#owlet watches

[owletstarlet]

(But this is the funniest shit ever, actually—

[pumpkin-wants-a-cherry-scone]

Re: tokyo mew mew AU

so I changed the whole thing pretty much BUT.

Her animal is still a forest owlet, but her fruit is mangosteen. I changed things to fit mangosteen (quick drawing of mangosteen depicted on the left; ignore my attempt at a star fruit next to it. I was brainstorming)

Name: Mew Mango (not mangosteen cause that's too long to say :p) (slightly confusing) (I guess the whole thing is fine) (idk) (if anyone feels compelled you can create your own name I'd love to hear one) (I'm not being sarcastic)

Weapon: Da-mango-maru (instrument is a damaru)

Attack: ribbon mangostaan-u storm-o (or smthn)? (unsure on how well storm and the damaru match. but maybe the sound of the drum could be like rain?)

@ebbpettier

apologies that I took a month. I hope you have not perished

not sure where her mew mark would be? maybe on her back (like mint). I'm slightly tempted to have it on her knee/back of her knee lol

it's probably obvious, but none of this is set in stone

redrew this picture of mint:

[herpsandbirds]

So watching a science/biology youtuber yesterday (if i recall correctly he's an evolutionary biologist) I learned that one of the relatives of hummingbirds, (and this is exactly how the scientist describes them) look like muppets and many would think their photos are ai. So- your thoughts on birds that look like muppets?

Muppets - Hummingbird Relatives

So I'm not sure what the youtuber is talking about. The closest relatives of hummingbirds are Swifts and Treeswifts, but I suppose if you go up a level they are also a little more distantly related to nightjars, oildbirds, owlet nightjars, nightjars, potoos, and frogmouths.

family Trochilidae - order Apodiformes - (undefined clade) Strisores

Im not sure which relative looks like a muppet to this person, but i do agree that many members of the Strisores look like muppets.

I mean... I'm don for muppet ass lookin birds.

Spine-tailed Swift aka White-throated Needletail (Hirundapus caudacutus), family Apodidae, order Apodiformes, Australia

Resident (year round) in the Himalyas

Breeding in East Asia

Wintering in Australia

photograph by British Trust for Ornithology

Whiskered Treeswift (Hemiprocne comata), parent sitting on egg, family Hemiprocnidae, order Apoformes, found in SE Asia

photograph by DM

Blyth’s Frogmouth (Batrachostomus affinis), family Podargidae, order Podargiformes, Perlis, Malaysia

The frogmouths used to be included in the Nightjar/Goatsucker order Caprimulgiformes, but as of 2019, are now in their own order. They are not as closely related to nightjars, as previously thought.

photograph by Junaidi Ismail 

Northern Potoo (Nyctibius jamaicensis ), mother and chick, family Nyctibiidae, order Nyctybiiformes, Costa Rica

Potoos used to be in the same order as nightjars, but are now placed in their own order.

photograph by Alvaro Cubero

Lesser Nighthawk (Chordeiles acutipennis), EAT UP A TASTY BUG!!!, family Caprimulgidae, order Caprimulgiformes, Salt River, AZ, USA

photograph by Deep Ujjawal

[xiepheer]

hello i was thinking this so does the Beast's have nicknames for Y/N like cute sweet and silly nicknames for them just for them to be very embarrassed about when they got older as well If the Beast's show any baby photos or videos of baby Y/N being very cute and i very much headcanon mostly Shadow Milk Cookie taking thoese photos/videos just to embarrassed Y/N

By the way now i can't stop seeing Y/N as a little owlet being born from a egg and being very fluffy and cute as well for them being a snow owl or something like that

Their Tiny Owlet

Beasts x daughter/son reader!

Scenario: Their nicknames for you and them showing your baby pictures!

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

Hello guys! As you can see, I have decided to open my Tumblr again!

Honestly I'm more active in tiktok rather than other social medias!

But here! 💗

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

Mystic Flour cookie

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

For Mystic Flour, her nicknames for you as her duaghter will be 'Dear', 'Dear daughter', 'Dearest', or 'Child'.

Why?

She sees you as one of the most important things in her world.

Of course it's because you're her offspring and she knew if she loses you, then she loses the very thing she created.

And of course, creations can be fragile if not watched properly.

Shes not the type to be teasing you.

The fact she's as quiet as the wind flowing in peace.

The wind is quiet but can be strong.

She's the mother where actions speak well.

She would take care of you but teach you less about words.

She would rather teach you how to act polite and be polite.

And she would assign you a private tutor or give you dictionary simply because she's not too fond of words.

Or maybe is that (headcanon) she speaks in her ancient language when English wasn't a language yet.

When she was walking around, cleaning and organizing the things that aren't supposed to be there,

She stumbled upon a box.

But not just any box.

The box full of your memories.

She took the stuff out and nostalgia hit her.

She could see how fast you've grown.

From a tiny sprout to a sprout that is able to stand on its own.

She opened her eyes to stare at the photos and after centuries, she manages to smile.

It was small but it was noticeable.

She decided to take these and show you this.

She didn't see anything wrong to seeing your old baby photos. Why you are embarrassed seeing your old photos.

She didn't see anything wrong to you at all.

You claimed it was because you used to be chubby or fat or ugly but she didn't see anything wrong with that.

"Dear child, your appearance when you were young was how any normal person would look like. Do not feel embarrassed for seeing a natural part of a cycle"

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

Burning Spice cookie

You, being his only child means you have to go through ridiculous things.

Such as nicknames.

His nicknames for you was 'Warrior' or 'Sprout' or 'Little thing'

He didn't see much into you but put more work into making you the heir of the throne.

He he doesn't even know who the mother is.

He trained you to fight and wield a sword.

To win every battle you've come crossed.

That is his true desires with you.

He never really liked children much.

Why?

He sees them more as a nuisance and a pain in the ass.

But you, you live for a purpose.

And that purpose was to fight and be the next head of the throne.

When he found your baby pictures, he could only feel proud at how you went from a weakling to a warrior.

He would show you and tell you how much you've grown and grown strong.

You, on the other hand, couldn't help but feel embarrassed at you old weak state.

You were weka but it all takes progress.

"Oh I definitely understand why you feel embarrassed! You were weak!!! But nows the time to feel proud for as you've grown twice as strong as you were when you were young!!"

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

Shadow Milk cookie

Being the daughter/son of this jester clown means you also have to go through his nuisance tricks.

But mainly, he calls you by the names 'Lil clown' or 'Little girl/boy' or calls you by your name. Sometimes he even adds 'ily' in the end of your name. (Similar to Vanilly)

He never actually did it with anyone but created you as a mere puppet.

But to his surprise, he's created more than a puppet.

A puppet with a brain of its own.

At first, he was shocked to even find out that you were learning.

Most of his puppets would stay brainless and wouldn't even process the things around them.

But you, he considers you as his daughter because you were created by him not by blood but was created by his own will.

He taught you things and even taught you to embrace deceit itself.

You weren't just a brainless puppet, you have memories, emotions, feelings, sensations.

Those were the things that his other creations couldn't get.

Of course, it's your brain or mind was what was growing.

Your puppet body never actually grows.

Your body stay as it is but you improve.

Like a robot or AI.

Ai or robot stay as a robot or Ai and computer but it's their minds that improves.

Their body may not show and improvement, but it's the mental mind that is improving.

When he was lurking in his spire, he was surprised to find old photos of you.

You when your mind was 5 months old, 5 years old, or 10 years old.

When he showed this to you, you honestly didn't see any difference.

Why?

Well obviously it's because it's you mind that changes.

But of course he still teases you for being naive and innocent back then.

You never truly desired to feel embarrassed but it's what he says that makes you feel embarrassed.

"Oh don't feel embarrassed now! You're my greatest creation! You should feel proud that you're unique! Or you would've been thrown in the pit where my other puppets lay!"

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝

Hi everyone! So sorry if this one is short but I hope you like it!

Also school is almost ending!

Might update more in the summer if I pass! (My grades are low but they're still passed)

Let's see if I'm going to pass or pass away!

Anyways guys, byeee!

[fatchance]

There was a ruckus in the pines behind my house yesterday. I watched a Cooper's hawk bullying two great horned owl fledglings. The owlets were very protective of each other, huddling together and shielding each other from the hawk with their wings. In the final photo you can see one of the owls lost a down feather in the brawl.

Great horned owls / búho cornudo (Bubo virginianus), in Sierra Vista, Arizona.

[anotheroceanid]

My gods, the Disney Hercules Athenide au is hands-down the most hilarious thing I’ve read today. Just imagine, the ending scene, where Perse is standing in front of her parents at the gates of Olympus, explaining that she got brain da- I mean, she fell in love with her cousin (the same baby cousin she made faces at in the introductory scene) and wants to live a mortal life with him.

And the funniest part: her parents would totally accept it.

Fish Poseidon is going to stand there holding his trident and looking proud as fuck of his daughter while Disney Athena will go so far as to kiss Perse’s forehead and say something like “go with my blessings owlet.”

Meanwhile, real Poseidon and Athena are screaming crying throwing up.

😂😂😂😂😂😂 whatever version of this is HILARIOUS

I am legit thinking about writing it, but as if the gods were watching. Perse’s plot line would be similar to Meg’s, something like she deciding to forsake her immortality for a man (probably Odysseus, because we’re not working with accuracy here) and he left her for another woman, but now Perse can’t return to Olympus so she starts working to hades for reasons (??), idk she lost faith in her parents or something, hades fooled her, didnt think this through yet.

Then, she meets Hercules and she knows who he is, after all she was a goddess until recently. But she’s like “oh, you want to be a god? Good luck”

Disney hercules: omg, you are Athenide, protector of heroes

Perse: not anymore, and if I know a thing or two about heroes is that they’re not worthy of my time (my girl Perse would die if she heard that)

Things happen, blah blah blah, and obviously Perse’s heroic act is not enough to make her a goddess because yk, she still needs to be saved, and also it makes Hercules look nicer when he refuses immortality for her instead of, idk, making her a goddess again

[to-hagsmire-and-back]

Skench and Spoorn were only owlets when their lives were turned on their heads. Skench, having witnessed her parents' demise at the talons of a once-trusted neighbor, suffers from immense paranoia. Everyone is out to get her. Nobody can be trusted.

Spoorn, belonging to such a small species of owl, feels helpless in a world where they could only stand back and watch as their parents were slaughtered by an attacking predator. A black mirror of Soren and Gylfie, the owls found one another in an orphanage. Skench learns to trust only Spoorn. Spoorn vows to never be weak again. Together, they grow into power within this orphanage, and that power slowly corrupts them...

TytoT2000/A_A_Ironwood's very interesting headcanon from my gahoole server !!!

[hopelessromantic5]

Merthur fluff for the soul

Thank you for reading.

Baby owls are a lot smaller than one would think.

When Arthur’s horse came upon a fallen fledgling in the forrest, he stopped and cradled it, checking for injuries. He found what seemed to be a broken wing but otherwise, nothing fatal.

Arthur knew exactly what he was going to do, the moment he set eyes on the creature.

As if reminding him, a very familiar voice called out from behind.

“Arthur, what is it?”

Without saying anything, Arthur rose and tucked the tiny creature further into his own wing, hidden from immediate sight.

He turned, and stalked up to his manservant who was still looking to him expectantly for an answer.

Arthur presented the owl to Merlin.

Whose entire aggravated persona fell away when his eyes cast upon it.

To Arthur, it was worth it all just for that. The absolutely besotted look on Merlin’s face as he cupped the bird into his hands without being told to.

Arthur tried to hide his smile, at that.

He pushed it down to a small smirk that just wouldn’t go away.

“It’s yours.” Arthur said, then immediately turned away, not seeing Merlin’s expression.

He was never one to face his emotions head on.

After he mounted his horse again, he heard Merlin say

“Thank you.” In the softest tone Arthur had ever heard.

The owlet’s wing was patched up when Arthur saw it next.

Sitting atop his manservant’s shoulder, watching the world around him, seemingly unbothered.

Arthur felt something like pride well in his chest. In his own eyes, the owl was a gift to Merlin. A companion.

And now everyone saw it.

Of course, they wouldn’t know, but Arthur would. And that’s all that matters.

“He doesn’t like when you stare at him.” Merlin said while stacking dirty plates to take to the kitchens.

“Even if I’m admiring the shine of his feathers, he still doesn’t like it?”

“He knows that’s not what you’re doing. He’s very clever.” Merlin’s smile broke through. “Don’t underestimate him or you might wake up with one less eye.” He shrugged and started towards to door.

“Is that a threat, little bird?” Arthur questioned to the bird that definitely couldn’t understand him. “That’s treason, you know.”

Just as they made it to the door, the bird let out an answering squawk to which Merlin threw his head back and laughed.

It was a beautiful sound that echoed through the silence of the camber once he’d gone.

The next day, it was raining.

Storming all hell was more like it. Lightning falling trees and wind going faster than any human could withstand.

Everyone living in the lower town were locked in their homes.

And the nobles were locked in the castle.

Arthur, of course, was locked in his cambers with Merlin…and the bird.

“Achilles.” Merlin corrected him as they stared out the window towards the pelting rain.

“Pardon?”

“His name. Achilles. A great warrior.” Merlin smiled to himself, like that it meant something to him.

Maybe it did, or maybe Arthur was just getting his hopes up.

At the mention of his name, the bird flew a few inches off Merlin’s shoulder before landing back down with a thump.

“Stop that. I told you, you shouldn’t be doing that yet. It’ll make it worse.” Merlin scorned the bird, and it seemed to pout in response.

Merlin came back with

“Yes. Well.”

Then he turned back to the rain.

As if they two had a conversation, and it was over now.

Arthur narrowed his eyes at the two.

[levisrations]

Levi is constantly checking to see if your baby is breathing. Wakes up in a cold sweat in the middle of the night to watch his belly go up and down and put his hand near his face. If it was modern levi he’d have that owlet monitor thing.

[ghost-bxrd]

...don't suppose we'll get to see Dickie confronting his owlet (not that he knows it) soon? Have been wondering if watching Dickie completely no-holds-barred throwing himself at what he views as another Talon without so much as a passing thought for self preservation would be enough to shake some sense into Jason...not TOO much sense, of course, but enough to realize that his dying pretty much destroyed his Big Bird.

Jason will definitely make on onscreen debut soon. As to how that confrontation happens… well, a long while back @cyrwrites had the most amazing idea for it, and I’m most likely sticking to it for the largest part 🫣

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Okay, two things: One, for this Owl AUz go watch the ordinal music video by Owl City for the song To The Sky (they did it for the Guardians of Ga'Hoole movie, and the guy turns into an Owl at the end! I think?). Two, let's make a backstory for (mutant) owl avian/harpy Reader!

• Reader, a lonely owlet, lived in a great forest kingdom once. They had a comfy hollow they lived in, fresh insects and meat brought to them to eat, a fluffy nest full of down feathers, and possibly even parents or siblings or family of some kind...

• Then, for an unknown reason, they no longer had a home. They were alone...

• They ended up snatched by the owls of St. Aegolius (owlet-nappers who brainwash them with the full moon so they're obedient, mindless slaves or soldiers or workers). Reader outwits them and ends up not moonblinked, but it takes a few moons for them to escape... but they do, barely able to fly, flapping into the fading rosy dawn, and away to wherever the wind takes them...

• They find themself unable to go any further, collapsing to an abandoned place, where mists rise from the grounds and lakes and streams, and where, in a cave betwixt two old, ancient trees, a forge lays... Coals are kept hot and safe from the elements, there are tools along the walls and stony niches, there's a pit and tongs and a few helmets... so Reader learns, with no help, how to manipulate fire, then metal...

• And that is how they become an amateur blacksmith/rogue smith, who tends to make odd figurines and charms, but can sharpen blades and make weapons if needed...

(This is just an idea! You can come up with ideas and we'll see if they can fitted, or if we can alter the story in some way! This is just an idea, mainly if Reader learns how to manipulate fire and tries to make stuff)

[owletstarlet]

(I know the rest of you have seen the season already but moment of appreciation for Natori’s VA who just Really Understood The Assignment—

It’s the ‘Why :) The Hell :) Are You Here :) :) :)’ of it all

[somepsychopomp]

In the wild, owls will swipe other owls off of branches over territorial disputes, food, etc.

owl monster Athena should watch her owlet fight in the Trojan War from afar, proud of how well he's doing, until she perceives that another Greek hero is about to poach a kill that she thinks rightfully belongs to Odysseus.

She won't snatch the poor man off the ground and carry him away to be eaten (they're technically still on Odysseus' side and she's still the goddess of war), but every once in a while, a massive shadow will befall the battlefield. Athena will swoop in, talons wide open, to topple a poor random Greek warrior so that her baby can get his rightful kill.

Plus, while all the Greeks try to give her praise and offerings to maintain her favor, Athena has to admit that the flesh of dead Trojans just tastes better when it's her baby who slaughtered them. (She's not sentimental in most ways save for this one.)

Bonus: Owl Athena & Vulture Ares locking talons and beaks over the battlefield, screeching at each other while shedding a flurry of feathers. Most of the fighting on the ground will have stopped by then as nearly every man gapes at the scene above them in awe and terror. Odysseus is mostly used to it so he continues sneakily killing people

[bisousie]

tethered. | sylus x fem!reader

hello again! i just thought that i would post something else I have written for sylus. for context, i wrote this after his myth came out and i just needed some sort of fluff for him lol. also this was written with my oc but i have since taken her out so everyone can enjoy :)

if anyone likes what i have so far i have a few blurbs that i've written for sylus that I can post on here! please remember this is all for fun and i am no writer!

xxox

MY DEAREST DARLING by etta james

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“Oh nothing, nothing, nothing in this world can keep us apart. My dearest darling, I offer you my heart”

The N109 Zone was quiet. A rare stillness hung in the air, the kind that only settled when Sylus wasn’t buried under layers of business deals and clandestine operations. His mansion, as opulent and polished as it always was, felt different today. Soft and inviting. Like it was letting go of its hard edges and breathing for the first time in a long while.

Sylus lay sprawled on the long, velvet couch in the living room, half-drunk on an old bottle of wine and fully immersed in the mindless drama playing out on the screen in front of him. The Real Housewives of the N109 was in full swing, a show so absurd and over-the-top that it became their guilty pleasure. Ridiculous fights, petty arguments, and larger-than-life characters—it was a chaotic mess that, for some reason, they both adored.

A small smile tugged at the corner of Sylus’s mouth as the latest character threw a drink in someone’s face. His eyes twinkled with amusement, a rare vulnerability creeping through his usual mask of control. She, watching him from the doorframe with a tray of snacks in her hands, couldn’t help but smile herself. She hadn’t seen him this relaxed in ages, and it made her heart swell with something tender and unexpected.

Her gaze softened as she stepped closer, placing the tray down on the coffee table and sinking into the space beside him. Her fingers brushed against the fabric of his shirt as she leaned into him, feeling the weight of his arm stretched across the back of the couch. For a moment, she simply rested her head on his shoulder, basking in the warmth of his presence. This, this was real. Not the leader of Onychinus. Not the ruthless man with blood on his hands. But Sylus. Just Sylus. And in this quiet moment, she found herself seeing him—truly seeing him—for the first time.

Sylus stiffened slightly when she wrapped her arms around him, but the hesitation didn’t last long. He shifted, pulling her close with a soft grunt, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. His fingers brushed her hair, a gesture so tender it made her chest ache.

“Oh, is this a prize for something I’ve done?” he asked, his voice low and teasing, but there was a softness to it—an intimacy she had never known he was capable of showing.

She shook her head, her lips curling into a small, affectionate smile. “No,” she murmured, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw. “I just love you.”

His chuckle, deep and warm like the burn of whiskey, sent a shiver down her spine. “I love you too, owlet.”

The name, so uniquely his for her, made her heart swell even more. He had a way of making her feel as though she was the only one in the universe. In his arms, with his voice rumbling in her ear, she knew she was safe. More than safe—she was home.

There was no reason for her love to feel this way. No clear explanation. She hadn’t asked for it. Hadn’t planned it. Yet, somehow, she had fallen for Sylus Qin in a way that went deeper than logic. Her love for him wasn’t simply an emotion—it was a devotion. A fierce, quiet certainty that no matter what came between them, she would always be tethered to him. Even now, with the faintest of fears nestled deep within her, she couldn't let go. She didn't want to.

Sylus’s arms tightened around her, and for a moment, she imagined curling up inside him, becoming part of him, as if somehow doing so would keep him here—keep him close. The thought that one day she could lose him, that he could slip away from her grasp, was an unspoken fear she couldn’t shake.

She snuggled closer, pressing herself even tighter against his side, as if the sheer closeness could erase that fear. Her fingers dug into the fabric of his shirt, holding on with a desperation that surprised even her. She didn’t want to think about the day he might not be there. Not when she could feel his heartbeat beneath her ear. Not when his breath was warm against her skin, steady and reassuring.

He tilted his head, pressing a kiss to the top of her hair, the lightest touch of his lips against her. “Don’t worry, my darling,” he whispered, his voice softer now, like the promise of something unwavering. “I’m not going anywhere.”

And for the first time, she believed him. She let herself believe him completely, knowing that whatever they had—this rare, fragile, precious connection—it was theirs.

She tightened her grip on him just a little bit more, sinking deeper into his warmth, not letting go. In this quiet moment, with the laughter of the TV drama echoing in the background, Sylus was not the leader of Onychinus. He was simply the man she loved. And in this stillness, in each heartbeat shared between them, she knew that whatever the future held, she would always be right here, with him. Forever.

[thetinyblossom]

🌸~ Personal Agere Headcanons—

🍡~ Self indulgent —

🌸~ Fandoms — Vox Machina (Critical Role), Guilty Gear Strive, Dungeon Meshi and Arcane (League of Legends)

🍡~ Template by — @ember-owlet

Thank you so much for such a fun template/game!!!

My personal rambles + Blank template under cut!

🌸~ Template —

🍡~ Rambles—

🎲~ Vox machina —

Almost all Flips, Pike is a Caregiver/Babysitter and Grog is a Regressor, rarely taking a caregiver role and if he does is a big sibling/uncle like relationship

Vex has a caregiver lean, while Vax has more of a regressor lean (that’s why I put them in each category)

Gilmore is Vax’s papa <33 he adores Vax so much, always giving him little gifts and treats!

Percy has moments with a bigger regressor or cg lean, it’s really depending on the day

Keyleth is the clingiest girl ever, shy little bunny!

Scanlan is also a pet regressor but more infrequent, regressing to a doggy or tiger cub

🥘~ Dungeon Meshi —

Again, almost all flips lol Chilchuck is a caregiver/babysitter and Izutsumi is a age and pet regressor

Laios is a big brother cg and regresses to a puppy, dragon or any monsters he feels connected to at the moment

Falin is Marcille’s caregiver and vice-versa! (Flip4Flip)

Senshi has a caregiver lean but Chilchuck can always coax him into regressing, the whole party knows how much he needs someway to cope with his past, they are all glad to help Senshi take a break from his guardian role

🦋~ Arcane —

I haven’t watched all of Arcane, but I got hcs!!!!

Give Jinx a break!!!! Let my girl regress!!!

Vi would be the most caring caregiver to Jinx, she really wants to make up for the time she lost away from her and all the pain Jinx had to go through

Vi also regresses but is really ashamed about it, Caitlyn always needs to reassure her and tell her how much she loves taking care of her

Viktor is also a regressor (another one that needs a break)

⚙️~ Guilty Gear

Im gonna be honest, I don’t know much about the whole game lore, but I know bits of lore

Elphelt is an age (1-5 yro) and pet regressor (Bush Dog), Nagoriyuki is her caregiver <3

Nagoriyuki at first didn’t understand anything about agere but he decided to learn more about it for Elphelt’s sake, he thinks is rather cute

Slayer is soooo cg, he definitely takes care of any little one he sees, maybe even Sharon (his wife) is a regressor!

[blackrocks-king]

[ "Hello, your highness. It's *me* again :)" ]

*the familiar voice appears again. . . The young one looked around to see if the mysterious yet strange adventurer was around him. It wasn't the case, the young prince decided not to ask himself how does it even works*

[ "I just wanted to say that—. . . I'm not gonna sugarcoat it, I do think being honest to kids is also important. The future would be tough but you *are* strong, Prince Aspy, don't ever forget that. You should never let anyone or any *voices* around, plague your mind. I know you can do this. . . You are *not* weak. You are *not* a failure. You are a *good* person and would be a *good* king, always remember that, m'kay?. . ." ]

*while there wasn't any presence around him, he could feel a hand patting his head* [ "take care of yourself, alright, your highness?. . ." ]

*the familiar voice said until it couldn't be heard nor felt the presence anymore. . .*

*Seems T̶̢̧̨̝̺̺̿̑͆̀͋̎̅̓͘̕͝ȟ̸̨̯̲̝̳͓͎̭͖͊̄̔̽̓̂̋̇̋̀̕̚͜ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ P̴̘̤̯͙͐̔̍͊̑̏́̌̇̎̓̀͘l̷̢̨̨̫̼͙̞͉̗͉̖̲̖̞̿̉â̸̙͐͑̌̿͛̽y̷̧̰̲͍̝̘̗̩̑̇͐̾̽̏͊͑̇̃̉͜ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ŕ̶̛̰̱̈́̀́̑̿̾͛͂̈́͗̓̈́̒͘͝️ The Adventurer

won't appear any time soon. . .*

(OOC; watch me comfort a fictional character, that's crazy bro— I JUST CAN'T. HE LOOKS SO PRECIOUS, I JUST WANT TO HUG HIM AND PROTECT HIM FROM EVERYTHING. he looks such a cutie little owlet T_T 💔 *ugly cries*)

Ah— I.. ?!—

. . . Oh.

Small faint sobs and sniffles can be heard with muffled repeated ‘sorry’s and ‘Thank you’s.

It is time for bed, Prince Aspen. A new day awaits. Good night!