#squak! [chatting]

[b0red-b1rds]

Yall I had a thought

If Boothill's face is the only part of him that he can still feel...

Do you think he'd get overwhelmed if someone touches his face?

I mean, he'd clearly never let anyone close without permission. You're either getting shot or bitten otherwise. But if it's someone he trusts? Or, even worse (or better), someone he likes?

This poor man.

He's probably insanely touchstarved, so the feeling of gentle hands on his face, tracing what little was left of his true self? Throw in a bit of praise for his looks?

Bright blue blush, eyes squeezed shut, and hands gripping whatever he can find. Poor man can not handle it.

[b0red-b1rds]

I'm low on ideas so imma just write about this idea for a bit

The set in stone lore is that the kidlin is found by whoever Teyvat thinks would protect them the best! Tighnari being no-nonsense and doesn't seem the type to believe things at face value, Xiao who, while loyal, can still clearly see the way the world shields the baby, Diluc who cannot bring himself to harm something so small and innocent. Teyvat (or we, the viewers) is the one to choose who finds the bab! -sibling anon

very cool, thank you for clarifying!

edit: this ask was also sent in

[attapullman]

Screw the mean anon, sending you lots of kisses in exchange for more shirtless neighbor bob 💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋

mwah baby

feel like we all deserve a treat to get the negativity off the blog, so here's a little tidbit in the works

*SQUAK*

An electronic croak of the jukebox cutting off comes out of nowhere and suddenly you’re jarred back to the present. Your eyes blink repeatedly as you take in the warmly lit Navy bar, sailors and aviators inhaling beer all around you. To your right, Robert is chatting with…Fanboy? You’re going to struggle with this callsign business. Which reminds you that you’ve always meant to ask Robert what his is. Somehow you’re always interrupted by his kisses and attention. You imagine it’s something to do with home improvement, or math, or something related to the pinpoint precision and care he puts into every task. 

His elbow rubs against yours, checking in that you’re alright surrounded by the rowdy crowd. You exchange small, private smiles and tip your beer against his. Squaring your shoulders, you turn your attention back to the group around the pool tables.

Somewhere in the middle of your second beer arriving and the tall one with the porn stashe’s loud story, you zoned out. Too many technical terms and Robert was taking a backseat to the conversation as well. 

[gutsandsweets]

Fictober day 4

Prompt #5; "It's a new day, let's go!

Characters: Nefertari Vivi, Karoo, Pell the Falcon

﹏﹏﹏

As the sun rose over the horizon, the light shine into the buildings and brightened rooms all over the land. Shadows shifted, the darkness covering only the backgrounds of urbanization now.

People all over begin to open their eyes,some more reluctantly than others. Front Doors were opening left and right as people went on their way to get an early start to whatever they had planned for the day. Some made small talk with others as they continued to wake up. Not even long into the start of a new day, and the citizens were already as lively as ever.

Among them was the inhabitants residing in the Royal castle. Some had already woken up before the others to start their separate duties earlier. The king and his subordinates had been up for quite some time now, walking around the grand building as they did thing after thing. They chatted amongst each other with various topics rolling off of their tongues. Steps and voices echoed through the vast halls of the castle, and anyone who hasn't already been up was now starting to rise. The sun was about half way up now, illuminating more than half of the entire city.

Shifting could be heard from a nearby room, white and adorned with a few limited decorations. Inside the room sat the princess of the kingdom, Nefertari Vivi. She had awoken not too long ago, stretching her arms above her head in a silent yawn as she went to get ready. She had many things that she needed to accomplish today; the duties of royalty never restedto the dismay of many. As she moved around her room, she grabbed a simple but fitting outfit for the day from her long closet. After a bit of pondering, she had chosen a soft fabric dress with small ruffles near the top line and sleeves with a similar texture and shape of their own. The waist and ahoudlers of the long dress had luxurious golden jewelry on it, fit for royalty but not too over the top.

Vivi wasn't much of a person to flaunt her status, and didn't want to wear anything too contradicting that could seem possibly portray her seem as such- arrogant, overly egotistical and pushy was exactly what she strived to never be. Not for her life, and not for anyone else's.

As she slipped on the clean dress after setting her sleep wear aside, she grabbed a deep royal purple brush and ran it through her hair. Once she was done with that, Vivi grabbed her typical flower hairclip that she used to hold her hair back. Readjusting the sheets, pillows, and blankets in an organized matter for when she returned to it once again at the night.

As she made a few finishing touches, she opening her door slowly. The sound of words went through her ears as she smiled and started to walk through that various halls. As she saw people, she would politely wave to them and ask how they were doing/had slept. After a few minutes, she had reached the front area of the place. The patter of feet and squaks could be heard behind her, catching her attention as her smile stretched across her face.

She shifted her body to face the source of the sound, where it had come from.

As she did, her duck companion, karoo, was in front of her. He was quite tall- not as much as the princess, but way more than your average duck., He sported his typical chullo hat and cup necklace.

He began to run around her in circles, quacking loudly about who knows what.

The princess began to laugh at this action, a hand held to her mouth as she waited for karoo to slow down. Once he get tired of doing so after a while, she looked back down to him while she spoke.

"You're very lively today, aren't you? Hehe!"

He comes to a stop, once again in front of her. He gives his most determined and excited look he can muster up, flapping his wings and hopping up and down. He quacks more in response, and while Vivi cannot quite understand exactly what he's saying, she knows from his tone and how he usually acts.

They begin to walk alongside each other with the princess speaking to him about today's activities. She had a list of things she needed to do outside for the castle. Sometime after they had met up, a tall man dressed In a long white robe and a hat came up to them. Both with brown star-like shapes on the silk. He politely bowed his head in the direction of the princess.

"Good morning, princess Vivi. How did you sleep? " asked Pell.

He was one of the two main guards of the kingdom- The strongest warrior, and a devil fruit user.

The princess looked up with a curious hum, immediately responding upon seeing who it was.

"Ah, hello Pell! I slept quite alright, but there are many things I would like to do today. so I decided to wake up a bit earlier than usual!"

"Yes, that certainly explains it. What do you plan to do on this sunny day?"

"Mostly just some shopping around the stalls, possibly get some more shirts or jewelry.."

He nodded at her words, understanding that it would be best if he left her to her duties for today. He spoke as he went to turn and walk away.

"Of course. I'll leave you to it then-."

They said their parting words for the morning as she set about to complete the tasks she mentioned. Karoo kept to her side as she exited the entrance of the building, beginning to glance around the land. After a short amount of time, she came upon the stall that had what she had chosen to buy. With a quick pace she moved amongst the spaces.

She turned the corners and structures with her hands clasped in front of her(holding a double handed basket between them both. The sun gleamed over her, warming her skin as the rays shone over the stalls. Each of them sold different things varying from food and crafts all the way to golds and riches. More people could be seen strolling on the streets and sidewalks doing whatever they pleased.

One of the many good things people enjoyed about being a citizen of the Alabama kingdom was how nobody was particularly forbidden from doing anything much. Of course, there were the typical limits, but the royals and higher ups didn't want to be overly controlling over their people. The royals respected the citizens, and the citizens respected the royals. The people were very loyal in return and very rarely complained about anything. Everyone lived together in coordination with their lives.

Vivi went from place to place purchasing various foods, clothing, and jewelry. She talked between the stallholders and others surrounding. She spoke with a smile as she started to return to the palace. Going through the same turns as she had before, and eventually arriving back to it. Opening the doors, she went back to her room to set down the new articles of clothing she had gotten.

With no time at all, most of what the princess needed to do had already been completed. The sun had started it's descent behind the earth in the distance. The shades of the night sky had once again returned, and the princess began to get ready to turn in for the day. She switched back into a clean pair of her sleepwear as she layed back into her bed. She let out a deep sigh, staring up at the ceiling of the room. Today was very successful, and she hoped that the days in the near future would be just the same- if not even better.

As the sun returned, the princess opened her eyelids once again. Sitting up and rubbing her eyes, she prepared for the repetitive cycle of day to continue. She looked out the window as birds passed by. She opened her mouth, speaking with an energetic tone to karoo who layed at the end of the bed.

"Well.. It's a new day. Let's go!"

Ive had this one done for a bit, but needed to work on the next two days since I got a bit behind.. But here it is!!

[nyutatoes]

My Bubbysona! (Eat chips and squak a lot) Aaaand the time I exploded in Goldbullet Pre-chat

[superspookyjanelle]

THE LAST MESSAGES FROM OC’s CONTACT LIST AND WHAT THEY HAVE THEM UNDER

Group Chat - Freya Protection Squad ( light blue=Andhera, dark blue= Freya )

Lord Squak Airavis - 💕💕💕💕Favorite Fey 💕💕💕💕 ( light grey=Freya, dark grey= Squak )

Lady Chirp Featherfowl - Chirpppppppp 🕊 ( light grey=Chirp, dark grey= Freya )

Major K.P Hob - Hob 🤺 ( light grey=Hob, dark grey= Freya )

Binx Choppley - Binx 🦋🧵🧶 ( light grey=Binx, dark grey= Freya )

Delloso de la Rue - ✨Rue ✨ ( light grey=Rue, dark grey= Freya )

Prince Andhera - Pillar Boy 🏛 ( light grey=Andhera, dark grey= Freya )

Delphi Evergold - Del 🌹🌷💐🌻 ( light grey=Delphi, black= Freya )

TAGGING: @witchofinterest @fiercefray @sweetenemyfire @eddysocs @arrthurpendragon @waterloou @villanele @bookstorebunny @roseygirl203 @valdrinors

[supersabbatical2024]

5/3/24: Air Squeak

“Air Squeak”

Yesterday we were chatting with our friend Said, who was walking us somewhere, and he pointed up at the damaged walls in the alley, saying, “You see? Air squeak.” Once to me. Air Squeak? Once to Mari. Air Squeak? And even Claude could not figure out what air squeak was. Said was surprised. He shook his arms at the wall, as if the walls were rumbling, and said, “You never heard of “Airthsquake??” Air Squeak. Airthsquake. Airth Squake. Ahhh, there it is…Earthquake. There was an earthquake somewhere off a distance from Marrakesh, but it still did damage to the back alleys. The alleys don’t look great, and the cats slothing around, snarfing leftovers from tins left around don’t help. But we respect the cats. When asked, Claude had no comment on the subject, except some muttering under his breath.

More pics of Riad Fleur D’Orient.

[moss-covered-thoughts]

Absolutely a ship war breaks out but tucks a bit oblivious. Eventually though, cuz Danny started keeping tabs on the account (tiktok? Podcast? Idk) and for once intentionally stalks over as soon as Tucker starts a video (hey techies! Welcome back--" and Danny marches right up behind him stealing the phone and tucks squaking in the background and Danny looks at the camera straight up like "it's come to my attention that some of you don't think crimewife is amazing. I've come to change that" and it shoots to one of those 86 slide presentation things and Danny passed the phone back to Tucker like "they had this coming, T" and kisses his head and Tucker grumbles a bit like "ok chat guess this is the topic for today, take it away" and the pres is like "85 reasons why our girlfriend is the bomb shit by soup"

The Viewers

Danny and Tucker move in together for college in Gotham

Tucker decided to make tiktoks just for fun, he could teach people about technology and help give tips.

He didn't realize that his viewers could see Danny in the background in some clips.

Danny being Danny was never caught doing something normal instead it was always something weird.

~

Tucker: "So you just switch this piece here-"

Danny in the background more than half his body in the fridge, the fridge is very noticeably growling

Tucker who is so used to it, it doesn't even register in his mind that it's not normal.

~

Tucker fan-boying about the new Wayne tech

His viewers looking behind him at Danny

Danny running around fighting his food which is also growling & flying

~

Tucker modifying his tech for the viewers

Danny's voice in the distance: "Bye Tuck, I need to go soup this guy real quick!"

Viewers: "Cannibalism?!"

~

Tucker: "Ah yes a very normal video!"

His viewers watching Danny:

~

Just an Idea

[gemsofthegalaxy]

knick pnack paddy wack

hobby wobby puddin and pie

[b0red-b1rds]

Can we all agree that Cyno would be an absolute menace if the creator liked his jokes?

Like, he just casually blurts out a bad joke while he's in the temple of the creator. The other acolytes are looking at him with glares of disappointment, and someone is about to tell him off...

...when they hear a quiet laugh.

Everyone turns, and there is the creator, hand over their mouth to muffle their giggles. They are looking right at Cyno, making it quite clear that it was his joke that made him laugh.

Cyno's expression doesn't change, but everyone can see his eyes glittering.

From then on, no one can escape his lame jokes. Everyone is jealous of Al Haitham's soundproof ear pieces. Cyno will Not. Shut. Up.

And there sits the creator, giggling away as Cyno tells joke after awful joke. At least they are having fun...

[expired-bat]

we met in september - chapter 7

heyyyyy sorry for being gone for 2 months!!!!! i just started my final year of high school (woohoo!!!!!!!!) and school's been kicking my ass in writers block :( but ive finally picked up some inspo and im back!!! (for now) enjoy this new chapter and sorry if its shitty :))

also tw for suggestive content ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Nothing exciting happened today at school. Other than that, the duo have arranged to meet up at Dee’s place. He said that he, Heavy, and his dad would be the only ones home, and that his dad is in his study most of the time. Y/N was fine with this.

At the end of the day, the duo met up with Heavy to head to the brother’s residence. The ginger was chatting around with Y/N while Dee was on his phone listening to music. Heavy asked many questions, like where they came from, what their home is like, etc. She responded the best she could, and Heavy let out surprised responses.

“You like Slayer too?! Kick-ass!” he exclaimed. Y/N wouldn’t say she was a major fan, but Heavy was glad that someone had some “good” music taste.

The trio arrived at the large Victorian-esque estate; gloomy and dark, Y/N’s dream home. The wood was painted dull blue, the fences were spiked and all living life was dead. She was in awe with what she was seeing. The architecture and flora were arranged perfectly.

Dee took out his keys and unlocked the door. The three teens entered the home, and Y/N was still in shock at the condition of the brothers’ home. The furniture and decorations were goth-like and it felt like home. Y/N had to admit that she was jealous. Where she is staying currently and her place back at home looked nothing like it besides her bedroom.

The blond placed his keys on the holder that says “Metal Family.” 

“Whoa,” Y/N wondered, “Where did you get that key holder?”

Dee responded, “My mom made it.”

“That’s awesome! Does she-”

A loud creak of a door is heard, a tall figure emerging out of a dark room. There stood a tall blond man with a cold stare. It reminded Y/N of someone…

The girl was intimidated by him, taking a step back and stood behind Dee. She shook; is that the same guy that-

“Dad, what are you doing?”

The man winced at his son’s voice and looked at the trio, a fighting grin emerging. “Hello Dee, Heavy. Just taking a break from the study.” 

He then noticed Y/N.

“Are you one of my sons’ little friends?” he asked.

Y/N swallowed the little saliva on her mouth. He looked way too frightening. It’s not only his height that frightens her, but the bright, glowing eyes and that damn smile. She tried with all of her might to get a sound out of her.

“Dad, this is Y/N. She’s the exchange student people have been talking about. We’re going to be studying together.” the dark prince replied for her. Y/N felt relieved.

He took a closer look at her, then his face lit up. “Ah! You’re the girl who was lost at the airport three weeks ago! It’s nice to meet you again Ms. Y/N!” 

…That’s his dad?

“Y-Yeah, that's me. Thank you for helping me Mr…?”

“Glam.” he continued smiling.

“Yes, Glam…”

There was an awkward silence for a moment.

“Anyways! I gotta log in to beat that damn Antov’s winning streak!!” Heavy squaked before he dashed to his room. Dee went upstairs and Y/N soon followed. She felt watched, and this time, it was from Glam.

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Y/N and Dee enter the boy’s room; there was little light and it looked organized yet cozy. The bed was made, clutter was in its places, and the floor was nearly empty besides a rug and some shoes. The teens put their bags down.

Dee rummaged through his messenger back, taking out the notes for history, both his and Y/N’s.

“Some of the information is either irrelevant to the presentation or myths, but other than that, your notes are good.”

Good. He said that his notes are good.

“Now, onto your little project.” Dee continued.

Y/N jumped and pulled out the thick paper, a pencil, and a textbook for a flat surface. “It’s just a portrait. Just sit down and I’ll sketch it out.”

Dee sat on the desk chair, fixing his posture and his hair. Y/N began her sketch. The markings of the granite stick echoed through the room and filled in its silence. She continued to look at the blond, then back to the dark marks. She had to make this as accurate as possible.

A few minutes would pass before another sound would come out, this time coming out from Dee. “What medium are you going to choose for this?” he asked

“Probably oil. Many portraits are made out of them, so might as well go along with it.” Y/N replied.

The boy hummed in agreement. He knows a bit about visual art, the mediums, color theory, and art history, but is not much of an artist himself. As to quote his father, he has no musical or artistic talent.

An hour would pass until Y/N would be satisfied with the final sketch. She let out a relieved sigh and put the paper and pencil down.

Dee relaxed, then looked at the artist; she stretched her back and arms and let out a soft groan. Her shirt lifted up, exposing a bit of her stomach. Her soft fishnet thighs squished on the dark rug. He could’ve sworn he saw her-

Look away!!!

He couldn’t believe those thoughts ran into his head! Fucking hormones!!

“Do you know where the bathroom is?” she asked.

“... It’s the first door to the left.”

She got up from the floor and exited his room. Dee sighed, covering his heated face, He swore that he felt his jeans tighten.

Ignoring that, he looked at the sketch; it looked too fucking real, something straight out of a camera but it’s not. It was completely made from her hands. Internally, he was full of glee and couldn’t believe that he was this lucky. He quickly took out his phone and took a photo of the sketch. He’s planning on printing it out and keeping it on his wall.

He couldn’t hear the girl’s heavy footsteps, too focused on the details on the paper.

“Do you like it?”

Dee looked up to see the girl above him. His face flushed and looked back at the drawing. He let out a soft smile.

“I love it.”

Absolute word vomit. Dee realized what he said and immediately covered his mouth. He then looked at Y/N, flustered at his words. She fumbled her hands and looked away from him. 

“Thank you…”

She’s so cute.

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Unfortunately, Y/N had to go home. She said her goodbyes to her friend, his brother, and father. When Dee closed the door after she was far, far away, his world darkened. It was all back to normal and he hated it. Heavy was screaming out words that are definitely not gamer-friendly, mom was fixing her bike, and dad was fixing up dinner. Dee pulled out his phone and looked at the photo of the sketch. He zoomed in to focus on the little details; the speckle of freckles and moles on his face, the small parts of frizzy hair sticking out, and the smudge of his eye makeup.

Is this how she looks at him? Is he really that beautiful? Of course not, she’s doing the most realistic thing. Hell, she even got his thick eyebrows and resting-bitch face correctly!

He put his phone away and trotted back to his room. He flopped on his ready-made bed, destroyed by his lithe body. Dee stared at the ceiling for what seemed to be eons, until his dad called for dinner.

All he could think about right now was her.

[strayheartless]

Hi sorry, I saw you're thing and I thought of this! hope its okay that I hijacked a little but I loved the idea!

"you really love him, don't you?" Kairi says quietly. Neither of them look at each other as the sun began its slow decent into the sea. They had been sitting out here for a little while now; the happy yelling behind them creating a comforting backing track to the nights celebrations.

As Riku looked back at his other friends, he could see Roxas hanging off of Sora's back; Ventus and Xion bodily wrapped around his ankles.

"Lea, Terra!" the brunette yelled in a harrassed voice "Get your damn Children!" He tried dragging the foot being held hostage by Xion who wailed that they were 'simply making sure he didn't dissapear again', but soon realised he was carrying too much weight to make any real progress.

"Sorry sora," Terra yelled back, from his place standing with Lea and Isa; chatting over beers. "its what you get for abandoning them for a full year!"

Sora wailed dramatically that, 'that wasn't even his fault', but he was ignored as Roxas leaned forward; overballencing them so that all four of them ended up sprawled on the floor.

Riku chuckled, turning away again, to find Kairi looking at him intently. He hated when she did that. She'd make this face that said 'I can see right through you' and he knew he couldn't hide from her. He looked back at the sunset, sighing.

"What do you want me to say Kairi?"

"The truth would be nice," she said leaning over to poke his cheek. "Come on Riku its just me. Give me a little credit, I still haven't told him about the time you replaced his goldfish after he killed it!"

Riku snorts, batting her hand away good naturedly. "It's just hard to admit out loud," There was a shriek of laughter from the Bar behind them as Namine joined in on smothering Sora to death with affection. It had Both Riku and Kairi turning once more from the sunset to watch as their friends repeatedly placed kiss after kiss all over The boys face, while Sora himself Squaked in embarrassed indignance.

It was hard to look away now that they both had their attention fully on their best friend. He'd been gone for so long now that it was hard to get enough of looking at him; Even if he was desperatly yelling "Squall! come save me!" as Yuffie decided to get in on the fun.

"I've been in love with Sora my whole life..." Riku said eventually, after watching Squall stick his hand into the puppy pile and hoist Sora out by the back of his shirt. "I don't know if I could pin point when exactly I realised it, or if it even matters at this point, but if I try to look back that far I can't think if a single day when he wasn't the centre of my universe,"

"I hated you for a long time because it felt like I wasn't the centre of his anymore. I sometimes catch myself in it even now; just thinking about if any of this would have happened, had it been the two of us..."

Kairi was looking at him, he knew she was, but he was too ashamed of himself to look at her.

"When Sora and I were together we could go anywhere, I really believed that. It had always just been me and him against the world, and when you came along I was so convinced that everything would change that I ended up hurting both of you in a way I never wanted to..."

He heaved a sigh that seemed to deflate his entire posture, as he ballanced his elbows on to his knees and rested his eyes on the backs of his clasped hands.

"I'm sorry," Kairi placed a hand against his back, and it took everything Riku had not to start crying.

"It's really not your fault Kairi. You know as well as I do that Sora is the one who's mastered following his heart. Not us."

She laughs dryly, leaning over to place her cheek against the back of his shoulder.

"He's always loved you to, you know?" She mumbles wwrapping her arm around him. "Even if he's still too thick skulled to figure it out yet, I know he does. Its written all over his face whenever he looks at you... used to make me so jealous,"

It was Riku's turn to laugh this time. "Thats nice of you to say Kai, but its always been you," He was glad he didn't sound bitter or accusing, he was too tired to be. he loved his friends and even if this one stung; he never wanted to hurt either of them ever again.

"you're wrong Riku. There will be a day soon when you'll see the same light in his eyes that I see, but you have to look for it. its always been you for him."

She squeezed his midsection in her comforting hold and whispered:

"Just wait, you'll see."

The way you just know Riku would say he’s been in love with Sora his entire life

[the-dirtiest-of-twenties]

Scene by Scene Breakdown for Episode One: A Bloom To Remember

0:00-0:45 -Opening Credits

0:45-2:00 - Pack of Pixies

2:00- 4:13 - Mechanics, Reputation trackers

4:13 - 5:23 - First Glance at PC’s

5:23 - 6:18 - Setting- Explaining the Bloom

6:18 - Andhera Introduction

7:39 - Andhera Character Art

8:50 - Enter Advisor

9:34  - Persuasion check - First Roll (Nat 1)

13:02 - 14:18 - Yeth Hound- Intro Grandpa Dog

17:53 - Gwyndolin Introduction

19:02 - Gwyn Character Art

21:32-24:56 - Mika Heralds

25:15 - Chorus

25:58

25:58 - Hob Introduction

27:41 - Hob Character Art

29:31 - Goblin Height distinction - Salt Goblins!

30:55 - 31:46 - Dex Check - (Nat 1)

32:28 - Attack Roll against a Tree (Nat 20)

33:10 - Goblin King Speaks of Missions

37:10 - 37:21 - Rule of Mayhem

38:45 - Goblin Low-down

41:54

41:54 - Rue Introduction

43:37 - Enter Wuvvy (43:43 Character Art)

44:41 - Rue Character Art 1

46:04 - Wuvvy, Breathe

48:33 - “That is so Wuvvy.”

50:54

50:54 - First Four Meet

52:58 - Rue’s History on Gwyn (=5)

53:38 - Hob’s Insight on Rue&Gwyn

55:09 - Andhera’s Debut

56:15 - How Hob’s sitting

57:01 - Hob and Andhera re-introductions

57:58 - Rue’s History on Battle of Briar Falls (=16)

59:50 - Awkward Toast

1:00:25 - Lords of the Wing

1:05:11 - Chirp Introduction (1:05:40 Character Art)

1:06:24 - Squak Introduction (1:06:47 Character Art)

1:08:42 - Lord of the Wing Debut

1:10:32 - First Demand for Satisfaction

1:11:18 - “Our Grandfather Invented Birds”

1:13:21 - Demand for Satisfaction Cont.

1:16:25 - Chirp disses the Seelie Court

1:18:31 - First Mention of Broken Engagement

1:22:02 - Hob Disputes “Engagement”

1:25:45 - Andhera Recovers the Mood

1:27:13 - Andhera’s Drug Crystals

1:28:09 - Grandfather Flashback

1:34:26 - First Gift of Gab

1:37:25 - Back to the Present

1:38:08 - Lords of the Wing History Check on Andhera

1:40:16 - Lords of the Wing chat with Rue

1:42:14

The Wager

1:44:56 - Wuvvy brings the contract

1:46:11 - Gwyn’s Arcana check

1:48:06 - Conclusion

[y0ur-h0nor]

Sweater in the Snow|| Sbi angst.

>•||Chapter 8||•<

Gender Neutral! Reader

|| Please do not steal my work, I work hard in writing them so I appreciate you do not go around stealing my work and claim it as yours||

A/n: This is the longest chapter I have written so far but I have this small feeling that the chapters would be longer in future but if not, as usual each chapter is 1k words long.

Philza rocks the child in his arms as he gazes as the baby coos at him grabbing at anything that their little hands could grab on.

Philza was finally a Father, the thought of witnessing life growing and being nurtured had left a fuzzy warm feeling in him, like the warm embrace of the Mother.

Philza holds the child close and promises to protects them with all his might and let nothing bad happen to them.

The child would only play his hair and grab at his striped bucket hat, too young to understand what this moment meant.

This meant that Philza Minecraft had promised that he'd keep this child safe and sound to grow in a loving household and is cared for.

It's because He promised...

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Philza took the plates and went to the kitchen to wash them, as he washed he listened in to the children talking, Y/n was going on about something that happened when they were hanging out with the crows during their time out in the woods to Techno.

Techno listened in as he watches the child do gestures as they go on about their day, a small smile making it's way onto his face.

Techno or Technoblade was a child Philza had taken in and raised like he was his own, he was like a protegé, an apprentice but he was more than that, he was family.

Y/n was a child of Philza's, a little bit younger than Techno, they really made things different ever since they came into the world, they haven't grown in their wings yet so assuming they are human considering they are already 8, by now they would've already grown a pair of wings like Philza's but it was fine.

Them being happy and healthy was what's important.

Techno and Y/n also got along very well, Techno was a fan of Greek Mythology and Y/n loved to listen to Techno talk about it, they thought the stories were very fun and amazing (despite the gory stuff that happened) but overall they were like attached to the hip, Techno wasn't one to be very expressive with his emotions but he felt alright to display affection towards the child.

Everything was alright for the three of them and nothing could've been more better right now.

Philza had finished up washing and drying dishes when he made his way to the living room to see that Techno and Y/n were on the couch, Y/n playing with Techno's hair and Techno just sat still as he read his book.

Philza smiled at the sight, it just never seizes to tug at his heart, he'd do anything to protect these two, to keep this picture of them clear and in no harm.

Philza clapped his hands together and the two turned to him, 'It's time for bed time, Y/n, Techno, You guys can resume this in the morning it's getting late.' Y/n pouted as they looked at Philza, their (e/c) eyes shining.

Philza sighs and shakes his head, smiling he says 'Not this time my little angel.' 'Awwww' they looked down to their lap but get off the couch and walk over to Philza looking up at him with their arms extended, Philza picks them up and walk up the stairs to the direction of the child's bedroom.

Philza opens the door and places the child in their bed tucking them in, they yawn as they rub sleepily at their eyes, Philza makes a move to open Y/n's night light and gives them a kiss on the forehead, he runs a hand through their (h/c) hair he stands up and closes the lights and left the room.

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...n

...Y/n..

Y/N

Y/n wakes up with a start gasping as they look around, they grip their blankets closer to themself as another call of their name makes them sit up and get down their bed.

They pull on their sleeves as they follow the voice, it was dark inside the house but they didn't mind as they follow the familiar voice of their Father, they didn't bother to grab a coat or put on boots as they only sported their sweater and pajama bottoms.

They open the door and close it as they stand on their front porch searching for their Father, again they hear the voice and follow, they shiver at the cold contact of the snow beneath their feet but trudge forward to the direction of the voice, beyond the woods, they now start running to keep up.

They wrap their arms around themself trying to keep warm as they shout for their Father, 'DAD WHERE ARE WE GOING?' They furrow their brows but they didn't get a response.

Turning around they breath out air as they try to remember where they were, looking up they try to look for their Father's crows in hope that the crow could call their Father for them, they gasp as they see a familiar crow 'Chat! Chat! Please get Dad!' They flail their arms at the crow, it caws and flies up to the sky in the direction from where they came from.

They pant as they try to stay awake, given that they had woken up in the middle of the night, they shiver as they cup their hands together and try to warm it up, they try to look around again where they were supposed to go, they supposed to follow Chat but they got confused which direction they flew.

They decided to just start walking hoping that was the direction Chat had flee in.

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Phil groggily woke up as he grumbled rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he turns to the window of his room to see Chat hitting the window with their beak, when they notice that Philza was awake they flap their wings and Caw.

Phil mutters something under his breath and gets out of bed to open the window and bring the bird in, Chat settles on Phil's arm, 'What is Chat? It's the middle of the night..' Phil still sleepy rubs his eyes and listens in to what the bird has to say, They squak and caw at Phil telling him what he needed to hear.

Phil's breath hitched as Chat finishes, he rushes to get his clothes on and going over to Y/n's room to see that their in fact not their and go over to grab them a coat just in case and he goes over to Techno's room to wake him up.

Techno stirs in his sleep and looks to a disheveled looking Phil as he sits up to ask him what was going on but before he could even ask, Phil shoves a coat and his sword towards him, 'Put on your coat and boots, bring your sword in case, Y/n isn't in their room.' Phil says in a hurry as he ties up his hair, Techno's eyes widen but he complies.

Y/n was his family and he'd do anything to protect them, he didn't want to lose them, not now not ever.

He gears up and he hurries to tie the laces of his boots, he tried his hardest to ignore the voices when they clashed with each other demanding that Techno would bring them home safe.

He shakes his head and stands up when he finishes up tying his laces, grabbing his sword he trudges down stairs and goes outside and see Phil letting Chat fly up into the air, 'Chat will be flying back to where they found Y/n, if they can't find them there we'll look around the area they were last seen.' Phil says, Techno nods and Phil takes up into the air and they follow the Crow.

Please be okay...

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Y/n had settled against a tree because they were getting tired, they shivered as they hug themselves, failing to keep themselves warm, their vision began to become blurry as tears started forming in their eyes, 'I want Techno and Daddy back!' They cry as they call for Techno and their Dad.

Their fingertips and toes were starting to feel numb, they look down at their hands, their gands started reddening and it felt very prickly and numb, it standed out with their (s/c) skin, they sobbed and buried their head in their arms.

They just wanted their Daddy back...

Phil looked around the area trying to see if his child was around, he also tried looking for footprints but unfortunately more snow covered it up, 'Techno, You take that direction and I'll take this one, Chat you go look to that direction, Techno you know what to do when you find them and Chat come back to me when you find them.' Phil orders as the two gave a nod, Chat flies into the air and Techno goes into the opposite direction of Phil's.

Phil takes a deep breath and runs forward gripping onto the spare coat he brought with him, he wasn't ready to lose Y/n, he wanted to see them grow into a person they want to be, He has met many people and has been with them and has watched them die but he didn't think that he'd lose his child this way and so soon.

'Y/N!'

'Y/N! WHERE ARE YOU?'

You started feeling sleepy, you look again to your hands and it started to become blackish, transforming from white to black fingertips.

They cringe at the sight, they started drifting but a call to their name makes them lift up their head, they look around but frown when they see no one.

They shouldn't have followed the voice, if they didn't they would've been still okay and asleep in their room, another sob is racked from their throat as they grip on their hair in frustration, 'Y/N!' They stop, They look up and another call of their name has them flinching 'SWEETHEART PLEASE! WHERE ARE YOU?' They start tearing up again as they try to stand up, 'Dad..' They tried shouting for their Father but their boice was so hoarse it was just like a mere whisper.

They stood up and steadied themself against the tree as they listen again for another call, 'Y/N!' another shout comes from in front of them, they try running but that had them falling back into the snow face first, they grunt but carefully try standing back up.

A caw from above is heard, they look up to see Chat, they smile and let out an airy chuckle with new found determination they stand up and walk slowly and call out again hoping they are heard, 'Dad!' They cringe at the pain but go through it calling out to Philza again 'DAD!' They shout sobbing as the pain was starting to become unbearable.

Philza gasps as he runs forward seeing the familiar figure of his child, 'Y/N!' He shouts, he starts picking up the pace as he sees Y/n more clearer, their once (s/c) was starting to get paler and their hands and feet had frostbite on them, they started feeling weak and started falling but before they could fall into the snow Philza catches them.

He started sobbing when he finally got them in his arms again, 'It's okay, I've got you.' He starts dressing them in the coat but he knows it won't do much since they were freezing cold, he carries them and he takes out his comm and messages Techno.

Techno hears the beep of his comm and went to grab it and saw that Phil messaged him, he opened it and he felt like he breathed easier when he saw that Phil had found Y/n.

Their okay...

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An overdue chat || Niklas and elicia

Niklas knew this has been coming for a while, so when Jax was fretting as Niklas sat up in the crows nest he knew it was because he saw her. Niklas leaned over the edge and saw elicia approaching the ship and he let out a sigh as he looked at his friend

"I think we're going to need booze" he said Jax squaked at him before gliding off, Niklas wondered if he somehow would bring back the right thing for once.

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[id: a list of tags from @bluebellseclipse, punctuation edited for clarity: yes yes yes! oh man, if marin just revealed herself to aryll one day

and aryll would be chatting to her family being like i saw a seagull turn into a girl!!! she's now my best friend. and link is so concerned

one day he looks down to the beach where aryll is playing and he could've sworn there was another girl playing with her.

aryll and marin braid each others hair.

one day after his whole journey link shows aryll how he uses pears to lure in seagulls. link is dumbfounded when arylls like oh me too! and she just yells for marin. and marín as a seagull with a little hibiscus in its hair comes down. seagull squaks happily and sits on arylls shoulder. something something marin turns into a human and link faints

augh. rabid unsupervised beach girls fr fr. they'd get along so well

grandma feeds only that seagull because it's polite and she pets her sometimes

link just comes in one day and marin is helping his grandma cook bc she's the one who cooked back on koholint. he and aryll take turns helping grandma cook but he came late that day bc of hero stuff on windfall and marin who was watching him exhausted, goes and helps his grandma

anyway. im so normal about them. end id]

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marin and aryll would be besties send tweet