#bluebird the borrower

[baileyboo2016]

@baydrake22 Heehee…surprise gift alert!! :D

Bluebird snuggling in Rulie’s hair 🥺🥺🥺🥺 I absolutely love the color blue so i wanted to incorporate more blue things around her! Click the read more for extra-cool lighting o.o

(this was so hard to not talk about in discord like we were bringing up bluebird and aaaaa)

It makes her face look a little green which i just realized now haha oopsies

[infinitydusktilldawn]

Very little with so much [excerpt; to be changed] (minor swearing)

"I am right! You were wrong!"

She affectionally rolled her eyes, and hand out the thinnest file to Kim. "A particular chemical found at the site of our father's accident. It's not Cryo-gel, but it is similar." she sat down, reluctantly letting go of the file. The rest of the children also sat down around them.

Bryce was the first to speak up, "What's a guardian?"

Jacob thought back to the video that had been shared, in confidence by Kate the day before. ‘I'm tired of asking for help and being abandoned because of it.’ Even Kate refused to explain about that, which then he understood the damage Bryce had done by cornering her.

Shadow, lifted her leg onto the chair, allowing herself to prop her head up, as a sadness overwhelmed her. "Have to ask the hard questions first, don't you?"

This was a different person they realized, the caution to take a chance, but also the child-like naivety that does not match her age of 21, but of one much younger.

"Kate said that it's hard to say how long you've been awake for." Jacob began, "What did she mean by that?"

"The MDA, my home, is on a 48-hour cycle instead of 24."

"So everyday there, is two days here."

Shadow only nodded. "How long has it been for you, Kate? When I last saw you?"

Kate swallowed, "Seven years, give or take a few months."

Eyes widen, realizing what the true cause of the oldest sister's demeanor. 

‘There was an event, where I butchered any trust with Shadow. It almost broke our relationship. For me it was almost 2 years ago where I gained it back, where she forgave me, but I have to remember, that time for her was practically a few months.’ 

Jacob remembered Kate explaining why she wouldn't reach out on her own or move past from what Shadow prefers. He thought that she just took trust seriously, that the moment someone loses it, it'll take years for that to be gained back. Now, that he starts to have some background on Shadow, how old is his youngest sibling. "How long has it been for you?"

Kate gave him a shallow nod.

He didn't realize he's been looking to her for guidance, turning back to Shadow, she's in her head. Thinking, probably, how much is a good idea to reveal. 

‘I just wanted support; someone I could turn to that wasn't involved!’

"Three, three and a half years? Between all the differences it's hard to be concrete how much time had passed."

Rick released a breath, "How old were you? When it all started?"

"14." she stated after a beat.

"You're not 21, you're barely 17."

"Does that matter?"

"Yes!" Jacob shouted. "You are too young to be in a war, you're not even an adult!"

"What's done is done." Shadow sighed, not even bothering to observe the others. "Can't change anything, even if I tried."

Jacob's fists clenched at his side, trying to reign in the rage. "No, no. You have us, you won't be fighting anymore, we'll take over."

"Absolutely not." 

"You're not an adult!"

Shadow stood instantly, matching Jacob's anger with her own. "And what constitutes as an adult!?" she seethed, tired of the entire ideology that she wasn't old enough to make drastic decisions. "Age doesn't equal experience! If it did Bryce would be the child and you would be the adult! If age would be the requirement to take into account on who stays as leader in my war, it would've ended before it even had the chance to start!"

"What's that…?" Dean whispered, eyeing a blanket of black hovering off her skin.

"Back off that ideology, if you know what's good for you." she sneered, voice dropping as something overlaid her own. "Bluebird."

Kate straightened with the others, "Shadow," she called, noticing the slight black tinge in her own sclera. "Shadow!"

Shadow whipped to her, "What Kate?"

"Breathe." then pointed to her own eye.

Shadow took a deep breath, and released it slowly, sitting down in the process. Dean watched, apprehensive, as the layer of darkness disappeared. "What was that?"

"Nothing." both sisters stated, ending that topic.

"You're correct, it's not cryo-gel. It's not in any database." Bryce called, ending the tense stand-off after the conflict between the siblings.

"Chief is calling in some contacts at the other locations that presented as similar accidents to check their archives for a similar chemical."

"Chief Pitren?" Kim asked, already pulling up information on the man. "Chief Alexander Pitren, 10 years in the police force, and had conducted several successful sting operations. What did he do that he's got your trust?"

"Covered me when the two assholes put a bounty on my head."

"A bounty? Why?"

"I was trying to escape them."

Rick sighed, the others looking confused. "It would be easier if you told us what this is all about."

"Even I'm still lost." Osiris's voice escaped from the computer, "I haven't found anything…anywhere."

"Shadow, come on, they'd help." Kate tried.

"Or just get in the way."

"Jacob is going with anyway, at least for a short time. He'd find out anyway."

"And it'll be his decision to even tell that story." Shadow shifted. "I said I'd consider telling them if they were who you thought they were."

"And I'm right, so tell them."

"Still considering."

"Why?" Bryce asked. "We have the resources to help."

"Who said I wanted help?" she shot back, "As Jacob so elegantly shouted, I'm nothing but a child. How can I trust you take my decisions seriously when you couldn't even trust my word on the status of your identity? 

“I gave you opportunity after opportunity to ignore that I had any inkling of who you possibly could be. Secrets I take to my grave, of which you would have found out eventually if you'd just be patient instead of jumping the gun, because you are too fucking paranoid of not being in control of everything." 

Her eyes kept to Bryce's, who she could tell did not like that little spiel. "I don't blame you in being cautious when we first met, I would've done the same. The difference between you and me? I always give the benefit of doubt, that little ideology of everyone is innocent until proven guilty is what I live by with first meetings. Jumping the gun, because you felt threatened that I'd spill some secret that had nothing to do with me, when it was so obvious, I had secrets as well, should've showed that there was a bigger picture than what could initially be seen."

Clapping sounded behind them, Talon standing at the table with a tray of drinks in hand. "I've heard rumors of a young Guardian whose goal is to protect and avenge while trying to remain inconspicuous and off everyone's radar. A get in and get out mentality with as little damage as possible. It is good to meet you."

"I feel like I'm missing something." she whispered in response.

"Antione McGurdy had been a wonderful friend, he had explained some things about the pride he had in the young Guardian before he'd been killed in combat. Although, I have yet to get an actual report on who or what had killed him."

"McGurdy?"

Kate slammed a hand on the table, "Gurdy Goo!" still catching her sister's confused look, "The older guy who explained the alliance with Rus--Project Bio Storm!"

"That does not narrow it down."

"The guy that pulled you aside when Goran and Raine tried to reinstate the treaty."

"Oh, fuck." Shadow crossed her arms putting her head down on them. "He ripped the two apart, lectured them about proper behavior while telling me how well I did in deflecting during that meeting." her shoulders shook, "The first adult I finally vented to, he's the one that took me to Chief."

"Miss Guardian?"

Shadow picked her head up, which felt like a ten-pound brick, tears slipped down her cheeks. "He had been a victim of Project Paradise Bravo." she sucked in a breath, "The people who explained Bio Storm to me were punished for revealing that to a "civilian" and were part of that event."

"Did he suffer?" the butler asked.

"I--I don't know." the screams of those beasts ricochet in her head, it's not something she can forget. "He--no one were themselves in the end."

"Is he at peace?"

"Everyone who deserves it, is at peace." she whispered, the fight and lecture from earlier drained her, but they weren't done.

"That's all I ask, Guardian of Light."

Shadow whipped to him, not many people know of that title, she smiled, giving him a nod.

"What's the Guardian of Light?" Bryce asked, more towards Talon than a mourning Shadow.

"Perhaps I should explain what I know, then Shadow can explain in more detail, if she chooses to."

"I'm alright with that."

Shadow nodded, "Fine, sure." pulling out her phone.

"The grand Guardian of Light is rumored to be a goddess." Talon began as if showcasing a production of a grand scale. "She is an interdimensional or intergalactic traveler that has the Space-Time Continuum flowing through her veins. A practitioner of magic, her primary job is to protect the balance. Her enemy is the Dark Guardian, who travels through space to find the ultimate power source. Antoine had explained that he is a madman, but while the Guardian of Light was chosen, the Dark Guardian is a bloodline title. He mentioned that there was something special about her, perhaps it was her force to do good. A particular warrior who protects her own, and is willing to what was it…"

"Kill the cause to save the effect." Jacob whispered. 

‘You wouldn't understand that!’

Shadow glowered at Kate, who falsified whistling. There will be words later.

"Yes." Talon nodded, then began to pass out tea, a soft smile given between Shadow and Jacob. "It is because of that; many only see her as a part of the problem. That ability to bring back life if she chose to and take life just as easily. It is a legend, but just as we all know, legends have truth to them."

"So, there is a current war between both of these Guardians?" Bryce turned to look at Shadow, eyes narrowing. "Why hide this from the agency, or at all?"

Talon shook his head, "I believe it's because many who've become a part of the fight, are unaware of the true danger. Antoine had stated, "The war the Guardian leads in not for the faint of heart, those days are never-ending and long lasting. A single confrontation can be mere minutes before you realize it’s been months. It's not the war we've been through, it's a taxing of the spirit, and for that, I wouldn't wish that punishment on my worst enemy." The Guardian of Light has to draw a line between acting and ignoring, and not even the humblest of heroes can’t ignore a cry for help for the greater good."

"Why would anyone ignore a cry for help? How can a warrior of good ignore someone else?" Bryce asked, confused.

"It's a timeline thing, isn't it?" Kim looked to her.

Shadow tilted her head, "You have traveled through time and differential realities." a glow coming from her eyes.

Dean leapt back, "There's a darkness around you. What are you?"

She focused her attention back to him, the glow calming down, "Light refracts, and at the right angle can give an insight on what could be, and the dark helps stabilize the image from being too blinding. Giving details that can change what is seen, little details that can diverge the future from each individuals' actions and choices. Not many can see beyond that." she put the cup down, "You have been gifted the sight of both light and dark, the energy of non-connection, the pure basis of all magic. Due to this gift, you can see the aura that each person gives off, the more that can be seen the more danger they are."

Dean stared, as the glimmer grows and softens, the dark that normally would be center, surrounded her, as if giving him the attention to detail that she speaks off. It's not one color, but three. "Blue, pink, and purple?"

"Without the dark, you'd only be blinded." she easily releases some hold on the energy, "Your gift isn't full proof. Anyone else who is aware of the light and dark that they give off, can hide it." Then picked up the cup again, the energy she's aware of now being tapered off into the ultra-violet spectrum. Dean slowly sat back down. "Can--Can you help me? Understand these abilities."

"I don't know."

"You reveal that you know what abilities he has then just back off?!" Kim snapped, not the only one caught off guard by the change in attention. "Why provide hope for someone you're not going to support?!"

"Why would I help someone who could just become another victim?" she asked back.

Kim, and the others, seemed to settle, thinking about the question.

"They'd be killed in the war." Danielle stated, "If the enemy becomes aware of another, of similar or equal power, who won't join them or fight back, they'd be killed."

"Correct." she sighed, "My choosing of who gets involved is not just for shits and giggles, nor for dramatic effect. I've never once asked for someone to stay, they've stayed on their own, and I have never forced someone to abandon their life to serve me. The people who stay are those that are willing to put their entire existence on the line, to end this madman. The people I choose to not get involved with is because they are potential victims for just knowing me. He will kill them to get to me, and someone of Dean's abilities, just another higher priority target."

"So. you have to choose, if it's even worth it."

"Dean's abilities, are nothing compared to what he can do, not even close to what I can do. He isn't a threat, to either of us, but he can still be killed because it's too similar to a Guardian. People get killed for just knowing me."

"It's why no-one can get any information on her." Kate explained. "The Dark Guardian will no longer attack here, because he believes she has no more existence here. The best way to remain anonymously, is be known as no-one."

"Okay, but that still doesn't explain why you've been avoiding me." Dean stated.

"Magic, is complex, and each world out there has its own strand of how it works. Along with that, each one has its own flavor, some flavors work when mixed together and others don't. Your abilities are just different enough, that the Dark Guardian can taste the difference when there's another confrontation. He will come here, and he will kill you. Nothing can stop him."

"Except you, right?"

"According to prophecies, yes, currently no. I'm still not strong enough to even make dent against him. The only thing I can do is banish him temporarily."

"You said, I'm too close to being a Guardian, what does that mean?" "What is a Guardian?" Bryce tried again.

"Unofficially? A title, given to me in passing by those who truly know what's at stake. Officially, we don't know."

"Are you saying a Guardian is a species?" Osiris sounded flabbergasted. "How does that work?"

"From what we've been able to figure out…which isn't much, yes and no."

"I need to hear this."

"Guardians protect gods, those gods lead to the Grand Creator of the multi-verse. If one were to find the Grand Creator, and absorbed that pure energy, they world become the new creator, and essentially end every life in the current multi-verse for a fresh clean start."

Mouths dropped, and eyes widened at the implications.

"Your war is a literal fight to preserve life?" the choked gasp came from the speakers.

"Yes." she finally stated. "Sounds like a fantasy, doesn't it? Sounds like lies, like a want attention, like I seek out pity." she sighed again, trying to clear her throat. "All I want is to stop fighting, to relax and not figure out if the next person is gonna try to kill me or not. I'm tired, and there are days where I just want to give up, but I can't."

"Why, why you?" Jacob asked, giving in, pulling Shadow into his arms. He may have just met her, but he understood that willpower she's giving everything to keep fighting. He only tightened his arms around her when he felt her grip on his shirt.

"How can we help?" Bryce stood, wanting to go support her, to assure her. Shadow relaxed, "You can't."

"No, we will, just tell us what we need to do."

"You can't!" she pushed away from Jacob, slamming her hands onto the table.

‘I just wanted support from someone not involved!’

Jacob sighed, "Then we won't."

‘Shadow hates it when others get involved. The team she has, have dropped their personal lives for her, she won't ask that of you. We've agreed that she doesn't need support, she wants safety. Some place to be able to call home again. Except everyone she's tried to be for that, has either abandoned her, be a part of this fight, or used her when they've found the extent of who she is.’

[lnfours]

* ✰. — the valentine’s day date | l.n

summary: if i was a bluebird, i would fly to you or part two to ‘the mini valentine’s day playlist’

warnings: language, fluff, fluff and more fluff. first i love yous!! i need this so bad.

masterlist | prev part | next part | listen to the soundtrack

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

you were on the phone with p when lando knocked on your apartment door. you rushed to get it, heels clicking against the hardwood flooring. you opened the door and spotted him with a bouquet of roses in his hand. you smiled brightly up at him, letting him inside your apartment before speaking to p.

“p, hey, i gotta go, but ill text you okay?” lando could hear the girl talking on the other end as he closed the door behind him, “tell max i said hi. okay, love you, bye,”

you pressed the red button on your screen, “sorry, i swear i’m almost ready.”

he shook his head, “take your time, i’m a bit early.”

you leaned up and pressed a kiss to his lips, smiling as you accepted his flowers, “thank you for the roses.”

he smiled against your lips, right back at you, “you’re welcome, baby.”

baby. yeah you weren’t sure if you were ever going to get used to that one.

you rushed to put them in a vase with some water, “i just need to find my lip lipstick and then we can go.”

he stood with his hands on your waist, pressing you against the counter of the island, “sounds good,”

you smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck, fully caving into him, “i mean we have a little bit, right?”

he laughed, nose brushing against your cheek, “we do,”

“okay, good.”

he laughed softly, letting you pull him down to your level and press your lips against his. he kissed you just as passionately, your hands running through his curls as you let him slip his tongue into your mouth. you whimpered softly as he bit gently onto your bottom lip, leaving you wanting more as he pulled away slowly.

you took a minute to catch your breath, nose bumping against his again as one of his hands came up and tucked a piece of hair from your face. you swore you could stay like this forever. in fact, right now, this was all you wanted to do. kiss your boyfriend until your lips were numb and cuddle up next him with a good movie.

sure a fancy dinner downtown sounded lovely, but these were the moments you cherished most. and it was like lando could read your mind as he squeezed your hip gently.

“you wanna skip out on dinner and get some takeout? rent a movie or something?”

thank god he was on the same page as you.

“i’d love that more than anything,” you smiled, his smile beaming right back at you, “i just washed those sweatpants and the hoodie you let me borrow last week. want me to grab them for you?”

he nodded, letting you take his hand as he followed you down the hall to your bedroom. he sat on the bed as you rummaged through your closet. he took in the way everything in your apartment had a place, how you had little reminders of him speckled throughout the apartment after all this time. a photo strip from your first date hanging on the cork board above your desk, a framed picture of you and him with max and pietra from the wedding sitting on the dresser.

it made his heart clench, how open your arms were for him after a short amount of time.

he was falling in love. and you were too.

you reappeared, dressed in an oversized t-shirt and a pair of pajama shorts. you handed him the sweatpants and hoodie. he placed a hand on the back of your leg as you stood between his legs, looking down at him with the prettiest smile he’d ever seen.

“where’d you wanna order from?”

your nails scratched at his scalp, your fingers running through his curls. he was in total bliss as you twisted them around your fingers, you laughing softly at the way his eyes closed and he hummed contently before mumbling a soft, “your pick.”

you placed your hand under his chin, leaning down and pressing a sweet kiss to his lips. you giggled into his mouth as he pulled you on top of him, now straddling his lap as you kissed him with as much love you could shove into the kiss as possible.

“i love you,” he breathed when you separated. you felt your stomach do flips when his eyes met yours. gorgeous green eyes meeting yours as you smiled at him.

you had fallen in love with him, too. who couldn’t, really? he was everything you ever wanted, wrapped up with a nice little bow on top. it was impossible not to fall in love with him.

“i love you, too.” you finally spoke, now noticing the way your vision slightly blurred. you weren’t sure when you started crying, but he smiled gently at you as he took your face into his hands. he kissed you sweetly, eventually the kiss breaking when your smiles got too wide.

“wanna order the food?” he gently brushed his thumbs against your skin when you pulled away.

you nodded, “eventually,” you hummed, burying your face into his neck, his hands holding you as close as he could get you, “can we stay like this for a little while?”

he hummed, pressing a kiss to your temple, “we can do whatever you want, baby,”

[baileyboo2016]

BLUE AND RULIE THE POOKSTERS 🥰🥰🥰🥰

Oh look! Part two of Bluebird trying to tickle Hyrule, and then trying to wrestle his hand~

@baileyboo2016

[falloutboylyricss]

Fall Out Boy and Colors

Evening Out With Your Girlfriend

none

Take This to Your Grave

"I'm good to go for something golden" - Saturday

"These friends are, new friends are golden" - Homesick at Space Camp

"My insides are copper, I'd kill to make them gold" - Sending Postcards From a Plane Crash (Wish You Were Here)

"My heart is on my sleeve, wear it like a bruise or black eye" - Chicago Is So Two Years Ago

"All the colors of the street signs, they remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbor's house" - Chicago Is So Two Years Ago

From Under The Cork Tree

"You look so good in blue" - Nobody Puts Baby In The Corner

"We're traveled like [nomads] only with worse luck and far less gold" - Sophomore Slump Or Comeback Of The Year

"With your backless black dress soaked to the skin" - Champagne For My Real Friends, Real Pain For My Sham Friends

"Someone old, no one new, feeling borrowed, always blue" - I Slept With Someone In Fall Out Boy And All I Got Was This Stupid Song Written About Me

"This story's getting old, the homewrecker with the heart of gold" - Snitches And Talkers Get Stitches And Walkers

Infinity On High

"At night, we're painting your trash gold while you sleep" - This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race

"Kissed teeth stained red from a sour bottle baby girl with eyes the size of baby worlds" - I'm Like A Lawyer With The Way I'm Always Trying To Get You Off (Me & You)

"I sing the blues and swallow them too" - Hum Hallelujah

"How cruel is the golden rule when the lives we lived are only golden-plated?" - Golden

"Her nose runs ruby red, Death's in a double bed" - The (After) Life Of The Party

"Racing through the city, windows down in the back of yellow checkered cars" - Bang The Doldrums

"There's too much green to feel blue" - Fame < Infamy

"Lips pressed close to mine, true blue" - G.I.N.A.S.F.S.

"Trade baby blues for wide-eyed browns" - G.I.N.A.S.F.S.

"Blackmailed myself, 'cause I ain't got anyone else" - It's Hard To Say "I Do", When I Don't

"I've got the red carpet blues, baby" - It's Hard To Say "I Do", When I Don't

Folie à Deux

The (Shipped) Gold Standard (title only)

"I've got a lot of friends who are stars, but some are just black holes" - 27

"Oh, baby, you're a classic, like a little black dress" - Tiffany Blews

"I want to get stuck and be golden in your memory" - w.a.m.s.

"The infrared scope on pointlessness" - West Coast Smoker

Save Rock And Roll

"Silver clouds with gray linings" - The Phoenix

"Because the world is just a teller and we are wearing black masks" - The Phoenix

"Wave the white flag" - The Phoenix

"And when she touched him, he turned ruby red" - Where Did The Party Go

"Your hot whiskey eyes have fanned the flames" - Miss Missing You

"She's his suicide blonde, she's number than gold" - Rat A Tat

"I kept wishing she had blonde ambition and she'd let it go to my head" - Rat A Tat

"As alone as a little white church in the middle of the desert getting burned" - Rat A Tat

"She's sick and she's wrong, she's young dirty blonde" - Rat A Tat

PAX AM Days

"Every time I see you, I just want to paint the walls white" - We Were Doomed From The Start (The King Is Dead)

"You're just a black widow who fell in love with herself" - Hot To The Touch, Cold On The Inside

American Beauty/American Psycho

"Some legends are told, some turn to dust or to gold" - Centuries

"Overhead of the aqua blue" - The Kids Aren't Alright

"I always fall from your window to the pitch black street / And with the black banners raised as the crooked smiles fade" - The Kids Aren't Alright

"I got those jet pack blues" - Jet Pack Blues

"And I'm trying to find my peace of mind behind these two white highway lines" - Jet Pack Blues

"She's in a long black coat tonight waiting for me in the downpour outside" - Jet Pack Blues

"This is a black, black ski mask song" - Novocaine

"If you knew, knew what the bluebirds sang at you, you would never sing along" - Novocaine

"Take this sideshow and all its freaks and turn it into the silver screen dream" - Novocaine

"And I confessed, confessed to you riding shot-gun underneath the purple skies" - Favorite Record

"Live with me forever now, pull the blackout curtains down" - Immortals

"And there's a jet black crow droning on and on and on" - Twin Skeleton's (Hotel In NYC)

MANIA

"You were too good to be true, gold-plated" - The Last Of The Real Ones

"I'll stop wearing black when they make a darker color" - Wilson (Expensive Mistakes)

"These are the last blues we're ever gonna have" - Bishops Knife Trick

So Much (For) Stardust

"It's open season on blue moods" - Heartbreak Feels So Good

"Running middle fingers through the red lights" - Hold Me Like a Grudge

"Fever-dream tangerine sweat" - Hold Me Like a Grudge

"Take a knife and cut through the darkness, castle-temp red wine" - Fake Out

The Pink Seashell (title only)

"Orange leaves, but we're the ones falling off trees" - Baby Annihilation

"Oh, I'm going neon in the night-time" - What a Time To Be Alive

"I got the quarantine blues, bad news, what's left?" - What a Time To Be Alive

Misc.

"Boxed blondes have less fun" - Lake Effect Kid

"Fyre Fest, Black Parade, Michael Phelps, Y2K" - We Didn't Start The Fire

"SpongeBob, Golden State Killer got caught" - We Didn't Start The Fire

"Jeff Bezos, climate change, white rhino goes extinct" - We Didn't Start The Fire

[askthe-littlepoet]

[Razor the bluebird has returned to Marko by now, telling the news that Poet received their message. They have waited for a day or two now, leaving periodically for food and sleep.]

@marko-the-yellow-cat

(Sorry if I'm being pushy with this qwq)

"...I guess I could stop in for a chat."

(They get dressed, only putting on a pair of pants, yet still wearing the Lamb's borrowed shirt before heading out to the meeting point.)

[nah, dw! it's all good man]

[maleloli]

I only have borrowed clichés to explain myself, I have waited a thousand days and a thousand nights for this to pass and I still haven't learned enough words.

I have met everything too young and of nothing what’s necessary for understanding it.

My father’s favorite poem has always been “The bluebird” by Bukowski, sometimes I think I have inherited the same sorrows.

Look at me, today too I have dressed myself in coordinated colors, trying to remind you of your daughter.

I am turning into a bad man mother, I know that you only expect of me what you think I am, but I have been lying to you, mother.

[yinyuedijun]

i would like to know more about the mc's devil contract in bluebird 👀👀👀 (if you'd like to yap about it)

AHHHH HI ELLA 🫶 I did want to yap about it but I genuinely couldn't remember if I'd already spoiled it at some point LMAOOO. but like. I do not know if/when I will ever finish that fic so I really do need to say it all somewhere at least once and that tweet reminded me strongly of it 😔

WARNINGS: for major csm part 1 spoilers, noncon and grooming mentions. also tw makima 😔

okay so. the reader has two contracts.

the first contract is the one that she made in the first scene of the prologue. I think pretty much everyone who read the fic realised that the blue-eyed devil had taken the shape of aki when speaking with her. I am not sure though if anyone realised that the two of them had sex, though:

Your back smears with chalk as the Devil climbs atop you. It whispers sweet things into your ear, all the while lowering its mouth. The seal of its lips part to reveal row after row of jagged teeth spilling out from its beautiful mouth, and you suppress a flinch.

Pain cuts your innards like a knife. Beneath the Devil's gaze, your blood spills out onto the floor. The vulnerable bits of you are gutted out, bleeding out across ivory lines. The Devil watches with a feverish grin, and all you can think about is how you never want those eyes to see you like this again.

On December 24th, 1993, you offer your flesh to a devil with blue eyes, and you receive its powers in return.

the devil in this scene is the heart devil, to whom the reader was initially sacrificed for a deal (because 'devils love virgin girls'), but then decided that it would rather form a pact with her rather than devour her. it's superficially demanded her virginity in exchange for its powers, but what she's really given up is her capacity for emotional intimacy, which has been destroyed because of the insanely fucked up situation she's been put through (getting sacrificed by a loved one to a devil, losing her virginity to that devil, using her contract's powers to kill the person who just tried to sacrifice her). this is a great irony, because while her own ability for intimacy has been permanently damaged, she ends up with the ability to see people's most vivid memories and make them fall in love with her. she invokes this ability via eye contact and physical touch (and yes, its effect is greatest when she has sex with people).

makima finds her right after this initial opening scene - with all the evidence of a devil summoning and a murder on her hands. so of course, makima is the first person the reader tries to use her powers on, so that she may escape. makima is one of the few devils who can actually resist it - she is the control devil herself, after all, so it's hardly as if a lesser devil can control her - but she finds the effect of the heart devil's powers incredibly addictive. it's the closest thing to love that makima has ever felt. so makima makes a contract with the reader: she may borrow the powers of the control devil so long as makima is allowed to sleep with her whenever she wishes.

this second contract, of course, is something that makima doesn't ever allow the reader to remember for too long.

[alhaiva-art]

Introducing my Twst Pomefiore OC, Sialia Beaumont 🐦

Facts about Sialia:

He is twisted from the blue birds that usually appear in Disney Princess movies, such as in Snow White and Sleeping Beauty.

"Sialia" is the scientific name of blue bird

"Beaumont" is a French placename for any of various places in France, with roots that inherited from Middle English, borrowed from Anglo-Norman, from beau ("beautiful") +‎ mont ("mountain"), that means "beautiful hill/mountain".

If those names is interpreted as a whole, then you will find a beautiful meaning: "Bluebird of the beautiful mountain".

His birthday is inspired from "Bluebird of Happiness" day.

His unique magic’s name, “Harbinger of Happiness”, is inspired from the symbol of a bluebird as the harbinger of happiness that found in many cultures and may date back thousands of years.

Credits for the materials I used:

Pomefiore dorm uniform logo design: @/astropanz on Tumblr

Pomefiore dorm uniform embroidery: @/aIoebera on Twitter

Apple Poison repetitive pattern: @/saltyhamramen on Tumblr

[littlebirdbluebird]

@roleplay-parlour

The borrower froze in place upon realizing she wasn't as alone as she thought she was. Bluebird had found what she thought was a bag left out by travelers, and that they had forgotten about it. She looked up at its owner with wide, frightened eyes. She had a mushroom in her arms, which she promptly dropped and started backing up.

At four inches tall, there wasn't a whole lot she could do if he got a hold of her. The last one who did grab her had hurt her. "I... I-I'm sorry, I... I thought it was..." Bluebird was already looking for possible places to dart to and MAYBE get out of this in one piece. MAYBE.

[lettersnorth]

Character Associations: Aislinn

EMOTIONS/FEELINGS:

Curiosity

Love/Devotion

Wary

Cunning

Pride

COLOURS:

Blue

Brown

Amber

Red

Dust

SCENTS:

Machine Oil

Astringent

Old Books

Herbal

Smoke

OBJECTS:

Glasses

Firearm

Emerald Pendant 

Leather Notebook

Aetherochemical wrist cuff

BODY LANGUAGE:

An owlish blink

Fidgeting fingers

A closed expression

A quick, assessing, sharp gaze

A quiet and purposeful voice. Nothing wasted

AESTHETICS:

Desert sunsets and muted tones

Machinery and circuitry

Schematics

Dusters, leather boots and six-shooters

Potions distilling

SONGS:

Bluebird - Alexis Ffrench

Settling Down - Miranda Lambert

My Silver Lining - First Aid Kit

Your Bones - Chelsea Cutler 

I am not a Woman, I’m a God - Halsey

Borrowed from: @scholarlostintime - Thank You!

Tagging: Anyone that wants to do this!

[demon-mortician]

Continuation from this thread with @bluebird-dolly-bride

Listening to Cassandra saying all those things was a true relief for the blue haired, Tomoky remembered those times when she thought that there wasn't hope for people anymore, that no one is completely kind.. But of course, that was a lie too, she had the live proof in front of her now.

She looked so happy to hear such nice words that she couldn't help but jump on top of Cassandra, hugging her tightly into her arms, embracing her body as much as she could, in a last demonstration of affection.

— C-Cassie.. Thank you, thank you, thank you!!, you're so kind, I.. I don't deserve you.. -Sniff.- From now on, I swear with my life that I'm never ever going to lie to you again, I just didn't want to loose you..

Some minutes passed as they settled into the house, Tomoky's dress was completely ruined and torn, with the blood and the ruptures on the fabric it was almost imposible to save it, so they decided to throw it away, and so, Cassandra gave Tomoky some of her clothes for her to borrow. Now that they were more relaxed, Tomoky decided to start telling Cassandra the long joke that her life was.

— Erm... Well, uh, where do I start?.. There's a demonic sub-race called "Kots" that are basically just normal humans with some weak features.. A hundred years ago, I was born under the royal family, product of an infidelity of the queen, and so, she named me "Evangeline" which means "Miracle" because she had trouble conceiving back then.. So my name was never Tomoky, it was a nickname my father gave me to blend in Tokyo...

Outside, a soft storm started to pour down the house...

— The king would have murdered my mother if he found out of my existence, so she ordered my father to take me and run away to a place they wouldn't find us. My father, who was deeply in love with the Queen, fell in a strong resentment towards me, for separating him from his loved-one... He decided to move to the human world, in Japan, so we could camouflage as normal humans and live our lifes away from that problem... Eh, I must say, "Kots" need a.. Um.. "Activation" to unlock their abilities and this aspect, so I pretty much looked like a human and acted like one, I could have lived my life a little bit more without noticing I wasn't a human, as my father was really good at persuading me with time, so I didn't knew I was a 100 years old.. He even erased my memories from childhood, so that's why they were so fuzzy.

— A year ago, we were searched by them again. The king died, and now the race was diying miserably, and they needed a new leader for their dumb plans... I didn't agree to anything they proposed me, and so, they forced me to do that initiation thing.. And turned me into this.. Whatever this is.. And it's not like I would do anything to you, of course, it's just that this appeareance.. It's not.. I was worried that you were going to grow afraid of me, but Cassie, I want you to know: I'm not a vampire nor anything similar, I'm not going to hurt you, I never would.. It's just these stupid fangs that make me look like a threat, but in the end it's just me.. I'm as soft and weak as you see me.

— My mother was, to say the least, a very dumb woman.. She told me that this race has been educating themselves to fight against each other races for centuries, like they were going to achieve anything, but they knew clearly they weren't making any progress.. And they wanted me to continue with that cycle, but obviously I couldn't, it was just so fucking stupid I couldn't tolerate it... I woke up a day after they "awakened" me and it seemed like both of my parents had ran away... She just told everyone I was the new queen and then dissapeared completely along with him.... I took some time to decide what to do and in the end I just burnt the crown and set everyone free, I told them to go and live as humans, as long as they could, so this god forsaken race can finally rest.. They didn't say much, they looked so tired that they just accepted and one by one they started to leave and, soon enough, the place was completely empty..

— I was so shocked that I couldn't just go back home, I stayed in the Demon World some time hiding and living off my father's money for some time until I eventually started doing some mortuary jobs for people in the underworld who didn't have enough money to give their loved ones a proper goodbye.. I didn't like any of that, but now that I have enough I can move on and return to the human world, and live alone.. Forget everything.. And finally be the person I've always wanted to be.

[kauzebridgerton]

⌨️

(@bluebird-dolly-bride)

—If I give you a box of cookies, will you draw me riding a unicorn? Please...! I love unicorns... But don't tell anyone, okay? Everyone will laugh at me if they find out... But you won't laugh at me, will you? You're as cool as a unicorn, so... I trust you!

Even though Kauze doesn't know Cassie very well, he already manages to trust her, so he sees her as an inspiration when it comes to artistic mediums, he will always ask to borrow a crayon or simply draw something for her to evaluate, and the times he will also ask for a portrait.

[violettesiren]

The earth is turning brown, dear, The earth is turning brown; The birds, full-grown, have already flown, And the leaves are whirling down. There's no green grass in the lane, child, There are no red berries in the wood; The world is no longer at Spring, child, It has chosen another mood.

Yet think you Nature loves not as well Her season of dumb repose? Think you she misses the bluebird's swell, The robin's trill, the thrush's thrill, Or even the fragrant rose? I trow she knows that the drifting snows Are good for the dreaming flowers; That Spring doth borrow a hint from the sorrow Of these bare, brown Autumn hours.

Turning Brown by Mary Newmarch Prescott

[baileyboo2016]

blue and rulie being the cutest 🥺🥺🥺🥺

So having spent a few days there, the ranch was officially her favorite place. Malon was so very kind. It felt safe there. Bluebird was beginning to relax more around her new companions. Especially Hyrule. He was so, so sweet to her. He didn't mind her hanging out on his shoulder, or playing with his hair. And in turn, she actually liked it when he played with her. Like they were currently doing. He was laying on his belly, giggling, trying to duck his head down into his shoulders as she tried to tickle the sides of his neck. Bluebird darted onto his back, poking at the back of his neck. _____

Made art to go with my own fic I wrote! It's just a small piece, but I wanted to draw it so bad so I did LOL

[tokuteasings]

Which Riders are absolute pains to deal with while sick (Ikki’s high on that last, because his busybody tendencies override his common sense to stay in bed)

Straight up, the Igarashi Sibs and George

Ikki, as you have said, because of his busybody nature he will not stay the fuck down. You legit gotta keep watch over him like a hawk because when you're cooking soup for him, he'll appear outta nowhere and is like "Oh lemme help!!" no, Ikki! Go back to bed!!!

Daiji is similar to Ikki but more so along the lines of you will get splatterings of Kagero being a lil bitch and borrowing Daiji's body to complain about 60 diff things and Daiji will honestly want to go back to work. He hates having downtime because his mind is like "WORK WORK WORK, BLUEBIRD" etc etc. Again, keep watch over him.

Sakura is more of a whiney sick because every 2 seconds she'll be like, "Can you fluff up my pillow?" she also gets the most whack ass spicy cravings when she's sick and when she's eating it, you can't tell if the snot from her nose is either from because she's sick or like because of the spice. She makes up for it after she's better by taking you out to eat etc.

Like Sakura, George is the most fucking whiney ass sick person ever. He will also want to keep working but it's kinda hard to when you're hacking and spitting out like 50 diff airborne diseases. George claims he's never sick so he'll just push through his illness like, "I CAN FEEL MYSELF GETTING BETTER I SWEAR-" and then just pass out on the floor. Please help him.

Another contenter is Souma Haruto because he's gonna use his magic to try and warp medicine and shit to him and push through his pains but like...his magic tends to dampen because he's sick. So he'll raise an arm up to shove it through a portal to snatch up something but then the portal disappears and he's left to cough in his lonesome. Again, watch over him.