#flock🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛

[featheredcrowbones]

I came to bother you with questions and statements 😌 (if you have ever talked about it before I missed it, sowwy but) what is the “story” behind your logo/signature design? why did you choose the crow theme? 🐦‍⬛

it's so funny bc i was just telling this story last night through a dm ifuvndjk so basically it happened by accident when my mc was practicing magic with solomon and summoned a familiar. a ghostly little crow dude. my mc's familiar is my account's brand!

mammon got a kick out of this, naturally

aaaaand so did my mc...

[sunshine-cult-unhinged]

psa y’all, stop bringing personal issues to the fucking tumblr blog. i cannot imagine a worse place to beef. if you have an issue, take it up with me or someone else in dms. these issues don’t need to be public, and that is final.

[solitaireships]

Since all my DA protags and self inserts have connections to each other, here’s my hand chart of connections. The artist for Asta’s icon can be found on twitter!

[harmed-hawks]

god i miss the dumbest things. i wish someone would beat the crap out of my body, break my bones, and spit on my face. call me slurs and make me ugly cry only to mock me for being such a pussy

[chained-winged-bat]

Uhhh uhh uhh Hi!!

*skitters away in nervous creture*

-🍂🐦‍⬛

Hello there! Don't run away I won't hurt you

Promise

[nighthawk-flock]

I am obsessed with you

(🥀💔 anon)

idk if you mean anyone specific or just generally us but thank you 💕🥰

-richie

[featheredcrowbones]

tagging yall @neviixi @shootingstarrfish

↳ picrew: one // two

What are you thankful for today? ♡

Tags but no pressure: @antique-remains @misc-magic @oopsiedaisymae @jeschalynn @silverrings-n-prettythings

@lonely-north-star @featheredcrowbones @arvandus @thebellearchives + anyone else reading this!

[featheredcrowbones]

I really like your art too (｡uωu)♪💕💕✨️

my honest reaction

[sunshine-cult-unhinged]

BOO. EVERYONE STREAM TRUST CEREMONY BY JHARIAH. OUT 12:00 AM EST. THIS ISNT A SUGGESTION IM FORCING YOU TO

-VULTURE

[harmed-hawks]

i wish i was a lamb. a soft clueless lamb who behaves, waiting for the day i’m sacrificed. given to a higher cause. that would be lovely

[featheredcrowbones]

i’d say avert your eyes from the timestamp but i fear this makes us one and the same lfmdjdjdh

how're we feelin about raph in that new halloween looking card

IM GOING FERAL IM LOSING IT HES SOOOO BEAUTIFUL AND THEN SIMEON AND MEPHI TOO???? i think they're actively trying to kill me

exposing myself a lil but this was my immediate reaction when i was taking to panda LOL

[inexplicifics]

I feel like these snippets are little treats being tossed at us like bird seed. You've got a Flock of Anons around you, Inex! 🐦🐦‍⬛🦜🦚🦢🦃🦉

Usually it's a school of fish, but I will definitely accept birds! That is a delightful image, thank you, darling Anon!

[writerfromshikahr]

So I put this random thought up on my BSky about my canon Rook, Aloisia and Lucanis:

Bellara is writing a fanfic about Lucanis & Aloisia, but she changes their names to Lucaro & Alonia and they are part of the elite group of assassins known as "The Gulls" run by a suave leader named Vigo.

Aloisia is like: "The Gulls? Really? What is "assassiny" about seagulls Bellara?"

One of my followers then said this:

Of course now I’d love to see a scene where she and Lucanis are attacked by seagulls and when they get back to the Lighthouse, she tells Bellara, “Never mind, calling them Gulls works.” - Thank you @ ‪Ser T, Guarding the Veil‬.

🐦‍⬛ CONTACT ACCEPTED 🐦‍⬛

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Two Crows & 20 Something Seagulls - Lucanis X Rook

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The warm Rivaini sun bathed the coastal town as Aloisia and Lucanis strolled along the cobbled streets, their contract complete and their spirits unusually light. After securing a quick lunch from a local bakery—Aloisia with her favourite crusty sandwich and Lucanis indulging in a sweet roll—they decided to take their meal to the small beach area below, settling on the edge of the sea wall.

“This is nice,” Aloisia said, taking a bite of her sandwich and savouring the crisp air mingled with the salty sea breeze. “Quiet.”

Lucanis hummed in agreement, pulling a bit of his sweet roll apart and popping it into his mouth. “You don’t get moments like this in Treviso. Too many people. Too many…”

“Gulls?” Aloisia cut in, nodding toward the growing flock of birds circling above them.

Lucanis glanced up, his dark eyes narrowing as a particularly bold seagull landed a few feet away, staring at his sweet roll with unsettling intensity.

“Relax,” he said, tearing another piece of bread. “It’s one bird.”

The words had barely left his mouth when another gull landed. Then another. And another. Within seconds, they were surrounded.

“Okay, maybe not just one bird,” Aloisia muttered, clutching her sandwich a little closer.

Lucanis scowled, shifting slightly to shield his sweet roll from view. “They won’t do anything. They’re birds.”

At that precise moment, a gull swooped down, its wings flapping wildly as it made a bold grab for Aloisia’s sandwich.

“Hey!” she shouted, jerking back.

Lucanis swatted at the bird, narrowly missing its tail feathers. In the commotion, his sweet roll slipped from his fingers and fell to the sand below.

“Meirda!” he hissed, diving for it, but it was too late. Twenty more gulls appeared as if summoned by an unseen signal, their beady eyes gleaming with malicious intent.

“Lucanis, what’s happening?!” Aloisia shrieked, holding her sandwich high above her head.

“It’s a coordinated attack!” Lucanis shouted, brandishing his cloak like a weapon as gulls dive-bombed from all directions. One particularly aggressive bird latched onto the edge of his sleeve, flapping wildly.

Aloisia yelped as another gull landed on her shoulder, pecking at her sandwich. She spun around, accidentally hitting Lucanis with her free hand.

“Do something! They're swooping at me. Swooping is very bad!"

“I’m trying!” Lucanis growled, grabbing a gull by the neck and holding it aloft while kicking at another that had latched onto his boot. His Antivan grace was nowhere to be seen as he stumbled, swatting and cursing.

Aloisia ducked under his cloak in a desperate attempt to shield herself. “I have half a sandwich left, Lucanis! Half!”

“And I have nothing!” he barked, glaring at the gulls as if sheer intimidation would make them retreat.

Around them, people on the beach had stopped to watch the spectacle, some laughing or calling to their children to look at the “entertaining couple.”

“They’re mocking us,” Aloisia hissed from beneath the cloak.

Lucanis’s response was lost as another gull dive-bombed, narrowly missing his head. His patience snapped. “That’s it!” He brandished his rapier, the polished steel glinting in the sunlight, scattering gulls as he charged forward.

The birds retreated, flapping into the air, but they didn’t go far, circling just out of reach and squawking triumphantly.

Breathless and dishevelled, Aloisia climbed out from under the cloak, clutching the remains of her sandwich. “We lost, didn’t we?”

“Yes. Yes, we did.”

Aloisia looked at him, feathers in his hair and sand on his boots, and started laughing. “The Gulls,” she gasped between giggles. “Bellara is going to love this.”

Lucanis sighed, “I’m never eating outside again.”

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Lucanis and Aloisia trudged into the kitchen at the Lighthouse, bedraggled and thoroughly unimpressed with life. Aloisia’s hair was an unruly mess, streaked with sand, and Lucanis’s cloak had a new, suspicious stain near the shoulder. Both reeked faintly of salt and indignity.

Bellara, lounging with a book on the common room couch, perked up as they walked in. “Back so soon? What happened?”

Lucanis scowled, tossing his cloak over the back of a chair. “Seagulls,” he growled, his Antivan accent thick with disgust.

Aloisia pulled a feather from her hair, holding it up like evidence in a trial. “A flock of them,” she clarified, glaring at Lucanis as though it were somehow his fault. “We were ambushed. Ambushed, Bellara. One even stole my sandwich!”

Bellara, failing to suppress a grin, set her book aside. “Ah, yes, the majestic gull. Nature’s stealthiest assassin.”

Aloisia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t start.”

But Bellara, ever the dramatist, ignored her. “Swooping in with precision, snatching prizes right from under your noses, striking fear into the hearts of—”

“I punched one,” Lucanis interrupted flatly. “It was self-defense.”

Bellara dissolved into laughter, her shoulders shaking as she wiped a tear from her eye. “Lucanis Dellamorte, First Talon of the Crows, the Demon of Vyrantium...bested by seagulls.”

Aloisia crossed her arms. “No, he was fine. They didn’t go after him. Just me. Like they had a personal vendetta or something.”

Bellara smirked, leaning forward conspiratorially. “Maybe they knew you mocked my work. The Gulls are lethal, Aloisia. I’ve been saying this all along.”

Aloisia groaned, “You win, okay? Call them whatever you want. Gulls. Winged harbingers of doom. Seafaring assassins. They’re terrifying. Happy?”

Bellara leaned back, grinning ear to ear, and reached for her notebook.

“Lucaro and Alonia versus the flock,” she murmured to herself. “This will make an excellent chapter.”

[nighthawk-flock]

ahhhh we love her so much thank you!!! :D

can i have a level 5 spies are forever fictive of your choice. we got a lil fragment who’s attached to the media but struggling to have an identity!

thank you so much if you can! ^^

hiiii here you go!

a new flower has blossomed! 🌹

spies are forever fictive, creator's choice ... [LVL 5 PACK]

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name(s) ;; tatiana slohzno, tati, talia, yelena, sofia

pronouns ;; she/her, they/them, xe/xem, dagger/daggers, end/ends, spy/spys

age ;; 20-35 (ageslider)

species ;; human

gender(s) ;; seruadoric, darkroomphotic, cisfeminine

orientation(s) ;; bisexual, aromantic

role(s) ;; apathy holder, buffer

source ;; spies are forever

sign-off(s) ;; – 👠 ; – Tatiana

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appearance ;; 5'6" and thin. pale skin. dark red hair with bangs, which she typically wears in a ponytail. grey eyes. primarily wears jewel tones. see below for pictures.

personality ;; strong-willed and confident. xe has a sarcastic bite to xem. she is the epitome of the foreign femme fatale trope in the action and spy genres. they can be closed off and cold oftentimes.

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likes ;; spy films, spicy food, battle bots, women's sports (especially wrestling), solitaire, alone time

dislikes ;; being flirted with, dairy, being intoxicated, large social gatherings

possible front triggers ;; perceived threats to the system

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cisid(s) ;; russian, white, socialist, spy, femme fatale, catholic

transid(s) ;; transProgrammed, transDeltaProgramming, transUSAmerican, transDPD, transJewish

kink/fetish/para(s) ;; odaxelagnia, hybristophilia

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moodboard ;; found here

playlist ;; "why don't you do right?" - who framed roger rabbit / "army dreamers" - kate bush / "summertime sadness" - lana del rey / "who's afraid of little old me?" - taylor swift / "history of man" - maisie peters

kinlist ;; natasha romanoff (black widow) / yelena belova (black widow) / margo (the menu)

bonus info ;; n/a

[narcissisticpdcultureis]

npd culture is hating the fact that your friends like somebody you loathe more than you hate them. why do they flock to you with compliments but not me? why do they respond to what you say but not me? why does everyone comment on your art, but not mine, when they've called themselves my friends for years longer than they've even known you? /nay

bonus npd + moral ocd culture is getting simultaneously furious and TERRIFIED whenever people don't immediately comment on your stuff with at least a small compliment because what if you did something wrong and they're all talking shit about how horrible and insulting your cute drawing is, but also how FUCKING DARE they, because they should feel fucking lucky to have SEEN IT IN THE FIRST PLACE

-🥀🎀🐦‍⬛ as a signoff please!

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[featheredcrowbones]

hello im definitely a real anon mhm mhm and i wanted you to know im your biggest fan and i love your work ദ്ദി(｡•̀ ᗜ <)~✩‧₊

lmfdsoifj and i LOVE YOURS!!!!!!!!!!!! im YOUR BIGGEST FAN!!! i adore you <33