#starrlings

[nameissmile]

Consider: SPACE CLOUD DRAGON

[sirensea14]

Woah, I just saw your art of Milo, and I love it! ^^

My deepest heart really wants to give him loving hugs and kisses! 💛

He deserve that~ ;)

Im glad you love Milo's design! Hehe!

[daemonduality]

So the cat's sorta out of the bag now. And as I expected, Levant is mortified to know that I could find her casually no matter where she is. In her words, "even the bathroom?!" which unfortunately I had to answer in the affirmative. Though I suspect she just exclaimed that to just be embarrassing overall or to make Sato laugh (which she did).

That whole business got started when, in a moment of carelessness, Sato asked me "where's Lev" at dinner tonight. And without thinking, I just said "in your grocery store," though I didn't know I gave myself away at the time; I don't really need to focus to find out where she is, after all. Naturally, Sato contacts Lev asking why she's at the grocery store, and Lev has to ask how she knows that. And well, cat's out of the bag.

I suspect my Karma got contaminated with hers back when Kris and I faced off against this bird-dragon-deity thing when we were looking for Levant. Levant called it the Radiance, though that wasn't the name I sensed, not with both of them as one. Kris was the one who really fought and separated the two apart, getting my employer back.

My part was finding it and binding it for just a moment, entangling it with the strings of its immense Karma. But it was the first time that I handled so much karma at once - and of a single person's too.

It's messed a bit with my perception. I can sense her presence passively now - without even thinking about it, though my precision is limited by distance. But even back in Yugi's world, I could feel a bright star off in the distance like a beacon pointing to where home is.

Though getting home took a lot of finagling on Sato's side, the World Boundary thought that if I could entangle a god for even just a moment, I must be on that level too, which is the biggest joke in the world.

Pretty sure if I didn't hide in the void until the right moment or had that weird "Mercy Invincibility" trait of mine, just one attack being flung about by Kris or the Leviathan would've annihilate me body and soul.

[botanikos]

Blitz has been well behaved and quiet all morning, just enjoying watching Stolas study...

But the time has come.

He creeps up to his desk, leans over--and chomps his shoulder with a playful little growl before immediately releasing and bolting the absolute fuck away.

There is the soft chime of metal instruments, the quiet whirr of devices, and the studious scratch of quill against paper. Stolas is invested in his studies, only briefly taking pause to savor sips of tea. And even in those moments, four eyes remain trained upon the journal he worked from. Various documents and tomes rest upon the polished desk and encircled his designated journal for the day.

❝ Is that how it's going to be? I suppose I will just have to come and find you. . . To return the favor.~ ❞

He is mid-yawn when teeth find feathered shoulder. There wasn't any real pain, of course, though the element of surprise was there! A small, starrled hoot is given. But before he can reach for the culprit, the slippery fiend is dashing off. Mouth curves with a smirk as he decided to momentarily abandon his studies. He could afford a break, after all.

Rising to their feet, the prince sets about at a leisurely pace. Let the games begin, then. He will just have to hunt his little imp down and take a bite for himself. Seems only fair!

[homo-rashi]

The Girls Dorm (an omo fic)

Chapter 1 : Meeting (Read it on Ao3)

Aspen, for the life of her, could not figure out why her dorm situations had been changed so last minute. Her dad rushed in holding a fat, thick letter, worried it was something to do with her sports scholarship falling through, only for it to be a letter from the head of housing, informing her that her two-person dorm was being changed to a four person accommodation suite.

“This might work out in your favor, Honey.” Aspen's dad said, digging the letting out from the kitchen trash so she could actually read it word for word, After Aspen read the first few lines and immediately decided the rest of the latter was pointless, because she was annoyed and somewhat pissed.

“What if they only did this so all the poor, scholarship charity cases are together, away from all the stupid rich elite students.” Aspen frowned, She couldn't think of any other reason they would change her roommate situation, three days before she is set to roadtrip out to her new university.

“You know that's not the case, and you're not a charity case! You're a prized athlete who worked hard for that scholarship, so enough of that.” Her dad paused, reading farther into the letter, “The new dorm you're getting is bigger, you have your own kitchen and…bathroom.” He said, making Aspen’s cheeks immediately flush at what he was insinuating.

“Dad! I told you…I'm in college now! That's not going to be an issue anymore.” Aspen sighed, she was really, really hoping to not have this conversation with anyone, let alone her dad before leaving.

“I'm just saying honey, Just last week you-”

“Yes! And it was a fluke! I'm practically an adult now, and adults don't…have that issue.” Her dad gave her a sympathetic smile, a sight she is used to seeing and handed the letter back to her,

“Just, maybe don't get so upset. Having more roommates might be fun.” Aspen offered a half smile back to her dad, deciding that now she has to completely rethink her dorm decorating plans before she set off on their drive Monday morning.

***

Monday morning came and went and Aspen was and is still the only person occupying one of the two rooms in their dorm…Or more like, apartment.

Unlike the original dorm photos that were sent in the brochures when Aspen was accepted into Trader University, Lined with old, blue carpeting, Her whole dorm was lined with shiny, soft oak wood floors, Even the bathroom had a fancy, subway tile versus whatever monstrosity the communal dorms she was not looking forwards to had.

The bedrooms were larger than she was expecting. The typical dorm furniture that was expected, feels small in the spacious room, one whole wall being floor to ceiling windows overlooking the quad. Two large, well, large for University standards, closets take up one wall of the room, and two twin beds take up the respective other walls.

Aspen, not really feeling ready to venture out and explore the new city surrounding the university by herself, has taken the time all morning to unpack her thinks, make her bed up just how she likes and needs it to be and place a grocery order curtasity of her dad’s generosity so she had some food in their (very lovely) french door stainless steel refrigerator.

Just as Aspen was thinking about putting said groceries to use and making lunch, the electronic lock on the door into her dorm clicked, starrling her enough she had to cross her legs for a moment.

“Hello?” a thick accented voice echoed through the minimally furnished common area.

“Hello? I'm in the kitchen!” Aspen called back, to who she assumed was one of her three other roommates.

“Holy crap! We have a kitchen? Oh my fucking god, Is that a flat screen tv!?” The tall, black haired girl quickly abandoned her two large purple suit cases in the hallways, running into the living room and sitting down on the simple gray sectional that was there when Aspen arrived, along with a large flat screen mounted on the wall.

“Yeah, I was pretty shocked when I saw it too.” Aspen said, awkwardly. Not really sure how to introduce herself,

“Shocked is an understatement!” The girl got up from the Sofa and walked over to the bar, sitting down on one of the provided black leather bar stools. “Whatcha makin?” She asked, Aspen picks up on her accent again, this time she almost thinks it's Australian, but not quite what she is used to hearing Australian influencers she follows sound like.

“Just a salad, I got some groceries for us to use until we all get settled in, You want me to make you one?” Aspen asks, pointing her knife to the onion she is currently chopping.

“Nah, but thank you though! I ate at the airport, I'm Sydney, by the way.” Sydney shot out her hand, Aspen set her knife down and shook it, noticing instantly that the girls grip is strong,

“Aspen. Hey, Do you play sports by any chance?” Aspen asked, feeling like her handshake is somewhat telling.

“Yes mam! I'm here on a softball scholarship!” Sydney said proudly, “Here representing the New Zealand ducks!” She said with a big grin on her face, The irony of a girl named Sydney being from New Zealand did not go over Aspen’s head, but a more pressing thought popped into her brain at that moment.

“Hmmm, I wonder if we really all were roommates because we are on sports scholarships.” Aspen thinks out loud,

“You play softball?” Sydney asked with an excited inflection

“Oh no! I run track, Track and Field scholarship, uh, Go quails!” Aspen says, although she hasn't really thought of her high school track team since summer started, not really having been close with any of the members on her team for many reasons, one above all others…Teenage girls can be cruel, especially when it comes to things you can help.

“Oh sick! So you run really fast then? That could come in handy playing softball, if you ever decided to play for the other team, You know who to call!” Sydney said, laughing as she grabbed a single piece of raw onion off Aspen’s cutting board and chucked it into her mouth. “Where is the bathroom in this place? Fourteen hour flight with free drinks.” Sydney says standing up from the bar,

“It's down the hall, right by the open bedroom door with the light on.” Aspen said, pointing towards her bedroom…Her bedroom that she definitely didn't pick because it was in fact closest to the bathroom…not at all.

“Holy fuck! It's beautiful-Is that a Javuzzi tub!?” Aspen held back her laughter at her roommate's reaction to the restroom. Her own reaction, albeing less ridden with cursing, was somewhat the same upon seeing the bathtub.

“So you think we really get this fancy ass dorm because we're on a sports scholarship?” Sydney asked, exiting the bathroom and pulling her hooded sweatshirt off over her head, chucking it onto the couch.

“I mean…I'm not sure the letter I got was vague. It only makes sense though, right?” Aspen said, picking up her now completed salad and joining Sydney on the couch.

“I'm excited to find out what sports our other two roomies play! I hope one of them plays softball, ooooh or what if we get one of those mega-buff field hockey girls?” Sydney says, excitement evident ,

“What if we get a cheerleader?” Aspen said, remembering how well, genuinely and completely awful the cheerleaders were to her back in high school, Even thought she knows and respects it as a sport, she never understood why it was always the meanest girls who were interested in cheer,

“We don't have cheerleaders back home, that's so…american! That would be kinda cool” Sydney laughs, Aspen decides maybe trauma dumping about being picked on by cheerleaders for being the school pants wetter, is maybe not the best way to make herself have a better social standing on university, so she just laughs with her.

“Ah, oh no.” The electronic lock clicks again, followed by a sharp hiss of someone baning into the door. Aspen jumps again, crossing her legs. This time however, she feels that similar feeling, the one her body is thankful for, had started giving her before she was on the brink of a full blown accident. Part of the reason she thinks she wont have issues like she did back in high school, is because of that particular new development.

“Roomie three? Is that you?” Sydney says, standing up from the sofa. Aspen stays seated for a moment longer, just enough to compose herself long enough to greet the new arrival, then she will excuse herself to the restroom.

“Hi, um yes?” A soft, small voice comes faintly down the hallway, followed by the sound of wheels rolling on the hardwood. Aspen stands up, expecting to help take some of the heavy sounding suitcases from the girl, but instead, she stops to find a small framed, brown haired girl with glasses, in a silver and red accented wheelchair, struggling to open the door completely.

“Here, let me prop it open, there is a door stop, I used it when I got here.” Aspen says, helping the girl get herself and her one suitcase inside. Aspen shares a confused look with Sydney, clearly their sports scholarship idea might not be the most accurate.

“Thank you, you're so nice!” The girl's soft voice is so…gentle. Aspen immediately feels like a monster next to her. Watching her wheel herself down the hallway, Aspen noticed how thin and longer her fingers are, delicate, very much not giving field hockey much to Sydney's dismay. “This is Aspen, I'm Sydney…Hey, quick question, do you play water polo?” Sydney is already speaking before Aspen can think to stop her,

“Water what? Um, no I uh, I haven't picked my major yet.” The girl says quietly. “My name is Lucy, by the way. Um- Did you guys already pick your rooms?” She says, pointing down the hallway.

“I did, I got here last night. Sydney hasn't though.” Aspen says, already going to walk down the hallway toward the bedroom, “This is the one I choose.” Aspen walks inside, Sydney follows and looks around,

“Oh, hmm.” Lucy pauses at the door, stopping at the small step down into the bedroom, Aspen hadn't even noticed it until then,

“Oh, I'll eat shit on that in the middle of the night…Lucy, was it? Let's take the other room! looks like we're gonna be roomies!” Sydney says, taking ahold of Lucy's wheelchair handles, with permission, and wheeling her into the room just a few feet down the hall. Aspen takes the moment of quiet to excuse herself to the restroom, the nagging feeling from being spooked earlier never quite went away.

[raynebowxq]

just one of my oc's that i drew using Xiao's emote from genshin 😋and i forgot to add the eyebrows and the "!" thingy but im too tired to fix it sorryagfydhshdggdhsjksjk😭😭😭

OC Description: Storm Starrling they/xe/it nonbinary demiromantic ace

[sheyshen]

Mom's getting her pet scan atm and I'm half asleep. Been up since 5a cause i didn't want to get starrled awake by my alarm at 7a and my brain went "then don't sleep"

Some woman walked into the waiting room turned on the tv really loud stared at me waiting for a reaction and then finally turned it down a little bit before leaving a few minutes later. otherwise its been quiet so that's nice. Gonna get some reading done. >:3

[thatswhatshedoes]

Author Interview with A.D. Starrling: Mauritius-Born Author Combines Medicine and Mystery — Inspirational Indie Authors Podcast

Indie author A.D. Starrling shares how her scientific background, a back injury, and a train ride influenced her urban fantasy novels. – Indie Author Alliance's Howard Lovy

[nornshq]

the norns are pleased with your arrival, feyre starrling; may your stay in skellige be ever pleasant but be wary of harsh winter. welcome to nornshq, please make sure to send in your account within 36 hours & don't forget to go through our checklist!

davika hoorne is now taken !

[ davika hoorne, cis-woman, she.her, 1000 ] we've followed [ FEYRE STARRLING ] for awhile now, the [ HIGHER VAMPIRE ] has been in Skellige for [ A FEW WEEKS ]. They're known to be [ IMPULSIVE ] and [ INTUITIVE ]. They often remind us of [ INTENSE DRUMMING BENEATH YOUR SKIN, THE ENDLESS NEED TO FIND SALVATION, & THE LAST POMEGRANATE SEEDS]. Our thread has already been woven on what their future is looking like, but we're eager to see the [ OWNER OF QUEEN OF THE NIGHT ] experience it.

[goofyrpmaniacs]

He: *to Dr. S* So Dr. Starrling, I'm gonna assume you got nowhere to stay?

Dr. S: You would be correct, but don't bother with that for me. I can manage on my own. *goes for the doors*

He: Oh um-*watches her leave* Okay then...

Sa: *watches her leave, then watches the sibs and Henry talk among each other...smile falters a bit*

[musicjester05]

Just some Darkwing duck inspired doodles

[sirensea14]

Can you draw Milo? (Which is KC in your story, remember?)

I wonder what he looks like! :)

NAME: Milo Starrling

AGE: 9 years old

GENDER: Male

APPEARANCE:

Red hair, green eyes, light skin.

Wearing an oversized yellow-orange striped shirt paired with orange shorts.

PERSONALITY:

Calm and cool. Always showing off something he deems cool, especially does it to the orphans during freetime. Does well in the History subject, but he can't handle Math. Playful and quite troublesome in recess and freetime. So rowdy he managed to catch some adults tweaking something under the statue of the Smiling Critters and get to talk to some of them. Sometimes refuses to sleep and tried his best to evade the Poppy Gas. His favorite toys are KickinChicken and Huggy Wuggy. He often plays with his best friend.

HISTORY:

A product of streetwalking, he didn't know who his father was. His mother meanwhile, beated and neglected him. He was left in the streets at the age of 6, forcing himself to survive the harsh conditions of heat, rain, hunger and homelessness. Two years after his homeless state, a Playtime Co. employee found him and took him to Playcare, the underground orphanage of Playtime Co.

Arriving at Playcare, he was quiet and untrusting. But after months of hopeful interaction, the other orphans and teacher have finally made him speak. Being at Playcare, he was troublesome for the workers, often messing around with them and despite the employees' protocol to NOT interact with any of them, the child will always create ways to play with the workers. Often acts cool and strong in front of the other orphans in the Playcare. Though he is exceptionally caring and close towards a certain child, seemingly having interest on her/him. From observation, they seem to be forming a bond.

In the Home Sweet Home, he shares a double deck bed with a friend.

Then after 2 years of bond, his friend got adopted. His demeanor dropped drastically, seemingly back to his emotional state of when he first arrived. But notably worse.

He is subject to be a candidate for Experiment # [REDACTED]. Further study and testing is required for such procedure.

Oops, i accidentally made a profile info of him lol.

[mo0nbugs]

The Fearsome Five (+spike)

[incorrect-clanmcduck]

gos to dewey

jim starrling definitely has had scurvy. look at that bitch, and tell me that he eats citrus. dad and lp are deeply worried about him, because he refuses to eat fruit. they won't even accept it in jam form. send help (and vitamins)

(source: https://ky-lime-pie.tumblr.com/post/627937757577265152/danger-mouse-definitely-has-had-scurvy-look-at @ky-lime-pie )

[kayrosebee]

Jan 10, 2020

10/366

Starrling Night.

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