羽根を焦がす無数の鳥が (open!)
Who: falco grice & you!
When: march & april!
Where: gestures
What: post-surgical trauma, regains, flying (and crashing), snooping, and just general prompts to keep busy with during our pause! i’ll be adding more investigation oriented prompts later as well! absolutely free to tag in super late or backtag forever until may! hmu at
liberos if you’d like to plot something specific and i’d adore to write a fresh starter for us!
Warnings: body horror, traumatic surgical descriptions, torture, aot spoilers, mentions of war imagery, will update as things happen!

top levels in the comments!
When: march & april!
Where: gestures
What: post-surgical trauma, regains, flying (and crashing), snooping, and just general prompts to keep busy with during our pause! i’ll be adding more investigation oriented prompts later as well! absolutely free to tag in super late or backtag forever until may! hmu at
Warnings: body horror, traumatic surgical descriptions, torture, aot spoilers, mentions of war imagery, will update as things happen!
top levels in the comments!
🐤 MARCH 1 - 4: general prompts with falco still carrying the worst of his living island mutilation; locations include library, diners, groceries or honeybees!
🐤 MARCH 5: open to housemates, neighbors or passerbys; falco gets his jaw implants removed and seems pretty normal. maybe just a little tense about the how.
🐤 MARCH 6: open for sightings or interactions! falco uses his titan form to survey the city and check his limits.
🐤 MARCH 10 - FORWARD: includes prompts for spring cleaning and topsy turvy, as seen on the tdm!
🐤 MARCH 5: open to housemates, neighbors or passerbys; falco gets his jaw implants removed and seems pretty normal. maybe just a little tense about the how.
🐤 MARCH 6: open for sightings or interactions! falco uses his titan form to survey the city and check his limits.
🐤 MARCH 10 - FORWARD: includes prompts for spring cleaning and topsy turvy, as seen on the tdm!
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plus, there's a dog! it sniffs him and looks happy enough, so falco can't help but to kneel down and give his attention during the time he has to wait— it's better than paying any head to the words that could actually come to sting, no matter how many times he's heard them. ]
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archer doesn't actually say anything, he just tosses a toy for the dog to play with with falco. archer himself just... staggers back into the kitchen.
whatever, CHILD.]
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Archer? I'm here to get Falco.
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Back yard. He's playing with the dog.
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Thank you.
[If Archer doesn't want to tell him what happened, Erwin will go to the source. He lets himself in and makes his way to the backyard, where he sees Falco playing with a dog.]
So what happened over here?
[Because Erwin doubts Falco actually broke into the house. That seems more Archer's speed, frankly.]
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[ the dog is being nice to him, but falco can’t help but to keep sitting on the stairs leading into the house as he threw the dog his toy.he could keep an eye on archer that way, just in case he fell or passed out— the child is relieved enough to shoot up onto his feet, peer back inside the house, and: ]
I wanted to make sure Mister Archer was okay before I left? He . . . Saw a huge bird and hit himself with his gun, and when he woke up he didn’t remember the bird, so— [ genuine!!! concern!!! ] Head trauma’s really dangerous, sir. Can we check him?
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I'm fine. [he glances over at falco, watching as the dog brings the toy back and wags his entire back end with excitement over being given attention.] I never told you I saw a bird.
[so, wait, that was real? god damn it.]
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You saw the bird?
[Today is not that day. Erwin turns on Archer--why yes, he just absolutely believed Falco, the literal child, over what the fully grown adult man has to say--his eyes lighting up.]
Amazing, isn't it?
[Back to Falco.]
You were out practicing, weren't you? How high did you get? What are its limits? And why did you end up in Archer's backyard?
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Pretty high up, but nowhere past Santa Rosita, um, [ his face seems fine, but his ears do seem to burn. he doesn't want to lie, but he doesn't want to throw archer under a bus, but at the same time, did he really need to hide it when he was okay—? ] I didn't want him to worry.
[ nailed it. ]
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[no no. no swearing. don't want the alarm to go off again.]
You have... a giant pet bird? Sorry for shooting it, I guess.
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[Erwin glances sidelong at him, but there's no point in bitching him out. Archer actually apologised--he must like Falco--and Erwin is going to count that as a win. And shooting at a giant, bird-shaped titan is a pretty natural reaction.]
You're not hurt, are you?
[Directed at... both of them, really. Erwin assumes Falco was able to heal whatever damage Archer inflicted, but Falco also mentioned a head injury and if they're going to have to wrestle Archer to the hospital, Erwin needs to brace himself for that task.]
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[ falco nods rather rapidly, showing no signs of a bullet wound, and much less healing when it only got the titan's body. he does bring his gaze slowly to archer though, looking nervous. he didn't want to worry him and was worried for him. hospital? hospital. ]
I'm alright.
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Great. Cute reunion. Get out.
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What about you? Falco says you've had a head injury? If that's the case, we should take you to the hospital.
[Help him out here, not-son. Archer is nicer to you than he is to Erwin.]
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He hit himself hard enough to black out, sir. He could have a concussion.
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[archer hobbles around them, shoving the front door open.]
Out!
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[Yeah, Erwin isn't leaving.]
You don't want any lasting damage.