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bmpmp3 · 2 years
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is there even definitive archetypes for magical girl groups. like okay the main leader one is usually an energetic everyman who has a strong sense of justice in a warm colour (usually pink or red) but when I think about it the other colours aren’t as clear. blue is usually a cooler girl but sometimes shes shy or tomboyish or nerdy. purple is often elegant or cool but sometimes just girly or fashion forward or also shy. green can be shy too or tomboyish or god knows. yellows almost always hype tho LOL but man...
and thats not even getting started on the numbers, like super sentai tends to stick around five members but magical girls..... i guess to the layman you may think five is standard because of sailor moon and tokyo mew mew and some of those tokusatsu shows, but we’ve had all kinds of group sizes, theres quite a few iconic duos plus plenty of trios and quartets. i cant think of any rn but theres probably a bunch of groups that are bigger than five too..... whats the standard group size in this magical girl chaos world we live in...........
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flamingo--ing · 1 year
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im not autistic. but the bird drama at my apartment is my favorite part of the morning
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oliviawebsite · 8 months
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oh yeah have you seen The Yelling Screamer? crazy movie you can find it on streaming services like horgle, bubu, grackle, dorbie or even funnel
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c0rpseductor · 28 days
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went to the store after all. im still out of the house im just taking a break rq before walking home bc it's hot
so far have seen a house sparrow and potentially two grackles? Unsure. very dark birds but not quite jet black, yellow bills pointy etc
some guy yelled at me from out of his car window that i have a fat ass. Thanks man i didn't notice
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Good things of today:
- Took a long walk with Elliot (gotta split it moving forward since my legs don't work afterwards and Bean needs her walk too).
- Was able to push myself into eating multiple meals and snacks (I love food and love eating but it's hard doing that when it means Elliot being nervous).
- Elliot saw a female in heat and didn't react (thank god, it scares me).
- A kid did the loudest yell I've ever heard (they were playing outside, it's fine) and Elliot didn't even lift his head from sniffing.
- Bean and Elliot played together!!!
- Bean and Elliot being tolerant of me not being able to get out of bed except to feed them until late afternoon (Nelly too, but Nelly is a pillow in cat form).
- Saw beautiful tree, a grackle shining blue and a heron (I love these birds so much).
- Strangers telling me how precious and cute Elliot is, including "have a nice day, little man".
- Everybody, *everybody* has been polite and asking beforehand if they could pet Elliot. I always say yes because he loves it, but I find it very reassuring, espically since Bean doesn't like strangers to touch her.
- I was able to fully clean Nelly's litterbox (as in empty it out, wah, scrub, etc. etc.) which I hadn't been able to do despite wanting to.
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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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yifftwiceplz · 4 months
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hc + bird
dave just kind of Knows Shit about birds having just absorbed information on the internet / animal planet and what have you over the years
obviously his favorites are corvids thanks to the crows that would hang around and yell for treats, i like to think he and bro both fed them and taught them to say swears, maybe even rap
he also fell in love with grackles the first time he encountered a walmart parking lot full of them and i associate him heavily with ravens (because i like ravens. thats it thats the justification.)
i love the corvid association bc theyre sometimes seen as "gross" birds or bad omens or pests but theyre highly intelligent and social and i think dave fits that kind of vibe (i think its easy to get a bad impression of him near the beginning of the comic and write him off as dumb / one-faceted but this boy can fit so much depth in him)
he should have got a feather ruff and wings when he went gtier btw i dont care how the sacrificial slabs work
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pinkiepiebones · 2 years
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I would ask more but I feel annoying and also my asks are not very clever 😭😭😭 so dumb ask. Rain obviously had a little frog friend but does he or any of the other ghouls get along w other animals? Do the animals like ghouls (like do they sense that they're friends or is it Big Scary Creature to them?)
No one is ever annoying and with my depressive spell rn I am literally clinging to any and all messages like bits of driftwood in a maelstrom
Mostly ghouls in the church have what could be considered an affinity for cats. They don't, like, go and pick cats up or pet them, but they will let cats climb on them, and you may spot a ghoul curled up on the floor on occasion, letting a cat nap in it's wings. Sometimes air ghouls will move their tails around for cats to pounce at (the tips of air ghoul tails are big poofy tufts of feathers- perfect cat toys). Cats largely regard ghouls as something like large moving furniture- nothing to worry about, and also if they sharpen their claws on a ghoul's leg there's no yelling.
The band ghouls, however, what with their constant proximity to humans and their travels, have developed what could be considered an enjoyment of different animals.
Rain- Frogs, of course. When it sees a little frog on the windshield of the bus on humid mornings it will excitedly shake it's wings (not rustle them against it's back in laughter, but more like, it's like having the wings halfway outstretched and just wiggling them) and tell everyone about it. Once Special showed Rain a video about different frogs and other amphibians all over the world. Rain did not stop quoting the video for six days.
Mountain- Goats. It doesn't particularly seek any out; it's more like the ghoul knows they exist and takes some sort of comfort in that.
The air ghouls- They all love pigeons and chickens and grackles and turkeys- all the "trash birds" actually. The three express something akin to jealousy over things like the iridescence of pigeon feathers and the sheer variety of chicken plumage. Cumulus in particular likes birds because they're the ancestors of dinosaurs, and that fucking rocks. Copia once asked why the air ghouls didn't seem to care for more exotic birds like peacocks but then he started learning to see the beauty in what so many regard as mundane. It was a good learning moment I guess.
Swiss- Swiss really likes manta rays. In fact, it's been trying to rework it's wings to look more like ray fins. Also? Eels. Swiss gets it's dance moves from eels.
Aether- For the most magical sort of ghoul you'd assume it gravitates towards owls and cats and crows and such, right? Well, wrong. This Aether likes turtles. Aether just thinks they're neat!
Sodo- Snakes. No explanation necessary, really.
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letterkive · 1 year
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Cheswayo Mphanza, “Frame Six” found in the Paris Review, issue 234
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These days I wake in the used light of someone’s spent life. I am often a stranger to myself; I have no place of origin, no home. I keep remembering everything in two time zones at once. Who knows, maybe I myself am called something other than myself. Not so much a name, but the result of a name. It’s a strange sensation to yell out: This is me! In every place I’ve watched caravans of sorrow— I run like all the other men, chasing my shadow down alleys. Sometimes in the spaces, there is fear— my mind deepens into them. From calm to fear my mind moves, then moves— in light part nightmare and part vision fleeing. The voice rises on a storm of grackles, then returns—half elegy, half serenade.
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incarnateirony · 1 year
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Me trying to connect dots : 🥴
FBBC posting BIG WIN WITH CROWS : 😵🥴😵🥴😵😵😵😳😳😳😳🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯
wheeze. even I went a little crosseyed on that one. It's for Grackle, though it IS weird to commission art just to put it in a story that disappears and then not use it again but okie dokie jenneel, thanks, the timing was super cursed.
but no like. just. scroll to that titanic spam of meta I did. That's all about heaven, and how the heavens function across all seasons it's involved, including the Axis Mundi and the influences of the different states of mind on its shape.
Personally I don't like calling it heaven on tumblr because everyone's cogs get locked. That's why that "That heaven meta you wanted" says "stop calling it heaven, call it thought boxes". So here we are going, Dean's not at peace and able to reach the garden yet.
And this dumb bastard's yelling we think it's literally purgatory. my head hurts.
For those that WANT to understand it better, or missed the titanic meta storm, just send asks. There's so much shit I don't even know where to start. I've literally been blogging about this for like 4 years and 2po's yet again trying to defy all history making claims so it's a mix of particularly frustrating, particularly headache inducing and somehow, still funny, because I'm sitting here laughing grimly in waves.
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spottyissleepy · 2 years
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The Apprentice’s Gang View on Stabbing
Raven: Would never stab anyone.
Grackle: Would stab in retaliation.
Bear: Yells “I won’t hesitate bitch!” first.
Fire: Would stab without warning.
Sand: Would stab as a warning.
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randomwritingwords · 2 years
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The first sounds were screams and gunshots. Three figures in black and white trench coats dashed behind a bookshelf as the bullets flew towards them. The crowd of people in the mall scrambled to get out of the way of the police officers, who were screaming “Police! Put your hands up!” and shooting with reckless abandon. One of the figures yelled, “Could you please explain why there are six people trying to kill us?!”
“Actually there are eight.” said a second figure.
“Well, excuse me for not being specific enough! Now explain!” said the first.
“You know, I think we have bigger problems right now,” said the third figure, “but no, keep arguing. It's not like we're being shot at or anything.”
At that moment, a bullet pierced the books they were hiding behind, emphasizing their predicament. “Fine,” the first figure yelled, “but you are explaining when we get back!” Then the three figures hurriedly covered themselves in their respective coats, falling silent. The terrified police officers stopped firing and approached the bookshelf, shaking and holding their guns with a white knuckled grip. Suddenly, three birds flew around the bookshelf and out the window of the bookstore, leaving eight confused and frightened cops behind.
If someone at that moment looked up, they would see three black birds fighting in the gray sky. If they were close enough to hear the birds, that someone would be confused as to why the birds were speaking perfect English. No one was close enough to hear them though, as the mall the majority of the city had just been in had set on fire.
“What were you thinking, you idiot!” said the raven, “you could have gotten us all killed!”
“Well, I’m sorry, I was just trying to get what we came for!” screeched the crow. After the two birds calmed down, the grackle asked “What were we after, anyway?” “Well, we were after an artifact that would allow the user to do ...something.” the raven gave a birdish shrug, which almost caused her to fall, but only almost. “We got what we came for, so it doesn’t matter too much anyway.” After a moment of silent flight, the raven asked “Did anyone see us? I thought there was someone else behind us when we changed.” “I’ll check when we get on the ground.” the crow replied. The raven nodded its head, and they flew over the city in silence.
(This is an excerpt from one of my unfinished stories, so feedback is VERY appreciated, Thankies)
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ruknowhere · 1 year
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Calling Things What They Are
-Ada Limón
I pass the feeder and yell, Grackle party! And then an hour later I yell, Mourning dove afterparty! (I call the feeder the party and the seed on the ground the afterparty.) I am getting so good at watching that I’ve even dug out the binoculars an old poet gave me back when I was young and heading to the Cape with so much future ahead of me it was like my own ocean. I yell, Tufted titmouse! and Lucas laughs and says, Thought so. But he is humoring me, he didn’t think so at all. My father does this same thing. Shouts out at the feeder announcing the party attendees. He throws out a whole peanut or two to the Steller’s jay who visits on a low oak branch in the morning. To think there was a time I thought birds were kind of boring. Brown bird. Gray bird. Black bird. Blah blah blah bird. Then, I started to learn their names by the ocean and the person I was dating said, That’s the problem with you, Limón, you’re all fauna and no flora. And I began to learn the names of trees. I like to call things as they are. Before, the only thing I was interested in was love, how it grips you, how it terrifies you, how it annihilates you, and resuscitates you. I didn’t know then that it wasn’t even love that I was interested in, but my own suffering. I thought suffering kept things interesting. How funny that I called it love and the whole time it was pain.•
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secretcircuit · 2 years
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the birds are out in full force today <3 i love them so much, especially the blue jay that's been YELLING all morning. i love you blue jays i love you pigeons i love you grackles
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generouswindow · 2 years
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Calling Things What They Are
by ADA LIMÓN
I pass the feeder and yell, Grackle party! And then an hour later I yell, Mourning dove afterparty! (I call the feeder the party and the seed on the ground the afterparty.) I am getting so good at watching that I’ve even dug out the binoculars an old poet gave me back when I was young and heading to the Cape with so much future ahead of me it was like my own ocean. I yell, Tufted titmouse! and Lucas laughs and says, Thought so. But he is humoring me, he didn’t think so at all. My father does this same thing. Shouts out at the feeder announcing the party attendees. He throws out a whole peanut or two to the Steller’s jay who visits on a low oak branch in the morning. To think there was a time I thought birds were kind of boring. Brown bird. Gray bird. Black bird. Blah blah blah bird. Then, I started to learn their names by the ocean and the person I was dating said, That’s the problem with you, Limón, you’re all fauna and no flora. And I began to learn the names of trees. I like to call things as they are. Before, the only thing I was interested in was love, how it grips you, how it terrifies you, how it annihilates you, and resuscitates you. I didn’t know then that it wasn’t even love that I was interested in, but my own suffering. I thought suffering kept things interesting. How funny that I called it love and the whole time it was pain.
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delient-scoot · 3 years
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I think the most fucked up thing abt stardew is how much time you lose yourself in it.
If im not careful ill literally go from 11pm-3am and not notice.
Though lowkey as long as i have tasks still, that means its a great way to pass unwanted time 👀
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