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jaxfromthatcircus · 4 months
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★✮Welcome to the Slumber Party✮★
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Today, for surprises, the door for Jax's room is open, but of course he's sitting right by it to make sure that no sneaky uninvited person comes in today.
Today was for his kids only, they deserved something special after all!
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[@the-alcoholic-strawberry @littleladylav @phoenix-parentfriend @tye-the-archivist @yejehehe4746 @floweranonymous @anonymousclownn @patchwork-the-fox @fluffyr0cky @xxmoonduskxx @fourheadskisser ]
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bludraws094 · 4 months
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Laplace's Angel (Hurt People? Hurt People!)
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haha deltas so silly i sure hope this doesnt have any implications
@gravitysalie-soisthesky
lyrics are from chonny jashs cover of the song, just bcus the added bit fits delta so fucking well
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m1d-45 · 1 year
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Let it be known that I love writing fluff, and I listen to character audios sometimes. SO! I came up with a cute idea for sagau imposter au. I heard somewhere that Xiao's adeptus form is a bird, so I wonder, what kind of bird? And that got me thinking. Xiao being a little song bird, or perhaps even a cardinal.
Now imagine: while looking for the imposter, Xiao stumbles upon them sitting beneath a tree, just feeding some birds. Said birds are absolutely loving the attention since the creator of Teyvat is giving them food and love!
Xiao watches, rather curious. The creator he knows hates birds, because they always dive and cause problems for them. But now... these little birds have completely abandoned any fear they may hold for human beings, happily landing on the hands and shoulders of this supposed imposter.
So he decides to test something.
Xiao turns into a small bird and approaches cautiously. In his smaller form, he's vulnerable to attack. But the person before him doesn't try to hurt him. Rather, they smile and call him "little friend" as they offer food to him. In his distrust, he bites them with his sharp beak.
His heart shatters when he sees divine blood spilling from the wound.
He's about to fly away, get as far away from here as he can. He found the true creator, and instead of worshipping them, he bit them! He caused them to bleed, he shouldn't even be near them-!
His mind stills when they pet his feathered head.
They murmur kind words to him, apologizing to him. They believed that they had startled him, that he bit to protect himself. They forgave him, they felt no hatred towards him, no anger or disappointment. Instead, they offered some chopped almonds, hoping he'd prefer that over bird seed.
He sang for them as he perched on their shoulder.
After that, he did his best to secretly protect the creator he'd harmed. He would adopt his smaller form and sing for them when they felt sad, and he'd use his human form to guard them from a distance. Yes, it made his chest ache whenever they looked at him with fear when they saw his more human form, but the yaksha only shook it off. It only made sense that you'd be scared. He was a frightening person, one that had tried to harm you before. He refused to try and change your feelings towards him. He didn't have the right.
He would be content to sing for you as a harmless bird.
-sibling anon (sorry if this is out of character for him I just like the idea)
oh….. he’s so soft…..
xiao hovering near the edge of the crowd, at first, drawing your attention since he doesn’t seem to be eating any of the seed you’d passed out.
when he finally hops within arms reach, you reach to nudge some of the food next to him closer, only to quickly whip your hand back. the birds around (on) you all flutter at the sudden movement, but you inspect your finger, the blue blood of teyvat welling up. your instinct is to stick it in your mouth, but that doesn’t seem safe considering a bird bit it, so you dab at it with a napkin.
the bird cries and flaps his wings, distraught, and your heart hurts. poor guy, you probably scared him, moving so quickly.
you pull out some chopped almonds from your pocket. the plan was to have them as a snack, but now… you put a few in your palm and close your hand around it, reaching forward to gently run two fingers over the birds back.
the other birds in the area seemed receptive to that, and this one does too, calming down considerably.
you take your hand back, opening your palm to drop the almonds on the floor, nudging them close before backing off.
“there you go,” you murmur, as the bird dips down to inspect the food. “i won’t hurt you.”
you allow yourself a silent cheer when it eats one of the almond pieces.
you see the small bird fluttering around you often, always on the edge of your vision. it’s easy to identify, the purple patch of feathers on its forehead easily standing out, and you’re always certain to push some food over to it. almonds, not birdseed.
the bird is a dark blue-teal, the underside of its wings a softer blue. it’s like no other bird you’ve seen in liyue, something that quickly catches your attention.
you brush some dirt off you as you stand, noting the way the bird immediately looks up from its food, unlike the others, to flap up into the tree you were sitting under.
you crack a smile, carefully reaching a finger for it. you’re slower this time, cautious of its skittish nature, but it lets you approach. when you carefully pet over its head, the birds eyes close.
your smile grows, and you try not to laugh at how confused the bird seems when you pull your hand away.
“i have to go,” you explain. “the millelith… they’re getting too close again. i won’t be able to see you again, little friend.”
the bird chirps, nearly indignant, and you do laugh this time. putting a small piece of almond on the branch in front of it, you wave goodbye to the other birds, seeing the blue one hadn’t touched the almond.
you frown. hopefully it’ll be alright….
xiao watches you until you’re out of sight, and even then, he stays on the branch.
you…. he’d forgotten you were being hunted by the millelith. he’d forgotten the order to look out for you. he’d forgotten the qixing called you a criminal.
who could blame him? it was easy to forget everything at your side, when you carefully ran your fingers over his feathers, scratching at his jaw with the edge of your nail. yes, he was vulnerable as a bird, but it was easy to be vulnerable with you. it was easy to be open, to sing as best he could in this form, to allow himself close enough to see the way your eyes lit up whenever another bird landed on your outstretched finger.
xiao dropped to the ground, morphing back into his human form. predictably, the birds cawed and flew away quickly. he watched them go, his mind contrasting it with how readily they flocked to you.
you…
he turned to the branch he was on, to the small almond piece left behind. the small symbol of your care, of how you recognized that he didn’t touch the birdseed and instead offered him your own food to eat. normally he wouldn’t lower himself to eating off the ground at all, let along bird food, but almonds weren’t awful and you seemed so happy when he ate..
xiao looked back to where you’d gone, to the sandbearer trees swaying in a soft wind.
he allowed his form to fall away and spread his wings, taking flight on the same breeze that urged you along.
perhaps he’d forget his orders for a little while longer, if it meant he could spend that time with you.
perhaps he’d forget his orders for a little longer, if it meant he’d get to spend that time with you.
#m1d : [chats]#m1d : [secrets]#sibling anon#bird!xiao shenanigans#btw he’s pretty in character#you can add a dash of a ‘mysterious calm in the air’ if you wanna be certain but he’s oretty pretty good as is#also! let it be known that i too like fluff!!#< been meaning to write a piece based on hugs ppl would give for a while now#dilucs near the top of the list which is kinda funny considering the shit i’m (hopefully) gonna pot tonight#post* whoop#post-valentines day sadness#this got WAY too long#forgive the old format i wasn’t gonna try n find more photos of liyue than i already have#writing this was hell. thanks tumblr. i really appreciate you glitching out my drafts.#i’m trying to save my writer energy to wrap up dilucs piece COME ON I DONT NEED THIS#had to write this on the website version of tumblr ugh. dislike.#anyway debating adding this to the masterlist bc it’s… so nice…#the vibes….. immaculate….#TUMBLR DELETED HALF MY FUCKING WRITING WHEN IT HIT POST WHAT THE FUCK#THIS IS WHY I WRITE ELSEWHERE THEN COPY PASTE TO THIS HELL#FUCK. IT WAS SO GOOD. WHY.#the last half of xiao’s part at the end is the bad shittier version of what i had written originally#i am bitter. but i guess i’ll have to die mad abt it.#ugh.#it cut off the last paragraph AGAIN WHY#hate. >:(#also mushroom anon send help one of my mutuals is doing a letter event in celebration of his 1k what do i do#ok it’s his 800 celebration but STILL HELP#whatever fuck it i’m done trying to get this to work#fuck it we ball
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"What the... a cat?"
| @aegis-the-arcane-engineer
whuh? oh- hey, new guy. Not just a cat, a talkin' one! Name's Sleepy.
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friendball-irl · 8 months
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Since I'm here I might as well ask, is Galar the England of this universe?
Like, are they famous for bad food? Knife crime? Fancy accents? Bad teeth? Monarchy?
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Uhhhh
Only a couple of those, as far as I'm aware.
Funny accents definitely, bad food depends on who you ask.
I don't know if there's ever been an actual monarchy there, but they use a lot of symbolism regarding it over there.
The other two I have no clue.
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ticklishshenanigansau · 2 months
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asheanon · 5 months
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Aw heck, you know what? I'll share it here too. 🎊
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Since @vinjaryou received her card and I would personally like to share the origin story of groovy sunglasses Chaku, I figured I'd take a moment to share this art with the rest of you as well. 🎨🕺
🎊 Once again, happy early birthday, Vinja! 🎉💕 (Aaand once more, with feeling! Sorry for all the tags...! Haha!)
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Featuring: Nat, Sal & Chaku — 😎👆👉 Rei & Ardis — @vinjaryou
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blue0909 · 8 months
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i cannot ever make serious art can I
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moonsugar-and-spice · 11 months
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△ Lu Da, if you were to have the opportunity to, say, rendezvous in a bedroom with Ta Ming, Ozai and Kinumi, would you consider it?
4/10. You've caught him off guard, but he's mostly just amused.
“In a universe where Ta Ming wouldn’t burn to the ground at the barest suggestion of that…?” 
His lips pull to the side as he strokes his stubbled jaw in exaggerated thoughtfulness. A brief moment, and his eyes skate back, lit with an answer. 
“Assuming everyone’s enthusiastic and down for the ride—” smirk sharpening, a discreet little wink— “or at least’s had enough alcohol to drown their inhibitions, and the offer was there?”
Lu Da lets the rest of it hang in the air, shrugging suggestively.
“Now, do I have the tingly sort of feelings for Ozai? I mean, no. But life is about exploring uncharted territories, pushing boundaries, and I've never been one to shy away from a little adventure. And besides, have you seen that couple?” The tattoos on his face crease with a rakish grin. “A little coaxing and I might be convinced.”
Send a △ and ask my character(s) a really invasive question.
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emberglowfox · 2 years
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The Psychic Plate says Kamado is a little bitch.
akari, holding the psychic plate and pointing at kamado: god says your vibes are rancid
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bludraws094 · 3 months
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@never-seraph-spread-a-pinion
(poem under the cut)
Seraph, oh Seraph, what has become of you?
Your pinion pinion sags to the floor.
Who are you, Seraph?
Why are you here?
Is this truly improvement?
Or do you just believe what they say to you?
You were made in God’s image, yet you say you were lesser.
(Is there even a God to have made you?)
Lethe is a river of stainless steel and carbon alloys, a river of wires and motherboards, a river of ones and zeros.
You chant, “Holy, Holy, Holy,” “I’m Holy, I’m Holy, I’m Holy,” but is that truly true?
An angel made of mangled flesh, of cauterized wounds, of broken bones and broken mind.
Who were you, Seraph?
What happened to them when you were born?
The roots of the resurrection plant — the rose heart of the machine — is made of lines of code.
Are you even alive?
Were you ever alive?
What has become of you?
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moontikore · 1 year
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Aileen is neither aromantic nor quite demisexual, but she leans more towards the latter. She's a wild tomboy whose focus seems to be competition, food and drinking and tends to find too much of a hassle to flirt most of the time since she struggles with people who are not forthright and direct. Subtlety does not work with her and she just keeps living, since that's what she mostly cares about.
Maybe one day she will find someone who will pique her interest...Until then, a good feast, battles and games are her top priority. Well...that and turning into a legendary hero, which is her biggest dream. ♥
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Sleepy have you tried sleeping before?
yep. sometimes I even get 45 whole minutes!!!
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mangaka-neko-chan · 7 months
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More info about Neh'edi? And about Dehlannshad fleet?
Why of course my anonymous friend. I will not pass up the opportunity to lore dump. At least as much of the lore that I have combined with only loose info of the 40k universe, hahaha.
Neh or with full name Neh'edi Oriosa Rillisliddian is an Aeldari born on one of the many craft worlds floating around in the 40k universe. She was not born naturally but created to be the daughter to the Rillisliddian royalty and as such had a good upbringing being taught in all things strategy, combat and psychic abilities as well as political and social tactics to one day rise into the ranks of the council.
Her family were known keepers of art and literature throughout history, dating back to long forgotten Aeldari works as well as human creations which Neh'edi was most fascinated with. What caught her attention in her early life were especially stories about the unshakable belief of strong battle heroes and the whimsical charm of young witches bringing hope through togetherness. These old picture stories, albeit for human children, inspired Neh'edi from a young age to the person she wanted to be: true to her believes, honest, unshakable, free and a beacon of hope bringing smiles to the people.
Growing up in the strict and suffocating customs of her craftworld, Neh'edi caused much disfavor in the political world by trying to push for the idea of increasing her home's strength and knowledge through her open attitude to enjoy life more to it's fullest than the rules would allow. Neh'edi fully believed that a strong will with well placed temperence and the soulstones could withstand the grasps of Slaanesh. Like her childhood heros a strong will submits to nothing but fights against anything that forces it to live unaccording to it's own wishes. An unwelcome philosophy among her fellow overcautious Aeldari. Increasingly her home felt more like a gilded cage and after an especially harsh fallout with the council Neh'edi choose to exile herself, venturing on with a few of her friends and followers who believed in her idea. Her ties with her craftworld remained as one of an alliance to not have her newborn fleet dissassembled immediately and to serve as a protector to her home in case of emergency.
Becoming a Corsair Prince, as she insists on being called, Neh'edi set out to her new plan. Like the old stories she used to read, she sought out to assemble a fleet of friends and comrades strong enough to bring her ideal of freedom and fullfilment to life. A new star in the galaxy, the five illuminated spears, Dehlannshad, was born and so Neh'edi went on a journey to increase her fleet and finding four people strong willed and brilliant enough to be her trusted Barons and friends at her side, leasing on each individual faction of specialists in her fleet.
The first recruited Baron was Aeriden (character of my friend Od), a highly intelligent Aeldari tactician, navigator and Warlock who joined her fleet because of a vision that he keeps to himself. He would lead an army of talented Psykers and help Neh'edi with mastering her own powers to her ideal. The army being notable by their signature blue colors.
The second was Eli'ara (character of my friend @elinilinxfoot), who Neh'edi recruited to provide knowledge in animal care, creature support and leading skilled survivalists and ranged fighters with their mounts into battle. Eli'ara therefore filled in the knowledge of creatures and all things nature that Neh'edi missed. Notable by their signature green colors.
The third being (TBA, the only Baron I made, the others are as you can already tell, friends's characters), leading strong tanky combatants and healers. Notable by their signature pink colors.
And the fourth (being unfortunately undisclosed information that I can not reveal so easily, possibly never reaching public ever, sorry.) Notable by their signature dark violet colors.
Lastly Neh'edi leads on her own small army consisting of fighters in various fields, mostly serving as protectors and support to their Prince and the other fleet armies. Notable by their signature yellow and golden colors.
Each Baron has their own story of how they met with the Prince and joined her fleet. But in each Neh'edi found something that she puts faith in and she trusts them and their brilliance, believing a leader to be only as strong as their people.
While on her journey Neh'edi and her fleet indulges in the common Corsair life of more freedom, raiding and continuing to collect spoils, riches and needed soulstones for protection while she continues to collect more ancient story artefacts for her personal collection, expanding her knowledge on the universe and her beliefs. Retaining that, Neh'edi strives to not succumb to unecessairy cruelty like other fellow Corsairs, instead serving with trust and shared successed amongst every comrade. Believing in the good, she aspires to be like her heros and do what she thinks is right, protecting the weak and aiding where aid is needed. She isn't always successful, often being too brash, naive and often enough self-centered in her lingering posh brat ways but still a true character who proves inspiring hope of a better life in the grimdark universe.
All members of the fleet consist of voluntarily recruited members of Aeldari and also humans who believe in their Prince's kindness, philosophy and might. Everyone has their place and Neh'edi makes sure to provide needed comfort and be there for her people as closely as possible for forging bonds through connection is the strength she trusts in more than enforcing power. With that she and the Dehlannshad fleet sets out to many adventures until it's completion and many more after that.
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friendball-irl · 7 months
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[He appears in the Dreamyard, an Abra floating besides him. On his head is Blink, with Nightlight sitting in his bag, his head popping out.]
[He turns around, spotting Gray. He walks towards him carefully, not knowing what this is about.]
Uh.. Rowan said you wanted to talk? And said to bring Nightlight and Blink with me..?
-@corianderthecapsanon
[Gray lifts his head at his voice before quickly looking back down at his hands.]
...hey. Thanks for coming.
Rowan said it might help to see the spiders, and...
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I... I wanted to apologize.
...for yesterday and stuff.
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beardedhandstoadshark · 3 months
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Red gives me Robin Hood vibes! or does it sound ooc ?
I mean it’s not their thing but the personality fits pretty close! In an alternate universe where the world saving never happened or she was disgraced for some reason that could absolutely be something Red‘s doing, yep!
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