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proton-wobbler · 3 months
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Warbler Showdown; Bracket 7, Poll 5
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Red-faced Warbler (Cardellina rubrifrons)
IUCN Rating: Least Concern
Range: migratory; breeds in Arizona, New Mexico, and the mountainous portions of Northwest Mexico; overwinters in Southern Mexico, from Durango to Oaxaca, though it can be found further south at times.
Habitat: breeds in high elevation forests (2000-2800m), typically montane fir, pine, and open pine-oak. Will be found in a wider elevation range when overwintering (1300-3000m), but still prefers humid montane forests and pine-oak forests.
Subspecies: 3
Wilson's Warbler (Cardellina pusilla)
IUCN Rating: Least Concern
Range: migratory; a truly North American warbler, breeding from the far western edge of Alaska to Newfoundland and down to California, migrating across almost all regions of the US (save the Southeast), then overwintering in most of Mexico, and Central America, but only making it halfway through Panama.
Habitat: breeds in riparian habitats, typically in the shrub layers; overwinter habitat is more generalist- tropical evergreen, deciduous, cloud, pine-oak forests, as well as their edges and in secondary growth.
Subspecies: 3
Image Sources: Red-faced (Anon) Wilson's (Connor Cochrane)
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theghostowl · 7 months
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birdblues · 5 months
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Red-faced Warbler
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thelostcanyon · 6 months
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Red-faced Warbler (Cardellina rubrifrons), Marshall Gulch, Santa Catalina Mountains, Arizona.
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herpsandbirds · 7 months
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Red-faced Warbler (Cardellina rubrifrons), male, family Parulidae, Pinery Canyon, Cochise, Arizona, USA
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XX ~ S.S.
Part Four: Rush (Final)
A/n: This is a separate request but I combined them (This prompt list). This has been sitting in my drafts for AGES so very close to completion and I got a final boost from @mmmalakai so this one’s for you bestie <3
Request: “22 for Seb? 👀”
Word Count: 3800+
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~ Kiss in a rush of adrenaline ~
The Warblers ran into a problem when competition season rolled around. They had essentially been cut in half, and that meant they were working with significantly less people than normal. Adding on top of that the rivalry he was brewing with New Directions and... well, it wasn't ideal.
Y/n got an earful every evening after glee rehearsals. Blaine was apparently up Sebastian's ass, playing some form of protective older brother for Y/n. He had made it clear time and time again that he didn't approve of Sebastian, and his boyfriend Kurt was only too happy to support this endeavor. Predictably, Kurt had been most on board for it when Blaine had told him of Sebastian's initial flirting and move making. It made Y/n wonder if Kurt was in it to protect Y/n like Blaine was, or if he was in it for his own personal revenge.
Unfortunately, that didn't seem to be where the struggles ended. They had enough people to compete and so did Noteworthies - but only one team could compete from one school. Which meant that on top of push back from Blaine and Kurt, and the dance they'd been having with all of New Directions, there needed to be a pre-competition face off to see which Dalton Glee club was going to compete.
Which was strange to talk about, when they were technically opposed team captains, but also had been spending as much time as they could together again. They'd wanted to perform together again and neither could come up with a reason to. They were busy practicing for all the face offs and performances they had coming up, which meant they didn't have much free time. With the stress increasing, the need for peace and quiet got worse until their routine became shit talking everyone else in the car and then going back to Sebastian's, cleaning up and changing, and then just doing homework in absolute silence for hours and hours, cuddled up until dinner. Dinner was the best part of the day because they would be recharged from everything else and would put the homework away and just talk. Or watch something. They didn't talk about school during dinner, or Glee. They'd talk about music or the thing they watched or anything else. Sometimes Blaine and Kurt, but never New Directions.
It was so strange to find themselves on opposing sides when school came around at the beginning of every new day, especially when their mornings were spent getting coffee where Y/n and Blaine used to and tormenting the New Directions people who were there if they happened to run into each other.
Y/n didn't even feel bad about it. He had tried to stop Sebastian at first, but then Blaine had ruined that.
The day had started cool, which was nice because the Dalton blazers were always a little warm on the body. Adding coffee to that usually meant feeling a little warmer than one was usually comfortable with. But not that morning. Instead, Y/n and Sebastian were in line to get their coffees, Sebastian going on and on about a wild encounter he'd had in Paris when he was still living there. Y/n had been sent into a fit of laughter, face turning red and wrapping his arms around his stomach. "You did not get that drunk at 11 years old," Y/n accused.
Sebastian was grinning. "I absolutely did. My parents were mad, but it wasn't as big of a deal as you'd think. The problem was that I had stolen all the cream puffs. There were three heaping plates made for everyone at that party and I had eaten them all by myself. I was sick for two whole days, and still couldn't eat chocolate without feeling sick for another week." Y/n peeled into giggles again and the room seemed to get brighter, warmer. Sebastian watched him with so much adoration on his face that the people around them all smiled.
Well, almost everyone.
"If it isn't my favorite Dalton boy." An arm looped around Y/n's shoulder, and he looked over to see Blaine. Immediately, the joy started to seep out of him and Sebastian watched in irritation as he put on the mask that he always did. The calm and the patient and the gentle. Not that Y/n wasn't all of those things, but more that he only ever allowed himself to be those things specifically when certain people - like Blaine - were around. The more time he spent around Sebastian, the more he allowed himself to express all of the different sides of him, but it was slow coming. It was easier with the Warblers and most of the Noteworthies, but harder with Lyran and anyone from McKinley. It bothered Sebastian immensely.
"Hey," Y/n greeted with a soft smile.
Blaine positioned himself to cut Sebastian off from the conversation and immediately Sebastian's jaw locked. He tried to play as nice as possible with Blaine - he meant a lot to Y/n. And even if Sebastian didn't get the appeal (he had flirted with the man once before actually getting to know Y/n, and now he just about laughed out loud at the thought. How could be have gone for stick-in-the-mud, goody two shoes Blaine when Y/n was right there?) it wasn't about him, so. Whatever. The move from Blaine was an affront though, and he barely managed.
"I haven't seen you in a while. How have you been?"
Kurt shot him a look and Sebastian purposefully ignored it. His eyes were on Y/n, who suddenly seemed uncomfortable. It seemed he has picked up on Blaine's actions - and Sebastian's reaction to it as well.
"Fine," the boy eased, sliding fluidly from Blaine's hold to pick up something off of a nearby shelf, tilting it as if considering if he was going to get it. He put it down and turned back to the other three. It was a well masked attempt to include Sebastian again, and a well appreciated one. Well, appreciated by Sebastian. Blaine's smile got a little tighter.
"I heard you started a new acapella group at Dalton," Blaine picked up again. There was something very awkward about him trying to start small talk, and Y/n shutting it down with one word responses instead of expanding in the least. An awkwardness that was showing in Blaine's tone.
"Yeah," Y/n nodded, and the tension grew.
Sebastian swallowed a smile when he saw a hint of his Y/n. The hidden shade he was masking so well with innocence and softness. It wasn't cruel, more unsure. Y/n didn't know how to show Blaine that finally, he had changed too. In the way that Blaine had become more a team player, flourishing with a bunch of people who challenged him and treated him like a normal person instead of some music sex god, that Y/n had bloomed in the same way.
Under Sebastian's pressure and fire, he had grown to something infinitely more beautiful: Himself. Not filtered to be more palpable, or fit the vibe someone else was setting. He was himself - both soft and hot to the touch. Soothing at one point, and agitating the next, depending on what he had to rise to the top to meet. And there was a whole new side to him too - one that didn't just react, but set expectations and then kept them going. Who established a mood and then continued it. One who knew control and patience and could balance firm grips and gentle nudges.
Blaine missed it all. He hummed in such false amusement that it was so obviously just irritation.
"Seems you're spending a lot of time with Mr. Competition over here then." It was light and airy, easily dismissed unless you already knew he was trying to shove a wedge between Y/n and Sebastian. Which they all did know.
Y/n seemed to consider that. "Competition drama and interpersonal relationships are different things. At Dalton we try to keep it clean - nothing personal, no dirty play." He shot a pointed look at Sebastian. "These days at the very least."
Sebastian felt himself warm, flaring under Y/n's attention. "The whole point of a game is there are always rules. I set some, you set some. They must all be followed or people stop playing."
Y/n snorted. "Very good job Bas, you're learning so well."
Blaine seemed uncomfortable with the easy banter between the two, and he tended when Y/n used a nickname. "Y/n-"
"Listen," Y/n cut off. "I've tried to tell you before but you refuse to listen so I'll be very blunt with you. I'm a different person now - a better person. This is a good thing, and if you can't see that and accept that people change I don't want to be friends with you anymore. I know you have beef with Sebastian. It's a good thing you're not the one who has a relationship with him." He turned without another word and made his order, filling in Sebastian's as well without thinking. He had been correct to the T so Sebastian let it slide. He relished Y/n stepping in to stop Blaine, and he especially loved that Y/n was so easily showing how well they knew each other and how much they meant to each other. It was delicious.
Blaine stumbled over his words for a moment at the display from the boy who used to be so close to him. "What happened to you?"
Y/n's irritation slipped. "What happened to me is that I finally got a life outside of you. I'm in a glee club that isn't revolving around you. I have other friends. I developed a personality based on myself and not you and your standards and expectations, and found people who like what I have to offer. If the only way you want me is folded nicely so that you can have me at your disposable for you and your irritating ass boyfriend then you don't want me." He slapped money on the counter and grabbed the two drinks before walking away. "See you around Blaine."
As they left, Sebastian's face twisted with a smirk. Not the teasing or biting one he usually donned, but one filled with admiration and adoration.
Something bubbled under the surface of his skin and he shivered. Then decided to ignore it for now. Y/n started a conversation about how bagels sounded good for breakfast and that was the end of it.
For now.
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It was decided that a face off would be held to decide who was going to competition of the Dalton glee clubs.
It wasn't a shocking conclusion, but still needed an official announcement.
When the day came, Sebastian thought the Warblers had it in the bag.
Then the Noteworthies went.
Whatever the group had accomplished in the past, they had surpassed themselves several times. They were completely in sync, switching out and weaving through each other like it was second nature. They kept a certain energy between them that truly was contagious, like before, but also tangible. An energy that flowed through the air. Not a performance, or a show of any specific person. No call to attention or vie for spotlight, but a conversation between them that became increasingly interesting to follow.
They sang songs and it seemed like words. Banter between friends, or inside jokes. Stories that weren't all the way told yet. Secrets on the cusp of being spoken into the world. It was a sleep over or a camp out, telling stories in the dark and trying to scare each other. It was a safety net that if anyone crosses a line, you could stop and it would be okay. It was a breath of relief, or the first day of Summer vacation. Full of possibilities and mischief and energy and wonderment with all the stability of not having quite lost your sense of time. Youthful. Bright. Fun. But also accepting and gentle and understanding.
Of course the Warblers lost.
Y/n had been right - a group that worked as a unit far surpassed a ring leader surrounded by people to make them look better. And after the challenge, Sebastian lost even more Warblers.
He was losing the game, and he realized he had been for a long time.
Fascinating.
He swallowed his smile when Y/n met him at the car. Y/n rose an eyebrow. "What is it? You're not mad we won are you? And I swear I'm not trying to steal anymore of your Warblers-"
Sebastian shook his head. "Please. It's like you said - we've far surpassed taking things personally and lashing out."
Y/n rose an eyebrow. "So you're not going to be petty?" Sebastian was surprised to realize Y/n was being sarcastic when he asked the question.
Y/n knew him so well...
Sebastian's smile finally made it through as they got into the car. "Perhaps just a little." Y/n laughed and suddenly Sebastian didn't feel bad at all anymore.
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"Oh I love this song!" Y/n shot to his feet, pushing homework aside for a moment to grab Sebastian's hand and force him to follow. They were dancing together before Sebastian could even complain.
He did it while they were up instead, despite the fact that he didn't sit back down even when Y/n let go of his hands. "You promised you wouldn't get distracted if we played music today. We need to study."
Y/n rolled his eyes. "We do homework all the time - my grades are better than they've been in ages. It can wait for a single song." Y/n stepped close, something mischievous in his eyes. "Or two."
Something bubbled in Sebastian's stomach, worming it's way up to his chest. Words were on the tip of his tongue but he couldn't quite pull them out or place what they were so for now he let them be.
And the two danced.
The second song was slower, and Y/n tried to do a funny bit by using choreography slowed to half speed, his facial expressions even changing at a snail's pace, which did get Sebastian to laugh. But then he reached out and pulled Y/n against him, chest to chest, and grabbed his hand and waist. "Slow dance properly or skip the song," he chided.
Y/n snorted but didn't pull away. "Of course the rich boy is particular about slow dancing," he teased. "You know how to waltz I assume?"
Sebastian's eyes shone. "Would you like me to teach you?"
Y/n grinned. "Fuck yes." So Sebastian did. It was the first time they'd danced that it wasn't competitive or teasing. There was fire here too but it was quieter, calmer - familiar. Sebastian grabbed his hand, then his waist, and stepped closer. He spoke softly, giving directions and telling him when and where he was stepping and the directions he was going.
It was easy to follow him. Sebastian was excellent at leading, both with his steps and his words. At one point he spun Y/n, slowly to allow for him learning, and Y/n giggled. When they were face to face again they were both grinning.
"This is fun," Sebastian noted. He didn't speak as loudly as he usually did, keeping that soft directional tone he'd been using up to this point.
Y/n felt his face warm up. "It is. Maybe we should make this a regular thing. You can teach me everything you know."
Sebastian's smile grew a little teasing, and seeing that peek out now only made Y/n blush worse. "Je crois que je t'aime."
Y/n's eyebrows came together when Sebastian spoke in French. "No fair! I don't know French."
"If I teach you everything I know," Sebastian reasoned. "You will one day."
Y/n narrowed his eyes. "Okay," he eased slowly. "What did you say though?"
The deviousness crescendo'd as Sebastian chuckled. "I'll tell you one day." He slowed them to a stop, spinning Y/n outward and catching his wrist. He brought the back of Y/n's hands to his lips, leaving a kiss. "You're a wonderful dance partner."
Y/n raised an eyebrow. "You need to be dubbed an official Disney Prince with all this charm you're using on me."
There seemed to be something Sebastian wanted to say, but he chose not to.
A new side to him.
Instead he cleared his throat, covering up a laugh. "Let's get back to homework." Unsure of how to get him to divulge information when he was so often readily offering it and not hiding it away as he was now, Y/n was forced to let the interaction go.
For now.
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Noteworthies killed it at competition, putting Dalton in first place for the first time since Sebastian had started coming to school here. When they were announced as first, Sebastian's eyes went wide and he couldn't stop smiling. He was in the audience, but he was quickly out of his seat and rushing backstage. When Y/n was off of that stage, he was quick to close the distance. Y/n was surprised, but laughed as they met in the middle, getting caught up in the kiss immediately.
It was the first time they'd been explicitly affectionate in public, and it was wonderful. Especially as Lyran smiled to themself, watching the two.
"Finally, am I right?" they whispered to one of the other boys who laughed, all of them heading to the changing room to leave the pair alone.
When the two boys separated from their embrace, Y/n was blushing. "What was that?" he asked.
Sebastian shrugged. "Probably... adrenaline." He chuckled, finding himself a little breathless. No one had ever made him this soft before, taken him so completely. He felt a little silly and completely ridiculous and stripped entirely of his power-
And he loved it.
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“Hey I have a question.” Things had changed since the kiss back stage. They weren’t playing this maybe-friends-maybe-not thing, they were definitely more than friends. Things had gotten as casual as Y/n ending up in Sebastian’s bed for no other reason than better cuddling positions as they watched Netflix all day. That was their Saturday routine. They only got out of bed to make food, and then they’d play music and dance together or tease or kiss…
It was domestic.
But they’d never made anything official.
Sebastian had waited for Y/n to give him that staple look people always did when things got a little too serious. Usually that was when he’d run away, but with Y/n he was sure he’d have drifted into a relationship blissfully. No one could keep up with him and change the game like Y/n could - who could ever even keep his attention after this boy?
But Y/n had never asked. It had never come up. And once again the rules were different than Sebastian had expected. It wasn’t Y/n asking about their relationship that day. It was Sebastian. His hair was soft, dried post shower, and he had only bothered with the bare minimum necessary to be comfortable. Y/n had lost his shirt at some point, stealing one of Sebastian’s even though there were clothes just here that were Y/n’s at this point. It felt intimate in a weird way. Different than sex, but maybe on the same level as it.
Y/n looked at the boy, smiling. “Ask away.”
“Are we together?” Sebastian asked. “Like, boyfriends.”
Y/n’s face light up. “I thought you didn’t do labels, Hot Shot.”
Sebastian rolled his eyes. “If you don’t want to-“
Even if Y/n could throw him off, Sebastian was good at catching up. The dynamic shifted as Y/n gently caressed his cheek, leaning in to kiss him to get him to stop. “No, it’s okay. I’d love to be your boyfriend. And to have yours as mine. Please.”
Sebastian grew warm. “Okay.” There was that thing… that thing just under the surface…. But he let it go.
Not yet. He couldn’t handle two huge leaps in character in one day. Something told him that Y/n wouldn’t want him to anyway.
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It happened, ironically, after they decided to hang out because Y/n’s parents were getting a divorce. Maybe that was actually what made it perfect timing. They were tangled together on the couch, Sebastian soothingly running his hands up and down Y/n’s back. They hadn’t spoken in a while but Y/n’s mood seemed to slowly, steadily, improving. Sebastian could feel that feeling that was growing more and more impossible to ignore. The words that were getting closer and closer to slipping between his lips. They were getting less and less scary - easier to say. Easier to accept. He knew that they would escape any second now.
“I love you.” It was Y/n who’d spoken.
Immediately Sebastian sighed. “Of course you managed it before I did.” He sounded only amused.
Y/n laughed. “To be fair, you were the one who made the relationship official. You started all of this. I think I can get one thing on you. If that’s okay.”
“No. It’s not. Take it back.” At Sebastian’s words, Y/n laughed again. Sebastian left a kiss on his boyfriend’s forehead. Lingering. Then his lips parted and-
“Don’t say it just because I did,” Y/n interrupted.
Sebastian sighed. “I wouldn’t say anything I didn’t mean. If I didn’t love you, I’d run. I always do.” He scoffed. “But… I do love you. And I can even say that foul word. You’ve completely ruined me. I’m so young how could you do this to me?”
Y/n shrugged, and his smugness was so gorgeous Sebastian had to kiss him. When they parted, Y/n whispered, “Can we be different than everyone else? Can we just… not deal with all the bullshit? And work together and communicate and not fall apart? Or even worse - stay together forever even though the relationship is cannabilizing itself. Can you promise me we’ll never stop talking?”
Sebastian hummed, sighing. “I can promise I’ll always try.”
Y/n nodded. “That’s enough.” And it was. Everything else could fall apart. Their family, their relationship with Blaine. School could end. The Warblers could get usurped. It was all temporary. And maybe this was too, but it was also worth it in a way. Especially because it was temporary. Even if all they had was this week, or if it was for the rest of their lives… they had each other. What more could one person ask for than that?
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cordeliawhohung · 3 months
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Do you got any SFW or NSFW Headcannons for your Knight!Price Sir John im in love with that one shot and i definitely need more!! ♥️3♥️
WHY YES, YES I DO
Millie is talking about my Knight! John Price x Princess!Reader one shot "As You Wish" for any of you who are interested <3 i've been dreaming about eventually turning this one shot into a proper fic once i have more time. just too many ideas and not enough time ): spoilers and whatnot under the cut!
Sir John Price is only a knight because he comes from a long dynasty of them. His father was one, and his father before him, and so on. It's a good paying job, and one he doesn't mind doing, but if he hadn't been trained to fight from birth, he would have chosen a different profession. However, he is the first in his family to receive such an honor as being the king's personal guard.
He's a natural scholar, as seen in the story. He reads up on all the old stories of the gods, ones that are seldom worshiped anymore. It's why he was able to point out the constellations to the princess and entertained her with stories while they were snowed into that old cabin.
He's a better hunter than most knights are because he always thought it was unfair that food would be given to him simply because of his profession. He made sure he studied well with the bow to be able to provide for himself and not expect people to provide for him simply because he was someone to be feared.
Though he studied the gods, he's not a religious man. Never really was. Only read about them because the old folk tales were a good way to pass the time.
He isn't married in the story, but he's not a virgin. He'd never pay for sex, and would always stray away from prostitutes, but sometimes during campaigns he would be approached by women. Never would seek sex first, though, and certainly not because he didn't want it. He's very aware of the fear his status brings, and he likes to know that a woman is agreeing to fuck him because she wants to and not because she's scared to say no to him.
Because of this, the man is TOUCH STARVED. He was secretly eating up every moment him and the princess had to cuddle up to stay warm in the story. And when she was naked after she fell into the stream? Of course he is a chivalrous man, but he certainly enjoyed it more than he should have lmao.
On that note, he is a very giving lover. Not submissive, as we've seen him be more than stern with the princess he answered to in the story, but just willing to do whatever it takes to please.
He really likes missionary in this universe lol. Just likes seeing the look on his lovers face while he's fucking them because he refuses to rely on sound alone to ensure that they're actually enjoying it.
I like to imagine he sketches. He cannot draw people for the life of him, but scenery and objects are his forte. If I do end up turning this into a proper fic, I'd like to include more of this into the story.
As a child, his favorite animal used to be the fox because he liked the scarlet red color of their coats. Until he saw an old farmer sobbing over the loss of his chickens due to their untamed hunger. He grew to favor the wood warbler instead.
He knows a few songs but is a terrible singer. Only recites them after he's had plenty of mead.
His favorite color is red. There's no reason behind this, I just think Knight!Price would look hot as fuck in plain brown pants and a dark red shirt lmfao.
He's also a bit younger in this universe than in canon due to people not really living all that long in these types of settings. I think in canon he's around 37, but I'd place him closer to 32 in this universe. Not much of a difference, but with him being a knight and all he probably wouldn't live to the age of 40.
Not even in this universe can John Price escape the breeding kink, because he certainly has one! However, he refuses to have children and subjugate them to the same, harsh fate and training he had to endure as a child simply due to their lineage. (if only a certain princess would come along and save him from that fate... tragic.)
anyway, i think that's about all my brain can crank out right now. i love this stupid little universe. i still can't believe i created so many gods for them to worship lmfao. i did way too much world building for my own good, but given the chance i would utilize a lot of it in a proper story (: thanks so much for giving me the opportunity to gush about this!!! i'm honestly really surprised a lot of people enjoyed that story la;kdj
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birdstudies · 1 year
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March 24, 2023 - Red-fronted Prinia, Red-fronted Warbler, or Red-faced Apalis (Prinia rufifrons) These prinias are found in savannas and semi-arid scrublands of eastern Africa. They feed primarily on insects, including ants, foraging on the ground. Breeding from February to June or December to August, they build oval-shaped nests from loosely woven grass and plant fibers and decorate them with cocoons and plant down.
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cypriathus · 5 months
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ÄYLCEPHOMINUS CELESTIAL HIERARCHY
SERAPH (plural noun: SERAPHIM): They’re celestial humanoids with six fiery wings, one pair for flying, another covering the face and the final pair covering the feet, crotch or torso. They are the natural caretakers of their creator’s divine throne and bearers of sacred knowledge. They also help to maintain the equilibrium of the universe and carry out purification rituals by touching the lips with burning coal from an altar. They’re the highest in the celestial hierarchy, which means they’re the closest to divinity and the firmament of heaven. They’re most commonly seen in the Primum Mobile of The Angels and Empyrean.
CHERUB (plural noun: CHERUBIM): They have two large pairs of wings that appear to be like polished bronze and are said to create thunder by flapping them. They also have four faces; that of a human (front), eagle (right), lion (left), and ox or cow (back). They are the irresistible guardians of the heavenly garden and the pearly gates to their realm. They’re most commonly seen at the gates of heaven, the sacred garden, Primum Mobile of The Angels, and Empyrean.
OPHANIM, GALGALIM or THRONE (plural noun: THRONEs): When in their true form, they appear to be four interlocking, eye-covered wheels that surround either a celestial youth or fetus. They’re responsible for carrying out divine justice and maintaining cosmic harmony of all universal laws. They are also responsible for protecting the holy chariot and its mercy seat. They’re most commonly seen in the sacred garden, Saturn of The Contemplatives, Primum Mobile of The Angels, and Empyrean.
CHALKYDRI: They’re a unique angel breed because their appearance is far more animalistic compared to the others. When in their natural form, they have the head of a crocodile with a lion’s tail and twelve purplish-red wings. They are responsible for running the Sun’s course around the Earth, bringing the planet heat and dew. They are also responsible for alerting the birds of the multiverse for a new day to rejoice by breaking into song at sunrise. They’re most commonly seen in the Sun of The Wise, Primum Mobile of The Angels, and Empyrean.
DESTROYING ANGEL or DESTROYER (plural noun: DESTROYING ANGELs or DESTROYERs): They are very important angels of divine punishment and destruction as well as psychopomps for the recently deceased. They’re only allowed to exercise their punishment and torment on wicked sinners and infernal beings if the divine council has proclaimed the sentence. They either have two, six or twelve wings that mimic the colours of scavenger birds such as vultures and magpies. They’re most commonly seen in the sacred garden, Moon of The Inconstant, and Primum Mobile of The Angels.
WATCHER (plural noun: WATCHERs): Originally, they were dispatched by the divine council and even the titans to watch over the humans. Unfortunately, after procreating with humanity and bringing the Nephilim into the multiverse, most were kicked out of heaven. For those who weren’t abandoned or didn’t participate in this incident, they were forced to become celestial warriors that protected heaven from the attacks of infernal beings or shepherds that attend to their livestock. They have six wings of a gleaming alabaster dove and are commonly seen in the Moon of The Inconstant, Sun of The Wise, Mars of The Faith-Warriors, and Jupiter of The Just Rulers.
DOMINATION, DOMINION or LORDSHIP (plural noun: DOMINATIONs, DOMINIONs or LORDSHIPs): They help to keep the entire multiverse in proper order whilst performing a few other important duties. These duties include delivering divine judgement, showing mercy towards sinners, and helping angels in lower ranks to stay organised and perform their work well. They have four wings that either resemble a male cerulean warbler, golden eagle, or bearded vulture. They’re most commonly seen in the Sun of The Wise, Mars of The Faith-Warriors, and Jupiter of The Just Rulers.
VIRTUE (plural noun: VIRTUEs): They are known for controlling the elements that are present within the multiverse. They’re angels of motion who govern nature and assist with miracles, encouraging humans to strengthen their faith in the titans. Unlike most angels, their two or six wings don’t resemble that of existing birds as they possess up to five different hues that are not always or never found in nature. They’re most commonly seen in Mercury of The ambitious, Venus of The Lovers, Sun of The Wise, and Fixed Stars of Faith, Hope and Love.
POWER or AUTHORITY (plural noun: POWERs or AUTHORITIES): They have authoritative power over all forces of evil, restraining them from doing harm. They have four wings and their natural hues are either similar to the ferruginous hawk or Egyptian vulture. They’re most commonly seen in the Moon of The Inconstant, Mercury of The Ambitious, Mars of The Faith-Warriors, and Jupiter of The Just Rulers.
PRINCIPALITY, PRINCEDOM or RULER (plural noun: PRINCIPALITIES, PRINCEDOMs or RULERs): They are given the responsibility to guide and protect nations or groups of peoples, ensuring that everything runs smoothly. They also preside over the bands of angelic subspecies and charge them with fulfilling their divine ministry. They have four wings that possess the colours of a crowned eagle, king quail, and black-billed magpie. They’re most commonly in Mars of The Faith-Warriors, and Jupiter of The Just Rulers.
ARCHANGEL or CHIEF ANGEL (plural noun: ARCHANGELs or CHIEF ANGELs): They have various duties such as delivering far-reaching messages to entire peoples or communities, creation and facilitation of soul contracts, managing life on Earth, maintaining natural order, and preserving ancient mysteries. As their name suggests, they act as natural leaders for the other bands of angels. They have two wings that mimic the colours of a blue jay or resemble shimmering and untainted gold with a brownish undercoat. They’re commonly seen throughout the spheres of heaven, but most inhabit Mercury of The Ambitious, Mars of The Faith-Warriors, Jupiter of The Just Rulers, Fixed Stars of Faith, Hope and Love, and the Primum Mobile of The Angels.
CHOIR ANGEL (plural noun: CHOIR ANGELs): They’re musical angels who are responsible for spreading festive joy, righteous pleasure, the practice of preserving stories, and hymns of praise. They are usually seen carrying intricate trumpets of shimmering gold and ancient scrolls full of lyrical songs. It’s believed that if they blow their trumpets while standing on a holy rock, they are announcing the fateful day of judgement. They all have two wings that mimic the natural hues of the purple starling, lilac-breasted roller, and the train of a male Indian peafowl. They’re commonly seen throughout the spheres of heaven, but most inhabit Venus of The Lovers, the Primum Mobile of The Angels and the Fixed Stars of Faith, Hope and Love.
EARTHLY ANGEL (plural noun: EARTHLY ANGELs): They are entrusted with the affairs of the world and keeping records on the actions of people. They’re lowest in the celestial hierarchy, which means they’re the closest to the earth and humanity. Male-bodied messenger angels have the wings of a male loon and the plumage of the female-bodied resembles that of a house sparrow. Similar to choir angels and archangels, they are commonly seen throughout the spheres of heaven, but most inhabit the Moon of The Inconstant and Mercury of The Ambitious.
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swvawildlifecenter · 2 years
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Ever seen a sleeping hawk? This Red-shouldered Hawk looks rather goofy without his head but tucking your head between your shoulders is actually a common sleeping position for most birds. In fact, preserved dinosaurs have been discovered in similar sleeping positions to modern birds. Birds don’t always tuck their head behind their shoulders but there seems to be advantages (and disadvantages) for doing so. One study found that migrating warblers who are low on fat stores sleep in this position to conserve energy in a deeper sleep while warblers with ample fat supplies sleep with their heads exposed, facing forward! Those that slept with their heads tucked reacted slower to noises of potential predators while those who slept more on alert could quickly react to any potential danger. Some other reasons for head tucking can be body temperature regulation (keeping warm) and feeling safe and secure.
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brujarojaderio · 1 month
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I went out to the farthest North Eastern edge of the Edward Plateau this weekend with my daughter.
It was beautiful, of course. This part of Texas has a beautiful tension. There’s dry brittle limestone with springs trickling out of rock faces. Burbling streams overhung by papery mountain cedars. In this season there are rolling plains of waving tan grasses broken up by jutting white stones. The soil is powdery white, or sometimes a deep, compacted red, and it’s always so well-behaved and dusts off your pants in just a few pats.
Even the birds are rugged. Crows and vultures, of course, but also little field sparrows, wrens, warblers, thrushes, and goldfinches flicker through the thorny scrub. They’re all so bright-eyed and clever, and gone in a flash.
When I come to places like this, that are so unique and so different, it seems so incredible to me how it is all connected.
The river that ran by our campsite is a tributary of the mighty Brazos River, the defining river of my home. When I think of my home I think of thick, black soil that stains your hands and clothes. It won’t dry and dust away, you need a long soak to get clean again. I think of huge live oak branches arcing low over a slow, wide river, and soggy wetlands. I think of water like dark coffee, where gators and snapping turtles lurk in the depths.
It is such a far cry from this sweetly burbling stream, crystal clear as it runs over ancient slabs of lower Cretaceous limestone that have the footprints of dinosaurs fixed into their faces.
The oneness of it is daunting. I am so happy and comfortable to be back in my soggy, warm bottomland home, and I am filled with wonder that the jagged, thirsty Texas Hill Country shares its water with us.
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proton-wobbler · 5 months
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Genus: Setophaga
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Originally, this genus was only used for the American Redstart (Setophaga ruticilla). Meaning 'moth-eater', it was used to refer to the flycatcher-like habits of the American Restart, which sallies forth from a perch to catch flying insects rather than plucking them from vegetation.
In 2010, however, a newly published paper disrupted what was thought of Parulidae taxonomy. Using a comprehensive molecular phylogenetic analysis of the family, several genus were merged into Setophaga. Not only that, but a separate genus of warbler was cleaved in two based on the findings.
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The Hooded Warbler was previously listed under the genus Wilsonia along with Wilson's Warbler and Canada Warbler. They had even been in an obsolete genus together before this (Sylvania), though this was changed to Wilsonia for other reasons. The 2010 study showed that Wilsonia was polyphyletic, meaning the group may share similar traits, but do not share a common ancestor. Hooded Warbler was moved to Setophaga and Wilson's and Canada Warbler were placed into Cardellina, an existing genus with Red-faced, Pink-headed, and Red Warbler.
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The two Parula species were also folded into Setophaga as a result of the 2010 study. The Northern and Tropical Parula were originally the only two members of this genus, with the Northern Parula being the type-specimen of New World Warblers as a whole. I find that a bit ironic, as they are one of the smallest warblers and show quite an unusual color patter when compared to the rest of Parulidae, but I don't exactly know how type-specimen are chosen.
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The largest genus to be merged with Setophaga was Dendroica. When I first began learning species names, I was familiar with this as the genus for most warblers. Due to the way taxonomic names work, the name which was published first takes precedent in these merging scenarios. So, despite the fact Dendroica had around 30 species and Setophaga had just 1, Setophaga was published first in 1827 (Dendroica in 1842).
In summary, Setophaga went from just a single species to now being the largest in the Parulid family, holding 34 species!
Image Sources: AMRE (Dan Pancamo); HOWA (Ninahale); NOPA (Dan Pancamo); MAWA (Cephas)
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Love, love, love the birds worldbuilding in Himring.
I've actually been digging through links looking for birds that occupy Nan Elmoth and the surrounding area - Himlad, northern Estolad, the banks of the Celon.
Any thoughts about the flying critters living around there?
I’ll start with Himlad!
Flora, fauna, geography and environment masterlist
Himlad was a realm in Eastern Beleriand, bordered on the West by the river Aros and on the East, its tributary, Celon. It means ‘cool plain’ in Sindarin and was described simply as a cold region, likely due to its proximity to the March and thus to the Iron Mountains, the cold fronts of which extend throughout the surrounding regions. 
I have imagined it as a steppe environment with an ecology similar to Mongolia. We have little information on environment other than the description of cold but some speculation can be done due to the habitat and through looking at similar real habitats, mostly in Northern Europe and temperate parts of Asia as well as parts of North America which Tolkien was inspired by the prairies in (source: The Flora of Middle Earth)
As always I include world building notes at the end so it’s not just a list of species! And as always please consider the list incomplete! There are so so many birds and I often go back to add more. Feel free to request a more specific prompt to focus on or a more specific family of birds
In the plains and steppe: tawny pipit (migratory, traveling west in the winter), David’s snowfinch, brown accentor, Siberian stonechat (also found in shrubs), rosy starling, swan geese, steppe partridge, pallas’s sandgrouse, great bustard, common cuckoo (migratory), cornrail (migratory, avoids the more arid parts), bearded vulture, crested lark, golden eagle, steppe eagle, imperial eagle, grey faced buzzard, ring necked pheasant, hazel grouse, black grouse, blue rock thrush, common quail, horned owls, gray partridge, desert warbler
Roosting in the sparse trees and shrubs: Yellow browed bunting, common rosefinch, fieldfare, stock dove, common nightjar, little owl, pine bunting
River shores: snow bunting (migratory), red necked crane (migratory), greater painted snipe, osprey, coturnix quail, grey heron, hen harrier, white throated dipper, bank swallow
Other: fork-tailed swift (migratory, mainly aerial), white headed duck, house sparrow, brambling (migratory), song thrush (migratory), black billed caper, northern wren
World building notes:
-Hunting with eagles and other birds of prey is more common than in the other Fëanorian realms (though most utilize birds at least sometimes). Golden and steppe eagles are used primarily by Celegorm and his loyal servants; these are huge and beautiful birds whose use is in some ways a boast of the skill of their handlers
-Celegorm’s knowledge of the language of birds is highly utilized for the defensive and offensive projects of Himlad. Though his followers do not for the most part have this gift they are highly skilled in using tracks, traces and conditions to understand the presence of local birds and the implications thereof. They know what to make of the stray tail feathers of a steppe partridge versus the presence of molt. They know the difference between the tracks of
Of course this applies to other creatures besides birds but as this post is about birds…
-Grouse and quail are sometimes kept for meat and eggs though different species of quail then are kept by the Marchwardens of Doriath. Some of the species are brought from Estolad, Ossiriand or Western Beleriand. The birds are housed in large open pens with small nesting boxes. 
-There are also domestic species of chicken, peacock and quail like birds that are kept for similar reasons. Hybrid species, sometimes with native species, occur naturally and through planned breeding projects during the Long Peacd
-The camouflage of steppe creatures including birds is often used in the fashion of Himlad’s soldiers.
-The various sections of archers among the army and scouts are distinguished by varying types of feathers used in their arrows. For example, Swan goose feather is used for the scouts that patrol the borders and rivers, swift feathers are used among the smaller more specialized groups and golden eagle feathers are reserved for the archers who will be first in the lines of offensive movements.
-Game birds are hunted for meat though all parts are used. Bird bones are actually highly utilized by the host of Himlad, in jewelry and headwear as well as whistles and other tools.
As always please feel free to ask more!
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artsy-hobbitses · 10 months
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Besides the code names, do the TTB characters have any other nicknames or terms of endearment for each other?
I can’t do a detailed list but off the top of my head;
Bumblebee/Benjamin: Baby Boy/Leprotto (Sunstreaker, ie. ‘little bunny’), Ahrairah (Jazz/Prowl), Benjie/Benjie Elliot (HotRod ie. his name + Billy Elliot)
Ratchet/Ronan: Ratch, Doc, Blackjack (Windblade, who introduces him to the show), Patch (Dinobots ie. skin graft on his face), Assclepius (Sunstreaker)
Prowl/Preston: Baobei (Jazz, ie. 'babe), Prick (Basically anyone not on good terms with him), Capn’ (Hotrod, respectfully after Prowl loses an eye and saves him from the Functionist Universe)
Jazz/Jace: Jayzee (Hotrod, from his initials 'Jace Zayden'), Jinwu (Prowl ie. ‘Golden Crow’ East Asian myth, meant to represent the sun)
Springer/Spencer: Hu Zi (Prowl/Jazz, ie. 'little tiger'), Spence, Mametaro (Windblade ie. 'bean boy' referring to his cuteness as a kid, bight green hair + unique origin), Cabbage Patch (HotRod ie. green hair + little fella + unique origin)
Mirage/Meirion: Merry (Hound), Casper (HotRod)
OP/Omar: Aul Man (HotRod), Glowstick Prime (Whirl), Al-Khattab (Shockwave)
First Aid/Fatima: Nightingale (Streetwise, referring to Florence Nightingale due to her bedside manner compared with Ratchet)
Alpha Trion/Aillard: Gandalf (Hotrod), Pagemaster
Arcee/Ai Xia: Aikira (HotRod/Windblade because GRANNY DOIN BIKE SLIDES BABY), Pohpoh (Younger folks, 'granny')
Sideswipe/Sergio: Fratellino (Sunstreaker), Tweedledee (Ratchet), Saif (First Aid, ie. 'Sword', as he's a frontliner), Enjy (HotRod ie. his 'Enjolras' coat), Barricade Boy (Mirage)
Sunstreaker/Serafino: Fratellone (Sideswipe), Tweedledum (Ratchet), Shamsir (First Aid ie. 'Sword', but also 'Sham' ie. 'Sun'), Lucifer/Lucy (StrongArm ie. his name, 'Angel' and his terrible demeanor)
StrongArm/Stella: White Dwarf (Sunny ie. her name--'Star'--her white hair and her short height), Evenstar (Sideswipe)
Kup/Kopisha: Bajyai (Springer, 'Grandma'), Harisa (Shockwave, ie. 'lioness')
Windblade/Wariko: Riko, Cara Mia (Starscream)
Chromia/Carina: Rina, Dora Milaje, Grace Jones
Drift/Dai: Deadman (Sunstreaker, his body count + ghost-seeing ability)
Starscream/Stefan: Red Baron, Pretty Bird (Shockwave), Uguisu (Windblade, 'Bush Warbler'), Pet (Windblade, not the way Tarn uses it but the way folks in Northeast England use it)
Ravage/Ramiro: Rami, Elskede (Laserbeak, ‘Beloved one’), Lapcat (Tarn), Bagheera (HotRod)
Laserbeak/Lara: Hot Topic (Hotrod), Mi Sol (Ravage, ‘My Sun’),
This is not comprehensive at all! I do have a cast of 40+ and the tangled relationship lines they weave between each other after all :'3 If you'd like to know about a specific person not named here, feel free to ask for that person specifically!
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royal-wren · 2 years
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Today I want to talk about a deity in the Hellenic Pantheon that is unfortunately one of the more obscure and less talked about deities despite her importance especially as an opposite of Nyx. Ever since her sudden appearance in my life this year I’ve been itching to make a post like this, a guide and overview of a deity that’s the light of my life (/j) both historically backed as well as UPGs to make up for her lack of an official cult, readily listed epithets, or symbols of worship. Think of this as almost like a starting point for a goddess so important and invaluable in our lives to anyone that might read this that worships her or wants to worship her and is at a loss. 
Hemera, one of the Protogenoi, and one of the Theoi Ouranioi was one of the first gods and the personification of day: both the daytime and the daylight always found in the sky during that time frame. Her parents typically are listed as Nyx and Erebos together, but sometimes Khronos (Time) and Nyx, or Khaos on her own are listed as her parent(s). Hemera’s brother and husband is Aither (personification of light and the bright, blue ether of the heavens) and their daughter is Thalassa, and in more rare cases Gaia and Ouranos are also listed as their children too. Hemera’s home is shared with Nyx in Tartaros but is only occupied by one of the two at a time where one rests and the other is active and playing their role in the universe.
Hemera’s role as a goddess in effect is akin to metaphorically leading everything and everyone that falls under her domain as the one ushering day in, the first one that gets the ball rolling every morning. She greets Nyx for but a moment or two as night recedes and falls day in and day out in an eternal cycle as she parts the veil and dispels the mists so the blue sky and all the light that comes with it and the sun become known to those that inhabit Earth. 
Typically, other goddesses associated or closely tied to her are Hera for her position as Queen of the Heavens in a similar manner to Zeus’ connection to Aither. Eos as the goddess of dawn is also connected with Hemera where their names would be used interchangeably. There is not a lot of art depicting her from ancient Greece, and we do not have any signs of her having a cult or temple more in line with what’s typical for the first deities outside of a few exceptions. Interestingly despite the lack of a cult, a shrine to Hemera and Helios was found on the island of Kos. Unimportant tidbit, but interesting and a little fun that based on context her description as ambrosial-faced most likely means she has a pleasing face and she’s easy on the eyes, beautiful and potentially invoking warmth and light. 
Alternate ways her name is spelled: Hêmerê (Ionian), Amera (Doric), and Amara (Locrian) 
Colors I associate with her: 
Any shade of yellow Lighter/softer shades of orange Pink Purple Sky blue Gold
UPG sacred animals and plants: 
White horses The dawn chorus - comprised of birds like the Dartered trogon, Red-winged blackbird, Song thrush, Common chiffchaff, American robin, Tufted titmouse, Common pheasant, Baltimore oriole, Northern cardinal, Common chaffinch, Chipping sparrow, and the Yellow warbler Sunflowers Black-eyed Susan  Zinnia Yarrow Hellebores
Epithets (Almost all UPG since she has none): 
Light-bearing  All-surrounding  Bringer of light Light giver One who bathes us in light Golden-winged Dispeller of night Night chasing  Chaser of night Ambrosial-faced The one that holds all-seeing light Radiant  Far-shining Horse-driving
* The last five epithets are the rare ones actually historically tied to Hemera
Art by yeselleyes on twitter
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