#but I also wouldn't wish too much stress on the poor animators so I suppose fanart will have to do for now

[coolsvilleprincess]

Today's warm up, the lads. Tomorrow??? Who really is to say.

[usercookie2008]

brbrbrbrbrbr ANother UTMV AU idea haha

I call it Avianverse, pretty much an Au where everyone is part Bird

so far I've got Cross, dream, Nightmare, and Swap Figured out;

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Cross is an Albino Peacock, and Dream, Noots, and swap are Owls hehe

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Cross

Cross is a Peacock pretty much obsessed with trying to keep everything nice and 'perfect' as much as he can, absolutely obsessed with keeping his feathers neatly cared for, and probably would use dyes to give his tail more color cause of his slight hatred of the color White (he's an albino Peacock thus why his tail is a pure white, could also say that's why one of his eyes are Red since that's a usual thing for Albino Animals to have red eyes). Cross is elegant yet can still really put up a fight if he really wants to

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Dream

Dream is a Type of Owl (what kind is unknown as of now along with what kind noots and Swap are) who's pretty much afraid of his own species. Dream isn't one to look into Mirrors, Much less anything that's reflective enough to make out his well Reflection. Often if Dream does see his reflection beside him he quickly shoots at it as a fear reflex, after he only realizes it was only his reflection Dream has a small tendency to Pluck his feathers out and is too often Frustrated whenever that happens. Dream also has high anxiety levels whenever near other Owls such as Swap and Nightmare, for swap he can kinda handle it as he has time to sorta brace himself but is always on the edge of on to Fight or flight. As for Nightmare, Dream isn't too sure how to feel about the other now that he's all goopy and also still an Owl Dream does know for sure that He fears Nightmare (even if he does wish for his Brother to return back to him).

but yeah in all Dream fears his own kind and Himself, why is it really a Question for everyone to ask but Dream wouldn't really be able to answer as he's asking the same thing. He's Frustrated with himself cause he's not supposed to feel this way and he's kinda scared to really tell anyone cause they'll think he's weird or something so Dream here isn't sure how to deal with the fear.

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Swap

Swap, Like Dream and Nightmare, is also an Owl. He takes pride in how his feathers look and is pretty up going, Swap does slightly stress a bit whenever his feathers get Dirtied or ruined. He enjoys taking flight and the Main style of Fighting he uses is based on using his wings as something to boost his speed and enhance how hard he can come at someone. Swap is a Friend of Dream's and has learned not to exactly come flying towards dream as he's noticed that Dream gets Jumpy and (even if its a little hard to see unless you know what Dream does when;) He's Anxious, so Swap is a little careful around dream as not to exactly panic the Poor Obviously stressed Owl.

Swap remembers the first time He'd given a Surprise hug to Dream (way before Swap picked up on Dream's Anxiety) and Dream Shrieked fearfully and his feathers Fluffed up a lot as He'd tried to shove swap off him, Swap swore to himself to never do that again, hearing Dream shriek like that wasn't very pleasant. Swap believes that Dream has more of a fear of Touch like another Grouchy Bird he knows (cough cough Error) as Dream never really seems to touch people (but to say yeah Dream is kinda touched starved but at the same time he isn't an exact fan of touch)

And yeah thats kinda all I have rn for it haha

[itoshit]

Waiting a while in her bedroom while playing with the puppy, I smirked, thinking about Paul. Yeah, I kinda liked the sound of his broken nose.

But I also knew that Vee would hate me if she discovered the truth, so I would stick to what I told her before.

Yeah, Aston, I still have to clean your ear. Vee didn't seem to like the blood, come here. Picking him up, I brought him in the kitchen since the bathroom was already occupied by Vee, and turned on the water, careful not to burn his skin.

Vee was quick to be ready and I'd to admit, she looked stunning. You're gorgeous.

Kissing my cheek, she smiled at me after, stroking Aston's head. Is it okay to let him by himself tonight though?

Why wouldn't it be?

Hm. You know what? I'm gonna ask Paul. If he's free he could take care of him while we're not here.

No!! I mean. Come on, Vee, we don't need him, right?

I knew that if she was going to see him, she would connect the dots quickly. Venus was a smart woman, and as scary as I was, I didn't want tonight to end up in an argument before the evening even started.

But Vee seemed determined, and opening the door, she walked to his house, knocking.

Shit.

After a few minutes, however, no one answered. Analysing the street, I noticed that his car wasn't here. Good, he was probably at the hospital.

Let's go to my place, the neighbours will be okay with taking him, okay? Paul isn't here. Such a shame, but we don't have a choice. Come on now, hop in the car!

Almost dragging her and Aston with me to the car, I opened the passenger door and shoved her inside before joining my seat and starting the engine.

Are you okay? You seem a bit stressed.

Hm? I'm totally fine, baby. Moving one hand to her thigh, I smiled at her before returning my focus on the road.

The drive was animated by Aston's small barks and Vee laughing at some of my jokes. I knew this one would be good.

Okay I'm gonna be fast yeah? Kissing Vee on the lips, I deepened the contact with one arm wrapping around her waist, but she was quick to push me away, giggling.

I didn't lie because in less than fifteen minutes later I was over with my shower and ready. To change my usual outfit, I decided on wearing a pair of black jeans with a white shirt, keeping a few rings and bracelets.

As I was approaching Vee and Aston, she turned to me, eyes ranking on my figure.

She complimented me but soon after, told me how she forgot her phone back home, and that she needed it. I was honestly lazy to drive back there, but I complied after letting Aston to my neighbours.

Of course, I didn't think of that possibility. So what was my surprise when I realised that Paul was back, on his porch, almost entering his house?

The problem was; Vee saw him too. Undoing her safety belt, she opened the door, running to him when she saw his face.

Gripping the steering wheel, I sighed.

Fuck.

-Mikey

Trouble in paradise (again)...

Paul! I jogged up his porch, quickly closing the distance between us. I only managed to get a small glimpse of his face in the car, but from what I saw, it looked serious. Paul, what happened to your face?

He whirled on me suddenly, eyes wide and gaze vicious. I shrunk back, not just from his sudden aggressiveness but at the full sight of him. White plaster covered the center of his face entirely, the bandages pink where his nose lay under it. He looked awful.

Why don’t you ask your boyfriend? he spat the label out like it was poisoning him.

The math mathed instantly. The blood in his hair, on Aston’s ear. Mikey. Mikey did this. I knew it. Still, I played dumb, wanting all the information he could give me. It’s easier for people to tell you things when they think you don’t know anything.

Huh?

Came to my house right after you two… finished doing whatever you were doing. He even pulled a gun on me, Venus! A fucking gun! I should press charges!

Press charges? Good luck with that. I think the scariest thing about knowing someone like Mikey is that I know what he’s capable of, even when others aren’t. Now all I could think about standing before Paul was how differently this conversation would be going if he was talking to Sanzu. Or Mikey himself.

Paul, I sighed. I was supposed to be on a date, but here I was, doing damage control for my boyfriend like I was his PR team. I’m so sorry that this happened to you. I’ll make sure that your hospital bills are covered.

With what? he scoffed. Your little vet salary?

I bristled, offended by the comment. Paul was going to get on my nerves. Mikey may be violent but he wasn’t unnecessarily violent. Paul was acting like he was a complete angel in this situation and that wasn’t the case.

Why were you watching us? I changed the subject. His eyebrows furrowed in faux confusion and I nearly punched him in the face. He knew exactly what I was talking about. Earlier today. You watched us have sex. Why?

My house faces yours, Venus. There’s not much to look at when I look out my window.

But that doesn’t excuse why you sat there and watched as we fucked. You watched me undress, Paul. And you still didn’t look away. Don’t you think that’s weird? If the roles were reversed, I wouldn’t stand there and watch as you fucked someone senseless.

If the roles were reversed, Paul corrected, I would close my curtains. Furthermore, why aren’t you getting your boyfriend? He knew I was there and he still did what he did knowing you had no privacy.

I’ll deal with him later. It was a promise. My little lying boyfriend was going to get it. That doesn’t excuse your weirdness though.

Is that all that you came here to tell me?

Oh. He was an asshole. A big one. Well at first I was coming here to express my concern, but you clearly don’t need it. Just send the bill when it comes like I asked. I turn to leave. And while the doctors might be able to salvage your nose, know no medical degree could ever be able to fix ugly. You remember that, Paul.

My heels clicked against the floor as I stalked off, right back to the car where Mikey was waiting. He refused to look my way, even after I sat down beside him. That was fine with me.

Take me back to your neighbors. We need to pick up Aston. He tried to speak, but I cut him dead in his tracks, repeating the words slower. Let’s. Go. Get. Aston, Manjiro. Full name card. He knew I was serious then, complying without so much as a peep on his end. I could feel the headache building as he drove and I leant my head up against the cool glass with a sigh, praying it could somehow alleviate all my problems before we got to the destination.

It didn’t, but it was worth a try. When we got to his neighbor’s house I started apologizing profusely, pleading forgiveness for wasting their time and their kindness. They insisted that it was okay, joked that they’d love to keep Aston for another fifteen minutes if I ever needed it. I smiled at that; with the way the day was going I needed some sweetness.

We didn’t go back to my place. I needed space to walk and the car didn’t have that. I walked straight to Mikey’s penthouse with Aston in my arms, knowing he’d follow behind me. Poor baby had no idea his parents were about to fight, tail wagging excitedly as he took in all the new sights. The doorman looked up when we walked in, but he must’ve felt my rage because he kept it brief with the greetings. And the elevator ride was worse. I felt like I was going to suffocate in that little box, stewing with anger that I was slowly realizing wasn’t just anger. It was worry. It was betrayal. Fear.

I lingered behind him as he walked to his door and he opened it, setting Aston down to wander around the place. A petty part of me almost wished he’d shit in his shoes. Mikey barely had time to set his keys down before I was closing the door, locking it and whirling on him.

What the hell was that, Mikey?