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tigerhawkpokemon · 1 year

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The Plan: A Team Blackout Fic

Deadshot: what’s the plan?

Deci: Simple. Each of us battles Whitney for her badge, gets video evidence of her shitty personality, and sends it off to the League. If that doesn’t work, we break into the League and get her fired manually. Sound good?

Lucky: That’s surprisingly well thought out. How long have you been planning this for?

Deci: Ever since Sunny battled Whitney.

Fatale: You know, we should probably meet in person before doing all of this.

Deadshot: good idea

Deci: Sure. I’m off work for a week, meet in Goldenrod tomorrow?

Fatale: I’m game. I’ll get my sister’s Kilowattrel to fly me over.

Deadshot: i’ll rent a corviknight or something

Lucky: As it happens, I’m already in Goldenrod. I’ll send you three the hotel location.

Deci: Right, you actually have money. I forgot about that.

Sunny: Haven’t you and Fatale met before? I can’t remember

Deci: We met when I was in Unova. So this will be our second time meeting in person.

Fatale: Can’t wait to meet again so that I can see your stupidity in person

Deci: Hey!

Deci: Fair

Deadshot: go the f to sleep it’s like 2 am in sinnoh

Deci: Sleep is for the weak

Lucky: That’s really not healthy

Fatale: Neither is revenge, but you’re not complaining about that.

Lucky: True.

Lucky: Alright, I’m going to bed. I suggest that all of you do the same.

Lucky has logged off.

Sunny: G’night!

Sunny has logged off.

Deci: Sierra, you ready for this?

Fatale: Ready as I’ll ever be.

Fatale has logged off.

Deci has logged off.

#pokémon #my pokemon evil team #team blackout #how do i tag help

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dweebspace · 11 months

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"You can't be a lurker on tumblr." Yes, you absolutely can. I've been quietly reblogging things since 2014 and I haven't interacted with anyone in years.

#reddit blackout #reddit migration #I realize this shout into the void is inviting that but I'm choosing to see it as taking one for the lurker team

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kodakai727 · 29 days

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And the night shall last FOREVER!!

What if Koda was the leader of an evil team? He'd be the leader of Team Blackout, of course! They're dedicated to helping Necrozma swallow up the light all over the world and drown the world in eternal darkness; who needs the sun, anyway? With the power of his Dawn Wings Necrozma, dawn shall never again see the light of day!

Applications open for grunts and admins!

#kodakai727 #koda's characters #koda's art #koda #nimbat #team blackout #pokemon #blackout!koda

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projectblackoutcomic · 3 months

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Project: Blackout CH 1 PG 27

#team dark #sth #omega #sonic #project: blackout #rouge the bat #fancomic #shadow the hedgehog #fan comic #sonic fanart

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midnight-darkfrost · 5 months

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I've decided that I wanted to try my hand at redesigning a couple Skylanders for fun after seeing some other peoples redesigns. Starting off is one of the characters that was requested on the Artists of Skylands Discord server, Blackout.

#skylanders #skylanders fanart #skylanders trap team #trap team #blackout #dragon #character redesign #redesign #dark #dark element #digital art

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brownskinella · 9 months

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Now what’s the problem?

#melanin magic #black girl magic #black girls slay #blackout #melanin #drake #team drizzy #drizzy drake #her loss #aubrey graham #aubrey drake graham #my music #music album #new music #toronto raptors

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yourlocaltoad · 11 months

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Doodle Dump Pt 9!!!

I would die for them

#my art #artists on tumblr #digital art #skylanders #skylanders fanart #skylanders trap team #deja vu #food fight #funny bone #spotlight #blackout #flipwreck #echo #stt #doodle dump

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thebluestbluewords · 11 months

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Teeth are overrated anyway

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"Congrats." Mal says quietly. She does, in fact, know how to have some tact, sometimes. "Heard you made the team."

Carlos rolls his head to the side so he can talk to something that's not the tightly curled space between his own knees. "I punched a kid so hard he threw up." he says softly. Like it's a confession.

"And? I bet that fucker deserved it."

"Not really."

In Mal’s expert opinion, they all deserve it. Every kid who shoulder checks them in the hall just because they're there, every girl who won't look at Evie while she crushes their test scores, everyone who comes to Mal when they want something and ices her out when they don't, they all deserve it. Every kid who's ever taken a sharpie to their doors to tell them how worthless they are, they deserve it tenfold, and if one of them took a punch to the gut while wearing practice armor, it's nothing compared to what Mal would do to them given half the chance.

"I promise you, they really did," Mal says. "You punched one kid. I've punched how many now?"

Carlos laughs. It's not funny. "Fourteen."

Right. Out of all the ways their families fucked them up, he got the obsessive kind of guilt tracking. Preventative evidence, because the adults who want them gone will totally listen to a timestamped, cross-referenced spreadsheet of all the times they've actually fucked up, instead of whatever imagined crimes they're actually going to get sent back over. The spreadsheet's very existence is incriminating, and it could be bad if it gets into the wrong hands, but anybody who's able to get into three layers of password-protected sub-folders deserves the hex they'll get for snooping, and will probably feel too guilty (hopefully) to use it properly against them anyway. It won’t matter. The adults who care about them won't be able to override the ones who fabricate crimes they didn't even do, and one spreadsheet, even with locked timestamps for every edit, won't do much against a royal word.

Whatever. Everyone has their own coping mechanisms.

"Fourteen," Mal echoes back. "That's a lot fucking more than one, and I'm still here."

His head makes a solid noise against the wood. "You're different. People like you."

Mal can't stop the scornful noise she makes at that one, but she can pick her next words wisely.

Tread carefully, fearless leader. There's no coming back from this one.

"I think," she says slowly, inching her way closer. "That you are severely overestimating how much people like me, fleabrain."

Carlos makes a soft noise. He's listening, which is score one for Mal.

"I'm not some perfect princess who never does anything wrong. Obviously." Fourteen classmates with black eyes and bloody noses. Fourteen people who won't speak ill of her crew again. "I just keep trying, and I guess the Auradonians here are too stupid to realize that we're a bunch of lost causes. Their mistake, right?"

"Right," Carlos whispers. "They're the ones who keep making mistakes."

Hm. It's the right energy, but maybe not quite the right words.

"We deserve better than their scraps," Mal says, low and serious and warming to her cause now. "We deserve at least as much as they give their own stupid children, and if their noble-born brats can keep fucking up over and over, then we deserve at least as many chances as they get. We deserve our place here, and if they haven't kicked me out after punching fourteen people. they're sure as shit not going to kick you out over punching one."

"Right."

Mal can feel the heat of Carlos's body next to hers now, so close they could be touching. "Of course I'm right. And besides, why would they let you on the team if they're going to kick you off right after? It'd be a drain on their time and resources, and they're not gonna waste energy on us if they don't need to. You're stuck on that team whether you like it or not, dumbass."

Carlos laughs. It's not exactly a happy sound, but it's closer than before. "I didn't want to join. I fuckin' hate organized sports."

"Ah, like how I didn't want to join the equestrian club, and Evie dragged me to the meeting under false premises and wouldn't let me leave without petting a horse?"

"Like that," he agrees, and finally tips his head onto Mal's shoulder. "I didn't want to do the second round of tryouts, but they're down a man since Aza broke his ankle, so Coach called everyone on the backup rotation in for a test scrimmage."

"Let me guess, some shithead tried to pull shit because you're tiny, and you rage slammed him into the fuckin' dust?"

Mal can feel the warm gust of his sigh on her neck this time, and it feels like what home must be for other people. "Yup. Pretty much."

Weird.

“I thought coach was all about controlling your power," Mal says, thinking out loud from a half-remembered conversation she’d had with Jay a few nights ago. “Guess he's some sort of filthy hypocrite who only means that for the big guys, huh."

Carlos shakes his head. His hair is a soft, static-y mess that sticks to her cheek from the friction. She's going to be pulling handfuls out of her mouth later, but it's fine for now. "Nah. He wants people who aren't afraid of full contact. Apparently he's playing some sort of psych-out game with one of the other teams, and he's pretty sure I'm unassuming enough that they'll never see it coming."

"So he wants you to punch more people?" Mal asks incredulously. She may be bad at teams, and organized sports, and anything that involves running for more than a few minutes at a time, but a school-sanctioned chance to punch people might be worth making a stink about starting a girl's team over. "Sounds like a fuckin' sweet deal to me."

“I—“ Carlos starts.

Somebody pounds on the closet door, and his mouth snaps shut so fast Mal can hear the click.

"Hey, if you two are done having a heart-to-heart in there, some of us wanna get to dinner on time!" Jay calls through the door. "Toss me out some shoes if you're skipping and I'll tell Verne you're both sick."

Mal shoves open the door without waiting, and is rewarded with a satisfying 'oof' as the handle hits Jay in the stomach. "We were almost done, dumbass. You can't wait five minutes for us to strategize the best way for me to get in on this school-sanctioned hitting people shit?"

Jay grins down at her, looking entirely too pleased with himself. "Nope." he says brightly, popping the 'p'. "Dinner waits for no man, and I'm not missing out on bread just cause you two decided it was the right time to have a gossip sesh in my closet."

"Ow," Mal grumbles, unfolding herself from the floor. "Fuck you, who told you that gossip sesh was a word people actually use?"

Jay steps back to let her out, still grinning infuriatingly. "Lonnie."

Mal's going to sneak into that girl's room and dye all her clothes pink.

No, she'd probably like that. Purple, then. An unflattering purple. One of those periwinkles that's so blue it doesn't deserve to share a name with the perfect purples that Mal herself wears. Perfect.

"I'm going to make you both suffer," Mal informs him. "I'll dye all your clothes black."

"Ooh, you think I'd look hot goth?" Jay shoots back, reaching past Mal to give Carlos a hand up. "Do your worst, killer. I already bribed your girlfriend. She said I'm her favorite model now."

"You did not."

"Did so."

"Nobody bribed me with anything!" Evie calls from the boy's bathroom. "Jay's a better model than you because he knows how to hold still, M."

"Nobody ever asks me to model," Carlos grumbles. Unlike Mal, he looks like he's comfortable standing upright, which is deeply unfair. "I'd be great at it."

Evie sticks her head out of the bathroom. She's holding a hot curling wand to her hair, but her makeup is already on and impeccable for their teacher-student dinner tonight. "That's because you're already my favorite, baby. No matter how many people you've punched."

Carlos flashes her a tiny, blink-and-you've-missed-it smile. It’s worth it. All the time in the world would be worth it to see that smile again. “Thanks, E."

"Yeah, for nothing," Mal grumbles, twisting back and forth until her back pops. "What am I, moldy fish heads? I just spent half an hour twisted up in a closet, I want good girlfriend credit too."

Evie laughs. "The fact that you call it girlfriend credit means you could never really stay in that closet, babe. You get all the girlfriend points."

#my fic #descendants #descendants fic #this is probably ot4 #but it’s mostly #gen fic #mal bertha #carlos de vil #i have some thoughts about how this school actually functions and an unfortunate number of those thoughts are about sports teams #like how did we go from ‘have you thought about band’ to ‘he’s like my brain’???#what happened in between to get this sportsball team functioning as a team #so this is loosely my take on that #and also about the enduring need to sit in a dark room and not interact with people after stressful situations #like when u accidentally rage blackout and punch a kid and think you’re going to be sent back into exile because he started puking #just normal stuff y’know

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blazepandaartz · 1 year

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Sky-high

#I’m getting somewhat better at drawing dragons #blazes art #art #artists on tumblr #art tumblr #tumblr art #tumblr artist #tumblr artists #Skylanders #Skylanders fanart #Skylanders art #skylanders trap team #Trap team #Skylanders blackout

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greetings-inferiors · 11 months

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Greetings, Inferiors!

Because there's a large influx of users and followers, I'm remaking my 'About me' post to pin it, so people can know who I am (I can't be bothered to find the old one lmao)

There are some who call me Randy. Is that my actual name? You decide. But all posts about me will be tagged as #Randyposting. Any original post whose main focus is text will be tagged #text post. Long posts will be tagged #long post (this post is all three). Asks will be tagged #ask answered and if they're an anonymous ask will be tagged #anon ask. Feel free to send asks, I love and cherish each one!

The main point of this blog is to shout into the void about things I obsess over. Currently, I'm obsessing over 'Biggering' from the Lorax (2012), Team fortress 2, Stairsweek, and my maths exam. If you're into tf2, Maths, stairs, Risk of Rain, Undertale, Omori, Rain world, Platform fighters, Hollow knight & Silksong, Persona, or literally anything that comes to my mind, then you'll enjoy it! (or else)

I have quite the close group of mutuals, and if you come across our funny little conversations and hijinx, then feel free to join in! I promise we don't bite! (I'm lying. We absolutely bite. But, like, in a good way.)

If you're new here, Likes are like upvotes, but reblogs are showing your followers a post you especially liked! There is no algorithm, so remember to reblog things, as that's how posts spread!

ALSO REMEMBER TO GO INTO SETTINGS AND SWITCH OFF EVERYTHING IN THE 'DASHBOARD PREFERENCES'.

Maybe keep 'based on your likes' and 'coloured tags', I do. But EVERYTHING ELSE OFF

ALSO CHANGE YOUR PROFILE PICTURE AND REBLOG THINGS OR I WILL BLOCK AND REPORT YOU. THIS IS HOW TUMBLR WORKS. IF A BLANK BLOG FOLLOWS YOU, BLOCK AND REPORT THEM TOO. I’M A BIT MORE LENIENT RIGHT NOW BUT I WILL STILL BLOCK AND REPORT YOU (thanks for reminding me green <3)

Anyway I think that's everything. Remember to correct me whenever I'm wrong (I will never hate you for this) and to reblog the things you enjoy - Randy, OUT!

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tigerhawkpokemon · 1 year

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Origin: A Team Blackout Fic

Team Blackout forms from a chat room.

It starts out as a simple discussion forum, five like-minded people who get along. They just click. But that all changes when one of their own brings up the Gym challenge.

Deci: Hey guys, have any of you ever tried a Gym run?

Lucky: Nah, met Alder once and he told me I was better off not trying. Just because my starter was a Houndour, Zekrom above

Fatale: I’m in the middle of mine atm, beat Jasmine yesterday

Sunny: Ooh, I’m starting mine tmrw! Hope to see you in the League!

Deci: @Lucky that really sucks, dude. @Deadshot you ever made a Gym run? Thinking of doing one when I get back to Sinnoh

Deadshot: tried once. made it to Lucian. he beat my ass and was a total dick about it. hate that guy

Deci: Yeesh. I’m about to ask Rowan for a Turtwig, hope things go well. @Fatale @Sunny good luck in the Johto league!

Sunny: G’night!

That’s two with motivation. But what about the other three? Well, let’s just say that those challenges didn’t go so well for them.

Fatale: Okay, Claire is OFFICIALLY a grade A bitch

Lucky: Oh no, what happened?

Fatale: Wouldn’t give me the badge after I beat her, claimed that it wasn’t a fair fight. Bitch, I used ONE hyper potion

Deci: THat’s a shitty thing to do

Deci: What Rowan did to me was worse tho

Deadshot: fuck, this oughta be good

Deci: Refused me a Starter cuz I already had Railgun and Scope

Deci: Said there was nothing he could do for me, senile old man

Sunny: OMA! That sucks soooo much!

Sunny: I’m about to challenge Whitney, wish me luck!!!!!!!!!

Deadshot: luck

Four down, one to go. Ironically, hers is the one that started everything.

Fatale: bitch.mp4

Attached is a video of two young women having a Pokemon battle. The one on the left, a teen with frizzy black curls, has a Pachirisu. The other has a Miltank. Pachirisu strikes with Thunderbolt, breaking the Miltank’s Rollout and knocking it out. The red-haired girl stamps her foot and starts to cry. “Can I have my badge?” The other asks politely. “No way! I would’ve won if you didn’t get lucky! Now get out of my gym!” Hanging her head, the black-haired girl walks out, her Pachirisu chirping angrily.

Deci: Someone needs to teach Whitney a lesson

Fatale: She did the same thing when I beat her, I just took a badge anyway. The girl is a spoiled brat

Deadshot: not like anyone can do anything about it though

Deci: So why don’t we?

Deci: @Waddles lock down the chat.

[Admin]Waddles: Affirmative!

this chat has been moved to a private server.

Lucky: Who’s Waddles?

[Admin]Waddles: I am user Deci’s Porygon2!

Deci: Waddles is the key to all of this. Everyone in this chat has been screwed over by someone, right? So let’s get back at them. Leak their personal info. Get them fired. Something.

Lucky: Isn’t all of this highly illegal?

Fatale: NOt like the law’s done shit for us.

Deadshot: i’m in, fuck the elites

Deci: Sunny, what about you?

Sunny: … i’m in.

Deci: Perfect. Now we need a team name.

Lucky: Since I’ve been roped in, how about Team Vindicate?

Deadshot: that sounds like a bad tumblr fanfic

Fatale: I vote Team Blackout, since everyone here has Electric-types.

Deci: Ooh, I like that. Team Blackout it is.

and there you have it.

#team blackout #my pokemon evil team #well not evil more like misguided #pokemon #how do i tag help