#one of my favorite birbs

[leafie-draws]

touched up this old Cramorant art a bit because I still like it a lot lol

[vestacritter-otd]

DAY 30

Today's critters are frilled ostriches !!

[sniperct]

Ithilrin Starfall, Chosen of the Moon

[nnoohhll]

[muffinsouffle]

OH MY GOD!! HAPPY BIRTHDAAAAYYYYY~

AQUI UNS PATINHOS DE TUTU PRA VOCÊ!!!

CACETADA! MUITO OBRIGADO PELOS PATINHOS!!! ESPERO QUE ESTEJA TENDO UM ÓTIMO DIA!!

OH WOWZER! THANKS FOR THE DUCKLINGS!!! I HOPE YOU'RE HAVING A GREAT DAY!!

[krzdragon]

Welcome everyone to my backstory for a particular blue bird because Oda gives us nothing!

Marco was born to a family of nomads. Their people without a name, have long since forgotten what they called themselves.

They call themselves the children of the tides (this has come about from a very bizarre OPxNaruto crossover I have if anyone is interested). The island they come from is constantly calling to them - wanting them home.

One day tiny two year old Marco eats a funny fruit that gave him wings. The entire tribe/troupe loves them and coos over them always telling him that he has been blessed by the sky and sea to know freedom.

They travel - telling stories and playing music until one day they are besieged by a ship of people claiming piracy with markless sails that do nothing but slaughter them. Twelve year old Marco survives thanks to his flames healing him over and over again - the “pirates” dein to keep him.

Not long after the pirates are wiped out by another crew led by a man who is the biggest man this little boy has ever met. Gentle even as he claws and bites anyone who comes near.

Marco eventually ends up staying with this man and finding another family with the crew though the teenager Crocodile does not like him much. (To get an idea of their dynamic go to @mjrtaurus post on Croc)

Marco continues to grow up on the crew - a little odd and always hearing the songs of sea & sky. He will often spot a storm before it begins and know how to sail through them perfectly on instinct. He also will often give fresh drink to the sea after a battle so to give something to soothe the fury that builds from the blood spilt into the waters.

Eventually he takes up learning medical facts - going into studying medicine. Those first months almost had him banned from studying it but Pops eventually relents after seeing how much it means to him.

[chickenpeep77]

Alien bird

Put the mouth on the chest so the face is available for extra floof space. Floofy head bangers. Has a stabby grabby tongue. Put the nostrils on the back. Look based on the ceres on budgie noses. Then I realized what it would look like as seen from above, so bottom right image happened.

Also decided to use an old idea from years ago by telling you that some species of magic using ones enhance display ability by creating light projections. These birbs are known as "disco chickens".

[clonedchaos]

Hehehe, Alien Robots

Watched Transformers: Rise of the Beasts with my dad today and legit all I can think about is writing a fanfiction centered around the cast being found family and doing mundane slice of life things bc they’re aliens and need to interact with earth more. 😭

I also kept mistaking Optimus Primal as a robot version of King Kong, but that’s not relevant.

Read the tags if you want my random thoughts and some spoilers.

[birbgalaxy]

i lost my stride lol 💪

[elizabeth-mitchells]

sapphic senate doing mini golf?

sapphic senate doing mini golf!!! (personally i've never done this so excuse any mini golf innacuracies)

of course it started as Robin and Nancy going on a date that Vickie and Chrissy just decided to crash. but! after the first time it becomes a group activity! unlike sex. unless we're discussing that ship

Robin does not control her strength. my girl thinks this is actual golf. she hits the tiny golf balls way too hard. there have been several casualties. but hey she's having fun! (when she isn't paying up for the damages)

Chrissy is also having a great time, even if she has wierd luck with mini golf. every time she tries too hard she fails too hard. but when she's just distracted and not even trying to win, she kicks everyone's ass. so, she tries to not care about it and instead tries to distract Nancy and Vickie

the thing about Nancy and Vickie competition is that Nancy is great at mini golf, and Vickie is just a little above average, but!!! when Nancy is distracted or frustrated she starts losing spectacularly. and everyone wants to watch that. she would be more upset about it if it weren't for the fact that discovered that a single pout on her part could make Robin spoil her with affection. win-win!

to preserve friendships and for extra fun, instead of betting on who would win between Nancy and Vickie, they all start giving each other ridiculous challenges. Vickie playing with her eyes closed. Robin playing while carrying Chrissy on her back. Chrissy creating a distraction while Nancy hit the golf ball with a gun

they get banned from the mini golf place ✌😔

[puppys-rhythm-heaven]

i'm surprised i still haven't listened to big shot more than either of these-

[marlynnofmany]

Years ago I read a book with a dragon character who could shapeshift into human form, but insisted on having an enormous nose as a point of pride, because human faces were so boring and flat.

I feel like if you talked a dragon into being a songbird, you’d get something like this.

“Fine, I’ll be tiny. But I’m going to be flashy about it. Behold my glorious scales plumage!”

Greater Blue-eared Glossy-starling (Lamprotornis chalybaeus), family Sturnidae, Kruger National Park, South Africa

photograph by PanWoyteczek

[a-pale-azure-moon]

Not the greatest picture, but this handsome guy was singing right outside my window earlier, and this is the clearest look I've gotten of him since the tree leaves filled in. It's funny how difficult he can be to spot despite his flashy plumage because I hear him (and his wife) all the time.

[rosesandthorns44]

Went with my besties and my little nephew to a nearby zoo* yesterday. Didn't know that they had California Condors until I saw banners about them as we were driving up.

I proceeded to start chanting "condors! Condors! CONDORS!" like a gleeful child.

When I got to the Condors I was sure to tell the big, gorgeous birds that they are big and gorgeous and that their neck feathers look fabulous.

This one was watching us as much as we were watching them:

I still want to go see California Condors in the wild someday.

*this particular zoo takes proper care of their animals and sources them ethically. Many of them are rescues that couldn't be returned to the wild. California Condors in particular are an endangered species that were brought back from the brink of extinction by captive breeding programs.

[twinkling-moonlillie]

Hawks Headcanons

A/N: I am currently obsessed with Hawks (if you couldn't tell) and writing for him is fun. I made these headcanons while procrastinating on my midterm paper a few days ago-

Warnings: Some NSFW content; MDNI. Some angst too

Starting things off with an angsty bang, Hawks has a bad habit of plucking his feathers when he is stressed out. It’s never too often and it’s never to a critical extent, but it does occur. Birds often do this as a form of coping with negative feelings, so perhaps he does this after a brutal mission. 

Like many other people, I firmly believe that Keigo has a thing for shiny or interesting looking objects. Again, it’s not to an obsessive extent, but he does have a good eye for pretty trinkets. Especially ones he thinks will look good on you. 

I don’t think Hawks is a good cook. There, I said it. This man barely has time for himself, do you really think he has time to devote to cooking? Do you really think that the Commission taught him to cook? Fuck no. He sticks to quick take out purely out of necessity. 

They say that the quickest way to a man’s heart is through his stomach, and this is absolutely true with Keigo. He would love the little lunches and dinners you make for him while he is at work! He gobbles it up like a turkey. He swears that your food is the best thing he has ever had; he literally moans when the aroma hits his nostrils. 

I forget which fic I read this from (I will link if I find it), but I adore the headcanon of Hawk’s taking rut suppressant pills. I just think it makes so much sense since it aligns with his work-centric life and his lack of a wife (we aren’t talking about when you are married to him, obviously). They are probably similar to birth control pills where they stop the rut from happening 5% of the time. 

Even without his rut happening, Keigo still has a huge breeding kink. Can you blame him though? He just thinks that you'll look gorgeous with his cum leaking out of your pretty pussy. 

*whispers* he also has the equipment to match

He has definitely accidentally run into a window from imagining you with a cute lil baby bump. 

He can get a little whiny and needy about wanting to devour your pussy. He will straight up beg you on his hands and knees. Please say yes to him. 

The songs Angel with a Shotgun and Mr Blue Sky fit him so well. Fight me on this. 

Also the song Hey Look Ma, I made it

I just imagine happy birb listening to Mr. Blue Sky after meeting you.

Intentional or not, his wings flap and rustle during sex. 

On the topic of his wings, I don’t think they are as sensitive as we all wish they were. It’s not like he’s gonna start moaning and whimpering when random fans touch his wings (he canonical doesn’t) HOWEVER, it does feel nice when you massage and gently comb your fingertips through them. I’m thinking that it’s similar to hair?? Or maybe his wings are ticklish?? But only in the right context?? 

You are the only person he really trusts to take care of his wings

Keigo loves holding you in his arms and taking you on night flights. The stars always seem brighter when they are reflected in your eyes (at least, Keigo thinks so…). You even have your own set of aviator goggles to wear during these dates.

One of his favorite things is when he DOESN’T have morning patrol and can snuggle you until at least 10 in the morning. Although it may be longer because his sleep debt is so huge. There is just something so satisfying and peaceful with having you close enough to hear your heartbeat. 

His biggest dream is being able to have a family with you in a quaint little house. His life, your life…they aren’t constantly in danger and he can sleep in with you, make you breakfast (it’s only a little burnt), wrap his wings around you. 

Keigo is extremely possessive of, not only you, but the life you created together. He is very sensitive towards things that threaten the small slice of normalcy he has, eliciting a sense of hypervigilance and territorialism. 

His mental state isn’t the best from the culmination of trauma he experiences, leading him to commit psychic cannibalism on himself. He represses all of these negative feelings in order to perform to the best of his ability and be the good lap dog for the Hero Commission. 

Needs therapy.

It’s established that he has some form of echolocation through his feathers. So…hear me out…just to make sure you are safe 24/7, Keigo gives you one of his smaller feathers. I’m not going to rant because I might make this into a small oneshot/drabble later

[rainbowkittenism]

"Falling in love and identifying birds have similar effects. Normal life is altered; every experience heightened; what was mundane begins to explode with meaning. You think birds are just birds—undifferentiated fluttering, then you find one magnified in your lens. You recognize its unique markings, lines, and color. Your heart pounds. It is a cerulean warbler. It is your new mate. I believe both things have equal power to change your life."

- Debbie Blue, Consider the Birds: A Provocative Guide to Birds of the Bible

So much more of the natural world feels close and accessible now. When I started birding, I remember thinking that I’d never see most of the species in my field guide. Sure, backyard birds like robins and western bluebirds would be easy, but not black skimmers or peregrine falcons or loggerhead shrikes. I had internalized the idea of nature as distant and remote — the province of nature documentaries and far-flung vacations. But in the past six months, I’ve seen soaring golden eagles, heard duetting great horned owls, watched dancing sandhill cranes and marveled at diving Pacific loons, all within an hour of my house. “I’ll never see that” has turned into “Where can I find that?”

-Ed Yong, When I Became a Birder, Almost Everything Else Fell Into Place