#I love bitterns so much
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It has made me indescribably happy to see bitterns show up on my feed! I love them so much! Thank you!
It's one of my favorite groups of birds, too! There's a state park here in Texas, that the boyfriend brings me to every spring so we can watch them hiding in the Reeds, and listen to them boom all day.
Here's a bit, and I haven't posted yet, just for you…

Stripe-backed Bittern (Ixobrychus involucris), family Ardeidae, order Pelicaniformes, Maldonado, Uruguay
Photograph by viviremco
#nature#animals#bird#ornithology#bittern#heron#wading bird#ixobrychus#Ardeidae#Pelicaniformes#south america
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What is your favorite picture of each of your cats?
I can't do just one, I must do three, but in each case I think the first is probably my favorite.
Dried Pickle Man:
One of these. The origin of his name with the hamburger stickers, or the second one, which doesn't look special, but was a special moment. He was lying in my lap, purring, and gazing lovingly up at me. There are prettier pictures of him, but this is how he is much of the time, and will be much of how I remember him. The last is him despising a noodle. Sometimes the pictures we love best are not the best pictures.
Fancy:
These three. How she loves/is loved, puzzle pieces and mashy paws. Her and her tiger grub, looking regal. Her, unrepentant after crime.
Raleigh:
His beauty, a picture that somehow captures what a himbo he is, and him being silly. He is our night light, our Meadowheart. There will never, ever be another heart like his.
Sid:
Handsome and enigmatic. Goofy and weird. Gay, neckless little cryptid. (Literally gay.) Not shown: goblin hands. You only see his neck when he wants to play-fight and is acting tough. It's there, it must just be folded up like a bittern's.
And Etrigan, who has moved out, but is still part of the family:
I don't even know, with the roses. I don't know. He just did that for a minute, then spat it out. Handsomest boy. Man-faced stink bug. He photographs either extremely well or extremely badly, and there is no in between.
Honorable mention:
Their love, Raleigh and Fancy, is something so special.
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I do not want to ask you a question. I just want to let you know two things. First, the bittern and a grocery store is amazing. I love it so much and there is no way to comment and it drives me insane because I love it so much. He is a greater bittern!!!!! Even if he is technically a lesson bittern or an American bittern, yes its great bittern!!!!!! And as a person who loves birds and bird watching, I wish you to know how much I love this. Second, your geese the one with legs. He is beautiful! Canadian geese are terrifying they would kill without qualms and yet I wish to pet the Canadian Griffin the cat goose. Anyways, I know this is not what the ask section is for, but I just wanted to let you know how much I love the comics and your drawings, so thank you for posting them!!!
But if an ask box can't be for raving about birds, then what's even the point of the internet?! Thank YOU for sharing the goose and bittern appreciation!
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I can't stop thinking about Crowley and his love for the world. He is a demon and he is supposed to be evil, but instead he comes across as good, and that's simply because he loves. He loves the universe because he helped create it, he loves it to the point that he falls because he can't accept that it has to be destroyed one day. As a demon he becomes bitter and angry and stops seeing the point of the creation but he still loves it deeply. And he loves the earth and all living things because they are part of it. He loves the creation so much that he doesn't kill animals, that he has plants to take care of even when he doesn't have a flat anymore. He loves the earth to the point that he comes up with a plan to stop the apocalypse, to the point that he prays for humanity to a God that has abandoned him.
And he loves Aziraphale. Even more deeply. Not as another part of creation but as a whole different entity, as someone to love in a total kind of way. He loves him as an equal, as his other half, as someone to spend eternity and share his love for the world with. And he loves him to the point that he'd do anything for him, even risk his own destruction, over and over.
See, I don't think Good Omens is about good and evil, about being good or bad. It's about love, and how the things we love define us. Crowley is neither bad nor good. He is a being full of bitternes and scepticism, and, above all, full of love.
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oooh unlearn in bitternes for finarfin or this is held true by the wise for finrod/beor?
FANTASTIC prompt beloved <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
TW for unreality, mentions of death and blood
Arafinwë has been prone to strange dreams, lately: of wide green lands and a misty lake, and gems glittering in the darkness. Thus the part of his mind that remains awake at all times, listening for his children, is not surprised at first when he sees Nolofinwë riding towards him.
“We are lost,” says Nolofinwë, “lost, all lost, and our children with us!”
A blink, and they are strolling down one of the winding alleys of Alqualondë, arm in arm. “I thought to send Findaráto to learn from Fëanáro, for awhile,” he says tentatively.
Nolofinwë stiffens. “Why?”
“Well, he is so crafty - and Fëanáro has so much to teach him! And perhaps -” Arafinwë hesitates. He does not want to voice his secret hope.
Nolofinwë snorts. “Perhaps, if he gets to know Findaráto, he will soften towards us - and our mother? Well, if anyone could accomplish such a thing, it would be your eldest. But it will not happen.”
“Well, why not?” says Arafinwë, suddenly defensive. “Our brother is not a monster. I know he once was cruel, but he was young then, and it was so long ago -”
“He is set in his ways,” says Nolofinwë.
“Maybe you are,” says Arafinwë. “But I do not wish to be.”
Nolofinwë sighs. “Well, he is your son. Only - be careful. Fëanáro is hot-tempered, and bears no love for us.”
“He does,” insists Arafinwë. “If it came to it - he would still choose his family over everything.”
Nolofinwë raises one elegant brow. “Strong words from one who dwells far from Tirion.”
Arafinwë sighs. “I know,” he says, “but we were all so young. We are older now. It cannot hurt to try!”
“I suppose not,” says Nolofinwë, “at the very least, he would never raise a hand against any of us. I do not believe violence is in his nature: only hot words. But the words are enough.”
Arafinwë cannot help a small smile. “Not for Findaráto. I know not how he mastered this skill, but anger seems to slide off of him like water off the hull of a ship; such words affect him not.”
Alqualondë blurs around him; there is blood on the streets; and when he turns back to Nolofinwë there is ash in his brother’s hair.
“Nolo?” he asks, uncertain.
“They are dead,” says Nolofinwë. “Dead and gone. Your children and mine. Send them not to Fëanor, brother!”
“Fëanor…?” repeats Arafinwë, confused; but the dream is slipping through his fingers. Is that a child crying, from the next room - is it Angaráto? No, Angaráto is long grown…
He wakens in the dark. His bed is cold; he is in his father’s rooms, ruling his father’s court, and dreaming of dead things.
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Traintober | Day 5 - It’s Only Me
Blue Peter breaks down when he realises that he’s the only one of the A2 Peppercorns left and that his best friend and cousin Saint Mungo, never made it to preservation.
TW for suggestions of self-harm, suicide and depression
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The sound of metal grinding against metal rattled in his smokebox as the daylight from outside pierced through the dark musty interior of the shed making him wince in pain and squint against the blinding light. He could hear the voices of men talking as his eyes adjusted to the light.
“Is this the one?” A man’s voice asked nearby and Blue Peter looked down to find a man staring up at him.
“Yes sir, a LNER A2 Peppercorn, the last one,” another man came up behind him with a British Railway pin on his lapel. “He’ll make a fine companion to Bittern.”
The man snorted and shook his head.
“I would have preferred an A1 Peppercorn but they’ve all been cut up,” the man dismissively waved at Blue Peter.
A chill ran through Blue Peter’s boiler. His cousins… the A1s, no they couldn’t have.
“My cousins are gone?” Blue Peter suddenly croaked out weakly. “But I thought… Saint Mungo.”
The men looked towards him and a look of sympathy passed on their faces.
“There was an incident regarding Saint Mungo,” the British Railways man frowned. “He was cut up despite being slated for preservation.”
“A true shame, I would have very much liked to own such a magnificent engine!” The other man declared but then looked at Blue Peter with a critical gaze. “I suppose an A2 will have to do.”
Blue Peter said nothing, still reeling from the news that Saint Mungo was gone.
Blue Peter didn't know quite how long he had been kept in storage. He wasn't even sure if they remembered him. After all, his last crew had simply parked him in storage and left without even cleaning out his firebox or doing proper procedures to maintain him.
The thought of maybe seeing Saint Mungo once, even if it was a final goodbye as he was sent for scrap had kept him hopeful, been the one thing that had helped him hang on to hope.
He was startled from his thoughts as the BR mam snapped his fingers at him to get his attention.
"Pay attention!" The man barked but Blue Peter barely heard him. "Mr. Drury has agreed to purchase you, you should show him thanks and not be rude! Do you want to be sent for scrap, engine?"
"I-" Blue Peter quickly returned his attention to the threat and quickly masked his despair. "Yes sir! I apologise for my rudeness, sir. If you purchase me I shall serve you well!"
The man, Mr Drury, nodded at him.
"Still seems to have its wits about it, no sign of Cold Iron," he examined before eyeing the nameplate on his smoke deflector. "Blue Peter eh?"
"Yes sir, I am Blue Peter, at your service!" The Peppercorn chirped.
Mr Drury looked thoughtful for a moment before a wide grin appeared across his face.
"Yes, yes actually that would be perfect!" The man was delighted now. "I have the best idea for how to restore this one!"
"You're going to use the Blue Peter show?" The BR man pointed out and Drury nodded excitedly.
"It's the perfect way to teach younger generations about an obsolete technology!"
Blue Peter almost guffawed at that.
Obsolete? Obsolete!
He was most certainly not obsolete, no matter how much these humans clung to their disgusting, smelly diesel. Steam engines were one of a kind! They were charming and full of personality!
He kept quiet though and did not voice his displeasure. He kept his face straight, his tender aligned and his attitude proper. He would rather not be left to rust in this storage shed any longer.
"How about that? You could be a part of the children's television show, Blue Peter, isn't that exciting?" Mr. Drury enthusiastically implored.
It sounded appalling and Blue Peter wanted no part in it. If anyone would have loved it, it would have been Saint Mungo.
But Blue Peter didn’t want to be scrapped and so he put on his best and most amicable face.
“Yes sir, that sounds incredibly exciting sir, I cannot wait to do my part!”
Mr. Drury clapped his hands together.
“Excellent! What a fortunate turn of events, instead of getting A1 I’ve been blessed with an engine that could pay for its own restoration with its name alone,” he exclaimed.
“So you’ll take him?” The BR asked excitedly and Mr Drury nodded enthusiastically.
“I most certainly will my good man!”
“Right! This way sir! I’ll have you fill out the paperwork and then we can organise to get him out of our storage sheds!”
“Excellent, excellent!” Mr. Drury turned back to Blue Peter as he and the man began to leave.
“I trust that you’ll be a good addition, Blue Peter, so rejoice in the fact that you won’t be scrapped!” He told him and Blue Peter managed to muster a pained smile.
“Yes sir, thank you sir!” He gratefully retorted.
Without another word, the two men left and shut him in darkness once again.
The painful smile Blue Peter had kept up vanished the second that the shed doors closed and he felt tears flow down his face, unable to stop them.
All his siblings, his cousins, they were all gone. They had all left him.
For however many years he had spent wasting away in this shed had only ever been tolerable due to the fact that he may once again see Saint Mungo. Only now, he was to find that something had happened, that Saint Mungo had found himself at the cutter’s torch.
Blue Peter felt empty, his boiler felt like there was rust creeping into his tubes, his frames felt heavy with grief and aching that he couldn’t quite describe.
Maybe it would have been more of a relief to be finally hauled out to the scrapyard knowing that his entire family was gone.
That it was only him left in this cruel dark world.
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#traintober#traintober 2023#ttte fanfic#ttte blue peter#ttte young iron#tw suicide#tw self harm#tw depression
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(This is all about ''Something (just like this'' :], i apolagize in advance)
Theres an auther (you, i'm thinking of you) that has given sutch weight to the simple human pains everyone has, let them cary a greaf in every breath they're mentioned, i can't help but ache with the mc as one because i get it, i understand and even if i handn't felt the same pain that crushes your hope of ever being loved in the same way you do, if i hadn't though myself cynical and bitter the way she does i still think i'd get it.
I still think i'd be able to see myself cradle my heart like an infant, even though it's an old ugly, terrable creature.
The plots so ritch it's unbalivable that i get to read your works for free, like i knew it was her bestfried the second our artist glaced over her sholder and saw her drawing kids with guns in masks. But it was her best-fucking-fried, who dies without answering her livid questioning.
It's her constant self awair bitternes to the person she is that just-
Chefs fucking kiss.
Like the way she views herself and everyone else she thinks threatens the few things she sees as good in her with a sort of cynicalnes, but through herself that is bloody perfect.
Shes insane for the shit she pulls, Gods i love her.
I cannot expres enough of my love for the way you craft your words, the story and the way you put so mutch care into it makes me ill.
Izuku is caprured so well, his whole being being intertwined with Katsukies-....i am going feral as we speak.
Also her being an artist so acuretly presented, it's insane, the way she is about her skill, her talents, her works and her instuments and the way there are these little moments she wants to capture is so stupidly accurate to how i see the world as a creative. Always hungry and always craving to make, even when im no where near a peace of paper or even the shittiest of pens.
Im grinning and in fucking tears. (As i was writing all of this in my notes i wasn t even that far into the last chapter.)
Holy fuck, god i fucking despise Hana. And i get why, and im amazed at how her resoning, her pain and anger dosn't justify(?) shit when i've seen a lot of things where someones inhumane actions get swept under the rug cus they were hurting quietly, or something.
She was like a quirk nazi. Nothing redeams(?) that, y'know?
Auther i am shaking you by the sholders, and im sorry if my nails dig in too deep but holy fuck. Breathings hard, fic so good my rib cage has started to feel too small for my heart, and my lungs, and the hole your story has carved inbetween all of it.
Fic so good i haven't even gotten to the end and i want to thank you for, for all this has done to me. I'm shit with fics where there are a lot of words, no matter how mutch i love the characters and yet, and yet somehow this is one of the 100k + fanfics i have enjoyed every gut wrenching second of.
I feel like vomiting
In fact
I might.
They all need therapy after this, methinks.
(I know this is long and loopy, and my english (my second language) is not great, and that ultametly i kinda said nothing but i needed you to see (at least a little bit of) how insanely wonderful your craft is)
Anywho, i still haven't finished, and that was a lot of words, but i hope you have a lovely 24 h, i wish you the best with all of your future works. "Something (just like this)" has...given me brain damadge i'm guessing.
Blue, there is nothing to apologise for, I think you are wonderful. 🥺 You said everything. 🥺 From this message alone—from you taking the time to write it, and send it, I can tell you that there’s nothing about your heart that’s old or ugly or terrible. If anything, I think it’s golden—like the afternoon sun, reflecting all that good light back until it’s too much to hold. 🥹🫀✨
But okay, lemme try and do the thoughtfulness of this ask some justice. 🥹💕 God, to be honest I kinda worried about Hana, and her place in the story. Like—knowing how it was going to end. I think a lot of us will end up parting ways with people in our life that were important—and some, unfortunately, for ugly reasons. Hana’s betrayal is like, so extreme, so dramatic and terrible. And it doesn’t just hurt Reader, it hurt other people, kids. Like sure, Hana was hurt—but then she turned around and hurt others, willingly. And there’s no justice for the ones she directly affects. You’re right, Blue. You can’t redeem that—you can only pick up the pieces around it.
Tbh, I think Reader’s bitterness would’ve made building a life after it all that much harder, if it weren’t for other people. 🥹 Like—Scribbles cynical nature was such a fun part of writing the fic, lmao, and it absolutely would’ve made life that much harder for her in the aftermath if she didn’t have support. 🥹 I think someone like Scribbles, who barely trusts themselves, was a good match/contrast for Izuku who—like, even in canon is learning to overcome the worst of his most fear-driven habits. It gives him the ability to see Scribbles in a way that—that she needed. 🥺
Bluey!!! You’re an artist too??? Like our Reader. 🥹 The need to document everything is so real lmao. Like—it’s constant!! An insatiable way of looking at the world. 🥹 How do I capture this, how can I do this. I literally just had that feeling the other night, driving home under a perfectly straight trail of cloud like a comet’s tail. The sky was that perfect, indigo glow, and there was a single star alongside of it and it genuinely looked like the trail of a meteorite streaking over the sky and I wanted to remember everything about it. I wanted to draw it, write it, anything to keep it.
Blue, you have said so many kind things about my writing. 🥺 Either in this ask or in the tags of other things. And!!! It means so much to me, every time. 🥺 This is what I mean when I say you have a reflective, golden heart. 🥹💛🌿 I’m always going to be glad that like, I could write something that made you wanna reach out and say hello, lmao, but mostly I’m just glad you’re here. ☀️
(Also, as an aside—you mentioned a song, in the tags of one post a little while ago. I wanted you to know that I immediately ran to spotify to try and find it, lmao, and listen to it and like, now it lives in my likes and every time I listen to it I think of you and also of maybe trying to write a Bakugou worthy of the association, lmao. It’s such a sweet song, Blue, thank-you for the new music 🌷)
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Hello your blog is so lovely! If its not too much trouble could I get some names and pronouns for Ceruledge? Please take your time and have a good day/night either way! /gen
— • NAMES FOR CERULEDGE ♡
[PT: Names for Ceruledge. End PT]
Cerulene, Malice, Blade, Sharblade, Fiercite, Merciless, Bitterne, Feurade, Bru, Shadow, Soullade, Revenedge, Teneblade
{Feurade = From the German word for fire (Feuer) and the English word blade ... Teneblade = From the Latin word for darkness (Tenebris) and the English word blade}
— • PRONOUNS FOR CERULEDGE ♡
[PT: Pronouns for Ceruledge. End PT]
Fi/Fire, Gho/Ghost, Mal/Malice, Gru/Grudge, Bit/Bitter, Bla/Blade, Kni/Knight, Sword/Swords, Wisp/Wisps, Bru/Brutal, Sla/Slash/Slashed, Ar/Armor, Cer/Ceru/Cerulean
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What sexuality are you Flying Scotsman, Bittern and Mallard?
SCOTSMAN: I am Pansexual, I believe it's called? I love people no matter their gender or lack thereof.
BITTERN: I think you'll find me to be bisexual and a flirt.
SCOTSMAN: Too much a flirt.
BITTERN: Hey now, I'm not as bad as Taw Valley.
SCOTSMAN: No one is as bad as Dotti. Mallard was Asexual, I believe. Not that it matters anymore.
BITTERN: Yeah he's kind of dead so that's in poor taste anon.
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12th april 2024 !!
stuff seen today ! (biased list because i like to include stuff that i dont see all the time , sorry greylag geese and mallards,,,etc. i still love you though)
2x marsh harrier (male and female :D)
white stork (never seen before !! recently they were sighted near where i live and i was just like. no fucking way. BUT I SAW ONE !!)
sand martin (i saw soooooo many they're really awesome but i couldnt count because they were flying so fast hehe)
lapwing (only saw like 3 but they were really noisy hehe)
pochard (didnt expect to see any this time of year so that was pretty epic :3)
grey heron :] (this one was really active lol,, saw it roamin around and dive down 3 times but i didnt see it come up with anything :[ poor beastie )
lesser black-backed gull (big !! there were quite a few of these which is pretty cool) mallard duckling !!!(only saw one but thats the first ive seen this year so yayayayay :3)
huuuge swan nest with a few eggs (i could only see 2 eggs,, cute) great crested grebes (cute as usual :3)
red kite :D (itwas literally hovering in place without moving at all!! ive never seen that before with red kites it was pretty surreal hehe ,, also heard one calling in the distance ,, anyway :3 super awesome :3 )
buzzard!! (verrryyy high up , heard it calling with its adorable mewling noise)
deer!! (im not good at identifying deer but i overheard another guy saying he saw some water deer!! awesome. they were cuute and came reallyclose to the hide)
some robins chasing eachother because they're cool and awesome i loove robins (very cute)
stuff I Heard but i didn't seeee:
BITTERN!! (I've seen one before a few years ago but I never heard it boom ,, this was super awesome they're one of my favourite birds :3)
goldfinch (cute raindrop noise)
blackcap (tut tut tut tut)
chiffchaff (chiff chiff chiff chaff chiff chaff chaff etc . these are so so noisy and you can hear them everywhere i love them so much)
greenfinch (jubujubujubujubu dweeeeeez, I'm bad at spotting these but i hear them all the timeeee)
green woodpecker (always laughing at me hehehe)
cetti's warbler (they make such a cool noise)
pheasant (god this fucker is loud <3)
joy afterthoughts:
think i have some stuff i wanna talk about more in a follow up post hehe,, anyway today was very awesome,, the marsh harrier is my favourite bird of prey and I've only seen one before !! so getting to see two of them fly in and out of the reeds like that was awesome,, AND THEN A WHITE STORK SHOWED UP??? WHICH IS INSANE BECAUSE AUWHFJJ THEY'RE NOT NATIVE TO THIS COUNTRY and a bunch have been seen recently and their population is increasing and YEAH!! anyway it was like i imagined it.super cool. yeah. i hope i fill this blog up with more stuff over time . bye ! (also no egrets where i went today, which is suuuch a shame)
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Proud to announce that I spotted 60.5 species of birds in my week trip to Florida (copied-and-pasted from my Big Year google doc, so the FA stands for Florida):
Marsh wren FA
Limpkin FA
Great white heron FA
Cattle egret FA
Anhinga FA
Snowy egret FA
Great blue heron FA
Black-crowned night heron FA *was on a boardwalk trail and saw a bunch of people crouching down and looking at something and I thought they saw another gator (on this trip we saw 32 gators in total) but it was something better! A bird! And then I saw another one the next day hiding under brush.
Wood stork FA
Common moorhen FA
Blue-gray gnatcatcher FA
Turkey vulture FA *was looking for wild turkeys and unfortunately didn't see any this trip but one of these guys was stalking on the side of the rode and for a second we got exciting thinking it was an actual turkey.
Black vulture FA
Yellow-rumped warbler FA
Tufted titmouse FA *my grandma's favourite bird
Little blue heron FA
White ibis FA *we were ambushed by them because people at the park would feed them so they expected us to feed them but we wouldn't so they just surrounded us and we thought they would attack us but they didn't.
Cooper's hawk FA
Cardinal FA
Green heron FA *my grandpa was walking a little ahead of me and whispered for me to come and there was this gorgeous green fishing. Moved so slowly and gently that he didn't make a sound, it was incredible.
Carolina warbler FA
Pine warbler FA
Sandhill crane FA
Carolina chickadee FA
Bluejay FA
Osprey FA
Chimney swift FA
Red-tailed hawk FA *saw this lovely lady perched on a fence as we drove out of my grandparents' neighbourhood
Prairie warbler FA
American kestrel FA
Glossy ibis FA
Pied-billed grebe FA
Double-crested cormorant FA
Grey kingbird FA
Brown pelican FA *we weren't anywhere near the ocean but a storm was likely brewing and huge flocks of brown pelicans and white pelicans flew inland
Fish crow FA
Royal tern FA
Bald eagle FA
Painted bunting FA *didn't think I'd see one this trip because the nature garden we went to last year that had a lot of birds, including the painted bunting we saw last year, had too many people this time around so there weren't many birds. But then I saw a painted bunting at a different trail and literally forgot to be quiet and freaked out.
American white pelican FA
Common grackle FA
Boat-tailed grackle FA *did you know that these grackles make a clicking sound when they see humans or predators that sounds like a turkey gobble sound? I didn't until these guys wouldn't stop yelling at my while I was just trying to rest my legs on a bench.
American purple gallinule FA *gorgeous birds. gorgeous.
American coot FA
Brown-headed cowbird FA
Tricolored heron FA
Mallard FA
Black-bellied whistling duck FA
Eastern kingbird FA
Yellow-billed cuckoo FA
Muscovy duck FA
American bittern FA *my grandma and I saw this one and at first thought it was a green heron but then realized it wasn't haha.
Ring-billed gull FA
Feral American Pekin FA
Mallard-Pekin hybrid FA *spent so much time trying to identify these weird ducks until I went on my laptop later that evening and read up way too much on duck genetics and realized that they were hybrids. They were probably second-generation hybrids from my brief scan of pedigree charts of ducks, meaning their grandparents were a mallard and a pekin, but their parents were a hybrid and a pekin.
Eastern bluebird FA
Yellow-bellied sapsucker FA *went to a park my grandparents recommended and there weren't really any new birds there and my legs hurt from walking but then I heard this guy tapping around in a tree and there he was. Still wouldn't recommend this park.
Red-winged blackbird FA *was complaining to my grandpa that I hadn't seen any red-winged blackbirds yet and my trip was almost over when a bunch of these guys literally flew down in front of us.
White-eyed vireo FA
Mottled duck FA
Broad-winged hawk FA *saw this guy as my plane was literally taxiing out of the runway to go home. I was looking out my window cause I was nervous and there he was! Just perched on a sign!
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when did mike realize he had feelings for will do you think?
okay so...
by the end of season 2 i think mike realized he saw will in a different light than the rest, which ofc has been obvious all along but in contrast to what he said in season 1 to dustin "well, you are my best friend too. all of you are. will too", after going through that traumatizing experience with will and living the very real posibility of losing will for good this time while he was so close and yet he couldn't do much to stop it from happening, i think something clicked in mike's brain. by the snow ball, i think mike has this notion that will is different, i don't know if he knows in which way, but will is especial for him. mike isn't sure what he feels when that girl asks will for a dance and when he sees the both of them together, but he does feel something (i mean the scene is paralleled with dusting seeing lucas and max dancing and compares their expression in the same shot while mike stares at will and that girl). but then el shows up and mike's attention shifts and he can shove those feelings and thoughts to the back of his mind.
by season three we see mike is actively drowning himself into his relationship with el and failing at finding at balance because, for the most part, he doesn't seem want to get that balance. he pushes his friends aside, for the most part, but will is the one member of the party that gets the most backlash from mike's behavior. this is because mike is trying to compensate with his relationship with el, checking the boxes of a normal teenager, rushing to grow up and have a normal summer, and the feelings that were stirred during the snow ball are getting in the way. i think mike is trying really hard to convince himself he is normal and these feelings don't exist for him. but, of course, they do, so mike keeps having contradicting actions throughout the season, pushing will away by his actions and words and then chasing after him, apologizing because he knows he fucked up and he doesn't want to fight with will or lose him in any way. so... mike wants to distance from whatever he might be feeling for will, pretending it isn't a thing, and that leads him to hurt will and push him away, only for mike to then regret it and want will back.
by the end of season three with the whole "because i love her and i can't lose her" fiasco, we learn mike is supposed to have these feelings (that have been pushed on him throughout the season by other characters, btw, just like it happened in season 1 with lucas and nancy), but then he can't say the words to el to her face even when they are in a life-or-death situation and have no guarantees of making it out. i think mike said it in the spur of the moment because he convinced himself that was the next step and maybe the one thing that would fix his crumbling relationship with mike, but the moment he let out the words he realized they felt wrong and maybe unfulfilling. then everything goes down, the byers are moving away along with el, mike and will have that little exchange where mike exposes in his own way his fear of losing will ("what if you want to join another party") and will reassures him that's "not possible", something clicks for mike again, just like in the end of season 2. and then el shows up, confesses he heard mike and that she loves him too, kisses mike and that click he felt with will... it's nowhere to be seen with el. and we get that "oh... oh no" expression after the kiss, then mike looking back at the byers house and then numbly hugging karen. by this point, mike knows. that feeling he gets with will, that one thing that set him apart in season 2, he knows now what it is. he has feelings for will, the type of feelings he is supposed to have for el, and now both will and el are going away, and he doesn't know what to do with himself or with the situation.
by season 4 mike has had about six months to deny these feelings to himself, which is definitely fueled by the bitterness and hurt he feels when he can't contact will and will doesn't try to contact him back. then he learns about the painting and this girl will supposedly likes through el's letter the day before he leaves for california, and it puts him on edge. i'm thinking mike worked hard to pushed down his feelings for him and fool himself into thinking they weren't a real thing, but then in the airport he gets jealous over the painting and angela (before he learns angela is el's bully), and then will is asking "what about us" and idk i think somewhere at that point mike's feelings for will just broke free and mike couldn't keep them down anymore, but he should, so he gets angry at will because it's not fair, and why is will calling him out here like he didn't try to call every day only to be met with a busy line? and why is will bitching at him over being a third wheel when he brought the painting to the airport? a painting that's for a girl he likes? and for the rest of the season mike simply knows for sure he has feelings for will, and he for sure gets hopeful at times, but then will uses el's name to talk about his feelings, and pushes mike to say i love you to el, and will wants them together so mike has no chances with will and this is what he is supposed to do, so the monologue happens and the world goes to shit because no one is being honest about their feelings. they are all lying and that gives vecna the upper hand.
WHEW! that was long but yeah, i think that's the timeline i resonate with the most. ofc their feelings for each other have always been there, since season one, developing into what we get in season 4
anyhow, thanks for the ask!
#byler#byler tumblr#byler analysis#mike wheeler#will byers#stranger things#byler endgame#cleradin#asks
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CATCHING MY BREATH, STARING OUT AN OPEN WINDOW
Barkis Bittern is based on Barkis from Corpse Bride. He is a 31 year old human, socialite, and uses he/him pronouns. He has no powers. Barkis is portrayed by Nicholas Hoult and he is open.
CATCHING MY DEATH, AND I COULDN’T BE SURE
Barkis Bittern came from very humble beginnings. If someone said his name now he would be known as someone synonymous with wealth. Before that though he was born with barely anything to their name. Still, they were arrogant people and wanted the best for their son. Barkis quickly became big headed as his parents treated him like he could do no wrong. He grew up as quite the brat and bully and that carried on into adulthood. Barkis always wanted more than his parents could give him. In fact, he thought they were quite pathetic for never doing better financially. He vowed he would one day have a fortune to sit upon and the world at his beck and call. Meeting Emily was perfect. Barkis never loved the woman, but he did love her money. He was a master manipulator and actor so he easily had Emily fall in love with him. They were so naïve, Barkis thought that he could get away with his evil tactics and nothing would ever come of it. He asked her to marry him and they eloped, much to her parents distaste.
Just hours after they wed Barkis murdered Emily in cold blood in the forest, but played the part of a mourning husband. Barkis began to make a name of himself after that, having so much money he was able to make the big ranks easy. Then another proposition popped up. This time, Victoria Everglot. She was a little younger, but a pretty thing that her parents suggest he marry. The Everglots were well known, and Barkis was very greedy. He agreed because maybe having a pretty wife with more money would turn out good for him. Waking up in Evermore wasn't apart of the plan. In tact with his memories he was able to quickly get sorted before he sought out Victoria. She would be his no matter what and so would her parents' "money." Then again, the issue of Emily wasn't something he expected to pop up again.
I HAD A FEELING SO PECULIAR
Victor Van Dort: The man Victoria is technically betrothed to, but Barkis knows that's bound to change once he wins over Victoria. He thinks Victor is pathetic and wouldn't mind smashing his face in.
Oz Godfrey: Barkis knows a powerful man when he sees one. He has donated money to Oz's casino and is a frequent there. He wants to do more business with the man and see what he's all about.
Megara Morales: He's hooked up with her a few times. He hooks up with people all the time, but doesn't make it an image for himself. He also likes her spunk but doesn't mind putting her in her place.
THAT THIS PAIN WOULD BE FOR EVERMORE
#animated rp#skeleton rp#nicholas hoult#corpse bride#barkis bittern#male bio#no powers#open bio#open male
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I love going through the guestbook on the welcome hole website and seeing Wally’s replies
adding a keep reading cause this is way longer than I thought it was gonna be lmaoo
this isn't all of them, just my favorites lol
Like:
MaddieC: How’s it going
Wally: its a apple!
Roger: :0]
Wally: i like your nose
bittern: i love frank B)
Wally: i love frank too he frowns i think he is funny
Infinitestyle: This has brought a smile to my grumpy clown face
Wally: its okay to frown you are still my friend
Eli: Julie is my friend now :)
Wally: julie is my friend too
worm: wiggle wiggle wiggle wiggle :)
Wally: i do not know what wiggle is barnaby said it was this
Emily: Why do you like eye contact?
Wally: so you will know i am looking at you neighbor i am talking to you
Cyborg: Look ma I'm on TV!
Wally: you are on tv!
Cloudy: Hello! I love clowns! Show me one!
Wally: i do not know what clown is i asked frank he said baranby here is barnaby
PiggyPie: I absolutely love it here, it's a wonderful place to be! Puppets are one of my favorites, the character design makes me feel so happy! ^🐽^ 💕
Wally: i am a puppet! i am your favorite!
Cherry: Wally, if you see this, you are gorgeous💛. I can't wait to see how it progresses!
Wally: thank you Cherry! I think I am pretty too!
Pearlie: The infamous kitty cat ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ
Wally: Kitty cat famous tv
nick: i am in pain but this is cool to see
Wally: youll be okay!
falling: wally is a little jokester. a lollygagger so to speak. a tomfooler and maybe even a hoaxer. a jokesmith. or even a humorist.
Wally: no i am wally i am your friend
ant: i know what you are
Wally: you do i am so happy
bee: bzz bzzzz! BZZ!!! =:3
Wally: oh I understand! we are playing! i have you!
Savanah: Wally is such a doll! <3
Wally: no a puppet
B. L. P. e Issac.: oh my! I love the yellow here.. It's the most beautiful and relaxing yellow I've ever seen!!
Wally: i like yellow too im yellow sally is yellow franks nose is yellow
Tommy: What a lovely place you have here! I am very excited to see what's in store. I hope Wally knows that he's my favorite :-)
Wally: i am your favorite that makes me happy thank you
The Lost red shoe: Really hope the welcome home crews know how to tie their shoes
Wally: its very hard
Kazoo: HIIII I love it so much here!!!! If Eddie is reading this, me my brother and my friend all have a huge crush on you HAHAHDGFG
Wally: i told him he said hes flattered i dont know what anyone is talking about
#welcome home#welcome home wally#if any of you are curious#you can open the drawings in a new tab and the name of the drawing is a response#figured that out thanks to a yt vid by godlysocks#i love welcome home so much
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Some more photos from my week off over the past week of; view at Pennington last Saturday, restharrow at RSPB Minsmere on Monday, Black Darter at Thursley on Tuesday, Osprey and White-tailed Eagle in Poole Harbour on Wednesday, Water Vole at Minsmere, Fallow Deers and Red Deer at Bushy Park on Thursday, Red Squirrel on Brownsea Island on Friday and Hobby at Thursley.
I love when we do a week off and fill it with day trips (albeit Minsmere required a night away) as much as wildlife holidays as it's just so nice to have so much time to look for and watch things, walk and take photos and often the momentum just flows through the week to get so much done and seen and this week was a phenomenal one. For photos and wildlife watching I used the time to join up dots of things to add/complete in my sensational year of wildlife watching. Getting my Red Squirrel photos in England this year on Brownsea to ensure I'd seen and photographed them in England, Scotland and Wales in 2023, in an amazing week of birds of prey with so many seen getting photos of many incredible birds including ones seen again that were key earlier on in my year which I didn't manage photos or flight photos of but did manage this week White-tailed Eagle and Hobby and the Black Darter sighting confirming my dragonfly and damselfly year list as my highest ever meaning all five of my year lists this year are my highest ever.
As well as a wonderful week of birds of prey waders/heron/ibis family birds played a big part with Bittern at Minsmere and Red-necked and Grey Phalarope in Hampshire on the Saturdays at Keyhaven and Titchfield Haven respectively fantastic additions to my bird year list. Greenshank in huge numbers at Brownsea, my recent good run of Ruffs continuing, Little Stint, Snipe, Common Sandpiper, Avocet, many gorgeous Spoonbills and Little Egret were other highlights. I enjoyed ducks Gadwall, Wigeon, Shoveler and oh so many Teals in places in fine colours. There were also the more unexpected moments like being serenaded by Woodlarks at Thursley and getting an amazing Kingfisher encounter at Titchfield Haven yesterday. Mammals ruled the week too with the Bushy Park experience we do every year a key part of the week with Red and Fallow Deers and Grey Squirrel, the latter again and Red Deer with Water Vole and Muntjac seen amazingly at Minsmere and Sika Deers on the Poole Harbour boat trip other highlights.
It was also a strong insect week with Migrant and Southern Hawker, Common Darter, Red Admiral, Peacock, Comma, Speckled Wood, Small Copper and Small Heath other dragonflies and butterflies seen well, still going well. Spiders, crickets and hornets were other highlights, with a small reptile theme early in the week too with the Grass Snake seen at Minsmere and those gorgeous Lizards sunbathing on Thursley's boardwalk. Marsh mallow, sundew and honeysuckle as well as heathers were among floral highlights of the week, with my good run for hawthorn, rose hips and other fruits running through the week. I got to take in many beautiful landscapes and I think as much as anything this week be that harbour, woodland, parkland, heath or wetland I was able to immerse myself in vast, wild and peaceful landscapes. With it all joined together, and it's not quite over yet with an afternoon ahead of us, it has been the perfect relaxing and joyful time that I needed.
#photography#england#suffolk#surrey#world#hampshire#dorset#red squirrel#red deer#water vole#fallow deer#grass snake#restharrow#sundew#keyhaven#hobby#white-tailed eagle#osprey#birds of prey#mammals#woodlark#outdoors#2023#september#week off#summer#autumn#outside#bittern#grey phalarope
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top 5 birds
in no particular order:
1: bitterns, literally some of the goofiest birds I've ever seen, image by Linda Peterson
2: nightjars, silly little nocturnal birbs, image by Johnny Wee
3: harpy eagle, these things have massive wing spans, between 5'9 and 7'4 feet (or 176 to 224 cm)
4: shoebill stork, look at this thing. Please look up the noise it makes, they clatter their beaks and it sounds like a machine gun
5: blue jays, can't explain why i love this bird so much, but they're always a pleasure to see and hear in the yard
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