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@peskyparrot
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀╭— 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 。⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ↷ due to grian’s coding and memories being messed up by the watchers , he has no recollection o
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀╭— 𝐌𝐔𝐍。⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ - mochi / wilby - 18 - goes by she / they pronouns
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀╭— 𝐓𝐀𝐆 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 。⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ - hermitcraft : #peskybird - last life : #winglessbird - 3rd life : #sandeater - mafia au :
peskyparrot:
grian ‘ s hands slip into the pockets of his pants , palms still tingling from where they had been holding doc ‘ s own . he gives a small hum , a little chuckle leaving him . “ i have a train to restock , and no more plans of getting stuck anywhere . “ he jokes , giving the other a grin .
Doc smiles, giving him a thumbs up. “Good! But if you do end up getting stuck again, you can always shoot me a message. I guess I can be your knight in shining armor again.”
grian laughs in reply , the words making his heart do summersaults . “ again huh ? was my flying enough to convince you ? “ he ‘ s teasing , wiggling his eyebrows at him .
“Who knows. Maybe I’ll have to see how those wings can really move, huh?” He crosses his arms over his chest, eyes tracing over their beautiful shapes; they shimmer and catch the light in beautiful waves, nearly iridescent. “I’ll have to get you by Octagon, just to run some tests on their top speed. Was thinking about trying to build mechanical imitations, you know?”
“ oh ? “ acting as if they have a mind of their own , his wings flap in response to the almost subconscious challenge . his eyes light up with interest , definitely not because he sees an opportunity to show off . not at all . “well , i ‘ d lying if i said i wasn ‘ t at least a little interested in seeing a mechanical imitation of them . “
peskyparrot:
grian ‘ s hands slip into the pockets of his pants , palms still tingling from where they had been holding doc ‘ s own . he gives a small hum , a little chuckle leaving him . “ i have a train to restock , and no more plans of getting stuck anywhere . “ he jokes , giving the other a grin .
Doc smiles, giving him a thumbs up. “Good! But if you do end up getting stuck again, you can always shoot me a message. I guess I can be your knight in shining armor again.”
grian laughs in reply , the words making his heart do summersaults . “ again huh ? was my flying enough to convince you ? “ he ‘ s teasing , wiggling his eyebrows at him .
ooc. just realized I never tagged my main blog here oops, for all of your shitposting needs feel free to follow me @dreamsofmochi !! I need more hermit moots </3 (and moots in general)
boatem sure seems empty today ! maybe it ‘ s time for . . . some pranks .
Please.. I only JUST fixed the window! At least let a man join in on the fun
just . . ? scar I pranked you last week, you ‘ ve had all this time to fix the window , how have you just fixed it ?
Wellll you see there were wagons to be processed and goods to be sold! Yes I *just* got to it…
I guess I’ll take pity on you and leave you alone for now . so ! I was thinking we could prank pearl , thoughts ?
boatem sure seems empty today ! maybe it ‘ s time for . . . some pranks .
Please.. I only JUST fixed the window! At least let a man join in on the fun
just . . ? scar I pranked you last week, you ‘ ve had all this time to fix the window , how have you just fixed it ?
boatem sure seems empty today ! maybe it ‘ s time for . . . some pranks .
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as soon as he ‘ s shoved away he ‘ s taking flight . his wings give one, two, three beats before he ‘ s catching himself on the wind . “ doc ! “ he shouts , immediately diving down and reaching for him .
he manages to catch the other before he falls , gripping his hand . together , they gently float down to the ground , grian working to give them a safe landing next to the observatory .
For the briefest of moments, there’s an angel diving towards him. Feathers catching the light to turn them to fire, red and gold and even green, copper sulfate and strontium.
A split-second later, Grian catches his hand, and he grips it for all he’s worth. He looks down at the ground, now approaching at a much more reasonable speed, and then back up at Grian. His smile is breathless.
“Good catch.”
a light laugh escapes from his lungs, and he grins . all bright and wide, excitement running along the edges of his eyes where they crinkle at the corners . adrenaline courses through him .
“ well I thought it was only fair , since you helped get me unstuck and all . “ he hums , happy to be free from the glass .
He taps his feet on the ground a couple times, relaxing as he’s finally back on terra firma. Excellent. He pulls his hand away from Grian’s, clapping him on the shoulder and smiling down at him.
“I wasn’t looking forward to the sprint back from Octagon, that’s for sure!” he laughs. “Still, very quick on your, erm, wings there. Thank you.”
he jumps a tad at the clap on his shoulder , but the smile doesn ‘ t leave his face . if anything , it turns a little softer . he folds his wings up behind him , humming softly .
“ it was no trouble . i ‘ m not one of the best fliers on the server for nothing ! and thank you for getting me out . “ he chuckles softly .
“Everything is good, right?” he asks, giving Grian a once-over. “No scrapes or bruises anywhere, right?”
he runs his hands down his jumper , smoothing it out a bit . running a hand through his hair , he hums . “ nope ! no scrapes here ! “
He finally pulls his hand away, putting them both in the pockets of his lab coat and leaning back on his heels, letting out a long sigh. “Good. I… was in Boatem for some reason before I saw you, but now I can’t for the life of me remember… Ah, not that important.” He waves a hand airily. “If you’re gonna be alright, then I’m gonna go head back to Octagon. I’m sure there’s something that needs fixing or building already.”
grian ‘ s hands slip into the pockets of his pants , palms still tingling from where they had been holding doc ‘ s own . he gives a small hum , a little chuckle leaving him . “ i have a train to restock , and no more plans of getting stuck anywhere . “ he jokes , giving the other a grin .
peskyparrot:
as soon as he ‘ s shoved away he ‘ s taking flight . his wings give one, two, three beats before he ‘ s catching himself on the wind . “ doc ! “ he shouts , immediately diving down and reaching for him .
he manages to catch the other before he falls , gripping his hand . together , they gently float down to the ground , grian working to give them a safe landing next to the observatory .
For the briefest of moments, there’s an angel diving towards him. Feathers catching the light to turn them to fire, red and gold and even green, copper sulfate and strontium.
A split-second later, Grian catches his hand, and he grips it for all he’s worth. He looks down at the ground, now approaching at a much more reasonable speed, and then back up at Grian. His smile is breathless.
“Good catch.”
a light laugh escapes from his lungs, and he grins . all bright and wide, excitement running along the edges of his eyes where they crinkle at the corners . adrenaline courses through him .
“ well I thought it was only fair , since you helped get me unstuck and all . “ he hums , happy to be free from the glass .
He taps his feet on the ground a couple times, relaxing as he’s finally back on terra firma. Excellent. He pulls his hand away from Grian’s, clapping him on the shoulder and smiling down at him.
“I wasn’t looking forward to the sprint back from Octagon, that’s for sure!” he laughs. “Still, very quick on your, erm, wings there. Thank you.”
he jumps a tad at the clap on his shoulder , but the smile doesn ‘ t leave his face . if anything , it turns a little softer . he folds his wings up behind him , humming softly .
“ it was no trouble . i ‘ m not one of the best fliers on the server for nothing ! and thank you for getting me out . “ he chuckles softly .
“Everything is good, right?” he asks, giving Grian a once-over. “No scrapes or bruises anywhere, right?”
he runs his hands down his jumper , smoothing it out a bit . running a hand through his hair , he hums . “ nope ! no scrapes here ! “
peskyparrot:
as soon as he ‘ s shoved away he ‘ s taking flight . his wings give one, two, three beats before he ‘ s catching himself on the wind . “ doc ! “ he shouts , immediately diving down and reaching for him .
he manages to catch the other before he falls , gripping his hand . together , they gently float down to the ground , grian working to give them a safe landing next to the observatory .
For the briefest of moments, there’s an angel diving towards him. Feathers catching the light to turn them to fire, red and gold and even green, copper sulfate and strontium.
A split-second later, Grian catches his hand, and he grips it for all he’s worth. He looks down at the ground, now approaching at a much more reasonable speed, and then back up at Grian. His smile is breathless.
“Good catch.”
a light laugh escapes from his lungs, and he grins . all bright and wide, excitement running along the edges of his eyes where they crinkle at the corners . adrenaline courses through him .
“ well I thought it was only fair , since you helped get me unstuck and all . “ he hums , happy to be free from the glass .
He taps his feet on the ground a couple times, relaxing as he’s finally back on terra firma. Excellent. He pulls his hand away from Grian’s, clapping him on the shoulder and smiling down at him.
“I wasn’t looking forward to the sprint back from Octagon, that’s for sure!” he laughs. “Still, very quick on your, erm, wings there. Thank you.”
he jumps a tad at the clap on his shoulder , but the smile doesn ‘ t leave his face . if anything , it turns a little softer . he folds his wings up behind him , humming softly .
“ it was no trouble . i ‘ m not one of the best fliers on the server for nothing ! and thank you for getting me out . “ he chuckles softly .
peskyparrot:
as soon as he ‘ s shoved away he ‘ s taking flight . his wings give one, two, three beats before he ‘ s catching himself on the wind . “ doc ! “ he shouts , immediately diving down and reaching for him .
he manages to catch the other before he falls , gripping his hand . together , they gently float down to the ground , grian working to give them a safe landing next to the observatory .
For the briefest of moments, there’s an angel diving towards him. Feathers catching the light to turn them to fire, red and gold and even green, copper sulfate and strontium.
A split-second later, Grian catches his hand, and he grips it for all he’s worth. He looks down at the ground, now approaching at a much more reasonable speed, and then back up at Grian. His smile is breathless.
“Good catch.”
a light laugh escapes from his lungs, and he grins . all bright and wide, excitement running along the edges of his eyes where they crinkle at the corners . adrenaline courses through him .
“ well I thought it was only fair , since you helped get me unstuck and all . “ he hums , happy to be free from the glass .
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〝 uhmmmm . . . it seems I’ve gotten myself a tad stuck 💧 〞
"Mn. No, yeah, you're pretty stuck there, buddy."
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"Good luck!"
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〝 wh — wait no doc ! a little help would be appreciated here ! 〞
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Nope! He's already walking away--
--and then walking right back, still laughing. "Mhm. Sure. Maybe I think it would be funnier to leave you there."
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he ‘ s waving his arms wildly , as if that ‘ ll stop him from leaving .〝 that wouldn ‘ t be funny it would just be rude ! and i would be very upset with you ! 〞
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Doc laughs, shaking his head and reaching down, taking Grian’s hands in his own to at least stop them flailing, looking at how he’s gotten himself wedged in. “Huh. Wow, you really got yourself in there. Any pinch points?”
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he huffs , keeping a decent grip on doc ‘ s hands . his wings flap furiously , as if trying to use the power of them to get himself free .〝 I don ‘ t even know how I managed to do this ! 〞he squawks , wiggling .
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Doc squeezes his wrists warningly. "Ha-ta-tat, don't do that yet. I don't know how you're wedged in, you might hurt yourself. It's pretty precarious up here, anyway."
He takes a second, squinting at the windows and Grian for a bit, and then--works his arm into one of the gaps, tugging Grian forward until his back and wings rest against Doc's chest.
"On three, push back against me hard. Should get you right out. Alright?"
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he lets him try to figure out the best way to get him out , and blinks as he ‘ s resting against doc ‘ s chest . at the sound of doc ‘ s voice , grian gives a nod .〝 okay . 〞
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Doc nods, then tightens his grip. "Okay. One, two, three!"
He jerks them both back, slipping Grian free of the glass panes--
--and launching them both backwards, off the building. Aaaaaaaand now they're falling. At least he has enough presence of mind to shove Grian's wings away from his chest to get them free, even if it's cost him precious seconds in his scramble for his own rockets.
as soon as he ‘ s shoved away he ‘ s taking flight . his wings give one, two, three beats before he ‘ s catching himself on the wind . “ doc ! “ he shouts , immediately diving down and reaching for him .
he manages to catch the other before he falls , gripping his hand . together , they gently float down to the ground , grian working to give them a safe landing next to the observatory .
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〝 uhmmmm . . . it seems I’ve gotten myself a tad stuck 💧 〞
"Mn. No, yeah, you're pretty stuck there, buddy."
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"Good luck!"
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〝 wh — wait no doc ! a little help would be appreciated here ! 〞
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Nope! He's already walking away--
--and then walking right back, still laughing. "Mhm. Sure. Maybe I think it would be funnier to leave you there."
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he ‘ s waving his arms wildly , as if that ‘ ll stop him from leaving .〝 that wouldn ‘ t be funny it would just be rude ! and i would be very upset with you ! 〞
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Doc laughs, shaking his head and reaching down, taking Grian’s hands in his own to at least stop them flailing, looking at how he’s gotten himself wedged in. “Huh. Wow, you really got yourself in there. Any pinch points?”
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he huffs , keeping a decent grip on doc ‘ s hands . his wings flap furiously , as if trying to use the power of them to get himself free .〝 I don ‘ t even know how I managed to do this ! 〞he squawks , wiggling .
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Doc squeezes his wrists warningly. "Ha-ta-tat, don't do that yet. I don't know how you're wedged in, you might hurt yourself. It's pretty precarious up here, anyway."
He takes a second, squinting at the windows and Grian for a bit, and then--works his arm into one of the gaps, tugging Grian forward until his back and wings rest against Doc's chest.
"On three, push back against me hard. Should get you right out. Alright?"
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he lets him try to figure out the best way to get him out , and blinks as he ‘ s resting against doc ‘ s chest . at the sound of doc ‘ s voice , grian gives a nod .〝 okay . 〞
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〝 uhmmmm . . . it seems I’ve gotten myself a tad stuck 💧 〞
"Mn. No, yeah, you're pretty stuck there, buddy."
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"Good luck!"
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〝 wh — wait no doc ! a little help would be appreciated here ! 〞
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Nope! He's already walking away--
--and then walking right back, still laughing. "Mhm. Sure. Maybe I think it would be funnier to leave you there."
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he ‘ s waving his arms wildly , as if that ‘ ll stop him from leaving .〝 that wouldn ‘ t be funny it would just be rude ! and i would be very upset with you ! 〞
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Doc laughs, shaking his head and reaching down, taking Grian’s hands in his own to at least stop them flailing, looking at how he’s gotten himself wedged in. “Huh. Wow, you really got yourself in there. Any pinch points?”
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he huffs , keeping a decent grip on doc ‘ s hands . his wings flap furiously , as if trying to use the power of them to get himself free .〝 I don ‘ t even know how I managed to do this ! 〞he squawks , wiggling .
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you remind me of the babe. (what babe) the babe with the power (what power) power of voodoo (who do) you do (do what) remind me of the babe
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〝 ren dude , are you good ? 〞
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〝 I feel like I’m witnessing the pre-reqs to murder . 〞
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〝 I miss mumbo :( 〞
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