This Aquarium Picks The Naughtiest Penguin Of The Month
We thought that cats were absolutely shameless creatures but it turns out that penguins are no better either.
Photos by National Aquarium of New Zealand - Via Bored Panda
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This Aquarium Picks The Naughtiest Penguin Of The Month
We thought that cats were absolutely shameless creatures but it turns out that penguins are no better either.
Photos by National Aquarium of New Zealand - Via Bored Panda
He’s probably judging something Hawke did/said really hard
no one will ever be able to tell
More pictures of my Sera cosplay for Scarborough Faire. My wig became a mess but god I really loved being Sera!
Sera: Me Anders: @lord-darth-tantrum Photographer: IG: BryonPhotography
My IG/Twitter: afroprincex
they say “treat yourself like you would treat your friend” so be kind to yourself, little artists
zevran!
not enough time!!!
My doggo, Ezri, who rarely barks and mostly borks.
When I got her, she’d been abused and would cower and pee at almost everything, and had been mistreated when she’d barked, so she never would. One day months after I had her she got excited on a walk and borked at a bird, and then immediately cower-peed. I had to re-teach her to bark by gathering her whole human pack and having everyone bark and howl and feed her treats and pet her till she got excited enough to join in, and then got more treats. Took a while but I was able to teach her to bork on command (and she’s gotta be excited or she just stares at me like “Sorry, the bork system needs charging”) and she’ll do it happily when she’s excited to go for a walk or upon seeing a friend, and at birds. I love her croaky borking, especially when she started off terrified of making a joyful noise.
What kind of dog is Ezri? I love her!!
I… did not expect this post to blow up this much but I am delighted at all the tags and replies and Ezri has been told the internet thinks she’s a Very Good Dog. :D
She’s a German spitz - in the same family as keeshonds and pomeranians. She might be crossed with something else as her freckled coat, non-pointy nose, and personality are not standard for her breed (they’re usually a lot more high energy and excitable - she’s super laid back and chill). She’s a bit less fluffy than breed-standard too, mostly because she’s grown out from her spring/summer trim (not usually necessary/good for her type of coat but she gets terribly itchy otherwise). It also makes her look like a puppy of a large breed:
Ezri’s best friend is Murder Cat, who is a gentle friend to humans and Ezri, but does things to mice that would make Hannibal Lecter go “Isn’t that a bit much?”
I got Murder Cat as a kitten, and she used to try to nurse on everything when she was small. Eventually, she settled on her favourite thing to nurse on, Ezri, who has never had puppies and a little confused at first but eventually went with it. She grew out of it, but they have stayed snuggly buddies ever since.
New Years here is full of fireworks outside and Ezri gets Vry Scared. I usually set her up somewhere with a snuggly spot right by me, and Murder Cat comes and does this all night:
She goes everywhere with me in my bakfiets (cargo bike) and lets me warm my hands in her fur on cold days.
And her ears disappear if I say her name to get her attention.
ok so great thanks for coming to my TED talk about my dog, good night, drive safe
THIS TED TALK WAS NOT LONG ENOUGH I NEED MORE INFORMATION!
Hmm… my first fanart back (wip)
Kaz looking a little disney prince and a little disney villain and I LIKE IT.
iconic
water. *sound of bottles hitting the desk* hey teens do you waah…freshy? water. water. ng…teens, i love an nice col- okay. hey teens, who stYEAHHHH WATERRRR!!! *griffins feet shuffling as he dabs silently*
Really loving Mollymauk’s design
Fenris remembers standing in his room shortly after they met, stomach roiling before the incongruity of a mage scrubbing his floor while her brother grumbled, carrying the splintered remains of a table outside. He stormed out then, some strange alloy of shame and dread burning through him, and almost left behind whatever had been started there, in fear of the day Hawke would claim her due. But that day never came, and when she let her mouth fall against his, he knew that it was not a test, not a game, that were he to say no, there would be no lash, no leash, no collar—but he did not want to say no, and so he took what was freely given, and took her. And then the dreams began.
Commission done for wonderful and very patient @aban-asaara :) I had a interesting task to draw Hawke and Fenris as an illustration for her story - “For What Binds Us”