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[pxperhearts]

when ya boi hans gets that familial validation he seeks from a sea witch 

[embrace-tranquility]

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Gi Yu twitters in response, a laugh as he bumps beaks with Ganymede again. He fluffs his feathers a little, mocking hurt and chirping that he tried his best.

The other waxwing then nods his head, and asks Ganymede to keep their egg warm as he offers to get the yellow waxwing food.

[dead-man-walking-moved]

robotfamiliar replied to your post: THE FUCK AM I READING!

Listen. Ganymede has a translator. The default voice he picked was Danny DeVito. Winston begged him to reconsider but Ganymede was adamant about his choice. This is official canon blog lore.

//...I am SO, NOT complaining.

[hammcrtime]

@robotfamiliar

Cue Reinhardt brandishing a knitting needle stick at Ganymede and laughing.

     “ I challenge you to a duel, mein freund! “

[anathesniper]

{{ Hey, Pharah's mom? }} He's yet to memorize her name. {{ How is it that you can make Bastion go to sleep? Even I can't get him to do that? }} He's had to suffer through nights where Bastion was just too damn distracted with EVERYTHING, causing him to leave the lights on as he inspects the world around him.

“My sleep darts hit just the right spot to pinch the wiring - thus putting him on sleep mode for a short time.”

[mitruhmsterben-blog]

@robotfamiliar – ＣＯＮＴＡＣＴ 

He’s faced with--a bird. It’s not unusual, no, considering the fact that other living things do, in fact, exist in the world, but Balderich is a little surprised his approach didn’t make it scatter long before he even got this close. Either this one is very brave, or very unobservant; he’s not certain which is more accurate, really. It’s a shame he doesn’t have any birdseed to toss for it, although he imagines it won’t have much trouble finding food on its own. There’s...more undergrowth around here than he remembered, and surely some of that is edible--he doubted it would be out here otherwise.

Carefully, he settles down atop the crumbled edge of a low wall, propping his elbows up against his knees. He’s still a good few feet away, simply watching--he needed a few minutes to clear his head, if he’s being honest, and a bit of birdwatching didn’t sound like the worst idea he’d ever had. Still, it made him feel a little old; all he needed now was a proper walking stick, and he’d fit in on any park bench. Reinhardt would’ve already pointed that much out to him were he here, he’s sure. After a few moments of quiet thought, Balderich whistles at the bird, more to give himself something else to focus on than anything. No use getting caught up overthinking things, besides--he could stand to properly relax for once, and he intended to at least try.

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@robotfamiliar replied to your post: HEAVY BREATHING AT THE JUNKER SHORT AND THE...

that’s not even the junker short. that’s the preview. the REAL one is on Wed.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[horus-feathers-blog]

@robotfamiliar replied to your post: "Chirp!"

{{ I agree. I hate dealing with people, so it’s nice to be around other avians… }} He hums, perched next to the other. {{ Yeah… So… I had an interview… today… }}

They do?

Huh.

' Some can be tedious, yes, I must agree with you there. On both things. I think I can speak for the both of us when I say that we don't get enough of this.

Time around our kin is what I meant. '

Horus comments, his eyes set on the horizon ahead. The roof of the HQ sure had a nice view ahead, especially when the sun began to rise the likes of this.

' Hm?

Sounds like something you'd like to tell me about, maybe? '