#budgie answers

[bluebudgie]

this might be a bit of a loaded statement coming from tangled depths enjoyer #1 but who thought the way from the respawn waypoint to the boss during the eparch meta was a good idea

[ddoubleblindd]

Do u like birds

I love birds! I have a blue parrot familiar in my story named Ball Gag and named one of my budgies after him (Bally.)

[black-suns-rim]

Budgie reveal budgie reveal I WANNA SEE THE BLUEBERRY ✨

(/not forced/pos)

The Blueberry

[sidetongue]

you encounter her along your journey. do you

 a) turn back 

 b) give her a trinket  c) ask for directions 

[plush-birds]

any budgie/ parakeet plushies??

So sorry for the late reply, I somehow missed this ask before! Here are some budgie plushies for you! <3

By Carl Dick 💙 💚

By Uni-Toys 💙 💚 (Plush with sound!)

By Squishable 💙 (retired design)

By Beppe 🤍 💚 💛 💚 💙

By Animigos 💚

[daily-fun-animal-facts]

Budgie?

Ok lobster, but only for F&J...

The scientific name for Budgerigar, Melopsittacus undulatus. Melopsittacus is Greek for ‘melodious parrot’ and undulatus is Latin for ‘undulated’, referring to their scalloped wing patterns.

Budgies have very fast heart rates with over 300 beats per minute.

A budgie can perceive up to 150 images per second. This is why they have problems with normal household lamps. For them, the lamps are permanently flickering. In fact, this hasn't anything to do with the lamps, but with the electricity from the socket.

Hope you learned something new!

[hearts4nate]

do you have any pets?

Yeaa I do.!! I hve budgies , 3 of themm💗 I used to hv 7 but 4 of them died nn im still upset abt tht..

[fawntastic]

My and @tg-headcanons tokyo ghoul ocs! They are so slay and babygirl

[plutonium-sky]

Happy bird day!! 🐓🐔🐣🐤🐦🐧🕊️🦃🦅🦆🦉🪿🐦‍⬛

I am still tired but finally processing things better so thank you but with an exclamation mark !

[can-of-pringles]

It's so cute you have a bird!!! I love watching bird videos. I could never have a bird they're so much work. It takes a special type of person to have a bird.

Thanks! Yeah, they're definitely quite the challenge but I think it's worth it over all. ❤️ here's a Jay photo dump.

[benbamboozled]

i am partial to "Crow" being Tim's new identity after reading one very convincing post so now i am imagining Martha making up some fucked up story of why crows are associated with funerals or why a group of them is called a murder which Bruce tells to Tim after Tim came back from attending 80th funeral of a dearly departed loved one

See, “Crow” doesn’t work for me as a name for two reasons.

The first is this guy—

The second is that (and this is a problem I’ve had with pretty much all fan-names I’ve seen, and several “official” hero names)—it’s just not punchy enough.

It just kinda…thuds. And like, crows are cool! I love crows! But just “Crow” is…it’s just not enough.

A good hero name (or villain name, even), IMO, has to have a good mouthfeel and a good brainfeel.

“Good mouthfeel” meaning it needs to flow, it needs to feel good to say it. (Probably something to do with syllable endings and iambic pentameter or something idk.)

“Good brainfeel” meaning it has to have an interesting set of connotations behind it that are a complementary match to the hero (or villain) who’s using it. Also, IMO, it should be pretty self-explanatory. (People would ask wtf a “Corvid” is.)

Like—Robin. In the words of Ghost-maker, not even a scary bird! But it has a good mouthfeel and when combined with a chirpy lil kid sidekick, it works.

I think a lot of people go with “good brainfeel” and they neglect the “good mouthfeel” aspect. Even the comics do it—I’m convinced that Owlman hasn’t caught on more because it sounds awkward as hell!

(“Talon,” otoh…that name fucks.)

Anyway, I do very much like the idea of Bruce waxing poetic about weird shit his mom told him to Tim about crows. I’ll take that!

[bluebudgie]

someone in TD is telling me you can get to the rata novus command center by skyscale without going through the turret-tunnel and just "flying in from the top" but i cant for the life of me find how

anyone know something about this??

[spacefinch]

Is Dax the budgie named after Jadzia (or Erzi)?

Yes, she is!

Since it’s kind of difficult to tell whether a Budgie is male or female, I wanted a gender-neutral name. The name “Dax” seemed perfect.

I’m pretty sure Dax is a girl, since the fleshy part of her beak (where her nostrils are) is a light purplish color. A male Budgie would have a darker beak.

[iamthewanderingbard]

How did u catch it?

For anyone who missed out on my earlier post, an escaped budgie landed in our yard and my dad called me to catch it. And as for how I did it, I just went up to it and (gently) grabbed it!

The first time I tried, it flew away and we lost sight of it for a while. But then we found it again since it hadn’t gone far and I approached it slower. Poor thing was eating the seeds off of grasses so it must have been hungry. Especially with how much it ate as soon as we put it in the cage with the budgie food. But yeah, with it picking at the grass, I tried to see if it would step up to my hand (I also thank @parrot-parent for knowing that trick), but when it did not, I grabbed it as gently as I could while also being sure it could not fly away and brought it into the house.

Getting it in the shoebox is a whole other story, though. Long story short, it got out of my hands in our kitchen and flew around a bit, so you had me, my dad, my mom, and my mom’s friend who happened to be over all trying to catch it again and get it into the box. But thankfully it soon landed and after we gave it a breather, I was able to catch it again and get it in the box.

[mxwhore]

assumption - you have a non-traditional pet! (not a cat or dog)

i do not! but when i was a child we had two turtles (dad gave them away) and then two australian budgies (passed from old age), so im no stranger to those :)

make assumptions about me please

[monzamash]

down under — daniel ricciardo

daniel ricciardo x you | 1.3k summary – daniel receives a gift from a friend on the morning of the aus gp. warnings – 18+ (sex, course language) a/n – just wild, wild thoughts and prompts from @percervall & @estevries — both legends and brilliant writers. thank you for inspiring something so fun x masterlist

A loud yelp followed by a chesty laugh caught your attention as you stood in front of the hotel’s en suite mirror, putting on your face for the day. Daniel had answered the door and received whatever it was concierge had brought to your room. For you, it was too early to be bothered by anyone – the long haul flight that Daniel had warned you about had killed your mood and regret immediately set in while you tossed and turned all night, wishing you had heeded his warnings and flown to Australia earlier in the week with him.

The jet lag alone was bad enough without misty rain sweeping past the large sky-scraping windows, dampening the city and your already miserable spirit. There was no place you would rather be though – supporting and loving on your man for his first grand prix appearance of the season. It had been tough for both of you watching afar, the good and the bad memories flooding back. Recent history.

But Daniel had reassured you that he was at peace with his choices, happy to be a guest on the sidelines and you believed him. His smile was brighter, his painfully lame jokes were funnier and his charming disposition oozing contentment, finally returned. He was free to be who he wanted to be and to do whatever the fuck he wanted, when he wanted. Including annoying the absolute shit out of you every chance he got.

“Oh, honey! You gotta come out here and see these!” Daniel shouted from behind the door separating the two of you, closed by design so you could get through your morning routine without interruption.

“I’m drying my hair! Can you wait?”

He couldn’t. The door sliding open triggered an eye roll; knowing your kind hearted, generous boyfriend was barging in without invitation, giggles still bubbling away behind pursed lips, failing to suppress his little snorts. The whirring echo of your hairdryer diminished as you switched it off and set it down on the countertop, clipping the rest of your hair up before giving Daniel so much as a look – or a death stare.

“What do ya reckon?” He asked, patting your backside a couple of times to get your attention, bare feet tapping on the cold tiles as if he was jumping on the spot behind you. He was.

You sighed softly to yourself, prepared to plaster on a smile through gritted teeth for him as you spun around but you didn’t need to. The quick glance at Daniel’s goofy smile was brief before your eyes instantly trailed down his bare torso and landed on the only piece of material sheathing his toned body.

All that was covering him from being stark naked was a pair of skin tight Australian flag patterned budgy smugglers. Nothing else and truth be told, they weren't full-coverage. Not even a little bit.

“What the fuck are those?!” You gasped, a laugh slipping from your lips before you could clasp your hand over your mouth, shocked by the sight.

“Hot, right?” Of course he loved himself sick in them.

"Is that what concierge just dropped off? Who sent them?" You asked incredulously, reaching out and grabbing the small card hanging from Daniel's fingertips.

"It's a bucks night present from Scotty – apparently he wants all the boys to be matching when we go out on Sunday night," He replied with a raspy chuckle, aware of how strange that sounded and you couldn't help but roll your eyes when you read, 'don't cock it up and let the boys down' as you finished reading the note.

"You two fuckin' worry me sometimes..."

Your eyebrows had a life of their own, quirked so high on your forehead you were certain they had risen off your face entirely as you glanced down again. Yes, Daniel was hot, insanely so, but even you could see past all the abs and sexiness and admit he looked ridiculous, posing in front of you and catching a glimpse of himself in the mirror behind your head, smiling from ear to ear at how hilarious he looked. Blue steel activated.

“Want me to model these for ya?” He teased, poking his butt out and flexing his muscles like a body builder would.

“Seriously though – yeah or nah?”

“For what exactly?” You scoffed, unsure of what kind of yeah-nah, open-ended question you were dealing with before answering.

Daniel shrugged and bent his knees, eyebrows scrunched with a grimace, “I dunno,” He grunted, hand squeezing between his skin and the seams of the speedos, readjusting his situation in the tight confines. Some would say too tight.

“They are certainly something though…”

“Sexy? Sickening? Extremely flattering? Give me something to stroke my ego with for fucks sake,” He joked but genuinely wanted to know what your true feelings were behind that lip bite and pursed smile.

“Well they make you look massive…”

You threw that line out there for him, hoping he would bite.

“Duh, because I am massive.”

“… well,”

Your pause provoked Daniel, gasping at your insinuation as his hand immediately reached out and grabbed your jutted hips. His calloused fingertips brushing against your exposed, sensitive skin drew a high-pitched scream from your throat before catching you off guard and tickling the opposite side even harder, both watery-eyed from the uncontrollable laugher.

“I’m kidding! I’m kidding! You are! You are massive!”

You shouted loudly, palms pressed to his bare chest that was rising and falling from the dwindling laughter, curls tickling your skin as he kissed your neck softly, panting. Skin sweet from the shower you'd just taken without him, pout no longer lingering from that saga.

Daniel stifled a laugh against your ear at your proclamation, never tiring of hearing how satisfied you were with his attributes.

“I haven’t gotten any complaints so far in life so thank you for clearing that up, honey,” He sarcastically replied as you pushed him back gently, needing to get another peep at the speedos before they disappeared forever.

“They are so bloody tight, Daniel - that's why I can't stop giggling but I guess that's so everything doesn't fall out,” You reasoned, covering your blushing smile and trying not to laugh again. It was just too much, too early for you.

Daniel looked down, tugged on the waistband and glanced back up with a mischievous smirk, eyebrows wiggling as he closed the gap between the two of you again. You knew where this was going.

“Getting tighter by the second too, you know...”

Considering how tight the material was around his manhood to begin with, his voice was lot deeper than you expected in such constricting conditions. Between the seductive brown eyes practically undressing your partially clothed body and his hands roaming your waist again, reaching around to get a grip on your backside before hoisting you up on the counter, you were struggling to think of a reason to stop him.

Really, really struggling.

“Okay, big boy – simmer down. You have a press meeting in an hour so get out of the bathroom,” You ordered meekly, unconvincingly.

Daniel didn’t budge; his smirk flaring when he saw the devious glimmer in his eyes reflected back at him. He had you right where he wanted – fingertips tracing the bold 'of love and life' script inked on his clavicle forever, travelling south.

“I’m always fashionably late – you know this,” He taunted in response to your shallowed demands, peeking down and nudging forward between your thighs that he had spread with his strong hands, chuckling as he closed the inches separating you. Tantalisingly touching through thin material, breathlessly so.

“You are a walking fashion crime right now,” You retorted, pecking his puffy bottom lip and capturing the skin between your sharp teeth, assessing how far he was about to push you with limited time.

“Don’t test me, baby. Do you have any idea what you do to me?”

The gruffness in his voice strained his words as he whispered into your lips, the question tumbling down your throat along with your inaudible response. Every whine, every moan was muffled by the deep kiss he was pressing to your lips, tongues searching for one another amongst the desire that was burning within.

“We don’t have time for this,” You whispered and gently knocked Daniel back from between your thighs so you could hop down off the warm marbled counter. You were immediately met by a loud, 'noooo' protest from the man standing practically naked in front of you.

That was until you grabbed a fluffy white towel from the shelf behind him, chucked it on the ground and dropped to your knees with a smirk. You rested your palms on the sides of his muscular thighs, mind wandering until you remembered why you were down here, knees already tender but dulled by the ache between your own.

“I’m feeling particularly patriotic this morning – any idea why?”

Daniel shakily exhaled as your finger traced the white lines of the union jack, his eyes fluttering shut for a split second. He had finally realised what you meant – you didn’t have time for a quickie but the thought of having your warm lips wrapped around him had him throbbing in the tight polyester, large hand cupping your soft cheek as he gazed down into your matching lust-filled pupils.

“Want me to sing the national anthem while you suck me off?”

His crude question made you laugh as your eyes devoured what was being presented to you in a neatly sealed package. He was deliciously stiff when he sprung free, tip glistening – a whole goddamn meal served in red, white a blue. Nature’s gift.

"Go on then."

a//n – this is what you came for, right? 😂 just a little something to get my writing juices flowing again and to those new to the blog – hi! welcome to my mind lol x masterlist | askbox