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He Spread His Wings to the Heavens

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"Hello there! Welcome to my aviary! I am Falkner, the Violet City Gym Leader. How may I help you?" About. Rules.
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3000yearmonarch-archived

Hiatus update

((Me: I would die for the Hisuian evolutions and variants.

Pokémon of Hisui: You will.

Hey all, I was planning to check in with an update anyways, but the release of all the big Sinnoh news just happened to line up, too. I’m hyped for more worldbuilding both for here (bc who says these two never went to Hisui?) and for Falk’s ancient verse.

However! As much as I’m chomping at the bit to be back here, I may be out of commission a little longer. Summer camps have ended, and while this has had an immediate positive impact on my mental health (I loved camps, but boy was it rough this year), I still have a lot of big decisions to make, and I’m shaky at best. I’m also looking into the future (either replacing my retail job, or maybe taking some classing part-time in the Spring), which is very stressful for me. On top of that is a lot of events, including one of my cousin’s weddings.

So I’m estimating I’ll be back near the end of September. I may sneak on to do little things here and there (Charlie is still far from trained, but I’m at least able to occasionally be on the computer, like right now), but for the most part consider the hiatus continued.

I’ll reblog this to the other blogs, too. And if you want to stay in contact with me, feel free to ask for my personal (where I never shut up). I’m trying to check in at least once a week. Your best bet to reach me on my rp blogs is here, on Pasc.

Be safe all.))

#out of birds#pokemon spoilers
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3000yearmonarch-archived

Hiatus notice

((Alright, it's three hours later, and I think I've decided it's best I take a hiatus. I'm in a very bad place mentally, and for the most part I just feel unwanted in the community. There are those who I know care about me, and honestly they are amazing, but they're a tiny minority and I don't want to monopolize them. So for who knows how long, I'm going away.

I'll be checking in maybe once a week just to see if there are any replies or maybe ask answers, or maybe post art like I did last night, but that's it.

When I come back I'll probably also unfollow a lot of blogs I've tried to interact with that have shown no interest in me or my muses, because honestly that hurts a lot too. Like I get they can't interact with everyone, and that's fair, but when I send every meme I constantly can and never get any back or even a like on any post, I really shouldn't be giving them my time. I can't do all of them, because then I'd miss a lot of what going on with the dash, but I'll do what I can. Maybe that will make things better.

As most know, I don't use d.iscord, so if you want my personal blog please let me know before tomorrow (7/5) at around 5. Preferably, contact me on @3000yearmonarch .

Thanks. ))

#out of birds
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((Sketch dump from this week, featuring Sensual Songbird Falkner. Mostly based off conversations with @brevetempvs and the verse where Hiroto signs a contract to go work for Yuuko in her shop.

Also featuring a potential mini muse? He/she/they (not sure yet) started out as an idea Magia and I were bouncing around but now I kind of want to make them into their own character that I could like use in a story.

Idk got a decent bit of drawing done this week.

For those who haven't heard/guessed, I'm kind of on a hiatus-type thing, but if you want to reach me, mobile is usually set to @3000yearmonarch .))

#out of birds#undescribed#Falkner mun arts#v: sensual songbird
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preuzien​:

traitor. where is that traitor. WHERE?
what a fool she was to flee in the deep forest, with anakin skywalker and tobias’ serperior narti on her trail, and yet, her foolishness has been rewarded. his anger burns hot enough to set the trees on fire with his rage as he follows the serpent’s trail while his dark/dragon prussian mandibuzz searches from above–though still no sign, not a footstep or a whisper…

WHAM!

something big and person-sized slams right into him, and they both fall to the ground. is this it? he wonders. how goddamn stupid could this bitch be to let her pursuer run right into her? but when the voice speaks, it clearly belongs to a man. someone heading in his own direction, probably on an urgent mission of his own… 
but really, who cares? as the man shoves him off, he hears narti’s slithering come to a halt. his anger spikes, like a tauros who’s just received a critical hit. how dare he run into anakin, and cause him to delay his mission even a few seconds? and then have the nerve to tell HIM to move?! oh, he could choke this man in his rage. instead all he does is turn around and yell–
      “you didn’t have to be a fucking prick about it–”
………
waitwaitwait.
what’s this?
are those–wings he sees on his back?
      “narti, you and yami keep going,” he says. “let me go after him. something’s not right about that dude.”
the mute serperior gives him a nod, barely visible in the half-moon light, before sliding off into the undergrowth.
      “hey! wait!” anakin calls, as he runs after the mysterious winged figure. “where’re you going? what’s going on?”

There was the sound of something else coming-a Pokémon, based on the way it moved-and for a moment he fell into pure panic. No! They couldn’t stop him now! He couldn’t help but feel like he was so close-

So the instant the figure’s weight shifted off him, he bolted. No hesitating, no looking back, no determining if that person was Alba’s or not.

It wasn’t like it mattered-everyone was a potential threat.

Unfortunately, he didn’t get far. Ungainly talons tangled on everything, one foot ultimately getting caught on a tree root. Falkner made an undignified squawk as he tripped and landed face first in the undergrowth. A searing pain shot up his leg as he fell. And that figure was following him, judging by their words.

“Stay away! I’m going!” He shot as he rose to unsteady feet, his wings flaring out to look more imposing (or as best he could do in-between the trees). For a brief instant he looked away to try and take a step, flinching as he put weight on the foot in question. Not broken, but certainly painful. A sprain, maybe? But he didn’t have time to ponder it. No matter how much it hurt, he was going to have to push through it if he hoped to get away. But now he had to shake this one off his tail feathers.

Glancing back just slightly and gritting his teeth, the hybrid beat his wings to unleash a powerful Hurricane in the man’s direction, then tried to force himself to run again. He could only hope that the move connected, or at least deterred the stranger from following.

#preuzien#v: less than human
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What does my muse’s voice sound like to you?

Describe the accent, tone, and / or pitch! I just want to know what my muse sounds like to yours!
#meme stuff
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@preuzien

This time, he wouldn’t fail.

Modified lungs burned, but he refused to stop running. How long had he been running? It was difficult to judge within the dense forest, with no moon in sight. Taloned feet constantly caught on the thick underbrush, sending him sprawling, cutting up his arms and legs and face and wings, but he couldn’t stop.

This wasn’t the first time the hybrid found himself in this situation: his cage left unlocked, the hallways suspiciously empty, an escape just a little too easy. He knew it was just some kind of test, or sick game, and it wouldn’t be long before they found him and dragging him back to the labs thrashing and screeching. To say nothing of what punishment awaited him after.

Perhaps he was foolish for thinking this time would be any different. But he had to at least try. There was always a slim chance.

If only he could get out of this damn forest! If he just had the space to spread his wings...

As fixated as he was on this thought, and as dark as it was, he didn’t see the person ahead of him until he was literally barreling into them, knocking them both to the ground. One of Alba’s team? He wasn’t sure, but the stranger was on top of him and his wings were pinned painfully under their bodies. He didn’t have time for this!

“Move!” Barked Falkner, already trying to shove their body off him.

#preuzien#v: less than human#I hope this works <3 lmk if I need to change anything
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“Don’t” Sentence Starters

Change word choice, punctuation, and pronouns, or add any additional context as-needed.

  • “don’t!”
  • “don’t tell anyone.”
  • “don’t laugh.”
  • “don’t cry.”
  • “don’t worry.”
  • “don’t think about that.”
  • “don’t hide!”
  • “don’t eat that!”
  • “don’t drink that!”
  • “don’t shoot!”
  • “don’t talk to them like that!”
  • “don’t make excuses!”
  • “don’t flatter yourself!”
  • “don’t say a word!”
  • “don’t go near them!”
  • “don’t lie!”
  • “don’t use it!”
  • “don’t get too close!”
  • “don’t talk!”
  • “don’t say that!”
  • “don’t leave!”
  • “don’t go there!”
  • “don’t touch that!”
  • “don’t touch me!”
  • + add your own!
#meme stuff#specify verse if needed
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Anonymous asked: Treasure chest opened! You have acquired one natu!
Send “Treasure Chest Opened! You Acquired _____” Along with an Item My Muse would obtain by opening a secrete treasure chest, Make it ANY item you want and see My Muse’s reaction to obtaining said Item.

“!!!” Excellent! What a beautiful bird! He stared down at it, reaching out to scritch under its tiny beak.

Perhaps he should show this little one to Will.

#air mail#bird buddies <3#nevermind that Falk already has an issue with his Natu teleporting everywhere
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