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The adventures of Crow-ley and Aziradove, part 8: Plan B.M. (Bird Marriage)

Well, this is about it for the brief little storyline I first thought of when I started drawing these feathery boys. I have another silly idea I’d like to tackle with them, but I’ll work on it definitely with a slower pace, because I really need to focus my attention on other things for now lol See you ‘round with other stuff! ; D

part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part extra - part 4 - part 5 - part 6 - part 7

robancrow

I passed by some older screenshots of Dobie calling me cute in that dress and suggesting he'd try it, and had a "wait, why did I never give it to you?" moment. You, sir, are adorable as all heck, and I love you.

papershroud

min0uet

regret.mp4

head-in-the-bubbles

“OH RIGHT HE WAS A WRESTLER”

himejoshikomaeda

invader zim filmed this

catchymemes

This Guy Won’t Stop Photoshopping Himself Into Kendall Jenner’s Photos And It Makes Them 10 Times Better

Credit: Kirby Jenner / IG

via: boredpanda.com

catchymemes

IG: @pet_foolery

inimoose

The Last Irken Chapter 1: part two

Please click the images to read! Click here for Chapter 1: Part one And click here for TLIAU’s chapter archive

macholatcho

them being friends just gives them more time to piss each other off

inimoose

The Last Irken Chapter 1: part one Please click the images to read! Click here for Chapter 1: Part two And click here for TLIAU’s chapter archive Thank you so much for your patience! Since this chapter is so long, I’ve split it into two. Now that ch 1 is finished I’m gonna take a small break to do illustrations and play some video games, but I’ll be back to working on ch 2 asap! I’ll have to make a cover illustration or something for this soon… sorry for not having one yet!

odinsblog

(source)

petals42

had to watch it twice– once for the performers and once for the guy in the red track suit’s reactions.

then watched in a whole bunch more because MY GOODNESS!!!!

voidfire-studios

I can feel the joy just radiating from these guys

parkchanwoohoo

marzipanandminutiae

A. imagine your otp

B. dear gods this country has massive issues

cl0udyd4z3

I’ve been looking for this post for ages

portraitofemmy

listen, I’ve read enough fanfic to know that they’re not getting divorced, but it’ll take about 35k of pining to figure that out.

hellfire-writes-deactivated2023

Buttercup - M.M. [One Shot]

PAIRING: Mick Mars x Reader

SUMMARY: You take an interest in the quiet man at the bar, not expecting him to be a part of Mötley Crüe, the famous rock band you’ve been hearing about all over the news.

WARNINGS: language, fluff, broody Mick ;)

“That’s him! I swear!” your best friend squealed, pointing to the man sitting a couple feet away from you.

“Shhh, he might hear you and think we’re crazy,” you scolded. You turned around in your seat so you were facing forward and as discreetly as possible, let your eyes do a once over of the dark headed stranger.

“Fuck, it is him.”

“I knew it!”

Keep reading

supremehusbands

This guy is fucking lurking.

sovonight

a break to bake

cover | part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | full zine

dex-ter-ous

505’s papas

Okay, so Black Hat has said that 505 once called him “papa”, and Alan Ituriel even said that 505 and Black Hat somewhat represent his own relationship with his dad. And just look at this drawing. It doesn’t get any clearer; 505 thinks Black Hat is his papa.

But ALSO, Flug refers to 505 as his son, and himself as “papa”. Not to mention Flug is the one that actually acts as a father figure.

So granted that 505 reciprocates this father-son feeling with Flug, I have to wonder…

Does 505 think that Flug and Black Hat are his gay dads?

letyepetyelepetye

ffffsshhhfhfhng

kaylenosferatul

Omg….

glacia-posts

I had that thought, too! :D

nowyoukno

fangirling-so-hard-rn

Crows are scary They

use tools

Can be taught to speak (like parrots)

Have huge brains for birds

like seriously their brain-to-body size ratio is equal to that of a chimpanzee

They vocalize anger, sadness, or happiness in response to things

they are scary smart at solving puzzles

some crows stay with their mates until one of them dies

they can remember faces

SIDENOTE HERE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT. They did an experiment where these guys wore masks and some of them fucked with crows. Pretty soon the crows recognized the masks = douchebag. But the nice guys with masks they left alone. THEN, OH WE’RE NOT DONE, NO SIR crows that WEREN’T EVEN IN THE EXPERIMENT AND NEVER SAW THE MASK BEFORE knew about mask-dudes and attacked them on sight. THEY PASSED ON THE FUCKING INFORMATION TO THEIR CROW BUDDIES.

They remember places where crows were killed by farmers and change their migration patterns.

Guys I’m really scared of crows now. (q)

doctormemelordmd

Yeah but have you seen this

stultiloquentia

A colleague of my dad’s lives next to a lake, and looked out the window one morning to see a duck trapped in the ice. A crow swooped down. “Oh hell,” she thought, expecting carnage, because crows are opportunists. But the crow chipped at the ice with its beak until the duck was free.

warwyrd-deactivated20170724

Idk of this counts but a few crows saved me from a magpie swooping attack once ,they’re bros who can tell when magpies are being unreasonable and need to chill

reallymisscoffee

I love crows so damn much. When I was fifteen, I hit a pretty serious bout of depression, to the point I was in my room for months. Well, a family of crows made a nest in a tree outside my window. There were two parents and two chicks. One chick was healthy and strong. One was weak, and had a caw like something being strained. It sounded more like a rooster crowing and so my parents jokingly named him ‘Buck’.Well… months passed and Buck’s sibling was taught to fly. His parents focused on the sibling because the sibling was strong. The father stayed behind to try and teach Buck, but I saw him try to fly, fail, and crash to the floor. His father helped him back up into the tree.

Every day, I would watch Buck from my window until one day I opened it and started talking to him. He was small and gangly and he couldn’t caw right. His feathers were all over the place and I felt a kinship. So I made a deal with him. I told him that if he could do it, if he could fly, then I could find the strength to get up. Well… near the end of the season, after talking with him every day, I finally saw him get out of the nest. He went to the edge of his branch, braced himself, and jumped… and just before he hit the ground, he soared back up into the sky. I cheered harder than I ever had before.

That winter, Buck left the area. I was crestfallen. I felt like I’d lost a friend. But I was so damn proud of him.

Cut to the next spring? I’m walking up the driveway one day when suddenly I hear a sound… a broken caw. I look up, and Buck is sitting in a tree above my head. He stared at me and puffed his feathers, then hopped down in front of me and cawed again. I was so damn thrilled, and I told him how proud I was of him. He ruffled his feathers and then soared off into his old tree.

That summer? I heard two broken caws. One from Buck… and one from his chick.

Cut to ten years later? We have a family of crows who all have a very distinct caw and they come here and spend every spring, summer, and fall on our property. Buck still greets me every spring.

ruggie-bucchis

that last reply made me wanna cry. that’s so beautiful.

avianawareness

Don’t forget the Russian Crow SLEDDING DOWN A ROOF not once, but twice.

odpixel

this one morning i kept hearing really loud caws, i remember it was like 5am, LIKE REALLY LOUD AND ANNOYING AND AGGRESSIVE, so loud that i could hear it through a closed window, and i eventually went outside to check it out. there was a crow on my front lawn, it had an injury on its head and couldn’t fly and there were two other crows circling right above it, and they were cawing like mad.

i tried to get close and take a better look and one of them dived super low and tried to attack me. so i went back in the house and chopped some sliced raw meat and tossed it at him from a distance.

a few more times later, very soon after, they could tell i was trying to help, and did not attack me. i was “allowed” to walk up close and pick him up, he couldn’t drink water properly so i had to dip my finger in a bowl and stick it in his mouth.

i did this few times a day and it went on for about a week before he disappeared, i thought he recovered and left, but he came back the next day and lands on me, and i see him around the block quite often, and he would come sit on my shoulder for a few minutes and then fly away again. i feel like i’ve adopted a son.

lilith-knight

Best birbs !!

221cbakerstreet

your son is Beautiful and Strong

solitarelee

every time I see this post it has different crow stories and every time I reblog it again because all crow stories are good stories

betheothergirl-deactivated20180

Like, I wouldn’t want to be on bad terms with a crow, but they are a really smart animal, they aren’t scary You just want to be nice to them because they will know and they will remember, and they will pay you back if you treat them a certain way.

As a side note, I volunteered at a rehab (Hope for Wildlife), where they were rehabbing a crow with a broken wing–who was named Russell Crow. He kept pulling his bandage off so a sleeve was cut off some old clothing and put on him like a little sweater.