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bloodybellycomb · 28 days
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ackee · 1 year
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birdie has a golf club thats like a broomstick :0] so she can get a…. birds eye view teehee
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undead-knick-knack · 4 months
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Need I remind y'all that Nana Morri slowed down time in order to keep Fearne trapped for over 100years and that Relvin was the parent that stayed
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An anime girl’s ultimate motivation
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faggot-hell · 9 months
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Yo this really is Just Trans isnt it
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ezrasbirdie · 10 days
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Hello.
I have been sad lately. That old feeling of being on the outside and looking in. It creeps up every so often and I second guess my place everywhere in the world when it does.
Anyway. Life goes on. It gets harder and easier every year. I write and write and write regardless.
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puddicure · 5 months
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where are my birdie wing fans at
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naffeclipse · 4 months
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Oh my naff!! I had a curious thought, how would orca eclipse react to y/n(photographer) being jealous if there was another female siren?
I would be jelly and anxious if that siren were try to court my beloved eclipse 🌚😭
He would be delighted to see you jealous and, to that extent, possessive of him. Though he would soothe you with promises in lullabies that he only has eyes for you and all the songs he sings are with you in his heart.
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bloodraven55 · 10 months
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the birdie wing writers: we can make any conversation about golf sound homoerotic if we try hard enough
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anthurak · 1 year
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Soooo... is anyone else getting a hunch that there are some RWBY fans at Bandai?
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quikyu · 5 months
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Since Fezandipiti has a 100% male ratio in game I like to think of Kaguya as being transfemme and absolutely killing it which makes me very very happy ;w; I don't know if that was your intention with her or anything but I love her sm regardless
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What if I told you you were right LOL
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bloodybellycomb · 6 months
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out of the ashes of the 2023 writers strike, another beautiful, completely unintentional, homoerotic phoenix will arise and it will fly into the sky of a male-dominated tv show and this majestic creature will consume the minds of multitudes of impressionable youths
and those glorious, dedicated legions will write profoundly holy and depraved scriptures, the likes of which the world has never seen and soon, these sinful acolytes will rejoice as they discover how salvation can only be found on the lips of your damnation.
This is the legacy of a writers strike; it's splendorous; its awe-inspiring. It will even be proclaimed that this unfathomable power is almost...supernatural.
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ackee · 11 months
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THE PRISMAS‼️🌈 all my magi girls together... from left to right: milan, nana, jalen, raquelle, and adeni! 💘
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ghouljams · 8 months
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God i love moon so much. Cowboy soap too. There’s no question to this ask, i just- ah i fucking love those two. Moon is seriously fighting their way to be my favorite darling. Just the concept of them, their dialogue, their behaviors- *chiefs kiss*
Love me some moon n’ soap.
Now give us Birde and Gaz, this is a threat. /j
Hope ur having a good day Ghoul! Always good to read ur blog -Lurk 👁️
Would you settle for 1870z Birdie and Gaz?
You think it’s sort of silly to keep you in the hold overnight, you’re barely drunk and you didn’t hit the gunslinger that hard. You’re sure you’ll hear about it when you see the kids on Monday. Bad gas travels fast in a small town and all that. At least the company is good. You like the deputy well enough, though you’ve only seen him around. Never had much reason to interact with him before tonight.
“I’ve got me a ranger with the prettiest eyes, he’s sure a straight shooter even when he lies, but give him a horse and he’ll race out that door, leavin’ me cryin’ like a penniless whore.”
“Teachers shouldn’t say whore,” Gaz tells you with a smile, you wave a hand at him from behind the iron bars.
“You didn’t like the drinking songs, I’m improvising,” You hum a few more bars, trying to think through your usual catalog. You’re not really an entertainer, but you’ve never had so many complaints about your singing.
“What’s your name again?”
“Kyle,” His smile could light up a cave, you’ve never seen eyes sparkle like that.
“Come in, come in, my love Kyle,” He laughs, you take a moment to enjoy it before continuing, “stay with my this night, you shall have both ale and coal, my fire burning bright.” You hum filling in for the usual guitar. The cell isn’t cold, but there’s a nice chill from the night air. You close your eyes, lean your head back against the wall of the cell. “Well I won’t come in, I can’t come in, I won’t come in at all, there’s a lady ten times fair than you, waitin’ in lord barnets hall-”
“I don’t buy that,” Kyle cuts in, you blink open your eyes to look at him.
“What?”
“I don’t buy it,” He drags his chair closer to the cell.
“Which part?”
“Never seen anyone half as pretty as you, but ten times?” He shakes his head, rests his elbows on his knees as he leans forward, “That’d have to be an act of God.” You let out a breath, jerk your head to the side so you stop looking at his sincerity. Lord this man is making your cheeks hot. You press the back of your hand to your face to try and cool it down.
“D’you flirt with all your prisoners?”
“Only the pretty ones," he sounds far too genuine for you to keep pretending he's joking.
“You think I’m pretty now, you should see me without the drunk and disorderly charge.” You joke.
“I have,” He says, “seen you, I mean. You’re a fuckin’ miracle, like walkin’ sunshine.” See that's just unfair. You aren't supposed to be sweet talked by the man that pulled you out of a bar fight just shy of an hour ago. You'd think that should've scared him off of thinking you're heaven sent.
"You're not supposed to keep thinkin' that after you see me fight," you can't explain the way your voice quiets, or the rush of your pulse in your ears. You think maybe you're embarrassed, weird you don't usually get embarrassed by this sort of thing.
"Probably not, but that isn't gonna stop me," Kyle leans close to the bars of the cell, reaches a hand to brush his knuckles against your cheek, "Don't get shy on me now, Teach, I still wanna know where you got that right hook."
"Birdie," you grab his hand, lace your fingers together, "my friends call me Birdie."
"What do I call you if I don't wanna be friends?" His thumb strokes the back of your hand, his eyes warm as they stare into yours. You hardly notice the bars between you, too focused on his smile, the crease of his cheeks and the little scar under his eye. You wonder how he got that, and if he'd tell you if you asked.
"I don't know," You hum, glancing around the cell, and the sheriff's office, "but I suppose we've got all night to figure it out."
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Price stares down at you and Gaz asleep in the holding cell. Passed out on the bench and cuddled close as can be. He pinches the bridge of his nose, tries not to be angry at this. He knew Gaz was pining after you but this is just ridiculous.
"Either of you mind explainin' how this happened?" He asks the room at large. Gaz at least has the decency to sit bolt upright at the sound of his voice, knocking your head off his chest and onto the wood seat. He keeps his hands on your hips, protective, to keep you from falling off the bench and onto your ass.
You grumble something and push yourself up onto your hands to wipe the sleep out of your eyes. Price raises his brows and fixes Gaz with his glaring, since he's the only one he has any real control over. You don't even have the decency to look embarrassed, untangling your legs from Gaz's so you can sit properly and soothing your hands over your skirt. You stand and try to scoot past him with a "Sheriff." He scruffy you and drags you back to sit back on the bench.
"Believe I asked you two a question, and I don't like repeatin' myself," he presses.
"Is Goose boarding a gunslinger?" You ask, blatantly trying to change the subject. Price points a finger at you, then brings it to his lips. You shut your mouth quickly. He points at Gaz.
"Broke up a bar fight, met my wife, must've passed out while we were talkin'." He rattles off, you turn to look at him and mouth:
"Wife?" Gaz gives you a small smile and a shrug. You turn to look back at Price and nod. Price sucks in a breath, and lets it out in a hiss before nodding.
"Alright, out, before word gets out and you don't have a class come Monday." You scramble to your feet, and slip past him to get out of the cell. You give Gaz a small wave which he eagerly returns before Price hears the office door open and shut. "Since when are you two chummy?" Price asks when he's sure you're gone.
"Since she nearly knocked Ghost's lights out and I had to carry her back here kickin'." Gaz runs a hand over his head, scratches his neck, a lovesick look in his eye.
"Mean right hook on that one," Price nods. Gaz hums, staring at the door past him. Price rolls his eyes and smacks his shoulder, "Alright, go after her. Can't have you moping around here all day when we've got work that needs doing."
Gaz grins and wastes no time shouldering past him and out into the bright Texas sun.
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yourtypicalhopelessgay · 11 months
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Sapphics will have a whole break up and not even be dating
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best-childhood-book · 3 months
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