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What's this? An Australian bird called a frill-necked monarch (Arses lorealis). Arty and awesome, right?
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First 25% Summary - Part 4 (a bunch of Passeriformes)
Sylviidae: Balearic warbler - Daniel López-Velasco
Icteridae: Chestnut-headed oropendola - Carlos Sanchez
Estrildidae: African firefinch - Nigel Voaden
Turdidae: Bassian thrush - Felix Watson
Corvidae: Bornean green magpie - Rick Bowers
Artamidae: Australian magpie - Luke Seitz
Paridae: Coal tit - Lukasz Haluch
Sittidae: Beautiful nuthatch - Arpit Bansal
Tyrannidae: Ash-throated flycatcher - Ted Bradford
Furnariidae: Brown-billed scythebill - Richard Edden
Thamnophilidae: Bicolored antbird - Tyler Wenzel
Cotingidae: Andean cock-of-the-rock - Ben Lucking
#summary post#described#birds#Balearic warbler#Chestnut-headed oropendola#African firefinch#Bassian thrush#Bornean green magpie#Coal tit#Australian magpie#Ash-throated flycatcher#Brown-billed scythebill#Bicolored antbird#Andean cock-of-the-rock#beautiful nuthatch
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Cameron Holmes | The Australian Ballet | Photo by Lindsay Moller
#cameron holmes#the australian ballet#balletphotography#the sleeping beauty#bluebird#blue bird#blue tights#ballet slippers
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Superb Parrot, Canberra, Australia.
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WETLAND BIRDS. #birdlifeaustralia #nature #birdwatching
#youtube#wetland#water#river#creek#nature#birds#water birds#cute#beauty#beautiful#birdlovers#nature sounds#bird sounds#bird watching#travel#hoilday#Australia#Australian Wetlands#Mount Martha Wetlands#Australian Birds#New Video#Film#weather#walk
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Rose Robins, one of these came to visit with me this morning. So pretty, delicate, pure, delightful !
Photo source rose robin entry on mdahlem.net
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#finch#beautiful birds#gouldian finch#naturelovers#wildlife#nature lovers#australian birds#funny viral#viral video#beautiful nature#Youtube
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using my mind powers to blow up the exotic pet trade
#thoughts#looking at australian birds for a Thing and seeing all those beautiful parrots where they're meant to be..... im so sorry pet parrots#birds
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A Fine Boi, (c) Catkin, 2022. Taken today.
#catkin photos#magpie#baby magpie#australian magpie#photography#nature photography#bird photography#my photos#isn't he beautiful????#the prettiest thing#no idea how old he is here tho
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Tonight I wanted to show you guys the Most Dramatic Death scene, but unfortunately it just doesn't work in gif form. This makes me sad.
#rhys darby#mystic time bird#death by realising you were australian in a past life (TM)#so you fall to your knees in despair#and then you get machine gunned in the chest for... reasons??#and for an absurdly long time#and then you fall over backwards veeery slowly while the camera captures the way your leg muscles flex#until at last you lie on the ground like a beautiful dead bird#you know?? that kind of dramatic death#we've all done it it's classic#anyway good night tumblr
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Please would you be able to write an awfc x teen!reader fic based on the photos of the girls playing Aussie rules today in training? Maybe a bit of annoying younger sister energy (kind of like kyra)! I love you stuff thank you for all of it :)
not completelyy happy with this but it was something different to try!
drop kick II awfc x teen!r
"oh you're not bringing that are you?" steph sighed as you stretched over to grab the bright red ball from her back seat. "yeah! why not?" you grinned as the two of you stepped out of her car.
"well because we don't play afl we play football." steph shook her head, though she knew better than to even try and argue the case knowing all too well how stubborn you were.
"then it'll be a fun learning experience for the girls! wheres your australian spirit steffy?" you gave her a toothy grin, the older girl clearing her throat as you spun around. "forgetting something?" steph raised her eyebrow and subtly nodded to your bag.
"oh! yeah that might help." you grinned, jogging back and grabbing it, kissing stephs cheek in thanks who pushed you off with an amused roll of her eyes.
"all this time off and she's forgotten what sport we play!" caitlin teased watching you stuff the ball with some difficulty into your gym bag but eventually succeeding, ruffling your hair as you smacked her hand away.
"sorry hard launch i couldn't hear you over the massive closet of your latest relationship?" you cupped a hand over your ear as steph snickered and you grinned, though catching the look which flashed across caitlins face you wasted no time sprinting off.
"ya could have four legs and i'd still outpace you foordy!" you yelled over your shoulder as she gave up chasing you, pausing to fall back into step with steph and flipping you the finger.
"i'll get you later skippy just you wait! i know where you live!" caitlin yelled menacingly after you, and of course she would considering you bounced between her place and stephs, not allowed to get your own as much as you'd begged and pleaded.
you were so busy gloating you didn't watch where you were going and wheezed as your body slammed into someone elses. "speed racers back in town then! who we runnin from now?" jen grinned, hauling you up and over her shoulder.
"i've missed these delightful walks of ours jb." you patted her back affectionately feeling her body vibrate with laughter as you flipped caitlin the bird before jen turned a corner, earning yourself a disappointed look from steph.
"lee!" you called out happily as the two of you entered the change rooms and you spotted her sitting at her cubby dressed for training, the blonde looking up from her phone as jen put you down. "you're back training properly??" the taller girl stumbled a little at the speed in which you crashed into her for a hug.
"much as i can be. missed you skippy!" the blonde ruffled your hair, kissing your cheek and shoving you over toward lia who seemingly appeared out of nowhere, wrapping you in another tight hug.
"hi wally! happy new year." you mumbled into her shoulder making her laugh. "happy new year winzig, did you have a nice break?" the swiss woman walked you toward your cubby which was between kyra and vics.
"yes! god i miss australia so much already. the beaches, the tan, the food, my family. its cruel that i come from warm sunny beautiful summer to this, english winter fucking sucks!" you huffed unhappily, wincing as a hand collected the back of your head.
"language little miss. thats a fiver!" beth wagged her finger at you with a stern look as you rolled your eyes and hugged her girlfriend instead causing her to scoff. "what? you know i am her favourite." viv shrugged as beth made a noise of disbelief and you sent her a smug smile.
you hadn't even separated from the pair for more than five seconds before a body hurtled into you sending you flying, kyras body latched onto you as stina hurried to grab you, stopping you from hitting the floor.
"get off me you rat!" you wrenched off the girls hands and sent stina a grateful look who gave the pair of you an amused smile, turning back to her conversation with amanda.
"rat! you're the little rat, did you forget about the pictures of-" kyra started as your eyes widened and you hastily covered her mouth. "you swore on calvins life you would take that to the grave." you growled quietly, pulling your hand away in disgust as kyra licked it, wiping it on her jersey.
"but i'm the child? grow up cooney-cross." you scoffed, letting out a yell as again kyra leapt onto you, this time successfully taking you down to the ground as the two of you rolled around wrestling until you were seperated by leah and steph.
most of the girls having filed out toward the pitch and steph impatiently tapping her foot in waiting you hurried to get your boots on, grabbing the afl ball out afterward.
"you can't bring it to training."
"why not?"
"well-"
"see, you can't even think of a good reason stephanie."
and with that you tucked it under your arm and strode out of the change rooms as steph groaned. "can you see any greys jenny? she's been back for three days and its already falling out from the stress!" steph huffed gesturing to her hair as the tall scottish woman chuckled and slung an arm over her should.
"what is that!" vic pulled a face as you appeared with the foreign looking ball. "aussie rules ball!" you beamed, kicking it at kyra who dove to catch it, earning yourself the attention of a few more of the girls who looked on curiously.
"right i'm game. give us a go then skippy!" leah clapped as you tossed her the ball and explained how to hold and position it to be drop kicked. "yeah yeah its a ball, i'm an athlete. i got it!" she brushed you off as you held your hands up and took a few steps back.
you slumped into lotte who appeared by your side, pulling you into a hug and kissing the top of your head. "go on lee while some of us are still young, kimmy might have to retire by the time you kick this thing." you grinned cheekily, hiding behind lotte at the look sent your way by your captain across the pitch.
"oh brilliant! she's a natural." you threw your head back with a laugh as leah completely missed, nearly kneeing herself in the face as the ball bounced away. "shut up!" the blonde warned you with a glare, hurrying to grab the ball again.
"show me again." leah demanded firmly as lotte let you go and you grabbed the ball. "oi ireland!" you yelled, katie looking up from her conversation with gio and grinning as you held up the ball and she readied herself to catch.
"like this." you huffed as you kicked the ball with all your might, the red leather sailing up into the air and right into katies awaiting arms. "you know i might need to recruit you to take some of my goal kicks. how much do you really like being a striker?" manu messed up your hair with a gloved hand as you pushed her away with a smile.
"how the fu-" leah shook her head as katie booted the ball toward caitlin perfectly. "its cause she's got a bit of aussie in her, literally." you smirked quietly, leah turning to you with wide shocked eyes at the comment.
"i'm telling steph to wash that filthy little mouth out with soap tonight skippy."
you barely heard her as you were already taking off racing toward kyra who was trying to teach gio how to kick, your body hurtling into hers. "tackle!" you cheered as kyra groaned from beneath you and you plucked the ball from her hand and took off again.
"they don't tackle in afl you little shit thats nrl!"
"nope!" you were suddenly off the ground again as caitlins arms wrapped around your waist and took you down to the ground, tossing the ball to katie and getting off of you.
"piggy in the middle!" you cheered happily jumping to your feet and racing off toward an unsuspecting cloe who was merely holding the ball, the blondes eyes widening as she hurried to toss the ball toward sabs who frowned in confusion before your body hurtled into hers.
"hey steph." the defender looked up from where she was watching you as jen appeared by her side.
"yeah mate, i can see those greys now."
#woso#woso x reader#woso fanfics#woso imagine#woso blurbs#woso community#awfc x reader#arsenal women#awfc
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bittersweet ~ a yandere!John Wick x fem!reader sunshine/grump coffee shop AU... Part 15 all chapters
AUTHOR'S WARNINGS: N$FW, SEXUAL CONTENT, COPIOUS SWEARING
-You wake with a pounding head, and total uncertainty if your adventure the night before had all been a dream.
Did John actually tie you up with his belt? And did you beg like a hungry little kitten for his cock?
And he didn’t give it to you?
Jesus fucking Christ.
You know you’d sensed all along that there was something dark swimming beneath the surface in Mr. Wick, but you’re not quite sure this was what you expected.
You look down at the little purple bruise on the inside of your thigh, and you know it had all been real.
A hot flood of embarrassment fills you as you remember more from the night before. You are mortified, and frankly, a little scared. You’re not sure you can actually handle a man with tastes like Mr. Wick’s, and you also know that once you’re in his company again you won’t be able to think anything through, or frankly, deny him anything he wants.
He has this drug-like effect on you. You would like to blame the wine for the night before, but deep down, you know that mostly it was just hunger.
You could easily forget who you really are, caught up in the web of a man like John.
The first hint of morning light is peeking over the rooftops. You know that if you are going to make your escape, this is undoubtedly your best opportunity. You tie back on your shoes, preparing yourself for the worst walk of shame you’ve ever endured. Even with your new found flexibility, you are only able to get the zipper of your dress half up your back.
Motherfucker.
The morning concierge gives you a knowing look as you walk through the lobby, and you narrowly resist the urge to flip him off.
How ironic, that the day that you want to flee this beautiful city with your tail tucked between your legs, is the day you finally seem to get your bearings. You make your way back to your hostel, taking off your platforms and carrying them half way. When an early morning wanderer tries to hit on you, you finally snap, yelling at him in a mixture of English, Spanish, and broken Italian, so furious that he’s actually the one who flees. You catch the word pazza, which you think means crazy.
He has no idea.
When you get back to the hostel, hallelujah if the fucking door isn’t unlocked this fine morning. How novel.
Your beautiful dress is wrinkled from sleeping in it. You hang it up anyway, and hope no one steals it. You pound two Aleve from your toiletry bag with some stale water, and think a hot shower might fix some of your ills.
Too bad the water heater is only set to tepid. You wash away the grime, but not your anxieties.
You go to breakfast, completely stuck in your own head, when you hear, “Y/n?”
You look up to see Javi sitting at one of the tables with a cornetto and a cup of the weak coffee the hostel provides for free.
You offer him a tired smile and sit down across from him.
“Are you alright?” he asks, and it’s a little touching that he knows you so well after only a short time in his company.
“I’m fine,” you lie. “I had a…weird night.”
That’s when Kelsey, the Australian girl who helped you with your zipper the night before, saunters up with a shit eating grin. “There she is. Noticed you didn’t come home last night. How was your date?”
“It was…something,” you answer with what you know isn’t a convincing smile. “I’m tired,” you try to cover.
Javi is still looking at you, like he doesn’t believe any of what you’re saying.
Knowing you will not be able to process any of what just happened to you in the boisterous bustle of the backpacker hostel, you eat a quick bite and rise. “Think I’m going for a walk,” you say.
“I’ll join you,” offers Javi, and you can’t figure out how to say no without hurting his feelings.
You walk out the front door together, chatting about something silly. He manages to make you laugh, until you look across the street. Your mirth dies like a bird struck with a stone.
John is there, leaning against the building like a tall dark omen, and he does not look happy. He stalks over to you, giving Javi a forbidding look before turning to you.
“You shouldn’t have run off like that. I was worried.” There is something chilling in his tone. It reminds you a bit of the way he’d scolded Brian that one day, but times ten. Somehow, his teeth seem sharper in this tense moment in the buttery Venice sunlight.
“I’m a big girl, John.”
John glares at Javi again, but the younger man stubbornly stays at your side, not taking the hint. “We need to talk,” says John, taking your elbow.
“You don’t have to go with him,” says Javi with a frown, grasping your other arm. You feel like you’re stuck between two dogs with a bone, and it’s too much.
“Both of you, let go of me,” you snap.
Miraculously, this does the trick, though goddamn if there isn’t something like murder glinting in John’s eyes as he does it.
If you weren’t in public on a crowded street, you have a feeling it wouldn’t have worked at all.
“I am going for a walk. Alone. Thank you, Javi, you’re very sweet. John, should I choose to talk to you, I know where you’re staying.”
You turn on your heel, and flee down the street.
#john wick#john wick fic#john wick x reader#john wick x you#john wick x y/n#bittersweet john wick imagine#yandere john wick#i kno this was short but the next chapter is so loooong#do my best to post again tomorrow#i love you alllllllllllll!!!!!!!!!!!!!😘
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Avian Pied Beauty
Behold: In no particular order, and for no particular reason, I give you thirty of the most dramatic, elegant, and visually interesting black-and-white bird plumages on planet Earth.
Pied harrier
2. Black-and-white warbler
3. Black-headed ibis
4. Black-and-white hawk-eagle
5. Black guillemot
6. Razorbill
7. Pied avocet
8. Magellanic penguin
9. Hairy woodpecker
10. Common loon
11. Snow goose
12. Black skimmer
13. Black phoebe
14. Australian Magpie
15. Australian pied cormorant
16. Pied kingfisher
17. Pied thrush
18. Oriental magpie-robin
19. African pied wagtail
20. Black-and-white mannikin
21. Pied crow
22. Oriental pied-hornbill
23. Pied bushchat
24. European pied flycatcher
25. Pied butcherbird
26. Pied falconet
27. Pied-crested tit-tyrant
28. Pied wheatear
29. Indian pied starling
30. Chinstrap penguin
#basically a bird-themed aesthetic pinboard#pics mostly from ebird#what a good bird#long post#made one last-minute substitution#because oystercatchers are TOO BROWN!!!#top posts
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MOST ICONIC BIRD CALL BRACKET: ROUND ONE: KOOKABURRA vs. ALLEN'S HUMMINGBIRD
IN THE BLUE CORNER, we have a special guest that is no laughing matter. ladies and gentlemen, it's the one and only kookaburra!
this fierce competitor hails from the australian outback, where it's been honing its skills as a hunter and protector of its territory. but tonight, it's stepping into a whole new arena, ready to take on any and all challenges in the ring. and listen to that signature call - some call it a laugh, but to its opponents, this is a warning. so get ready, because tonight, the kookaburra is here to prove that it's not just a cute bird - it is a force to be reckoned with!
IN THE RED CORNER, we have a combatant that's bold, beautiful, and boasts lightning fast reflexes, the allen's hummingbird!
with the ability to hover mid-air and to move at incredible speeds, the allen's hummingbird is a master at aerial combat - and it knows it. this tiny fighter is highly aggressive and has been known to fend off birds magnitudes larger than it, including hawks and kestrels. you'll be able to recognize this bird from the loud, bee-like buzzing from those mighty wings, but you'll want to check out these vocalizations, too - a series of chirps that starts off slow, but speeds up much like an engine revving. with its iridescent feathers in the spotlight, the allen's hummingbird looks ready to take on any opponent that dares to step into the ring with it.
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birds, Rain, Bird sounds, Weather, Plants. #birdlifeaustralia #nature #g...
#youtube#garden#front garden#rain#urban wildlife#wild birds#australian wildlife#australia#idea#gardening ideas#pots#water#bird sounds#relaxing#cute#beautiful#beauty
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