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[ofna]

OFNA: Birds of a Feather, the interactive fiction WIP

Chapter 7 added to demo! | August 9th, 2022

The first draft of chapter 7 is now playable! I know it's already a couple of days late, but there's still quite a bit of branching and small changes in this chapter that I haven't had time to test yet. So please send any bugs you find and I'll do a patch in about a week or so when I've had more time to go over everything

INFO ‡ DEMO ‡ FORUM

I have edited the demo on dashingdon to add chapter seven! Features:

Additional 17k words for a new total word count of 99k (~43k per playthrough)

Some tweaks to earlier chapters

Find out more about the other initiates and OFNA members

Investigate the woods around the property

Please let me know if you find any bugs/typos/general issues or have any suggestions. Thanks again for everything and I’ll let you all know when I have the next update! 🪶

[anxietytwist]

𝐏𝐚𝐱𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤

𝗥𝗮𝗻𝗸: 𝘐𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦

[ 𝟸𝟾 | 𝟻'𝟷𝟶" | Agender | Bi Demi | ❤︎Jeremy ]

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Familiar:

“𝐋𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐧”

Red-winged Blackbird (𝘈𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘶𝘴 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘶𝘴)

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Style:

𝗔𝗿𝘁𝘀𝘆➜ “𝘊𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴, 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘴, & 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴. 𝘌𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤 & 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦.”

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Notes:

ᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴꜱ‣ They/Them ʙᴜɪʟᴅ‣ Average ɢɪꜰᴛꜱ‣ Empathy & Strange dreams ꜰᴀᴠᴇ ᴅʀɪɴᴋ‣ Orange juice

They generally prefer to go by their nickname “𝐏𝐚𝐱”

They wear a binder whenever they feel it's necessary 🏳️‍⚧️

𝐏𝐚𝐱 started working at the dinner to save up money for college (they were hoping to study Medical Illustration)

𝐏𝐚𝐱 has done their best to avoid talking about OFNA with Drew since they're really worried about possibly endangering her 😥

They really don't enjoy strangers making physical contact with them

When their hair isn't dyed it's a rich dark brown in colour

Despite their usually mellow attitude they do fluster easily whenever someone flirts with them 😳

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𝐼𝐹: @ofna

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Picrew used:

[music-clan2]

: 🎼❤️🎼

[t0rturedangel]

Possibly a fic with Lucifer with the reader helping him preen his wings since we all know he probably doesn’t do it himself since Lilith disappeared 😭🙏🏽

╭ . . . 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 ੭

𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ⿻  𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴, 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭

⌦ 𝒲𝒜𝑅𝒩𝐼𝒩𝒢𝒮 ﹕none really, maybe lucifer being a little bitch but really nothing much at all dont worry :D

aww this idea is so sweet!! thank you sm for this ask <33

⿻ㅤㅤᱺ From the very start of knowing the king of hell, you took notice of his rather, unclean wings.

⿻ㅤㅤᱺ so immediately you took action, re-searching how to clean (then finding out it's called preening) wings, all types of wings really (if you own birds and or know how to properly clean wings then ignore this!!) but unfortunately, there was nothing about angel wings

⿻ㅤㅤᱺ alright then! improv it is, a few videos of people cleaning the wings of large extravagant birds should help you enough- after all Lucifer is much like those large, extravagant birds but not so large or fancy and more like a duck.

⿻ㅤㅤᱺ Lucifer defiantly hates the idea of getting his wings cleaned, or at least feels melancholy about it after all, the last time his wings were properly clean and taken care of were when Lilith was still there

⿻ㅤㅤᱺ WELL WHO GIVES A FUCK??? COZ YOU'RE HERE NOW!!! and well, you're the best person in Lucifer's life, apart from his daughter obviously. You care for him, make sure he eats, drinks, leaves the whole duck situation for healthy periods of time

⿻ㅤㅤᱺ so yeah, you mean a lot to him, though when it comes to his wings he's a bit defensive about them. Whenever you tried to touch them or look at the feathers Lucifer would flinch them away from you, questionable but it's his wings, not yours (god you'd kill for some wings)

⿻ㅤㅤᱺ thus, in conclusion you need to be sneaky about this- while yes you valued your lovely lucifer's want to get you away from his wings you also could not watch him let his wings get all ... gross

⿻ㅤㅤᱺ and so you planned to sneak on him, and clean his wings as quickly as possible... which works as well as it sounds, you against an ex-seraphim, king of hell.... you won, easily.

⿻ㅤㅤᱺ it really did not take you long to get your fiancé (he proposed, it was beautiful) to agree to you cleaning his wings (in reality you pleaded, bribed and almost got Charlie into this- who would have been happy to help, mind you)

⿻ㅤㅤᱺ it took you soooo long to clean his wings (but it was worth it, you got to see Lucifer happy and you got a lovely reward for all your effort after!) and lucifer was sort of a little bitch about it- seriously for the king of all of hell he could not be any more whiney about getting his wings cleaned, you spent about a good 5 hours to pluck out any bits in his wings that really did not belong there (e.g. mechanical bits from the many ducks he decides to make) and about another two to 'scrape' out anything really stuck in there. Then you carefully washed each one of his wings, making sure they all clean and healthy! ⿻ㅤㅤᱺ after all of that, Lucifer actually genuinely felt better- his wings didn't feel burdened with anything and he could fly much better now! Meaning he could take you for flights without feeling an aching pain- all this time he thought it was that he missed Lilith (he still does, what a fitty he scored) but no, it was a small cog that was poking him.

⿻ㅤㅤᱺ thank you [name], really, thank you

[tinydefector]

IRON GIANT

Optimus x human

Word count: 1.9k

Warnings: death of an animal.

Saw some of the skybound comics and had to write this because the parallel between optimus and the Iron Giant is too good not to use. So this is based on this comic panel. This may become a series if people enjoy it alot.

Enjoy the Dadimus agender

Also I use Par as a gender neutral term for Parent, but pronounced as Pa.

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Optimus sighed as he finished digging the small grave, optics dimming as he gently picked up the delicate creature and nestled it into the soft earth. He had never wished harm, had faltered in these alien woods, ending a life that had merely sought to flee his unfamiliar form.

Kneeling, he carefully began restoring the soil, patting it smooth as if to apologise with each motion for the accident his bulk had caused. They hadn't suffered small blessings, at least. When at last the mound was shaped, he sat back on powerful haunches, gazing at it pensively. How many graves, both great and small, had he been forced to dig through eons defending his kind - and yet each still marked loss, whether of one or many. 

After a moment, massive fingers reached to dig up several wildflowers, arranging them with utmost care atop the fresh earth. A simple marker for one whose brief journey had crossed paths with a warrior never meant for such quiet spaces. But perhaps their essence would nourish new growth, 

Venting softly, Optimus sat beside the grave, he felt guilty, it was a chance accident, one which had hurt his spark. The sound of the forest doesn't ease his aching spark even in the bright sunlight. The birds sing and the wind rushes the leaves as if to make a song. Earth was much more lively than Cybertron ever was. Birds flutter around picking at the ground and even landing on his form as if to inspect the metal. Optimus stilled as small avians flitted unafraid about his massive frame, their delicate peeps and chirps surrounding him in a melody utterly alien yet soothing in its liveliness. optics dimming partially as if to seem less a looming threat to these curious creatures. 

After a moment, one landed upon an outstretched digit, tilting its feathered head as it studied the bright red and blue plating so unlike any perches it knew. Another joined, then more, exploring seams and transformation seem as if puzzling over this odd visitor to their domain. His spark, heavy with ages of loss, eased slightly at their curiosity. On Cybertron, all life had long fled the ravages of war - these woods teemed with it at every turn, in every trill and rustle. Their sounds wove a music this weary warrior had never known, helping him glimpse what peace might one orn bless his ancient world again.

A faint, sad smile touched Optimus 's stoic face as small wings took flight once more. Perhaps in these forests, he might find solace for his burdened spark and among these trees, he began to comprehend Earth's beauty and fragility anew.

noise in the distance spooks the birds. But Optimus doesn't move from The grave of the Doe, the noises become louder, it's small laughter echoing just off in the trees. "Baby please don't run off!" A voice calls out. Optimus froze as small steps neared the clearing, optics widening fractionally at the curious sight of tiny organics emerging where wildlife had fled moments before.

 A little child walks out into the field where Optimus sits. "Look, look Robot!" The small child calls out to their parent. Their parent is quick to grab them, hauling them up into their arms as they stare at Optimus. The child with excitement and wonder and the parent with fear. Both the older human and Optimus have a stare off neither willing to move less they spook the other. He realised, judging by similarities of form and mannerism in how they clung and shielded one another, that the larger one was the smaller creator. 

Slowly, carefully, he lowered a hand beside him upon the grass, Emitting a low, soothing rumble, cogs and gears slowly creaking as he ventilated slowly, His thoughts reached to memories of younglings in Iacon.

The younger one smiles widely and waves "hiya Robot!" They call out which makes their parent stiffen in worry. "Baby shh" they try to move backwards slowly only for their child to call out again. " But Par, robot!, like Iron Giant! From the movie, big robot! " Their child state excited. It makes Optimus chuckle lightly. "Hiya Iron Giant!" The child calls out without fear. Wrangling themself out of their parents arms. "Baby stop" they state to their child. 

Optimus himself is still quiet as he watches the child walk up to him fearlessly

Optimus could not help but vent a soft laugh at the comparison from the sparkling, a gentle puff of air that set grass and leaves dancing around them. The naive curiosity and wonder from their tiny frame spoke of no fear.

Slowly, carefully he extended a digit for the young one to grasp, wishing to show only gentleness as small hands patted over plating smooth and cool rather than textured flesh. His field pulsed calming waves as he met their bold gaze, watching tiny mouth spread in a fearless grin. At last, he rumbled in the softest volume, "hello little one." 

Optics flicked respectfully to the elder, The older human watches in worry as they freeze on the spot watching their child. The little human looks up at Optimus as they hold up their plushy. "This is Mimi! My stuffy, par made her for me, they make me a lot of things. Oh you talk too! I really like your red and blue is really pretty! Do you like rocks? I like rocks" They state as they start talking away to Optimus without a care in the world. Their parent slowly move to the ground, eyes darting and watching the large bot.

Optimus listened intently, optics softened in pleasure at the youngling's chatter and display of their favoured toy. 

"Mimi is most charming indeed," he rumbled gently in response, spark warming though his frame showed no smile. Lifting his optics once more, he dipped his head respectfully to the elder still keeping close watch. 

"You have raised a marvellous spark," he said softly to them, processors mindful of putting alien species at ease through tone, hoping honesty and calm might quell reasonable fear. "I mean your offspring no harm I swear it on my spark." he focused once more on the babbling child, granting gentle puffs of air in response to questions too swift for speech.

The older human's eyes linger on their child before flickering to bright blue optics of the large bot. " They give me a scare often when they wander off." They state as they sit and watch the large bot gently interact with their child.  "What... what are you?" They asked, they know that if it wanted to hurt them it would have done so by now but they are still cautious of the large robot. "Par He's a robot, silly!" The little human calls out with giggles.

"Indeed I am a robot," rumbled Optimus gently with a faint vibration of amusement. His optics crinkled slightly at the young one's matter-of-fact pronouncement. Turning back to their elder, his field radiated openness and trust as he answered their question with utmost care. "My name is Optimus. I was created on the planet Cybertron.” Plating shifted in a subconscious shrug. "My only wish is peaceful coexistence. I mean you and yours no harm."

The little human giggles and spins around. "Told you Par! Space Robot!" They state proudly.

optics softened as he regarded them both. "I am glad this young one remains unafraid to explore life's wonders." His tone held enduring patience. Their parent's eyes linger on the disturbed ground which had a patch of flowered grass on it. "What happened?" They ask cautiously. Optimus followed their gaze and intake a soft vent, optics dimming slightly at the memory. "Earlier I came upon this clearing, and in my haste took an innocent life by accident. A young forest dweller, unaware of my heaviness, that fled at my approach." 

Placing a gentle digit beside the flowers, he said evenly, "As all life is sacred, I took care in giving it rest, and sought to memorialise its short journey through this place.” Turning optics pained with regret, he met their gaze steadily and continued in a low rumble. 

The older ones' eyes soften lightly. They stand up and move closer. " Baby, do you mind playing over there for a second par needs to look at something," they call to their child who nods and skips off a little. The older human looks over the grave to Make sure it was deep enough to hide the deer. 

They look up at Optimus. They stand just a few steps away from him watching his expressions. "You really are like the Iron Giant, I'm sorry, it's never easy hurting an animal, it didn't suffer?" They ask softly. Optimus  blinked slowly at the question, then dipped his head in gentle affirmation and thanks for understanding shown.  he rumbled softly in response. "And no, the creature did not suffer - its journey was swift. Still I regret hastiness that cut a natural span abruptly short. But I accept also my strengths and flaws, as all beings must."

They sit down beside the large bot as their eyes watch their child play in the flowers with the butterflies. "Par, Look look Butterflies!" The little one shouts in excitement as one lands on their nose. "I'm sorry you stepped on the deer, it's horrible when you accidentally kill an animal. Thank you for burying it, it may not mean much but thank you, I don't think I would have been able to handle it if they had seen the deer like that" they state softly.

Optimus 's optics softened as he watched the youngling's innocent delight, spark warming within his frame. He pulsed a gentle field of gratitude to their elder beside him. 

"You need not apologise," he rumbled gently. "All beings strive as best they can, and errors do not diminish intent." Turning down to meet their gaze, he continued solemnly, "I am glad sparing them that sight has helped ease another incident, however slightly. Protecting innocence is important."

A faint smile warmed his stoic face as small pedes danced among blooms. "They are a joyful little spark." His field swirled sincerity. They slowly look up at him. "Are you alright?" They ask, it was the first time in a very long time that he had been asked how he felt. It makes him realise that he wasn't alright. 

He hadn't been alright for a long time. It felt strange for such a small creature to be asking him that. Optimus blinked, caught off guard by the simple question and sincere concern shining in organic eyes gazing at him. When was the last time anyone had inquired after his wellbeing? Long forgotten were those orn...

He shifted slightly, optics dimming as memory files flooded his processor - friends fallen, a world dissolved to cinders while he could only watch. His people scattered to the stars if lucky; slain without mercy if not. For so long his every function had been duty - to lead, guard, rebuild against impossible odds. But what remained of Optimus beneath it all? 

Slowly releasing a long vent, he admitted softly, "No, not truly. The burdens of many vorns sit heavy. But watching life thrive here gives solace," he gestured to the playing sparkling with a faint flicker of affection. His gaze met theirs openly. His field pulsed gratitude too deep for mere words. In such simple moments, perhaps broken things long shattered might slowly, carefully be glued back together.

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@saturnhas82moons

[glitziinova]

General Toon headcanons

I suddenly remembered that I made these

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🥧Baby and child toons are scared of skelecogs. They see one and immediately start busting out crying

🥧 Toons born/raised in certain playgrounds have perks

🐾Toontown Central - Jack of trades, better at making friends and building relationships with others

🐾Barnacle Boatyard - Better swimmers and fishers

🐾Ye Olde Toontowne - Witches or other magic-related skills; like alchemy. Also, they prefer to make things by hand, very handy toons

🐾Daffodil Gardens - Gardeners, green thumbs, but also bug hunters and collectors

🐾Mezzo Melodyland - Musically inclined toons, they have sharper ears than most toons. Also artists like painters, sculpture, tailors misc

🐾The Brrrgh - Have better resistance to the cold. Has thicker fur.

🐾Acorn Acres - Certified tree climbers and foragers. Tree climbing-related activities are very common

🐾 Drowsy Dreamland - Due to the playground being what it is, they all benefit from the perks of having better sleep and often do have better sleep than the other toons from the other playgrounds (Unless you’re that one toon from that Graham task)

🥧Baby toon fur/ feathers/scales are much more lighter when very young (like infant to toddler), they reach their true colors around early childhood

🐾 Mother egg layers (like ducks, other birds, and gators) lay eggs (woah that's crazy), and also assuming that they take the same time as humans, they will hold the egg for about 9 months, lay it, and then take care of the egg for about a few days until it hatches.

🐾 Brand new baby toons (I have no idea what to call it, idk the actual name) look like their newborn for their species, usually small, blind/deaf, bald, pink crying jellybeans with limbs. In around the couple of weeks or a month mark, they actually look like proper toon babies. Yes, the toon parents will take many pictures when their baby starts to explode in fur/feathers because they look hilarious.

🥧Toons of different species can have a child together, the child will mainly be the species of their mother with some features of their father (think of the hybrids from Beastars)

🐾EX: Duck (mother) and Alligator (father): The child would appear mostly duck with sharp teeth, spines, claws, and some scales on their body

🥧Speaking “proper” words is a learned behavior, baby toons often speak in their natural animal noises. “Proper” words are like a second language for toons, some toons will slip and talk in their “natural” language. Toons can understand each other animal noises even if they’re different species. (The Cogs can’t understand their natural animal language)

🥧Predator toons (I have no idea what to call them in this context) like cats, dogs, bears, alligators, hybrids, etc, have retractable claws. Most keep their claws short to keep in their gloves. More fashion-forward toons who don’t fight cogs tend to let their claws grow and keep them decorated (Like Malimew Barbie and Begothz)

🥧Cat toons can be scruffed and it’s really embarrassing for them. Most Cat toons often wear something on their neck, usually to make it harder for them to be scruffed, sometimes it's for fashion or both.

🥧Toons can temporarily change art styles. Usually for comic effect, imagine you said something stupid and the toon just looks at you like 👁️_👁️ -_- 👁️_👁️

[fairystar111]

Birds of a Feather

By: fairystar111

Rating: Gen

Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia

Summary:

Life isn't fair to those who don't take what they want   The sooner you take what is yours the happier you'll be   Now that Hawks finally has a family to call his own he won't ever let them go...

Characters: Hawks | Keigo Takami, Tokoyami Fumikage, Dabi | Touya Todoroki, Shouto Todoroki.

CW/Tags: Kidnapping, Parental Takami Keigo, Yandere, Stockholm Syndrome, Obsessive Behavior, Possessive Behavior, Stalking, Infantilism, Parental Yandere, Yandere Hawks, Animalistic Behavior, Animal Instincts, Forced Bonding, DabixHawks, Winged Tokoyami Fumikage.

If there was one thing Takami Keigo knew for a fact it was that his life did not matter in the grand scheme of things. His wants and needs would never matter to anyone. Before he was sold to the commission his mother neglected him, leaving him to starve and struggle to survive by himself; while turning a blind eye to his father abusing him. They never cared about him living or dying; they didn't even bother to ask the commission what he they wanted him for when they sold him. The commission trained him to be the perfect heroic puppet in daylight and a trained assassin by night. They beat him and tortured him to prepare him for the harsh battles he would fight when he was older. None of them cared that a six year old couldn’t consent, only increasing his punishments when he would resist the training. They tried to train all his bird characteristics out of him, calling them unsightly and abnormal. They shaved his talons and fangs down into bleeding little nubs, plucked his tail feathers, and punished him whenever he would release any bird-like sounds. For years he was convinced everyone would hate him if he let any of these traits show. 

He was just a cog in the machine; he would live his life running for other people until he finally broke and was replaced. It was a simple fact that he knew would always be true. That was until he was given the order to infiltrate the League of Villains. Then he met Dabi and he taught him how to be loved and appreciated in a way he had never known before. He taught him what had happened to him was wrong and that he doesn’t have to take the abuse any longer now that he was here for him. The league treats him like family; they are the only people in his life that ever truly cared about him. It really hurt that a government sanctioned commission could treat him so badly that villains were what he looked forward to seeing everyday.

He was conflicted about whether staying a hero was really worth it for a long time. Until he met his baby bird Tokoyami Fumikage. The then intern was just supposed to be a routine apprentice he took on for three weeks and would never have to see again. But unlike with his previous interns Hawks found himself absolutely infatuated with Tokoyami and his quirk Dark Shadow. He’s not sure if it's because of the avian nature of their quirks or how well they got along but at the end of the three weeks Hawks did not want to let Tokoyami go. The kid reminded him of a cuter version of Dabi. He had a sarcastic and serious personality but would often laugh and indulge Kiego in his games. The boy's little shadow was quite happy and funny to be around too, often blurting out things the other was thinking, but it was fiercely protective of its user and once even snapped at Hawks for simply trying to hug Fumikage when saying goodbye.

For weeks after the internship Keigo’s mind could not stop drifting away to think about Tokoyami. Would Tokoyami like this drink? That looks like a sweater Tokoyami would like? Does Tokoyami have a nest? Would he like this blanket for it? So much that it was distracting him on his partols, he got a particularly harsh punishment for it by his handlers. But he couldn't help it, his bird brain had latched on to Tokoyami as his chick and it was not letting him forget. Everytime he had to do something his mind would always lead back to his chick. Is he eating enough? Has he been preening his feathers correctly? Is there anyone there to keep him warm? Does he have anyone to play with? Is he happy?

Since Hawks couldn't stay focused he decided it would be okay to visit Tokoyami every once in a while… without telling him. It started off small, just him following the chick to school in the morning and then watching him walk back to his house. He had to watch out for his little chick since clearly no one was there to protect him! Then it transitioned to looking through his windows, planting feathers in his room to listen in, sneaking into his attic, coming through his window at night and watching him sleep.

What he realized while watching his chick was that his parents did not love him as much as he could. It's probably because he is so different from them. Neither parent had any avian quirks in their family histories when he researched their geneology. Tokoyami was a completely random mutation they were not expecting. They take care of him, give him basic necessities and don't abuse him but they don’t love him. They weren't even feeding him the correct diet for a hatchling for christ's sake. There were no hugs, no kisses, no affection whatsoever which isn't a crime but Keigo could do so much better than them. There was no way for him to get Tokoyami out of there legally because there was technically no abuse being committed. If anything he was technically committing a crime by watching a minor. He’s not stalking okay! He's just protecting his fledgling rightfully so. But if word ever got out about this his career would be destroyed.

He was comfortable with the routine just silently watching over his chick from the shadows. Until the commission informed him that they were looking into Tokoyami for the paragon program he had been raised in. They wanted to make him into a full time assassin. They thought his quirk would be great for taking out large numbers of people quickly. But unlike him Tokoyami would not be doing any daytime hero work since he has more physical mutations. The commission could never want someone like him in the limelight representing them. It took everything in Hawks that day not to murder the commission president for daring to even consider using his Tokoyami as an assassin. He knew his chick’s parents wouldn’t fight for him if the commission came knocking. He had to find a way to take his chick for himself once and for all.

So he confessed his sins to the league. He told them everything from how he grew up to how he was bought and raised by the commission. He told them about the infiltration mission and how he had come to love the little family they had despite the spying. And lastly he told them about his chick and the commission wanting to steal him and put him in the same program he was raised in. They were understandably angry at first, except Dabi, he knew the whole time, but they understood his situation and they would help him take down the commission and get his chick back.

He fought alongside the league to bring down hero society and won. Together they tore down the commission. He helped his mate kill Endeavor and give his family peace. It was finally over but… the little bird he was fighting for flew away. During the chaos of the war his chick had fled to god knows where with the rest of his class leaving him behind. His chick left him… Keigo did everything for him and he just left to hide away in some desolate hideout with some pest who could never treat him as well as he does. When he finds him he is going to smother him and love him so much he won't remember the life he had before Keigo. Tokoyami will be begging for him to never leave again once he is through with him…

Dark Shadow knew that while he was his beloved Fumi’s quirk he was also an entirely separate entity from his brother. He could feel what was going through Fumi’s head but Fumi could not do the same for him. He is his brother's built-in protector; he’s been caring for Fumi since he emerged as his quirk when no one else would. He could detect the danger Fumi couldn't feel and respond before he got hurt. So that is why he is so uneasy around Hawks. Their mentor always acted outwardly kind and warm to them but Dark Shadow could sense danger radiating off the man. This man could not be trusted around his Fumi. There was something very off about Hawks that Fumi couldn't sense like he could.

The entire internship he could not rest easily and he refused to retreat back into his brother when Hawks was around. It didn't feel safe to leave Fumi alone with that man. It all came to a head when the final day of their internship Hawks tried to hug Fumi and Dark Shadow lashed out beak piercing through the skin of the man's hand. Fumi had gotten really angry with him for that but he couldn't help it. That day the aura surrounding Hawks was suffocating, like a predator stalking their prey waiting for the perfect moment to pounce. From then on Fumi would not believe him when he said he felt Hawk’s presence. Fumi would argue that Hawks was so busy in Fukuoka that he would never have the time to come visit them. He would tell him to stop acting crazy but Dark Shadow knew that something was very very wrong, but Fumi just wouldn’t listen. 

Darks Shadow’s concerns had come to fruition when they turned on the television one day and saw a video released by Dabi detailing his life of abuse he endured as the son of Endeavour. The video ending only for a news broadcast to begin showing Hawks fighting alongside Dabi of the League of Villains, the duo successfully killing the number two pro hero. Shortly after Hawks released his own video detailing the abuse he went through during his time in the paragon program. He talked about how he was bought by the commission and was forced to sign a contract at six that meant he would work for them for the rest of his life. He announced that he was done being a hero and he was going to bring down all of those who've wronged him.

Dark Shadow had been correct but now it's too late for them…

As Tokoyami awoke his eyes wandered groggily, taking in the room he was in. The space was huge with enormous windows and tall ceilings. There were large perches made to look like branches high on the wall for birds to rest on and large divots in the wall near the ceiling for hiding. The ceiling looked tall enough for someone to fly in there. He was at the bottom of a large nest with tall sturdy but soft walls surrounding him. The nest was decorated with many soft pillows and fluffy blankets, it was making his avian instincts very happy. He was distracted cooing in the nest happily; it wasn't until he tried to call out to Dark Shadow that the happy haze taking over his mind shattered. He couldn’t feel dark shadow anymore. Why couldn’t he feel him? Then it all came rushing back to him. Hawks had kidnapped him. The mentor he trusted and cared for had betrayed him and took away his brother. Tokoyami was so lost in his thoughts he didn't notice the distress chirping he was releasing. The boy doesn’t know it but the distress chirp he was releasing is one used by fledglings to call for their parents.

He was startled out of his cries when something large swooped down from one of the upper levels of the room. The boy hadn’t realized there had been someone else in the room the entire time. Tokoyami’s feathers ruffled and his wing flared in response when he realized it was Hawks. Hawks eyes widened at the blatant disrespect Fumikage was showing the older avian. Flaring one's wings is an act of dominance in avians and his chick is clearly not the one in charge here. He knows it's not the chicks fault he doesn’t know much about his avian instincts but Hawks will not tolerate the fledglings insolent behavior. He is going to make Tokoyami understand that he is the flock leader and that he must obey him as his fledgling. Hawks opened his much larger wings, flaring them wide and began to stalk towards the boy while releasing ear-piercing screeches and warning growls. 

“W-wait wait Hawks please stop!” Tokoyami whimpered, the little wings on his back quivering. He didn’t know what he did to get the other man so angry but this is terrifying. He had never seen the other man act even remotely close to this, he was truly acting like an animal.

Hawks did not respond to the boy, advancing further into the nest. The boy was too small to escape the large nest, he could only try to crawl backward away from the angry avian. The boy released a terrified chirp when the man pounced on him screeching close to his face, the boy followed his base instincts, folding back his wings, bowing, and exposing his neck in submission, releasing more terrified chirps. The man loomed over the boy before sinking his fangs into the soft skin of the chick's neck. Hawks was asserting his dominance over Tokoyami and claiming the orphaned fledgling as his own. Tokoyami cooed softly as an foreign feeling overtook his mind and body. Suddenly it was like his mind couldn't register why he had been so afraid of Hawks anymore. His body wouldn't listen to him to get away from the man, his body and mind now think that Hawks is his father.

“Aw baby bird look at you~” Hawks cooed looking down at the boy in his lap, his claim had worked Fumi was docile and cooing back contently in his hold. Tokoyami was now imprinted onto him; the boy won’t be able to fight back even if he wanted to.

“Fumikage, look at me please.” Hawks asked gently cupping the distracted little chick’s cheek and guiding his eyes toward him.

“I'm your papa now. Things are going to be different now that I'm taking care of you. Your old parents, if you can even call them that, didn't love you the way I do. They didn’t treat you like the precious little boy you are so I'm taking over now. You know that this is for your own good right baby? Say yes papa if you understand.” Hawks asked, coaxing the boy out of his hatchling daze.

“Yes papa,” Tokoyami warbled out, his mind still hazy. He was sure whatever his papa was saying was true. Fathers always know what is best for their hatchlings.

“Can you turn around and lay on my lap baby? Papa wants to explain your new rules while preening those cute little wings of yours.” Hawks asked, chirping happily. His chick finally recognized him as his true father!

“Okay papa,” Tokoyami chirps, flipping onto his back obediently.

“Good boy,” The man trilled, he had been waiting far too long to preen his fledgling’s wings. He gently smoothed out the downy feathers, coating them evenly even in oil and picking out old broken feathers from past molts. The chick was reduced to a purring puddle on his lap, the poor never boy had anyone to help him with his wings.

“Now that I am taking care of you, you are going to have to listen to everything I say. Some things won’t make sense to you at first because you were never raised with other avians but you have to trust your papa okay. I know what's best for you and I would never hurt you, you just have to listen.” Keigo's cooed, fingers coaxing more oil out of the little gland at the base of Fumi’s wings rubbing it through the soft downy feathers, receiving more content purring from the boy in his lap.

“Okay papa… but what about Dark Shadow?” The boy asked through happy purrs. While his mind was easily replacing his distant parents, his heart would not forget his brother who cared for him more than anyone else has his entire life. Dark Shadow may be just a quirk but to Tokoyami he was his only real family for a long time. Which is pretty sad if you think about it.

“Dark Shadow will have to go away for a little bit because he is a danger to papa right now. In a couple of months once you get used to life with me then we can try to let him roam free but that won’t be for a long time.” Keigo tried to explain gently not trying to upset the chick but that clearly didn't work judging by the heartbreaking cries he was making.

“Shh shh you don’t have to cry baby, I promise you won’t be alone. You'll have your papa here with you at all times and then later once you've proven yourself trustworthy you’ll meet my mate and your new brother and be able to play all around the manor and attend school with your friends. Things will get better, it will just take some time to get used to, okay?” Keigo cooed, he was so excited to meet Shouto and have him and Fumi stay in his nest but that won’t be until later. His and his mates' nestlings both need a bit more training before that can happen. The boy just chirped in agreement, getting sleepy from the treatment his wings were receiving.

“Come on baby, let's take a nap.” The man whispered, laying back and curling around the boy enjoying the skin to skin contact and chirping contently. He finally has his chick safe and happy in his arms.

The next couple of months were bliss for Keigo, he had got what he had always wanted. His fledgling was finally under his control. At first it was hard for the boy to get adjusted to his mind running on instincts he’d never used before but he quickly got used to it with Keigo there to guide him. The boy was hesitant when it came to his new diet, eating raw meats was not something he had ever done before. He had refused to at first but after a stern nip from Keigo the chick accepted the raw food. Now the baby bird will even hunt down little birds in the garden for fun before eating them. The fledgling acted like they were attached by the hip wherever Keigo goes Tokoyami would follow, releasing quivering sullen chirps when he couldn’t. Keigo always had such a smug expression when he would watch the fledgling cry out for him. Just a couple of months ago, his boy wanted absolutely nothing to do with him. Now here he was absolutely crushed when Keigo had to leave, as all nestlings should be. 

Tokoyami was ready, his chick has not tried to escape even once in the time he has been here. Keigo wants him to meet the rest of his family but first, he needs to have a serious conversation with his chosen mate. His hands trembled as his thumb hovered over the call button before finally pressing down. The phone rang a few times before his mate picked up. 

“Hey pretty bird, what's up?” Dabi’s soothing voice rang out through the phone.

“Can you come up here for a bit? I need to talk to you alone.” Hawks uttered nervously.

“Yeah I’ll be there soon. Is everything alright?” Dabi asked, concerned with the other man's behavior.

“I’m fine, we just need to talk.” Hawks answered, ending the call abruptly. He knows Dabi loves him the way he is but still asking him to indulge in his more avian habits always makes him so nervous. The league has always been kind and never shown any disgust towards his more bird traits but he has never asked them to take part in any of them so he’s anxious about how Dabi will react.

The few minutes it took Dabi to come up to their floor felt like hours to Keigo. He wasn’t sure how his mate was going to react to what he wanted to do. The elevator ding rang out into the apartment as the door opened revealing his concerned looking mate.

“What wrong Kei? You sounded upset over the phone.” Dabi asked, he hoped the other man wasn’t trying to break up with him. Keigo belongs to him, they are solemates there is no leaving their relationship. They were made for each other, Dabi could never let his little bird go.

“It’s just that Tokoyami has been doing really well and I want you and Shouto to meet him today but…” Keigo's voice tapered off as he moved his eyes to look anywhere but Dabi.

“But what?” Dabi asked, tipping Kiego’s jaw upward and guiding his eyes toward him.

“You promise you won't get mad?” Keigo asked, golden eyes looking up at him through thick blond lashes.

“I could never be angry at my pretty bird,” Dabi said, soothing Keigo’s frazzled nerves.

“It's just I don’t know how to have a normal relationship. Red tailed hawks only have one mate for their entire lives and you are my chosen mate. And as my mate your kin become my kin as well. So I was wondering if when you guys come over to meet the fledgling can I put my claim on Shouto and can you put your claim on Fumikage? I want them to be mine just as much as they are yours but I don't know if you're okay with that.” He already thought of Shouto as his own but he wants to make it official.

“What kind of claim? How do I do it?” Dabi asked, relieved his little bird didn't want to leave him. He was quite pleased to know that his feelings were reciprocated just as strongly. 

“Oh it's just some bird stuff. If I claim Shouto as my son in front of Fumikage then the chick will instantly understand that they are now brothers and nestmates but for Shouto it will just be a quick little bite. Then you just need to bite Fumi’s neck and the chick will imprint on you as a parent as well. I understand if you don't want to deal with all this bird stuff. It's okay really a lot of people don't really like this kind of thing- ” Keigo’s frantic ranting was cut off by Dabi cupping his jaw and kissing him, effectively shutting him up.

“Keigo, I would never dismiss any of this kind of stuff. I know how important it is to you. You said you're in it for life well so am I, I want all of you. You don’t ever have to be afraid of telling me something like this. I am never leaving you, I accept all of you always.” Dabi crooned looking deeply into the teary golden eyes of his mate. He wishes he could burn down the commission all over again for making Kiego think all his avian instincts were unsightly and disgusting, his poor bird still can't shake their harsh words to this day despite Dabi telling him the HPSC was wrong and he loves him the way he is. 

“You really don’t mind?” Keigo asked, sniffling and wiping his teary eyes.

“I promise, I don't mind at all. I can get Shouto right now if you want. Shouto is so sweet he won't mind any of this at all once I explain it to him plus it would be good for him to have another father figure in his life. Lately he’s been staring longingly at Twice and Toga whenever they're around.” Dabi explained, his little brother clearly wants a father in his life and Dabi wished he could be that for Shouto but currently the boy only thinks of him as his big brother. Maybe once he and Keigo move in together and he sees how they interact both boys will come to see them as their fathers.

“You’re such a good mate.” Keigo swooned looking at Dabi through half lidded eyes. Keigo was irrevocably in love with this man who changed his entire world as soon as he entered it. He wishes he could find a way to repay Dabi in some way for all he has done for him. Well… he has some ideas but that will be saved until later after the kids are asleep.

“Glad you think so.” Dabi winked with a smirk, walking towards the elevator to retrieve his younger brother. As he rode the elevator down to his floor he thought about Shouto. He hopes he’ll be happy with this new arrangement, his brother has been missing the rest of their family so the addition of a new brother will be good for him. When the doors opened he strode towards Shou’s room opening the door only to find him napping contently while Bluey played quietly on the tv. The floor was scattered with toys, clearly he had been playing for a while before he fell asleep. Dabi didn't want to wake the sleeping cherub but he promised Kei he would be up there soon. Well maybe he can nap with the fledgling in their nest if he’s still tired. He’s sure Keigo would be happy to have both their chicks in the nest. He quietly approached the sleeping boy gently shaking him only receiving whines and grumbles in response.

“Firefly, it's time to wake up.” Dabi cooed down at his sleeping brother, shaking him a little harder when the boy would not respond.

“Nooo you said today was a lazy day. Leave me alone.” Shouto whined lifting up his blanket to cover his head. There was no school today and he wasn't planning on going anywhere, he just wanted to play in his room.

“Well plans change, come on firefly. I have someone very special to me that I want you to meet.” The man spoke quietly trying to rouse the grumpy child from his blanket den.

“But I already met everyone. Don't wanna go.” Shouto pouted from underneath his blankets.

“But Keigo will be sooo sad that you're not with me.” Touya cooed in a teasing tone.

“Were going to see Kei?” Shouto perked up rising out of his blanket den to meet his brother's eyes. It's not a secret that Keigo is one of Shouto’s most favorite people in the manor.

“Yes but I haven’t been completely honest with you. Do you remember how I described the relationship between everyone in the league?” Dabi asked most of what he had told Shouto had been true; he just left out the fact that he and Keigo were together…in a very un-platonic way…

“You said that you were all family. That Giri-san and Sako-san were the papas and everyone else were like siblings.” Shouto said in a very matter of fact tone. He didn’t know what his brother was talking about, Shouto did think Touya treated someone more special than anyone else in the league.

“Well that's mostly true except for Keigo and I aren't like siblings were a couple.” Dabi said hoping that's enough for his brother to understand. He really does not want to have the talk with Shouto today.

“A couple of what?” Shouto asked, confused.

“Okay you're a little confused and that's okay it's not your fault. What I meant was that when two people love each other very much they get into a relationship and love each other even more.” Dabi said, that's a pretty straightforward explanation even Shouto can understand right? 

“So are we a couple?” Nevermind, Dabi groaned internally. 

“NO! Ahem… Sorry I didn't mean to yell what I meant to say is no we are not. Couples are people who are not related to each other who get married and kiss and have kids together. Like in that show you like so much the mommy dog and the daddy dog were strangers at first then they fell in love got married and had babies. Do you get what I'm saying?” Dabi asked, he can’t get any more blunt than that Shouto is clearly still too innocent for that. God, how do you even begin to explain love to an emotionally stunted kid who has never even seen a healthy relationship in his entire life.

“Oh” Is all Shouto said, a shocked expression on his face suddenly over taken by a jealous one.

“Does this mean you're going to have a baby?” He doesn’t want a new baby to take his brother's attention away from him.

“Firefly, you are the baby.” Dabi said, amused by his little brother's jealous pout.

“Anyways I’m bringing this up because since we're together and you're my baby that makes you Keigo’s baby too. Keigo was wondering if you would like him to be your papa. He already sees you as his kid since you're mine and you'd have a new brother to play with.” Dabi explained. It's not like Shou has a choice, it's going to happen either way but he would like his little brother to think his opinion matters.

“A new papa?” Shouto whispered looking at his big brother with stars in his eyes. He has never had a papa before, only a cold and cruel father who did nothing but hurt him. And a new brother! Not that he doesn’t love the siblings he already has but they're all so much older than him, having a brother his own age sounds like so much fun! Who did Hawks take again? 

“Okay, Let's go!” Shouto said excitedly, wiggling impatiently as his brother got him ready for the day. Dabi dressed Shouto in a cute soft set of pajamas with kittens on them, not bothering to dress him in real clothes because he's most likely just going to fall asleep as soon as Hawks is finished with him. He finished brushing the boy's hair and placed him on his hip heading towards the elevator. The farther up the elevator went the more subdued Shouto seemed to get. When the doors opened he hid his face in Dabi’s neck not looking towards the avian approaching them.

“Hi Shouto! Did Touya explain what's happening today?” Keigo cooed trying not to scare the new fledgling.

“Mm hmm” Shouto mumbled into Touya’s neck.

“And you're okay with it?” Keigo asked, watching with adoring eyes as the boy peeked out of Dabi’s neck to slyly nod in confirmation before hiding once again.

“Yeah,” Shouto answered shyly, still hiding.

“Wow, such a good boy. Dabi, follow me.” Hawks exclaimed in an exaggerated tone similar to one used when trying to sooth a young child. He led them toward Tokoyami’s bedroom, opening the door and motioning for Touya to place the boy in the nest with his other chick.

“Tokoyami?” Shouto asked, perplexed, he had forgotten Tokoyami had been one those that had been picked to be part of the family. He wouldn't call him a close friend or anything but they got along well during the period when they were in hiding.

“Todoroki? What are you doing here?” Fumikage asked bewildered, this is the first time he's seen anyone outside of Hawks in months.

“Well remember when I mentioned you meeting my mate once you were a bit more settled into life, well this is him and his child, your new brother” Hawks explained gently wanting the transition to go as smoothly as possible. 

“Dabi, come here.” Keigo motionted for Touya to enter the large nest. He picked up Tokoyami and placed him in the other's lap. The boy shifted uncomfortably sitting in the other villain's lap sending distressed chirps towards Keigo.

“Fumikage behave.” Hawks said sternly, giving him a warning nip as the chick began to struggle in his mates arms. The chick settled down and allowed Dabi to tip his head to the side exposing his neck.

“You're going to need to bite pretty hard for him to get it since you don't have fangs.” Hawks said as he watched his lover sink his teeth into Fumi’s neck watching the chick's eyes glaze over.  

“Look at him Kei” Dabi whispered, looking down at the boy chirping and nuzzling into his shirt, big hazy red eyes staring at him adoringly. Huh he could get used to having two adorable little birds in his life.

“Yeah he’s imprinted pretty hard, now it's Shouto's turn,” Keigo said, watching his mate and his fledgling fondly. Turning to advance towards the frightened looking boy. Tokoyami’s hazy eyes widened as he watched Hawks pounce onto Shouto pinning him down, the boy screamed towards his brother for help.

“W-wait what's happening?! Nii-chan help!” Shouto yelped whimpering when Keigo opened his mouth revealing a set of sharp fangs.

“Calm down firefly it's okay this is just a ritual avians do when welcoming new members into their family. You’re going to be okay, I promise.” Dabi cooed from the other side of the nest, watching his lover slowly sink his teeth into the soft flesh of his brother's neck.

Shouto whimpered as he felt sharp fangs painfully sink into his neck, squeezing his eyes shut as tight as possible feeling tears escape them. Then as suddenly as they were there the fangs were gone and there was something soft and wet lapping at the wound. The sensation made him giggle, it tickled. He opened his eyes when he felt himself being pulled off the floor of the nest and being nuzzled by two birds. As scary as that was he was glad he has a new papa and brother even though his papa is kind of scary. 

Tokoyami felt that fuzzy feeling taking over his mind as he was claimed by Dabi and watched Keigo claim Todoroki as his fledgling and his mate as their father. Suddenly he could no longer see just a distant classmate, this boy was his nestmate and the other villain is also their parent. And his brother is in distress! Fumi quickly crawled out of Dabi’s lap and to the other boy's side nuzzling him and releasing soothing coos trying to make his little brother feel better. He calmed down a little once his brother started giggling from their father tending to his wound. He screeched as he pushed their papa out of the way and curled his body around his brother. Papa was the reason his brother had been in so much distress, he watched him with narrowed eyes releasing warning growls when he would get too close to his brother. While snuggling this close Fumikage could hear his brother tummy rumbling, he released demanding hungry cheeps toward their papas to get him food for his little brother. 

“Alright alright I'm sorry. If I go get you the food will you forgive your big bad papa?” Keigo asked, raising his arms up in the air with an amused smile on his face. Well Fumikage definitely sees Shouto as his little brother now. 

“What’s he saying?” Dabi asked not fluent in bird talk.

“He's angry I made Shouto upset and wants me to go get them a snack. Come on, let's go fix them up something for lunch.” Hawks explained laughing when he heard Dabi snort as he followed him to the kitchen. Fumikage is clearly attached to Shouto now; it's fine if they leave them alone to bond. He doubts Fumi is going to want to leave the nest with Shouto in there acting like a nestbound hatchling. 

As they made lunch, Dabi making Shouto a quick grilled cheese with tomato soup while Keigo made Fumikage an assortment of raw meats,fruits,and nuts, they talked of their plans for moving in together. They originally had thought they would have to wait a little longer to officially move in together but seeing that the boys get along so well they could do it a lot sooner. When they were done preparing their food they walked to the chick’s room with the food in hand only to find the boys sleeping curled around each other like a pair of kittens. Hawks trilled excitedly seeing both his babies resting in the nest while Dabi shook his head fondly. Oh well they can nap for now, they'll put their food away for later. They tipped toed out of the room not wanting to wake the nestlings and settled down on the couch. Keigo resting in Touya’s lap, the pair couldn't help but think life couldn't get better than this . Heroes are over and their chicks are home safely in their nest, they can finally have the peaceful family life they've always wanted.

A couple months later

Life has been bliss for the little family. Dabi and Shouto have moved into Keigo’s floor leaving their old floor vacant for when the rest of their family is found. The chicks have since gotten closer to each other, practically attached by the hip. They go to school together, eat together, play together, sometimes they even find them sleeping together in each other's rooms. Though that is mostly because none of the other kids are ready to play yet. After the Izuku incident the others have really cracked down on their kids, not allowing them out unless they are 100% sure they are ready. 

The pair are quite the handful, always getting into some sort of trouble together more often than not, resulting in time outs and sore bottoms. There was the time they wanted to test if Fumikage could actually use his wings to fly or if they were just superficial so they decided to try to jump off an eight story balcony, turns out they do work he just didn't know how to use them. Thank god Keigo was there in time to catch him. Or the time they were playing hide and seek with Twice and Toga and they decided to hide in a trash can and were loaded into the back of a garbage truck. They only got to them in time because they got an alert from their collars that they had left the manor, Kiego had flown out just in time to see them screaming as they were dropped into the truck, he then had to chase down the moving vehicle to retrieve his brats.

Hawks never knew having children was going to be this exhausting. Dabi being the more experienced of the two when it comes to children just said the boys were testing them and that all kids did it and they would calm down soon. While it was exhausting they were happy that the boys felt comfortable enough to act out with them. They know that neither boy ever had the opportunity to do so safely in the environments that they were raised in and they were glad the chicks felt safe enough to do it with them. 

The only problem now was Dark Shadow. You see, recently Dabi decided that he would be taking off Shouto’s quirk canceller. The boy has been getting sick recently with no explanation. When they took him to the doctor the man explained it might have to do with his body temperature and what he has grown up being used to. Before Shouto had to wear the collar he rarely get sick because of the temperature his quirk made his body naturally, so with it gone his body isn’t used to not having the extreme temperatures of his quirk to kill of all the bad germs, without it his immune system is doing terribly trying to make up for the lack of quirk. So they took off the collar. They trusted the boy fully and wanted the best for his health. Though they did replace it with a tracking bracelet for safety.

Fumikage saw Shouto with his collar off and questioned why he couldn't have his off too. It broke their hearts when they saw one of their chicks crying that they don’t trust him. They tried to explain that it was a different situation since his quirk is sentient. It's not that they trust his brother more, it's just that they don’t trust Dark Shadow. This just led to more tantrums, Shouto joining in because he thinks it's unfair they weren’t being treated the same. After a week full of tantrums, crying, and several punishments they eventually agreed that they would try to release Dark Shadow to try to talk to him but neither boy could be present. They sedated Fumikage while Shouto was sent off to be watched by Magne. They unlocked the collar and out came the huge roaring shadow. Dabi unleashed a burst of bright blue flames to keep Dark Shadow at bay. The shadow decreased in size but stayed just as loud.

“What did you do to Fumi?!?!” Dark Shadow screamed, still trying to lash out despite his small form.

“We didn’t do anything to him, he’s happier now than he’s ever been” Keigo spoke truthfully.

“DON'T LIE TO ME! Just because you take away my ability to come out doesn't mean I'm not there. I can see and feel everything happening to Fumi. So I’ll repeat what I said before. What did you do to him? ” The shadow growled raging against the light keeping his form small.

“We didn’t do anything to him honestly.” Hawks said, raising both hands in the air in a placating manner.

“You're still lying! I can feel that you have done something to Fumi’s mind; he's running solely on some sort of chain of command he can’t fight against.” Dark Shadow growled, there is something very wrong with Fumi’s head he hasn’t acted like this since he was very small.

“Oh that, that's just our avian instincts you know bird to bird.” Keigo replied since he is the eldest avian that makes him top of the chain.

“NO I DON'T KNOW YOU FUC-” Dark Shadow screamed, cut off by another burst of flames. Contrary to popular belief he is a quirk that has nothing to do with birds at all. His user is shaped like a bird so he is shaped like a bird. He knows nothing about avian instincts, he isn’t even a bird himself. He is just a shadow with consciousness and the ability to fight.  

“Okay, simmer down little shadow. We didn't let you out to have a screaming match. We came to negotiate. The fledgling has been wanting to see you for months and we are willing to allow you to have contact with him if you follow our rules.” Dabi said sternly. 

“As if I would bow to the likes of you scum. I'd rather kill you all and take Fumi with me.” Dark Shadow spat venomously. 

“You seem to forget who's in charge here, Dark Shadow. All it takes is one quirk erasing bullet and you're gone forever. We already have Fumi, we don’t need you, all this is for his sake. So you can either cooperate with us and help protect Fumikage or you can be erased. Though I suppose you can also remain dormant if you'd like but I’m sure Fumi will be devastated when we tell him you purposely chose not to see him. The choice is yours.” Hawks purred a teasing smirk on his face, he was bluffing obviously he loves the little shadow and doesn't ever want to get rid of him. He's a part of Fumikage and Kei loves all parts of Fumi, though this particular part is going to be incredibly difficult to manage given the massive amount of power it holds. He needs Dark Shadow to think he is disposable to them, that with the flick of a wrist they would erase him. He needs him to think if he ever steps a toe out of line he will be killed so he never dares to use that immense power against them. 

“I want to see Fumikage. I don’t care what rules I have to follow to see him.” The shadow grumbled angrily looking to the side. He’s doing this to save Fumi, he would do anything for the boy even if it means he gets erased. 

“Good boy Dark Shadow, we knew you would make the right choice.” Keigo smiled.

As much as he would like to rip these villains to shreds and steal Fumi away he has to stay calm. He’ll gain their trust and take Fumi away from here when they least expect it. For now he'll just have to lay low and behave until the opportunity arises. Don't worry Fumikage, I'll fix whatever they did to your mind and get you out of here I promise…

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[cauldron-of-oddities]

Ekko making jewelry out of his owl feathers as presents for his 'pretty bird'

May turn into a drabble at some point as I seem terribly prone to that. 

@youmaycallmeyourhighness hope you enjoy these little headcanons.

Jewellery for his pretty bird 

He gets the idea when she's about to turn 13

He’s in half a panic, yeah sure she always seems happy with the gifts he finds for her, but this year has to be special. 

Usually, he would get her some really nice materials to work with or a pretty stone or two. Now, that's not enough. 

He remembers how enamoured she seemed with his feathers and decides to combine the two.

He's a full year ahead of her and so has had his first moult. His mother nabs a feather and gets a bit mushy about her boy growing up. His dad joins in, and Ekko is horribly embarrassed, but he likes people happy, especially his family and friends, so, ok, yeah, he can deal with his parents cooing over him. 

"Such a handsome boy you are”

His father teased him, soon he'd fly the nest, and he'd charm all the girls with that pretty plumage. 

“Hush you, there's only one girl.”

"Mom! She's my friend”

“You didn't need to ask who we meant, though.” his father chortled. 

When she comes by Benzo's shop to ask for some replacement parts for the taps. He's busy trying to get a stubborn wing feather out, and his beak is not doing the trick. Her long fingers pluck it out gently. 

Shyly she asks if she can keep it. It's gorgeous and a soft sort of smoothness to it, and she keeps running her fingers over it and against her cheeks, zoning out for a bit as she gets lost in the feeling. So he knows she likes his feathers.

He also knows touch grounds her, so he figures it can be a stress reliever, so something she can fiddle with and keep with her. 

His first attempts at making a piece didn't go well. He breaks multiple feathers. The stem of the feather is definitely not like metal. 

He makes 3 pieces eventually that year.

An earring set with a shiny cog blue beads and a long flight feather for her birthday.

A bracelet with little fluffy feathers, this one is made of string that looks like a mini boa is wrapped around her wrist. Makes it for her first moult. He asks if he can have some of her feathers. 

The third is a necklace. In an echo of the earrings, he alternates some of his smaler feathers and hers alternating with little cogs. This one he has not given yet because the implications are very clear.

He's secretly thrilled that he's with her in some form most of the time. 

She wears the earrings often, and it soon becomes her lucky charm. 

Vi thinks it's adorable and ribs her sister good naturedly. 

Vander just lets out a chuckle “kids” “It suits you, Powder. That's quite the special gift.” Is all he says but does raise his eyebrow at Ekko. 

Mylo teases her mercilessly “Can't be without your knight in shiny feathers, eh?” 

Claggor thinks it's sweet and wonders if he should keep some of his more colourful feathers for the future. 

Mylo stole them once, when she was ignoring him, and as a bit of revenge for the challenge race, she beat him in. He knew it would get a rise out of her. It does so spectacularly. It sends feathers flying. Yeah, it's not pretty. The awkward little Powder has it in her to be a right terrifying hellion.  

[hogbogglerspirits]

"You wallow in guilt, I thrive in spite"

Say hello to PINK, I thought it only right I introduce her after SILVER, birds of a feather and all that.

PINK wonders a lot of things, first and foremost, is it still love if they tear you apart and twist you back together different?

PINK was a crow, at some point.

Process details + hazbin thoughts below the cut!

I spent a really long time on this one!

She was SUPER fun to change into a more updated design!!

In have some hella old digital doodles of her, but this one was the cleanest. I've kept the most important elements but I've exaggerated stuff like the hat and the triangular shape of her clothes, at some point I'll do a layers-breakdown for both SILVER and PINK's clothes!

So, for MOST of my watercolour pieces, I don't want to immedietly fuck up on my nice paper, so I do a sketch and a colour test to see if what I have in mind would work, which honestly is a LIFE SAVER but like, it means everything takes so SO long and I hate my work for a little while shjdhajgkjljaodfj I actually really like the line work for both of these, but I'm glad I decided to redo her on the nice paper, I'm way more happy with the results!

Hazbin hotel stuff:

I genuinely think I would loooove to do Hazbin versions of PINK and SILVER??? they have SUCH fun stories that translate really well into a hazbin setting without fucking too hard with their core themes? I think both of them would be fallen angels. PINK would fall hard, she would fall fast and in flames, but SILVER would fall slow and meandering until all at once she drops through the last part like a stone. a near ten thousand year reunion in hell.

Sorry girl! I was working through my denial, faith in the system and guilt for those I would leave trapped in the cogs <3 yeah, had a TOUGH day in court yesterday, found out some bad shit <3

What do you mean you would burn the world down if you were strong enough to do it alone? what do you mean you're not alone anymore and heaven is looking awfully flammable???

[mickey-withabig-dickey]

My own OCs

Analu + Pulchra avis

MORE VERS + EXPLANATION BELOW!!!

Pulchra avis -

Pulchra avis, which translates to 'A beautiful bird' in Latin (although she does not resemble a bird other than her mechanical wings) is a hand-made Goddess from a seperate dimension.

She was made due to her home dimension beginning to fall through plagues and never-ending terror. The struggling people of her land made her from the scraps of destroyed electronics.

They prayed around her, hoping for something to happen and then she came to life. Her rugged and dirty metal polished itself to reveal beautiful, silky white cloth and strong, shiny golden plates.

Her wings spread from her back, the white feathers slowly folded to life as the golden metal created joints and cogs for her to be able to move her wings and fly.

She fixed her land and with her dimension fixed, she set out to other dimensions to try and fix theres. She finds Earth, a silently failing planet that she feels the need to mend back to health.

Analu -

Analu, which means 'famous and graveful warrior' in Brazillian, was a regular girl living in Brazil.

She met Pulchra avis when the Goddess mistook Analu for a homeless person and tried to help her. Analu explained to the Goddess that she didnt need help and there were other people that needed it.

Pulchra avis didnt know what she meant, as her dimension spoke a different language. The only words she knew in English were "Be not Afraid.", as phrase her people taught to her if she managed to find a different dimension.

Analu then had to teach the Goddess how to disguise herself so she can go into the public without attracting attention to herself and getting caught for painful testing.

She now travels around the world, helping the Goddess find out the worlds needs and mending them. Although young, she had moved out fairly early away from her parents, so she did not need to worry about her travelling the world.

[wardogxicarus]

Her excitement to show off her work was infectious, making Oron excited to see it. The mechanic waited as Shale went to fetch the device.

Once the wings folded out, Oron gave a impressed whistle. That was nanotech alright, at least in his eyes anyway. Circling around the pair of wings and their owner, he began to inspect and admire her work.

"Wow." He spoke up after doing a full circle. "To say I'm impressed is a massive understatement. This is... incredible. The owl wing structure is a nice touch." There was a flash of a smile before he moved towards where the metallic feathers connected to the main body.

"If I may give a bit of advice. Make sure you clean this out every time you finish a mission. Little gaps like that can build up sand and dust real easy and it'll eventually jam in a couple of years. Pressurized air will take care of that no problem." Finally he took a step back and put his hand on his chin.

"It looks natural on you. Like you were born to pilot them. Really good work."

"Thanks! The design helps to keep flight as quiet as possible." Just like the talent of the bird it was modeled after. "And it folds up quite nicely- took some inspiration from Cybertronians for that one. No t-cogs used, though, heh." She briefly paused as she realized he might not know what a t-cog was.

"Anyway, yeah. I've been cleaning her out after each flight for that very reason. Kind of took me back to when I was on regular helicopter maintenance duty. It's very methodical and relaxing." Her hand then rose to rub the back of her neck modestly.

"I'm still working on the piloting part. Heh, I might have Rodan DNA in me, but flight is not coming all that naturally. At least flight like this."

@musesbykai

[chorusfm]

Billie Eilish – Hit Me Hard And Soft

Billie Eilish has had quite the run of fortune recently. Having picked up major accolades, including her second Oscar for Best Original Song for her contribution to the Barbie movie for the heart-wrenching “What Was I Made For?”, to multiple Grammy awards for her continued collaboration with her brother, Finneas, Eilish seemed poised to deliver an album that felt like the truest form of her identity. Hit Me Hard And Soft is an album that feels like the more logical successor of Eilish’s breakthrough, When We All Fall Asleep, Where Do We Go? and she shines all over the record. While the “knock” on Billie Eilish has been that she “doesn’t sing, she whispers,” that all gets put to bed once in for all on this third studio album that has some of the best vocal moments in the young artist’s career to date. Having chosen to not release any singles prior to the album launch, Billie Eilish was daring her fans to embrace the album format and listen to it, traditionally, from front to back. She accomplishes that goal in more ways than one, by creating her most cohesive and daring work of art to date on Hit Me Hard And Soft. Thematically, the new record starts off gently enough with the song, “Skinny” that finds Eilish explaining the media’s focus on her physical appearance as a barometer for her overall well-being. Eilish croons, “People say I look happy / Just because I got skinny / But the old me is still me / And maybe the real me / And I think she’s pretty,” and it’s a vulnerable opening statement to say that she is embracing her physical beauty while still growing into the prospect of being comfortable in her own skin. “Lunch” follows the soothing opener, and was chosen as the lead single from the set upon the record’s release, and it’s easy to see why. It’s got a steady beat and bounce to it that is meant for solid radio placement, and it hits the sweet spot of delivering the goods just around the three-minute mark. The song is largely about how Eilish formally came out during a Rolling Stone interview, but she delivers little doubt as she sings, “I could eat that girl for lunch / Yeah, she dances on my tongue / Tastes like she might be the one.” It rocks along with a brooding sense of self-confidence and it’s the best version of Eilish’s sound. ”Chihiro” follows in the sequencing with a synth-heavy beat that expands as the song gets going. Eilish’s vocal highs on the chorus are truly breathtaking, and the production from Finneas accentuates the right moments in the track to ensure it leaves the right impression on listeners. In the repetitious bridge of, “Wringing my hands in my lap / And you tell me it’s all been a trap / And you don’t know if you’ll make it back / I say, “No. Don’t say that,” Eilish invites the audience into her personal life while still taking a worldly view of everything around her. My personal favorite song comes in the middle of the sequencing with “Birds of a Feather.” Eilish’s vocals sound like a million bucks, and she quickly showcases why she’s one the key cogs of what makes today’s pop scene so interesting. Eilish gushes on the chorus, “I’ll love you till the day that I die / Till the day that I die / Till the light leaves my eyes / Till the day that I die,” over some carefully strummed guitar chords to put the spotlight directly on her vocal performance. It’s truly a stunning song, and one that I didn’t think she was capable of creating at this stage in her career. But damn, I’m glad she went for it here. The other songs in the middle of the tracklisting like the largely acoustic guitar ballad of “Wildflower,” that gradually adds in more instruments as it accelerates through the storytelling, begin to give a clearer vision to the sound Eilish and Finneas were going for. “The Greatest” was marked as a key gateway for Eilish finish this record, and it does a solid job of closing out the front half of the LP with some breathy vocals that bleed away into the dark abyss, much like the cover art of Eilish falling into the… https://chorus.fm/reviews/billie-eilish-hit-me-hard-and-soft/

[blxckv3il]

Extortionist - When It All Goes Dark

In solitude, there's nothing left to lose.

I call for you but you won't come and save me.

Forgotten by all the ones i've loved and the ones who've said they cared.

I guess its my distrustful faith in a sea of snakes.

Push it all down, push it all away.

Spare me of your counterfeit attempts of saving face.

Holding on because you have something to gain.

I see right through your two faces and I can't relate.

Your so called friends are dead.

You use the loss just for the attention.

That little blue bird feeds your image of imitation.

Hit your head falling from the social ladder you crave.

Birds of a feather so fake and you are all the same.

When it all goes dark, no ones coming back for you.

Forgotten from the start, so there is nothing left to prove.

Everyone moves on and there is nothing you can do.

No sense in holding on because in the end we're born to lose.

I fall back into the dark.

Isolation beckoning, separate.

No one's coming back for me, no.

You left me behind in the ashes of what used to be.

I'm lost in your absence.

Everything I've loved is now past tense.

Forgotten, I was just a memory. Just a fragment.

When it all goes dark, no ones coming back for you.

Forgotten from the start, so there is nothing left to prove.

Everyone moves on and there is nothing you can do.

No sense in holding on because in the end we're born to lose.

The mask you wear must be heavy hanging off your face.

Bury your skeletons before the vultures start to feed."

I don't need anyone, I don't need anything

Human kind is exhausting

I've become so drained

Human kind is exhausting I've become so drained of life

You take away my energy

I will not conform to the game

Fuck your status and your false sense of superiority

It means nothing to me

When it all goes dark, no ones coming back for you

Forgotten from the start, so there is nothing left to prove

Everyone moves on and there is nothing you can do

No sense in holding on because in the end we're born to lose

I will not succumb to you

You sit at tables with the plastic personalities

The cowards play a cowards game and bite the hand that feeds

You're subject to become another cog in the machine

Another carbon copy and you all mean nothing to me

You are nothing to me

Take your place in the waste with all of the flies bathing in shit, feeding their false images

You're jaded, caught in the chains of all I despise. Sedated behind a gate of this exclusivity

I will denounce the hate and all of the lies

Drenched in the venom you spit and you don't even realize your fate is paved with the nameless graves of the blind

You're rotting inside a hive, devoid of love and light

[thehipovercor]

More Falsum Lore but it's CRINGE (lovingly)

Okay I just got out of a conversation with a good friend and we figured out a rough estimate of how each Class (consider as subspecies) of Cor flirts with each other. Obviously, this isn't a hard(cor)e rigid scientific "EACH OF THEM DOES THIS" but this will be a lovely general guideline of what you could expect an individual of a certain Class to do. Some fellas are aromantic so lol those friends can disregard. Additionally, I'm not even sure if all "flirting" is actually flirting, as Corda are a social species with pack-bonding tendencies and some individuals may just be pulling a member in for a Queer Platonic Relationship. All Corda are asexual and do not have genitals.

With all that prerequisite nonsense out of the way, let's gooooo! Here are the Classes again for a quick reference.

We have the Common Corda: Cognizants, Scouts, Supporters, and Communicators. Then we have the Warrior Corda: Brawlers, Rangers, and Defenders. I will take no criticism on the names <3 at this point I cannot change them :(

Cognizants are loosely based on intelligent bird species such as corvids and easily-trainable pigeons, so it makes the most sense to base their flirting/courting on those behaviors. Cogs are the most likely to have feathers and those who do have them will keep well-groomed to be flashy! With or without feathers, Cogs will also bedazzle themselves with shiny objects: jewelry is already a quick and easy, albeit potentially expensive, way to impress one another. For non-bonding reasons, Cogs already wear jewelry and the ones with the most elaborate or socially-coveted gear are higher ranking in their "special science boys clubs" (they have a bit of a brutal caste system, unfortunately. Outside of each others' presences, they will gladly lighten up on what they're wearing). If something conventional like a necklace or watch doesn't suit a Cog, they'll adorn themselves in other items they consider important! These rogues may put on, say for example, salvaged machine parts for a personal style. As one can imagine, gifting is an effective bonding mechanism between Cogs and is performed from Cogs to other Classes, usually with more personally-catered items. Love is stored in the shiny rock.

Scouts don't mind receiving gifts, but as they're the fastest and most agile Class, their courting is all about being impressive and proving they're useful in many situations! If their crush isn't impressed by the other being able to parkour, Scouts easily switch to proving their versatility, typically in professional trades or odd hobbies. From there, bonding results from them learning each other's skills and being helpful wherever possible. With such a wide selection of options for a Scout to show off and learn, Scouts are simultaneously more and less complex than Cognizants. ...Somehow. Regardless, Scouts can seemingly develop a "sixth sense" and know when a partner or good friend is in trouble and, if near enough, will come running to assist. Whether reckless or cautious, smart or silly these guys are dedicated to anyone they care about.

Supporters are simple, actually. As the most humanoid of all Corda with an instinct to be more gentle, they appreciate kind gestures and form bonds easily. They'll laugh at Scouts' gestures, be smitten by Cognizants' efforts to boast, and (not stated yet) easily merge into Communicators' awkward attempts. Between each other, Supporters seem enjoy taking care of gardens or something else to nurture without jumping immediately into complex pets or adopted children. Later, once they're established, they will form adorably sappy love stories. Of course, they might seem a bit... strong to outsiders.

Communicators are the most autistic-coded Class and that's why one's my sona (not to say all Corda aren't walking metaphors). These fellas are noticeably smaller than others and are prone to being overwhelmed by the psychic energy of a crowd or group, so they keep to themselves or to 1 - 2 chosen individuals. Then, when presented with someone they wish to court, they're typically shy. When words won't happen, Communicators stick to doing small favors and organizing their safe spaces to accommodate the guest. Once the other Cor is nearby, the Comm will switch to parallel play, staying in the same room or in an adjacent room to their interest. They will continue to engage in the cycle of invitation, prepare, and share room until there is an unspoken understanding or until the other Cor directly asks. It is up to the individual Communicator as to whether they can handle answering with a clear response. Ideally, the other Cor will learn about their quirks and be willing to share their own safe space until the understanding is reached. Once the barrier is down, they will each open up and are fiercely loyal. Do not be alarmed if a Communicator sends you an image of an animal you like at 4 AM, that is part of their love language.

Should I take a break? Yes. Am I going to type more? Yes because it'll be brief.

Warrior Classes fall prey to stoicism and embarrassment from being so different from their Common Class peers. While not as graceful or agile, Warriors are surprisingly dexterous. When a Warrior Class wishes to court anyone, they will study the other member, often taking a long while to learn their ins and outs. The Warrior will then do one of two things (or perhaps both, depending): display feats of powerful destruction or feats of delicate creation. Brawlers and Defenders are more than capable of lifting and throwing rooted trees or large boulders, but they are also capable of carving into the fresh lumber or piecing together the shattered stone into works of art. Rangers, with a slightly thinner frame, may work up the courage to dance after having stomped a flat stage. These actions sound quite similar to Scouts' behaviors but Warriors usually make plans to be bombastic instead of running headfirst into an effort. Ironically, I would say Warrior Classes have more in common with Communicators.

Other Things:

Typical forms of showing affection include:

Melting into a cuddle pile like all of those pictures of cats

Holding hands and walking so closely to another that they stumble, also like videos of cats (If a Cor has a tail, they will use it too)

Spending so many years together that they prepare pieces of the other's schedule (ex. knowing when their partner asks for a tool or when they prefer to brush their teeth and prepping the brush)

Parallel play, again

Notes:

Ear touching, whether it is by headbutting or using hands, depends on the individual. Some Corda seem to love being pet while others are sensitive and might yelp, much to their embarrassment. This does open the door to pranks. [Partner discretion advised.]

Butt touching is usually a joke mocking humans

Kissing is... Up in the air. Plenty don't mind a smooch on the lips or light making out, but others are repulsed by this flesh-tacular behavior and leave it at allowing themselves to be kissed on the cheek. [Second note of Corda not having genitals and cannot get aroused (sorry I have to emphasize it for reasons)]

I love my Corda and I have finally ripped off a bandage that has been plaguing me for an unspecified amount of time. I uh... Had to do some healing before I'd allow myself to think about my blorbos in a loving-each-other context, ahaha. Apologies for being cring and my sincerest thanks if you've read this whole thing! Sorry for being vulnerable on main (i don't have a second blog at the moment so you're all getting it on main regardless)

[megacross-ground-zero-rated-r]

The irony with how I write Smartass as a Former Henchman back from the dead is he is clever and self-aware in some areas, but painfully obtuse in others.

Like Eddie and other Toons, he's aware of all the rules, the tropes, the subversions, all the ins and outs of how Ground Zero will write, twist, and sometimes break its own rules. How the stakes often drastically shift, but the universe is self-sustaining enough that the Earth won't get blown to smithereens by Marvin the Martian's newest death-ray. The human fallacies of noir that drive people to things like murder, blackmail, cheating, etc.

Because he understands these things, using them to clearly map out his life's path from cradle to being Dipped, and has a huge ego, he uses it to play the victim way more than he has any right to. He thinks all that adds up to giving him the same depth and nuance as a character like Vegeta when he hasn't earned it in his screentime. He tries to manufacture a fun rivalry with Eddie by bugging and poking and prodding him, c'mon, be the Zenigatta to my Lupin. Eddie sometimes shuts him down, sometimes takes the swing he's begging to duck under, but eventually refuses to engage.

Then he tries to be birds of a feather with Conrad. Conrad is much more aware of the fact, yeah, he got dealt a real shit hand, but a lot of it was spending decades, most of a century, digging his heels in and refusing to even consider changing. Fuck off, you buffoon, I'm busy with my own arch about luck and choice and mortality.

Then Nick shows up and he tries the same shit again. This time Eddie is firmer about no we are NOT encouraging this, get him out of my goddamn office.

Then Steele and Charlie fall in with him and that keeps him occupied for a while.

So why is he so convinced that he has the range, dah'lin', he deserves the attention worthy of a multifaceted, tragic villian instead of a fun, but flat cartoon gangster? Sure, ego, but what else?

Spoilers and meta stuff under the cut. Hints pretty heavily at the THESIS STATEMENT of the entire fic.

He doesn't want to face that he was "just some side character" that got caught in the crossfire. Like Conrad, he was ultimately "born" into the narrative to cause some problems then die so bigger threats could take center stage. Through fanfiction he can be made into someone who's funny, charming, I could certainly try to make him seem a genuinely tragic figure, but that's not the point: The point is in the source material he, like a trope, is a much more a Tool To Tell Roger's And Eddie's Story than he is an all-caps, front-billed MAIN CHARACTER. He feels like a cog in the machine and he hates it. This doesn't mean the people who made Framed hate him and want him to suffer. In fact, they're probably really fond of him. But they know what his place is for serving Eddie’s story. So does he.

Which then circles back around to him actually kind of succeeding. That emotion, that tenacity, that drive to BE SOMETHING MORE is so strong he effectively forces the universe to watch the struggle. I decide when this story is done with me.

If he thinks about this too long the knowledge will eat him up inside.

[lebrookestore]

Exactly like Baby Nugg do do do do do do! Never thought that 3 birds would have such different personalities. Twicey is my speedy, chirpy, clever lil Ninja. Always bouncing around the cage and chirping away. He also likes to bob his head up and down whenever I chat with him. Kai is a little shit. Love her to pieces but man, she drives me crazy sometimes. She's only recently started chirping like Twicey, before that it was either silence or screaming. She's a lil flexible gymnast though, hangs upside-down by one foot, does full 360° swingy flips around the perches. Also only has 1 eye, looks like we have 2 but the left one...it's like the fluid ball formed but nothing else, so if you shine a light at it, you can see the back of the eye socket. Twicey and Kai are inseparable, which is good since I got Kai specifically to keep Twicey company. Nugg has this spark about her. When you look at her, you can just tell she's thinking, that there are cogs turning in that tiny lil noggin. Always wants to explore and must examine anything that's in my hands. Also, I discovered literally less than 24hrs ago, that we do pirouettes when preening the big tail feathers, and it's real cute. Lil spins 😍😍 Always thought I was a cat person, turns out I'm a bird person -🌻

the baby shark tune is going to be stuck in my head for the next three business days but I'll say its worth it 😌 all their personalities and little characteristics really let you think of them as different beings and its all so cute like?? and woah kai's eye seems actually kind of cool that's a badass little birdie you got there bestie, and hey, being a bird person is pretty unique<3