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yourbelgianthings · 7 months

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aforementioned giant list of mountain goats songs for taz

sadly some characters i couldn’t find a song i thought fit for (i.e. angus) that doesn’t mean i don’t like them!!

Magnus- Against Pollution, Spent Gladiator 2, Training Montage, Billy the Kid’s Dream of Magic Shoes

Merle- Hebrews 11:40, Harlem Roulette, January 31 438, Noche Del Guajalote

Taako- Up the Wolves, Get Lonely, Get Famous

Barry- Blues in Dallas, Love Love Love

Johann- Your Belgian Things, Harlem Roulette

Lucretia- Old College Try, Heel Turn 2, Game Shows Touch Our Lives

Davenport- Idylls of the King, Maybe Sprout Wings

Hurley- Magpie, Love Love Love

Sloane- Dilaudid

Lucas- In Memory of Satan

Lup- Going Invisible 2

Taakitz- The Age of Kings, The Coroner’s Gambit

Blupjeans- Bluejays and Cardinals

Carey and Killian- Animal Mask, 1 Corinthians 13: 8-10

IPRE- High Hawk Season, Corsican Mastiff Stride, When A Powerful Animal Comes

Aubrey- There Will Be No Divorce, Dinu Lipatti’s Bones, Amy aka Spent Gladiator 1, Shadow Song, Song For An Old Friend

Duck- Midland, New Monster Avenue, In the Hidden Places, As Many Candles As Possible

Ned- Cotton, Wild Sage, Estate Sale Sign, Prowl Great Cain, The Mess Inside, Bleed Out, Going to Hungary

The Pine Guard- Fire Editorial

Pigeon- Jeff Davis County Blues

Mama- Midland, Bones Don’t Rust

Barclay- Color in Your Cheeks, If You See Light, Harbor Me

Minerva- The Young Thousands, Luna, Mobile, Clean Slate

Dani- Blueberry Frost

Keith- Alpha Rats Nest

Hollis- Alpha Rats Nest, Amy aka Spent Gladiator 1, Guys on Every Corner

Boyd- The House that Dripped Blood

Indrid- Alabama Nova

Thacker- Elijah, How to Embrace A Swamp Creature

Amber- The Recognition Scene, International Small Arms Traffic Blues, Oceanographer’s Choice, 1 John 4:16, Bones Don’t Rust, The Young Thousands, Family Happiness, Game Shows Touch Our Lives, Genesis 3:23

Devo- Cotton, Up the Wolves, Get Lonely, New Zion, Outer Scorpion Squadron, Hopeful Assassins of Zeno, Never Quite Free, Cry for Judas, Mark on You, Autoclave, Genesis 3:23

Zoox- Song for Lonely Giants, Incandescent Ruins, Autoclave

Oksana/Kodira- The Recognition Scene, Oceanographer’s Choice, Luna, Genesis 3:23

Orlean- Trick Mirror, New Zion, In Memory of Satan

The Curator- Deuteronomy 2:10

The Shoreside Community- Letter from Belgium, Going to Lebanon 2

The Coriolis Crew- Steal Smoked Fish

#message from mirph #the adventure zone #tmg #the mountain goats #taz balance #taz amnesty #taz ethersea #playlist #fandom playlist

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not-quite-graceful · 2 days

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Hey, um… with the whole “Bluejay!Jason” concept… has anybody ever considered it as an Inkheart reference instead of just a play off his name?

Follow me here, and sorry in advance, this turned into a ramble.

In the second book of the Inkheart trilogy, Inkspell, one of the main protagonists adopts a Robin Hood-esque approach to defeating the tyrant king, and adopts the name of ‘The Bluejay’ from famous folk legends and songs written by a beloved poet and often sung by travelling minstrels. He’s -Inkspell spoilers ahead, though this book is unironically older than I am- known for toppling said tyrant’s throne through the binding of a magic book (a recurring theme throughout the series, if you’ve never read it, which you should). He’s a champion among the Motley Folk, who were that world’s equivalent to a travelling circus and also regularly aid him in his quest to topple the Adderhead (the tyrant king mentioned above), and sought to help the poor and downtrodden. The Bluejay is aided and abetted by his family and friends, which include a shapeshifting wife, a daughter with the ability to make anything she reads come true, a fire-dancer who can speak to the flames, and a knife-throwing 'circus' prince with a black bear companion. (They're not called the Motley Folk for no reason, people!)

Now, consider for a moment: Little Jason Todd, in the local library, absolutely devouring the Inkheart series. It's everything a little kid could dream of in a fantasy book! And there's three of these fat books, what more could you possibly want? And he has an excuse to sit in a warm, safe building for a few hours.

Now imagine, Inkspell becomes his comfort book. Of course it does- every kid had one, and I can't imagine an orphan who grew up alone on the streets of Gotham picking anything other than a story about a strange man helping the opressed and downtrodden in a land he grows to call his own with the help of his family- and The Bluejay is an excellent father to his daughter, too, of course Jason pictured himself as part of that family, as whisked away into that world.

And of course, the rest of the series is wonderful too -Inkheart is where it all began, after all, and Inkdeath is the final triumph over evil!-, but Inkspell is a story about becoming. About learning to be more than you were born as- after all, if Mo the simple bookbinder could become the hero The Bluejay, what could Jason the street orphan become?

Maybe, instead of discovering this book in a library, he found it in the trash. And maybe he wondered, as he read it, why anyone would ever want to throw away the tale of Mo the Blujay, of Meggie the Silvertongue, of Resa the brave swift, of Dustfinger the loyal Fire-Dancer? (And maybe the last one took a while to get there, but he did get there! Eventually! And maybe Jason can understand why it took Dustfinger so long to truly come to trust someone again, because trust is a terribly dangerous thing to give to someone, because you can never really know what they'll do with it.) Maybe he read it through without knowing anything about Capricorn or The Shadow or why they feared the man named Basta, because they hadn't thrown away the first book, only the second. Maybe he wept for the death of Dustfinger, at the very end, because he didn't know that Death wouldn't keep him, because they hadn't thrown away the third book.

Maybe Inkspell found its place among his most treasured possessions. Maybe, when he met Batman and Bruce Wayne in one night and his life changed forever, Inkspell came with him, with its familiar story and characters and world and sorrows.

Maybe one of the first things Bruce did, upon seeing Jason reading that same battered old paperback, was to order Inkheart and Inkdeath and leave them in his room. Maybe that was when Jason started to realize that he wasn't going to leave forever.

(Maybe Jason and Dick would play Motley Folk together, because Dick was in the circus and could most certainly throw knives, even if it gave Bruce a heart attack every time he saw it.)

And maybe, after he could no longer have Robin, he remembered that old paperback book, that old story and that old world, and he thought of a new name for himself.

Bluejay, he thought, as he picked up the book that had been his constant companion for so many years. I'll be The Bluejay.

(I don't really know what this is. I saw some Bluejay!Jason art the other day and just started thinking of the Inkheart trilogy and the fact that Jason would absolutely have read it and probably loved it. And then it spiralled.)

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bruciemilf · 2 years

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Hi, do u have any more headcanons abt Bruce getting hit on/objectified by creepers and his kids (specifically jason) being protective? i can't get enough <3

You have no inkling of idea on how much I could babble away on this concept.

I just think it's a tragically beautiful thing, - even though in Gotham ' tragic' is just 'beautiful' with different letters, - because Bruce is used to it. He handles objectification and sinisterly intentioned advances like he does patrol.

Guarded up and ready for pain.

And his kids hate seeing it, loathe to watch it play out, because Brucie is a gilded weapon. It keeps suspicion away, but it puts Bruce in a helpless position. Like the hanged man on a bucket.

But for Jason is especially hard. He's not socially trained like Tim, all pressed suits and slicked up hair and diamond smiles, ready for suing. He's not media tailored like Dick either. He'll never be Bruce's perfect bluejay, who can joke about dooming you without joking at all.

He's Jason; Jason swallows rain and spits lighting, and Crime Alley kills boys but births strong men. (Even if he shouldn't have been strong. He should've been a kid.)

It takes LITTLE for Jason to jump into action. An intrusive hand on Bruce's back, a glassy, shameless stare from old guys that tell Jason age and morality are low on their priority lists.

" You have to keep calm about things like these," Bruce, - his Papi, his father, everything wrong and everything right, his home in skin, - says, placating and chillingly soft. " Men like that never learn."

" I'm not looking to educate corpses."

" Well, you're never getting 'Teacher of the year' with that attitude," he smiles, then, that half-moon grin he never performes for the media. It's too loving and too private and too authentic for magazines.

" It'll be okay soon. I just have to give my speech and we can go."

" Just don't choke up this time."

Bruce raises his finger warningly, " Don't exploit your one good joke, Jay." He says, no offence behind it. He makes Jason lean down to press a kiss on his cheek and on his way he goes.

Tim sneaking up on him stopped being a surprise. He always does this, becoming one with Jason's shadow, slithering around, teasing good naturedly and welcoming Jason's jabs with his own.

" I think Roman Sionis just went out for a smoke. In Gotham. By himself. Can you believe that? Natural selection will get that guy at some point."

Roman is half dumbass, half confident dumbass, because he somehow omitted seven dangerous details watching him more or less harass Bruce all night. And Harley has her own history book for the guy.

Jason is more danger than man. He's sunshine with claws and his bullets are hungry. " Meet you in the back?"

" I'll bring the batarangs."

#asks #PROTECTIVE PUPPY JASON MY BELOVED #bruce wayne #jason todd #tim drake #protective jason todd #batman #dc #dc comics #batfamily #text #text post

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autisticlenaluthor · 7 months

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Supercorptober - Kara

TW: Grief

There’s a plastic pillow Kara sleeps with every night. It’s blue and crunches when laid against, with a thin white case that falls off whenever jostled. It’s so flat— flat like a pancake or another sheet. At least, that’s how Eliza tries to justify it when Kara catches her trying to throw it out while cleaning her room.

Kara takes the thing back with a speed she didn’t know she possessed and returns it to her bed, making sure it’s known that she is keeping her pillow for as long as she lives. She needs it the way she needs air, and that explanation is bursting to escape. It’s the last thing she has, her last real connection. But there’s no way to say that, no way to ever give its meaning justice when Kara knows Eliza will never truly get it.

Because she was in the waiting room when Kara went with Casey and the EMTs who took a sleeping Lena, still in her bed, up to the helipad on the roof. She didn’t see the helicopter (the life flight, as the hospital called it) and all the medics standing around it, waiting for Lena’s arrival. No, Kara was the one who felt the frigid wind rushing through her hair, prickling at her face from such a height, it made her nauseous just to stand.

She was the one who felt the chilling loneliness. That indescribable twinge in her chest as she watched them move, counting down seconds in her head until Lena was taken from her. Kara had stood, on an island by herself, surrounded by people, as she watched her best friend be slowly and strategically transferred from her bed to a stretcher, where she was strapped down at the legs, stomach, and chest. She’d been holding her breath when they made the switch, and has been clinging to it ever since.

When Lena was finally moved, Kara was the one who was handed the plastic pillow she had been lying on for three weeks straight when Casey carefully swapped it out for a clean one. Kara took it and hugged it close to her chest, while Casey adjusted the blankets and stroked Lena’s cheek with her palm.

Six months later, and Kara’s still hugging that pillow every chance she gets.

She doesn’t have Lena anymore. She doesn’t know if anyone does.

But she has the thing that kept her best friend comfortable. And on the days when the world seems especially quiet, it makes it that much easier for Kara to keep looking for her.

She sees her in twilight skies, when the air is filled with stars and the orange sunrise after another sleepless night. In the bracelet that hangs from Kara’s wrist, made of string now tinted brown from dirt and wear, so unlike the vibrant green and orange thing it was three years ago. It makes Kara cry at first when she sees a picture of how it used to look; so pretty and put together. But like so many other things, she learns to be okay with it. Because to be loved is to be changed and nothing has changed her more than Lena.

Lena’s nowhere. But she’s everywhere.

And suddenly, Kara is eleven years old again, thinking about the girl who bought her vending machine candy and made friendship bracelets with her to distract her from the fact that her parents were dying. She’s looking for Lena in every stranger on the street and every shadow she passes. Wondering if one day, she’ll get lucky and sprain her ankle or break a finger and see her in an Urgent Care waiting room.

She looks for signs the way she does with her parents.

When two bluejays land on Kara’s windowsill on the first day of spring, she knows undoubtedly it’s her mom and dad coming to say hello. And when she spots a double rainbow while walking home from school with Alex in a thunderstorm, she can feel it’s the two of them looking out and making sure they get home safely.

But with Lena, they’re a double-edged sword. It stings when she’s reminded of just how much she doesn’t know and it stings when she’s hit with the reality that maybe Lena really is gone and maybe these moments aren’t just the universe letting her know she’s alright.

It hurts in ways she’ll never be able to explain to lose both parents in an instant. But for all that pain, at least Kara will never have to wonder again if it’s real. She’ll never fear for the day she’ll be told they were out there all this time but now, they’re dead.

Kara thinks back to that evening on the helipad more often than she’ll admit. When she’s alone in her room, hugging Lena’s pillow close (the last thing she touched. The last thing of hers) it becomes increasingly harder to filter out those thoughts.

It was never an emergency. They were transferring her to another hospital– one in Metropolis that the Luthors had bought for her. It was a newer facility with doctors who had bigger names and researchers who in seconds, could put the ones in Gotham to shame.

Casey had said it was better this way. It meant they’d get to say ‘see you later’ (not goodbye, never goodbye) – a luxury not every loved one gets. And perhaps this hospital was an act of love from the Luthors. They were putting Lena’s needs before theirs, and that had to stand for something.

Kara doesn’t know. She doesn’t know anything, except that Lena’s a hundred miles away, or in another world, and still, she consumes her.

She’s the reason Kara checks out medical textbooks from the library that she studies instead of her homework. She’s why Kara gets on her knees before bed and for the first time in years, prays to a God she isn’t sure she believes in anymore (because what kind of God could allow one person to lose their world so many times?). She asks for Lena to still be alive because she deserves a chance to get away from all the hatred in her life and to finally live for herself. She asks for her to be healthy and in remission, with the beautiful, thick hair, she’s spent the past three years missing.

And even though it feels selfish– her problems pale in comparison to cancer, Kara asks for a sign. A real one to show Lena is still out there.

In the weeks that follow, she feels ridiculous for hoping. It’s like throwing a penny into a fountain and asking for a thousand dollars– those things never come true.

Until one day, she stops at the library after school instead of going home. The librarian stops her before she can find the non-fiction section and asks Kara to come to the front desk.

Kara does as she’s told, wrapping her fingers around her backpack straps as she waits to be told she’s finally been caught on overdue books or she’s being kicked out for coming in without an adult. But there’s nothing. No scolding. No reprimanding.

“You’re always reading those medical books,” the librarian says instead. “So I set one of these aside for you. I thought you might find it interesting. Came in yesterday.”

She pulls out a magazine and hands it across the table to Kara. It’s thick like a book with glossy paper– the kind of thing they keep in doctors’ offices and hospital waiting rooms. And when she sees the cover, Kara nearly faints.

It’s Lena. Fourteen-year-old alive Lena. Lena, who has short, dark curly hair. Lena, who is free of her NG tube and central line, who wears makeup– real makeup, and freckles on her cheeks from finally going outside.

Lena Luthor - the Medical Marvel of the Oncology World, the cover reads. The most incredible nine words Kara has ever seen.

She can’t help the way she beams down at the photo. Her heart pounds so hard it feels like it could beat right out of her chest, but Kara doesn’t care. Lena is alive and she’s okay.

For the first time in seven months, Kara feels like she can breathe again.

#supercorptober2023 #supercorp fanfiction #five more minutes #kara danvers #lena luthor

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quitealotofsodapop · 7 months

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I love how all macaques are just cats also the separate thing of them all wearing exclusively dark colors and then there’s smash. That must have been a fun surprise for everyone lol.

It's like when there's a group of ravens and crows, and a bluejay shows up. The group is still a murder; just one is wearing brighter colors. Also do we forget that Meihouwang!Mihou be wearing almost only pink?

LMK Macaque: Sunset oranges (+red accents), blacks, and purples almost exclusively. He either dresses like Velma from Scooby Doo, or he's busting out the historical-inspired finery.

HeroIsBorn LEM: Royal purple and gray all the time. it's his fave colours. Started wearing royal purple to mock an emperor who limited it's use to royalty, and got way too attached to the shade. Default clothing is a loose purple chiton-style (almost similar to Mihou) dress. Will wear baggy robes/shenyi-style hanfus for the cold/comfort.

Reborn LEM: Mostly dark grays with small breaks of orchid-like pinks and purples. Doesn't even notice that they naturally dress like a goth. Only wears the same kind of gray long-sleeved hanfu - comfort item.

NewGods!Macaque: Old greaser/punk style of all shiny black jackets and jeans with metal accessories. Very rarely has a saturated color on - often something "borrowed" (shirt, hat, tie etc) from his husband.

Netflix!LEM: Dresses like a graveyard. Lots of ash gray and black. Only saturated color is blood red. Either in armor, underwear, or naked, barely any inbetween. Modesty is a human thing after all.

2000sCartoon LEM: Copies whatever his Wukong is wearing. Slowly beginning a goth transformation the more he becomes defined from the shadows. Enjoys leggings and loose t-shirts.

Meihouwang Mihou: Pink! Pink tunics and dresses galore. Maybe the occasional light yellow flowers. No dark tones on this lad.

Smash Legends LEM: Lots of different loud colours in the blue-purple range with black accompaniments + the opposite end in pink and white. Depending on their mood they could be wearing all neon purple and black goth/scene wear, or wearing an unapologetic lilac regency gown while drinking bubble tea. The other Macaques wonder how big their wardrobe is.

NewGods!Macaque: "Going any place fancy?" Smash!LEM: "Nah, just wanted to feel a little Pride and Prejudice today." LMK!Mac: *nods in understanding*

Group of goths with two almost-goths and one brightly-dressed lad. They will steal any free/unused clothing from Smash LEM's wardrobe if given permission.

#wukongverse #six eared macaque #liu er mihou #lego monkie kid #lmk #monkey king hero is back #monkey king reborn #new gods nezha reborn #meihouwang #the monkey king netflix #smash legends #journey to the west: legends of the monkey king

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msfcatlover · 5 months

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Throwing together a masterpost for my Reverse!Robins costumes

Sidekicks: [Moonbeam Duke], [Moonbeam Cass], [Moonbeam Dick] [Shadow Damian], [Shadow Steph], [Shadow Tim], [Shadow Jason] [Spoiler Steph], [Spoiler Tim], [Spoiler Jason]

All Grown Up: [Signal Duke], [Nightwing Damian], [Black Bat Cass], [Death Mask Steph], [Oracle Tim], [Bluejay Jason]

In the Future: [Batman Cass], [Black Bat Jason], [Robin Dick]

(Oh gods, I'm in so over my head...)

For the record, my philosophy on superhero costume design is:

At least tries to pass for practical combat gear (given the their skill/power set).

Hides their identity.

Theoretically simple enough to be drawn in a monthly comic without needing to cut out too many details or bog down the artist/s.

Stays true to the character's personality & tastes, usually drawing from costumes we've seen in canon.

(If those costumes were supposedly designed by the character themselves, even better.)

(While keeping in mind that legacy titles will come with designs that the character is iterating on, rather than starting from scratch.)

Would look cool both standing still & in motion.

Probably a good idea if there's somewhere they could store all their gear---pockets, utility belt, etc.---but it's a fun bonus rather than a requirement.

#my life #mine #reverse!robins

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astranite · 5 months

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Blue-Grey

Some Early IR and post-Bereznik Jeff and Scott, featuring the blue sash Scott would've had if not for everything.

Hurt/comfort. Mentioned PTSD given post-Bereznik.

(I wrote this yesterday completely not meaning to, didnt post it because it was too late and I needed to get some sleep, and completely forgot about it until now!)

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“So how do I look?” Scott gave a spin, showing off the form-fitting, blue tactical suit and sash they’d decided was going to be the uniform for International Rescue.

Jeff gave a thumbs up, swallowing the lump in his throat. His boy had come so far.

From the kid who’s eyes were always on the skies, to the young man who couldn’t be without them. From who he returned as, when he thought he’d never live to see them again.

Scott was still too thin, bones prominent in the way of lost weight instead of harmless youthful ganglyness, but it was sights better than it had been. Getting back into training meant he was even gaining some more muscle again. The dark shadows under his eyes seemed permanently stamped there, but there was some spark back in the blue. He woke up yelling from nightmares on occasion, flinched if someone touched him without warning, and watched the exits, but the flashbacks in the daytime were far rarer and Scott was more like himself again. Talk even was of getting him back into duty, not yet, but now it was soon becoming a possibility.

The move to the island had done them all good. And IR, a project, a focus to drive their energy towards. A grand goal to do everything they could to prevent another family from experiencing the sort of loss his had.

Scott was watching him, even as he adjusted and readjusted the blue baldric, fidgeting with the buckles. Jeff had picked out blue for Scott, just as he’d given each of the older boys their favourite colours (and well, there were some left for the younger ones if they happened to want to be a part in a few years.) He’d taken the silver for himself, know it was the right choice when Scott’s face lit up at his own bright blue.

But right now that grin was forced and faltering. Scott’s teeth worried at his lower lip, eyes fixed on the floor between glances up, looking to him for direction.

Jeff despised the easy confidence that hellhole had stolen. And everything else that had been taken from his kid.

He swallowed again and stepped towards Scott, smiling and telegraphing his movements.

Gentle fingers tipped up Scott’s chin so he could meet his eyes.

“You look like you’re gonna go far, Bluejay. And I’m here now to cheer you on every step of the way,” Jeff told him.

Scott’s intake of breath was sharp with disbelief.

A quiet, “Dad,” and a shake of his head followed it.

“I believe in you, son,” he said firmly, and tugged Scott into a gentle hug.

Jeff was rewarded by Scott leaning into him, head finding its way to be buried at his shoulder.

Even if he hadn’t always been there. On long missions, after Lucy… Well, here he was now.

All he could do was wrap his arms around his Scott, and hope that even with all the ways he’d failed him, that somehow he could still protect his son from the world.

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(I have more Thoughts about Scott and Jeff, and Jeff throwing them all into IR, maybe a bit too much, too fast with too few people to help and hold them up, and then the Zero-X happens, and I don't think Jeff planned for that--- But I think that's more for another story!)

#thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds fanfiction #scott tracy #jeff tracy #post bereznik #early international rescue #astrawrite

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blu3cl0v3rs · 7 months

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Ninjago Badly explained by Me

Season 2

First off, names for those who didn't understand them from my first post

Wu- Gandalf

Cole- Coal

Jay- Bluejay

Kai- Spiky

Zane- Freezy

Nya- Meow

Lloyd- Trauma Child

Garmadon- the devil

Porple snek- Pythor P. Chumsworth

Now adding,

Dareth- Brownie

Misako- Satan's Wife

Overlord- Purple Blob

Cyrus Borg- Cyborg

P.I.X.A.L.- Pixie Dust

Season 2: "The Ninja" work minimum wage while the devil teams up with the sneks and Gandalf and Meow fuck off... somewhere? Idk, then the devil repetitively tries to take down "The Ninja" through dumb methods like creating evil doubles and reviving ancient predators. "The Ninja" kicks Brownie's ass and starts training in his dojo. Trauma Child magically ages up with tea. The devil gets betrayed by the sneks, and finds an evil shadow blob, who we'll call Purple Blob, that gets the devil to unlock a new level of Ninjago's map.

The devil gets possessed by Purple Blob, and Trauma Child turns gold and learns god's fighting style. Trauma Child laser beams the evil and Purple Blob out of the devil, who becomes an old DILF we'll call Trauma Father.

First | Previous | Rewrite | Next

I might rewrite this one when i rewatch the season

#ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago season 2 #lloyd ninjago #kai ninjago #nya ninjago #cole ninjago #zane ninjago #jay ninjago #wu ninjago #overlord #ninjago dareth #ninjago pythor #ninjago misako #blu3 badly explains ninjago #edit: i messed up #pixal and cyrus aren't in season 2 #idk why their names are there

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am-i-obsessed---maybe · 8 months

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Mother Of Shadows (Shadow Of A Bluejay Ch. 7)

A lot of backstory in this one and you know what that means... It's oc time! I like to think of Lady Lilith having just a nice evil british accent, real classic villain vibes. Anyway we're getting closer to the end. We've passed the halfway mark at least so don't forget to tell me what you think of this series so far in my ask box👍

I really wanna get some feedback on how it's going so far, especially if you read the original SHadow Of A Bluebird

Series Masterlist

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Star City September 21, 14:30 PST

The final bell couldn't have rang soon enough. Today had been miserable. A physics pop quiz, english presentation day and you'd been up late the night before on patrol and to make it all worse it was hot. So very hot.

You were sweating as you walked out of school only to hear a loud honk when you tried to cross the street.

You turned around, trying to find the moron who honked only to see Roy waiting in one of Ollie's less flashy cars.

You ignored him and tried once again to cross only for him to honk again. This time people were looking.

You weren't typically the self conscious type but it was getting really uncomfortable so you gave in, walking over to Roy if only to tell him to shut it with the horn.

As you approached he lowered his window.

"Hey—" He tried.

"What are you doing here?" You questioned.

"I'm picking you up" He said.

"The first day of school was almost a month ago so I'll repeat. What are you doing here?" You asked again and he groaned.

"Just get in the car will you?" He asked but you stood your ground.

"No. Why are you here? You refuse to answer my texts, you don't pick up my calls, you walk off when we try to invite you onto the team and then when you need help you call Kaldur. You didn't even ask me, you went straight to him so why all of a sudden do you wanna see me?" You questioned and you heard another car behind him honk. He was holding up the parent pick up line.

"Will you just get in the car?!" He exclaimed and when you heard the start of another honk you gave in yet again, slamming the car door behind you as you buckled in. Roy drove off and yet no answer.

"Are you seriously gonna make me ask you again?" You asked, you'd taken a seat in the middle of the bench in the back.

"I wanted to say..." His volume fell off as he spoke.

"What?" You asked.

"I wanted to say I was sorry. I shouldn't have ignored you" He said. You weren't expecting that, though your heart hoped for a long time to hear those words. Three months to be exact.

"And the mission with Kaldur?" You asked.

"I called the cave, he was just the one there" Roy said.

"Yeah, so you went and unified the Rhelaias with him." You grumbled

"will you get out of your own ass for a second, this is important" Roy said and you rolled your eyes one last time.

"yeah, you're apologizing, not a common occurrence" You said.

"And I wanted to show you something." He said and turned into an empty parking lot and pulled out a file, handing it to you.

"what's this?" You asked.

"Open it" He said and carefully you did.

It read:

Mother Of Shadows

Project Iteration A-15

"Where did you get this?" You asked. You hadn't heard that name since Dinah took you in.

"I've been investigating the Shadow's dealing since I went solo, found that in an old lab." Roy said, "Now do you wanna get in the front so we can figure out what to do about this together?" He asked.

"You mean like, a mission? Just the two of us?" You asked and he nodded, smiling.

"Just like old times" He said.

Himalayan Mountains

September 22, 04:53 PKT

You looked out over the snowy mountain peak, snatching the binoculars from Roy.

"Are you sure the rest of the file is here?" You asked him.

"Yes. According to my info this is the base they moved their medical facilities to. Since I found the first file in the remains of their previous base the rest has to be here." Roy explained. He covered his usual suit with a white parka to protect from the cold and try to blend in while you simply used your polar stealth suit.

You nodded, giving him back the binoculars.

"Race you to the bottom of the base" You said and jumped down the mountain side.

"Hey, no fair, you got a head start" He complained, shooting a grappling arrow down to the base of the base and grappling down after you.

When Roy first gave you the file you were skeptical, you didn't want anything to do with the League Of Shadows especially Project MOS, the project that created you.

20 years ago Ra's Al Ghul went looking for a way for his shadows to be able to go toe to toe with the super powered heroes that appeared. The original heroes, the Justice Society didn't bother Ra's. But the Justice League, that was an issue. They thwarted him and his plans and he couldn't have that so he tried to create his own super powered shadows. He recruited a team of scientists who slowly found and isolated a group of genes. They had dozens of test subjects. None of them were successful. Not until you.

To no one's surprise you won the race.

"Beat ya" You said cheekily and Roy rolled his eyes.

"You cheated and we both know it" He said but the smirk on his lips told you it was all jest.

The two of you snuck your way in, working together like a well oiled machine. Three months had passed since you'd so much as had a full conversation with him but the two of you worked as if it'd only been a few minutes.

You made it into the records room without raising alarm and began to look through the filing cabinets.

You groaned, having gone through another row of files, "I can't tell what kind of organizational system this is, we can't just spend hours sifting through this" you said.

"Stop complaining and just look" Roy said and you huffed. The next few minutes were quiet and then the sounds of a body hitting the floor.

"Red Arrow—" You said and gasped as you saw what was in front of you.

Shadows filled the halls, all standing behind a woman, Roy's body unconscious on the floor below her.

You took a step back and collided with the filling cabinets.

When Ra's Al Ghul found his team of scientists he put one of his own in charge, after all he had to make sure that this crew stayed loyal to him with their findings. The woman he placed in charge of Project A- Mother Of Shadows was a woman by the name of Lady Lilith. A Geneticist who claimed she could find the purpose of any gene.

"It has been a long time, my child, have you finally come home?" The woman asked.

"What have you done to him?" You asked, fear flowing into your posture and voice.

"He is only knocked out. He will be fine. You on the other hand... I thought I taught you better than to get caught" She said.

After 14 failed attempts to create her own superhumans Lady Lilith decided that the only way to succeed was to use new donors. Until that point they had only used eggs and sperm from specimens that held the group of genes they discovered were responsible for the development of superhuman abilities. None of the tests born of those specimens survived long enough. Instead they used Lady Lilith as a donor. She did not possess the superhuman genes. Instead She spliced together multiple of the previous donors to create a viable embryo.

The woman motioned for the shadows to enter and two took hold of your arms.

"Come now child, we have tests to run" The woman said. "And bring the other one, we would not want any harm to come to him"

Infinity Island 5 years ago

You stood panting and sweaty in your black stealth suit, the rest of the combatants lying dead on the ground of the training room floor.

Lady Lilith stood on the balcony above, watching happily.

"As promised Great One, a superpowered shadow at your disposal" She said, pointing at you.

You fell to your knees in exhaustion. Still panting heavily. You were only 10 years old. Your body wasn't designed for such extreme exertion though perhaps it was made for it.

"And is flight the only ability they have developed?" Ra's asked.

"Do not misunderstand Lady Lilith, this quite satisfactory but I only think, what use is flight alone against super strength or speed?" He continued.

"Give it time oh, Great One. It is still early and the genetic potential for more remains" She said.

League Of Shadows Base, Himalayan Mountains September 22, 07:07

You'd been poked, prodded and examined since the shadows brought you into what appeared the be the base's lab, strapped down to the table. Beside you Roy was laid out, the same tests were being done to him, or maybe they were different, you weren't sure but he too was poked and prodded.

"Alright child, up you go" The voice of Lady Lilith said over a speaker as the restraints around your wrists and ankles opened. You sat up slowly and looked beside you to Roy.

"What do you want mother?" You asked wearily.

"Oh stop asking these silly questions and get up" She said.

She led you out to a training ground where she pushed you down the stairs. As your body fell you jumped into the air, landing niceley at the bottom.

"Let's see just what Canary has taught you darling" She said and clapped her hands, a dozen shadows running out onto the training grounds around you.

The first one tried to tackle you. He failed miserably.

The next attacked with his sword, it soon became your sword and on and on it went, all the while Lady Lilith stood above and watched.

When the final shadows laid unconscious on the ground you looked up, panting.

"What are you doing to Red Arrow?" You asked and Lady Lilith smiled.

"It's so sweet how much you care for that boy, he came all the way here with you so I assume he knows your history, what a surprise how fine he is with it" She commented.

"What do you want mother?" You asked, disheartened.

"Oh it's not what I want dear. It's what you will give" She said.

"I won't come back!" You told her, surprisingly boldly.

"Oh darling we discontinued project MOS ages ago. We work with mercenaries now. Of course someone with your abilities can always come in handy" She said and you understood.

"And what would you do if I said no?" You asked but Lady Lilith laughed.

"well will you?" She asked.

"I'm not the person you trained me to be" You told her and her smile was eery.

"Darling child, if you want to believe a few years with some heroes can undo years of training as well as genetics be my guest but I'm sorry to tell you that unlike the surprisingly accepting Red Arrow the rest of your team may not understand as much" She said, slowly coming down the stairs.

"How do you?" You asked but she tutted and shook her head.

"You didn't think we'd just let Canary take you off without keeping a watchful eye? Before you decide think about what Aqualad would say about your past. What about Kid Flash? Or Robin?" She asked. Once she was close enough she took your face in her palm.

"Do you think the Justice League would trust you if they knew just how many people you've killed?" She asked and you tried to look away. The only ones who knew everything about you were Dinah and Ollie and this was exactly why it was important that it stay like that.

"What about Red Arrow? Does he know? Does he accept you anyway?" She asked and tears began to flow down your cheeks under your mask.

"Please just, don't tell them" You whispered.

"Of course not my child. I would never" She said and placed a small device into a pouch on your utility belt.

"Now, I think it's time you took your sidekick friend home, don't you?" She asked.

Half an hour later you were helping a barely conscious Roy back up a Himalayan mountain.

"We can't just leave" He tried to say but you shook your head.

"I don't care about the file. We were lucky the shadow that got you didn't have time to alert anyone else" You lied.

"Now come on, we're going home" You told him.

#reader insert #dc x reader #gn reader #gender neutral reader #yj x gender neutral reader #yj x reader #young justice x reader #metahuman reader #shadow of a bluejay #roy harper #red arrow #league of shadows

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butcherlarry · 11 months

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Exercise Fic Recs 19

Happy Pride! Have some fanfic recs ✨🌈🦄🏳‍🌈✨🌈👽💖🦇

bloodletting by TheResurrectionist (Superbat, wip. Star Wars/Mandalorain cross over)

Sweat it Out by supermanstoddlerleash (Superbat, complete. Short fic about Clark being fascinated by Bruce’s body as he works out)

Save fae-ce by oliviaandersonisntmyrealnamelol (Batfam, wip. Continuation of fae Bruce and his fae children, Tim edition)

Cigarettes and Hypocrites by minnow_doodle_doo (Batfam, complete. Outsider prospective. Bruce and smoking and dealing with grief)

Roadtrip Vigilantes series by Beabasball (beabaseball) (Batfam, wip. Bruce stays with the League of Shadows, but then decides to leave after meeting Dick.)

All Roads by ChrisLeon (Superbat, complete. Kal-el comes to Earth as an adult, becomes a superhero, and befriends Batman. Then become more than friends (if you know what I mean *wiggles eyebrows*)).

Sham-pagne by ChrisLeon (Superbat, complete. Superman and Bruce Wayne start “dating” after Superman was photographed flying to Wayne manor after being injured. Shenanigans ensue.)

Fear Needs Hope by ChrisLeon (Superbat, complete. Identity porn shenanigans!)

Unreasonable Love by elizabethgee (Superbat, wip. ALIEN CLARK DEALING WITH ALIEN FEEEEEELINGS TOWARD BRUCE. I was SO PUMPED when I saw this fic update, and the latest chapter is SO GOOD. GO READ IT. NOW.)

Dad’s New Boyfriend by TheClamBeforetheStorm (Bruharvey/Twobats, wip. The batkids are not happy about Bruce’s new boyfriend, but they each come to accept it after seeing how they make each other happy)

Croissant and latte (mudslide!)

This big guy was perched on top of my work’s roof when I got there. I had to take a picture!

I love the green heron’s neck, it looks like a weird extension out of his body:

TORTLE ON TORTLE ROCK

A robin! With his breakfast!

Babieessssss! They’re getting so big!

Red-winged black bird:

House finch!

The blue heron decided to come down from the roof:

I think this is a northern rough-winged swallow:

Got to the arboretum and took some pictures of pretty flowers:

Butterfly!!!

I tried to get a picture of a cardinal in flight. It kinda worked? It looks like he’s zooming around like Superman!

An eastern phoebe? I think? Or some kind of flycatcher:

LOOK AT THIS COOL DRAGONFLY! I GASPED WHEN I SAW THE PICTURE!

LOOK AT THIS BARRED OWL!!! YOU CAN SEE AN INDIGO BUNTING TOOOOOOOO!!!!!

A white-tailed deer! She was hongry:

white-breasted nuthatch!

indigo bunting again:

I don’t know why, but this picture of a cardinal cracks me up! It looks like he’s questioning all his life decisions:

The plant had so many butterflies on it!

MORE TORTS:

ngl, this guy looks pretty chill:

This is the second time in a row I’ve seen a ruby-throated hummingbird on the top of this tree! Maybe they like the vantage point?

waterfalls!

TORTLE DETECTED. He just poked his head out and then hid under the water:

More waterfalls! This one is a new one! I can’t wait for the construction to be done so I can see all the new areas:

a flycatcher (?) checking out the new area:

Bluejay! He was a bit shy and didn’t want to show his face :(

More pretty flowers and scenery:

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sketchbloom · 2 years

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artfight’s wrapping up, so i figured i’d go ahead and post the attacks i made here! i wanted to keep it low-key which is why i haven’t posted about it until now “^_^ if i don’t have a tumblr for the recipient i’m gonna link to their artfight pages, but let me know if you want me to edit the links! in order:

Mossy Fool - @flame-shadow

Miracle - smoreslug

Carly - Ghostcorpses

Sweet Potato and Lili - @tippydoorman

Glimm LeStrange - CoolattasLab

Bluejay - @bluejaaay

Facade - @sphor-art

Arua/Quil (and friends) - @sharkiethedork

Pickle - oliverwoodxox

didn’t get to everyone i wanted to attack this year unfortunately BUT! there is always next year so watch out!!!

#art #artfight #art fight 2022 #team bloom #animation #actually i'm not going to tag the fandoms for the fancharacters but like You Know What's Goin On #others ocs

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birdhouseblog23 · 1 month

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Hi, my name is BlueJay short for B.J. Welcome back to my Yu-Gi-Oh rambles Duel Links edition.

So, I just got back into Duel Links lore now that I got caught up with the stories of the events, I will be discussing a little bit about my reaction towards the ending of the Ghost Gal event story since I missed it and I am SUPER late to the party but it's okay.

Spoilers if you have not read the Ghost Gal storyline in Duel Links. Get ready for the rambling:

-First off holy crap it is great to see Ghost Gal again. Can't wait to unlock her. Her story may be short, but it's just great to see one of my favorite characters in the game because I want to play the Altergiest deck. Welcome Back Queen 👑.

-So apparently ALL the worlds in Duel Links are connected through not just the digital crystal cloud system but the NUERON NETWORK as a whole branching out to other timelines at an increasing rate?! Well damn, Declan was defiantly right to tell Yuya and the gang that another dimensional war is coming, and it's coming much faster than we anticipated.

-Without a shadow of a doubt, Seto Kaiba probably knew all this bull crap was going to happen, at least that's what I think. All I'm saying is that Kaiba probably knew the neuron network was expanding at a much faster rate than expected. Keep in mind the whole point of the creation of Duel Links was to resurrect the Pharoh, even if it meant resurrecting all the other past antagonists from OTHER TIMESLINES that are major threats to the Duel Links Worlds. Like did this man not have a plan in case this gets out of hand??? He probably said to hell with it, and let the whole situation handle itself considering there are skilled duelists in the different worlds to stop the threat arising because all of them have been through this song and dance before. And yet.. my guy... Mr. Kaiba sir.. THE CALCULATIONS AREN'T MAKING SENSE. YOU ARE PUTTING PEOPLE AT RISK.

-So the chances of another big bag antagonist dwelling in the deep reaches of Duel Links makes a lot of sense. Kaiba Corp can't be the only one that knows the full potential of dual links and the neuron link. Sure we have other corporations like SOL Tech and Leo Corp., but even those operations still have a lot to learn from Duel Links's potential. We don't know what this mysterious threat may be but it sure as heck gonna lead to a giant all-out dimensional dueling royal that'll make the Battle City arc blush with glee. My tiny theory is that Ai might be the key to stopping this looming threat from terrorizing the worlds that might seep into the real world. Just another thing to keep note of, Ai was resurrected in a new body. This may not be the Ai we know but a 2.0 copy that has all the memories from the past Ai. This Ai might go through the same arc as the original Ai from the anime, becoming an antagonist who will plan out everything for his demise just to ensure the safety of Duel Links and protect Yusuke. Or it could be the other way around. All I can say is that I am not ready for another heartache. The Vrains ending got me messed up. Let Ai enjoy being with his friends damn it.

-This only makes my theory on Yusaku stepping into his Homura Akemi rebellion arc a lot scarier than I expected it to be right now. Damn. Yusaku really can't catch a break.

Link to that theory here: https://www.tumblr.com/birdhouseblog23/723776532763525120/duel-links-yugioh-theory?source=share

-Speaking of antagonists and small-scale theories, Noah Kaiba will definitely come to Duel Links as an antagonist in his event and then become a future ally in the Duel Links story Take this theory with a grain of salt. I could see a plot of his event revolving around the characters not knowing who Noah is because these are characters from the manga timeline and not the anime timeline. He's a digital being himself, so whatever code the Neron Network will use from the timeline will recreate him. I may not be a fan of the digital world arc in Duel Monsters, but it would be a crazy twist nevertheless if he does come to Duel Links. Who knows that's just a theory.

-SEVENS IS A PART OF THE MAIN STORY?! I thought it would be a separate continuity from the Master Duel Era! WHAT TYPE OF SHENANIGANS IS THIS?!?

Yeah, that's all I'm gonna say.

My brain hurts. I'm gonna sleep now.

#yugioh #yugioh gx #yugioh 5ds #yugioh zexal #yugioh arc v #yugioh vrains #duel links #yugioh duel links #gacha salt #duel monsters #master duel #yugioh sevens #ghost gal event #spoilers

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