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[m1d-45]

More unrelated Bird Xiao blurbs because this idea has me in a chokehold.

Xiao always felt guilty about the scar he left on your hand when he but you. He nuzzles that scar with his little feathered head every chance he gets.

Zhongli noticing Xiao is in a much better mood these days. When the former archon asks the yaksha about it, he swears he saw Xiao give a small smile before he left to pray to the creator.

Xiao gets hurt in his bird form. He can't fight back in this little body and ends up with a broken wing. When the true creator finds him, he can only chirp sadly and apologetically. 'I'm so sorry,' he thinks, 'I just wanted to find you.' But instead of leaving him there like he expected, you oh-so-carefully pick him up and use what little powers you have to heal him. His heart aches for you when he hears you murmuring comforting words to him while you hold him close. He never wants you to let go of him.

-sibling anon, who is currently fixated on all the fluff+angst material of this idea

honestly i could probably post this stuff as like. a Genuine Post. but i wanna answer this now and also have a really sad post right after valentine’s day (which is already q’d) so… here’s 800 words of bird xiao :)

xiao’s fond of sitting in your palm, head resting on the small scar on your finger. he feels so bad for it, always, the glimpse of blue engrained in his memory, but he hopes by covering it you won’t hate him for it.

you don’t hold it against him (honestly, you probably forgot) and treat him as you always do: with kindness. you pet over his wings and give him your almonds, and in return he sings you a gentle song.

he’s seen at the inn less and less often, it’s so quiet on the balcony that verr ends up calling zhongli over. the consultant knew the yaksha, somehow, and she hoped he could find out what was wrong. zhongli wasn’t expecting anything serious, but when the balcony was empty even after he called for him…

(across liyue, xiao stiffened in your hands. you frowned, but he only flapped up, up, and away, leaving you as suddenly as he arrived)

xiao appears a moment before zhongli was going to call again, seeming… almost relaxed.

they talk, and though xiao swears he’s keeping up with his duties… zhongli knows he isn’t lying, but he can see how his debt has lessened. his shoulders are straighter, he isn’t as hunched over, and his hands aren’t balled at his side.

zhongli eventually shrugs it off. hes not surprised xiao hasn’t been hanging around as often when the traveller recently went to sumeru; love does strange things to people.

xiao’s only seen you in his mortal form once, and it was entirely by accident.

he’d been traveling from one hilichurl camp to the next, and your paths had crossed. he’d frozen, unused to seeing you when he want the size of your palm, but even from a distance he could see the terror in your eyes.

he hated it.

he couldn’t move for you if he wanted to—he did, he wanted to stop and hold you like you’d held him, wanted to brush his hands over your skin and assure you you had nothing to fear—as you turned and fled, leaving him alone on the trail. he couldn’t blame you, in truth, not when his spear was drawn and his face was taught with irritation. it made sense you’d be afraid of him, just… he wasn’t prepared for it to hurt this badly.

he’s been careful to only approach you in his smaller form ever since, no matter how far he had to fly. it wasn’t worth scaring you.. not after he’d already hurt you once.

he was distracted as he flew, not seeing the hawk that was diving for him until it was too late. the claws of the larger bird slammed him into the earth with a sharp crack, and he let out a cry. he couldn’t shift, not now, not when it was the time when you were usually walking about-

“hey!”

the bird didn’t pay attention to your call, only pressing xiao down further, but he did. he tried to wriggle from the hawk’s grip, to avoid the sharp beak that could spell his death in this smaller form. all he needed to do was get out, to slip free- but what if you saw him? would you still be afraid of him?

a large stick hit at the hawk, knocking its beak from xiao. you’d picked one up, one of the many splintering sticks scattered in liyue. you.. were protecting him.

the hawk cried and let him go, flapping backward, but you continued to jab at the dirt in front of it until it caved in and flew away.

xiao tried to flip to his feet, but one of his wings was hurt badly, pain shooting up his shoulder when he tried to move it. another weak chirp slipped out of him without his meaning to, and you turned, worry on your face.

you knelt—you shouldn’t be doing that, not to him, not when he was so dark and you were such a bright light—and carefully picked him up, cradling his small form in your palm. the warmth from your hands quickly covered his body, seeping into the definitely broken bone and easing some of the pain.

you carried him back to your messy camp, carefully hand-feeding him bits of almonds. if he weren’t covered in feathers, he’d surely have flushed a bright red, but he couldn’t deny that the food did help slightly.

for the rest of the day, he sat in your palm in a quiet half-sleep, weakly chirping whenever you checked on him. other birds came and went, but you kept him sheltered in your hand, wiping away any dust on his feathers.

by the time morning came, his wing was barely even sore.

[tenthsfreezeout]

hii i queued this post for when i am living my best life rafting 60km down the most beautiful river for a few days so seeee youuu xxxx

[houseflyy]

melody chilling in your muse's pocket like this

[elderwisp]

hi legends ok so i have decided staring june i would like to go back to posting twice a week in regards to story posts! i was thinking tues/thurs or mon/fri

[ofdetonation]

@shocksugars: "If I die, Kacchan, I want you to have my guitar and stuff, Kirishima has a guitar already and why is the ceiling spinning ahh I feel weird." meme: unprompted. ╱ status: always accepting.

someone's screwed up on pain meds. considering the amount of damage he did to his own body, it's not surprising to see that they needed him on some hefty medication ... but that means he sometimes says some weird shit. and the young bakugou is categorising this under one of those times.

❝ what are you on about this time, dunce ? ❞ if he dies ? getting his guitar and stuff ? he shoves a hand over the other blond's eyes, if just to save him from the world spinning. ❝ go to sleep. you're talkin' nonsense. ❞

[rudennotgingr]

[vntageheart]

pls ignore my lil tag dump

[marilyn-jeanne]

[dynmghts]

TRANSMISSION FROM @eraseur : “ i must be hurt pretty bad if you’re being this nice to me. “ TRANSMISSION ENDED / SETTLING DUST , ACCEPTING .

being nice wasn't a part of the equation ; his teacher, his mentor, was hurt. and while katsuki had spent many days gritting his teeth while listening to lesson after lesson from the other, he can't help but remember the broadcast after he was kidnapped / where aizawa was one of the only ones that believed in him.

even in saying that, though, the young bakugou can't help but glare at his teacher, hands working carefully to try and tend to the wounds. if he does this right, then he'll at least be stable. but first - ❛ sensei, respectfully shut the fuck up. ❜

the wounds were deep and some of them were close to arteries. if katsuki was willing to admit it to himself, aizawa was hurt badly - and he knows that aizawa knows it. but if he had any sort of say in it, hands working to clean the wound and dress it and apply pressure one step after another, it was that he wasn't going to let aizawa bleed out here ... [ not while he has so much more to learn from him. ] ... and die with whatever the hell never left his mind.

the solace in having katsuki deal with this is that he's efficient.

❛ i'll make damn fucking sure you're stable 'til help gets here, so you better not bleed out on me. ❜ the downside ? he isn't very gentle. ❛ got it ? ❜

[dynmghts]

❛ if you what ? ❜ this was moving too fast. it was one thing to wake up in monoma's grasp after getting a nasty knock to the head ... [ which he should be concerned about. was he concussed ? ] ... but it was another to be told ; oh, they'll be unconscious if i did it right.

katsuki winces at the raised voice again. a snarl crosses his face, finally, ignoring his lingering confusion to bark back ; ❛ does it look like i'd break a leg and get my ass kicked for your fucking attention, mimic ? get the hell over yourself. ❜

maybe he shouldn't ask. maybe monoma does, in fact, think that of him.

stubbornly, the blond rolls to push himself up off the ground, putting all the weight on his good leg - though it doesn't prevent the pain surging from the other, teeth gritting together and face scrunching up in response. he balances meticulously for a few moments. he tries some weight on his bad leg and immediately hisses, lifting it up once more within seconds.

❛ motherfucker, ❜ he growls out. crimson glares at the predicament he's found himself in, then to monoma, knowing what he'd have to demand. but, as pride would have it ... ❛ oi. you done yapping ? ❜

why would he willingly ask monoma neito for help ?

"You have no right to tell me to stop yelling!" He's begun pacing, while Bakugo collects his bearings, hands gesturing along with every agitated word.

"I really can't believe you'd have the audacity- No, who am I kidding, I do totally believe you would! Unreal!" Neito pauses to wipe his mouth on his sleeve, the lingering taste doing his raging temper absolutely no favors.

Bakugo's question does, however, at least briefly turn his attention away from it.

"Mm? Oh, are they?" He blinks and looks back at the villains. "They should be. Unconscious, I mean. I think. If I did it right." He doesn't quite like how unsure that statement comes out, so Monoma trots a bit closer to one of them to check for the up-and-down of a breathing chest.

Oh, good. Good!

"Unconscious. Yes. Now can we please get back to the topic at hand? You are such a dick!"

[elderwisp]

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[ofdetonation]

@setsunaid inquired : ✔ // mikaela and / or mitsuri ! ╱ quick & easy plotting guide.

let’s go for both!!

mikaela:

Do I know your muse(s):      yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Setting:      our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other

Pre-established relationships?      yes | no | depends on the relationship

Possible relationships:      friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protector - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other 

I’m in the mood for:      fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other

Feel free to:      message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests

mitsuri:

Do I know your muse(s):      yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Setting:      our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other

Pre-established relationships?      yes | no | depends on the relationship

Possible relationships:      friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protector - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other 

I’m in the mood for:      fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other

Feel free to:      message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests

[inklore]

hiatus.

unfortunately your girl has been suffering deeply in a mental health crisis for months now and it’s only seeming to get worse the more time i spend online. therefore i’m going to take some steps back for a bit. could be long could be short idk.

maybe i’ll come online to post writings or gifs if inspiration strikes and it helps the battle going on inside my brain. i’m not too sure. but i do know i can’t be chronically on here for right now.

i have some posts q’d up and certain mutuals have my number and discord if you wish to check in. but consider this my i’m going ghost post. i hope you all understand, i adore you <3

[dilatorywriting]

hello!! i recently got into the twst fandom, and the first thing I read was your fic ‘how to survive a shovel talk’ and I just had to write to you and express how much joy it gave me! I swear I haven’t laughed that hard nor enjoyed a fic that genuinely, and so wholly in a very long time. I didn’t know that I would find precisely that in this fandom, and that led me through a rabbit hole of browsing your works and what do you know, there was no end to how much I enjoyed and laughed throughout all of them (because yes, I did read all of them, stayed up late and everything 🥹; they are that good). So, I guess what I wanted to say is, I appreciate you putting your works out there, and allowing others to read them and (I’m already biased) enjoy them, more so get immersed in them, or at least, that’s what happened with me. Thank you again for writing, and I wish you have a wonderful day/night!

(also, sorry for the somewhat reblog spam you’ll get from me 🥲 I q’d them all so as to not inconvenience you lol, but I just couldn’t stop after one 😭)

Thank you!!!~ I’m always so happy to see new people getting sucked into this wee fandom and being like “!! There are other people here!!!” We are smol but mighty, me thinks. And not a bother! I LOVE the spam actually. It always makes me happy-giggle to be like “ahh, I see someone’s going on a binge this evening!”

[okcomputeroknotok19972017]

getting the new blog q’d up 👍 will be officially Posting on there later today. again i’m moving to @zoology go follow me there :)

[dynmghts]

somehow, even the war couldn't hinder izuku midoriya's desperate need to land himself in the hospital every other week.

maybe every other week was a small exaggeration on katsuki's end - but a certain someone likes to test that theory, and when aizawa had to ... [ regrettably. ] ... inform the blond about izuku's new visits, katsuki's been the one to grit his teeth and convince himself to not march through the hospital to strangle that idiot. to the blond's credit, he's even managed to confine himself to the dorms while waiting for the little shit to crawl his way out of the hospital.

which he does. and, as expected, it's a bee-line to the young bakugou.

katsuki begins their interaction with a very pointed glare to the green-haired boy, though it is swiftly replaced with a raise of the brow - unhinged ? ❛ you mean to tell me you're not already unhinged ? jesus. what the hell am i about to be conscripted into, huh ? ❜

he says that as if he didn't have an opportunity to say no.

He's been grounded in the dorms for um...decisions that may or may not have placed him in the hospital for a week. Okay two weeks. Honestly it wasn't his decisions that landed him there, technically it was the villains that got him injured. Aizawa didn't take that very well, but people needed to be saved and he couldn't just stay still!

The important part is he's free to leave today, yay! He's taking someone with him, and that someone is Kaachan. Since everyone else is out and he knows Kaachan is here. They're gunna go somewhere, anywhere. They can get food, watch a movie, maybe get a piercing! Haha, he's joking. First thing first though, convincing Kaachan to hang out with him.

Once he hunts him down, he grins in greeting.

"Kaachan! I'm free to leave the dorms today." He announces like it's the best thing ever. " And to celebrate I’m going to let myself be a little unhinged today, as a treat. Wanna come? ”

@dynmghts liked for a starter / insp by this prompt post