crows attack

What she says: I’m fine

What she means: Kaz “don’t touch me or I’ll rip your arm out of it’s socket” Brekker really pushed through his PTSD and severe phobia of skin to skin contact all so he could help Inej change the bandages on her arms. And he didn’t even have to do it, there were others there that could have helped her out. But he forced himself to do it because he wanted to show her that he was willing to bring his walls down for her, not just so he could touch her but so he could open his heart to her too. She told him she would take all of him or none of him, and he was trying to show her that he would try his hardest to be the man she needed him to be 

A black crow attacks one of the Pope’s white doves in my new favourite image of All Time / basically what Lars Von Trier takes two to four hours to capture with every try.


“i won’t talk,” he said.

  the first punch shattered two of his ribs. the second had him coughing blood.

  “maybe we should snap your fingers so you can’t play than infernal flute,” van eck suggested.

  i’m here for her, wylan reminded himself. i’m here for her.

  in the end, he was not nina or matthias or kaz or inej or jesper. he was just wylan van eck. he told them everything.


Today my dogs attacked a crow in my backyard (the poor thing must’ve been old), I grabbed my dogs and put them inside then brought out some bread for the crow. I thought it was so injured it was going to die because it stayed down on the ground for about a ½ hour. But later I saw it up and walking again. Remember! Always be nice to crows! They can recognize faces!!!
Canuck the crow's attacks halt Vancouver mail delivery - BBC News
Canuck, who rose to infamy after crime-scene tampering, is now attacking postal workers.

Honestly, I’m just linking to this for the picture. But then there’s this bit from the article:

Canuck is said to have drawn blood after biting a letter carrier.

The bird is known for riding the city’s SkyTrain and stealing shiny objects, including a knife from a crime scene.

Not a corvid to cross.


This feisty heron arrived at the centre recently after being found unable to fly and being attacked by crows.

It was rushed in to see our vet team but amazingly did not seem to be badly injured. It was a little disorientated and was moved into one of our pens for some rest and food.

Luckily, it quickly picked up and was soon moved into our large flight facility to stretch its wings. It didn’t take long before it was flying very well!

With a glowing vet report, the time was quickly approaching for this injured bird to go back to the wild… watch this space!

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We don’t believe what’s on TV - Chapter 9

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Resume: I had an ordinary life, or that’s what I wanted to believe. I lost myself in the TV series that I listened to forget the normal boring life. What I didn’t know, however, was that my life would change completely overnight.

Finding myself in 2013 at Beacon Hills County.

This will be a Stiles x Reader but only further in the story

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In this chapter: I shouldn’t have played the hero. Now I’m a suspect. Questions. Fear. What’s happening?

Word count: 3038

In the end, I couldn’t answer Stiles’ question. His suspicious look pursued me for the rest of the day. Soon after, the sheriff asked for our testimony on what had just happened, how we had found the body, the strange behavior that we might have seen in suspicious individuals. To this last question, Stiles threw me one of his typical looks that would usually make me laugh. But not now.

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(need confirmation but) It seems that Nyx’s age is confirmed to be 32 (during the movie) by the art director Kenji Niki…? Looks like he was 20 years old in the beginning of the movie (when Niflheim attacked Tenebrae). Crowe will be 26, 27, a bit older than Luna.
Niki-san said that he wanted to present the world with a different aspect by seeing it through characters that have different age from Noctis and co.

(And seems like he’s preparing some sort of 1 year anniversary of Kingsglaive?! Holy Moly isn’t that 9 July in Japan asfgggdlasskfggg)

Overwatch AUs to Good Home

I’ve got all these half-baked AU ideas, but not enough energy to pursue them, so I’m setting them free in hopes someone can use them to jumpstart their own creative process. :) Just give me credit for initial spark, and show me what you do for them!

The Morrison is one of the most top-of-the-line dreadnaughts in the navy, but there’s a rumour it’s cursed–the ship’s been losing captain after captain. Gabriel Reyes, decorated veteran of the Omnia-Terran War, is assigned to the Morrison in hopes that he’ll break the failing streak.

He has luck with ships, after all–he turned the Deadeye from an unruly pirate ship into a formidable interceptor, and salvaged Sparrow when everyone else though the AI was too damaged beyond repair. Surely he can sweet-talk a dreadnaught into doing its job properly.

And of course, it’s not like there’s much on the line. Gabriel’s died once. He’ll be able to handle it if a treacherous ship makes it happen again.

Jesse’s a bounty hunter with the Sparrow as his trusty (and snarky) companion. He found the scrapped ship in a junk heap with AI still intact, and earned its trust through the rebuilding process. It still won’t tell him how a Shimada interceptor ship ended up in a backwater scrap yard, but that’s okay–Jesse wouldn’t trade his ornery little ship for the world.

Wings are sorta like daemons, in that they give an insight into your personality/fate, with the caveat that they’re also usually location/heritage specific (ie you’re not gonna get white people with tropical bird wings).

Jack’s got red-tailed hawk wings because they’re in Indiana, and they’re sorta an everyman kind of bird–not patriotic like a bald eagle, but almost everyone in the USA knows those hawks or has heard of them. I also liked the “hawk noise substituted for actual eagle noise” thing that happens in movies, since to me it somehow suggests the figurehead the UN wants him to be (if he actually is or not is another story).

Gabe’s got crow wings (though he lies and says they’re raven wings to make them sound more impressive). They’re clever birds. Such clever, clever birds. Fits tactician Gabe to a t. Crows will also attack things much bigger/dangerous than they are. And they’re little shits.

I also had the idea that Fareeha’s original wings were cut off and replaced with the Raptora suit’s rockets/wings. To be a Raptora pilot, you can’t have your wings out there, you need to be integrated with the suit. I thought it was a good way to symbolize her commitment to JUSTICE and also provide a nice little knife-twist to how Ana never wanted her to be part of a war, and yet Fareeha found a way to be forever marked by it.

Reinhardt has swan wings because those things are meant to carry a lot of weight, and they look ornamental (like Reinhardt) but they will mess you up (also like Reinhardt).

Genji had sparrowhawk wings. He’s wingless post-Hanzo, and struggles a lot with the loss of his flight. 

Jesse has the wings of a California Condor. I liked the mirror of their almost-extinction and then successful reintroduction to Jesse’s journey of rehabilitation by Gabriel. They’re surprisingly fast (56 mph!). And those wings are massive, which means Jesse can carry Genji around without effort.
“The condor is a significant bird to many Californian Native American groups” according to Wikipedia, so I figure it’s also a nice nod to Jesse being mixed with indigenous groups. (I don’t really know who lives down there, so I’m keeping it vague. Please remember to do research if you want to go more in depth than a nod.) 

Hana has skua wings. They’re migratory (calls to when she eventually leaves S.Korea to join Overwatch) and predatory, and I liked that they’re seabirds since she fights the kaiju-omnic in the sea. They’re also apparently pretty agile and they pass through s.Korea, so it fits with my "regional/heritage” rule.

Lucio’s wings are some sort of parrot, I think a macaw or something. Pretty and loud and smart and entertaining and fun to have around. And They can snap through bone with their beaks (incidentally, in daemon au his daemon is a macaw for the same reason).

Hanzo is a goshawk since they’re known to eat other, smaller raptors (like sparrowhawks).


[EPISODE] 193. The Stolen Silver Crystal! Princess Kakyuu Appears.

Series: Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon Sailor Stars

Kana: うばわれた銀水晶! 火球皇女出現
Romaji: Ubawareta Ginzuishou! Kakyuu Purinsesu Shutsugen

Original Air Date: November 30, 1996

Director: Takuya Igarashi
Writer: Ryota Yamaguchi
Animation Director: Miho Shimogasa

Plot: Knowing Sailor Moon’s secret identity, Sailor Lead Crow attacks Usagi and her friends at a school event.


  • Sonoko Ijuuin was briefly seen at the school festival. She first appeared in episode 187, which had the same director, writer, and animation director as this episode.


  • This episode marked the first on-screen physical appearance of Princess Kakyuu. She would not speak until the next episode, though.


  • This was Miho Shimogasa’s last episode as an animation director. She went on to become the character designer for the series Cutie Honey F, the anime that took over Sailor Moon Sailor Stars’ timeslot.
  • Sailor Lead Crow made her final appearance in this episode.


  • The Tsukino Residence
  • Ginga TV
  • Sailor Galaxia’s chamber
  • The Three Lights’ studio
  • Juuban Municipal High School

I drew an angry bird.

Fun fact, in Australia we have birds called Willie Wagtails. They are some of the most fearless buggers ever. They’ll beat up anyone and anything they want. I’ve seen them attack crows and magpies - birds waaay larger than them. They’ll attack people, dogs, cats, they don’t care. During nesting season they claimed our back yard for themselves, and attacked the dogs if they got too close.

They’re these tiny little birds that could fit in your hand, but they’ve got balls the size of a family Volkswagen.

These are one of my favourite bird species.

wisherbystarlight  asked:

Imagine Steve being pressured into writing an autobiography and he finally gives in, but he's a little shit about it, but then Bucky comes back and points out everything Steve completely made up that the avengers had just assumed was true.

“You did not throw a tank through the gate to a HYDRA facility.”  

Apparently, Bucky was back from the bookstore and had found Steve’s autobiography.


“-I was not your wingman.

“-I meant after the serum.  When we were fighting HYDRA.”

Bucky shook the book menacingly at Steve.  “This book is full of that nonsense, isn’t it?” 

Bruce walked in, munching on a kale and faro salad.  “What nonsense?”

“Steve’s autobiography.” Bucky’s tone suggested the book’s mere existence was painful for him.

Bruce gave Steve a perplexed glance.  “…You made it up?”

Steve groaned, putting his head in his hands and then dropping his hands to his sides.  “They were hounding me about writing one. So it was my way of getting in a little …screw you to them, without them knowing.”

“Who’s ‘them’?”

“My agent.  S.H.I.E.L.D. agreed; the less mystery around me and my reappearance the less people would dig.”

Bucky nodded.

Bruce chewed slowly, contemplative.  “So…does that mean you didn’t have the Commados dress up as USO girls to infiltrate a HYDRA-occupied village?”

Goddamnit.”  Bucky threw the book at –correction, through- one of the windows.

“No, I saw that in Mulan.” Steve smiled.  “But I did knock out Adolph Hitler over 200 times.”

Conquering a World: Part 2

There were only three other houses, putting us at a total of thirteen people. The youngest was a 5th grader, and the oldest was Chad’s father, Mike Findlay, who was about 58. We had two construction workers, two landscapers, an OB-GYN, a nurse, a farmer, and a Veterinarian. Add to that Ava as a secretary with excellent managerial skills, and my weird combo of degrees as a Forester and Botanist and we had enough skills to allow us to survive for a good stretch of time if we worked together.
“You’re a what?” Chad asked.
“Forester…and botanist. I deal with plants and nature. The purple grass here tastes like lemon, and smells like lemon pine-sol, if you were curious.” I stroked Gigi’s ears, keeping myself distracted. “Guess they actually had some method to their madness. A plant person, an animal person, two medical personnel, two construction workers, a farmer, and someone with excellent organizational skills. They plan for us to be out here. To conquer this world for them.”
“They said settle it. I don’t know how much more settled we can get, other than getting a lot more food in the works.” Patricia Ledford, the veterinarian, was holding her youngest daughter, Kelsey—the fifth grader. She seemed to have a nervous disposition.
Granted, normally I couldn’t form a coherent sentence when I was in a group this size. I was just so…done.
“It’ll take us a while to figure out what’s edible here. We’ve got some stray corn that came with our house, and our vegetable patch. We also have a bunch of seeds. Our garden needs to be weeded, desperately, but I can probably identify the weeds and discern what can be used first. I know we have some food. Generator is solar powered, sump pump is powered by the water that runs through it…not that it matters since we have no idea what they did with the pipes…”
We were in the Findlay’s house since they had the biggest area to gather in, and I could tell that their construction business had been successful.
Walter McNeal, the OB-GYN and single dad of Juliet, who was a freshman in high school, shook his head, “We don’t even know if we’ll be here long. What if we get put back tomorrow?” He was rubbing his forehead.
I glanced at Ava, wondering if she remembered the story that my brother had told us of the…problem that came about when some aliens had taken an entire city. By the time it had been returned…twenty years had passed.
Chad shook his head, “The Fraxaplilliiannun race stole a city thirty years ago, it took twenty years for the government to get them back and the city was a major thing. Four random houses and thirteen people? Low priority, especially since none of us are politicians or celebrities. None of us are working on government projects. We’re…”
“Dispensable.” Ava got up and got another scoop of ice cream.
“Thirteen people. We have to survive until we do get out of here.” Mike Findlay frowned at the ceiling, “We’ll have to see if the wood here burns. We’ve got enough to power our wood heater for a couple months, but we have no idea how long we’ll need it.”
I glanced around at everyone, then shrugged, “No point in sitting around, I’m going to go set up a place to test the local flora. Here’s hoping that tests that worked on earth will work here.” I got up and headed for the door.
“You should assess the plant life we have from home first.” Ava caught my arm, “I’ll start looking at the pantry, fridge, and freezer, but you’re better with plants than landscapers would be. You’re always ranting about how landscapers use invasive species.”
I tilted my head in a sort of nod, “True, never thought I’d be grateful for invasive species like the ones in three out of four of the yards. I’ll let you all guess which yard doesn’t have invasive plant species. Fine, I’ll look at what plants are in the yards, make a list and then give it to you. Then I’ll set up a testing lab.”
“I’ll go with you, write down what you list. It should make things faster.”
“I have a list of the trees and flowers planted here,” Chad offered.
“Give it. I’ll still need to look at the weeds, but that should at least help.” I waited while he got that.
“I can look at the animals we have, make sure they’re all healthy before moving on to trying to find local animals.” Patricia offered.
Ava nodded, “Just be careful going into our house. We have three cats, and a dog in there.”
Patricia nodded.
“I suppose I should see what medical supplies I have,” Walter rubbed his head again.
“I’ll help.” Beatrice Findlay said softly. She was the nurse. “Permission to go through the rest of your medical supplies?”
“Go ahead, anything to help.” John Ledford put an arm around his wife.
“I’ll look at the houses, make sure they’re sound. Same with the barns or sheds. Andy can help,” Mike said, nodding to his younger son.
“Juliet, Kevin, can you watch the girls?”
Kevin nodded, “Sure mom, we’ll keep them in the basement. Safest place right now, right?”
We were all nodding.
“Yeah, we can have them color or something for a while. And I have a portable DVD player that should still be fully charged. We can at least get two movies out of it.” Juliet got up, pulling Talia up with her.
“I’ll walk them over,” John told the rest of us. “Just holler if you need me to do anything.”
I nodded sharply, taking the list from Chad and glancing over it. “Norway maple, of course.” I headed out the door with Ava right behind me.
“Were you serious?”
“Making the aliens pay?” She asked, glancing back toward the house.
“Mostly,” I responded, “But I guess I was also just thinking about how…what the heck is that?”
She followed my gaze to the monstrous pink and purple fuzzy thing that was about the size of an elephant, and looked like a dolphin had grown legs and fur, gotten a rhino horn, and a second mouth, as well as a tongue the size of a compact car.
“Heavens to betsy…” I breathed, “Patricia! Get out here!”
Everyone came. Everyone stared.
“Mom…how do we find out if it’s friendly?” Talia Ledford asked. She was in seventh grade, so about twelve years old.
“We see if it attacks us.”
Ava nudged me, “Fred is coming around the house.”
I groaned, “Stupid rooster, we need him.”
Fred Astaire, our rooster, spotted the large thing and crowed, then started his attack on the thing that was about a thousand times larger.
The thing followed Fred’s movement, then went back to sniffing our garage.
Okay…thirty seconds. Thirty seconds of insane bravery. I just needed thirty seconds.
I went forward, slowly. Still holding my baseball bat.
The creature must have smelled me, it looked my way, then boomed closer.
I looked up at it, still moving myself.
It moved when I kept moving, staying a few feet away at all times.
Finally, I stopped, and turned toward it.
It moved closer, just a bit. Then carefully leaned down to smell me.
I held out a hand.
It didn’t move back.
I stepped forward and touched it’s furry snout. It was like those super fuzzy blankets.
It finally straightened up, and walked off, careful to avoid me and Fred. It lumbered into the forest, making a path that we could easily follow.
I turned back to the others, “Good news…it didn’t eat me.”
They were all looking at me like I was insane.
I was starting to think they were right.
Ava came over, “That was stupid.”
“I know,” I said, “I’m scared out of my mind, I think. Let’s focus on our job. I need to focus on something.” Plants were a good distraction. They were what would probably be keeping us alive. For once it was a good thing we hadn’t waited to get out canning supplies. Ava had wanted to do pickles and try to can tomatoes, maybe pickle some peppers. Make salsa.
Ava pushed me toward the house, “Come on, before we do anything, let’s put some of our canned foods into the panic room. I’ll explain why later.”
I nodded, “I think I understand why, but it’s best if we get on the same page later.”
We moved the canned goods that had the furthest expiration dates into the panic room and closed it off.
“You still have the pain killers from getting your wisdom teeth out?” Ava asked.
I frowned, then nodded, “Yeah, they’re in my nightstand. Think we need to put them in here, for emergencies?”
“I’m expecting full blown panic.” She froze, “What’s that sound?”
I shook my head and darted up the stairs and outside.
I froze as an alien transported to the spot in between our yard and the Findlay’s.
This one was different from the species that had been in our back yard earlier today. That one had been like a praying mantis and a Jaaarskil had a demon. This one was more like a Triwlkaan, which was like a gecko and a springer spaniel, but it also looked like the cheetah-like race of Riichalka.
“Greetings, I am Traaiillooonn. I am a documentarian for the Pqnxallaxis Domain.” The alien had a breathy voice, and finished it’s statement with a whistle.
“That’s not a word,” I said, officially fed up.
“Documentarian is not a word. You’re a documenter, not a documentarian.” I folded my arms, “Let me guess, we’re supposed to feed you and house you? Well, guess again. We were brought here against our will, we’re not going to cooperate with anything you try to force on us.”
“Interesting first statement,” Traaiillooonn murmured, marking something on it’s device. “But did not your government authorize the Pqnxallaxis Domain to select their team to settle this world?”
“What?” Ava asked.
“It says in the Richter Accords, the Pqnxallaxis domain may select a team of four households and all things therein to settle planets of interest provided they give the information previously collected to the residents selected.” Traaiillooonn was consulting it’s device.
I closed my eyes, realizing exactly what the alien was saying.
We would never go home.


dreamingofeternity  asked:

fakiru, 9?

fakiru + things you said when i was crying

There are a thousand reasons to leave and only one to stay, but that one is the one he vowed to live his life with, so he’ll just have to suck up everything else and take it because she’s worth it all a thousand times over and more.

He’s dealt with a lot worse, anyway, Fakir reasons. And Ahiru is spending the rest of her life as a duck. He has no right to complain.

Still. That doesn’t make it easy.

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