#magpie feathers

[ninevehsage]

Magpie's Feathers

So... you might remember me posting about the magpie that was killed in our yard and that I had asked the magpies to leave me their tail feathers, but not this way. I would rather have found one or two feathers instead of almoat the whole bird (just bunch of feathers and few small bones, not the whole carcass). But like I said earlier, I'll take what the nature gives, no matter how it gives. This way the dead magpie will be honored. I washed all these feathers and I love especially the one of the two longest tail feathers. It is absolutely gorgeous! The other one of those longest feathers is a bit broken from the middle, but it still has the gorgeous coloured top like the other one. Such precious gifts indeed! 🥰🥰🥰

R.I.P. magpie friend. 💜

#bird feathers #eurasian magpie #magpie #pica pica #feathers #magpie feathers

[nollthere]

bird whisperer project - magpie

#my art #digital art #illustration #digital artist #krita #magpie #birds #birdwatching #artblr #artists of tumblr #natural history #nature art #feathered friends #wild birds #bird art #animal art

[slashmagpie]

Pearl and Gem glance at each other. Then, as one, they glance back at Tango, who is, evidently, not Tango.

“Do we have an amnesiacold on our hands?” Gem asks. 

“Maybe,” says Pearl, glancing back at Tango again. “Tango, buddy, you feeling alright?”

“I—” Tango opens his mouth. Closes it again. “I mean, I’m a little under the weather, to tell you the truth—I ate a South African sausage and it disagreed with me.”

Pearl hums. “And it’s messed with your memory a bit, right?”

“Yes! I mean, no—I mean, how did you—?”

“Would you say that you have a bit of an amnesiacold, Tango?” asks Gem.

“Amnesiacold?”

“You know. Amnesiacold!” Gem says. “When you get sick and forget everything and feel like somebody else?” 

“Ah.” Tango pulls himself to shore. Frowns. “It’s more of an amnesia-food-poisoning, if I’m honest.”

Pearl winces. “Your poor digestive system.”

“It’s not very nice Pearl, I’ll tell you that much,” Tango says, voice low, one hand pressed against his stomach as he pulls a face.

“Okay, that’s enough, I don’t need to hear about your gut issues,” Gem interrupts. “But—you have an amnesiacold! You know, I was an amnesiacold last season.”

“You mean, you had an amnesiacold?”

“No, I was one.” Gem winks. “Like—Tango has an amnesiacold. But you? You’re the amnesiacold. You know?”

Tango’s shoulders hike up with discomfort. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m Tango. And I think you guys should—should skadoodle somewhere else. Should bother-someone-else-ificate. Begone.” 

“I had an amnesiacold last season, you know,” Pearl says. “Gem was one. You can tell us, buddy, we’re not gonna tell anyone.”

“Promise,” Gem says with a nod. “This is a safe space! You don’t have to pretend to be someone you’re not with us.”

Tango stares at them for a long, long moment, then sags, face falling. He looks exhausted, suddenly, and Pearl feels a rush of sympathy. It can’t be easy, being thrown into the game halfway through, with no context for anything.

“It’s been rough, dudes,” Tango says, voice cracking. “It’s been really really rough. I forgot how hard it was to get anything done on this server! There’s so much chaos, and—”

Wait.

“Ren?”

Not-Tango grins. “In the flesh,” he says with a bow of his head. “Or… not my flesh, exactly.” 

“Ren?” Gem asks, tilting her head in confusion.

“Oh, that’s right, you’ve never met…”

Gem and Ren peer at each other for a moment. “You do look familiar,” Ren says eventually.

“Yeah,” Gem agrees. “I mean, obviously you look familiar—you look like Tango!—but… yeah.” 

They stare at each other for a moment more.

“Maybe we met in a dream?” Ren says at last.

Gem nods. “Sure. Makes as much sense as anything else.”

Pearl glances between them, rocking awkwardly back on her heels. She clears her throat, drawing their attentions back to her. “Welcome back, buddy,” she says to Ren. “Good to see you again.”

“I wish that I could say the same,” Ren says morosely. “I thought I was—I was done, Pearl.” Now that she knows it's Ren, she can hear his cadence in Tango’s voice, voice dropping rough and low with drama as he bows his head. “I was done. No more games, not for the ol’ diggity dog. And now… Here I am!” He laughs a little, stretching out his arms to indicate the server at large. “In a body that’s not mine, in a world I’ve never seen, in a game I do not understand.”

“Oh, Ren…” Pearl frowns. She doesn’t know what to say. 

Gem jumps in. “Hey, it’s okay! It’s just one session, you know? You can do one session!”

“I suppose I must.” Ren looks up at them, jaw tightening. “If I am here—I suppose I must.”

“I’d never been in any of these games before I was Cleo for a bit last season,” Gem says. “So you have an advantage there! And, hey—maybe you can come back next season, and we can meet for real?”

Ren shifts uncomfortably. There’s something heavy hanging about him, something Pearl can’t quite understand. She remembers the last time she’d seen him, skull caved in from the dripstone spike dropped on his head. She remembers her own amnesiacold, the exhaustion that had dragged at her before it had settled in, the memories that had plagued her and just wouldn’t go away. And she wonders—

Just how exhausted would you have to be that your body would have to leave as well as the rest of your self?

Just how sick would you have to be before you didn’t want to come back?

Still, Ren steadies himself. Quirks Tango’s mouth into a smile. “Maybe,” he says, meeting Gem’s gaze. “That would be nice, to meet for real.”

#secret life #spoilers #fanfiction #obligatory post-session ficlet time! #there was so much going on this session i could have gone with almost anything for this #but amnesiacolds is where we landed #this one is very much playing with martyn's lore which i think is very fun #also. i miss rendog when will he come back from the war ;-; #magpie feather quill

[maxyvert]

♠️Ace Valentine commission ♠️ It's been a while since I used this much of pink :D

♠️Commissions open♠️

#myart #commission #traditional art #traditional illustration #ace valentine #acrylic #metal leaf #metal flakes #shiny #shiny heart #waves #pink gradient #eyes #white sun #cards #silver jewelry #elf #magpie #feathers #chains #white gel pen #watercolor #anilinky #salt #colored pencils #waercolor pencils #canson #derwent #koh-i-noor #deleter ink

[chrispy-chimkin]

Yo it's still May right? Been a while since I posted anything Wing!AU related! So take a Mer!Legend before the month is technically over! His tail still holds the elements of a magpie, which irl tend to have very shiny, iridescent blue-green tails! Any feathers on his arms or body also turn to scales :)) Enjoy!

#lu wing au #feathers of courage #linked universe #linked universe au #magpies and mischief #lu legend #my art #my artwork #digital art #it's literally 11:57 as I post this #I'm sorryyyyyyyyy for the radio silence #please enjoy this measly morsel #mermay

[artofmaquenda]

Magpie shedding time 83

#magpie #bird #feather

[searchingforakeythatdoesntexist]

Day 11: "If I may?" - Good Omens

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Personal challenge: a simple sketch each day

Goal: forcing me to keep things simple - inking, shading, just a few sashes of colour

Improvement pursued: to get the movement, the emotion, finding how to add depth, learning how to leave things barely finished

Max time allowed: 2 hours instead of 8-20 on my previous projects - more like 2h30 here, as usual when I decide to draw wings in this challenge

Today's theme chosen by me:

You previously met my Magpie !Crowley, please now allow me to present you my dear Turtledove!Aziraphale (human form). I am so in love with his wings, inspired by the European Turtledove wings. These wings are quite different from the ones I drew before in my other Good Omens fanarts, but that's because my previous wings were here to express an emotion, a movement, an intention (just like in this WIP here). For this one here, because I really wanted it to be realistic, I had to use some references and flying turtledoves pictures. But I was glad to finally draw something realistic but still inspiring motion AND emotion.

Maybe I’ll use this new knowledge later for ulterior bigger projects.

For your information, Aziraphale’s coat is quite the same as Magpie!Crowley’s. The coats continue in their back then switch to become some long and beautiful bird-tail feathers. I hope someday I’ll be able to draw their backside, so you can see what I imagine for them.

#Good Omens #Crowley #Aziraphale #Aziracrow #Ineffable husbands #Ineffable lovers #Ineffable dumbasses #David Tennant #Michael Sheen #ElenthyaAndGoodOmens #ElenPersonnalChallenge #Ineffable Birds #Ineffable Feathers #Magpie!Crowley #Turtledove!Aziraphale #ElenthyaGallery

[multiversal-madness]

More sketchy Centaur Time doodles!

For the new characters: Betty is a common green magpie, Marcy is a demonic bat and Fern is grass bear (though as the green knight he’d be a horse).

You can find the first set of doodles here.

Also reminder that I am accepting requests for AT characters to turn into centaurs!

#Centaur Time Au #Adventure Time #Adventure Time Au #Betty Grof #Simon Petrikov #Petrigrof #marceline the vampire queen #marceline abadeer #fern the human #fern mertens #my art #multi’s art #Betty was almost a Eurasian magpie but I think this one’s colours work better #also Betty’s sleeves are specially made for avians that have feathers on their arms #the bottom of the sleeve is open and has a clip that connects through the feathers to keep the sleeve in place

[rainbowlack]

how about you watch this video of a magpie stretching and preening itself right on my porch and maybe you'll feel better

#lowkey wondering if this is the same magpie i saw a few weeks ago #like this one looks pretty young too; still seemed to have a few fluffy baby feathers and it was very round and fat #also the magpies around here are pretty chill but not usually so chill as to preen themselves right in front of humans!! #this one was so cute though. it was preening itself for a solid minute or two!!! #birds #self post #black billed magpie #black-billed magpie #pica hudsonia #bird #birb #birblr #birdblr #birding #magpie

[sodapop--stims]

White-Throated Magpie Jay 💙🤍🖤

Please credit if you use my gifs!

#blue #white #black #bird #animal #jay #white throated magpie jay #white-throated magpie jay #feathers #nature #stim #stimmy #stimming #stimblr #sensory #stim gifs #gifset #gifs #fizzy gifs #animal stim

[windebris]

delulu loves to fly. she loves to spin and twist in the air, and the first time she jumped off of the Needle, her papa screamed, but she laughed.

(hes too young to know that papas not scared that he’ll fall, but that he wont be able to catch him. everyone falls, but not everyone has a father ready and waiting with open arms.)

delulu loves to fly. once, she got her uncle tommy to throw her into the air as high as he could, and she made fun of him for how noodley his arms were before flying higher than he could ever toss. she giggles in midair, lets herself plummet for a moment, and pretends she didnt see the fear in her dad’s eyes when he came out of the van to check on them.

(shes too young to know that hes not scared of her ambition, but where itll take her. everyone reaches for the sky, but not everyone’s father is accepting of the afterparty back on solid ground.)

delulu loves to fly, but her parents cant anymore. no one will tell her why dad’s only got half of a wing, why papa’s are so small, why they look at hers with something that isnt envy (could never be) but definitely lines the edge of something sad and love and love and love.

fundy says she shouldnt ask, when she brought it up. he looked so sad that she agreed, but only so yogurt wouldnt punch her for making their dad cry. she asked uncle tubbo a week later when papa sent her off to a playdate with michael, and he said he’d tell the both of them when they’re older. like a storytime; he loves those, doesnt he?

delulu loves to fly. he loves how free the air feels. the crows feel like home, feel like safety up in the big blue, but uncle charlie shoos them away when they get too close; papa says she has to take uncle charlie with her when she wants to do loops in the air, so he sits on her shoulder all goopy and says he likes the sky as much as she does. he acts real silly about it once theyre back on the ground, though.

(shes too young to know that crows arent native to the desert, much less the snow, and slimes belong beneath the earth, not above it.)

delulu loves to fly. she loves her family more, which is why he wraps his coat around his waist when he hugs them tight, and wears it proudly when she perches on their shoulders.

shes old enough to know that the annoyance when she pecks them isnt serious, and hes old enough to know that when he takes his coat off and they roll their eyes at the unexpected weight on their back, its how they say they love him. shes old enough to love and love and love.

#c!delulu #delulu #quackblr are we okay #prose by ani #tntduo #what is happening #delulu is a selkie except magpie #its not a pelt its a feather coat #and she has wings but can also go real small #and be a Magpie

[giz-art]

Sting (yes the singer, I'm a super fan) once said that Winter was the season of ghosts and remembering. I didn't agree first, as the big Halloween-fan I am XD But as the time passes, I understood better what he meant and I feel it's right.

It's a season to look in the past, to look what have been done, what have been missed, to meet our ghosts and to take a time for introspection before setting new goals, new ideas and try a new start... On an empty sheet, white as snow.

That's why I wanted a ghost for january.

I've had the chance to meet two ghost magpies for now (in different locations) and I feel quite inspired by them.

She is looking behind at the past and at some ghost leaves (they won't be metallic this time, just transparent UV vernish) that has fallen, under the vigilant eyes of the birch's trees.

I wanted something calm, almost meditative. The instant when you look behind before taking your leap to the new sun.

And I hope that this new sun will give you a lot this year. ♥

Thanks to David Gray on Twitter for leting me use one of his photo as reference ^ ^

#magpie #ghostmagpie #ghost #wintery #witchy #january #celt #celtic #wildlife #corvid #wiccan #feather #magic #digitalart

[slashmagpie]

Scar has had a day.

A fun day, certainly! He would never say that he didn’t have fun. That would be a lie, and Scar is not a liar. (A schemer, a swindler, yes, but a liar? Why, he’d never!) But several hours of running Decked Out, one near-death-experience after another, has him shaking all over. He’s sweating in places he didn’t even know he could sweat, and his heart is pounding even faster against his ribcage than the dungeon’s at max clank. 

But he had fun, and he’s achieved his goal of two new cards and a victory tome, so he’s about ready to head home to Scarland for some nice relaxing time—

There is something in the hallway with him.

The hair on the back of Scar’s neck prickles, and he can feel the ravager’s breath against his skin, a sudden rush of hot air in the otherwise frozen crypts. He feels his body freeze, lungs ceasing to function without permission, and he needs to run, needs to flee, he’s going to lose—

“You got lucky at the end there. When you were leaving? There was a ravager coming at you across the thing—”

“Oh gosh!” Scar stumbles backwards, heart in his throat, looking up at Tango as he approaches Scar and his shulker deck across the hall. His words spill out of him so fast he stumbles over the sounds, and Tango stops, staring, as Scar nearly keels over backwards from fright. “Jeez, Tango, oh my gosh, I thought you were a ravager, I’m a little still paranoid, it’s been a—a captivating day—”

Scar’s back hits the blackstone rim of the door behind him, and the sudden terror he’d felt at Tango’s presence suddenly vanishes, leaving him sagging against the wall. Tango blinks owlishly, looking around the dungeon like he’s missed something. 

“H-Hi? Do I…?” Tango looks down at himself, like he’s expecting to see something different, like he might suddenly be a beast with shaggy grey fur and deadly horns, and not a Tango in his frosty blue robes. A laugh wheezes its way out of Scar as the relief turns into an odd sort of dizziness. He feels a little sick. “Wow. Scar? You okay…?”

Scar pulls himself out of the corner, towards his friend, because Tango is his friend, and he’s just—he’s just Tango. Not a ravager, or any other kind of danger, just Tango, who’s spent the last thirteen months making this amazing game for all of the hermits, and who Scar is not scared of.

“Y-Y-You get heightened tension, right, when you play? It’s crazy, like—”

“You are on edge,” Tango tells him with a laugh, and Scar laughs along.

“I was on edge!” he agrees, opening his shulker once again so that he can avoid Tango’s gaze. There’s something about his eyes that are just—Scar doesn’t know. He’s not afraid of Tango. Why would he be afraid of Tango?

“Rarr,” Tango jokes, the worst ravager impression in the world, bearing his teeth and raising his hands like claws, and Scar does not jump. “And stuff.”

…Everything is fine, and normal, and Scar just needs—needs to go back to Scarland. And relax. Because his heart is beating too fast, and he’s played a lot of Decked Out, and he’s had a lot of fun, but he’s jumping at shadows, and at Tangos, and that—that simply won’t do.

(And he does not entertain the notion, not even a slightest bit, that maybe it’s not just him—that maybe there is something going on with Tango—because, really, it’s just Tango. Come on.) 

#hermitcraft #tangotek #goodtimeswithscar #fanfiction #yes i know it's been like 26 hours since i posted my last DO2 ficlet shhh #i was busy last week i'm catching up on tango's streams and slowly losing it! #the brainrot is strong #dialogue taken from tango's wednesday stream last week #is this connected to the last one i wrote? idk maybe you decide #magpie feather quill

[anskupics]

Pica pica — common magpie feather

#nature #feather #animals #birds #magpie #corvids #autumn #finland #2023 #september #morning

[chrispy-chimkin]

Pleassse I am in desperate need of some hc’s abt your Lu wing au. I’m obsessed.

Hoooo boy okay then you asked for it.

Time

Silent flight and heightened senses; he spooks the others cause they can never hear them coming.

Grip strength of ~300 psi.

His feathers are often ragged and dirty because they drag his wings on the ground.

Broods over everyone, but mostly Twilight.

His laugh sounds like an owl. "Hoo hoo hoo!"

Has a terrible sleep schedule, it's a debate whether they sleep at all.

Twilight

Didn't learn to fly till he was 18.

Broods over Wild more than anyone.

The mother hen of the group.

Vocal stims!

Has trading sessions with the other corvid of the group, Legend.

Loves to collect insects; the only item he really hoards, the rest he makes into tools or something else useful.

Master of mimicry and has animal calls down to a science.

His voice is not his own.

Warriors

The fastest flier of the group.

Hates dawdling and is constantly moving.

Prefers high places, he would rather sleep in a tree than anywhere near the ground.

Totally okay with the little guys riding on him.

He can appear brash and harsh due to falcons having a solitary nature; acting as a captain, you sometimes have to put business over personal matters.

Very protective over Time and Wind specifically.

Sky

The slowest flier of the group, but the strongest.

Sky always bows to the others before he asks a question or starts a conversation, even if it is just a long nod, and he tends to expect the same because of his culture.

Happy to snuggle and comfort anyone.

However, he is VERY easy to piss off and you don't want him mad.

Absolutely brutal in battle.

Asthma and breathing issues in lower altitudes.

Can sleep while in flight.

Wild

Can withstand temperatures of up to 3000°F. He is always radiating heat.

Wings can ignite with blue fire.

Heals faster than normal.

Glad to join Warriors in acrobatics and stunts; but he is far more reckless.

The worst preener in the group.

Will sometimes participate in Twi and Leg’s trading sessions, mostly if it seems like there is something he might like and he had endless inventory so his options are vast

Likes to chew on bones and will even consume bones; he eats everything really.

Commonly sleeps with his eyes open; he mostly does this in a manner that will piss someone off like when Twilight scolds him.

Hyrule

Rarely bathes and mostly rolls in sand.

Tries to eat bees even though he is allergic.

Feathers are fragile from malnutrition and it is easy for him to get sick.

You cannot find him unless he wants to be found.

Hides under other peoples' wings and snuggles a lot; one could almost call him clingy.

Does become on edge about the raptors of the group often.

Legend

Shamelessly steals food, mostly from Warriors.

Broods over Hyrule.

Hoarder.

Screeches or screams in your face if you spook him.

He will mostly apologize or show affection in the form of "gifts"; if he got in a bad fight with Warriors for example he might give him a coin or a river stone as a way of apologizing because his items are valuable to him.

Afraid of Sky after bad first introductions.

Only lets Twilight and Hyrule preen him.

Never goes outside let alone attempts to fly when it rains.

Wind

Webbed hands and feet.

Can drink seawater.

Prankster.

Very impressionable, he will watch and impersonate others but will not admit to it.

He likes to ride on Time's back the most; the second is Twilight because he likes his mimicry and Warriors the third only because he likes to ride Warriors for stunts rather than travel convenience.

Not the best flier over land because he grew up on the ocean.

Dives a lot in the way he watched Tetra do it, he will collect shells and other trinkets if he can get deep enough.

Four

Always eating or chewing on something; has at least two pouches dedicated to just food.

Fidgets a lot.

Likes to absentmindedly preen others to keep their hands busy.

Usually quiet; They can speak at a frequency the others cannot hear if they want to; mostly to talk to Minish if they see any.

Feathers have horrible insulation, they tend to huddle under the wings of others for warmth. They especially do this with Sky and Time, and sometimes Wild but they don’t usually trust him.

Can be very sensitive to the environment around them; their sense will pick up on things way before the others may realize what's wrong.

VERY territorial and aggressive about food; they don't mean it, but they are always hungry to some extent.

#lu wing au #feathers of courage #linked universe #the legend of zelda #my art #a wise old owl #quoth the country raven #a dramatic fucking parrot #the crimson angel #rise of the phoenix #bee eating bee bad for bee eater boy #magpies and mischief #baby beach chicken #a feral hummer #do with this info what you will ;) #hope that satisfies the cravings for a while

[takami-takami]

Oh no. Oh no V. Oh god V this is going to live in my head. Help. HELP.

- magpie anon ✦

This with bottom!Keigo, trying so hard to stay completely still with his back arched that he ends up unconsciously compensating for the lack of movement by trembling his wingspan.

#IDK WHICH DIRECTION U MEANT BUT . BOTH #his little feathers shaking like leaves :( aww #💌 asks #magpie anon