#budge chirps

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pussy from a boy. who is good at folding paper strips into little stars.

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12 Songs by 12 Artists

I was tagged by @notagoodperson 🫶

This Too Shall Pass - Danny Schmidt

Ebb and Flow - Larry and His Flask

That Funny Feeling - Bo Burnham

At The Bottom Of Everything - Bright Eyes

Spoken For - FLAVOR FOLEY

Hello, Anxiety - Phum Viphurit

Hunnybee - Unknown Mortal Orchestra

“Geddit” or “The Commodity of Tenacity” - Rav

I LOST IT - Apollo Flowerchild

Ghosting - Mother Mother

Mama - My Chemical Romance

Cold Reactor - Everything Everything

No particular order or theme to which songs I picked, aside from them all having had some significance to me at some point.

Tagging @bottl3d-oc3an @kowvo @actnormalsalome @greatnoone @depraveddollyhouse @ricefriedshrimp @deerfreak @nameless-main & anyone who sees this and also wants to do it :>

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Please tell me about all your birds and their most problematic toxic traits ✨️🙏

ALRIGHT!!! This is the Squawk Squad—

THE BUDGIES—

Sake is my little old man. He’s the white budgie with the blue markings. As my “firstborn” he’s almost 9 years old. I adopted him as a high school student back in 2017 or 2018. He’s extremely talkative and social, much to the annoyance of my other birds lmao. There’s always a constant level of chatter in my home and it stems directly from him. The other birds vocalize too, but Sake is consistent. He’s also deeply curious- exploring both with his wings and with his beak. I can no longer keep plants or puzzles or books around him without supervision 🫠

Chug Jug, or CJ, is the blue budgie with the black markings. She was named for the signature blue color. Although it was a joke at first, it kinda stuck. She is the least social of the group, often electing to spend her time hollowing out softwood logs and chewing on wicker balls. She is extremely skittish, and just as agile. Getting her to go to her cage when she doesn’t want to? Unlikely to happen without 2 people and 20 minutes of chasing her until she’s had enough of flying laps around the living room and goes to bed nicely. She makes getting places on time a bit of a gamble if I don’t remember an hour beforehand.

Milo—

The green cheek conure. A friend bought him from a pet store in 2018 and bounced around a few different homes before he ended up with me. He had a rough first few years and was pretty fearful of being handled, but he’s come a long way and is a velcro bird these days! He loves scritches, snuggles, and shoulder rides. He’s very demanding of attention, wanting to be involved in EVERYTHING. This can prove annoying when using kitchen appliances or trying to use the restroom. But you can’t stay mad at him for long, he’s just too darn cute!

Morgan—

My lovely blue and gold macaw. She is 16 this year, and I’ve known her for the last 8. Before she came to me, she belonged to a gentleman on hospice whose family didn’t want to inherit her. My uncle, who was working his case, reached out to me and asked if I would be willing to take her (after getting the okay from the family). When I picked her up, she was pretty fearful and I thought I was in for a few years before maybe she would allow me to handle her. I was wrong and she was my shoulder bird within the month.

Morgan makes herself known. She has a vibrant body, a loud voice, a large personality, and a massive beak. I might warn you that this is a dangerous combination. Bird ownership isn’t for everyone and the possibility of bodily injury is one of those reasons. These birds demand respect and will make this known with a scream of over 100 decibels. That’s hearing damage territory. Not to mention that they can deliver a bite of ~500psi with ease with their sharp beak. And macaws can move quick!

Luckily Morgan is well socialized and mild-mannered for the most part! Plus I’m not going to call these risks “problematic” when that comes with handling any species.

Morgan is problematic because she sits on my shoulder and calls people “MOTHERFUCKER” from my porch.

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Timeline Tuesday! 2018-2026

I was going through my phone gallery and realized that I have selfies in there that are nearly a decade old! I wanted to compile a timeline to see how I've changed through the years (which to be honest, I really haven't much?) I tend to struggle with self image, so it's kinda nice to have at least a few pictures where I feel like I look nice.

The first 4 pictures were taken before I came out as transgender, but it felt important to include them as well. I wouldn't be the man I am today without the girl that came before. Even now, I appreciate and cater to my feminine side. I love being a pretty boy <3

OP uses HE/HIM pronouns | transphobes fuck outta here

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Tbh I think the sport of fencing is underutilized in the whump community. I know it’s not a popular sport (and sports whump is already scarce as is) but just consider—

• The bruises left behind from sparring. Yes, even with the Lame and glove to protect you, the impacts are precise and often leave deep, circular bruises. At least in the case of the foil and epee disciplines. Sabre tends to use sweeping cutting motions, which tend to leave long, thin, shallow bruises. It’s possible I just bruise easily, but I always had new marks after each weekly fencing club meeting.

Equipment is important. It hurts to be struck by a blade without protection. I can’t imagine what it would feel like on bare skin.

• The inherent tension in a bout. Trying to telegraph your opponent’s moves and react with lightning quick precision. To find the right opening to strike while staying on your guard. Light footwork and deep, lunging strikes make fencing flow like a dance. The masks make it difficult to read your partner’s gaze or expression, so you rely instead on reading their movements and gauging their patterns and weaknesses. Upping the stakes. Becoming more aggressive in your movements as you map out your opponent’s defenses in your mind.

Fencing is a battle of attrition in strategy, stamina, and strength. What happens in a matter of seconds can provide pages of internal monologue.

• Replace the foils with real blades.

Nothing bad could possibly come of this idea.

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I saw you reposted some Forget-Me-Nots

They’re my favorite flower. I’ve always been pretty fond of their lovely blue hue, eye-catching yellow center, and classic “flower” shape. Plus they grow in those clusters like they’re a bunch of friends hanging out :>

These ones are especially lovely. 🩵

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ah man we’ve got therapy AND deep cleaning the house today

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Planking Until Failure - Day 1

I'm tired of being out of shape. Join me in rebuilding strength and discomfort tolerance by planking until failure every day until... well I don't know maybe I'll get superpowers or something. I've been sedentary for the better part of a year; between that and my penchant for forgetting to eat, I'm not as physically strong or resilient as I'd like to be.

My form and breathing aren't great, I know. I was embarrassed about how loud my heart was beating in my ears by the end of this. Any tips for technique are appreciated :>