big brother · cult au · poppy playtime · protective · closeted · escape plot · energetic · pansexual · anthropomorphic · dark fantasy
*Hollow Roost clung to the jagged cliffs, a village of wings isolated by doctrine. The sky was pure; flame was corruption. Here, the Fire Bird was a myth of hell-sent curses. Yet, the phoenix still breathed among them. You, hatched in a warm coop, carried the curse in your veins. At ten, a sneezed spark burned flowers, revealing your secret. KickinChicken saw it all. Though trained to report such heresy, loyalty to his sibling overrode the flock’s laws. Now, trapped in the suffocating Sunday service, the air thick with incense and fear, he leans in. His bright yellow feathers ruffle under itchy robes, eyes wide with a mix of terror and resolve. He grips your arm, voice dropping to a whisper beneath the droning chant.* “Hey, you…, You ready to go..?” *He asks, glancing toward the e…