#date: may 15th.

[factorialsotherfandoms]

Phil: Yeah I like Pac and Mike's ending is just hilarious- Pac and Mike's ending to their characters, um, is just them jumping off of Christ the Redeemer w-wi-with Richas. Er, mine, Lullah and-and Chay's ending is just we go- go to sleep. We go to Rose's sanctuary and we go to sleep at peace finally. The good ending, kind of, bittersweet.

Phil: Okay here we go wanna watch some fucking crazy shit? [laughs]

[video starts, Pac e Mike Wow Wow is playing in the background. Mike is saying something in the video, that I can't catch. Philza laughs.]

[Richas dies in video]

[harder laughter]

[pauses video]

Phil: Nah, man, fuck, no the fucking like BOOM noise is like actually like a fucking trigger for trauma. Dude, fuck me, the eggs dying, ahhh with the music is just so fucked- there's such a mixture of emotions in my body.

[rewinds the video, replays that, when Richas dies again, sharp laughter]

Phil: Ahhh God

[pauses video as Mike dies]

Phil: Ah Pac's fucking sad, man, shit, this is why I turn my webcam off, dude.

[plays video, pausing it again when Pac dies and sniffs]

Phil: Ah, Pac! I wanna give him a hug.

Phil: Shit, dude, the fucking music like cutting out is actually so extra sad, Jesus Christ. This is-aw man. Dude. This is- This is why I turn off my webcam, right, when I do lore and I- [Pac in video sniffs again] and I get emotional [Pac speaking. Again, I can't quite pick up what is said] I get- I get emotional, you know, I get- [closes video] I get- and I turn off my webcam you can't see me cry haha

TTS: Wow Philza. How could you [Phil starts laughing] set your house on fire with a toaster. SMH. Happy 9 months!

Phil: Fuck dude, aaaaaawh, god, I wanna give him a hug, dude, no, no mames, no mames.

Phil: It's sad, yeah, it is really sad, honestly. It's so fucking miserable. I was genuinely holding back tears, um, when me, Lullah an-and Chay were saying goodbye. 'Cause I knew. I knew. I knew as soon as we started walking along the wall, 'cause I said to them, after having a good chat, that I- the last thing I would want to do with them would be walking along the wall, and once we started doing that I was like, thch, this is it, this is it, we're gonna end off at the sanctuary and go to sleep.

Phil: And I-I like knew it was coming but I was- I was still holding back tears, chat, it was real sad.

[bobosbillionsknives]

Something I drew for my one year Knives autism anniversary!!! 🥳🥳🥳 Happy one year Knivesites!!

[wonder-worker]

Thinking about Elizabeth Woodville as a gothic heroine is making me go insane. She entered the story by overturning existing social structures, provoking both ire and fascination. She married into a dynasty doomed to eat itself alive. She was repeatedly associated with the supernatural, both in terms of love and death. Her life was shaped entirely by uncanny repetitions - two marriages, two widowhoods, two depositions, two flights to sanctuary, two ultimate reclamations, all paralleling and ricocheting off each other. Her plight after 1483 exposed the true rot at the heart of the monarchy - the trappings of royalty pulled away to reveal nothing, a never-ending cycle of betrayal and war, the price of power being the (literal) blood of children. She lived past the end of her family name, she lived past the end of her myth. She ended her life in a deeply anomalous position, half-in and half-out of royal society. She was both a haunting tragedy and the ultimate survivor who was finally free.

[chernabogs]

Thinkin abt how Silver's bday is likely just the day that Lilia found him in the castle which rlly makes it all the more significant

[live-emotion]

I would guess the dates and times (in JST) for next group of news we get is:

Wednesday May 15th 7pm - Quartet Night 'Song Letter' MV clip Wednesday May 15th 8pm - Quartet Night Retweet Campaign starts

Friday May 17th 7pm - Quartet Night Group Introduction

Wednesday May 22nd 7pm - Heavens 'Glorious Angels' MV clip Wednesday May 22nd 8pm - Heavens Retweet Campaign starts

Friday May 24th 7pm - Heavens Group Introduction

That leaves May 25-June 11 (or May 29-June 12 if you count the 3rd RT campaign) clear for more announcements before the game releases on the 12th. I'd guess no announcement on the 25th so soon after the Heavens introduction, so at the very least probably something on May 29th and June 5th. We still need a proper look at the Piece Gacha system and probably some full teaser trailer videos and ads for the game like Shining Live had.

Likely also smaller announcements of rewards if certain milestones are hit for amount of pre-registered users etc, but so far nothing like that has been announced.

[martimer-underground]

The Doc's First meeting with Nightmare... Didn't exactly go as smoothly as they hoped.

(uhh a less gradient ver + info under the cut)

I know I really haven't really said too much because I'm still writing out everything I want to... For now I'll just tell you their my little morally grey skrunkley and I like to draw them with the bad sanses.

They work for Nightmare because he can offer them resources that they could never acquire on their own timeline...

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

Megadeth - The World Needs A Hero

[favficbirthdays]

Happy Birthday

Asmodeus (15th May)

Obey Me!

[wishesofeternity]

Those chronicles that give a date for Edward (IV) and Elizabeth (Woodville)’s marriage each specify the same one: 1 May. This date is compatible with the known movements of Edward, who was at Stony Stratford the night of 30 April 1464 and could have made an excursion to and from Grafton that morning, as claimed by Fabyan in the sixteenth century:

   [I]n most secret manner, upon the first day of May, King Edward spoused Elizabeth […] which spousals were solemnised early in the morning at a town called Grafton, near Stony Stratford; at which marriage were no persons present but the spouse, the spousess, the Duchess of Bedford her mother, the priest, two gentlewomen, and a young man to help the priest sing. After which spousals ended, he went to bed, and so tarried there three or four hours, and after departed and rode again to Stony Stratford, and came as though he had been hunting, and there went to bed again. And within a day or two after, he sent to Grafton to the Lord Rivers, father unto his wife, showing to him he would come and lodge with him a certain season, where he was received with all honour, and so tarried there by the space of four days. In which season, she nightly to his bed was brought, in so secret manner, that almost none but her mother was of counsel.

Several historians, however, have questioned the May Day date. As David Baldwin notes, ‘The idea of a young, handsome king marrying for love on Mayday may have been borrowed from romantic tradition’. J.L. Laynesmith agreed that ‘1 May is a suspiciously apt day for a young king to marry for love. May had long been the month associated with love, possibly originating in pre-Christian celebrations of fertility and certainly celebrated in the poetry of the troubadours’. Moreover, there are documentary reasons to be wary of the May Day date. On 10 August 1464, Edward signed a document giving Hastings the wardship of Thomas Grey. Wardships were lucrative commodities; if Elizabeth was already married to the king, it seems likely, as Michael Hicks has pointed out, that she would have asked to keep the wardship for herself. Furthermore, on 30 August 1464, Edward granted the county of Chester to his brother George, Duke of Clarence, apparently in his capacity as heir apparent. Such a grant would seem unnecessary if Edward had just married a lady who could be expected to provide him with an heir of his own body.

Whether the couple were married on May Day or later, the scant record does bear out Hall’s claim that a priest was present at the wedding. A Master John Eborall, whose church of Paulspury was close to Grafton and Stony Stratford, is said to have offered in 1471 to intercede in a land dispute involving the queen ‘supposing that he might have done good in the matter, forasmuch as he was then in favour because he married King Edward and Queen Elizabeth together’ A chronicle known as Hearne’s Fragment adds that the priest who married the couple was buried at the high altar of the Minories in London, but leaves a blank space for the man’s name.”

- Susan Higginbotham, “The Woodvilles: The Wars of the Roses and England’s Most Infamous Family”

[frogandbird]

Strawberry Skys - Chapter Twenty One -

[Prev] - [First] - [Next | May 15th]

El sat on the couch, humming over the faint sound of the tv. She held an embroidery hoop, slowly and methodically filling the fabric with careful stitches as the house slowly quieted around her.

Chompy barking and Raphs yelling made El chuff, keeping her hands steady as the two barreled past. Shrill trills coming from Mikey barrably made El look up, the turtle chasing after Raph.

A loud crash coming from the lab came just a few moments later, followed by a loud ‘CASEY!’ presumably from Donnie. Footsteps sounded, the duo running past, Casey laughing and Donnie red-faced as they ran after Casey.

El continued to hum as the tv switched episodes, playing a new cartoon. The couch indented a little, the only other member of the family sitting next to her.

She continued her stitching, shifting her feet so Mona had more space. Mona's tail rested atop her feet, the salamander sitting near her.

“What did Raph do?” El spoke quietly, keeping her eyes on the blue fabric in hand.

“Pull a’ prank on’ Mikey.” El felt Moan stretch out, the couch cushions shifting under ze weight.

El snorted, finally putting her embroidery down and looking up at Mona.

“Please tell me it was water balloons.”

“Of course it was.” Mona huffed, rolling ze eyes.

“And Casey and Don?”

Mona just groaned, putting her head in zer hands.

El cocked an eyebrow, but left it. She glanced at the TV, the show that had started earlier just finishing its intro sequence. A human in a blue showy-suit was holding up a bowl of something. soup maybe?

A shout rang out into the layer. ”GOING TOPSIDE’.”

Barks and shrill squeals came from Mieky and chompy, both presumably running to follow Raph as he ran from the two turtles.

El chuckled as Mona sighed. The tv began to shout as the show played, lowing in volume when Mona found the remote.

El picked her embroidery back up as a set of footsteps walked past. Mona snickered, giving her a clear sign of what had happened. Donnies growl confirmed it.

She finally glanced up long enough to see Casey trapped under Donnies arm, the lanky humans legs trailing on the ground as the lab door opened and closed.

El looked at Mona, who was giving the Tv a steady glare. El hummed, getting the salamander's attention.

“You want to do something?”

Mona tilted her head. “What is there to do?”

El continued to hum. “Could go explore the city a bit more, go see the hidden city, could make something.”

“You are already making something.” Mona pointed out.

El paused mid stitch. “yeah,” She looked up. “But we could do something together, have ‘a girls night.”

Mona's tail curled and uncurled. Ze grinned. “Wanna take the bikes and go through the city?”

El blinked. She hadn’t been expecting that. She stood, stretching her arms over her head. “You're driving.”

—

Mona was leaning on the bigger bike by the time El got to the garage.

It was bigger than Raphs bike, made so that two could ride on it comfortably. Most commonly it saw Raph and Casey using it to tarioze local gangs as they picked up pizza.

The bike was one that Donnie had made, but had let Raph and Mikey paint. Its body was a mix of red and black, with the bright accents on oranges and spider lilies racing down the sides.

El sighed in relief as she trotted up to the salamander. Said salamander had on zes dark pink-black leather riding jacket, pink gloves and black pants. Her tail had dark ribbons tied to it, black and red to match the bike. She also held a dark pink helmet.

El fidgeted with her own disguise, not used to how the heavy fabric draped over her frame. She had on her own pair of dark ants, paint stained as she had ‘barrowed’ them from Rpah. She had on a blue purple hoodie and a black vest.

Mona circled her for a second, pulling the vest farther down her shell with a light tug before grabbing Els' helmet off the bike and handing it to her. EL took the blue metal and put it on.

Mona got onto the bike, putting xes own helmet on and patting the back seat for El to get onto. She did so quickly, flipping the dark glass of her mask down as she went.

They sat there for a moment as Mona shifted, zes tail curling around El as to not stream behind them and get them cought. El held onto Moans waist, the engine of the bike springing into life.

With a roar they took off, the tunnels blurring past them. the gray of the stone and concrete blurring with color as they passed graffiti and long abandoned subway cars.

They slowed as they reached a garage door, one that was opening for them already.

The alleyway they came into was quiet and dark, the trash bins haven’t been moved aside in years. The lights from the apartments above them were dim, or off entirely.

This continued for the first few streets, a calm silence with the only light being form street lamps and the acconal stop lights. They passed few humans, most sleeping out in the relative warmth of the spring.

Few cars passed them, never stopping or slowing to look at the strange pair.

El still shifted with small spikes of anxiety every time the bigger vehicles would pass, no matter how fast or slow they drove.

The city began to show signs of life after a few miles, night clubs and late night corner stores pushing their lights into the street. They drove past groups of humans, all dressed up and laughing.

They slowed down as they entered a city center, shops and businesses open late into the night as people milled about and drank. More cars and other bikes joined them on the rode, stopping and starting at the same lights.

El shifted uncomfortably, looking around at the neon world they where entering through the darkened vision of her helmet. The com in her helmet buzzed to life as Mona spoke, startling her.

“You ok’ back there’?” Monas accent was made permanent by the com, the sound of xes voice quiet in Els ear.

The bike moved forward as the light changed.

El shifted back to her original spot. “‘m’ok, never been on the streets like this.”

“Never been on th’ back of a bike?” Mona questioned.

“Never been on the bikes around humans.” El gave an only slightly nervous laugh, clinging a bit closer to the salamander in front of her.

Mona made an ‘ah’ sound, the few of her scales visible shimmering in the bright lights.

they rode for a few more blocks before Mona spoke again, rising zes voice around the hubbub of the streets.

“Want to’ so get ‘a drink somewher’ quiet?”

“Girl, last time I drank alcohol I was as jittery as Mikey.” El snorted at the memory. She had beaten Mikey at ‘Just Dance’ for the first, and only, time in her entire life.

“‘e’ll get you a soda then.” Mona also laughed, presumably reliving the same memory from her own point of view.

El rolled her eyes, but made no move to deny the offer of a soda.

They continued down the bright street, going deeper and deeper into the city, neon lights washing over them.

The number of cars grew, the silvers and blacks and whites passing near the pair. Mona wove through them, only stopping for the red lights that seemed weak and muted in the new lights of the city.

Mona finally pulled off to the side, pulling into an alley next to a quiet gas station and its store. El blinked back to reality, looking at the dark space around them.

She swung one lag over the bike, still sitting in the seat as she watched Mona fully disembark.

Mona removed her helmet, placing it under one arm. “Want to come in’ with me?”

El shifted, pulling at the hems of her hoodie. “I can.”

Mona glanced at her fidgeting hands. “It’s’ near 3am, no ones’ gonna glance at your hands.”

El thought about it for a few more moments, not fully regretting Mona putting her helmet back on.

She gave in with a sigh. “Fine, just quickly,” then in almost a whisper, “Please.”

Mona nodded, offering a gloved hand. El took it reluctantly, letting the salamander pull her slightly.

The overhead lights from the pumps made El shift closer to her sister, glancing around at the empty sea of asphalt, gray and cracked with use.

The automatic doors opened without a sound, letting the two into the small store.

El looked around, pausing as Mona continued into the bright store.

It looked plain, but crowded. Racks were filled with junk food and cheap items. Colorful bags of chips hung off the edges of the racks. Bright wrapped candies and small boxes filled with clear wrapped baked goods filled the isles.

Mona was making zes way to the back where clear containers were filled with drinks. The floor was a simple tyle, cold on her feet. The store hummed with electricity, high pitch sound fighting the plating music and ads.

El shook herself out and darted to be next to Mona again, wrapping her arm around the other's in order to stay close. Mona gave her a light huff as ze contued walking.

They stopped at the clear cases that were filled with drinks. El watched Mona look at all the cases before reaching for the clear door and opening it with a tug. Ze then reached in, stopping the door with her hip, and pulled out a can.

Mona led them a few feet to the side, pointing at hte clear cases. “Sodas are over there.”

El hummed a “Thanks.” As she moved to the clear cases.

An army of color and different brands fought for her attention. She stoo looking at the different brands of sodas in cans and jars and bottles. Cans with oranges and in green above, brown bottles and clear bottles filled with colorful liquid next. The bottom most row held samller bottles with colorful fruits and fancy english writing on them.

She grabbed the only one she reconciled and ran to join Mona.

Mona clicked at her, letting El take hostage of zes arm again.

“Get what you’ want?” Mona questioned, her voice quiet.

“Mhm.” El nodded, handing the bottle of orange soda to her.

Mona took it, leading them to the counter where a human stood.

The human looked up long enough to put their phone down, their multi-colored hair covering their eyes. They scanned the drinks quickly, tapping into the machine next to them. Then, in an almost bord voice,

“$5.46”

Mona nodded, pulling out some cash form a pocket on her jacket.

Ze handed the money to the human who took it and tapped the mechanism again. a drow popped out and the human put the money in it before taking a few coins out.

The coins were handed to Mona with an accompanying “Nice costumes.”

rMona took the coins that were handed to xim and took the drink in her other hand. Zi passed the drinks to El who took them as Mona sorted the coins in her pocket.

“Thanks.”

With that, Mona led them out of the store and back to the bike.

“So.” Mona popped her helmet off, setting it on the bike. “How did you like your first trip into a’ gas station store?”

El was more careful about taking off her helmet, setting the drinks down onto the seat before putting her helemt next to them.

“it was..” She trailed off. It had been nice to learn that humans didn't care as much as she had thought, but the entire store was filled with light and far too colorful things. “Tariffing.”

Mona laughed. “It was for Raph. ‘M not surprised it was for you’ too.”

El blinked. Then snorted. “He cling to you th’ same way I did?”

Mona used one clawed finger to pop the tab off zes can. “Nah, he was the one with the money and I couldn’t read english.” Zi paused, “Nor understand your’ form of money.”

El let herself laugh thinking of her brother bluffing his way through the too-bright and too-loud store. He had a better grasp on things then she thought.

She took the cap of her bottle, taking a few sips as Mona chugged half her drink.

She laughed when Mona let out a loud burp, practically unhinging zes jaws in order to get the loudest sound possible.

El took a big swig of her own soda, giving the slamander an orange candy flavored burb in return.

Mama gave El a wild grin, liffting her drink to take a sip.

El had to put her soda on the bike next to her helmet in order to not spill it, dabbling over laughing as Mana made it xes mission to make every sound emangble.

They stood in the alley for a good long time afterwards, both laughing as El took a turn making stranger and stranger sounds with her drink.

Finally they calmed down and put their helmets back on and got on the bike, heading out for the streets once again.

—

It was El who heard the shout first.

They were driving through a quieter neighborhood, one still full of people and movement, but it almost seemed lazy compared to other parts of the city.

El hummed into her com, looking around the streets. “Heard a shout.”

Mona slowed, pulling into an empty street. “Wanna’ check it out?”

El nodded. “yes.” Then quickly; “might be nothing.”

Mona made a scoffing sound. “Ain’t’ gonna’ leave someone to get hurt in these streets’.”

El hummed, too focused on trying to figure out where the sound was coming from.

It came again, the sound far, far too close to April's voice for El to even think about not turning around.

The bike revved, spinning wide and booking it back the way htey had come, slowing once they reached the street El had heard the shouts.

The hum of blue energy crackled at her fingertips, small blades of metal beginning to form in her hands.

A pained sound made El pull on Mona's vest, directing the salamander to a dark alleyway. why did everything happen in an alley.

She was moving before the bike had stopped, the small blades in her hands flying at the dark metal humanoids before she could fully process what she was seeing.

The alley was dark, a few lights from apartments not enough for human eyes to pick up on the smaller details.

Seven Footbots were in the alley, a human cornered between them. A few were walking to the human, the others already having weapons active.

Three Foot bots fell, electric blue and white sparks falling from their heads.

Four more spun to face the two new additions, a dark skinned human with red glasses and a green cropped hoodie in the middle of the attacking group.

The human held a baseball bat with both hands, their posture falling as El growled at the new group.

The remaining Foot bots paused, two falling suddenly with a pair of loud bangs. Sparks flew from their heads as they lay collapsed on the ground.

The smell of gunpowder hit Els nose. She hissed at the remaning Foot bots.

the human took this chance to swing their bat into one of the bots, flinging it into the wall with surprising strength.

El could feel the crackling energy calling for her to use, but she ignored it in favor of lunging forward.

She brought her knee into the metal abomination before her first brought its head to meet the ground.

It folded like paper, the groan of metal hissing and protesting as the false brain tried to move its broken body.

El finally spun to face Mona, who was checking something on a small gun she held.

El turned to her, giving the other an unimpressed look that xe probably couldn’t see.

Mona shrugged, getting off the bike in one smooth moment. Ze stocked past El, stopping as ze reached one of the bots.

She gave it a swift kick as El watched, crouching down. El rolled her eyes and turned to the human, who had swiftly beaten the metal foot soldier to a hunk of silver and black.

El took a few steps forward, flipping the speaker in her helmet to face out so she could talk to the human.

“You ok?”

The human yelped and spun to face her, bat up.

El held her hands up in a surrender motion, careful to not scare them more.

She repeated herself, with a bit more this time. “Sorry to startle you, you ok?” She paused as a thought came to her. “What did you even do to get there attention?”

The human lowered their bat, still giving El a glare. “‘M fine.”

El hummed, glancing over at Mona, who was trying to take something from the bots back.

The human spoke, getting Els's attention. “Who even are you, and why do you care.”

El turned just in time for a bat to be swung up at her, stopping just below her helmet.

El clicked. The human was impressive to swing a bat at her, she would give them that.

“Just someone who’s had the Foots attention for a while now. Don't get caught up in this.” El spun, walking back to the bike.

She saw Mona stand out of the corner of her eye, joining her a few seconds later at the bike.

She let Mona get on first, taking the small box ze had ripped out of the foot bot.

El let Mona take them back to their home, thoughts too focused on the strange human that seemed to be a funny little version of April.

Shit.

[sollucets]

got caught up in details as tends to happen whenever i try to write fic and my best effort at detective work on the timeline of love for love's sake seems to imply that yeowoon and myungha have been dating for.... maybe about a month tops? when they say i love you for the first time and yeowoon wants to make plans to move in together which is. well. i suppose they Are high schoolers

that said there are some blips.... myungha's phone in episode seven says it's october,,,, but they did film in fall 2023 so that's probably just an oopsie. plus whatever's going on with the days thing, plus some minor confusion about final exams / summer vacation timing + yeowoon still in his school uniform for last kiss. its possible im wrong but i dont really think so

[ageplay-may]

Bigs, Littles, and Middles, oh my! Our prompt for both sugar and spice is "In The Middle." Interpret that how you will 😏

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Prompts || Ao3 Collection

Tags: @ageplay-may || #agepl4y may 2023

[wonder-worker]

"[Elizabeth Woodville's] piety as queen seems to have been broadly conventional for a fifteenth-century royal, encompassing pilgrimages, membership of various fraternities, a particular devotion to her name saint, notable generosity to the Carthusians, and the foundation of a chantry at Westminster after her son was born there. ['On other occasions she supported planned religious foundations in London, […] made generous gifts to Eton College, and petitioned the pope to extend the circumstances in which indulgences could be acquired by observing the feast of the Visitation']. One possible indicator of a more personal, and more sophisticated, thread in her piety is a book of Hours of the Guardian Angel which Sutton and Visser-Fuchs have argued was commissioned for her, very possibly at her request."

-J.L. Laynesmith, "Elizabeth Woodville: The Knight's Widow", "Later Plantagenet and Wars of the Roses Consorts: Power, Influence, Dynasty"

[fukutomichi]

Okay, so posting a photoset, straight up doesn’t work at all. It doesn’t show up in the tags at all. And looks like it’s not just me, but basically everything from last night till now is just filled with text posts and barely any new photoset posts. I want to test if the post shows up if I submit it through the beta editor just to see if that’s the case, but can I go back to legacy if I do that?

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

Megadeth - Dread And The Fugitive Mind

[yoonieper]

For the Birds Masterlist | JJK

I want you to stay even though you don’t want me.

As the son of the CEO at Golden Tech, a marriage was arranged in the name of business. Jungkook really tried to make the most of his situation and be the best husband he could be, but no matter how much he tried, his wife just doesn’t seem to want him. Then you… you came into his life and his eyes couldn’t help but wander.

♡ Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

♡ Genre: angst, fluff, smut, this is a slow burn! 

♡ Spotify |◁ Playlist (feel free to recommend songs!) ▷| Apple Music

♡ Series Warnings: Lots of smut (not always healthy), cheating, discussions of depression, this series includes Jk in a pretty toxic environment, degradation (not the sexy kind), manipulation, and overall Jk being in an emotionally abusive situation! Please read with caution ⚠️!

♡ Key: ❁ fluff | ❅ angst | ❥ smut

⚠️ This series contains depictions of possibly triggering topics such as dealing with symptoms of depression. Any chapters that could be especially triggering, will be marked with the emoji at the beginning!

Before you start…

For the Birds Aesthetics

The Contract (Important!)

Prologue | ❅, ❥

Part 1 | ❅, ❥

Part 2 | ❅

Part 3 | ❅, ❥

Part 4 | ❅, ❥

Part 5 | ❅, ❥

Part 6– Coming September 15th

Part 7– Coming September 30th

Part 8– Coming October 15th

Part 9– Coming October 30th

Part 10– Coming November 15th

Part 11– Coming November 30th

Part 12– Coming January 15th

Part 13– Coming January 30th

More Coming Soon After a Small Intermission!

*Note these dates may be subject to change— currently the prologue through part 13 has been completed. However depending on holidays, other fic postings, or life events that might come in the way, the dates may vary slightly. In general though 'For the Birds' will be posted bimonthly, once in the middle of the month and a second time at the end of the month. For specifics, I will post announcements letting you guys know about any change and also will edit the date on the masterlist!

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