Three idiots with a stick

Tagged by @theuwuafterhours (Thanks for the tag! ^^)

Dog | Cat | Possum

Asked my dad to help with this one. These specific pics are his answer for me XD

(Not my photos)

That specific face-planting penguin is definitely like me. I get hurt because of clumsiness like…say twice a day X3

Wolf | Pangolin | Cat

Parrot and Wifies have been friends since they were young. Wifies father is very absent, so Parrot parents ended up half raising him. The only reason they haven't tried to take custody is because the man isn't abusive, just not there.

On one half day in school, odyssey are waiting for (their) Parrot's parents to pick them up and decide to play chess just to pass the time. Suddenly, they feel eyes on them. It's the new transfer student, Theobald Rex.

Theo isn't trying to hide. Perched on a nearby table and just watching them. As the minutes go by, he slowly moves closer to them playing. Still just watching, still not saying anything.

They know that the cockatial hybrid isn't the most social person in their school, but they didn't think he'd not even try and talk with them after staring down their chess game for the better part of 10 minutes.

The first words he says to them, having migrated over to the nearest table and is practically leaning over their game, is "check in three" and huh, Parrot hadn't seen that set up from Wifies yet.

The three of them hit it off after that. No one expects it from them, with Wifies and Parrot being some of the "smart" kids, and Theo being a part of the sports teams and also friendly with people like Flame and Sarge. Everyone but Odyssey underestimates Theo's intelligence. No one understands that he's not just there as muscle or that he's not using them, no one gets that he's a part of them now. The duo has evolved into a trio.

Parrot starts noticing things in Theo, the same things that he noticed in Wifies that made him take the other boys hand and bring him home with him that first day, but somehow so much worse. The bird is hyper vigilant all the time. The only time Parrot had seen him put his guard down was when the three of them had found a baby cat, and Theo had held it so gently, had whisper and cuddled it for hours until the little thing had finally calmed down.

The way that Theo looks to every noise, looks for every exit when he enters a room. The way he watches any adult, like he's expecting something from them, something terrible, but he never reacts physically. All the emotion, the fear and the pain, all of it is trapped inside Theo's eyes for no one but the two of them to see and care about.

Then Odyssey meets Theo's older brother, Billy Rex, for the first time, and things start to make a horrifying amount of sense.

It ends with Parrot sitting down with his parents for dinner. Wifies, in a rare occurrence, is at his own house for dinner, and Parrot knows that he needs to talk to them. He asks them, "Do you still have your emergency foster placement license?" They tell him yes, they do. They update it every year and make sure that they have everything just in case.

somebody write this

Parrot and Wifies have been friends since they were young. Wifies father is very absent, so Parrot parents ended up half raising him. The only reason they haven't tried to take custody is because the man isn't abusive, just not there.

On one half day in school, odyssey are waiting for (their) Parrot's parents to pick them up and decide to play chess just to pass the time. Suddenly, they feel eyes on them. It's the new transfer student, Theobald Rex.

Theo isn't trying to hide. Perched on a nearby table and just watching them. As the minutes go by, he slowly moves closer to them playing. Still just watching, still not saying anything.

They know that the cockatial hybrid isn't the most social person in their school, but they didn't think he'd not even try and talk with them after staring down their chess game for the better part of 10 minutes.

The first words he says to them, having migrated over to the nearest table and is practically leaning over their game, is "check in three" and huh, Parrot hadn't seen that set up from Wifies yet.

The three of them hit it off after that. No one expects it from them, with Wifies and Parrot being some of the "smart" kids, and Theo being a part of the sports teams and also friendly with people like Flame and Sarge. Everyone but Odyssey underestimates Theo's intelligence. No one understands that he's not just there as muscle or that he's not using them, no one gets that he's a part of them now. The duo has evolved into a trio.

Parrot starts noticing things in Theo, the same things that he noticed in Wifies that made him take the other boys hand and bring him home with him that first day, but somehow so much worse. The bird is hyper vigilant all the time. The only time Parrot had seen him put his guard down was when the three of them had found a baby cat, and Theo had held it so gently, had whisper and cuddled it for hours until the little thing had finally calmed down.

The way that Theo looks to every noise, looks for every exit when he enters a room. The way he watches any adult, like he's expecting something from them, something terrible, but he never reacts physically. All the emotion, the fear and the pain, all of it is trapped inside Theo's eyes for no one but the two of them to see and care about.

Then Odyssey meets Theo's older brother, Billy Rex, for the first time, and things start to make a horrifying amount of sense.

It ends with Parrot sitting down with his parents for dinner. Wifies, in a rare occurrence, is at his own house for dinner, and Parrot knows that he needs to talk to them. He asks them, "Do you still have your emergency foster placement license?" They tell him yes, they do. They update it every year and make sure that they have everything just in case.

somebody write this

Another day, another doggy you can’t pet. Meet the dhole (Cuon alpinus). Found widely across parts of Asia from India to China to Indonesia, this social canid typically lives in groups of up to 12 individuals. Sometimes it even socializes with other groups of dholes to form “super packs” of more than 30 members! Teamwork enables these hunters to take down prey ten times their size. And unlike many other species of canid, dholes allow their pups to feed first on kills. Their diet includes pigs, deer, and buffalo.

Heres a not so friendly reminder, as an lgbt metis person, i dont give a single fuck what your blog is themed or if this is too painful for you to look at. Reblog this post. Reblog this post with the sources of the 751 children who were found.

Your compliance and silence as well as the compliance and silence of your ancestors is what allowed these schools to open and kill first nations children. The children of MY people.

Dont follow me if you cant reblog this post or the one with sources to your political blog or your most popular blog. Add trigger warnings if you must but if your political blog is only focused on the harms you personally face like being lgbt then you need to see some bigger pictures and stop being afraid of angering your racist mutural or actually saying some shit about racism. If you can reblog some antifa graphics or add blm to your bio to be a surface level ally, you can reblog some sources on the genocide first nations people faced and still face today.

They were CHILDREN.

I’d like to add this photo I took last night in Victoria of the statue of Captain Cook. Though I myself am not indigenous, I 100% agree that these murderers, kidnappers and rapists shouldn’t have huge statues and plaques that decorate them and say how “great” they were.

Here’s another photo of the legislative assembly from yesterday. Later on there were more items, candles and signs at the memorial, as well as a big poster with 1505 painted on it but I didn’t get a picture

People need to see this. Not just quickly glance at the photos and keep on scrolling. They need to see this.

I went to a “Cancel Canada Day” event and burst into tears - not because I was surprised to learn of the unmarked graves (survivors told us they were there. Our government pushed it aside, and we let them), but because seeing all the people gathered in mourning drove it home: They. Were. Children.

This is my country’s legacy - and it’s not history. The last schools closed during my lifetime. My Father went to school with students who lived at the local residential school, after it was changed to a boarding house (read: holding centre) for indigenous youth who went to local schools.