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montereybayaquarium:

🐤Happy Migratory Bird Day—it’s time to wing it!🐤

Spring brings the joy of seeing migratory birds soaring through the sky, nesting by the shore, and daintily dining on delicious delights along the dunes.

In celebration of this beautiful bird day, we have a little treat for you! Enjoy some soothing sea sounds and brilliant beach birding moments with our newest bird relaxocean video on YouTube.

spacegate:

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samandriel:

samandriel:

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samandriel:

my rooster doesn’t crow when the sun rises, he crows when he hears humans wake up, like you can literally just roll over in bed and he’s like “hoLY SHIT THAT’S A PEOPLE THE HUMAN ISAWAKE AHHH AHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”

the same rooster - god guys he’s so cute - he always lets hens eat treats first and won’t have any treats until they’ve had as much as they want, unless it’s a blueberry. shit, blueberries are like serious fucking business for Pharaoh. he’s a gentleman until the damn blueberries come out and then he don’t play no fuckin games

in case you were wondering this is him

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It’s been almost a year since I made this post so I guess I should update you guys on Pharaoh!

He’s still a sweetie but with more attitude and will fuck up your shit if he’s grumpy or if you’re wearing shoes with shoelaces. He doesn’t like that. He watches Netflix with me a lot and cries anytime theres explosions or gunshots in a show. He has so many chicken lady friends who he adores and he has fathered 4 chicks. I tried to train him to walk on a leash but he protested by laying down and refusing to move, so we gave that up after a while. He likes to guard me from cars and squirrels, and even plastic bags (which are his worst fear)

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Quality rooster

@spacegate A good rooster for you!

That is a high quality boi

piiloh-case:

I don’t think I’ve ever recounted the story of how I realised I was trans on here because I personally think it’s hilarious.

So apart from repeatedly questioning it for like the past 8 years I was on a train to see my partner and the struggle was real™️ and by this point I’d decided very much I was NotCis and possibly not Nonbinary either… so I was looking out the window and thought to myself “I’m getting really fuckin sick of this uncertainty will you please give me a fucking sign???” That was the moment, like any good British field, I saw some birds. Not just any birds. Magpies. Now I’m a superstitious bitch and when I see a magpie I know you gotta salute it but I didn’t, cause right there, hanging out together were three magpies. And I tell you what I took that as a sign because everyone knows; one for sorrow, two for joy, three for a girl and four for a boy!

So after that I immediately started to use she/they, dress more traditionally feminine and shave properly. I’ve never looked back.

So yea I fucking love corvids.