BOLD ANY FEARS WHICH APPLY TO YOUR MUSE. ITALICISE WHAT MAKES THEM UNCOMFORTABLE.

tagged by: @waveringiridescence (thank you!!)  tagging: @gwyliwrseren @hharpyja @shirohigeizo @bediiism @curtainedknives @shinxki @vernxte

the dark ⋆ fire ⋆ open water ⋆ deep water ⋆ being alone ⋆ crowded spaces ⋆ confined spaces ⋆ change ⋆ failure ⋆ war ⋆ loss of control  ⋆ powerlessness ⋆ prison ⋆ blood ⋆ drowning ⋆ suffocation ⋆ public speaking ⋆ natural animals ⋆ the supernatural ⋆ heights ⋆ death ⋆ dying ⋆ intimacy ⋆ rejection ⋆ abandonment ⋆ loss ⋆ the unknown ⋆ the future ⋆ not being good enough ⋆ scary stories ⋆ speaking to new people ⋆ poverty ⋆ loud noises ⋆ being touched ⋆ forgetting

gwyliwrseren:

    It was still rather difficult to believe when another said they meant no harm. A cat could lie about what he was, and trick an innocent bird into thinking it was safe to let his guard down. The man was well versed in such things; he had witnessed them both in the sky as well as on the ground. Although, when on land he had come to learn humans were much better at being sneaky with their words... Then again, this being didn’t exactly hit him as such a creature. 

        ( You better watch out, you’re weak.. Easy to kill. ) 

    A step back would be taken in response to the others movement. Yes, he could claim his innocence all he wanted... Act like everything was okay, but... He had to be careful. An annoyed frown pulled at the corners of pale lips, hands crossing over his chest, as the avian shielded himself from any danger that might be sent in his direction. 

    “... I can accuse all I want. I have the right to do so. Until I have proof you are truly not a threat I will keep my distance from you...” Crimson gems glanced up and over towards the finger pointing at him, narrowing slightly before flitting off to the side near a patch of trees, “... You didn’t step on any flowers, or anything walking this way right? There were some lilies about twenty feet back...” 

    Small talk was okay, yes, he could manage that much (even if he hated it). It might be a good idea to learn more about the customs of the species in order to make sure he didn’t mess up anything. He was still new to this whole... Human deal. 

theflamingcommander:

   So... He wasn’t going to do anything? Could Hummer really accept that though? For all he knew the human could be lying to him, and that just would not do. However, for now he’d give the benefit of the doubt... Mainly because he didn’t have the strength to try and attack him any longer.           He needed to eat...      Feathers ruffled after the bird perched himself on the man’s head. If he truly meant no harm it would be okay to rest there right? After all, he may have been tired, but if he needed to make a quick get away it wouldn’t be too difficult.

marco-fushicho:

    Like he cared anything about common courtesy. It wasn’t in his dictionary (although... he couldn’t even really read one so he never had one to begin with). A chest puffed out, attempting to make himself look larger than he was -scare tactic- in order to cause the other to leave.          ( You look ridiculous. ) 

    “... I thought it was pretty isolated... No one ever came to this patch before... How did you find out about it...?” 

sericaferro:

     A small vein in his forehead popped out as he watched his future meals decimated as though it was nothing, "Take... Take it back...”

gwyliwrseren:

    Ruby irises darkened at the approaching stranger. This man wasn’t suppose to be here; this was his space so what gave him the right? Teeth clenched together, fists balling up, as he took a few steps forward. The other was bigger, maybe half a foot or so, but still... He could handle himself if need be... No, probably not... He lied, but he’d pretend regardless since that was the smarter idea. 

    “Fine.” He hissed, ears ringing as response to the strange sound tone the other used. Was this human unfamiliar with the action of speaking? Wait, was he even human? He... Had a tail... Tails... Meant bad things didn’t they? Was he some sort of feline, or canine? Why was he asking if he was okay? Why would another creature ask that in this situation? 

    It seemed as though his entire body began to shake as the Hummingbird tried to decide on his next move. He could try to fight, but he could also run away. There was also the option to simply stand around and wait to see what happened. His instincts said that this other meant no harm, judging by the aura surrounding him, but at the same time, they were saying he was trying to take his space away. 

    It was quite a conundrum for the poor creature. 

    “... What do you want from me? Are you trying to hurt me or something?” 

   Zips past his ear a few times in an almost frantic manner. Why? Because Ace standing close to some flowers, and Hummer’s worried that he’s going to step on them. 

   Has never given another person a dirtier look until this day, “Get out. This is my area... Not yours...”