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mostly-dead · 9 days
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10 years strong
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Alpine Ibexes climb nearly 90 degree angles to lick salt deposits of of mountainsides. They crave that mineral.
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Batman gives each of his Robins a different code to use when they’re in trouble and need immediate extraction. He promises that when they call, he’ll drop everything just to get to them, come hell or high water.
Jason, during his time with the League, shares his code with Damian, to be used “only in the direst of circumstances, when you have exhausted all other options.” He doesn’t know if Bruce will answer, given how fractured their relationship was before he died, but it is better than nothing. Every tool counts when they live such dangerous lives.
Damian uses it exactly once, and Bruce, who still feels the loss of his son like a yawning chasm in his chest, responds to it even though he knows it can’t be Jason because Jason’s dead. What he finds, instead of Jason, is a boy in League garbs, drenched in blood from the tips of his midnight-black hair to his too-small feet, with a face that Bruce sees himself and Talia in, requesting asylum from a grandfather who wishes to possess his body. Bruce doesn’t question how this boy who is so clearly his son knew the code. Talia al Ghul is resourceful and places family above all; the code is not beyond her abilities to discover, and she is not above using Bruce’s desperate love for his dead son to ensure that hers does not meet the same fate.
Bruce takes Damian in, because of course he does, and since Jason is dead he allows Damian to keep using the code. After all, it’s not like Jason is alive to use it, right? If someone uses the code, there’s no one it could be but Damian, right?
The next time the code is used, Bruce traces the location to Gotham even though Damian was supposed to be in Bludhaven visiting Dick. But whatever happened that resulted in Damian being in Gotham can wait, because he has already failed one son and he will not fail another, his son is in trouble and he needs to get to him, he needs to—
What he finds, instead of Damian, is a boy (just eighteen, too young, but also too old, but also he will always be a boy to him) in League garbs, drenched in blood from the tips of his midnight-black hair to his too-large feet (when had he gotten so big), wearing the face of his dead son.
(Who, maybe, just maybe, may no longer be so dead.)
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mostly-dead · 10 days
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i’m glad we don’t have to hunt for our food anymore.. i don’t even know where Sandwiches live 
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yeehaw, baby!
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mostly-dead · 23 days
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No anatomy just darkness
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FANFIC WRITERS PLEASE I'M BEGGING YOU
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I need some help, and Tumblr is unique suited for this task. I'm playing a new dnd character and so I'm obviously making a character playlist, however I'm having some issues with building a backstory to my normal extent and so I'm having some trouble finding applicable songs. Tumblr is the only place I know where high caliber music taste and extreme nerdom meet to such a degree, so I came here for help. I'm making an old man Aarakocra cleric, in universe the Aarakocra's short lifespan is an ancient devine curse.
For a little bit of background information the gods of the setting are split into 2 groups the old gods who are no longer around and seemed to be generally evil(the DM won't or hasn't said more) and the new gods who are split along good and evil lines. My dude is a cleric of Lorretta, the goddess of balance, preservation, and fertility, as well as the thing that branch out of those concepts, she was created by the (for lack of a batter term) overgod Cee out of the remnant energies of the chaos before creation to mediate the disputes between the gods and maintain balance in the world while preserving the lives of mortals and the environment. She serves as a balence point for devine judgments and is worshiped by many. She serves as an agriculture deity, a fertility deity, a healing deity, a justice deity(although there is a god of justice separate from her that handles justice for mortals if I'm understanding the DM's notes correctly), clerics and paladins of Lorretta wander looking for people to help and problems to solve. She's known as the Allmother and has lots of maternal theming and imagery.
Now, with an image of Lorretta and her whole deal in your mind, my character is an Aarakocra named Kelek. He was a cleric of Lorretta along with his wife and traveled with his wife and children around looking for people to help and problems to solve as a cleric of Lorretta does. Now he was reaching the end of his cursed Aarakocra lifespan, but he was worried about his family and the people whom he helped after his death. So he prayed to Lorretta to preserve him, recognizing the curse that shortened the Aarakocra lifespan as devine in nature he asked Lorretta for a miracle to allow him a continued life so that he could continue to watch over his family and help people. And he was granted his wish, he continued to get older but did not die, and for the first while things went as planned, however as he continued to age and the people around him died Lorretta's blessing became itself a kind of curse. He's now watching his great grand children begin to grow old and he continues to do as he always has, traveling and helping people, and I want him to be deeply sad but not bitter or jaded. I imagine him personality wise as like your favorite old person, like all the best qualities of a super old person with non of the bad things. Like Betty White meets Dolly Parton meets Santa. However when you peel back the surface he's in deep turmoil about the nature of his existence, he has help countless people due to his extended life, and he's met wonderful members of his family he never would have before, however every time he buries another descendant or friend his heat breaks a little more.
Anyway I hope you guys find this character as interesting as I do and have some music recs for me. Have a good day and thanks in advance.
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If you could create a marauders style fandom for any other franchise, which one would you choose? I should clarify by marauders style I mean a fully fledged super popular subfandom bordering on a whole fandom on its own based around a time period and group of characters there's only scraps of information about in the core media set before the main story. For me, it's the crew of the Mercury II from Subnautica. POTENTIAL SUBNAUTICA AND BELOW 0 SPOILERS AHEAD. They're so interesting and fun to listen to what few logs we have. I can almost picture Yasmine info dumping about nuclear physics to Stephanos while he listens to her and twirls his hair curl. I can envision Elliott's family waiting for him back home, and I can feel the weight as capt. Diana leaves some of her crew behind to try and make a desperate break for the atmosphere. I just wish we had more content for these people from before the crash. And maybe this post was a thinly veiled excuse to talk about my favorite niche characters who died a decade before the game started, but I'm also interested in hearing about everyone else's answer.
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mostly-dead · 2 months
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cold take: jason todd smokes cigarettes
hot take: jason would never smoke cigarettes due to ptsd from dying of smoke inhalation
hotter take: jason forces himself to smoke cigarettes to prove to himself that he isn’t affected by it anymore
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cold take: jason todd smokes cigarettes
hot take: jason would never smoke cigarettes due to ptsd from dying of smoke inhalation
hotter take: jason forces himself to smoke cigarettes to prove to himself that he isn’t affected by it anymore
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Headcanon that Jim Gordon used to think Dick’s real name was just Robin. It’s not an unusual name honestly, and there’s nothing particularly bird about his outfit, so Gordon thought nothing more about it when they first met.
Gordon: “Uh, kid, this is a crime scene-“
Dick, hands on his hips (and no pants):“My name is Robin!”
Gordon catches Batman’s frown and assumes it’s because Robin isn’t being careful enough about his name.
But time goes on and no one finds out where the kid lives, so Gordon lets it slide. He’s a cute kid, if a little intense, but it’s fun to watch him grow up with Barbara (yes, he knows about batgirl. Yes, he chewed Batman out for it but decided to ultimately ignore it like everything else).
But then a new Robin comes in. This is a kid again, not a full adult like he was a year ago.
Gordon: “Hey, Batman? What happened to Robin?”
Batman: “This is Robin.” He sounds so unbothered, like he doesn’t realize this is a completely different kid!
Gordon’s concern for this half-mad vigilante skyrockets. Batman has convinced himself that this kid is the same as the first. He’s going through it and the mental gymnastics are more than Gordon can take.
So, he lets it go.
But then that Robin disappears and Batman’s acting up. Nightwing shows up a few times and it never really helps things. Gordon’s getting more headaches than smoke breaks and at this point, he’s really to pull the plug on this whole bat business.
But then Robin comes back again and Gordon’s has it. He confronts this kid, fully prepared to push through whatever gaslighting’s been happening, only for Tim to look at him like he’s stupid.
Gordon: “Kid, who are you really? Because the Robin I met graduated collage years ago and the one after that is dead!”
Tim, with the most judge mental look physically possible: “Commissioner…Robin’s my hero name.”
Gordon: “…Your hero name?”
Tim: “Yeah. I’m Robin, like the bird. Batman and Robin. Heroes. Why would I go around using my real name? That would be stupid and dangerous.”
And Gordon has to call off for the rest of the day, he’s so pissed.
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mostly-dead · 2 months
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alfred gave them the sheets
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Jason isn't verified because he refuses to become officially alive again
The third post here is a follow up to this one
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Request in the replies to be added to/removed from the tag list. No longer replying to each individual request due to the sheer amount of you but you will he added
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You've heard of bad neighbors and 6 AM lawn mowers, but I want to know why this motherfucker has been using a JACKHAMMER since like 7 AM.
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Phenomenal.
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Hot Aeor Summer
I saw the big group photo from the live show and I just couldn't help myself
Instagram//Commissions//Bluesky/Cara
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