swans and geese

so if there’s one single trope i’m always down to fight it’s the animal bride (folklore motif 402??) which a lot of you are probably familiar with as the selkie - the fisherman either falls in love, steals her skin to trap her on land/gain power over her, or they fall in love and THEN he steals her skin to keep her from leaving, and either way she spends a lot of time gazing sadly out to sea and then she or her child finds the skin and never returns again.
and that’s awful on a whole lot of levels - it’s not love, it’s control.

BUT. but the thing is. you how selkies/seal women was a pretty common variation of this? another really popular one was swans.

i just want you to think about that for a moment. swans. like…I get it, they’re pretty, graceful birds, certainly it’s easy to imagine them magically becoming pretty graceful ladies? but have you ever fought a swan. swans are awful. swans are the devil’s geese. imagine seeing a pretty magic lady and being absolutely enchanted by her, and stealing her magic feather cloak, and then you go up and say ‘hey i’m in love with you, let me make you my queen, it will be great, we’ll be so happy’ and she just looks at you for a moment and…

you know i was going to say maybe she just shouts for her sisters and suddenly you’re realizing you’ve made a terrible terrible mistake bc you’re surrounded by big fucking birds who are all hissing. but honestly if this swan lady is as aggressively down to brawl as any other generally unhappy swan, then she’d straight up fuck you up on her own. she’d just deck you roundhouse, honestly. you don’t fuck with swans. why does this trope exist

Saving Kittens Thing

Bleeding heart James Potter does his level best to save seven cats from a terrible fate, but Lily Evans, his heartless monster fiancée, tries to thwart him at every turn.


week one.


Lily Evans to James Potter: no

James Potter: i haven’t asked a question.

Lily Potter: and yet

James Potter: but how did u know???

Lily Potter: your 762 cat pictures uploaded to the cloud james

James Potter: right.

James Potter: it’s just, hes been hanging around the office for the last two weeks…
Lily Evans: you don’t even like cats??

James Potter: but he likes me. maybe I never liked them bc they were all assholes?

James Potter: chicken or egg, u know?

Lily Evans: amazing

Lily Evans: see u in a few

Lily Evans: no to cat. yes to takeout for stressing me out

James Potter: ur stressed? im marrying an unsupportive woman in 7 weeks??

Lily Evans: *kiss emoji* eggrolls.

James Potter: yessir


James Potter to Lily Evans: but look at how CUTE he is

Lily Evans: no


James Potter: he likes milk

Lily Evans: impeachment song voice: no. no. no. no. no. nono. nononono.

James Potter: killjoy!

Lily Evans: remember the squirrel

James Potter: that was one. time.

Lily Evans: and yet, i have veto power

James Potter: will u always have veto power? like for the next sixty years?

Lily Evans: we had to call professionals in??? almost got kicked out??? our lease specifically and unequivocally forbids pets of any kind???

James Potter: technicality, yes, but as mum owns the building, pretty sure i could sway her w/ wedding leverage

Lily Evans: we are NOT having swans, geese, ducks, or other fowl at our wedding. so no leverage for u.

James Potter: killjoy!!!!!


week two.


James Potter to Lily Evans: he is a SHE

Lily Evans: …?

James Potter: THE CAT

Lily Evans: how do u

Lily Evans: nvnmd

James Potter: check ur snaps!!!

Lily Evans to James Potter: james. when u get home we need to talk abt appropriate things to snapchat.

Lily Evans: example: cats giving birth? not appropriate!!

Lily Evans: also, are u under the bushes in front of your work?

James Potter: ITS JUST LIKE 101 DALMATIONS

James Potter: except cats!

James Potter: and six of them.

James Potter: seven including boots.

Lily Evans: boots?

James Potter: have u seen HER feet? boots.

James Potter: the Miracle of Life. im transformed.                                             

Lily Evans: oh boy


Lily Evans to James Potter: babe. ur going to get fired for sending too many snapchats on work hours.

James Potter: my dad is the boss?

Lily Evans: he asked me to text sense into u. or to bribe u.

James Potter: rude.

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ANIMAL COURT FAQ *18.06 UPDATE

To avoid spamming the dashboard I have compiled the Inbox ASKs and answer them together in this post (‘∀’●)❤ ( A few questions are repeated, so I have combined them as one.)  Questions that are not listed here, the answer will be revealed in future comics 👍

Again, thank you so so much for the interest, encouragement and support❤

♛18.06. Update: Sorry for the late reply, I have compiles some more anon asks under the “Read more.” :) Again thank you for the questions!
♛So Sorry Guys. Link fixed

✒ Is the Fox personal bodyguard a male or female?

The Fox is a lady…? To be honest, I didn’t have a gender in mind when I design the fox, so feel free to interpret it anyway you like :)

Will we be seeing any more new faces in the animal court?

There will be other minor characters, such as other soldiers, maids, butlers, gardeners and royal members. And of course the King and Queen of the Goose and Swan kingdom. However majority of the story will still focus on the core 7 below.

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Bedtime story for sleepy regressors

Different Doesnt Mean Bad:

Once upon a time a duck named Duckerman was waddling to his pond. Another duck bumped into him and quacked softly. “Sorry, sir!” He quickly apologized.

Duckerman shook his head. “No worries!” He quacked, “Im going to the pond.”

“I am as well. Im Dacklyn.” Duckerman shook his wing. “Im Duckerman. Go together?” Dacklyn quacked happily and nodded.

Duckerman and Dacklyn waddled together over to the pond. The boys saw many other ducks and swans and geese having baths in the pond.

Dacklyn shaked his rear excitedly. “So many friends!” He waddled quickly to the pond, Duckerman laughing and following.

Duckerman noticed a small swan crying in the distance. “Are you okay?” He asked the swan. The swan sniffled and shook their head. “No sir, the other swans dont like me.”

The swan started crying once again. “Oh, dont cry! Of course they like you. Why do you think that?” Duckerman put his wing around them. “They- They say im ugly and weird!” The swan cried harder. “Whys that?” Duckerman was concerned.

“They ask me if im a boy or a girl…but im neither! They say thats weird..” The swan frowned. “Whats your name? Im Duckerman.” Duckerman smiled. “Star.” The small swan sniffed. “Thats a nice name. Why dont we go to the other swans together? I can help.”

Star nodded and followed Duckerman. “Excuse me.” Duckerman cleared his throat and straightened his feathers to the group of swans in the pond.

Duckerman sat down and so did Star. “Come and sit.” All the small swans sat around the two birds, curious to hear what they had to say.

Duckerman thought for a moment before speaking. “Star, here, is a little different than what youre probably used to, right? Youre used to boy and girl swans.” All the small swans nodded.

He continued slowly. “Sometimes, birds arent boys or girls. Or maybe theyre both! Boy, girl, neither, both, a little bit boy and a little girl, etc etc. The only thing thats different about Star here, is that they use they/them pronouns.”

“Theyre the same as you. Theyre a small swan who just wants friends. Star feels very very upset because you make fun of them and thags not nice. What if someone picked on you for being a boy?” The small swans frowned and looked at their wings.

One of the swans spoke up. “Star, im sorry. I just dont understand. Its different and i didnt know what it..really was. I can try to understand, though! Im sammi and im a boy!” Sammi smiled. Another swan smiled and flapped their wings. “Im sara and Im a girl! But youre just Star and i think thats cool.”

Star smiled wide and proud. Duckerman stood up and let the swans play ad he waddled off to find Dacklyn. “I heard what you did over there. You know…I used to be a girl.” He smiled. Duckerman never felt happier in his life.

anonymous asked:

Good luck with your blog, darl' ( i'm already in love with it ♡). May I ask some fluff hcs with the junkers duo? Poly or separated (as you wish) with fem reader? *kisses*

D’awww, thank you so much! Decided to do them separate because I felt like I’d have more to write this way ♥ But if anyone would like a poly version in the future, feel free to request it! Went ahead and added the Queen as well - hope that’s cool! Hers are the shortest obvs since all we’ve got to go by her is a poster and some voicelines but they’re called headcanons for a reason, I guess? Haha! I’m sorry if some of these don’t seem fluffy, I tried, just let me know if I need to do better next time hun ♥

Fluff Headcanons for the Junkers

Originally posted by daxratchet

Junkrat

  • It’s hard to have a sad day with him by your side! If he’s not telling you shitty funny puns and lame jokes, he’s doing something silly and entertaining the hope of making you laugh. 
  • Very clingy. Touch-starved. Physical contact with you is addicting to him, and he’ll often get feelings of dread when you’re apart.
  • If you’re shorter than him (which is likely) he’ll very awkwardly cuddle with you, never minding if you’re busy, your hands are full, etc. Think of it like when you’re sitting down reading or on your computer and suddenly five cats all climb up on you and try to find the comfiest spot. Yeah, Junkrat basically feels like five cats. Very grabby, loves nuzzling into your neck, and hugging you.
  • If you massage his head and/or run your fingers through his hair repetitively, he mellows out. He’s fallen asleep because of this on more than one occasion. 
  • You can make this boy’s day by flaunting your love in public. It’s not the PDA itself that drives him crazy, but it’s the fact that you’re not “embarrassed” to be seen with him - makes his confidence level skyrocket. Loves letting everyone know you’re together, and likes to see the look on everyone else’s face when they see that he’d snagged such a wonderful person such as yourself.
  • Lots and lots of love letters. Both his penmanship and his spelling ability are that of a nine year old, and he doesn’t always have the “best” choice of words, but his heart is poured out into each and every single letter. He’ll leave them in random places he knows you’ll look, like when you wake up in the morning and go to fix your hair - there’s a note from him right under your hairbrush. 
  •  Getting him anything old/vintage, scrapped parts from various machinery would be a wonderful present on any occasion. He gets super creative and will often make you jewlery from scrap. It’s all super cheesy, from heart-shaped pieces of metal strung from a necklace, to rings with the both of your names engraved in them. You build up quite the collection.
  • Physically cannot go to sleep unless you’ve exchanged your, “I love you”’s with each other. 

Roadhog

  • He’s got a picture of you that he takes everywhere he goes. When he finds himself feeling lost or down, he takes it out and can only smile.
  • One of the favourite parts of his day, any day, is waking up with you next to him. He’s relieved when you’re there, after waking up on a few occasions from a nightmare where you’re gone.
  • It doesn’t matter how much you weigh, he loves naps where you’re actually resting right on top of him. That belly ain’t just for show, y’know! You put it to good use and it is very, very comfy.
  • Secretly enjoys it when you kiss him, even when he’s wearing his mask. He appreciates that you respect his privacy and love him whether he’s wearing it or not.
  • A lot of long, quiet walks. You appreciate nature together and don’t have to speak to know you like eachother’s company. There’s no awkwardness in your silence, the two of you just sort of…get eachother. An activity he likes to do is go to a park with a pond or lake, and feed the ducks, geese, swans etc. Seeing the babies following right behind the mother makes him think about what having a family with you would be like, and if you’d even want to have children with him. Just the thought makes his heart weightless.
  • It’s odd, but he finds a lot of comfort when you read to him. Can be any type of book, anything you pick out! So long as you allow him to rest his head on your lap and he gets to hear your voice, he’ll be content. 
  • He doesn’t like the thought of getting you freshly cut flowers - what’s the point? They die shortly after, and that’s not the impression he likes to give you, that your love is fleeting and short-lived. Instead, he’ll get you various packets of seeds. He likes to see how much the plants have grown each time he goes to visit.
  • Just as he’s accustomed to following Junkrat around with his silly antics, Roadhog will probably go with you anywhere and you can have a great time. Yes, he would LOVE to go to that concert with you. You walk out with lots of band merch.
  • MATCHING T SHIRTS. He thinks they’re funny. You’ve got the, “If lost, return to Roadhog,” he’s wearing, “I’m Roadhog,” and Junkrat has, “WHERE THE FUCK IS ROADHOG?!” But when it’s just the two of you, you will have the most adorable matching tees. Usually, it’s your idea, but Mako doesn’t object. He’ll wear that terribly-designed graphic tee with pride, goddamnit!
  • Likes watching you bake or cook, and especially likes learning from you. He doesn’t catch on the quickest, but he’ll attempt to cook a nice meal for you, someday. 

The Queen

  • Only into PDA when she’s got to let someone know that you are sorely spoken for.
  • Is rough and dominant with you at all times, but it’s more prevalent in public. Isn’t afraid to pull you into an intense kiss in front of a crowd. In private, she’s more gentle. 
  • Caressing your skin, lifting your chin, pinching your cheeks…well, touching your face in general. She’s rather tall and pretty imposing, so you usually fluster at her touch.
  • So many pet names. At first, you think she’s mocking you, but they’re just her own funny terms of endearment. 
  • If she’s on her throne, you’re on her lap, and she’s got one arm draped around your waist to boot.
  • The Queen could get into an argument with a cockroach. It’d be a miracle if you two didn’t argue every now and then (it’s no excuse, but she’s got a lot of stress on her shoulders given her status. Sometimes she snaps; fights are usually started by her, but finished by you.) But after every argument, if you’ve given her the cold shoulder for a bit, she’ll come grumbling back to you, saying, “Babe, I just got a lot on my plate,” though her pride prevents her from actually saying “I’m sorry.”

St. Louis Post-Dispatch, Missouri, May 28, 1908

Wikipedia says that:

The zoo initially held 51 deer and antelope, 11 buffaloes, a sacred cow, a sandhill crane, 20 prairie dogs, a dromedary camel, eagles, ducks, elk, foxes, geese, swans, rabbits, a raccoon, a China sheep, opossums, a buzzard, owls, peafowl, among other animals.

By 1921 they had begun to build bear pits, a reptile house and a primate house. Big Cat Country was added in 1976.

Today the St Louis Zoo does have lions, tigers and hippos! The park commissioner would be proud.

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This animation is so gorgeous, you don’t even have to speak Russian to understand it.

“Swan Geese”

Happy Trans Day of Visibility! Here’s a shoutout to all the trans people losing their invisibility today!
The trans people who:

-disappeared years ago to their family and friends and will have to talk to them today

-drive their cars into drive-thrus and scare the people working there

-pretend to be ghosts, walk around haunted houses, and chuck shit around

-put tiny lizards down the back of people’s shirts while walking through the street

-have to be the special effects people for their cis friends’ harry potter stageplays

-sneak into the white house and graffiti penises on trump’s desk while he isn’t looking

-have been invisible for so long that they’ve forgotten what they look like, and like it that way

-whose idea of fun is harassing swans and geese in the lake, making them angry, and then directing them to transphobes

-give sad stangers hugs so they feel better, or terrified. it varies

-stand behind people in long flowy dresses and wave them around so it looks even better

remember, you are valid! tomorrow you will be invisible again!

anonymous asked:

Kayla, please remember that you are a beautiful, stunning swan. Don't let the geese bring you down!!! Xxx

this is the nicest message I’ve ever gotten thank you

A Christmas Miracle

Pairings: Draco x Reader

Requested: Can I request a one shot of Draco doing like a twelve day of Christmas to the reader?

Warnings: fluff overload

A/N: My request box is still open. Feel free to send me a request for Draco x reader or any other Harry Potter characters x reader. Thank you for who ever requested this. I loved this idea and I hope you like the little twist I added in it as well. 


Christmas was only a couple weeks away. Everyone was busy buying last minute presents before they went out for the holiday. You were one of the last minute shoppers. It was hard shopping for someone who could literally afford anything. All Draco had to do is ask his father for it and he would get it. This got on your nerves a lot since it ruined your previous Christmas present ideas. You wanted to get Draco something special since he always spoiled you during the previous holidays. 


For the entire Christmas break, you would be spending it with the Malfoys. Despite Draco’s parents having a bad reputation, they were very friendly towards you especially Narcissa. When you first met Draco’s mother she instantly adored you. Lucius, on the other hand, wasnt too fond of you at first. He didn’t like that you were a pureblood Hufflepuff. After he saw how much his son loved you he eventually had gotten over it. Now the only thing you had to worry about it Draco’s parents pestering you about kids. You loved them dearly, but the topic of kids made you embarrassed.


The sound of a bird chirping had awoken you. Your sleepy eyes looked over to find a medium-sized bird perched on a small tree branch in your room. Startled you walked over to the bird and saw a note tied to a branch with your name on it.

On the First day of Christmas, my true love sent to me
a Partridge in a Pear Tree. 

You felt your heart flutter inside your chest. Even though you had been dating Draco for over three years he still manages to make you fall in love with him all over again. 


For the past eleven days, you woke up to a different gift inside of your room along with a note. Today had been no different. There on the table across your bed was twelve drumming figures. Walking over to the table you picked up one of the figurines and examined it. You let out a loving sigh before reading the note beside it.

On the twelfth day of Christmas
my true love sent to me:
12 Drummers Drumming
Eleven Pipers Piping
Ten Lords a Leaping
Nine Ladies Dancing
Eight Maids a Milking
Seven Swans a Swimming
Six Geese a Laying
Five Golden Rings
Four Calling Birds
Three French Hens
Two Turtle Doves
and a Partridge in a Pear Tree

A smile appeared on your lips. This boy manages to make you still feel butterflies. Deciding today would be a good day to give your beloved his present you went off in search of him.


“Draco, thank you for the gifts. It was quite sweet of you to do this for me.” You hugged your boyfriend tightly.

“Anything for you princess,” with that he placed a kiss on your forehead making you let out a soft giggle.

“Draco, I got you something for Christmas,” you handed Draco a small box that held your future with him.

“You gave me quite the present Christmas night, love,” he winked at you causing you to blush. 

Draco laughed at your reaction before opening the present revealing an ornament that said, ‘World’s #1 Dad!’. Upon realizing what this meant Draco embraced you in a loving hug.

“I love you,” Draco kissed you passionately on the lips.

For the rest of the night, Draco held you close to him. Not only were you his future wife, but you were the mother of his child as well. 

things i learned after two weeks in nottingham and nottinghamshire

chocolate is a really fuckin big deal in england. even the smol tesco has a whole chocolate aisle. i got fed more chocolate in the space of two hours than i eat in the course of six months.

nottingham wants to make sure you know that ROBIN HOOD IS FROM THERE OKAY ROBIN HOOD. ROBIN HODE. HE’S FROM HERE. YEAH. 

the major oak is pretty major. its so major it needs help to stay up, in fact. 

“whats ur accent mate” : “i notice you’re a stupid fucking yank but i’m willing to be nice anyways :)”

i still dont know what “ayup me duck” means.

yank: “notting-ham” 
english person: “nottingum”
person from nottingham: notnm

I’m short in america but I’m a fcking dwarf in the UK. everyone is giants. what the fuck.

“when americans are fat, it’s because they’re disgusting. when europeans are fat, it’s because they have character.” 

there’s a whole channel called Dave. I don’t know how to explain what kind of channel it is beyond, “well, it’s Dave.”

historical stuff is so widespread in England they don’t bother to put glass over a lot of it, or anything. This wall is like two thousand years old. Rub your face on it if you like, we don’t give a fuck. 

the ancient-ass bridge over the Trent? Built by… I want to say Alfred? (Not sure.) The part that’s left to see? that’s currently a place where homeless people sleep, apparently. there’s not even a SIGN.

you can’t stay long in England without that intense social pressure rubbing off on you. it’s catching. I used to be fearless, now I’m nervous to ask shop clerks anything. what happened.

Ribena. It’s the best. I love it. Fuck. 

Six days of ordering coffees and you just start saying take-away and mocha with a short “o” and honestly, just go with it, because if you say “to-go,” three times out of four, the clerk at the counter will go “???? sorry??” 

why the fuck does the 20p coin look like that

that post about the different colors of pigeons makes sense now. american pigeons are not different colors, at least not where i live. 

swans are bigger than you think. no. Bigger. A swan could definitely beat me in a fight. 

canal boats comes in two varieties: (1) super clever looking, beautifully painted up, stylish, themed things and (2) somewhat raggedy floating campers with ancient 20hp johnson outboards on the stern. 

duck, duck goose? No. Duck, duck, coot, moor hen, duck, swan, CANADA GEESE FLOCK

lastly: Never forget those frame-breakin Lewdities…