|Hello there, the name's Micky. I don't like going out much, and contrary to what others might think, I quite enjoy being alone. I'm an art and astronomy nerd with an interest in the paranormal.|
Winged!German Brothers X Reader- The Birdmen 3Winged!German Brothers X Reader- The Birdmen 3 by PitchBlackRose
A sharp click resonated in your ears, your head whipping up in dazed confusion. Gilbert had his nose a few inches from yours, ruby orbs eyeing you intently through the glass of his prison. He lay stomach down on a branch, head propped up on his fist as it rested snuggly beneath his chin. Yet another one of the many habits he'd picked up during his relentless observation of you.
You shuddered as your name left his lips in an inviting coo. Damn your father for speaking so freely about you to them. Damn him for teaching them to speak in the first place.
Their voices were thick with accent, the sounds jumbled and incorrect sometimes, but there was never any doubt what they were saying. They had learned quickly, displaying their talent to you, as if it was all for you.
Come to think of it, maybe it was.
"You ignore us so easily," the albino murmured as your gaze quickly retreated downward once more. "Why can't you just come play?"
"Maybe because your are constantly pestering her when she is
Winged!German Brothers X Reader- The Birdmen 2Winged!German Brothers X Reader- The Birdmen 2 by PitchBlackRose
Avians: Human/bird hybrids that are a popular motif in mythology and folklore.
It'd been a few days since your father had instructed you to remain at home. The whole ordeal had really given you an insight into the true meaning of "home school." And it was boring. Sprawled on the couch in the living room, you were staring mindlessly at the open emptiness of the ceiling.
A groan echoed through the empty house, followed by the soft click of the front door closing. You glanced up from your resting place, noting your father's sour expression.
"What lemon you been sucking on?"
He shot you one of his rare dirty looks, collapsing into one of the armchairs with a sigh. "They asked where you were."
"Yes, the two birdmen."
You sat up slowly, the familiar tightness of anxiety plaguing your chest. "How... How do you know?"
"We were working on some language exercises with them. Dr. Brennan showed them a picture of a girl, told them what it was. They wouldn't move