#orange-barred sulphur

[heartnosekid]

butterflygardeninginspirations on ig

butterflies in order: gifs 1, 3, 5, 7, & 9 are the monarch butterfly (danaus plexippus), orange-barred sulphur (phoebis philea), gulf fritillary (agraulis vanillae), eastern black swallowtail (papilio polyxenes), and another gulf fritillary.

[i-eat-butterflies-when-im-alone]

ORANGE BARRED SULPHUR BUTTERFLY

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[magicofsimplestories]

The Waking Light: Prologue

Stop the clock, it’s amazing You should see the way the light dances off your head  A million colours of hazel, golden and red

Ed Sheeran, Afterglow

The suffocating midday heat was slowly handing its power over to the calm pastel rays of the setting sun. Down in the valley the town of Strangerville** was finally able to take a breath of fresh evening air cleared from orange sand dust of the surrounding cliffs and acrid sulphur smell from the crater of the science lab. 

Leaning on the chipped wall of the rented pickup truck Veronica was reflectively fretting the strings of her guitar murmuring along the improvised melody that has been swirling in her mind from the very morning. She strained the E string a little too strongly and a short pitiful snap of a breaking string made the cicadas chorus shut their chirpy symphony for a split second.

Roni smirked bitterly examining the damage. She should have expected this to happen. She should have bothered to change the old strings before going on the road trip. Otherwise she should have bothered to take a spare pack of strings to this trip. But she did neither. Obviously.

“I will fix it for you as soon as we run into another more or less civilised supermarket,” she heard behind her shoulder and a second later the bitter wind of the familiar cologne rushed into her nostrils.

Roni turned around to meet the calm deep sky-blue gaze. Still wearing his favourite Western-style hat covering his wavy dark hair, Daniel was standing on the dusty orange ground of the camping lot. The warm expression of content on his tanned face meant that he has been watching Veronica playing for quite a while. 

“I can do it myself,” Roni answered after a short moment of hesitation. “I can deal with my guitar.”

A soft smile slipped from Daniel’s lips. He made a step to the truck and gave Veronica another meaningful deep blue gaze.

“I know that you can, Roni,” he said in a low kind voice. “But it’s not about you knowing or being able to do something. It’s about you being capable of letting someone else help you.”

Veronica didn’t answer. She was gazing back at Daniel studying the chocolate glimmer of the sunset on his sharp cheeks. 

Indeed. Throughout all her life she was taught to be self-determined, self-reliant, self-sufficient, self-… etc. However, somehow nobody managed to explain her that being self-whatsoever did not deprive her of the right to ask for help, to let others do something for her even if she could do it herself. 

Somehow nobody explained her that weakness was not a sin. She had to learn this simple fact on her own. On her own, but not alone. Luckily. 

Veronica should have been gazing in Daniel’s eyes for a little too long, as another short smile of sympathy slipped from his lips and the familiar flattering Windenburg accent dashed into the ringing silence of the desert. 

“Before we start making another not-so-healthy dinner let me show you something. Phones banned,” Daniel added with artificial strictness in his voice noticing Roni’s intention to sneak her phone into the pocket of her shorts. “As agreed before, only eyes/memory pictures are allowed.”

He led her to the very edge of the camping cliff. At the very last moment, when it seemed that the ground was about to rush down to the precipice, a narrow stony path appeared from behind a branchy bush with big purple flowers. 

They followed the path down the cliff and a minute later they found themselves standing on a small stone platform looking over the town of Strangerville. The pointy roofs of the Town Hall towers were silently watching the emptiness of the main square. A lonely dusty grey-green military track was following the deserted road to the mysterious crater science lab. The owner of the local bar was lazily opening the window shutters waiting for the first customers to arrive any minute. 

Veronica gave the panorama another contemplating look and smiled. This is what pure beauty was to her now.

Few years ago this slow dusty town would make her feel disdain only. A teenager, a daughter of a successful diplomate and a famous designer, who grew up in the tidy Arts Quarter of San Myshuno and was supposed to become a wife of a handsome ambitious future diplomate, she was simply too inexperienced to see the difference between the fuzzy garland of glamour and the calm harmony of reality.

But she wasn’t a teenager anymore and San Myshuno was left far behind with all the happy and sad memories it stored for her. She was different now. She was experienced enough to see it - the Light. The Light that was descending through the high evening clouds down to the valley covering the tiny town with its caring protective hug.

It was just the same Light that she had seen on the Tartosa beach and at the waterfall of the old Windenburg Manor. 

The same Light that rushed through the roof- and tree tops right into the middle of the chest and up the throat to the nose forcing the tears of true joy to fill the eyes. 

The same Light that she saw in Daniel’s eyes the night they met. 

The same Light that awoke her and that she would never let leave her ever again.

Vikie’s Note: ** The comment on the geography of the City of Inspiration and the Waking Light stories can be found here. 

Prequel - The City of Inspiration

[Back to the last chapter of the Prequel] [Next]

[fiction-quotes]

What I have been thinking, captain, is what is exempt from import tax in one country is what I'd like to stick through the crack in my skull to start to fill it: hay, oranges, lemons, pineapples, cocoa nuts, grapes, green fruit, and vegetables of every variety, and linseed oil cake. Horses, pigs, poultry, dogs, and living animals of every description, except cattle and sheep. Corks, bark, firewood, logwood, and dyewoods. Copper or yellow metal, rod bolts or sheathing, and copper and yellow metal nails. Felt for sheathing, oakum and junk, pitch, tar, and resin. Sail canvas, boats, and boat oars.

I fill my head with ships' blocks, binnacle lamps, signal lamps, compasses, shackles, sheaves, deadeyes, rings and thimbles, dead lights, anchors, and chain cables of every description, and galvanized iron wire rope. Lime juice and ice. Printed books, music, and newspapers, maps, charts, globes, and uncut cardboard, millboard, and pasteboard. Ink, printing presses, printing type, and other printing materials. Passengers' baggage or cabin furniture arriving in the colony at any time within three months before or after the owner thereof. Tablets, memorial windows, harmoniums, organs, bells, and clocks specially imported for churches or chapels. Hides and skins of every description, raw and unmanufactured. Veneers of all sorts. Rattans, split or unsplit.

Carriage shafts, spokes, naves, and felloes. School slates and slate pencils, slates for roofing, and slates and stone for flagging. Marble, granite, slate, or stone in rough block.

Soda ash, caustic soda, and silicate of soda. Cotton waste, woollen waste, candle cotton, wood, flax, hemp, tow, and jute, unmanufactured. Specimens of natural history, mineralogy, or botany. Gold dust, gold bars, bullion, and coin. Coir bristles and hair unmanufactured. Broom heads and stocks, partly manufactured for brushmaking purposes. Jars of glass or of earthenware, specially imported for jam. Rod bar hoop sheet plate and pig iron and pighead share moulds and mould boards. Epsom salts, citric acid, sulphuric acid, muriatic acid, carbolic acid. Hair cloth for hopkilns. Wines and spirits.

Captain.

What's true?

  —  McGlue (Ottessa Moshfegh)

[baneblogging]

bane can i be assigned a butterfly

Yes. This is a two eyed 88.

I think you would also enjoy the orange barred sulphur.

[fiixer]

𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 : bold what applies to your muse. italicize what sometimes applies. repost, don’t reblog!

B L U E

cloudless sky / ocean waves / winter dusk / deserted rest stops / dust filled book jackets / sea salt in your lungs / open space lofts / mountainside meditation / empty ski lodges / calm before storms / electric charged air / lighthouses / road trips with no destination / desert skies/ summer breeze through a cottage window / cool air against water soaked skin / seaside towns during off season / wind-chimes / big bed with lots of blankets / coming home after a long time away / a wolf howling in the distance / fingers dancing along spine / a hug from an old friend / afternoon tea / wild flowers off abandoned highways

R E D

wine soaked lips / internalised rage / blood on knuckles / four poster beds / barefoot on marble floor / velvet drapes / lipstick marks / murder mysteries / old barns with hay lofts / mouth full of weapons / possessive love/ dark chocolate / apple orchard visits / handwritten letters / fresh strawberry fields / cherry flavoured chapstick / soft candlelight / vintage pumps / tingles over your body / strong but gentle hand around your throat / scarf tied over your eyes / fog on a rainy night / intimate bar settings /complete destruction / kiss swollen lips / scratches against flesh / sitting by a fireplace / blood orange sunsets

Y E L L O W

community gardens / sunflower seeds / open fields / blowing dandelion fluffs / bubbles in spring / warm champagne / drafty cottages opened after winter / soft buzzing near your ear / loose braids / flaxen sundresses / handmade straw hats / warm butter on fresh toast / daisy chains / drum circles / sun on your face / maypoles / outdoor festivals / street food / car shows / pop art drawings / fruity flavors / mist on produce / running through sprinklers / cucumber water / wrap around porches / worn pages of a book / honey in tea / yard sales / freckled skin / tarnished gold lockets / angel food cake / windmills / flashlight beams

G R E E N

marshy swamps / Cajun recipes / haunted graveyards / old road signs / the house people tell stories about / lights flickering / jazz music / twig snapping / campfires / ghost stories / urban exploration / vines creeping up brick / wooden flutes / quiet forests / laboured breaths / hiking trails / rain on leaves / bonfires / fresh smoothies / water logged grottoes / painful whispers from jealous lovers / successful business ventures / leaky cellars / park theatre productions / mint scented lotions / ambitious promises / pine needle covered floors / oil lanterns / aloe on warmed skin / crushing floral foam / forgotten towns

B L A C K

crinkle of leather jacket / midnight walks / bulbs burning out / black lacquered nails / the sound of bats screeching / distant marching band music / noises when you’re home alone /blood soaked knife/ dark lipstick on pale skin / scent of sulphur /soot on boots / slasher movies /glint of cat eyes in the dark / oil slicks on dark asphalt / basement bedrooms / investigating a noise / grainy camera footage / black and white photos / dust filled attics / empty theatres / whistling in the middle of the night / scratches at your window / wrought iron gates / lace neck ruffles / long floor sweeping skirts / broken music boxes / needle scratching on vinyl /lost memories / disembodied voices / forgotten faces

W H I T E

crisp scents / laundry on a line / fleece blankets / brightly lit hospital rooms / empty train stations / genuine laughter / feathers against skin / new life / cotton dresses / log cabins in winter / swan gliding through water / harp music floating through the air / plane rides for fun / mountain tops / ice sculptures / first snowflake of winter / linen freshly pressed / the scent of a running dryer / vanilla and cinnamon milk / a smile from a stranger / letters in the mail / a longing finally satiated / kiss of moonlight on skin / fresh canvas / snow glittering like diamonds / paint strokes /pretty lie told from a kind mouth / sparklers / coffee foam art

[andmaybegayer]

hey i just started doing the diffraction grating thing, any advice on interpreting the new visual info? so far i can tell a smooth spectrum from a broken spectrum from separate light sources and thats abt it

[This is what the refrance]

Two categories here:

Pairing source and spectrum

The simplest trick here is that the blue end will point towards the source because blue light is diffracted least and red most. If you draw an imaginary line from the red end through the blue end and extend it out, it'll hit the source. You can also combine this with a small head-tilt, which will give you two imaginary lines that intersect at the source.

At first this will be very time consuming to path out, but you'll gradually internalize how the spectra move at varying distances and it'll become pretty quick, a lot of this is just about wearing it out and training your brain passively. I had a bit of a time driving with this in the first two or three days but it was completely fine thereafter.

For bigger sources the spectrum will also just look like the thing itself, so you can just go on shape.

Identifying lights

Easiest start here is just looking at some lights you know. Orange sodium vapour street lights, LED lights in your house, fluorescent bars in offices, etc. You'll learn their spectra pretty quickly, and if you see one you aren't sure about searching for "X spectrum" online will usually turn up graphs like below.

LED's are now most common and are easy to spot by the huge drop around cyan-ish blue:

Orange high-pressue sodium vapour is really easy to see on the road, and it's easily identifiable because it has a massive gap between yellow and orange.

In general you won't see absorption lines in things like sunlight, they're just too small and your eyes aren't high resolving enough.

If something looks really spiky and has a few very distinct lines, it's probably a gas emission like xenon or neon, or a metal halide. You can tell real neon signs apart from fluorescents and LED's cosplaying as neons by looking for very, very sharp edges to the spectrum. Phosphors in fluorescents and LED's have smoother rolloff.

Complete spectra with no holes are either the sun or incandescents or a handful of exotic specialist lighting solutions. A good place to look for exotic lighting solutions is big sports stadiums, which may have carbon arc lamps or interesting vapour lamps. If you're ever at the Smithsonian Air and Space Museum or EPCOT, look at the overhead lighting, some of it is 3M light tubes fed from three extremely bright sulphur microwave plasma lamps, which almost perfectly imitate the visual spectrum of natural sunlight.

Three very distinct red, green and blue spectra means RGB lighting, either directly or because you're looking at a modern computer screen. Older screens may still be fluorescent illuminated, in which case you'll see five or six phosphor colours like this.

That's also what fluorescent tubes and CFL bulbs will do.

Unless you work in a lab you'll probably only see a small variety of lights, and you'll quickly become familiar with them. If you see a light you don't recognize it's still worth remembering some interesting features so you can identify it if it comes up again.

[bugkeeping]

Orange-barred Sulphur (Phoebis philea)

[roseunspindle]

Encanto Animals

Yellow Throated Toucan

South American Coati

Mountain Tapir

Toco Toucan

Keel Billed Toucan

Channel Billed Toucan

South American Jaguar

Capybara

Common/Brown Rat

Scarlet Macaw

Velvet Purple Coronet

Blue Morpho Butterfly

Orange Barred Sulphur

Ruby Throated Hummingbird (I think)

[apocalypseornaw]

Always be Yours- 2

Word Count 5,437 *not my gif*

Story Summary: Inspired by the 2 part I did of the same title. Follows Dean and Reader through season 9 into season 10

Chapter Summary: Adaddon is back and using two hunters to draw the boys into a trap so of course you're right there with them

Warnings: cursing, fights, minor character death

Dean could hear your laughter drifting down the hall the moment he stepped out of his room. You'd only been at the bunker a week or so but you'd always had a habit of making any place feel your presence. Hell even Crowley asked if he could see you when he found out you were there. Kevin was acting more normal than he'd ever seen the kid and it was a bit of a relief to know he wasn't the only one keeping a close eye on Sam should Ezekial decide to not hold up his end of the bargain.

He headed towards the kitchen and could hear music. The closer he got he made out the tune of "You give love a bad name" when he stepped around the corner he was met with the sight of Sam spinning you around while you sang along word for word. Kevin was sitting at the table working on a large stack of pancakes and laughing at the show of you and Sam dancing around the kitchen in your pajamas. The two of you had formed a close friendship back when you were both the youngest kids being pawned off on Bobby during hunts and Dean would be lying if he said he didn't wish you were as comfortable around him as you were Sam.

He could still remember the first case him and Sam worked solo with you. It was the Croatoan virus. You hadn't blinked an eye when you refused to leave Sam's side when he was exposed telling them both that if they were giving in so were you. Over the years you'd been in and out of their lives and the day he'd been dragged out of hell you showed up at Bobby's and had a blade to his neck before him or Bobby could explain. When they proved it was really him that was the first time you'd ever hugged him. You'd pratically squealed when you jumped into his arms "Dean! You're back!"

You always had a habit that no matter how long you went without seeing him or Sam you always treated them as if you'd just seen them the day before. When Sam was soulless you helped him to track down Death to get Sam's soul back. He'd never seen you back down from a fight especially if someone you cared about was fighting.

He was pulled out of his thoughts when you slid to a stop in front of him and held a hand out to him. "C'mon Dean" you pleaded and he shook his head "I haven't even had my coffee yet Y/N" you being the ever persistent woman you were rolled your eyes then looked over your shoulder at Sam "Be a good little brother and fix the man some coffee" Sam grinned as he moved to grab Dean's mug and you turned back around to Dean with a smile "So now what's your excuse?" the song switched to "Have you ever seen the rain" and your eyes lit up when he hummed the first couple bars before hesitantly taking your hand.

You slid your arms up around his neck and he put his hands at your waist careful not to catch the bare skin when your shirt rode up slightly. Normally he'd feel stupid as hell dancing in the kitchen? Especially with an audience but the smile on your face was worth it, most of the time you tried to keep up the front of a fearless hunter but since Bobby's death you'd started to let your guard fall more often and around more people than just Sam. When the song ended you winked at him and said "Who knew Dean Winchester can dance?" then moved to turn the player down. Sam cleared his throat and looked from you to Dean before holding the coffee out "Want your coffee Dean?" when you turned your back Sam raised his eyebrows and Dean shot him a glare "Thanks Sammy" you thankfully didn't see the look passed between them when you turned around to ask Kevin if he wanted orange juice.

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The ease of the morning was interrupted by a phone call coming in about a busload of bodies found on a naval base. That mixed with the freaky storms and dead cattle circling that area screamed demon. You grabbed your duffel bag and the bag with your fed suit then stepped out of your room and met up with Kevin in the hallway. He glanced down towards the armory so you shot him a smile "Just stay away from him Kev. He'll try to get into your head and it's not worth it" he gave you a small smile in return "I'll stay away from him Y/N" he turned to head to the library so you headed for the map room where Sam and Dean stood waiting. Dean's eyes skimmed over you and your crossed your arms "Is there a problem Dean?" he met your eyes and smirked slightly "Naw, just you're gonna be a lot more fun to look at all day than Sammy here" you rolled your eyes and chunked your duffel bag to him considering they both already kept go bags in baby's trunk "Easy tiger, we got work to do"

You walked next to Sam up the stairs talking about the case and what could possibly be waiting.

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When Dean rolled to a stop right outside the area that had been tapped off you slid your ID into your pocket then climbed out the backseat. You had stopped off about ten miles back for all of you to change into your suits. "This place reeks of sulphur" Sam muttered and you nodded "Between the stink and the storms.." "Mixed with the dead cattle I'll take demons for a thousand Alex" Dean finished holding the police tape up for you to walk underneath.

The MP noticed the three of you and headed your way so you pulled your badges out while Dean did the introduction "Agents Stark, Banner and Barnes. FBI. Just need to have a look around" She didn't hesitate to ask "Why? This is a military case, not a federal one" "Well that's not what our supervisor said" you interjected and if anything you speaking seemed to make her attitude that much worse "That so? Then maybe him and I ought to have a chat" Sam cut his eyes at you and Dean said "Ok" then pulled his phone out. You wondered what he was doing and leaned up slightly to see him hit Kevin's number.

"Hey boss, we got a little problem" poor Kevin you just hoped he knew to play along. After a beat Dean continued "Yeah just a local badge needs a little confirmation we're supposed to be here. How the word came down from FBI headquarters in D.C." you were glad you were used to situations like this because if not you probably would've laughed imagining how confused Kevin must be but nonetheless Dean said "Yeah" then held the phone out to the MP.

She looked between the three of you before saying "This is sergeant Miranda Bates. Who am I talking to?" She looked back at Dean who you knew by far wouldn't break before asking Kevin "How old are you?" you were started to get annoyed with her attitude when she said "Listen kid, I don't have to do anything and I don't take orders from the feebs so unless you can give me one good reason you got a couple of pretty boy agents and their handler poking around my crime scene" "Handler?" you scoffed and Sam reached a hand out to pull you back next to him as she kept ranting "I'm gonna put them in cuffs and spank your ass raw"

Her face fell at something Kevin said "What?..How did you find that?" You looked between the boys to see if they had any idea what Kevin was telling her but they both shrugged. She finally said "Yes sir" then handed Dean's phone back and walked away.

Dean was barely holding back a smile when he said "Kevin, what the hell did you just do?" Sam motioned to the bus so Dean waved the two of you ahead.

You stepped on the bus behind Sam and went to the first body while Sam started looking over a different one. "Sam look" you pushed back the guy's shirt with a pen to show the bullet hole in his chest. All the bodies had fatal wounds but they were all also long dead.

Dean then stepped up on the bus and asked "Got anything?" Sam nodded to the body nearest you "This guy was shot in the heart" "That what killed him?" he asked and Sam looked at you so you shrugged "Maybe? but like ten or twenty years ago" Dean glanced at Sam who added "All these bodies have fatal wounds but they're all old" "So meatsuits?" Dean guessed so you nodded "Bodies took a licking but demons kept them ticking"

"And now they're riding the soldiers" Sam added. Dean looked behind Sam "Hey" you looked up to see sergeant Bates walking up onto the bus with a tablet in her hands "Excuse me agents. We pulled this off the security camera. You might want to take a look" Sam reached out for it so you moved to the side so Dean could see the screen as well. It clearly showed the soldiers walking away but Sam froze on one woman in particular. You knew they couldn't tell you why in front of Bates but the moment the three of you stepped off the bus Dean said "Abaddon? Seriously?" and you knew why Sam had frozen the screen. That was the demon that had attacked the men of letters and who killed their grandfather Henry after him and her jumped through a magical portal to recent time.

"I thought you kentucky fried that meatsuit?" Dean asked Sam who shrugged "I did Dean" "Then how did she get it back?" you asked and nodded to the cop that held the tape up for you to pass. "And why's she playing G.I. Joe?" Dean said and Sam responded "No clue. Why don't you ask her when we find her?"

You slid into the backseat and pulled your suit jacket off while Dean pulled out onto the road and said "Oh I will and then I'm gonna chop her freaking head off..again"

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After stopping off long enough for all of you to change back into normal clothes you got back on the road to the bunker. It was already dark out and you were laid across the backseat when Sam's phone rang and you heard him say "Hold on Kevin..Wait..slow down" Sam cut his eyes back when you sat up then put the phone on speaker while Kevin repeated the coordinates he'd been given then said "And she gave me two names. Irv Franklin and Tracy Bell" "Irv's a friend, don't know Tracy" Dean cut in before Kevin continued "All right, the lady said they were hunters and that if you didn't go save them that she would kill them" "Yeah heard that song before" Dean grumbled but you were looking up the coordinates to see where you were all headed.

"Dean, who was she?" Kevin asked so you answered without looking up "The bad guy" Dean asked Kevin to dig up everything the men of letters had on the knights of hell. Abaddon was one although you didn't know exactly what that entailed. After Sam hung up with Kevin you leaned up between him and Dean "The numbers point to a spot on the outskirts of Eugene, Oregon" then glanced between the two of them "Are we gonna adknowledge this is a trap right?"

"Yup" Dean said matter of factly. You turned your head to look at Sam when he asked "And we're just gonna walk right into it?" "Guns blazing" you answered and saw Dean glance your way in the mirror. "Well Y/N's with me, Sam?" Sam of course said "You know it"

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You drove through the night and stopped a few miles shy of where Abaddon wanted to meet so all of you could be as well prepared as possible. The place was completely abandoned. Dean gave voice to your thoughts when he asked "What the hell happened here?" "A local chemical plant sprang a leak years ago. They evacuated three square blocks. Guess it's still contaminated"

"Wait? So this whole place is poison?" you asked, a little worried. "Yeah" Sam replied and you laughed when you saw Dean's hand move to cover his crotch "That's not gonna help" Sam told him with a sigh. Dean realized you'd seen him and shrugged "It doesn't hurt"

One thing you'd gotten used to was that when you hunted with them both they had a habit of keeping you between them when they could. You weren't sure if it was on purpose or not. The three of you walked further into the town then heard a slam coming from an old diner that caused you and Sam to pull your guns. Dean nodded so you covered Sam while he kicked the door in.

"Clear" you and Dean went in behind him so you kept an eye on the kitchen to make sure there was no surprises while Dean untied Irv and who had to be Tracy. You glanced back when he said Abaddon had been torturing hunters to get information on Sam and Dean. If you hadn't been with them she might have gotten her claws on you.

Dean gave Irv a shot of holy water while Sam gave one to Tracy who rolled her eyes "Happy?" she was slinging more aggression towards Sam than you would've liked but now wasn't the time. Irv nodded to you when Dean untied him "Y/N, good to see ya" "Yeah" you said then once again Tracy got mouthy with Sam when he introduced himself. You knew the look you had when Irv quickly explained "She's new. We worked a shifter job in Sacramento together. Smart but got a mouth on her" She scoffed so you clicked your tongue "Honey we ain't got time for whatever you got going on. We need to gear up and clear out" Dean tilted his head towards you "What she said"

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You were helping Dean lay out every weapon you'd grabbed. "We got jesus juice, devil's trap bullets shoot a demon with them and put em on lockdown" He explained and you spun an angel blade in your hand "Angel blades work"

Irv took a gun loaded with Devil's trap bullets about the time Sam said "They're coming" "Good" Dean said handing you a vial of holy water. "They've got assault rifles" Sam added and you cursed under your breath "Ok, less good"

Irv looked at Dean "So, what's the play?" Dean looked at you "Give me your phone" you handed it over without question and watched him record a voice memo of himself saying "COME AND GET IT YOU DICKS" and knew his plan. You grabbed one of the cake trays and drug it over in front of him "Prop it up here" he did as you said then looked between everyone else. "Let's go"

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All of you made it out behind the cafe so Dean looked around "We got to flank seal team douche in there so uh Irv, you and me will go left. Sam, you Y/N and Tracy go right" "Ok let's move" Sam said and reached for Tracy's arm but she shoved him back "Don't touch me" "What is your problem?" you asked feeling Dean grab you around the waist with one arm to hold you in place while he repeated the question.

Tracy's eyes never moved off of Sam "My family's dead because of him" "What?" Sam asked and in that moment you could've knocked Tracy flat just for the guilt in his eyes. She looked back at you then at Dean before saying "I watched a demon slaughter my parents and the whole time it talked about how it was celebrating how some dumb kid let Lucifer out of his cage" you looked over your shoulder at Dean and he slid his arm from around you. "Ok we got to move. Y/N you go with Sam and Irv, Tracy with me" you didn't really want to leave her with Dean in case it became a your brother did this to my people so I'm gonna do this to you type of thing but it wasn't like you were in a position to start an argument. You simply nodded and tapped Sam's shoulder "Let's go"

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You were walking close to Sam gripping your gun and trying to keep an eye out, He had the demon blade in his hand and Irv was behind you. "Sam you copacetic?" Irv asked and Sam nodded "I'm good" Irv glanced at you then said "Good. Give me that toothpick, grab Y/N then you two get Dean and Tracy and get the hell out of here" "What?" you asked in shock and Irv explained "I'm going in there alone. I'll buy you as much time as I can"

"Irv, that's death" Sam glanced at you for help but you didn't know what to say at a friend basically asking for the two of you to be ok with him killing himself. Irv looked ashamed when he finally spoke "Yeah, well it's what I got coming..It's my fault. I was in some dive and I was sloppy and lonely" Sam glanced at you as Irv continued "And I met some girl and the next thing you know, I'm strapped to some bed and she's twisting things that ain't supposed to be twisted" "She who?" Sam questioned but you had a feeling you already knew the answer Irv saying "Abaddon" just confirmed you were right.

Irv's voice broke when he said "I gave em up. Pete,Tracy,even you Y/N. I gave em all up. So Sam you hand me that blade and you let me do what I got to do or so help me" but he had moved to the point his back wasn't blocked by any building and a shot rang out a second before Irv fell. Sam instinctively pushed you back and pulled his gun. You nodded that you were ok then you both leaned out to return fire then make a break for the diner that was across the street.

You fell in behind Sam and looked up to see one of the demon's holding you at gunpoint "Boo"

He snatched you to your feet and Sam dove for him with the demon blade but another demon popped up and knocked Sam sideways then both of you were thrown over the counter. You scrambled to your feet again about the time the third demon walked around the corner and smiled "Cool. I didn't miss the best part"

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Safe to say you and Sam were getting your asses handed to you. He had his head slammed into a wall and you thought he was unconscious then suddenly his eyes glowed blue and he looked at "GET DOWN" "Bout time you pop up" you muttered diving back behind the counter and tucking yourself into the smallest ball possible as Ezekiel's wings shown on the wall of the diner.

You stayed in that position until the door of the diner opened and Dean called your name. He let out a visible breath when you popped up. "Fuck don't hide again!" "He told me to!" you argued pointing at Ezekiel who was stabbing the last demon in the head with the demon blade. "They were going to kill him and her Dean" "Ezekiel?" Dean asked and you nodded. "What the hell did you do?" Dean pushed and Ezekiel turned to face him "I was protecting your brother and Y/N. I thought that was what you wanted" "Yeah of course, Thank you we're just still getting used to all this" you cut in and Ezekiel looked around "As am I" "Sam's ok?' you asked and Ezekiel explained that he had been knocked unconscious and in a way still was and wouldn't remember what happened. "So what the hell am I supposed to tell him when he comes to?" Dean asked and Ezekiel held the demon blade out "Which was why I used the knife"

"Right, smart" Dean took the blade then looked at you when Ezekiel spoke "You are troubled still" Dean turned back towards him "Yeah it's just that uh. Yeah this is on me. I was the one who talked Sam out of boarding up hell so every demon deal, every person they kill you're looking at the person who let it happen" "Dean" you tried but he wouldn't even look at you. "You were protecting your brother" Ezekiel offered then continued "I am in Sam's head. Everything he knows I know. and I know that what you did you did out of love"

Dean scoffed "Look Zeke, I'm gonna call you Zeke. I'm not really with the whole uh love and well love" you were standing there looking between the two of them when Ezekiel said "but it is why I said yes" "Yeah and if that goes sideways that's on me too" you finally snapped at Dean "PLEASE STOP HATING YOURSELF FOR FIVE SECONDS"

They both looked a little startled so you took a breath and said "We're trusting you Ezekiel" Dean finally shook himself out the shock of you hollering at him to say "and I just hope you're one of the good guys" "I am" Ezekiel said then added "But I suppose that's what a bad guy would say...Dean Winchester you are going the right thing" you took a deep breath and look at Ezekiel "How about letting Sam take back control? me and Dean will clean up before he wakes up" Ezekiel nodded then walked over to where Sam had been knocked out and sat back.

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Once his head drooped over you moved to help Dean load the weapons back into the bag. Neither of you spoke until Sam started to stir.

When he groaned you made it to his side first "Sam?" "Sammy?" Dean asked helping Sam to his feet. Sam looked at you "What the hell happened?" you shrugged "You took a shot to the head, I was about to be the pinata for these asshats before Dean decided to slide in and save our asses"

Sam looked at Dean "You killed three demons, alone?" Dean shrugged "Took them by surprise. Got a little messy, I got a little lucky oh and I'm awesome so there's that" Sam looked around and you smirked when he said "You are pretty damn awesome"

You heard an engine roll up and looked out the window to see Tracy roll up in baby and looked back at Dean "She gets to drive baby and I don't?" Dean tried to explain but you simply grabbed the weapons as the three of you headed outside.

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Tracy looked at Sam "You good?" "Yeah, more or less" and you smiled when her reply was "Good." She chunked the keys to Dean "I got everything but guess I'm late to the party" "Lucky you" you muttered and walked around to get in behind Sam as Dean said "Let's blow this toxic dump. Burgers and silkwood showers on me"

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After you dropped Tracy off at one of her friend's houses you and the boys got back on the road. You hadn't really said much to either of them. You were thinking about Ezekiel and if he truly was a good guy. Sam was used to the way you'd get quiet sometimes but Dean had looked in the mirror about a dozen times before you finally said "Speak Dean" he shrugged "You pissed at me?"

You knew you had to look as confused as you felt so he clarified "Tracy driving baby?" you laughed "Naw if you wanted to let me drive her you would" and shrugged he looked a bit hurt so you winked at him to let him know you weren't upset about that. 

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Twenty miles from Lebanon Dean decided to stop to get Kevin some food. You were sitting in the backseat with your head leaned back while Sam checked his emails.

You glanced up when the door closest to you opened and was surprised to see Dean holding the car keys out to you "I really don't want you killing me in my sleep" you grinned and snatched them from him not risking him changing his mind.

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When you pulled up to the bunker and killed the engine you looked back at Dean who was watching you and smiled "Thank you" he took the keys that you were holding out and nodded "Wait, you're still staying around right?" you didn't stop to think Sam hadn't heard that conversation between you and Dean before he said "What?" you shook your head and climbed out the car "Don't worry about it Sam I'm not going anywhere any time soon."

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Kevin was nowhere to be found and considering Crowley killed his mom the three of you ran to the armory.

Crowley was beat up but at least not dead and neither was Kevin. "Who worked you over?" Sam asked. Crowley looked at you then said "Martin Hayward and Brandon Favors" "They did this?" you asked but he shook his head "No they're demons. Your boys wanted names, I'm giving names. They're underperformers. Spike them, You're doing me a favor"

Dean smirked "Wow, you break easy" Crowley rolled his eyes "Please,your little plan to have me stir in my own delicious juices? Pathetic. You want intel, I want things too. Maybe we can come to some kind of arrangement. Quid pro quo gentlemen" "So these names are freebies?" you asked and Crowley smiled at you "Not at all sweets.You can consider them fair trade for the enjoyment Kevin gave me" "What the hell's that supposed to mean?" You and Dean asked in unison and Crowley quirked an eyebrow at that before saying "He's my new favorite toy. Wind him up and watch him go" You glared at him "You red eyed bastard" then spun around to walk out the armory and find Kevin. You heard Dean tell Sam "Check the names, I'll help Y/N find the kid"

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You found him packed up and trying to leave "Where are you going?" Dean asked but Kevin kept walking so you stepped in his path. "Y/N you can't keep me locked up here. I'm leaving" "Like hell" Dean said and you cut your eyes at him "Kev we told you not to talk to Crowley he messes with your head" "He said my mom was alive, that if I let him go he'd give her back"

"And you believed him?" Dean asked with a scoff. "He's still in there isn't he?" you moved to put yourself between Dean and Kevin before saying "Kev, Crowley's lying" "And if he's not?" he asked and you were glad for once that Dean answered "Than she's dead, in every way that matters anyways. We're sorry Kevin"

"I know you're dying to bolt. I get it but out that door it's angels and demons and they'd all love to get their hands on a prophet so even with Crowley here..It's still the safest place for you" you took a breath hoping you'd gotten through to the kid. "and we need you" Dean added.

It hurt your heart when Kevin assumed "Because I'm useful?" but you couldn't help but smile when Dean answered "No,because you're family. Same as Y/N. If you don't think after all we've been through together we all wouldn't die for each other man I don't know what to tell you. We're all we got but hey if none of that matters to you then I won't stop you and I won't let Y/N"

Kevin looked at you then slowly nodded "Ok" you cut your eyes at Dean "I'm gonna get him to his room then I'll come find you and Sam" 

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You walked into the library and heard Dean telling Sam "You have helped a lot more people than you've hurt" and guessed it was due to what Tracy said so you stepped further in and Dean waved you over and sat a glass of whiskey in front of you. 

You took it then sat down next to Sam. Dean looked back at him then said "All of that was then" he held up his glass so you did the same and bumped Sam's shoulder so he'd join in when Dean said "Here's to now"

You clicked your glasses against theirs then took a sip. "You both ready for it?" Sam asked so you looked at Dean who questioned "Ready for what?" "Fallens angels, Abaddon. Cas losing his halo, Crowley living in our basement"

You half laughed "Dean you invited me to move into a freakin sitcom" Dean shrugged "At least you have company?" Then turned his attention to Sam "What about you? How's the engine running?" 

Sam looked between the two of you before saying "Honestly? I feel better than I have in a long time. I know it's crazy out there but I look around here and I see friends and family. I'm happier than I've been in forever. It's just things are good" Dean met your eyes and nodded "Never better" 

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Sam had already headed to bed and Dean went to check in on Kevin. You knew you wouldn't wind down for a while so you collected the books Kevin had pulled about the knights of hell and laid them out across one of the tables in the library. 

You poured yourself another glass of whiskey then sat down. You were halfway through the first book when Dean cleared his throat and you glanced up to see him leaning against the doorway "I figured you went to bed" you said and held the bottle out. He took it then sat across from you "I figured you did too"

He poured a glass then reached for one of the books so you slid it across to him. The two of you read in silence for a few minutes before he called your name. You glanced up "Yeah?" "What was that about?" You weren't exactly sure what he meant so you asked "What was what about?"

He closed the book and for once there was no humor in his face when he asked "You yelling at me about not hating myself for five minutes?" Oh that was what he meant. You finally answered "You're very self deprecating Dean even worse than Sam. I can't stand it" he nodded but still pushed "Why?"

You sighed and laid the book down pulling your bottom lip between your teeth and trying to get the words right before you spoke them "You're a good man Dean. You damn near raised Sam, you have saved so many people. You have a good heart and even when you fuck up it's due to good intentions and don't start about the road to hell being paved with good intentions you know what I mean. When it comes down to it there's no one else I'd rather have to back me in a fight or as a friend" the corner of his lips ticked up in a small smirk "um thanks?" You shrugged "It's the truth. Now let's finish with these books we're currently on then I think we should head to bed" "Yours or mine?" He teased with a smirk but you knew the best way to handle Dean was to give his own medicine right back to him so you quickly fired back "Oh honey I just don't think you could handle me"  and laughed at the look on his face "Yeah I can definitely see why Sam likes having you around" "oh and you don't like having me around not even in the least?" You asked and and he rolled his eyes then pushed the book you'd been reading back at you "Read your book Y/N" 

You turned your attention back to the book but noticed the way he kept glancing your way for the next half hour. When you finally closed your book to head to bed you stood and stretched "See you in the morning?" He nodded "I'll be the best looking one" you shook your head with a smile then headed to your room.

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Butterflies & Moths Flutter in Automated Flipbooks

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Illustrations of the elegant atlas moth and paper kite and orange-barred sulphur butterflies fly through a new trio of analog animations by J.C. Fontanive. The Cleveland-born artist created a sleek flipbook machine while he was a student at the Royal College of Art back in 2004 and has since crafted myriad designs featuring birds and insects that fly around the small, metallic frame. His most recent works bring the 2D Lepidoptera to life as they burst into a flurry of quick movements, and the individual paper cards emit a subtle whirring, similar to that of fluttering wings. “Flipping pages make these handmade sculptures live in real sound and space. Creatures flit and flicker by to awaken the poetry of movement and inspire through nature and invention,” Fontanive says.

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My Bird List

25/02/2024

 Apostlebird, Maidenwell 3/9

Australian Brush-Turkey, passim.

Australian White Ibis, passim.

Australian Pelican, passim.

Australian Raven, passim.

Australian Ringneck (Cloncurry Parrot), Alice Springs NT 2/10

Australian Wood (Maned) Duck, Yorks Hollow Brisbane 1/07

Australasian Figbird (Imm), Banks Street Reserve 10/16

Barn Swallow, Ashgrove Brisbane 04/11

Barn Owl, Cirque du Soleil Carpark, Hendra Brisbane 11/06

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Black-breasted Buzzard, Darwin NT 8/10

Black-faced Cuckoo-shrike, Wilston Brisbane 03/10

Black-faced Woodswallow, Stanthorpe 8/20

Black-shouldered Kite, Byron Bay NSW 12/06

Black Currawong, Freycinet Peninsular 5/22

Black Swan, Yarraman 10/13

Blue-faced Honeyeater, passim.

Brahminy Kite, Rainbow Beach Queensland 3/10

Brown Cuckoo-Dove, North Stradbroke Island 2/19

Brown Falcon, Toowoomba 5/15

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Brown Honeyeater, Darwin NT 3/10

Brown Quail, Blackbutt 2/14

Bush Stone-curlew, Oxley Brisbane 2007

Cape Barren Goose, Apollo Bay VIC 3/08

Cattle Egret, Byron Bay hinterland NSW, 12/06

Common Myna, passim.

Crimson Finch, Darwin NT, 3/10

Crimson Rosella, Apollo Bay VIC 3/08

Diamond Dove, Darwin NT 8/10

Dollarbird, Woodford Folk Festival Bird Tour Queensland, 12/06

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Double-barred Finch, North Queensland 9/06

Eastern Reef Egret, Fogg Dam NT 8/10

Eastern Whipbird (immature), Byron Bay hinterland NSW 12/06

Eastern (pale-headed) Rosella, J.C. Slaughter Falls Brisbane, 4/10

Emu, in captivity and in wild.

Forest Kingfisher, Darwin NT 8/10

Forest Raven, passim TAS 5/22

Galah, in captivity and in wild.

Great Cormorant, Minnie Water NSW 2/24

Great Egret, Fogg Dam NT 8/10

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Grey Butcherbird, Wilston 2/10

Grey Fantail, Eumundi QLD 3/10~

Grey Goshawk, Darwin NT 8/10

Grey-headed Honey-eater, Ross River NT 2/10

Grey Shrike-Thrush, Enoggera 4/20

House Sparrow, passim.

Intermediate Egret, Nudgee Beach Brisbane 3/10

Laughing Kookaburra, passim.

Little Black Cormorant, Rainbow Beach 12/16

Little “Brush” Wattlebird, Byron Bay lighthouse NSW 5/10

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Little Penguin, Apollo Bay VIC 11/08~

Little Pied Cormorant, Hobart 5/22

Magpie Goose, Fogg Dam NT 08/10

Magpie-lark, passim

Mangrove Gerygone, Darwin NT 8/10

Masked Lapwing, passim.

Mistletoebird, Rainbow Beach QLD 3/11

Mulga Parrot, Alice Springs NT 2/10

Noisy Friarbird, passim.

Noisy Miner, passim.

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Orange Footed Scrubfowl, Darwin NT 8/10~

Pacific Gull, Hobart TAS 5/22

Peaceful Dove, Darwin NT 8/10

Pheasant Coucal, Bribie Island Queensland 12/05

Pied Butcherbird, Caboolture Lakes Queensland 5/10

Pied Cormorant, Darwin NT 8/10

Pied Currawong, Byron Bay hinterland NSW 12/06

Pied Oystercatcher, Low Head TAS 5/22

Plumed Whistling Duck, Blackbutt 2/14

Purple Swamphen, Yorks Hollow Brisbane 09/09

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Rainbow Lorikeet, passim.~

Red-necked Stint, North Stradbroke Island 2/19

Red Knot, Low Head TAS 5/22

Restless Flycatcher, Murwillumbah Hinterland 5/13

Rock Dove (Feral Pigeon), passim.

Royal Spoonbill, Enoggera Creek 8/07

Shining Flycatcher, Darryl's house 1/21

Silvereye, The Shed Nanango 8/23

Silver Gull, North Stradbroke Island 11/17

Southern Emu-Wren, Minnie Water NSW 2/24

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Spotless Crake, South Bank 4/10~

Spotted Pardalot, North Queensland 9/06

Spotted Turtle-Dove, Enoggera Creek Brisbane 12/08

Straw-necked Ibis, Kedron Brook Brisbane 8/07

Superb Fairy-wren, Enoggera Reserve 8/17

Sulphur-crested Cockatoo, passim.

Tawny Frogmouth, passim.

Torresian Crow, Maidenwell 10/13

Variegated Fairy-wren, “The Joynt” Hotel, West End Brisbane 4/10

Wedge-tailed Eagle, wedding weekend near Warwick 1/09

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Wandering Albatross, Wooli Beach NSW 2/23~

Welcome Swallow, Brisbane City 2/08

White-browed Babbler, Homestead Caravan Park Nanango Queensland 02/23

White-cheeked Honey-eater, Stradbroke Island Queensland 11/07

White-faced Heron (Imm), Kedron Brook Brisbane 1/07

White-gaped Honey-eater, Darwin NT 8/10

White-headed Pigeon, Cairns 11/12

White-naped Honey-eater, Wilston Brisbane 6/09

White-winged Black Tern, Bribie Island 1/15

White-winged Chough, North Stradbroke Island 2/18

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Willie Wagtail, passim.~

Yellow Oriole, Fogg Dam NT, 8/10

Yellow-tailed Black-Cockatoo, Mt. Glorious, 2/10

Zebra Finch, Palm Valley NT 10/08

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TOTAL 104 birds 25 February 2024

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1st bird - Pheasant Coucal at Bribie Island w/- Graeme Norris Xmas '05

50th bird – Brahminy Kite flying over Rainbow Beach SLC, w/- Kirsten Easter 2010

75th bird - White-headed pigeon in downtown Cairns w/- Kirsten 24/11/12

100th Bird - the White-browed Babbler - Homestead Caravan Park, Nanango 2/23

103rd and 104th birds Southern Emu Wren and Great Cormorant at Minnie Water NSW February 2024, identification assisted by Kirsten

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Orange-barred Sulphur butterfly pendant crafted from ethically-sourced wings, Citrine point, Opal & Carnelian~ available in the shop now 💛🌼✨

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otp eyes, 2. nyoka, please!

The night was warm and the drinks were cold, and that was Nyoka’s all-time favourite combination. Aloysious sat across from her, his hair a real dark burned orange tonight, with that look in his eyes that said it was a good thing she was alive; a wonderful thing. Damn near had her believing it herself. He was so easy to talk to; that was the problem.

“It was just a job at first, you know?” She shrugged. “Cap’n came into the bar looking for a field guide. She’d never even seen a mant before. Never even heard of ‘em. She had a vicar with her, a real piece of work. Thought he was better than everyone, acted like he had all the answers. Fact was, he didn’t have any answers, and it scared the sulphur out of him. The Captain had the answer, but she didn’t want it, not at first.”

“So it was just the three of you?”

“Cap’n had a sawbones and a really good engineer on the crew. I reckon she didn’t wanna risk ‘em on Monarch. And there was another guy, a younger guy. She was protective of him. So they all stayed on the ship.”

“Felix,” Aloysious grinned. Nyoka felt her heart do something downright inadvertent at the sight, and she took a drink to hide it.

“So yeah, it was just the three of us, all the way from the shore of the Bay to the top of the Peak. Half the time they were going at each other, the other half… well, I guess they were going at each other the other kind of way. Like a pair of rapts in heat, and they were not subtle about it. Turned out, they were each other’s answer all along.

“Skip speed to them,” he said. His hand was on hers, and the night was warm and the drinks were cold.

Outstanding.

[buggytron]

Okay, basics on Bug A.U? and Who’s a yandere?

Okay basics. You got,

Lost Light Colony

Rodimus: Glow bug

Drift: Orchid Pray Mantis

Minimus Ambus: Ampid that wears beetle armor

Getaway: Metallic Jewel Beetle

Megatron: Bullet Ant

Ratchet: Worker Ant

Ambulon: Cotton Stainer bug

First Aid: Velvet Ant

Velocity: BagWorm Moth

Nautica: Purple Fungus Beetle

Night beat: Graphocephala

Rung: Orangetipped Butterfly

Whirl: Eupholus bennetti Beetle

Tailgate: Light Emerald Moth

Cyclonus: Violet Ground Beetle

Chromedome: MilkWeed Assassin Bug

Rewind: Eight-Spotted Forester Moth

Swerve: Garden Snail

Skids: Grasshopper

Riptide: Water Glider

ThunderClash: Red Speckled Jewel Beetle

Prime Colony

Optimus Prime: Fire Ant with Beetle armor

Prowl: Black Widow

Arcee: Grass hopper

Bumblebee: Bee

Bulkhead: Green June beetle

WheelJack: Ladybird Johnson Beetle

Jazz: Eyed Click Beetle

Ultra Magnus: Hercules Beetle

Smokescreen: Moth

Knockout: Ladybug

Breakdown: Stinkbug

DreadWing: Soldier Beetle

Elitas Colony

Elita: Pink Leaf Beetle

Arcee (G1): Pink Katydid

FireStar: Atteva aurea Moth

Chromia: Bkue Mud Dauber

Windblade: Faithful Beauty Moth

Strika: Goliath Beetle

Black Arachnia: Purple Tree Tarantula

Starscreams Colony

Starscream: Cecropia moth

ThunderCracker: Hufnagel Moth

SkyWarp: Erebid moth

Buster: Peacock Spider

Sunny and Sides

Sunstreaker: Orange Barred Sulphur Butterfly

Sideswipe: ViceRoy Butterfly

Bob: Jumping Spider

SoundWave

SoundWave: Centipede

Rumble: Blue Jewel bug

Frenzy: Red Jewel Bug

Ravage: Rosy Maple Moth

Lazerbeak: Hummingbird HawkMoth

Buzzsaw: Hummingbird HawkMoth

Ratbat: Bat Moth/ Black Witch Moth

SteeJaws Colony

SteelJaw: Wolf Spider

SaberHorn: Rhinoceros Beetle

ThunderHoof: Deer Beetle

Fracture: Purple Orchid Mantis

Clampdown: Pseudoscorpion

Underbite: Titan Beetle

DJD colony

Tarn: Orb Weaver Silk Spider

Pharma: Leaf Cutter Ant

Koan: Lightning bug

Vos: Helmeted Squash Bug

Helex: Wolf Spider

Tesasurus: Giant Milipede

The Pet: Sweet Neon Hopper Nymph

Rougue Insects

Arachnid: Huntman Spider

Deathsarus: Dragon Fly Beetle Mix

Swindle: Hornet

Lockdown: Fiddler Beetle

Overlord: Blue Flower Beetle

Trepan: Estigmene Tiger Moth

Trantulus: Trantulus

Blitzwing: Monarch Butterfly (wings change with personality)

Lugnut: Blister Beetle

Waspinator: Wasp

Scraplets: Baeus

Most likely to go yandere.

Anyone can go Yandere as long as you request. Most likely to do so are,

Lost Light Colony: Rodimus, Drift, Brainstorm, Megatron, Getaway, Whirl, and Cyclonus

Primes Colony: Knockout, Breakdown, Prowl, and WheelJack

Elitas Colony: Elita, Arcee and Strika

SoundWaves Colony: Rumble and Frenzy

SteelJaws colony: All of them

DJD: All of them.

Rogue insects: All of them

[theramseyloft]

“Seraphim x COF” Aren’t Seraphim just white Classic Old Frills that became their own breed? Are there any temperament differences? (Several new breeds were developed as white offshoots of the German Shepherd dog for example).

They are an offshoot of the Classic Old Frill, but they are not just a white COF.

There are distinct structural differences, and the white is a very specific genetic cocktail: Recessive Red Grizzled satinettes with the white side variation of the pied gene.

Here is my excellent COF hen, Neylan, a Blue Lace Satinette Spot-Tail.

Here is the Standard drawing for the COF.

The Classic Oriental Frill is an exhibition breed of pigeon from the Owl family. It is also known as the Old Fashioned Oriental Frill and the Old Style Oriental Frill. It is the precursor breed from which the modern Oriental Frill was created. It is a beautiful ancient pigeon breed, which can now be seen on exhibit at major American and Canadian shows. GENERAL IMPRESSION: A small to medium sized (average weight 11-12 oz) cobby pigeon, with a jaunty disposition. Stations at near to a 45-degree angle with the tip of the tail just clearing the floor. Typical characteristics include a breast frill, peak crest, grouse muffs, and a medium-short thick beak. Satinettes are shield marked / tail marked birds with white bars or laces on their shield and Moon Spots or laces on their tail. Blondinettes are whole colored birds which also possess white bars or lacing on the shields and Moon Spots or lacing on the tail...Some varieties have the lacing extending over most of the body. HEAD: Roundish to slightly oval, substantial, wide. Arched forehead that flows in a smooth, continuous curve from the tip of the beak to the tip of the peak. Wattle small and neat. EYE: Large, bright and prominent. Eye cere fine in texture and flesh colored. Bull eyes in Satinettes. The eye in Blondinettes to be yellow gravel to deep red brown depending upon the variety. BEAK: Medium short in length, substantial/thick, blending into the forehead in a smooth, uninterrupted curve. Flesh colored in Satinettes, flesh to horn to black in Blondinettes, depending upon the variety. Wattle small and smooth. Classic Old Frills can feed their young and do not need feeders. CREST: Needlepoint Peak Crest. Upright and central. Rising at least as high as the highest part of the head. Peak crest supported by a well-developed mane, without any sign of a mane break. (The indentation between the Peak Crest and the mane.) NECK: Short and strong, appearing thick due to the mane at the back of the neck, and the gullet. Held proudly, and upright so that the eye is directly over the juncture of the toes with the ankle. There should be a pronounced gullet extending from just under the lower mandible down the throat into the frill. FRILL: The frill should extend from the middle of the gullet and continue into the breast (ideally 2" in length). It should be well developed and profuse. A shorter, more profuse frill is preferred over one that is sparse but greater in length. Feathers to grow outward to both sides uniformly. Feathers that grow only to one side or disproportionately to one side will be penalized. Rose shaped frills will be penalized. BREAST AND BODY FORM: Breast is broad, well rounded, held forward prominently and tapering toward the rear of the bird. Size is small to medium with Body Form to be firm. compact and cobby. WINGS: Strong, lying close to the body, covering the back, without "sails", and lying flat on the tail. LEGS: Short, profusely covered with grouse muffs all the way to the toenails. Toenails to be white in Satinettes flesh to horn to black in Blondinettes depending upon the variety. PLUMAGE: Well developed, tight, lying flat with the exception of the Frill and the Peak Crest. FLIGHTS AND TAIL: Flights short, resting flat on the tail. Flights and tail to be shorter rather than longer. Tail to be no more than 2 feathers in width. Tail just clearing the floor when in show position. STATION: Upright station at near to a 45-degree angle, which causes the tail to be held downward rather than horizontal. COLOR: While no preference is given to any one color, all colors should be bright, smooth and even. In laced birds the lacing should be clear and distinct. In barred birds the bars should be clear, narrow. long and even. The color inside the bars or laces should be white. The color inside the Moon Spots or tail laces should be white. The factors which give the Oriental Frill its unique coloring are Toy Stencil and Frill Stencil, in combination. Toy Stencil affecting mainly the body and Frill Stencil affecting mainly the tail. Without these factors in proper combination, various shades of color will be produced, from normal coloration to bronzes/ sulphurs and a root beer coloration, in their various hues. Toy Stencil and Frill Stencil causes the whitening effect that one sees in a well marked Oriental Frill. RECOGNIZED COLORS: Blue Silver (Dilute Blue) Brown Khaki (Dilute Brown) Ash Red Ash Yellow (Dilute Ash Red) Black (Spread Blue) Dun (Spread Silver) Lavender (Spread Ash Red & Ash Yellow) Recessive Red Recessive Yellow There will also be a class for AOC, for other factors which fanciers successfully transfer over to Classic Frills, such as milky, reduced, opal, etc. It should be noted that these factors must also have the telltale marks of Oriental Frills, and that is the Toy Stencil and Frill Stencil Factors, in combination, so that the same requirements stated in other parts of the standard are applicable to any new color factor added to the gene pool. COLOR NAMES: Bluette: Blue Bar Satinette Silverette: Silver Bar Satinette Brownette: Brown Bar Satinette COLOR / PATTERN / MARKINGS: Satinettes are white except for a colored shield and colored tail (including about half of the rump and the wedge to the vent). Ash Red birds are to have clear and obvious tail color and markings (It should he noted that it is most difficult to achieve the same quality of tail markings in Ash Red/Ash Yellow birds as in other color varieties). The shield is laced or barred. Spread birds have a laced tail. Non-Spread birds have a barred tail with white Moon Spots. The shield bars are to be White. The inside of the laces on the shield are to be White. The inside of each Moon Spot is to be White. The inside of each laced tail feather is to be White. There should be a clear delineation between the lacing and the ground color. The bars should be clear, long, even and narrow. The ideal is 10x 10 white flights, always with colored thumb feathers. White thumb feathers will be penalized. 7 to 10 white flights are allowed, with even numbered flights preferred over odd numbers of flights on opposing wings. There is to be an even line of demarcation across the rump between the colored tail and white back. This line falls about half way between where the wings first separate and the actual beginning of the tail feathers. An even line, both top and bottom, is more important than the actual location of the line on the rump. The same description applies to the Blondinettes with the exception that the Blondinette is a whole colored bird and has no solid white feathers. In Spot tail version of Blondinettes, usually just the tail and the wings show Toy and Frill Stencil. In Laced Tailed varieties, the lacing usually extends over most, if not all of the body--these are usually the spread factor birds.

Here is the standard drawing for the Seraphim

The Seraphim (pronounced sara-fim) are the white angels of the pigeon fancy. They are unusual in that they are all genetically recessive red and recessive yellow birds. They become entirely white in their first molt because of the "whitesides" trait that they carry (some birds take two molts to lose every colored feather and this is acceptable). Because of the purity and grace of their lines and because of the "miraculous" way in which they become white (of course it's genetics), they are appropriately named after the angels that are said to guard God's throne.

When stationing, the Seraphim have a slim appearance. The head is held high, the tail low and the chest is projected upward and forward which causes the frill to become very pronounced. As is appropriate for an angel, the wings are well defined and clearly delineated from the body (there is a dramatic separation between the wing butt and the chest). The feet of the Seraphim give further proof that these birds are angels, because each toe is covered with just enough feathers to create the appearance of a white star.

Other than the color, the head is the most important feature of the Seraphim. Its graceful, noble curves leave no doubt that this bird is a heavenly creation. The curve from the beak to the peak is smooth, uninterrupted and elegant. The beak, which is soft pink in color, is not to be filed at it is perfectly proportioned to look beautiful and be fully adequate to feed young. The wattle is smooth and a whitish pink color so it does not detract from the clean line of the head. The eye is bull, the eye cere is small, unobtrusive and almost white.

The peak should be a perfect needle point with a full, arching mane that leads to a sleek, convex back (visible when the bird is stationed properly or tightly "pulled up").

HEAD ( 25 pts.): Faults - Flat (lack of swoop), peak too low, boxy head, frontal too prominent, beak too small.

PEAK (20 pts.): Faults - Tufted peak, twisted peak, flat peak (shell crest), peak set too high or too low.

FRILL (15 pts.): Faults - Too little frill, frill too short, too wide or crooked.

EYE COLOR (10 pts.): Faults - Light eye, orange eye.

BODY COLOR (10 pts.): Faults - Failure to molt to white in two years; color other than recessive red or recessive yellow is unacceptable.

MUFF (5 pts.): Faults - Too much ankle feathering, too much or too little toe feathering (exposed toes).

STATION (5 pts.): Faults - Refusal to station or "pull up" which shows wing separation and convex back.

MANE (5 pts.): Faults - Break in mane.

CONDITION (5 pts.): Faults - Poor condition.

Breeders of the Seraphim are seeking to achieve official recognition of the breed by the NPA. Breeders interested in joining this effort should call 309-523-2760.