(literally sprints back with a bucket of peas) dont hurt me
The goose is satisfied for now...
Your life is spared for today.
honk.
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@an-evil-goose
(literally sprints back with a bucket of peas) dont hurt me
The goose is satisfied for now...
Your life is spared for today.
honk.
By a weird chance of fate a seagull swoops down and gobbles the bread. "Bitch." It says in a female robotic voice.
...
rude, it would have shared if you had admited being inferior, and pleaded in a pitifull manner for scraps....
Now you're going to be its next meal, honk...
Be proud of yourself, honk.
* Offers the goose some bread !!
swiggity swooty
this goose goes for that bread goodie
To the anon who sent the ask...
Thank you for your offering of a compliment, the goose is not satisfied, but it will do long enough for you to get peas as the true offering...
Now if you excuse it, it will go and torment the mun, the mun accidentally erasing the question with the wrong button, and the goose isn’t happy.
Now run before it is no longer distracted.
yettoberefuted:
Whos up for some peking duck tonight?
Good luck trying to catch this goose~!
As if you ever managed to restrain it for long, honk.
animals people…they just want to come on in like its a free AirBnB you know… Taking my things…Sleeping in my bed.
You make it too easy, honk.
Do not assume the goose is gone...
it is merely... lurking, silently stalking, like the unholy predator it is.
Honk honk honk....
one-sassy-rock:
Iggy remained in one spot, save for a couple of centimeters being nudged forward by that awful goose.
* HEY! Keep your beak to yourself, ya sicko!
Peeck
Peeck peeck...
Nope, the unholy water fowl won’t stop, one of it feets starts hitting the rock’s side, as if it was a horse, before honking.
This is it, this is your fate now Iggy.
Ah yes, this looks magnificent honk
oh ITS YOU
Yes... it is I
The goose you love and hate, like the tsundere you are...
one-sassy-rock:
* Sigh… Just my luck…
Iggy is once again used as a seat to tired passerbys. Maybe someday, this loveless rock will find its special someone.
Not the desired effect.
How about more bitting and poking? Lets see if seat can be upgraded to goose’s steed. you know... all that yehaw ape nonsense...
Casual reminder you lesser creatures must pay your daily tributes.
Otherwise the goose will find its way to you, and make you regret not paying your daily tribute to its being. Forget your god, you pay your respects to it.
Your food goods
Hand them over honk.
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the-scrappy-urchin:
“Oh no you don’t, you little PUNK!” With an eye twitch, she forms a row of spears in front of the meddlesome creature.
The goose will continue running away, zig zagging across waterfall, and let a few muffled honkings as it flaps its wings eagerly, and perhaps mockingly, at the young monster...
Swiggity swooty it still got the booty.
one-sassy-rock:
* WHOAwhoawhoa WHOA! SLOW DOWN there, pardner!
Iggy looks up with its non-existent eyes to see who its pusher is.
Oooooh. A non-monster (or human, like that one time) doing the pushing? What a relief!
* … at least take me out for dinner before doing that, darling~
...
The bird is going to bite you just because you said that, then sit over you to spite you, rock.
one-sassy-rock:
(( Starter for @an-evil-goose ))
Iggy simply exists in front of the goose. If one listens carefully, one can hear it humming a tune.
Hm... a sentient rock, eh? Curious thing? Perhaps.
...
The goose is going to push it.
*Layla offers the goose a whole pie*
And so the goose rushes to raid the whole pie.
The bird is awfully quick, surprisingly quick, and clean as it devours every single piece, every single crumb with ravenous seeming hunger. Upon it, the goose honks happily, the sacrifise had been worthy, another nice day to be spared.
The goose doesn’t mind that much however, as long as her offerings are nice.