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#idk if birds count
m1d-45 · 1 year
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Alright let me try this again.
What if Reader vented to Birb Xiao, not knowing that it was actually him?
They talk about their fears and frustrations, letting out all the words they've wanted to tell a person, but they have to settle for their pretty bird because no one will listen.
So Xiao is just sitting there, resting in the True Creator's hands, listening as he gets a glimpse of how they truly feel.
They say the milileth is like a raging stampede with their spears and swords. They say how the Qixing all seem so cold and unfeeling. They talk about how Zhongli genuinely terrifies them, because he acted so kind to others but was borderline cruel when hunting them.
They talk about Xiao, too, but they don't seem to have many complaints. They haven't seen him in a while, and the last time they crossed paths with him, he just... let them run. The adeptus had looked angry, but also a bit startled (and perhaps, a bit guilty?) at the sight of them. They even once overheard him leading milileth soldiers astray ("by mistake" says the creator, but Xiao knows the truth) by saying the creator had left a while ago, when really, they were still very nearby. While they say they are still a bit scared of him, they don't fear him as much as they fear the others.
All the while, Xiao sits, still as a stone. He takes in every word, every shaky breath and darting glance. He nuzzles into their hand, hoping to offer even the slightest bit of comfort.
He hopes that they continue to be unafraid of him in the future.
-Sibling Anon
he who is without sin
a/n: decided to make this one a full fic for no reason in particular (i don’t have an actual post shhhh)
word count: 1.1k
-> warnings: imposter sagau things, minor blood mention, spoilers for xiao lore, some spoilers for liyue (like names and titles of people/places)
-> gn!reader (you/yours)
taglist: @samarill || @thenyxsky || @valeriele3 || @shizunxie || @boba-is-a-soup || @yuus3n || @esthelily || @turningfrogsgay
< masterlist > (has context for bird!xiao if you’re lost)
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from the moment that xiao was saved, when his new name was bestowed upon him and he signed his contract with morax, xiao had made a promise. another contract, one without physical ink and paper, one bound to his soul.
one to you, his creator.
a pledge to stand by your side, a clause written in by the god that forged his original contract, releasing him from his duties to liyue to serve the one that had granted him life. a permanent extra sweep to his duties, always on the lookout for the highest god above all.
however, he was not the first to find… ‘you.’
‘you’ had landed in sumeru, nested in the large tree surrounding the akademiya. ‘you’ had climbed down, introduced ‘yourself’ to the sages with a smile. everybody was quick to give ‘you’ the glory rightly the creator’s, ushering ‘you’ atop a throne of silver and gold, offerings laid at ‘your’ feet with all the haste of those deprived of the divine.
xiao may have hung back at the beginning, unwilling to allow his karma to infect ‘your’ other worshippers, but he still did his duty. he still kept ‘your’ path clear of enemies, and was the first to pick up his blade when word broke of your imposter.
and yet, when he laid eyes upon the one he was supposed to hate, he was the first to repent.
xiao took a shaking breath, crossing his arms around himself. “morax?”
the elder god turned, amber eyes soft. “what is it, xiao?”
xiao marched through dihua marsh, polearm gripped tightly in his hand. a large hilichurl camp had been reported, which while not an issue normally, was the third in the last four days.
irritation was openly displayed on his face, the anemo around him simmering with his anger. why did the abyss have to act up now, when they were on a hunt? surely even they, as infected and riddled with darkness as they were, worshipped a god? or was that the source of their evil?
he kept marching north, only turning his head at the sound of a soft gasp.
“how will i know when the creator arrives?”
morax smiled, not upset like xiao had anticipated. “don’t worry about such things. when the time comes-“
you stood on the path branching west, eyes wide. you looked nearly exactly like the ’you’ on the throne, the same cool eyes that called for your death now wide and staring at him in fear.
“-you will know.”
you turned on your heel, your armful of sunsettias tumbling to the floor, but… xiao did not chase you.
instead he brought a hand to chest, under his necklace. he pressed, feeling the still-regular beat of his heart.
he pressed, searching for the place where his karma used to be.
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from the moment that xiao realized the truth, when his new duty was bestowed upon him, he had made a promise. another contract, one without physical ink and paper, one bound to his soul.
one to you, his creator.
he flew down from the sky, landing in your outstretched hand. he chirped a greeting, body relaxing under your gentle touch.
“hello there, friend,” you cooed, sitting straighter under the tree. your tree, the one you kept coming back to, the one he always directed other adepti away from because it was for you, not them. not him.
you fed him as usual, but stayed strangely silent. no stories of the kindness mitachurls showed you, no update on how close or far the people searching for you had gotten, none of the usual things he looked forward to. you just… sat. watching him in your hand, an emotion he didn’t know the name of drawing your brows close.
maybe you just didn’t want to talk today? but if something was troubling you, he wanted you to share, to allow him some of the weight off your shoulders. then again, he was just a bird to you…
“do you know ganyu, pretty bird?”
xiao froze, thankful he was facing your palm so you couldn’t see his eyes widening.
“i thought i did.”
he looked up, carefully, daring to meet your eyes. this time, he could pin down what you were feeling: betrayal.
his finch heart burned.
your thumb pet over his wings, but he couldn’t bring himself to enjoy it. not now.
“i thought she was kind.”
she was, he knew firsthand. how she worried over the tianquan, fretted over her skills both with a bow and with a pen, how her and the yuheng kept each other afloat in the sea of endless work assigned to the jade chamber.
you smiled. it was bitter. “i guess i should have known better regarding the adepti.”
xiao’s heartbeat raced in his ears, something hot burning a hole in his chest. he was an adeptus, he wanted to say, he could be trusted.
but you didn’t know him as an adeptus. you knew him as your little songbird, your friend, the one you continued to risk your life for, even if you didn’t know it.
he chirped once, somber. he wanted to apologize, to take up his blade against his own king on your behalf, to walk up to the fraud’s throne and watch them bleed red.
but you didn’t need that. so he sat in your hand, leaning into your fingers, and let you speak.
as it turned out, today had been a busy day for you. you had wandered into the path of a millelith patrol, which had happened before, but not with keqing at the head of it. not when she had darted forward in a flash of lighting, electro arcing along her sword. not when she’d pulled out and blew a special whistle even as you ran, one that you couldn’t hear but could feel under your skin, taunting you as you tried to navigate the maze of bishui plain.
when you told him of ganyu’s frostflake arrows, he wanted to cry. when you described the anger in zhongli’s eyes, he started to weep.
you didn’t deserve this pain. you didn’t deserve having to outrun planet befall, you didn’t deserve to fear your life being stolen by those who should protect you at all costs- he should have been there. he was south, too far south to hear the whistle, but he should have been called.
he should have protected you.
under the shifting leaves of a sandbearer tree, your songbird cried. and you, none the wiser, continued to spell out the cause of his torment.
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tbcanary · 7 months
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helena bertinelli, out of uniform 💜
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thyhauntedmansion · 4 months
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She’s so silly🥰
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evilsartcorner · 7 months
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eeltime · 1 year
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uhhhh Arcana lineup but they're furries : ) ft. my own apprentice (aka I was gonna make 2 versions but merged the layers before i erased rosie lmfao) click for full size bc Tumblr eats big canvases.
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mahikamihan · 6 months
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my first dream fanart vs my latest dream fanart (not counting all the blobs i made for trick or treating 😋)
idk what to tell u, i haven't been this active in a fandom before and it still drastically helped me. like sure, i don't draw 'realistic' and i rarely do finished pieces, but being part of the community here really did help me improve in the long run mentally and that's what matters when you do any kind of art!
you don't grow if you keep bringing other people down (that's literally called crab mentality) so, yeah. it's good to raise others up along with you! "bring your friends with you", right? that's what dream pushes for.
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the-dragon-girl-27 · 1 month
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More things i never posted
accurate humanized peacocks because nobody can stop me
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i see my peers with interest in ornithology collecting lifers (i.e. "life list" - list of all bird species they saw in their life, people aim to see rare species while travelling, to add them to theirs), meanwhile i am mesmerized by pretty much any bird species doing anything
there's this guy who saw some rare pipit, totally happy and im like, aaaaa, it wouldnt even occur to me to chase some rare pipits, theres so much to see
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20w14a · 5 months
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If the new eggs get traits/physical characteristics like the old eggs then you guys gotta give Empanda demon and cat stuff because both IronMouse and Tina are demons while Niki and Bagi are cats.
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coconi · 2 years
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revalink, 16? :)
16. "Thank you."
"I said I'm fine."
Although Revali doesn't raise his voice more than usual, the echoing walls of Zora's Domain care not for anyone's privacy — Link hears it clearly from the healing pool in which he just woke, dazed and alone, at the very back of the chamber.
Despite his soreness, Link heaves a sigh of relief: if Revali has the presence of mind to complain, it means he's not at death's door anymore.
"You are the farthest thing away from fine!" Comes Mipha's voice, its pitch higher than usual out of either frustration or exhaustion. Or both. Something splashes wildly. "Please Revali, you lost too much blood and my Grace is at its limit. You need rest!"
The splashing becomes gradually weaker, then stops altogether.
"Tch, fine! Might as well linger here since my feathers are soaked through." 
Revali's words are met by a heavy silence Link knows all too well; he can almost feel the force of Mipha's glare, so unexpected to those who hardly know her. After a moment, Revali clacks his beak in defeat.
"I won't try to leave, you have my word. Now go take care of yourself for a change. It’d be rather hypocritical not to, wouldn’t you agree?”
When Mipha giggles, it is hard for Link not to do the same. 
"I’ll do just that. Rest well."
Link follows the sound of Mipha exiting Revali's pool. She gives someone instructions, far too quietly for Link to make out any words. 
"...Mipha?"
The whispers stop. "Yes, Revali?”
The gentle rumor of waterfalls fills the air as Revali gingerly clears his throat. "Well, I wouldn't imagine that pesky kn—" A pause. "Link didn't make it out unscathed, did he?"
Link blinks. Quietly, he shifts and peeks over the edge of his pool, until Mipha's silhouette and the top of Revali's head become visible.
"Indeed, he did not." Mipha says, crestfallen. "He received several blows while shielding you, far more than he should have. It's a miracle he was still conscious when we came to your aid.” She takes a step in Revali’s direction. “But I assure you he'll be alright. He's not in danger anymore."
Revali’s crest bristles. "I wasn't worried about him."
"Clearly not.” Mipha smooths down Revali’s feathers and edges away before he can muster a squawk. She gives him a tired smile. "Recover your strength, Revali. And, if I may… don't forget who saved your life today."
As Mipha retreats, Link lowers himself back into the cool pond, careful to keep his head afloat. Without conversation the chamber becomes eerily quiet, with only the occasional droplet disturbing the peace. Link's eyelids flutter close; a comfortable drowsiness envelops him; his freshly-healed injuries beg for respite…
A sudden, resounding splash rattles Link’s spine, followed by a grunt and the distinct scraping of sharp talons on a hard surface. Not leaving the room or pacing...
...but approaching at the excruciating pace of a stalking beast of prey.
Link's breath seizes in his throat. He keeps his eyes closed, forces himself to exhale evenly as the steps get closer.
Clack. Stumble. Clack.
Cold water drips over Link's cheeks, his eyelids, his nose, and it takes every ounce of his training not to move. He hears labored breaths somewhere above him, feels the burning gaze of the Rito he shielded with his own body as death knocked at their door...
Even if Revali were to kill him now, Link doesn't think he could regret it if he tried.
"This is a debt that shall be repaid, you hear me?” Revali hisses, voice strained and wavering. “I bear little love for unfinished business, and will not stand to owe you a miserable plucking thing, you… you—”
Link does not move, tongue held firmly between his teeth. Revali's shadow looms over his closed eyes, hovering near, and suddenly Link can’t hear anything but the desperate clamor of his pulse within his flesh. 
“I will not repeat myself, so hear me now or remain unconscious. Why, perish if you’re so inclined! It hardly matters to me.” Revali’s angry muttering is barely intelligible. Link holds his breath.
“I... thank you.” 
What?
The shade retreats, allowing light to filter through Link’s eyelids once more. Link’s hands twitch at his sides, itching to break the water's surface, to bring the shade back, to—
"And never do that again." Revali spits bitterly as he limps away, leaving Link adrift in a sea of his own making.
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fulltidalwavecomputer · 3 months
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I found both games recently, so here's my first contribution to the fandom
An incorrect quote that doesn't fully makes sense with the timeline but it fits well enough (magnus protocol spoilers?)
River, to Eugene: Oh yeah. We're a real family.
River, pointing at herself: I'm your cool sister.
River, turning to Charlie who flips her off: Charlie's your uncool sister.
River, gesturing at Boss: Boss is your emotionally distant father.
River: Hayden's the uncle that just got another job. (he works at an animal rescue shelter too now. don't ask how.)
River: And Joan is the family's grumpy old war veteran!
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lazinesswrites · 3 months
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I read this amazing Cody-centric wing-fic by @meebles, so now I'm thinking about Clones with wings, and - because I'm me - specifically the Bad Batch with wings.
What would their wings look like? The regs' wings would all be identical/very similar, of course, with the individuality mostly showing in dyes and so on. But the Batch with their mutations will likely have different wings too.
I want Crosshair's wings to be similar to the ice vultures', for obvious thematic reasons, but also because vultures tend to hang around in high places, whether that's sitting in a tree somewhere or circling high up in the air, waiting and watching. Good sniper traits. I don't think we really get to see the vultures in the show, but I assume they're white/grey, to blend in against the snow and ice and white/grey skies. Good colors for Crosshair.
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The rest will be under the cut because this got away from me a little (a lot).
For Tech, I'm thinking common kestrel wings. I don't know if kestrels have any particular behavioral traits that would fit Tech, I mostly just like their colors for him. I did read a little bit, though, and what stood out to me was that the kestrel has multiple hunting methods - it does the usual bird of prey thing, of circling around on an updraft over open land and diving for its prey, or sitting on a fence pole or in a tree or even a bush and jumping on a mouse or whatever that gets too close. The thing it does that's maybe less common is that it will also skim across fields, very close to the ground, to pounce on anything small enough for it to eat. And maybe I'm reaching a little here, but that seems to me like a very resourceful bird which is also a very competent flier, and I figure that does fit our Tech very nicely.
I do kind of want to pick vulture for Tech too, if just to match his twin, but. I like the kestrel better. I mean, just look at it:
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For Wrecker... Maybe something like a white-tailed eagle? Because. Big. And good at fishing. On a more angsty note, I'm thinking whatever happened to give Wrecker his iconic scar/cost him his eye, it probably also damaged his left wing. Maybe not enough to ground him fully, but enough that flying/steering would be harder for him, which is at least part of the reason he's still scared of heights.
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Hunter's wings would probably be pretty similar to the regs', maybe a tiny bit smaller. I'm thinking something like the New Zealand falcon, or kārearea. Bird of prey, dark brown, fairly simple coloring (though still very pretty). According to the NZ Department of Conservation, there are three ecological forms of the kārearea: A large, pale 'eastern' falcon; a smaller, darker 'Bush' falcon, and a 'southern' falcon that's somewhere inbetween in both size and color. Perhaps the regs' wings are more like the eastern/southern ones (left image, I think), while Hunter's are more like those of the bush falcon (right image)?
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Disclaimer: I actually know fuck-all about these birds, only what I've just read - if I'm mistaken about the identity of these birds, I blame the sources, which should all be linked in the images, though tumblr is tumblr.
Echo doesn't get his own picture (sorry, Echo) because he's a reg, technically, so he has wings like the left one above. I... am not sure what happened to them in that explosion, or his time on Skako Minor. Probably not very good things. Maybe his wings are just heavily scarred/damaged, maybe they're gone completely. Maybe he's got prosthetics for one or both of them?
(I'm just now realizing that the Clones having wings would mean some things on that mission to Skako Minor - namely, the escape from the techno Union's facility - would turn out slightly different, since they don't need those flying reptiles to get away when they have their own wings. Though maybe they still do if at least one (Skywalker), and maybe two or three of the people on that team can't fly (Echo, Wrecker). I'm well aware them having wings would completely change the mission to Eriadu in the TBB s2 finale, what with them being able to just. fly over there. and away again. Even if they do use the sky-rail or whatever, for Wrecker and/or Echo's sake, Tech would still have his wings, so... All's good.)
Omega also doesn't get her own image (sorry, Omega) because while she's not a reg, exactly, she's an unaltered Clone, which means... Well. I'm not actually sure what that means. I suppose that depends on whether Fett had wings, or that's something the Kaminoan's added? I'm gonna go with the first one, because I like that better. The Kaminoans may have changed things about the wings, but Omega will still have wings, because Fett did too. But that also means she'll have wings identical, or at least very similar to the regs' (left img. above), though maybe she'll have lighter feathers, to match her lighter hair. Also, since she's still (physically) a child, she'll have wings that look more like the immature/juvenile falcons', which means... less spots and stripes? I think? I'm not sure.
I'm also not sure when this whole thing changed from 'idle musings' to 'full-blown headcanons' but it certainly happened. Let me just go back and add a read-more somewhere. Alright, that's done. I'm not really sure if I'm actually gonna... do anything with these headcanons. I do really like the concept of meebles' fic, though - showing different relationships through the grooming and preening of wings - so maybe I'll write something a la that at some point, just for the Batch instead of Cody. Maybe some hurt/comfort about what the Empire does to Crosshair's wings while he's a prisoner? And how he has to learn to trust people near him/his wings again, and how his brothers help him heal, both physically and mentally.
If I do ever write something about all this, I'll make sure to link back to meebles's fic as the inspiration - and in case you missed it up top, or just don't wanna scroll all the way back up again (that's fair, this got rather long), here it is again: and the stars, like a loved one by firelord_zutara on Ao3, also known as meebles here on tumblr. Go read it, you won't regret it.
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tennispilled · 10 hours
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top five small animals :) - @nick-cassidy
OHHH this one is so targeted I am so excited for this okay this is not in order and heavily rodent/rodent adjacent hehshshs
guinea pigs. a must for this list, I've owned guinea pigs for over ten years they r very dear to me shameless self promo -> @gingerpigs
pikas. one of the animals ever, small mountain rabbits I will put a photo at the end
mice/rat. the classic. I have a django ratatouille (Remy's dad) plush I take everywhere, he is very dear to me. Special mention to hopping mice specifically
echidnas. coolest lil creatures, many unique features, silly looking.
chinchillas. illegal in Australia, on the bucket list to meet one, soooooo soft must pet
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photos from left to right, top to bottom: my guinea pigs, a pika, a hopping mouse, my django ratatouille plush, an echidna, and a chinchilla!
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c-119 · 10 months
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Y’all can have some Harpy Cabbie for putting up with me
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pixiemage · 1 year
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team rancher AND renchanting? someone likes unexpected duos that ended up working super well together!!! - codes
...you know, I hadn't really looked at it that way, but you're so right! To be fair I like them for VERY different reasons, but I do love that both pairs literally got on like a house on fire from the start. Like, instant friendship the second they met, both having never been close before then.
With Ren and Martyn it was like, one of them started improving, and the other added to it, and they just kept bouncing off each other until they'd created this fantastic narrative and it was clear that both of them were having a BLAST. And then in every season following that one, they just kept gravitating back toward each other even when they were on opposing teams. They're kindred spirits I swear. I went into 3L after the series was already over, and I had expected to get hooked on Desert Duo since I was seeing it everywhere - but no, it was the Dogwarts boys who caught my attention.
Then you've got the Ranchers, who are both friendly and kind and high-energy and a little chaotic. And they had a hell of an explosive first meeting (even if you count the fact that Tango's game took Jimmy's first ever life during 3L), and they're both just so positive and supportive of each other and, again, I couldn't help but want to root for them because they just had fantastic vibes! And then their reunion during the crossover - like - this shit writes itself man, they really are soulmates.
Oh look another really rambling ask response, why am I not surprised? ASDbakjfakeg
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lycancrow · 29 days
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do y’all ever get attached to the wild animals you see around where you live? cause i am wildly obsessed with a barred owl who’s lived on this property longer than i have.
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i grew up listening to this bird calling. i associate the sound of his voice with peace and contentment.
he knows me as some weird creature who likes to stop and stare at him for 10 minutes; i know him as a friend.
i don’t hear from him very often and i see him even less, but every reunion is a happy one. one more day that i know he’s around is a good day.
it’s beautiful to me, the way i can care for this owl when the only form of contact we’ve ever had is eye contact. i think i care so much because, in that contact, i saw awareness and intelligence; he looked me in the eye and i could see him thinking. it was a striking experience.
i hope that you guys have something like him in your lives. a little bit of wonder goes a long way in dealing with the bad times.
anyway, his name is shoelace, and here are more pictures of him :)
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i would add a video of him calling, but i’ve never been able to record it, so maybe at a later date.
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