feather ball

So Duusu is confirmed as a female kwami because there’s written “she”, isn’t it? and I think this is pretty cool! Imagine everyone figures her as a male just for her appearance and Duusu starts crying or yelling. Poor little creature.

Then there’s also written “shaking when she’s angry”

SHE LITERALLY SHAKES HER TAIL

Omg, my small angry ball of feathers wants to act menacing but she’s just too cute, aww.

Next, her eyes. I find them really beautiful and I love how they share the same motive and colors of the tail feathers. And here she looks so graceful!

AAAAAAAA 

THIS SMILE GIVES ME LIFE

DUUSU IS SO PRECIOUS

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Wren (pt 1 of?)

She calls herself Wren, after Two Things. One is the bird. The small, plainly colored, ball of feathers, sometimes called house wrens, that often flit about unnoticed. Two is another girl. This Wren, who spelled her name Ren, isn’t real. She’s Ren-from-the-book Found, the first–and still most favorite–post apocalyptic story Wren-with-a-W has read. There are others, but that one is closest to her heart.

Which probably makes the Choice a Stupid One, but she makes it, nonetheless. Maybe the Gentry will think she likes birds. Maybe–though that, likely, could have its own consequences.

Unlike some of the others, Wren-with-a-W–like Anne-with-an-e, but without either the fiery hair or tendency to babble–likes the rules at Elsewhere. She likes Rules period. Her life–and her brain–is often chaotic, though she won’t acquire the alphabet soup of abbreviations that explain why till years later.

She doesn’t know, at eighteen, that she has ADHD. All she knows is she’s disorganized, easily distracted, and loses everything she touches. She also doesn’t know that she’s probably Autistic. All she knows is that she has trouble with conversations–starting them, stopping them, keeping them going. She has trouble with loud sounds and her clothes feeling Wrong. And when she loves something, it consumes her.

Sometimes–before she learned better–she thought she might be a changeling. When she was very young, she lost herself, deliberately, inside her mind. She spent hours and hours daydreaming, blocking out the world. When she was a teenager, her bubble popped, and she found herself suddenly in a world that was strange, confusing, and much too loud.

So, Wren-with-a-W likes the Rules. They’re comforting. Follow them and you’ll be safe. Don’t follow them, and there are no promises. And so she follows them. She hoards packets of creamer and shakers of salt and iron nails like they’re going out of style. She carries each in her pockets–and she’s found that the nails double as stim toys.

A few weeks into the fall semester, and Wren has found herself alone in her dorm for the first time. Her roommate has gone. Not Gone, not Replaced, no, nothing so sinister. She’s simply gone home, to visit family. Wren has not. She loves her family, but she doesn’t miss them. Not the way other people seem to.

Alone for the first time, Wren crosses to her bed and pulls out the old chest. Her great-grandmother, Agnes, gave it to her when Wren was twelve. Great-grandmother Agnes was a lot like Wren. She was shy and spacey, quiet and scattered, and she didn’t seem to know what to do with people, either.

As she opens the trunk, the smell hits her first. There’s the sharp, burning-in-her-nose smell of mothballs, and under that, something even more bitter, salty like blood, like iron. Like the sea.

The blanket at the bottom is dark brown, like mahogany and chocolate stirred together. One side is rough. When Wren pets it, she’s reminded of Boris, her old mohair teddy bear Mom made her leave home, because You-know-how-college-kids-are-you-don’t-want-anything-to-happen-to-it. The other side is smooth. When Wren touches it, she’s reminded of her favorite suede couch, the big brown one at Grandma Ruth’s. She loved laying on it and running her hand up and down the arm while she watched My Little Pony The Movie for the million and first time.

Wrapping the blanket around her, Wren shuts the trunk and slides it under the bed. Great grandmother made her promise not to show either trunk nor blanket to a living soul, and so far, Wren has kept her word. Mom says that Great-grandma-was-getting-senile-before-she-passed-it’s-a-shame-really. Wren knows different, but that, too, is part of the secret.

There are other trunks, other young women in Wren’s family with blankets like these. But Wren has never fit in with them. Those girls, to a one, know how to get along in the world. They don’t lose things the moment they set them aside. They don’t misunderstand a look, a gesture, an implied demand. They know how to follow all the unwritten Social Rules. Not Wren. Not now, and maybe not ever.

So, blanket wrapped tight tight tight around her, Wren hoes to the couch and curls up. She turns on the TV, then the DVD player. Pressing play on the remote, she settles in, sighing happily, as My Little Pony Tales begins playing.

The blanket isn’t the only reason she waits till her roommate leaves before watching tv.

To Be Continued.

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Actress, model and socialite Marisa Berenson dressed to resemble Marchesa Luisa Casati at The Proust Ball in 1971. Photograph by Cecil Beaton.

There are two stage adaptions of Harry Potter.

Harry Potter and the Cursed Child

  • Random time travel with the help of illegal Time-Turners
  • Voldemort maybe has one- no, two affairs!
  • VOLDEMORT HAS A DAUGHTER?
  • Who is Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way.
  • OOC versions of characters
  • Rose is stoic
  • Wrong use of the Marauder’s Map
  • Cedric flying naked on a broomstick of purple feathers
  • Craig
  • Blood Ball for Voldemort Day
  • Snape apparently is a good guy?
  • Sabotaging canon
  • “Scorpian King” Scorpius Malfoy
  • Ron married Parvati
  • For Voldemort and VALOR!
  • Headmistress Umbridge is back with Dementors
  • Harry’s afraid of the dark, small spaces and pigeons.

A Very Potter Musical-series

  • Harry is a douchebag with a guitar who does covers of Disney songs
  • Ron is addicted to Red Vines
  • Ginny dances with guitars
  • Hermione’s true passion is fanfiction.
  • Random time travel with the help of illegal Time-Turners
  • Voldemort and Quirrell end together and have a daughter.
  • Cedric is a good finder.
  • Draco wANT HERMIONE GRANGER- andarocketship.
  • Lucius Malfroy and Lord Voldemort are dancers
  • “My name’s Lucius, but you can call me Lucy. When I grow up, I want to be a Rockette.”
  • Snape has a talk show outside the shows.
  • The infamour Hogwart’s jaguar
  • GILDERROY, THE MOUSE PRINCE
  • Cho Chang y’all
  • Weird versions of characters.
  • Ron choreographed an affair with Lavender behind Hermione’s back.
  • Narcissa had an affair and Dobby is Draco’s real father.
  • James and Lily split, and Lily is married to Cedric now.
  • Dumbledore loves High School Musical
  • Headmistress Umbridge is back with Dementors.
  • Albus Scarfy Potter

Only one of them is a parody

shamozow  asked:

Bro when I first saw the cutscene with Revali, I was like,"This is one big sassy ball of feathers."

His face looks like a goddamned azure shuttlecock and I just wanna

Kageyama Tobio - The King of the Court

Was meaning to finish this in time for 12/22, but work had other plans for me ;___;

SO FOR NOW LET’S ENJOY THIS HIGHLY QUESTIONABLE KINGLY WIP OF THE BIRTHDAY BOY 

midnightminuet  asked:

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Emoji Asks || Accepting

💬 - I wish…‼️ - Something you’ll change? (There were two with this emoji, so I’m just assuming you meant this one)

“This job, despite its glorious pay, is morally compromising for someone who’s apparently trying to ‘get better.’ I honestly don’t really care, and wouldn’t mind continuing if it weren’t for the fact that it screws with Karen’s whole ‘helping you be a better person’ thing. Kinda hard to do that when you’re literally stealing peoples’ life force, haha.

”I’ll be honest, though; this job makes my life more exciting than I thought it would. So I also keep at it for the pure intrigue of it. Kudos to you, whoever the hell started this Siren shit.”

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The Raven Cycle meme: [2/3] Locations: 300 Fox Way.

Mornings at 300 Fox Way were fearful, jumbled things. Elbows in sides and lines for the bathroom and people snapping over tea bags placed into cups that already had tea bags in them. There was school for Blue and work for some of the more productive (or less intuitive) aunts. Toast got burned, cereal went soggy, the refrigerator door hung open and expectant for minutes at a time. Keys jingled as car pools were hastily decided.

▪ Remembering Heath, who passed away, 7 years ago today, on 22 January 2008. Love you so much, and wish you were here with us… You are deeply missed. Rest in Peace.
Heath Andrew Ledger (4 April 1979 – 22 January 2008)

Filmography: ▫ Ship to Shore (TV - 1993), ▫ Sweat (TV - 1996), ▫ Home and Away (TV - 1996), ▫ Roar (TV - 1997), ▫ Blackrock (1997), ▫ Paws (1997), ▫ Two Hands (1999), ▫ 10 Things I Hate About You (1999), ▫ The Patriot (2000), ▫ A Knight’s Tale (2001), ▫ Monster’s Ball (2001), ▫ The Four Feathers (2002), ▫ The Order a.k.a. The Sin Eater (2003) ▫ Ned Kelly (2003), ▫ The Brothers Grimm (2005), ▫ Lords of Dogtown (2005), ▫ Brokeback Mountain (2005), ▫ Casanova (2005), ▫ Candy (2006), ▫ I’m Not There (2007), The Dark Knight (2008), ▫ The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus (2009).

Music Videos Directed by Heath Ledger: ▫ N'fa - Seduction is Evil (2006), ▫ N'fa - Cause an Effect (2006), ▫ Ben Harper - Morning Yearning (2006), ▫ Nick Drake - Black Eyed Dog, tribute (2007), Modest Mouse - King Rat (2009)

📷 Heath Ledger photographed by Justine Walpole (Unreleased Photo)