#she has 4 birbs

[tanuki-pyon]

AU where Wednesday is a witch bc I love putting silly hats on my blorbos

[mutantceri]

Research Note 125: 5 Therians Progress

Today was supposed to be a day of work on equipment, but somehow 5 of my friends had appointments today! So I stopped in on all of them. These notes may be important one day, but I also just love being able to write everyone's progress down.

[Artwork done amazingly and perfectly by https://www.furaffinity.net/view/59179875/ . Go. Check. Them. Out!]

Blue: Filling In I mention her a lot, but Dr. Blue has been one of the leading people on the biomedical side. She also has been instrumental in my transition, not only helping as I realized who...what I was, but helping facilitate. Sometimes, a little offputting, but always means well. (I wouldn't have anyone else, she is the leading mind in her field across the pond.) She had decided to transition a year prior to myself. Part of her always wanted to be a dragon, but most of her decided to be an otter. Once she moved over to this side of the Earth, she started transition. Our first few times working together, her skin had already turned color in patches. As her body changed, the fur patching continued. She's often explained it in her medical terminology, but it might as well be an alien language to me. The gist, her skin is having a hard time changing even though the rest of her body is rapidly accepting. It's been quite amazing seeing her come out of the lab each week a bit different anatomically, yet still patchy human skin. Likely, that's why we stay close, both have remnants of human we don't exactly want sticking around. We try to stay social outside of work. Outside, she's a playful sociable squeaky otter. Yet at work, she's laser-focused and stoic as all hell. Today, she wasn't supposed to be at work, but she had to fill in for one of the techs whose treatment has left them too sore to come in. Surprised me when her blue-haired head turned the corner to throw me all of the data to load into the machines. And as usual, her seemingly grumpy ass stoically just, delivered them. In return, I smiled back and excitedly took them with a "Thaaaank youuuu, have a good day!" One day, her otterness will show at work too.

Tracy: Closer (KoboldHRT) There has been an... unfortunate situation created by other players in the animal/species HRT space. Some patients haven't actually been given proper treatment, and effectively have been turned to adjacent species. As far as I understand, our lab may be unethical for military practices, but experimentation without consent is next level. So, a team led by Dr. Blue and I have been working on effectively species transition, transition. Taking someone and trying to steer their body back to their preferred path. It doesn't take someone to 100% where they belong, but helps. We figured it's also a good way to help the hybrid species take form better.

My friend Tracy was one of a pair of sisters who chose to be dragons. Unfortunately, their doctors gave them treatment to become a kobold... If you know anything about the difference, you can see the problems. Tracy has been in treatment for 4 years, and now a year of adjacent transition. It's been hard, and long but she is progressing and growing better than expected. Hopefully, soon we will see dragon features start to come out. Then maybe, if we can find her sister, we can treat her too. But that's a story better told by her.

Pigeon: Next Steps (Pigeon HRT) It might shock you, but my friend named Pigeon, is a pigeon. She's near the end of the first phase of her transition, and looks the part of a rainbow birb. We've grown close over writing, and her's about her transition is phenomenal. But, she didn't just want to be a Pigeon, but a plush pigeon. Yes, you read that right. Plump, soft, full of stuffing. But science can't turn you inanimate. But, thanks to the mutation in my skin that left me fuzzy instead of scaly, we can get close. Quite a bit of editing and a bit of science I don't understand, make it possible. I had to have multiple sessions where they removed grafts to try and figure out the right combinations to create a similar mutation for a bird. But they got it down to this: First, her feathers will shorten, but fuzz up to be a bit floofy. Second, we will turn her body's fat production into cells that have large air pockets, simulating stuffing. She will have to gain so much, girth. Weight won't really change. This will also help immobilize her so she matches being more plush. To break the news, we found an adorable mini pigeon plushie, and at what was supposed to be her last appointment, we gave it to her. "Oh my god! She's adorable!" Pigeon coo'd at me. "She's you in a few years girl!" Her face froze, and then it hit her hard. It's so worth all the work to hear all the happy chirps!

T&R: Therapy Together (Hydra HRT) If you've been reading anything about species HRT you'll know there are plenty of dragons and adjacent chosen species. But rare few decide to not only change species; but to use the opportunity to work their split personality out, literally. I met T&R when I was shadowing an anesthesiologist for a plastic surgeon at another clinic. Their heads had split but not... separated, so invasive action was taken by their doctor. It was mutually nice knowing someone who not only was the same species, but had another voice in the head, so we stayed in touch as they recovered. After they recovery, they're doctor recommended more gene editing, and they just so happened to know someone in the field. So today they visited for a session, and afterward, we met up. For being split for awhile, they were still a bit out of sync. When I toured them through the backrooms of the lab, one head ducked under a pipe but didn't warn the other and smacked straight into their side. But of all the things they were learning, it was their size changes we all talked about the most of. Their necks have gotten to where they are more of the snake type, and they are very disoriented by it. I can relate, I've stretched about 4 inches everywhere in the last 2 months and it's very noticeable. I'm excited to see them next, they're progressing so fast compared to most, and have so many odd features that are coming out due to their complex genealogy and the decision to split. Essentially, I'm excited for my friend. Tasha: Fuzz I have a friend who's an artist, who we often use to help concept species. It took a while, lots of doing works for others, before long, she was the subject of her work. One day, she walked into my office looking for a way into the labs queue. Of course, we snuck her in. Tasha associated with cats the most, but not like a tiger, just a domestic long hair meow meow. What we didn't expect, was how well her body would take to that species. A bit too well. Everything seems to come in *fast* with her transition. I hadn't seen her in about three months due to our schedules not meeting up. When we did, I could barely recognize her. She had fully developed ears, paw pads, and a long, flowy, flippy tail. But one thing was missing, and REALLY missing. Not a single hair of her fur has come in yet. The skin has dyed and changed, clearly, melanin underneath is doing something. No fur though. Just her normal hair on her head. (It seems most of us don't lose it, more on that another note someday.) We hugged, had the usual pleasantries, and then the big question almost instantly. I've assured friends in their treatments time and time again, but this one is literally just a waiting game. And that's exactly what I told her. She's clearly nervous, but doing so well. I can't wait to see her face when it all comes, because, with her luck, it'll all come at once.

[mochinek0]

Daminette December 2023: 1-Mystery Theatre

"Welcome back to 'The Mystery Box'." Marinette declared, "I'm Ladybug."

"Robin." Damian stated.

"Now, last week we were going over The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Afterwards, there was a list of recommended books posted.

1.)The Puzzle Master by Danielle Trussoni

2.)The Silent Patient by Alex Michaelides

3.)Bullet Train and 4.)Three Assassins, both written by Kotaro Isaka and translated by Sam Malissa

5.)The Word is Murder by Anthony Horowitz

And for the more adventurous, 6.)Helter Skelter: the True Story of the Mason Murders by Vincent Bugliosi, Curt Gentry

You were also free to recommend your own favorite tastes for mysteries and crime. Today, we have special case in 'The Mystery Box' and I have a feeling everyone will like this one." she smiled.

Robin sighed, "That's what I'm afraid of."

"We know that many people have already left or are heading home for the holidays." Ladybug began, "So we thought of something-"

Robin sneered, "You thought of something."

"Don't get your feather's in a twist, Bird Boy." Ladybug cooed, "We wanted something everyone could enjoy; no matter how far. Today the mystery is: Ladybug and Robin! You are allowed to send in your questions, but if we feel something is too personal or close to giving away who we are, the question will be thrown out."

"Let the questions flow in." Robin commented.

Question one: Is there anyone you don't want to see during the holidays? There's always that one family member.

Ladybug smiled, "From the comments, I can see that lots of people agree with you; whether an uncle or aunt, a parent or a sibling. I'm afraid there's no one in my family I want to avoid, but there are old friends who turned out to be assholes. Those people I could go without."

"My family." Robin stated, "There was a reason I moved out, but I'm expected to be home because of my grandfather. I'm....excited to see my pets, though."

Question two: Are you going home for the holidays?

"Unfortunately." Robin sighed, "The show will be on hold until the break is over."

"No." Ladybug spoke.

"You're staying?" Robin shouted, "Why is this the first I'm hearing it?"

"My parents will be out of the country." Ladybug replied, ignoring her partner, "A relative is sick and they're leaving soon to help I've been looking up single holiday recipes to try this year."

"Lucky." Robin pouted.

"Robin, you can't cook." Ladybug retorted, "You'd end up burning the school down."

Robin should stay!

Robin, don't leave us!

Robin, what are you making for dinner tonight?

Robin, I'll teach you how to cook!

We can go out to eat!

Shut up! Let the bad bird burn down the school!

Birb

"Should we be concerned how many people want you to burn the school down?" Marinette questioned.

"I assume it has to due with finals." Damian smirked, "Also, I'm not doing it. I don't want to move back. I like my dorm."

Boooooo!

No!

Stay with us!

I got a C-, okay!

I failed -_-'

I don't want to retake that stupid class next year!!!

Need the evidence gone!!!!

Ladybug giggled, "Well, I can certainly say, it's no mystery how much our followers have faith in your cooking skills."

"Ha-ha." Robin spoke, rolling his eyes, "Besides, I can always order out."

"That would require you talking to people." Ladybug rebuffed.

"Not if I do it online." Damian answered, "Like you're one to talk; you're more introverted than I am. I know you have classes in person because there was no other option."

Question three: Are you dating? If so, why not invite her over?

"Not dating." Robin stated.

Ladybug declares, "Robin is my friend and he respects my boundaries."

"I'm Bi and lean more towards guys." he responds, "Girls are too clingy."

Ladybug scoffs, "Chat Noir was clingy."

"No." Robin declares, "Your mental ex-partner was obsessive and should be given a restraining order, should he ever find out who you are."

"Not arguing with you there." Ladybug replied.

Question four: You know each other? What makes Robin different from Chat Noir?

Ladybug rolls her eyes, "Yes; Robin and I know each other, personally. As many of you know, Chat Noir and I did not. To the people who aren't aware, I use to have my own podcast. Chat Noir is someone who reached out to me for a collab. We became known as the 'Bug and Cat Team'. We mostly spoke about the problems at school and social events surrounding the area."

"You don't have to say anything you don't want to." Robin spoke.

"I've talked about it before and several times after the incident; I'm fine talking about it now." Ladybug replied, "A topic came up during a podcast. Someone felt pestered by another individual; they claimed the person wanted to date them and had already rejected them. The person got more insistent and 'tried hard to win them over'."

"They harassed them." Robin sneered, "Just say it like it is."

Ladybug cleared her throat, "During that podcast, Chat Noir sided with the harasser and I didn't. I shouted at him and declared that I couldn't work with someone who thought harassing people was the right way to form a relationship. I shut down my side of the cast and blocked him. Suffice to say, the collab failed and I quit speaking my mind for awhile. Many people blamed me for the way the podcast ended. Some said Chat Noir was only joking. Others declared me the 'School's Voice of Reason'. Robin was the one to figure out who I was and reach out to me. He is the reason I'm back."

Question five: Do you think you two ever will date?

"I don't know." Robin explained, "I'd have to test her, first, if we ever got feelings for each other."

Ladybug smiled, "Oh, you're gonna test me? Is this part of the test, right now?"

"I prefer to get cheap food on the first few dates." Robin declared.

"Oh Kwami!" She laughed, "That reminds me of that stupid list we found: 'List of restaurants/places women refuse to go on a first date. Have you seen that list?"

Yes!

No!

What is it?

Who doesn't like pancakes?

Someone doesn't like pancakes?

They must live under a rock!

"I saved that list. It is now my go-to list for dates." Robin spoke, "Again, bye Ladies."

Ladybug laughs, "That list was so stupid! I would eat at any of them! The mystery is what ladies did that person talk to and why do they hate those places so much?"

"It was probably written by the same people who wants a six-figure working guy." Robin shrugged, "Sugar Daddies and Mommies."

"People!" Ladybug cried, "College people are broke! We are still broke when we finish! We got to pay back those stupid loans!"

"We don't have the money for some five-star Michelin resturant because you got a $2000 dress on clearance for $300 and you want to feel special!" Robin declared.

"You don't want fast food or some homecooked meal someone spent the day on? You don't want a family resturant? Guess what? You're gone! We don't want you either!" Ladybug shouted, "I don't know who told you that's the only way you're getting someone good for the rest of your life. Why do you think so many are invested in celebrity gossip? There's always someone cheating or divorcing; some scandal. Being rich doesn't mean you're happy and you're life is perfect!"

"I agree with Ladybug." he spoke, "If I desperately wanted a homecooked meal, I could just ask Ladybug to make me dinner and I would owe her a favor."

"How about a two star resturant in return?" she commented.

"Deal." Robin responded.

They both laughed.

"You can bring your boyfriend, if he wants to come; a friendly dinner." Ladybug continued.

Robin nodded, "I'll let him know."

Question six: I hear clicking sometimes. What is that?

"Oops!" Ladybug spoke, "Sorry; that's me! ADHD kicks in and I'm usually messing with a pen or a figit toy. I didn't realize the noise was getting picked up."

Relatable

Pen clicker here

I tap my nails on my desk

Leg bouncer!

They have tiny figit cubes!

Marinette smiled, "I'm so glad you all understand. I see a lot of links to....what look like toys. I'll look through them over the holiday."

Question seven: major?

"Uh, that's too personal." Ladybug commented.

"Agreed." Robin added.

Question eight: what made you start a podcast?

"I was bullied a lot." Ladybug answered, "Not everyone listened to me, even when I was right. Slowly, I stopped trying to speak up and just watched and waited for everything to fail. I decided I wanted my voice heard, even if a single person was listening."

"I prefer the illusion." Robin declared, "There's too many people in my life and sometimes, I'm not heard."

Question nine: Who is taller?

Robin began to snicker, causing Ladybug to glare.

"I am!" Robin stated, "Ladybug is....what is that term?"

"Don't you-" she began to scream.

"Fun-sized!" he finished.

"Fuck you!" Ladybug shouted, making him laugh.

"I'm not that short!" Ladybug yelled, "You're just taller and like to pick on me!"

How cute!

Tiny bug?

Tall bug?

Robin lying?

Smol

Sibling vibes

Question ten: Ladybug, what recipes are you looking at for the holidays?

"Oh, a bit of everything!" she commented, "I saw a charcuterie board and some chips and dip. Maybe some soup? I don't want to make anything to complicated. Honestly, it all sounds good. Cookies are definetly being made on Christmas Eve. Usually, I would make chocolate chip or shortbread, but I want to try something different this year. Any recommendations?"

Peppermint Mocha

Hot Chocolate

Snowballs

Lemon Cups

Christmas Kitchen Sink

Peanut Butter Blossoms

Gingerbread

White chocolate with candycane pieces

Red velvet

Pinwheels

"I'm sure Ladybug will look through all of your recommendations and will let you know which ones she chose, when we return after the holidays." Robin spoke, "I will try and come back earlier, but don't hold your breath. We don't need a campus mystery."

"Remember to think out of the box" Ladybug cheered, "and Happy Holidays!"

"Ugh, " Marinette groaned, "I can't believe my knitting needles were being picked up but the mic."

"I'll see if Barbara or Drake are free to look over the audio and maybe find a way to tweak it." Damian stated, "I'll walk you to your dorm, Miss Staying-For-the-Holidays."

"Well, Mr.-No-Five-Star." Mari teased, earning an eye roll, "Want me to cook you dinner?"

"Only if you promise to come over for Christmas." he answered.

"Think Jon's jealous?" Marinette questioned.

"Of me eating your cooking?" he spoke, "Always. He told me if it wasn't for my martial arts training and swordsmanship, he'd be fighting me to date you."

Marinette rolled her eyes and kissed her boyfriend on the cheek.

"You know." Mari spoke, as she cuddled into her boyfriend's arm, "You could have just said I think my girlfriend should meet my family. I would have said yes."

"Still think it was better to keep our lives separate?" Damian asked.

"You mean our personas on the box away from who we really are?" she questioned.

He nodded in return.

"Yes; I do." she answered, confidently, "To many people, I'm soft-spoke or clumsy. I'm not someone people listened to. I don't regret starting my podcast on the side. I am glad you found me. You didn't let one person ruin me and who I was turning into."

"Well, I'd like to see Ladybug come more into play." Damian whispered, "I know she's in there and I like her just as much as I do Marinette Dupain-Cheng."

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[britcision]

Alright the time has come DunMeshi fans tag yourselves as the Canaries

Fear not anime-onlies there are no spoilers here you’ll get to see these assholes around ep 23

Now for your assignments no peeking first

1) Cithis

Absolute goddess. Kabru if he was a girlboss and didn’t suck at illusion magic. There is nothing in the world Kabru would hate more than this fact

2) Fleki

Doing her level fucking best to become the birb at all times. Loves shrooms. Will eat the walking magic mushrooms

3) Lycion

Moon Moon ass motherfucker I love him he’s perfect in every way

4) Otta

Lesbian icon, the only one who thinks short lived people can be adults, believe it or not. Dates halffoot women but breaks up when they hit 30 (50 in human years)

5) Pattadol

Completely sure she’s the adult in this situation. She’s wrong and 100 years younger than everyone else. Still somehow the most responsible

6) Mithrun

My little fucking guy. Absolute disaster of a man. Will not eat, sleep, or shit without outside interference. Will get lost on his way out of a room with one door

[officialdaydreamer00]

House fire

ROLLO FLAMME — in which one can predict a student exchange program might go south real quick

COLLAB WORK with @unfictinalnightmare for [The chimes of comfort]

CONTENT — takes place after glorious masquerade, our yuusonas (hillary and irene) are yuu, silly shenanigans with hillary and irene, calm before the storm, rollo will show up next chapter :)

TAGGINGS — @cloudcountry @identity-theft-101 @xen-blank @esmerulia-chantelle @dove-da-birb @cookiesandbiscuits @vioisgoinginsane @siren-serenity @loser-jpg @axvwriter @edith-is-a-cat @thehollowwriter @taruruchi @cyanide-latte @aqua-beam @ferris-thewheel + others :3

Do reblog or comment if you enjoy my work! ^-^

Chapter 1 || Chapter 2: Calm before the storm || Chapter 3 || Chapter 4 || Chapter 5

At the crack of dawn, Hillary and Irene had to wake up early for preparations to welcome Rollo to Night Raven College. The two stood in front of the mirror, one brushing her teeth, the other brushing her hair, all the while Grim was still dozing off in the covers.

Hillary sat on the edge of the tub, brushing her long snowy hair as she narrowed her eyes at Irene. "Oi, so what's the guy like? Spill the tea, you wicked witch."

"Oh, shut it." Irene replied, still half-asleep as her hand moved the toothbrush all over her teeth.

To be honest, she didn't know what to tell Hillary about Rollo. A domestic terrorist who wanted to purge the world of magic? A clean freak who only saw NRC as dirt under his shoes?!

That would be too blunt and demeaning, and Irene didn't really like that. Unlike Hillary, she actually has tact.

Hillary mumbled something under her breath, reaching for her jewellery box to grab two accessories in a bright shade of red. One of an old headband she had used for a while, and the other was a recently bought bow, along with several other accessories.

"Which one should I pick?" She turned her head to Irene, holding up both pieces in her hands.

"Aren't you always wearing the headband on a daily basis?"

Irene asked in confusion, looking at her roommate as if she just grew a second head.

"But Aphro said something 'bout being girls, it'd be better to change from time to time, or something like that. Here, there's for you too."

Hillary said, hands pinning the red bow to the back of her hair neatly. Then she pulled out a turquoise bow, almost similar to hers, and handed it to Irene.

"Oh, was it from Galodis?" Irene held the bow in her hands, clipping the bow onto to her hair as she turned her head to check. Not bad, she thought impressed, that Aphro Galodis had a decent eye for fashion.

"Yeah, he made it with Hazel and Zelus. Grim has one, too."

Irene only clicked her tongue, deciding to overlook how the snowette just accepted things out of nowhere. After all, it was a gift from their upperclassman. Then she rushed out of the bathroom, changing her outfits to prepare to welcome their unavoidable esteemed guest.

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"... Cold."

Hillary's red eyes stared at the falling snowflakes through the frosty windows of Ramshackle dorm.

Snow... Perhaps it was now winter back in her home country. Her family would be flying to Russia to visit her grandparents, with vodka, hot cocoa, marshmallows, the comforting flames illuminating from the living room's old fireplace... She snuggled into the wool scarf wrapped around her neck, enjoying the warmth it provided...

"I... really hate it here."

Irene shakily walked out of the dorm's front door, swaddled in two thick coats yet still able to feel the cold. It was understandable, since she was from a tropical Asian country, where people can't completely deal with the biting cold, and 10 degree Celcius was already horrible to face.

Hillary sighed, pulling out another two scarves from her bag, one blue-grey and cyan with a cat charm for Grim, and the other a deep shade of sea green. She knelt down and wrapped the scarf around Grim's neck, much to his delight, then roughly threw the other at Irene's face and left without another word.

"That little...!"

Irene scowled, sending Hillary a scathing glare. Just a few days ago, she still saw the snowette knitting by the fireplace, she didn't think she'd get one herself. Irene lightly ran her thumb on the scarf, hand made meticulously and embroidered with a white owl. It was so, so pretty and warm. Irene wrapped the scarf around her neck, mumbling under her breath.

"'Accidental product', she said."

... So much for being sworn enemies.

[veveisveryuncool]

TOP 5 FAVORITE KIRBY CHARACTERS

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AUGHAHGSBABDH....I LOVE ALL OF THEM SOSOSO MUCH <33 BUT HERE'S SOME OF THE ONES I THINK ARE VERY COOL (plus my thought process when drawing them)

6. cmonn... its kirby. kirby from kirby. he's such a wonderful fellow and so awe inspiring and cute and manifestation of love and friendship. he's a bonus but how could you not love him.

5. pitch!!!!! i love him i love him i love him. og birb with g r e e n colors and squeaky little design. plus he's super fun to use in DL3 :] to me he is a 7 year old kid who wants to be included with the big kids, and tries to act all cool and tough to impress them (but he really just loves his mama). i like drawing him with giant ahoges/head feathers, as well as giving him that long side-beak that i'm pretty sure i got from pato from pocoyo??

4. susie is amazing and wonderful and has a beautifully complex character that more people need to recognize!!! she's a capitalist and constantly has a condescending sales representative demeanor, but at heart she's just a playful girl who loves pink and ice cream and her dad that never got to have a full childhood to experience them. ALSO cyborg susie! i like to think her father let her choose one body modification each year on her birthday, but after the portal incident, she's been giving herself so many alterations that she's barely organic anymore (her voice is very AI sounding to me). uhh i like drawing her with little stars on her cuffs, and as of late i've been making her hair very fluffy (it has the same texture of a barbie doll)

3. RIBBON AAAA!!!!!!!!! i'll admit as a kid i did not like her but god she is a joy. that is a little girl! look at her! i love the idea of her being just a weird little chihuahua girl who performs seances regularly and knows the entire history of weaponry. also her being the crystal knight/guardian of ripple star headcanon!!! 🗣️🗣️ she is 100% the queen's adopted sister prove me wrong. lastly, i try to draw her as heart-shaped as possible— wings, head, hair, bow, eye highlights all vaguely resemble a heart and that is my biggest rule when i draw her. her little coat thing is inspired by @//somethinginworl 's design <33

2. bandana dee is my heart and soul and we tolerate ZERO disrespect for him here. even in canon, he's got one of the most well-defined personalities and backstories for a non-villain character! (in my heart he is the waddle dee from 64 and you can pry this from me with my cold dead hands) he's grown sososo much and i love how hal recognizes his development :]]] he may never amount to the same power as kirby, but goddammit if he doesn't have a heart and will of a true warrior 💜 i don't have a lot of idiosyncratic design choices since he's such a simple character, but his bandana ears must always be HUGE you hear me.

1. um. if you can't tell. i am very normal about adeleine. her moves in SA are super fun to use (and challenging), and oh my goshhhh the angst potential here. i am begging hal to bring her back in future games, especially with the more ancients-focused lore being incorporated recently. at heart though, i just really adore seeing her draw and paint amidst all these magical creatures in her life <3 she's slightly shy but super passionate, and is definitely kirby's big sister with her advice (especially in the storybooks!) and nicknames for him (kir-kun/kirbs in the manga). i caved long ago and gave her curtain bangs, and i really like dressing her up and experimenting with different outfits! *breathes heavily* the happy little artist kid makes me a very happy little artist kid 🫶

thanks for listening to my ramblings! in all honesty all of the kirby characters are my favorites and choosing just 5 is very hard and thought-inducing! :]

[chernabogs]

ooo ask games! i won't spam you with all of them so here are a few: 💌, ✨ and 📚~

Plz spam me I have a chronic condition (I like talking abt my works LMAO)

Under a read more bc she got a lil long!!!

💌 — Is there a fav trope you like to write?

I love unrequited/pining anything bc I can eat that up in a heartbeat, but I am also deeply fond of the 'two people one braincell' concept where it's just two folks who need to be beside each other to really have one coherent thought 😭

✨️ — Out of the comments you've received on your fics, what are two or three of your favorites?

Ohhhh LMAO oh god. Any time anyone rb's a fic of mine on here and goes ham in the tags or as an addition (Lian and Hana this is targeted at you, lovingly ♡) it automatically becomes a fav I will re-read again and giggle at.

I also had someone on Erlkönig recently pick out bits of their fav lines from my most recent chapter and add comments, which I thought was v sweet 💕 a lot of Erlkönig and Obsiquy comments make me happy, tbh. Anything is sweet in my eyes!

📚 — Is there a fanfic or fanfic writer you'd recommend?

Oh god now I gotta amount my brain power (and look at my bookmarks) 😭😭😭

In terms of fics, Like Lark Notes From the Sky by ARevenantDreamingOfRoses (locked unless logged in) is an absolute banger. It follows an MC who has the ghost of KoD attached to them, guiding them throughout the game; MC is implied to be Fae too.) A stunning, STUNNING piece of work so far. 4 chapters!

you are proof of my existence by ToshihikoRin is also lovely. It covers heavier topics in it, but the author balances this with light-hearted moments too. 27 chapters!

Atramentum by Chronophage is also another really beautiful piece of work. The author writes in a manner I find engaging and easy to follow. It doesn't have Grim in it, as a warning. 36 chapters!

In terms of writers, @welshoot , @hanafubukki , @curekibouka-writing , @llondonfog , @ / raven-at-the-writing-desk, @da-birb-writes-sometimes , and @vera-deville are a few of my immediate top of head who ik write fanfics. But honestly, there are tons of fantastic writers in any of the twst tags that I've come across :)

[andsoigotabutterfly]

Moving out

@toournextadventure Thank you for the amazing source material, that you made! love your writing! Keep it up!

a.n.: English is not my native language, but I tried my best this time too. May be bad also not just because of it, but because I rushed it a little. Needed to get it out of my system.

a.n. nr. 2.:This fiction is of an other fiction: Everyone but Her by the former mention. I guess you already read that if you are reading this, but if you don't then make sure to check it out.

a.n. nr. 3.:THIS IS FOR ALL THE MARCUS HATERS. I LOVE YOU ALL!

a.n. nr. 4.:While I was writing this, I didn't plan on making it hurt like this. It just somehow came naturally. Also I didn't want to write it this vividly, but it just felt RIGHT.

a.n. nr. 5.: Jericho here is literaly replaced by Woodsboro. Just because I wanted to. Some of the places stayed, like Wheathervane, but the rest is Woodsboro.

warnings: child abuse, very vivid abuse, blood (lots of it), very graphic violent scenes, birb unhinged, hurt (sooo much hurt) (bit comfort afterwards) I may have left some out, sry I'm not good at this yet...

word count: 4138 (sry)

Two new bruises. That’s what you got from your dad for defying him at the table yesterday evening. Luckily, you were great with makeup. You could easily paint over the purple patch, that made its way visible on your face. The other one was by your ribs. You would need to avoid hugging today. After making your scars disappear, you put on your Nevermore uniform and got ready to go to school.

You could have lived in Nevermore, if your parents weren’t so obsessive about you living with them. Woodsboro wasn’t that bad. You had friends here and a beautiful, great girlfriend. It was still a mystery to you, how Tara fell for you. She was a normie and went to Woodsboro high. You would have gone there too, but you begged your parents so much, that they finally gave in. Still, you needed to live with them.

When you and Tara met, it was in a small café called Weathervane. You expected her to be just as the other normies from her school; violent, prejudiced, and a colossal jerk. To your surprise, neither she, nor anyone from her friend group met these qualifications. You quickly got along with them and not far after that; she asked you out. It has been a year since that and you couldn’t be happier with her. Sure, she got a little possessive over you sometimes, but she did everything with care and love.

As you got out of the house, you silently closed the door behind you. Marcus wouldn’t get up for another hour, so you needed to stay as silent as possible. Otherwise, you would meet the same fate as yesterday evening. He did it, because he loved you.

‘He does it because he loves me.’ you repeated to yourself in your mind.

Sometime flew by when a car finally arrived for you. Weems smiled through the window. You forced yourself to smile back on her, as you got in the car, and gently hugged her. There was an agreement between her, and your parents. You would get to go to Nevermore, but she needed to take care of how you get there each morning and get back to Woodsboro after classes. She gladly transported you around. You offered to fly there and back, but Marcus wouldn’t hear of it.

You stayed silent during the drive. She didn’t disturb the silence, which you were grateful for. At home, there was always some fighting going on. Whether it was between Nicky and your father, or someone else, there was always something. Last year Nicky graduated, so he didn’t come with you since the year started. You still missed his presence.

When you arrived, she said that she’ll see you around, then went to her office. It was still half an hour ‘till classes started but you didn’t mind. It was time to find your friends and annoy them. Your first victim would be Yoko.

You found her in front of your classes room. With your immense sneaking skills, you tried to walk silently to her, and try and scare her, but were caught in the middle of the process.

“You know that doesn’t work on me, right?” she asked.

“Worth a try!” you smiled.

She opened her arms for a hug, which you took slowly.

“Ok, what is it his time?” she asked, immediately spotting your carefulness.

“I fell down the stairs at home. My ribs hurt like hell…”

“Fell, or were pushed?”

“Fell.”

You couldn’t see her eyes behind her black sunglasses, but her eyebrows were raised high. She clearly didn’t believe you, but she didn’t push it. Then she smiled menacingly and tilted her head so she could look behind you. Before you could react, two hands wrapped around your body, and you were dragged in a tight hug. A small groan escaped your mouth, as the pain hit you. You looked down on the hands that were gripping you. The nails were painted in the colours of a rainbow.

“Hello there, little bird!” Enid said from behind you.

“General Grievous!” you quoted back immediately. Yoko snorted as a reaction.

“Guess what!” Enid said.

“You wolfed out finally?”

“No…” she said, her enthusiasm dissipating. She finally let go of you. The joy in her eyes almost spilling out. “I’m finally getting a roommate!”

“What?! No way!”

“Yes way! I won’t finally be alone!”

“Who is it?”

“Someone new.” Yoko said, “She gets transferred here from Woodsboro high.”

“She’s a bit crazy, but I can deal with that.” Enid continued, ”Her name is Wednesday Addams. Almost nothing to be found of her on the internet, no social media, nothing.”

“Wait, I’ve heard of her. Tara told me she almost killed someone in her school!”

“Well, then we heard the same. Apparently, she dumped piranhas in the pool where the water polo team was practicing.”

“You’re gonna’ be ok, right?”

“Sure, no problem. Just a maniac out of the ocean of them…”

“Still, I’m so happy for you!”

“Thanks. I won’t be a lone wolf after all. Even if only in the roommate department.”

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The hours flew by beside your friends. You and Enid got over every possibility of this new girl. Which groups she may join, and who she’ll be friends with (beside Enid of course). In between breaks, you hang out with the whole group in the quad. Enid tried to subtly flirt with Ajax, but he just wouldn’t get it. Yoko and you would talk about everything and anything. When Ajax wasn’t in a conversation with the groups wolf, he would tell dumb jokes to Kent, who would laugh his arse of on them. They were cute.

You were looking forward to the afternoon, even if it meant leaving school. You had arranged a date at the Weathervane with Tara. You wanted to celebrate the anniversary at the same location you two met. You even managed to reserve the whole café for the event. Tyler was eager to help.

The day ended with one of Ms. Thornhill’s hours. You almost fell asleep with the plants that were all around you. When she finished her class, you almost didn’t notice it. Luckily, Yoko was there to get you up on your feet. You sent a sad smile to her, said your goodbyes than went out the front door. Weems was already waiting on you before the car.

“Get in young lady, you don’t have all day! Someone is waiting for you…” she said, smiling.

“How do y-“ you started asking, but she shook her head.

“I remember the day when your smile couldn’t be rubbed of off you. I know what day it is.”

You tried to hide your blush as you stepped in the car. She was so caring and nice. You didn’t know what you did, to deserve this.

“So? What do you have planned for her?” she asked teasingly.

“Well, I asked Tyler to allow us to have a little alone time in the Weathervane and helped me practice my café art skills. I’m going to serve her, her favourite café, with a bowie knife on it, since she is obsessed with Stab…” you started. Then you went over the whole plan. Weems was just smiling and nodding the whole way as you went into the depths of your plans. When you finished, she made a few suggestions, which you took even without realizing you did. She was right, like always.

When you got home, you thanked her for the ride, and got out of the car. She wished you luck, before you closed the door, and then you watched her drive off. When you couldn’t see her car anymore, you turned to your house. You took a deep breath, then opened the door, and stepped in.

Burnt smell hit your nose. Something was burning. You ran to the kitchen and noticed smoke coming out of the oven. Quickly you grabbed something to cover your hands with and opened it. You took out its content and placed it in the sink. Nothing remained from its original form.

“What do you think you are doing?!” Marcus’ voice came from the kitchen door.

“I- I smelled something burning and came in to-“ you started but were cut of with a hit to your chest. It took you off guard and you stumbled back into the open oven’s door. The burn stung your leg as you fell off balance.

“Now because of you, our lunch is doomed.” his voice was plain and seemed calm. You feared this voice. It meant he was furious. “Clean it up.” he commanded, then went back to whatever he was doing.

“Yes sir.” you mumbled as you got up from the floor. You hissed when you put weight on your leg. The new burn was bad. From the sink, you dribbled some cold water on the mark, and got to work. After you cleaned up after “your” mess, you went upstairs and changed into comfy clothes. When you got ready you took a painkiller, and explained how you will get home to Marcus.

“Seven thirty at the latest.” he said looking strictly.

“Yes sir.” you said, then turned around, and went outside.

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The air was cold and chilly. A slight breeze made its way across the town. As you made your way to the café, you got sink in your thoughts. ‘He loves you.’ But why then? He’s just showing that he cares about you this way.’ Be angry. ‘Don’t. It’ll only make things worse.’ The only thing that got you out of this vicious cycle was the thought of being together with Tara. What a date this was going to be.

You arrived at the café the moment you were supposed to. It was five o’clock and Tyler was already closing for you. When you stepped in, he smiled at you and greeted you with wide arms.

“Hello Y/N.”

“Hey Tyler. How’re you?”

“No need for small talk. I’ve prepared everything for you. Here are the keys.” he threw them to you. “Don’t forget to close up when you leave!” he said and started getting out.

“Thank you.” you said with so much sincerity in voice you surprised even yourself.

He looked back at you, a little worriedly, then nodded. “No need. You’ve helped me too; I’m just repaying the favour. Good luck!” he said as he backed out of the café.

When he left, you got behind the bar, and checked the things for yourself. You trusted him, but wanted to be sure everything is perfect. You lit a candle at her favourite table, and placed two plates there. You asked her here for quarter past five, so patiently waited. Of course, she arrived earlier, noticing you immediately in the building. Your heart melted at the sight of her. The perfect brown eyes, her skin, that reflected the candle light and her brown gorgeous hair. God, you loved her.

She made her way through the café to you, admiring the work that you put in it. When she reached you, her lips crashed on yours again, for what felt too long. Her hands, roaming your body searching at the back of your dress. You pulled away to look into her eyes, then pulled of your shirt, to remove the harness. Your wings sprung out, and you almost struck down the mugs that were displayed on the shelves. You pulled your shirt back, and went back to her lips, while her hands gripped at the base of your wings, making them shiver with excitement.

“I’ve missed you…” she said softly.

“Me too. But this!” you gestured dramatically “will be worth the wait!” you finished with a smirk, then pulled back behind the counter and started making her coffee. She was surprised to say the least when she realized what you were doing. When the latte was ready, she reached for it, but you gently hit her hand, still grinning. She raised an eyebrow, and patiently waited for you to continue. You took out the powder from its place and started working. Her eyes widened the moment she realized what the art was. Her mouth dropped and admiration made its way to her eyes. You couldn’t stop smiling. When you were ready, she awarded you with a kiss.

“Since when do you know how to make coffee art?”

You gasped. “Dear, I’m a natural. What did you expect?”

She laughed, then took the cup to the table inviting you with her eyes to join her. You put up a finger and went to the fridge. When you opened it, you found two plates both with a little cake on them. You took them out and closed the fridge with your leg as you made your way to her. She shook her head, the smile from before widening on her face.

“You’re spoiling me!” she said laughing.

“Just a little. Nothing you can’t take.”

“Did you learn to make the cream too?”

“I must admit that indeed I tried but failed miserably. No. This was made by Tyler. But I did help with grating the lemon!”

She smirked at that. “I knew you weren’t perfect.”

“Excuse my ass Ms. Perfect, but I think you stumbled just as deep as I am when you asked me out. This is on you!”

“As was the test that you wrote an F on because you couldn’t think of anything else but my face?”

You gulped for a moment. You weren’t thinking about her face that day. “We’ve agreed that you really did cause that.” you said challenging her. Then you facepalmed. “Oh wait. I forgot the strawberries!” you tried to get up way to quickly. This made you hiss in pain.

“What is it?” Tara asked immediately, concerned.

“Nothing-“ you started, but were cut off. Why did you let everyone cut you off?

“You know you can’t lie to me. What is it?”

You rolled your eyes then with another too quick move you pulled up your jeans. This made your ribs hurt, and you instinctively pulled your hands to the source of the pain. You saw her worry go to despair, to realization than to anger. You knew you fucked up.

“Y/n this can’t go on like this. You need to do something about him!”

“What?!” you snapped back, a little too harshly. You regretted it already.

She stayed silent for a moment. “Move in with me.” she said so softly, it hurt.

You laughed at her for a second, then you realized she was being serious. Your mouth dropped and you felt like your legs couldn’t hold you anymore.

“I wanted to ask this after our date, but now I feel like I need to tell you. You need to get out of there!” her voice was shaking with hope and anger.

“Tara…”

“Y/n they don’t love you.” They do! “What they’re doing to you is insanity!” It’s their way of… “I love you!”

“It doesn’t work that way Tara.” you said when you finally got your thoughts together. “How would we pay for ourselves? How would I go to school? By the law we need a guardian! Who would that be?”

“Nicky. I already talked with him; we only wait for your approval. My mother left a whole lot of money behind, so while she is off, doing god knows what, I can do what I need. I talked with Ms. Weems too and agreed to work something out with you present.”

You couldn’t believe her. This was too much. Strawberries. You needed to get strawberries. You turned around and went to the fridge for them, not even hiding the pain in your legs anymore. You took them out and went back to her, placing one gently on her lemon cake. She was looking at you worriedly.

“Babe please think about it.” she was pleading. How did this happen?

“Can we get back to our anniversary?” you asked gently.

She nodded slowly. It took some time but you both got over the topic that was now hanging above your head.

Your plan worked wonders. After you finished in the café, you locked up and went through Woodsboro arms in hers. You took her to the places where your milestones happened. The main square; where she asked you out, the woods’ edge; your first kiss and then her house; where you confessed. The whole way, you were talking about different subjects, avoiding Nevermore and your parents. Somehow she managed to start rambling about Stab, so the last hour was you nodding over her theories and possible continuations. When you reached her house, you kissed her hands saying your goodbyes. She took your face in her hands and kissed you deeply, looking at you with heart eyes, full of anticipation.

“I’ll think about it.” you finally promised. Her face lit up, and she kissed you again. Then you looked at your watch. 7:31. ‘Fuck, I’m late…’ “I need to get going. See you tomorrow!” you said, with a last kiss, then made your way quickly back to your house.

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It was 7:47 when you got home. You feared stepping into the house. When you did, you knew you should’ve stayed outside.

“Where were you?!” Marcus’ roar filled the whole house.

“I’m sorry sir, I lost track of-“ you stopped at the hit that he gave you. He struck your former bruise on your ribs. Your face filled with hot-red anger as the air left your lungs. You knelt in pain, not to collapse completely.

“Get inside. Now!” his voice plain, filled with hidden fury.

You got of the floor. You heard his belt being taken of, and your heart filled with fear. Then your back cried out in pain, as the metal hit right between your wings. Your breath hitched and your heart felt like it was a race car, running way too many miles per hour. You heard before you felt, a second hit aimed at your wings this time. You cried out in pain.

“When you live with me, you abide my rules!” another hit. ‘He loves you…’ “You hear me?!”

“Yes si- “another hit. You stumbled down, your breath on the ground. You heard another coming when the phone rang across the room. After it hit, you heard him pulling back.

“We’re not done here.” he said, as he stepped away, to get the phone.

You knew your back was bloodied and bruised. The tiniest movements hurt like there is no tomorrow.

“Sorry sir, I think you have the wrong number…” you heard from the other room.

Move. ‘Don’t.’ Do something. ‘You deserve this.’ No, I don’t. ‘Let him finish.’ Run.

You heard the front door silently close, but you didn’t look up. You head was still hitting the ground.

“Are you threatening me?” Marcus’ voice was in disbelief.

“No… I am watching you…” a mans voice came behind of you. This made your head snap back. You would’ve recognized that voice anywhere. Tara made you watch Stab way too many times to miss it. A black figure was standing with his back against you, knife glistening in his right hand. You wanted to scream, to back away, but your body wouldn’t move.

“What do you mean, watching me?”

“Guess.” he said, voice raised, clearly meant to be heard by him now. He quickly surged forward, catching Marcus by surprise. He cried out in pain. It sounded… It sounded good.

“What do you want?!” Marcus asked in complete shock.

“I want to carve someone up like a pig. You happened to be the closest!”

“T- There are others in the house!” he said without hesitation.

‘What?!’ you couldn’t believe what you heard.

“Oh, yes? Who would that be?”

“The freak in the living room! She- She was here before you. Wanted to rob me!” your heartbeat stopped. ‘He said what?!’ You felt your pulse start again. The thrumming in your ear was so load you thought you would go deaf. Your muscles tensed one by one, each filling with hot, burning rage. You got up to your feet, and went to the corridor to take a look a the scene. Ghostface had tackled Marcus and had him pinned to the floor through his hand. Marcus’ side had a deep, clean cut on it, the fabric above it torn apart. His eye, glistening in fear and horror.

“Here I was, thinking that was your daughter…” He played with his voice in a very familiar way.

“No!” he barked out immediately. “How would I b-“ he was cut short with another stab to his chest. He cried out for help, tears falling down his face.

“Looks like I was wrong in more than one way. Smiths do cry after all! What a beautiful sight! How endearing…” He twisted the knife in his chest.

“Take her…” his words were muffled by his own blood spilling out of his mouth.

‘He doesn’t love me…’ you huffed. This got both their attention. You were leaning onto the doorframe holding your head with your hand. ‘He doesn’t even give a fuck about me.’

With Ghostface looking up at you, Marcus took the opportunity to hit Him in the chest. This made Him loose His balance over him, and stumble back. The scarred man pulled the blade out of his chest and while spitting blood on the intruder, he jumped Him. As they fell to the ground, you stepped away still locked in your own thoughts.

“Lwets swee yourh fhace bhitch!” Marcus spitted out of his mouth, blood dripping over his attacker’s mask as he tore it off.

For a moment, Marcus looked surprised his tears mixing with the blood on his face. Ghostface was a girl. How was he beaten up by a girl?

You froze down in shock. Tara your love and girlfriend was under Marcus, her eyes filled with hatred and anger. She hit him on the side, but it did nothing. She continued to struggle against him effortlessly. Marcus raised her knife, to strike her down. You didn’t think about what you did, you just did it. As your boot hit his side, you didn’t feel anything. As you got on top of him, disarming his right hand, you felt nothing. As did you, when he called you what he did with Tara, just moments ago. But the moment your fist hit his face, you felt relived. So, you did it again. And again. You didn’t know how many times you struck him; you just knew it felt good. You did it, until his face didn’t look human. Until it looked like a deformed and defiled remnant of a once humanoid being.

You didn’t notice that you were screaming the whole time, each strike raising your voice and power. It was a good thing Marcus made the walls of the house soundproof. He didn’t expect to hear you scream of joy. Your throat hurt, but it hurt so sweet. You didn’t feel your hands after you stopped to look at him. You searched for the knife, then when you found it, raised it as high as you could and stabbed him in the face. Then you pulled out and did the same to his chest and heart. You felt his ribs break and the knife hitting a muscle. You could only hope, it was the right one.

As you panted above him, you felt a gentle hand soothing your shoulder. When you didn’t pull away, she hugged you and started telling you kind words. You didn’t hear any of them. Just his screams and whimpers for mercy. It felt. It felt so good.

When you finally looked away you hugged her back and started sobbing on her shoulders immediately. She held you tighter, placing gentle kisses across your face.

“It’s okay.” she said lightly. “He’s gone…”

You started crying. Helplessly and unstoppably. Her scent filled your senses, finally calming you down. You didn’t know how much time you spent in her arms, but you cried your heart out on her. She was there and would never let you go. She tensed up for a second, when you both heard the door open. You snapped your head back, taking the knife out of Marcus’ body. You dropped it right away when you saw Nicky. He didn’t question a thing just went to you, knelt down and took you in his embrace. Tara soothed your back and your wings. She avoided the parts, that were cut up by his belt.

When you stopped crying you stood up and looked down at him. All your fears and hurt gone. You felt free. “I love you too.” you finally said back, looking left to Tara.

She stood up beside you, placing a kiss on your cheek. “Now will you move in with me?”

[mamabirbsnz]

CW: Sneezing, LOTS of sniffling, Chhinkni sneezes, Congestion, T/odd being a prankster, sneezy!E/ggie, snzfucker!H/ornet, Birb noises (R/eginald), some nose blowing near the end, E/ggie bein’ a lil tease at the end~

Summary: T/odd is feeling extra mischievous for April Fools day this year, so he decides to try something... a little more creative. He is well aware that the first thing E/ggie does when she wakes up in the morning is smell the chamomiles from Valentines Day sitting on her windowsill. Little does she know, that she’s about to get a noseful of Chhinkni! And all while on the phone with H/ornet, who not only has fallen in love with E/ggie, but also happens to have the snz kink to boot! Oh, the temptations!

Peekaboo! 0v0 (I guess that’s my thing now, lol~) Mama’s back, baby! And with two new characters to the roster! R/eginald, E/ggie’s best friend who is a giant cockatoo dragon, and H/ornet, a bombastic, but still empathetic, Russian princess who has become very good friends with E/ggie, after a fateful encounter (Saving that story for the next wav~ But I have such bad writer’s block rn gaahhhhh~!)

Once again, T/odd was voiced by my lovely bf~ Everyone else was voiced by me (and my attempts at foreign accents lol), with one cameo from my parrot Wasabi, which is just his scream but slowed + pitched down a ton for R/eginald

Planning on doing a 4/20 wav soon, but I have to pretend to be high because weed is illegal in my state ;-; BUT! More new characters will be introduced in my future wavs~

That’s about it! Enjoy the wav!

MINORS DNI! DO NOT REPOST TO NON-KINK BLOGS!!!

[sundove88]

My Reasons why Golden Cheese is The Next Ancient (And why White Lily Will Be The Last)

(SPOILERS AHEAD.)

Art by me, btw.

So when you complete Cookie Odyssey, Dark Cacao states the following:

“We must still reunite with Golden Cheese Cookie.”

Additionally, I can theorize the following based on the Ancients’ Gacha pulls:

1- Pure Vanilla in the middle.

2. Upwards to Hollyberry.

3. Clockwise to Dark Cacao.

4. Across to the left to Golden Cheese.

5. Counterclockwise downwards to White Lily.

And it’s not just that. In the Two Years of Kingdom Side Stories, Clotty mentions “the final ancient hero Cookie whose location has been undisclosed so far”. This could possibly hint at the location of Goldie; and that her kingdom could possibly be hidden in the desert (Which is the info I got from the Artbook). Plus, her entire kingdom is nothing but Cheesebirds. Birbs!

Anyhoo, this would make White Lily last.

And there’s good reason- according to most of the story, she’s actually Dark Enchantress, and the fact that she has to come last makes sense. If she were released earlier, the lore would be all wonky and stuff like that.

And even though she does appear in a lot of events, I’m sure that Devsisters is building up our anticipation with GC’s update.

Thanks for reading my theory!

[inkybloom-luv]

Words Unsaid 5, Scarabian parties are loud

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Professor Ségdae Tonyx belongs to @dove-da-birb who has graciously allowed me to use them as an actually good teacher that cares about Inky,, justice for Inky, ramshackle is terrible

Hi hi hi everyone! Part 5 is here and for those who maybe need a little nudge, Inky is in fact, a little ✨tistic✨ and for this chapter I've been pulling from my personal experiences but I find it's a little hard to describe at times, I still tried my best for y'all tho!!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Part 6 Part 7

Tw: meltdown; trash talk

2.1+ k words

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When the call came in through the more than slightly old wall mounted landline that the Ramshackle prefect and Grim were to pack their clothing as well as other essentials and report to the headmage's office immediately, Inky was left confused and Grim, well, he was worried that they were getting thrown out after all. "Because the prefect wasn't pulling their weight" he said, knowing that he caused more messes than she did. So they both sat in the office silently.

They had been soaked and shivered from the raging storm, which had rolled in from the sea around the island and due to its nature, as it was a magical storm, would not stop for a few days, maybe even the rest of the week, but that was unlikely according to the headmage. Also according to the headmage, they would be temporarily residing in Scarabia. Reason being that the Al Asim family had agreed to donate funds for the renovation of Ramshackle. Why they donated? The headmage would not say, but it was absolutely because of the absolute garbage living conditions of having to stay in a building that was falling apart around Inky and grim.

"Thanks to my endless generosity, and a hefty donation by the Al Asims, Ramshackle will be renovated! Professor Tonyxx will be overseeing the process as they insisted..!" Were his words. At this point this was dragging in entirely too long and the prefect was somewhat struggling with the feeling of the wet fabric against their skin. Inky had always hated the feeling. Sensory issues are what that feeling was referred to. Usually Inky would manage, sure, a little wet clothing was fine, but this time she was soaked and she hated it. It was getting more and more overwhelming when their thought process got interrupted with a knock from the door.

"Headmage, is the prefect in yet? Kalim sent me to pick them up" A familiar, albeit muffled voice sounded through the door. It was Jamil.

"Come in Viper, they're here..!" The headmage answered and the old mahogany door opened to reveal Jamil Viper, clad in his dorm uniform, hood pulled up, the one that made him look like a snake from the side, as Inky had remarked in a letter. Even if Jamil had no clue about that. She looked at him, all dry and still so pretty. He was recovering, well, to her, he should have already been fully recovered despite a slight pain still surprising Jamil every now and then.

Inky nodded up at Jamil in greeting, which he returned, puzzled on the inside on why she was still wet and hadn't been offered a towel at the very least. "Take her and Grim to Scarabia and ensure she feels welcome there viper..!" The headmage said, mumbling something about how he was generous enough to allow this.

Outside of the slightly dark office Jamil used his magic pen to summon a towel each for both grim and Inky, though while Grim had his towel flopped down onto him by magic, Jamil was nice enough to actually hand over the towel meant for the prefect. "Here, you're still soaking wet.. the headmage didn't offer you anything to dry off with I see..?" He said, to which the prefect shook her head. They weren't even speaking to him apparently. Not like Jamil would know but the prefect had simply gone nonverbal.. Grim however communicated just fine and thanked Jamil for both of them.

Generously enough Jamil carried the one slightly large bag the prefect did have while the prefect in question carried a smaller bag with Grim's essentials. Jamil noticeably slowed his pace when he realised the prefect was limping a bit, the fact that he still saw the bandage on their arm, he regretted hurting her. It would most definitely leave a scar, aside from that all the other more minor injuries did still worry him. Crowley was running this girl more ragged than Kalim ran him at times. Jamil felt guilty for what he did, adding to her woes instead of lightening the load like everyone else should have done ages ago. He felt sick to his stomach when he remembered he'd sent her to die out in the desert after she'd nearly drowned barely a few weeks before. And now they weren't even speaking to him.

At least they'd reached Scarabia in little time despite going slower than usual. Kalim was there to greet them both, waving at the prefect. He dragged them off to their new room, Jamil and Grim in tow, so that Inky could put her things away and shower so they could heat up their cold body. Kalim gave them the whole excited spiel of them making themselves at home with Grim and that there was a small party later that had been planned in advance. The prefect was welcome to join them, according to Kalim. While she showered and changed Jamil was busy in the kitchens preparing some finger foods for the party that would be in a few hours, two maybe.

If he was really honest he wasn't even actually thinking about the food, but Inky instead. Something was up. Something about her felt a bit more off. They were struggling to keep their eyes open earlier. And she hadn't said a word since.. well, since he had come to pick her up. Maybe even before, he didn't know. He wished he did. He wished he knew.

Apparently the prefect spent a long time in the extra bathroom, that was according to grim, who had joined Kalim in the lounge. Him and the housewarden were talking.

"Inky's overwhelmed today. She has been for a while.. don't tell her I told you this though, she'll get upset because she'll 'dampen the mood' or whatever.. can you give me more of that tuna?" The cat thing said, nodding along when Kalim handed the delicious canned food over.

"Thank you.. anyway. She likes Jamil a whole lot, read her.. well it's not a diary but whatever. Have him watch over her a bit tonight. There's gonna be a few really loud people here today from what you've said about this party." Grim finished as Kalim agreed to what grim was saying.

"Yeah.. I'll host less parties while she's here, this one's just been planned for a really long time, or I'd be calling it off at any moment" the white haired housewarden laughed to himself, if only to make the topic feel less heavy. "He'll be there to watch over her, no worries..!"

When it was time and the party was in full swing it was a lot of things all at once, people chatting, music playing, lights that flashed and pulsed along the walls and decorations. The prefect Inky stood in the corner farthest away from the loud music in a t-shirt and sweatpants courtesy of Kalim, she'd refunded anything else as she wasn't really in the mood to wear something that could pay for her living expenses for months. Unfortunately some Pomefiore students had thought she'd be rather fun to mock because of this. They witnessed her orientation, they witnessed how the mirror had told her she was not wanted at this school. And they didn't like the way she looked that night, it was a party, not her living room, so why should she show up in sweatpants and a t-shirt? A cute little party dress was the right way to go, but she wouldn't fit into one. That's what they were whispering about at least. Not that it was true but at the moment Inky had little will to fight back.

Fact is she was really only barely keeping it together. The party was too loud for right now, she was exhausted and people were making fun of her. So as tears started forming in her eyes she sank to the floor, covering her ears as they started falling. Her body shook as she sat there crying at the back of the lounge as the Pomefiore students continued to mock her, but they were quickly silenced when Jamil approached them, and he glared at them.

"What joke must you be telling that it's got all of you laughing? Please, do tell me so I can tell the housewarden, I'm sure he'd love to hear it as well" He said, venom lacing his words, which seemed to send them spluttering for an excuse before dispersing. All of them avoided his gaze in fear of getting hypnotised. Good. He might've. But instead of focusing on that he went over to Inky, who had been trying her best to be quiet and to block out the song blasting through the speakers at the moment. He knelt down to her, tapping one of her knees gently. It got her attention, she flinched slightly in surprise in response before lifting her head quickly and looking at Jamil with wide, tear filled eyes. She looked so frightened, Jamil's heart sank. He hoped with every fiber of his being he wasn't the cause, but at least.. she looked at him, in his eyes. He nodded towards a door. That one led to a corridor, where the way to Kalim and his rooms were. It would be quiet there, his room was somewhat soundproof after all. He held out his hands and quickly, along with a sound that indicated she wanted out, Inky gripped them. Jamil recognised the simptoms, a meltdown. The way she was covering her ears before he intervened, she was pulling at her hair.

She wanted out. So he would take her out. She was breathing heavier than normal, heaving slightly even, as if a boa constrictor was wrapped around her neck. And if he could alleviate whatever else she felt, he would. It wasn't enough to make up for the scar that was forming on her arm.. but it was a start to him.

Luckily the walk wasn't long. And once there he guided her to sit on his bed, so that he could close the door fully and lock it too, they didn't need any disturbance right now. Who knows what that would do. So now he stood across from her, from Inky. She clutched her legs to her chest as she cried a little more, so Jamil gave her a glass of water. She didn't like the taste, he knew because she'd mentioned it over lunch, but it was all he had at the moment and he didn't want her to have a headache.

They sat in silence. They sat across from each other until she was done. She was looking at the bed Inky sat on most of that time while Jamil's eyes were on her and her only. Yes Jamil was worried for her since she wouldn't speak, couldn't speak, but he still found her pretty, even now when she looked so disheveled. How come he never noticed just how pretty he thought she was? But then she was done. And he placed the glass on his nightstand. What now? He didn't know what to do, but he should think of something, right? Why was it that now of all situations when he needed his brain to work as normal, it wouldn't? What was it that really made his mind blank so much?

Jamil was in his own head at the moment, maybe even a little too far for once, since he hadn't even noticed Inky uncurl herself slightly to come closer, closer and closer yet, only to somewhat throw herself at him to hug him. And she just cried. That's what brought Jamil back from his almost chronic habit of overthinking so that he could find a good solution. But now instead of thinking about what he could do to help her, he landed on his bed, Inky half way on top of him and laying there holding onto him for comfort as she let out an actual sob.. and a sniffle and another and another.

It took him a second but he realised all he had to do.. was hold her there for a bit until she didn't cry anymore, until she felt comforted enough. Not that Inky did move after she stopped crying. She was too tired and it was warm and comfortable where she was. So she fell asleep, right there, resting her head on Jamil's chest. And Jamil stayed there. The dark haired young man had no intention of waking her for once, because right now? He was crying himself. He didn't even notice. But he knew she didn't hate him now. That she trusted him enough to not attack her again. That she felt safe around him. And so for once, he too slept. Because he could, once at least, not bother with the party or the cleaning. This was more important. This felt better.

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Ranking Link+Zelda and Ganon Incarnations

1. Hyrule Warriors - The more time has passed, the more I realize just how fucking good Hyrule Warriors was as a celebration of the Zelda series, which includes how superbly designed and characterized its Link and Zelda are. There are aspects of many past incarnations mixed in them, but they still manage to stand out as their own individuals. I especially love how Link is given actual character flaws, growing arrogant and believing himself to be the great lone hero of the story only to recognize that he, like all Links, never save the day purely on their own, and how Zelda is an absolute badass in combat as both herself and as Sheik, something that’s rarely seen outside of the Super Smash Bros. series.

2. Skyward Sword - Chronologically the first Link and Zelda, these two are some of the most human feeling. You really connect with them in all of their expressiveness and vulnerabilities. The relationships they forge with the likes of Impa and Groose only add to the sensation. It feels like they were written to be relatable people first and mythical figures of legend second.

3. Breath of the Wild / Tears of the Kingdom / Hyrule Warriors: Age of Calamity - There’s been much talk of this version of Zelda and how interesting, endearing and relatable she is in all of her scientific nerdiness and feelings of inadequacy when placed with heavy burdens, and how admirable she is in her courage and self-sacrificial nature, and all of that is true. But I think that across all three games Link also shapes up into a surprisingly complex character that was unexpected given his initial stoic front in Breath of the Wild. And give both of them credit: they’re the first Link and Zelda to have a radical design overhaul in three decades.

4. Ocarina of Time / Majora’s Mask - The first 3D Link and Zelda were also the first to truly showcase some semblance of characterization and character development, as we watch them go from children to adults and gain great strength at the cost of losing their innocence.

5. The Wind Waker / Phantom Hourglass - I greatly enjoy these two in The Wind Waker, where they are very expressive and funny and sympathetic. But they lose some points due to Phantom Hourglass, which did them kind of dirty in favor of becoming the Linebeck Show.

6. Spirit Tracks - They look the same as their ancestors from The Wind Waker, but they’ve got a different, unique feel to them, with Link being a working class guy instead of some island bumpkin in over his head, and Zelda being a sheltered princess who has to learn to come into her own rather than an Action Girl from the beginning. They also have one of the tightest (and cutest) bonds of friendship out of any Link and Zelda given their circumstances.

7. Twilight Princess - Both of them are in service of the real protagonist Midna, whom they share an excellent bond with, but they still have distinguishing factors that make them stand out, with Zelda being more of a Queen than a Princess this time around and Link having his own arc of going from simple farmboy to Hero of Hyrule carrying forth his ancestor’s legacy.

8. A Link Between Worlds - Virtually clones of the next Link and Zelda pair on this list, but with somewhat more personality and agency, helped along by their Lorulian counterparts.

9. A Link to the Past / Link’s Awakening / Oracle of Ages & Seasons - The “classic” Link and Zelda who provided the template for the others. No real personality to speak of, sadly.

10. The Minish Cap - These two, who are childhood friends, have slightly more personality than the above...but I’m sorry, the “toon” designs do not fit beyond The Wind Waker and its direct follow-ups. It’s a freaking Game Boy Advance game, why give them these expressive designs if we aren’t going to actually see any expressions? Also, Link’s birb hat is distracting. 

11. The Legend of Zelda / Zelda II: The Adventure of Link - Basic blank slates that existed before the franchise truly got solidified on the SNES. Zelda especially just looks wrong now.

12/13. Four Swords & Four Swords Adventures - These are technically two separate incarnations of Link and Zelda, but they’re essentially carbon copies of each other. I can’t find myself giving the remotest shit about Link when there are four of him, and what the fuck is up with this different “toon” Zelda design? That giant red bow she’s wearing looks hideous!

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1. Hyrule Warriors - Again, this game nabs the top spot and gives us the definitive version of the character. Ganondorf in this game has it all: the active villainy and terrifying chimera beast form like in Ocarina of Time, the capacity for self-reflection and self-awareness like in The Wind Waker, the manipulative usage of other villains as pawns like in A Link to the Past, Twilight Princess and Four Swords Adventures, and even the mastery over his Demise rooted elements before Tears of the Kingdom. We even get three whole chapters of him as the playable protagonist, where he gets to show off his non-inherently evil qualities such as his tactical brilliance, good leadership skills, and sheer determination to achieve his goals.

2. Tears of the Kingdom - The latest Ganondorf, who is also the first in the series’ timeline, has been met with great acclaim, and rightfully so. Not only does he (mercifully) usurp Demise’s position as Demon King whose hatred fuels almost every great evil in the series, but he feels like Ocarina of Time’s Ganondorf on steroids: an active, omnipresent villain despite not being on screen that much but this time not even needing to be mobile to do so thanks to the horrific Gloom ecosystem under his control. And like the corresponding versions of Link and Zelda, he bucks tradition hard design-wise by having a dragon as his beast form rather than a giant pig. Add to this Matt Mercer’s epic voice and you’ve got a fantastic villain.

3. Ocarina of Time - The first ever Ganondorf created, this is the character that took Ganon from an average villain to one of the greatest villains in video game history. He actively drives every major crisis over the course of the game, lending him an aura of omnipresence despite his actual limited screentime, and is shown to be as cunning as he is powerful by tricking Link and Zelda into helping him conquer Hyrule, turning it into a dystopian nightmare. He’s also deliciously theatrical - the man plays his own theme music on a pipe organ, for crying out loud! The cherry on top is his horrifying Ganon form taken in an unforgettable final boss fight.

4. The Wind Waker - Ganondorf is kept at a distance throughout this game, locked away in his tower and pulling strings, more of a McGuffin than a nemesis. After Ocarina of Time, this is a disappointment, but it could be made up for with good pay-off. And man, does the game ever deliver. When Ganondorf takes action, he is terrifying, both animalistically psychotic enough to do anything yet humanely wizened enough to control this madness at the same time, giving Link the worst of both worlds to contend with. And not only do we get yet another epic final boss fight against him, but he even ends up as a tragic figure: a wretched old soul full of regrets but too full of greed and pride to act upon them, desperately clinging to his dreams rooted in the past while raging against the future that threatens to leave him behind.

5. Twilight Princess - Being just the power behind Zant until the very end, Ganondorf is just here to be the final boss. Again, this would disappoint if the game didn’t make him a worthy final boss, and it more than delivers in this regard. You fight this bastard in just about every way you possibly could fight him, all while he displays a chilling malevolence in every word and action. He really does feel like what he is: an aged-up version of Ocarina of Time’s Ganondorf whose goal is still well in sight and thus he’s able to play the long game to get it.

6. A Link Between Worlds - As many others have observed, Yuga-Ganon of Lorule ended up being a greater menace than his Hylian counterpart who comes directly below him on this list. Not only does he have a unique design and personality of his own, but he is an even more formidable opponent in battle, full of tactical creativity that is difficult for Link to counter.

7. A Link to the Past / Oracle of Ages & Seasons - The “classic” Ganon. He’s big, he’s got magic powers, and he’s got a wicked trident. Unfortunately, you barely ever see him, much less get a feel for any personality beyond baseline evil. Oh well, he still gets the job done.

8. Breath of the Wild / Hyrule Warriors: Age of Calamity - He’s more of an evil force of nature than a proper character, especially in Breath of the Wild where he has been rendered mindless. What he lacks in substance he makes up for in style, as he is visually stunning.

9. Four Swords Adventures - The problem with this incarnation of the character is that he entered development as one thing and ended it as another. He was supposed to be the same version of Ganon as two spots above and this game would show his origin. But when Shigeru Miyamoto nixed that, we end up with a Ganondorf who is completely offscreen, and a Ganon who still just feels exactly like that version but with a different color scheme. The best that can be said about him is that he finally allowed there to be a truly gigantic 2D sprite of Ganon.

10. The Legend of Zelda - Ganon is one of video gaming’s greatest villains, but man would you not be able to tell that from his debut. All the build-up and mystery surrounding him, presented so well in the instruction manual (”no one knows how he looks like, for none have lived to tell”), and what do we get? A teleporting blue pig in a red jersey. That is SO LAME.

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Birb update: La wiwi (formerly el wiwi, turns out shes a girl!) got extremely ill again a week ago (fungus in her crop and an infection, possibly from eating food contaminated by human spit with an already compromised immune system) but she has been a very brave girl and is taking her medication 4 times a day

Im lying, shes not brave and she hates it. She gets it everywhere and for the time being she HATES me. But alas she has gotten better. She is not as lively as i would like but honestly? I think shes depressed and angry.

Today i got her a cage update to make amends. Her former cage was rusty and a bit smaller than i would have liked. Also gave her a little treat. She still tries to bite my ass but will sometimes come sit on my head. Still hates her medication.

Sadly i am broke now, but i digress. I will spend everything for my beautiful girl. We are winning. My bank account is not.

[vanali-of-winterfell]

For the OC Ask Game: Ikki

4. When scared, does your OC fight, flee, freeze or fawn?

7. What's one way your OC has changed since you first came up with them?

14. How does your OC want to be seen by other characters?

Thank you so much for the interest in the geology birb!

4: When scared, does your OC fight, flee, freeze, or fawn?

Ikki runs. It's in Ikki II, but yeah, she runs away. That's both in terms of literal physical danger and also in terms of just running away from her social anxiety and going off and licking rocks in the wilderness. Not that she minds licking rocks, of course. She's also run away from some stuff that's getting into spoiler territory. Honestly, she doesn't realize it, but Ikki just wants to be able to stop running and settle down somewhere.

7: What's one way your OC has changed since you first came up with them?

Would be easier to answer how the fic has changed; Ikki's a relatively recent creation of mine, dating back to July of this year, and she only got integrated into the fic in August. For reference, Karranis and Inali date back to October 2020. Probably her biggest change was being taken from her own standalone character to being included in The Second Calamity, which means that now instead of just having a vague past, I've been able to tie her in a lot more with Inali.

14: How does your OC want to be seen by other characters?

Honestly, she kind of doesn't. If she could just go out into the wilderness, do her job, and then come back every so often to deliver her results without being noticed, she'd be happy. If she does have to be seen by others, she just wants to be respected and for her not to turn things awkward. While she wants to be respected, her own self-doubt doesn't really let her accept this, it's a whole mess of self-sabotage. Ikki doesn't really realize that she's getting in her own way a lot.

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Unused ideas: Irene Lovejoy's siblings

So originally, Irene was supposed to have 4 younger sisters. That idea was first started when I drafted the Engelika's original family tree.

It was just a simple idea, appeared on a whim, I gave them names and appearances, but it's been a while since then, I don't remember much about them. So now they will have their own spotlight, as I will be redesigning them :D

No promises they will show up any time in the near future, but in an AU, perhaps.

Concept: 4/9 Muses of Greek Mythology

Picrew

General info:

Full name: Melpomene Lovejoy (named after the muse of tragedy)

Age: 16

Birthday: 31st October (Before midnight)

Gender: Male (AFAB)

Pronouns: He/They

Sexuality: Transgender, Demisexual

Fun facts:

The second oldest child and the older twin

He prefers to be called Melli or Mel, his legal name is a mouthful and he doesn't like it really much

Mel is somewhat okay with his body the way it is, but dysphoria sometimes gets the best of him, and a lot of those times leaves many scars

Mel got top surgery on his 15th birthday

Mel has ADHD and mild insomnia

Mel dyes his hair white and left a couple strands of black hair to match with his older sister Irene, who has black hair with strands of white

Mel looks up to the oldest a lot and apsires to be as cool as her

Mel enjoys rock and classical music

Mel fears being left alone and forgotten, but his sisters are always there to support him

Mel dreams to become a well-known guitarist in the future

Picrew

General info:

Full name: Thalia Lovejoy (named after the muse of comedy)

Age: 16

Birthday: 1st November (After midnight)

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/Her

Sexuality: Cisgender, Bisexual

Fun facts:

The middle child and younger twin

Like Mel, she dyed her hair pink but it's to match her love of pastel colours, her original hair colour is brown

Her clothes and room aesthetics is pastel kidcore

She adores the Hello Kitty franchise, plushies, dolls, and pastel fashion

You sometimes can't pry her out of mind when she's hyperfixated on an artistic concept, this results in many times she forgot to eat

She gets better over time, but there are still times she slips into old habits

She wants to be a fashion designer growing up

Picrew

General info:

Full names: Erato and Calliope Lovejoy (named after the muse of lyrics and love poetry, and the muse of epic poetry respectively)

Age: 12

Birthday: 21st March

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/Her

Fun facts:

The youngest twins

Calliope is the older twin

Both are nicknamed Eri and Calli respectively by their older siblings

They're both usually secretive about their mischief, but it's fortunately always end up some harmless pranks

Erato likes technical subjects like Chemistry and Biology, while Calliope enjoys history and music

Both are shy around strangers and prefer to stay close to their siblings

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Day 4 actually done

June almost over, so yay less anxiety over being judged for my beliefs (and less second-hand embarrassment from Twitter mfs, like have you seen that one post about someone being upset about less companies changing into rainbow logos because “it’s not profitablely sound anymore to openly support LGBTQ+”, like rainbow capitalism wants MONEY not change) I MEAN getting this thing out.

some are my thoughts for Kwazii are in here https://www.tumblr.com/cutechickdgaming/721533875922354176/day-4-incomplete-ek-dangit-i-was-having-issues?source=share

infodump on funny (accidental) trans mallard duck incoming

This was the duo piece I wanted to get done, but boy was this duck HARD to color, all these airbrush stuff...She’s nice though. I forgot her name in English, but from my childhood, I’m betting 50 dollars her name is Diana. All the ducks’ names started with d in the English dub of Bird Squad. It’s hard for me to pinpoint her exact name in Italian due to the available Italian episodes not specifying what names belong to which duck, but in French, she’s Caroline.

If anyone has a grasp on duck plumage...yeah. I’m guessing it was overlooked, I mean Bird Squad doesn’t have the best accuracy to animals, like Marius being HUGE for an Indian blackbird or Humphrey/Brio flapping his wings up and down while real hummingbirds flap in a figure-eight. If Caroline was mottled brown like a female mallard, then it’d be harder to distinguish her from the group. It’d make sense for her canon plumage design to indicate that she’s AMAB (mtf). Also she’s vibing with the acrobatic duck squad, ngl they seem like a hive mind lmao.

Soo in terms of being trans, one is implied (and totally fine by Meomi) from the OG book typos, one is literally on the screen if you have an iota of knowledge on sexual dimorphism in ducks.

Ima go wrap up my infodumping rq, SO I have a bit of a like-hate relationship with the ducks. They are arguably the most valuable members to the Squad, saving creatures’ lives several times in the season (Pina/Penny the penguin in episode 1, Chou-Chou/Amelie in Jolie Owl, Ticchio/Willy the woodpecker in The Cuckoo Big Ben, Barbara the INFLATED whale in the Krakatoa episode, Diego the seagull in the Barcelona episode, the stork’s eggs from a flaming chimney in the Bavaria episode, and much more), so they’re practically gigachads. BUT I’m questioning the necessity of making their dumptrucks THAT BIG. Maybe it’s all muscle, but God are they CURSED. Italian children’s TV is built different, man.

Enough birb talk, this is Octonauts Week, have my belated pride and I’ll do days 5 and 6 later.