#guard goose

[epiimetheux]

Icemav Royal Fantasy AU👑

The House Kazansky has been ruling the Kingdom of Miramar for centuries and was one of the most powerful families. The Kazanskys called themselves The Azure Children. As the tale’s been told from generation to generation, the bloodline was blessed by the fearsome ruler of the sky, the Thunderbird, who had bestowed them the power to wield weather as they willed.

However, with time, the pureblood has been washed away little by little. Mixed. Spoiled. Fewer and fewer children were born with the celestial gift. The House has grown restless for they couldn’t dare to think of what would happen to their sovereignty without the wrath of the Sky King in their hands. Challenges would come, from their conquered subordinates as well as their enemies. 

Until one winter, after years of waiting and suffering, during a heavy snowstorm. A newborn cried and the sky screamed.

Thomas Kazansky II was told he was the Hope of the clan since the day he understood words. Not every gifted-one was meant to be a powerful weather wielder but Thomas was the real Azure Children. As the winter welcomed him to the world, his power naturally attuned to the cold. Moreover, being the favourite child of the sky, the lighting, the weapon of their Winged God, also called him its master. Everyone in the castle learnt at that moment that none should upset their prince.

It was a precarious time and the King would do anything to ensure the safety of their saviour. Thomas thus spent his childhood caged inside the castle wall, inside the lecture room, inside his bedroom, between a group of nannies, and between a group of armed Royal Guards.

Thomas wasn’t born cold. But the gentle boy has gone with the early passing of his mother and the absence of paternal love. He was the Crown Prince and the Hope of the House. No one would bring harm to him including companionship. By the tender age of 12, Thomas found himself to be completely alone.

Peter ‘Pete’ Mitchell had so many things to prove to the world. Born to a small family on the outskirts of the Capital, having the captain of the Royal Guard as a father, Pete dreamt of an adventure and glory of his own. 

He grew up with tales of conquests, chivalrous knights, magic and monsters alongside the gentle tunes of his mother’s lullaby. This was Pete’s perfect little world until it was shattered by the murder of his father, rumours of his father’s treason, and shortly the death of his heartbroken mother. The newly orphan was taken under the wing of Michael Metcalfe, his father’s successor and closest friend, the only person who still trusted in Duke Mitchell’s loyalty to the crown.

“What do you want to be in the future, kid?” Metcalfe once asked on a calm summer afternoon. “I want to be a Royal Guard.” little Pete said, determined, only 9 years old. The old man nodded, understanding the implications behind that answer. “Then you shall be. I’ll make sure of that.” 

Pete Mitchell had so many things to prove to the world.

His world was a little bit brighter when he met Nicolas Bradshaw on the first day of his training, then Papa and Mama Bradshaw who reminded him of a family he once had and lost. Pete regained little by little a piece of a normal life.

But sometimes in the moment of weakness, Pete returned to the place where his old home once stood and walked around the forest nearby where his father loved to bring him, tracing the fleeting memory that he has been fighting very hard not to forget. And one day under the shade of the pine forest, Pete, recently 18, found a stranger on the spot where he used to sleep on the arm of his late father, with the coldest eyes he ever laid eyes upon.

[thatsrightice]

It's hard to remember because so much of his personality is based on this ice-cold, no-mistakes persona, but Iceman isn't the lone wolf of the flyboys. People may just be tentative about approaching him because of his resting bitch face and his no-nonsense demeanor in a jet. He allegedly* got his callsign for the way he flies; he's by the books, never makes mistakes, and is ice-cold in the air. Never said anything about his personality on the ground. He probably (definitely) had a rough childhood with his family and sexuality and shit, but he found his people in the Navy.

The ordies (ordinance officers) and maintenance crews love him because he treats them as equals, not servants or lowly mechanics. He'll take time to talk with them, even if only in passing. Oh, he's great with names and I'm convinced that's one of the main reasons he made it so far in life because names hold so much power to friendships. Knowing someone's name instantly makes them feel appreciated like you care enough to remember their name, while may seem trivial it genuinely means a LOT on a ship of 5,000+ individuals where the pilots are basically royalty.

Maverick is the lone wolf. He's the socially awkward one. I mean people of the opposing gender are no problem for him because they're easy to impress. But his fellow aviators? Not as easily impressed. And when Maverick finally realizes he likes guys, too? Train wreck. Complete and total bumbling, fumbling idiot. If the shower scene has taught me anything, it's that he just avoids awkward social interactions whenever possible. A hot man trying to help him and give him advice (albeit a little rude, he's prob crushing hard too soooooo)? His first instinct is to turn around and not say a word like WTF was that Mav???? Just ask him out already!!!!

[doodledraw]

Chapter four of the medieval au is up!! Have a goose to celebrate :))

chapter two art!! chapter three art!! cover art!!

[m0th-gh0st]

I think a lot of people upset about how Gideon was characterized in spto are missing the fact he explicitly turns around and says he's faking it within the same episode.

[fearmypaintbrush]

Hi, uhh… so backstory, then my request.

I have birds. Four, actually. Two are African Grey parrots, one loves Cody and the other loves Wolffe—I’m not kidding. My goose has a favorite toy that is a Fox, so we say her favorite Clone is Commander Fox.

Could uhm… I request a Commander Fox goose with a particular big bottom? 🥹 Instrad of loving kaf, though, he loves cracked corn and the medic has cut him off because that isn’t sufficiently foodly enough.

Okay uh. Thanks! Sorry for the babble. I love your SW geese, btw.

I had already had the Corrie commanders planed and mostly drawn when your request came in, which a) is so cute and b) gave me a great idea, because half the fandom has assigned Fox big tits, so big bottomed goose Fox seemed only appropriate. I'm not 100% happy with the shape, but goose Quinlan seemed to like Fox's big goose butt well enough lol. Want a specific SW goose? Request it in my asks!

More Geese! Part 1 - Part 2 Part 3 - Part 4 Part 5 - Part 6 Part 7 - Part 8

[bearsinpotatosacks]

Goose and Carole dancing to Dolly Parton's "I will always love you" at their wedding. Carole crying when the Bodyguard comes out and Whitney Houston's version comes with it.

[philcoulson-redtapeninja]

I LOVE YOUR BLOG BANNER ITS SO FUNNY

BE GE DO CRIMES

[arcane-vagabond]

me looking at my own blog: god i wish this bitch would stfu

[asmolbirb]

You know you’re grown up when you reread Shannon Hale’s “The Goose Girl” and fall in love with Talone this time around instead of Finn

[camping-with-monsters]

A relatively new addition to the cast of Duck Duck Goose, this is the malevolent and ill-tempered Little Bo Peep!

A ruthless little girl of blood and wool, she’s got a thin patience to those that oppose the goal of the sheep. She’s got quite the arsenal around her— a widespread flock of friendly looking little lambs that are much less cutesy when in battle. With relentless little manic sheep that are spotted all over the place, the sheep are spoken to have a vendetta against canine-kind and all things wolf-related, as they’ve grown tired of being thrown around and hunted so mercilessly by all the real big bad wolves of the world. When prey becomes predator, a leader is to be crowned to remind of the motive— and this is where Bo Peep— a girl perfectly fit for the job— comes into play.

Little Bo Peep is the human protector of these wooly little animals, and she’s been crowned to represent what they want— revenge; against all who have ever feasted their chop and harvested their wool. She’s uptight and snobbish— a total brat far too spoiled beyond repair. She makes the utmost perfect host for controlling, frolicking alongside the flock as it continues to flourish and grow. The sheep and their leader are the living proof not to trust all things cute and cuddly. In fact, they’re all proof that trust is a fragile virtue granted and destroyed— all you have to do is look into the gaze of Bo Peep the wrong way and you’ll find yourself with wool over your eyes!

Special thanks to @pazam, @menthum-mint and @shroingushour for some help with ideas for the finalized design! I had a little bit of trouble making her outfit a little more interesting initially, haha!

[wildbeautifuldamned]

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[gulava]

I don't know about you guys but all the focus on black boxes/chests with Luxord doesn't really help the *is Luxu* allegations here.

[loosiusgoosius]

I want to be their guard dog. Only excited around them, rolling over and exposing my softest self without hesitation. You put your hand between my teeth and giggle as I lick your fingers. Napping at home just waiting for my person to get home. Your lockscreen is a picture of me and you feel your chest tighten with a want to be back with me. Vicious and aggressive until they say my name and I shift back to something softer, something kinder. You hold my leash but I let you hold it, and we both know you hold it slack. Loud but it's okay because my person finds it charming, encourages it with bright smiles and laughter. You are loud too, but I know you aren't angry with me just as you know I am not dangerous to you. Large but so delicate, so worried that my weight will hurt them, only laying my head on their lap when soft hands scratch my ears just right. You hold more power over me than either of us know, but I stay anyway. Anxious but only for you, only because of you. Devoted in a way where I know I love you like I know you would never hurt me. I am yours, but you are mine.

[icewept-a]

okay but white peacocks…..

[the-generous-fool]

Guard borbs

[goosehaver]

i just saw a goose perched on top of a fucking billboard?? what are u doin up there bud?