Drowning Lessons
Chapter one
Summary:
Duck watches Red clean the dishes and his heart clenches.
He’s filled the sink up to the brim. Absentmindedly, he grabs another plate, pushes it down and gets to scrubbing. Water spills over. Red pretends not notice, or perhaps he really doesn’t.
Duck is afraid that this is exactly what love is going to do to him.
Or: Duck, Red guy and Yellow guy escape the loop. This makes nothing easier.
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fluffybird is literally so tragic can you imagine spending every moment of your miserable life with another person and being trapped in a never ending cycle of pain and suffering where your memories can be reset at any time and all you know is that this guy is your best friend but you don't know his name and he doesn't consider you to be his best friend and he isn't able to give a eulogy at your funeral but he misses you enough to force a homunculus into your exact image and makes it talk like you and pretends its you and you kill the homunculus so everything can stay the same but the only thing he wants to do is escape and he pushes the very fabric of your universe to the breaking point to no avail and the only time you can speak openly with each other is in the pitch darkness of the kitchen he feels trapped in while surrounded by the corpses of all those teachers that have tortured you for so long and he's finally able to admit that he'll miss the light because he likes looking at you and you like looking at him too but you can't kiss each other because you have a beak and he hasn't got any fucking lips
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Was reading this amazing fic while drinking tea on my rocking chair, here's an artists rendition
Now I'm just gonna aggressively rock on this chair until my brain has recollected itself (the rocking chair was concerningly creaky tho)
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does duck put his whole beak into red's chompers when they kiss this is something I need to know
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I don’t know if you take like recommendations but here’s some of my favourite fluffybird fics!
Digital Family of three
Playing favourites
Finger Painting ft feelings
Thank you friend ♡ Oh of course, I forgot to ask for recommendations on my last post (in my last post?? What is english--)
I loved digital family of three tbh I recommend it for my fellow fluffybird shippers 🥺 Yellow was so cute in that one, and those gay puppets keep me alive
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I am getting older but I am not growing up - Chapter 3
“Happy birthdaaaaaaaaay tooooo yoooooooooooooou,” Red croons, wincing as Duck hits notes higher than he thought possible. “Make a wish, kid.”
“Yes and do start to blow out your candles!” Duck cackles. “We shan’t be helping, so you better get to work!”
Yellow sat, still and steady, eyes locked on the dancing light of countless candles. Soft planes of his face covered in a dusting of shadows and the gentle, rhythmic glow of fire buffeted in the breeze. The flickering flames casting his features in a constant, radiant movement. Slowly, he looks up, liquid dark eyes brimmed with confusion, bottom lip beginning to quiver.
“For- for me?” His voice wavers, as if unable to comprehend this small a kindness could be extended to him.
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As you can imagine, Harry meeting with Roy in the prison didn't go well...
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"C'mon, hun, pick up!" He pleaded into the phone. Finally, finally, Harry picked up the phone.
"H-hello-"
"Harry Manfred Redd, I swear I'm gonna wring your neck! Where are you? I've been calling you for hours!" There was silence on the other end, and Harry finally answered.
"I'm sorry, love, I just…I…" A broken sob came from him, and Robin's heart dropped into his stomach.
"Harry? Where are you?"
"I'm…I'm at the park. I…I couldn't let the kids see me like this…"
"Like what? Harry, what happened?" Another sniffle, then:
"Can you…I really need you… I'm by the lake." Robin blinked back tears.
"Yeah, just-just stay there, ok? I'm coming. Stay on the line with me, alright?" There was a small hum of acknowledgement, and Greg gestured for the duck to follow him. Robin rushed out the door, and the two got into Greg's truck. He talked with Harry the whole time, assuring him that they were almost there. There wasn't much of a response, but as long as Harry was answering it didn't matter to Robin.
When they finally reached the park, Greg quickly spotted his son's car, and parked beside it. Robin jumped out, panting as he scanned the park. Over on a park bench, Harry's scarlet mane stood out against the snow. Robin didn't wait for Greg, sprinting over to Harry. He whipped around the bench, immediately sitting down beside him.
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Continued on A03...
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I love the DHMIS fandom and all the art with Fluffybird, it’s amazing. but you’d have to put a gun against my head before I consider writing another DHMIS fic
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