodes, Sitars, Clavinet, plus all manner of other cosmic analogue trickery and a string quartet lead by ace arranger Paul Cartwright. The record was taking shape….there was too much music - hence this EP - and it just needed balancing. That job fell to one of the best mixers in the world, Ken Takahashi, a man who engineers and mixes for some of the best around including current production legends Danger Mouse and Inflo.