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A Nightly Runaway

It was a crisp night, the endless cloudless sky blanketing the world, hiding any nocturnal activities. Under the cover of the night a shadow

Writing commission for @slate021fr featuring their dragons Glom and Shadow, running away together!

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Songbird (Ashton Irwin)

36. You're famous and doing a Q&A and say he's your celeb crush but you've never met For context, @songbirdmusic is your handle everywhere. And you're stagename is Songbird but everyone calls you Bird (hehe @my wife) or Birdie (@ my irl last name) this is mostly bc i get tired of writing y/n so much. Shits insane. anyway, enjoy. If this goes over well, maybe I'll make a series of Songbird and Ashton. Also this may be a little to in-depth because I spent three years working in a television studio.

Yes I’m still getting through my prompt list lmao, Requested by my wife, @galcalirwin​

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"Just place yourself right here, please," I nodded as the assistant director showed me where to sit and put the lavaliere microphone on me. "Hi, I'm Mikhail, the floor director. It's lovely to meet you, Birdie. Alright, so here's what's going to happen," the floor director said, "We're going to give you a pail of questions. Then answer them to the best of your ability. If you don't like any, just say something funny and move on." "Sounds reasonable," I said and adjust my mesh shirt over the crop top and looked at the camera and smiled. "Alright, let's get a quick soundcheck out. Just start counting," I did so and he nodded once my voice registered across the microphones, loud and clear, "Alright, I'll count you down, do the intro, and just start asking questions." "Hell, I'm Songbird and here is a Q&A presented by Tumblr. Big kisses to the big blue Crackhead Overlord!" I laughed, "Let's begin, shall we?" "Is there any artist I would love to make music with some time'?" "Well since you asked make music with and not collab, I'm assuming you mean like writers and producers. I've always had a love for anything Pharell or Babyface produces but I would love to write a song with Sia. I think her sound combined with mine would be brilliant. Or Robbie of Cavetown, that would be a sick sad people song." 'What instrument did you learn first?" "Embarrassingly enough the tambourine," I laughed, "I sucked originally but I learned rhythm luckily. 'Will you ever come to Brazil?' "What's with Brazilians and asking everyone to come to their country?" I balled up that slip and threw it, "Like, I don't know, why don't you come to me? I can AirBnB my house for a bit." 'What's your favorite food?' "Mangoes and papaya with lime juice and Tajin sprinkled on top," I did the chef's kiss, "To die for, serious recommend." 'Do you have a celebrity crush?' I felt myself blush a bit but shook it off, "Yes I do! He is Ashton Irwin, the drummer in 5 Seconds of Summer, and holy shit, I think if I met him I would let him do so much to me," I stopped and looked dead at the camera, "Treat my ass like your snare drum, Ashton Irwin." I pulled out another slip of paper and winked before cringing at myself, "God I hope he never sees this."

-- T W I T T E R @Songbirdmusic: Just got done with a Q&A with Tumblr. Thanks for the questions! Glad you guys are enjoying the new music! Can't wait for more In the comment section, a lot of replies sparked alot of genuine interest. Though all seemed to based around one question. -@galcalirwin: oh my gosh, we have the same celebrity crush, @Ashton5SOS come get ur girl, she'll treat you right -@peachybirdie: oh my, i ship it, i ship it SO hard -@streamsunshinebysongbird: like @Ashton5SOS actually deserves her, chill out. They'd be cute tho

I laughed at my phone and threw it onto my bed. My fans were always so funny, I'm glad to have such an amazing fanbase. My phone rang then with a Facetime. I picked it up seeing one of my best friends and a helping songwriter/performer on some of my songs face light up the screen. Her big toothy grin and curly fro practically filled the phone the second I slid over to answer. "And you didn't tell me because," Constance asked when I finally answered. She looked annoyed but the quirk of her mouth's ends let me know she was totally joking. "Well, I didn't think it was important," I played along barely knowing what it was she was on about, she groaned. "How can I? Your best friend, who is a professional songwriter who has written for a many a star, not know that you're  in Loooooove with Ashton Irwin, who I've written for!" Connie looked at me, upset. "I didn't even know you worked with him," I said and she nodded, "Yeah I helped write some stuff on their upcoming album." "Wow," I said and she nodded. "So that also means when your interview went up, guess who called me and wanted to know your details and then I sent them and now expect a call from him any minute okay bye," as soon as that one breath sentence was out of her mouth, I heard a click and Connie was off the screen. I had only a second to breathe and register what just happened before my phone was ringing again. Only thing to pop up was ten digits I have never seen before, if I survive this phone call, I will be murdering Constance Johnson, I swear. I picked up on the third ring, "Hello, this is Songbird." "Songbird," an Australian accent came over with a little giggle attached behind my name, oh lord, "So a little Birdie, hehe, told me that you seem to have a little crush on me." "Well," I dragged out the 'L' and giggled, rolling off of my bed and moving to sit by the window, "I wouldn't say a crush. More like the typical fangirl fascination." "Well, I have listened to your music for quite some now," Ashton said, you heard shuffling in the background of the phone call, "You can say I'm a fanman of you." "A fanman?" I giggled. Ashton scoffed, "Um, yeah! I am a grown man who just so happens to like Songbird!" "If you like me so much, maybe you should come to my concert in LA. Free backstage pass, courtesy of me trying to get rid of my embarrassment," I stood again and walked to my apartments kitchen. I heard a smile through the phone. "I would love to. See you then, Birdie."

"I hate you. I hate you." Two days later, I was yelling at Constance in my dressing room as I got dressed in a simple on stage outfit of skinny jeans, a sparkly crop top and my favorite guitar strap used as a belt. "I wish you were more of a performer like myself," I was opening for Constance this tour, considering it was my first world tour and her second. Her style as eclectic and celestial and people loved it, "Then we could dress you up extravagantly." "This is my style. People love the down to earth side of me. And I do too." "Then Ashton Fletcher Irwin will as hell," Constance giggled, "Oh my gosh, I'm so excited for you. What if he is 'the one'?" "I am just meeting him! Would you chill out," I threw a container of mascara at the songstress before she laughed as she left. "Just remember," Constance said, peaking half her body out, "Look him in one eye, look down at his lips, look back up, he will go in for the kiss." "Oh my gosh, get out!" I threw another container of makeup at her and she left, her laugh ringing as the door shut. I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed. I looked fine, like my usual self and Ashton will like me for me. Not if I look like a carbon copy of Connie, even if it was tempting to throw on something that rose my boobs all the way up to the heavens. We were different people with different styles and that made us beautiful. "Look here, Bird, you are going to go out there and cut it up, you hear me," I looked myself in the eye in the mirror and gave myself a positive self-talk, "This is not your first rodeo. The show is what matters not the sexiest man you have ever seen. Go out there and give your birdlings your all!" And I stood up and I did because at the end of the day, my life matters a bit more than Ashton Irwin making me hella nervous.

Walking off stage, I felt eyes on me. I quickly turned to the source, "That was amazing." There he was, tall and tanned skin, hair nicely gelled and a smile that could kill. "Um...hi," I stuttered out, I kinda forgot he was coming. Lost myself in the music. "You were truly captivating. I can see why Constance sings your praises," Ashton smiled down at me and held out a hand, "I'm Ashton. I want to formally introduce myself before I ask you out on a date before you leave town."

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Getting lunched

“Brr!” Yuzu shook her head, and put down a a clay cup. “You don’t like it? I thought this was a mellower cask.” Sionyn opened the large lid

Behold, I finally wrote some stuff again!

Worldbuilding mostly, most literally just half a day in the life of one of my dragons, Sionyn!

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Writing Commissions!

I’m opening up writing comms on the FR forums, all the info is there!

300kt/g for a google doc page in size arial 11, and 250kt/g for a bio blurb/summary and some details!

Check it out in the reblog! <3

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Lore Showcase?

Nightshade!

I got them as a shade-touched dragon who was abandoned shortly after hatching, horribly disfigured with an endless hunger for anything living. Their mother abandoned them in the wilderness to let a predator do what she couldn’t, but they survived and began feeding on the wildlife for quite a while.

Eventually they found my lair, broke into Nyx’s storeroom and promptly ate enough herbs used for anaesthesia to put down a horse for good. Nyx found them soon after, awoken by the ruckus, and proceeded to use a highly taboo ritual to imprison the shade corrupting nightshade’s body into the amulet they wear now, and replacing the belly that was once endless lines of teeth with a substance shimmering like the night sky.

Now they don’t have any organs anymore, eating food still works due to how the substance works but they don’t really.. have anything there, it’s all hollow and filled with dark teal sparkly goo.

If they injure the membrane holding it in it just comes pouring out, so better not do that!

They also talk like a victorian child, probably because they are just a child but the victorian aspect of it probably comes from learning to speak and read through Nyx and her very old scriptures she keeps everywhere. “Mother has forbid me of talking to you lest there is an emergency, stay in your bed at once I will swiftly summon her!” They’re still just a normal kid though besides that, a bit scared of others and loads of trauma because they witnessed all the terrifying things the shade did with their body, unable to intervene and stop it until Nyx stepped in, but besides that everything’s just as had!

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A Divine Arrival

Ricotta sat in a cart, her back was starting to feel sore from the bumping of the wooden wheels over the uneven gravel road, but the destina

Writing commission for @dire-vulture!

It's about the arrival of the coatl Ricotta to Florabrisa, where she subsequently falls in love with a Spiral named Durum!

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Here's a little test I did, a choose your own adventure exploration of my lair!

It's like 3 hours of work, not very high detail/fleshed out, I mainly just wanted to figure out how everything works.

There are 14 characters to discover, and while not all of them have dialogue they get mentioned and thats enough for me to say they're discoverable!

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Sionyn

With a loud thunk Scheelite dropped a bundle of bamboo she was carrying on her shoulder, causing the nearby Imperial to jump. “I brought som

Because I made the meme I also had to follow thru with it, here's 3ish pages about Sionyn, one of my pearlless pearlcatchers and the girl featured in the meme!