#horrible bird

[astronomodome]

HELLO?????

[cloudbattrolls]

Jamie: it would be really funny if I got Casini to blush or at least sputter, I wonder if I can do it

[todaysbird]

the way my jaw actually dropped when i heard someone in our work zoom meeting refer to a customer who had sadly committed suicide as ‘unaliving himself’…we need to stop this…do you truly think this is the best way to address situations like this

[normasshearer]

CLASSIC HORROR HEROINES

SUZANNE PLESHETTE as Annie Hayworth in THE BIRDS (1963) dir. Alfred Hitchcock

I'm an open book, I'm afraid. Or, rather, a closed one.

[hoofpeet]

Getting lunch w/ my pet dinosaur

[olli3be]

1. favorite character

I'm a bit late with inktober but university all that. pls forgive me and eat your food 🙏💗

[teaandspite]

It's a lovely day in Beleriand, and you are a horrible goose

AU where Elwing, after being told that Elves can’t go back to Middle Earth, argues successfully to Manwe that clearly this rule doesn’t apply to migratory birds. Since Manwe 1) feels bad for her and 2) loves birds, he rolls with this, though he does point out that she won’t be able to turn back until she returns to Valinor.

Feat. Bird-Elwing being violently protective of her sons and tormenting the Feanorians. She eventually figures out that they mean well, which does not actually stop her from stealing Maglor’s harp and throwing it in the pond, or pecking him when he’s not paying attention, or sneaking up and honking as loudly as possible.

(Maedhros gets less of this, because he is 1) scary and 2) completely unimpressed. Maglor yells, which is more entertaining)

Elwing still can’t talk to her sons, but she can gather them under her wings to sleep and preen their hair and hope they know, somehow, how much she loves them.

[possiblyawesometmblr]

i need wet bird nation to know that ven told NONE of the cast they were planning on dropping That Line

we were all sitting in the cast discord going just as bonkers as you were

[payasita]

TARGET ACQUIRED

[shroudedmoon]

We had free time in school and I heard someone talking about Jason Todd, the love of her life, and got a little inspired maybe

Sooo here are the first three robins with their bird wing headcanons bc when can I ever pass up a chance to draw birds

I'll draw them all with the wings at some point

[quaranmine]

it is kind of crazy to me that we live in such a polarized, absurdly nationalistic, patriotic country and yet when evidence that nearly 50% of bald eagles, our national bird and icon of America, suffer from chronic lead poisoning and one third from acute lead poisoning there is not some massive outcry to fix this instantly. people are just like nooooooo but i wanna keep using lead fishing weights :((((( and the NRA is like over my dead body will you take our lead ammunition

like obviously this affects other types of animals too but i would've thought that the bald eagle would be THE charismatic species for the USA to take action on behalf of but. nope

[bastart13]

I'm still on a winged humans kick, this time feat. slight redesigns of Remarried Empress characters

[franollie]

these bitches gay…

[kacievvbbbb]

Wouldn’t it just be fun if the marines sent S-hawk after the Red Haired Pirates? After all Hawkeyes used to duel regularly with the Red Haired Emperor why not send his clone. Wouldn’t that just be amazing? I think that’d be amazing.

Shanks would finally get to duel with Hawkeyes again , albeit a much littler( figuratively speaking that is) one.

Imagine if just like s-snake and luffy, trusting Shanks is so ingrained in Mihawk’s DNA that it can bypass any previous orders giving to him. Imagine if that happened and that actually killed me.

One thing I do know for a fact is that Shanks, the man notorious for trolling children in bars, would bully him relentlessly.

[andr0nap]

cowboy au worldbuilding with the thoma

as you can see im taking some creative liberties with the giant emu by making them more diverse bc canon isnt enough for me and i have the brainworms

extra notes below the cut

standard thoma:

the original thoma and most common type available

perfect for travel, can pull wagons or carry light cargo

fast with good stamina, fastest over short distances

friendly, intelligent, energetic and quick to learn

the most diverse in terms of colors, patterns and extra traits

well rounded in all departments (theyre like the AQ horses of trigun)

draft thoma:

uncommon outside of major cities (kept by specialized breeders)

used for construction work and long haul heavy cargo transport

gentle, patient and eager to work

not built for speed but can walk for days at a steady pace without rest

dense feather coat protects them from the heat and sand

expensive to maintain and keep due to their size

theyre a relatively new type that came from selective breeding

"wild" thoma:

actually feral (aka. previously domesticated), not wild

originating from lost/runaways that have not been in contact with humans for generations

rare and elusive with a small population, sometimes spotted living near shipwrecks

people will pay top $$ for their capture

begin to exhibit adaptive mutations that help them survive the wastelands

smaller and less fluffy than their standard counterparts

dont come in many colors, mostly bays, chestnuts and blacks

hardy with incredible endurance

very stubborn, temperamental and intelligent, cant be forced to do something they dont want (like donkeys)

rarely ridden, mostly kept for crossbreeding

cattle-type thoma:

related to the standard thoma but NOT the same species

common pack animal in caravans, sometimes ridden as a cheaper alternative to the standard thoma

mainly bred for meat, hide and eggs

kept in huge open range herds that travel along worm swarms for feeding

sometimes kept as a form for anti-worm pest control

keratin crests are lightweight and used for protection and display

ranchers will paint patterns on their crests as a form of identification

not the sharpest tools in the shed, tend to bite and trample people

[nighhtwing]

Birdcage

Summary: After months of silence, Bruce calls Dick home.

In the three a.m. darkness, Dick’s phone lights up the bedroom. He’s just toweled off his hair, the grime from the night’s patrol swirling down the drain. 

BRUCE, it reads.

One ring.

Should he pick up? Mournfully, he glances down at his bed. He’s dressed comfortably in sweats and an old t-shirt that might’ve been Roy’s, and he’s just about ready to grab a few hours of sleep. Except. 

Two rings.

Dick picks up. He doesn’t speak.

Batman’s brusque as always. “Your assistance is needed.”

Before Dick can even reply, the call ends.

It wasn’t a Come home, or even a I need your help. Trust the goddamn Batman to use passive voice to take himself out of the equation.

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