Parings; Philza x Reader (PLATONIC) Pronouns; they/them Desc; [YourName] HATES glass.
reader who also has wings but can't see glass kinda like birds and they meet by the reader flying into his window and philza patching them up from the glass.
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[YourName], a bird hybrid, had always struggled with seeing through windows. They either saw a slight reflection of herself when it was too late or avoided houses in all. [YourName] was half Crismon Rosella, capturing the attention of others through their wings which were a beautiful mixture of blue, black, and red feathers.
They loved flying, adored it, it made them feel free from their struggles and things that keep them human. The downside to flying is, as mentioned before, are houses. Houses typically had windows that were glass and glass was one of the blocks [YourName] simply couldn't see. It was like the block was non-existent! [YourName] preferred trap-door windows over the glass for that exact reason, they had weird looks when they were seen replacing their windows- but it helped them in the long run.
As a child and in school, [YourName] often ran into the glass door that they had leading to the playground. [YourName]'s face basically had a permanent bruise on their forehead for the first half of the school year, and that's where they learned to just bump into a window, recover quickly, and get back to flying. Their fear of windows as a child led them to panic preening during recess, so [YourName] does have a few scars on the base of their wings from caring to them too much. [YourName] decided they needed to get some air today, feel the wind between their wings, and feel young again. Their day-by-day schedule hadn't been too kind to them, bouncing between two nations and becoming the main person for resources; [YourName] was constantly at work. Their feet never got a break, they usually were in the mines so flying was truly never an option. [YourName] had sent a message to all the nations they provide for and took their leave for the day. They started it off by spending time at the beach, eating breakfast before just relaxing. They let their feet relax while prepping their wings for a flight- it had been a few months since they've had this time to take the type of flight they wanted to take. [YourName] was basically bouncing with each step as they roamed the lands trying to find the perfect area to take off at. Everyone was either too windy or too crowded, so when they finally found the perfect spot between an oak forest and a snow biome, [YourName] got a running start and took flight right then and there, dropping their items to the ground. They laughed with tears of joy as they swooped through the air, absolutely loving the way the wind pushed against their skin. The snow added to it. [YourName] didn't notice how far they had flown from the snowy biome and into one of the many nations they provide for. They were close to the president, so they knew they didn't exactly have to stop in their tracks and halt their flight time. [YourName] hadn't visited since the old president blew up the land, so poor [YourName] didn't exactly know the new layout- all the information they had is that they needed lots of wood and the land was built on stilts.
[YourName] hadn't noticed the long windows that accented Philza's house, he had thought they looked nice and added to his aesthetic. Philza didn't expect while he was sorting his chests upstairs to hear a loud slamming noise against his windows, he looked up just in time to see a glimpse of [YourName] falling. Philza rushed downstairs and outside to find, [YourName] floating in the waters below. [YourName] groaned out of frustration, "Fuck.." they mumbled standing up a few feathers out of place and they had a banging headache. "Are you alright?" Philza asked, holding his hat close to his chest as he looked down. [YourName] looked up, holding their head "No! But I will be, are you the one with the damned windows I flew into?" they asked, Philza flustered slightly out of embarrassment and nodded, "Cool." is all [YourName] said climbing up a provided ladder.
Once at the top, [YourName] struggled to balance so Phil assisted in getting them inside the house and to sit down. [YourName] held their head as the man rushed around and offered the other hybrid a potion, after taking it the headache went away. "Thank you, sorry, you might have smudge marks on your window" [YourName] joked making Philza laugh, "I didn't think bird hybrids really didn't see glass! That's crazy, dude!" he said sitting across from [YourName]. "I'm Philza by the way, you're..?" Philza said introducing himself "I'm [YourName], lovely meeting you.." [YourName] replied offering their hand which Philza shook with a smile. "Your wings- do you need help with them?" Philza asked standing up, "I would appreciate some gel and a towel.." [YourName] mumbled bringing a wing close and fixing the feathers that they could stick down. Philza provided what he could, watching [YourName] carefully preen their wings. They hadn't trusted Phil enough to actually let him preen for them, which he understood- you had to be close to the bird before taking care of the bird. "Do you know how to get home? You're Tubbo's resource provider, right?" Philza asked glancing outside at the sun setting. [YourName] sighed and shook their head, "No, I don't." they admitted sadly. Philza hummed, "How about you stay for the night and in the morning you can travel back with Tubbo and I" he offered. A bright smile spread across [YourName]'s face as they nodded "Sound's great!" they accepted. And that's how [YourName] and Philza met.
