#bluejay looking ass!

[girlwiththegreenhat]

any show finale that makes me cry like 4 times is a good finale in my book

[firestorm09890]

I didn’t want to say anything while I was live-blogging because idk I guess I was scared of being annoying but you know what

Interesting how when Roxas mentions he owes his return to many Xemnas says “Ansem the Wise… Zexion…” and Vexen is only included in the “and others, too” Roxas adds on despite him being the one to build the damn body

[yenqa]

ADVANTAGES

in which…

on jay’s live, fans point out a stuffed animal on his bed, one that seems to be the other piece to your notorious missing pair. as imaginary pieces start to connect for fans, the viewers beg for some kind of interaction. and though you and jay have never met before, why not use this situation to your advantage?

warnings : profanities, i think thats it ?

wc : 1019

stupid question

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“Chat, what do you mean my position is different? I’m literally centered!”

strawberrylimesoda : GUYS TRUST SHES LYING

BluebirdFly : This girl is Suspicious!! special guest maybe?

lilaclavender : @/BluebirdFly THAT MAKES SENSE WAITT… 

“Guys I don’t have a special guest-!”

The greenscreen behind you is torn down to reveal Jay’s smiley face behind you, you let out a squeal when he hugs you tightly from behind the chair. He takes a seat next to you, waving to the camera.

BluebirdFly : OH MY GOSH WHAT DID I SAY

“Everyone please introduce–wait what’s your twitch name Jay?”

He chuckles, “It’s Bluejay, hi Y/n’s chat.”’

You bring your face closer to the screen, trying to read the small text that’s zooming across your view. Turning your head down slightly, your hair falls in front of your eyes, blocking your view. 

Before you can do anything about it, you can feel a hand brushing it behind your ear. Obviously startled, you sit back up. Looking at Jay with a flustered smile you let out a giggle. 

Oh god, I did not just giggle.

You slap your hand over your mouth, hearing Jay’s low chuckle in the background. “Shut up,” You mutter, slapping his arm to make him ignore your flusteredness.

user18126712 : THE GIGGLE IM CRYINGGG

stellaverse : OH MY GOD ME WHEN

Feeling your face heat up, you keep your hand over your mouth, not wanting to be embarrassed anymore. “Okay, we are moving on!” You exclaim, lifting both your feet onto your chair to hug your knees. 

You look over at him, gesturing for him to say or do something. He has a small smile on his face, looking at you for a second too long before diverting his eyes to the chat. 

“Jay, is your girlfriend single? No, she’s not. That’s a stupid question.” He answers, eliciting a gasp from you.

“Hey! Don’t call my chat stupid.” You look straight at the stream with your mouth open.

He shrugs, “I called the question stupid, technically.” 

He slithers his hand to rest on your thigh. His hand is warm, and large. Heating up your thigh (and face cause lord were you flustered).

Trying to act like that simple touch isn’t driving you insane, you roll your eyes. 

“Technically my ass, anyways, ask us questions!”

strawberrylimesoda : ARE YALL DATING OR…I CNAT TELL ANYMORE

“Are we dating, Y/n?”

“What?”

You whip your head to see a sly smirk on his face with eyes that tell you to play along, feeling your mouth part you quickly shut it, turning back to the webcam.

Trying to fight the smile growing on your face, you rest your index finger on your lips, replying, “I don’t know… Are we?”  

Looking at him on your screen, you both let out a laugh, unable to take your facade seriously any longer. “Jay, I’m in charge of reading the questions now.”

“But that’s–”

“Stella asks!” You cut him off, ignoring the pout on his face, “why did you donate one thousand dollars, Jay? Actually I have that question too, so do enlighten us please.” Pretending your fist is a microphone, you place your hand in front of his mouth, raising your eyebrows waiting for his answer.

“I told you, to pay you back.”

“Jay, I gave you one hundred dollars. So either you can’t read or you have a big fat crush on me.“

“I’m pretty good at reading.”

“Ow! Why’d you do that Y/n!” He caresses where you slapped him, feigning a hurt expression. 

You slap his arm again, “Stop saying stuff like that! Answer the question, actually.”

“You looked pretty, Y/n, that’s it.”

You tilt your head, looking at him with enlarged eyes “A thousand dollars pretty?”

“A billion dollars pretty.”

“Thank you, Jay” You’re surprised it even gets out of you, coming out as a hushed mumble just so he can hear it. You look at your webcam to see your reddened face, covering the bottom half of your face you relish in disbelief. When did this guy get so confident–and flirty?

He lets out a breathy laugh at your reaction, changing the topic so you could collect yourself–which you very much needed. It’s hard when your hyper focused on his presence next to you, every touch electrifying your body in the best, but at the same time–worst way possible.

Jay continues to answer questions, and you stay silent, watching him talk all he wants to your viewers. 

He has habits when he talks and explains things. you’ve noticed a few. How fast he blinks for one, blinking at a noticeable rate, sometimes Jay blinks two times instead of one, maybe for variety? How he uses his hands to describe whatever he’s talking about, or to get a point across. How the corners of his mouth spread when he’s thinking of what to say next, or to fill some silence. How he tilts his head trying to catch any of the fast-paced comments–

“Y/n?” 

Oh shit.

“Huh?”

Jay chuckles– something he does a lot around you, eyes crinkling as he rereads the question, “What games are you going to play in future streams?”

You purse your lips, searching your mind to find any answer at all, “Hmm–I don’t know. I was planning on doing some more Minecraft but if you have games, recommend some please!”

He nods, “I want to try that village game, what’s it called?”

“I don’t know?”

The corner of his mouth spreads into a small smile, “Stardew valley! It looks like a cute game.”

user43985 : I NEED TO SEE YNJAY PLAY STARDEW VALLEY STOPPP

popcornpops : lets talk abt how hard they are flirting.. get a room. ( THAT SHOULD BE MEEEE.)

Soobsleftboob : a billion dollars pretty SHUT THE FUCK UPPPP

strawberrylimesoda : do you guys plan on meeting up often?

Hopefully you two do.

“Hey–Jay, can you pass me my waterbottle over there?” You point to the opposite side of the desk. 

He looks over to where you're pointing, replying “Yes, ma’am,” before handing it to you, letting your fingers graze each other.

You were definitely not going to make it through this stream.

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[multi-fandom-friend]

“Let’s do something fun, yeah?” “Like what?” “Let’s go to a rave” “You’re Joking”

COME GET YOUR FOOD UOU SIMPS. so I got this idea from an artist named @razorsystem on here. They had art of Jason and crew in rave outfits, and being a part of rave culture myself, and the little voice in my brain annoying me until I wrote this, this now exists. Enjoy loves! TW FOR FLASHING LIGHTS AND BRIGHT COLORS ON THE DIVIDER AND FOR THEMES OF DRINKING AND BIG CROWDS

🦇Bruce🦇

🦇 when you first asked him to go? It went a little like this

🦇 “Hey Brucie?” “Jesus, I know that tone. You want something.” “Can we pleaaaase go to a rave?” “Absolutely not” “why?” “I’m too old for that. Drinking? Dancing? Flashing lights? Not my thing.” 🦇 you being you? You convinced him. And he got outfits. Pretty expensive ones too but he’s a hot millionaire what did you expect?

🦇 Once you got there he was a little uncomfortable but once he had a drink and started dancing with you? He was fine. He kept his guard up, of course, but he was fine. 🦇 on your way home he stopped and made you two get pizza and everyone in the pizzeria was looking at you two. A 6 something foot tall scary dad aged man and his partner sticking onto his arm as they giggled together in a bright colored rave outfit

🥀Jason Todd🥀

🥀 when you first asked him he was so confused as to what a rave even was

🥀 “Hey Jaybird?” “Yes, love?” “There’s a rave tonight, wanna go?” “What the hell is a rave?” “What’s a— Jason? How have you never heard of a rave? It’s basically a party with a bunch of bright colors, lots of loud music with even more bass in it, and good vibes. Wanna go?” “Will there be lots of people” “…..yeah?” “I dunno. Maybe.” 🥀 Just like his dad he’s hesitant, but he goes eventually. He probably had more fun than you did if we’re being honest. 🥀 y’all got there and he was having the time of his fucking life. And he didn’t wanna tell you but he loved the outfits you two were wearing, but he hated the thigh high latex boots with a small heel that you made him wear. It’s not that they were “too girly” or anything because he doesn’t think clothes have gender he just didn’t entirely understand how to walk without looking like he had a pole up his ass, so you had to teach him. 🥀 once he got the walking down pat, he could dance with you. He didn’t wanna drink because he still had to keep his guard up and walking in these shoes are hard enough sober just in case. 🥀 he made you two leave a little early but you had fun nonetheless. He ordered takeout and you picked it up on the way home.

💎Dickhead Grayson💎

💎 Immediately said yes.

💎 “Hey bluejay? Wanna go to a rave toni-“ “yes. A thousand times yes.” 💎 and then he showed you a photo of him at a rave when he was younger. 💎 You couldn’t believe your eyes. Your Bluejay in short shorts, a latex shirt and leather harness with platform boots and glitter coating his body was in that photo. 💎 then he got dressed and jesus fuckin Christ he looked awesome. Glittery, but awesome. He helped you get dressed and then sprayed you down with iridescent glitter spray that got in your mouth and everywhere glitter probably shouldn’t be

💎 once you got there, he grabbed drinks for you both and started dancing with you immediately. He had so much fun

💎 he still made you both leave early, just for safety reasons. 💎 he also got pizza with you and you two were standing there like two giddy hyenas. Like seriously. You both couldn’t stop laughing for a good 25 minutes.

🐍 Damian Wayne🐍

🐍 it took so much convincing and so much prodding but you got him to break. 🐍 “But Damieeeee!” “No.” “Come on! I promise you’ll have fun!” “Nope.” “Pleaaaase?” 🐍 you did your pouty face and he broke. 🐍 he got his dad to buy you both outfits and you went

🐍 hated how many people there were. Hated it. So much. But you started dancing with him and he calmed down instantly

🐍 you both left after about an hour and went home, he needed a good pair of very loose sweatpants and a very loose shirt, and a good long cuddle session and he was all better.

A/N hi y’all! If you could follow me or even like this post that would be highly appreciated. Thank you!

[hauntedwizardmoment]

Ok. Now we’re really getting in the weeds. Also sorry this is so vague and formless but. I do think we need to ponder Jace’s old party meeting the clones. OC x w sorta-ish OC crossover (not to navel gaze). I need to know how Perry would feel abt what a freak bluejay is

YEAHHHH CHEERING HOLD ON i need to. open up excel. let's go down the line

invidia x j2: god i think j2 freaks invidia out so bad. this is a version of jace that lives and dies at the behest of porter cliffbreaker, and like, she's a romantic! she's happy jace found someone! but she takes one look at what j2 and porter have and is like oh that's not love. that's something else and it's frightening

invidia x j3: now j3 invidia would absolutely get along with. this is closer to the jace she knows, i.e. huge slut who's always in some drama. but also like, they used to joke about how jace was so conceited he'd fuck himself and hey, look, this one actually IS! and she says this to j3 thinking j3 would also find it funny but uh. he doesn't. at all.

invidia x j4: this is SO MESSYYYYY j4 makes invidia question if she even knows jace at all. like she asks jace about j4 and doesnt get a straight answer, more of a "oh just ignore that one, it's a failed experiment" and then she like, actually talks to j4 and realizes that j4 is like. much more true to the bitter, angry version of jace trapped in elmville that she missed out on when she was out with the rest of the party.

aurora x j2: WEIRD FUNDIES UNITE!!! j2 and aurora don't agree on much but they do agree that your relationship with your god is very very important, as is proselytizing about it and getting as many people into your faith as possible. and that your happiness comes second to this, always. aurora doesnt even clock that j2's brain is cooked she's like "oh wait... a version of jace that's tolerable? that's kind of... like me?? i didnt know he had it in him!"

aurora x j3: oh she hates his ass so much. how did jace make himself more of an annoying whore. and why does he dress like that.

aurora x j4: she hates j4 MARGINALLY less than she hates j3. like her issues with j3 are straight up her issues with jace and she doesn't like jace at all. her issues with j4 are new and different and she cant really process that? like j4 is so... insistent on making her issues with everything known. and aurora is like "you know, your life would be a lot easier if you just did what was expected of you. suck it up." and does not analyze that statement in regards to her own life.

peregrine x j2: god. peregrine wants this version of jace SO BADLY. sweet and pliant and always willing to tell him he's so strong and brave. loyal to a fault, practically no desires outside of what his beloved wants. unfortunately j2 is so porter-pilled that even though he has all of jace's memories of peregrine he's not interested at all. which of course means:

peregrine x j3: not to make j3 another shitty guy's consolation prize in lieu of j2 (who is himself a consolation prize in lieu of jace) but like. if peregrine can't have the idealized version of jace he'll take the easy one. the warm, jace-shaped body. and he's not interrogating j3's interiority at all bc nobody except him has internal struggles, of course.

peregrine x j4: she scares him so badly. like this to him is the real dark mirror of jace. all of them are dark mirrors in their own way but this one is the one who is resentful. angry. willing to lash out. call him on his bullshit, tell him he fucked up to his face. in a way though it's kind of a relief bc it just confirms all the horrible things he thinks about himself.

ysvelde x j2: awww theyre besties!! they both live for the approval of others and are willing to change themselves to get it, they get on like a house on fire!! ysvelde thinks he's ADORABLE too. ysvelde also sees some. terrible terrible parallels between how her mom treats her and how jace treats j2. and resolves to not interrogate that because she values her friendship w jace <3

ysvelde x j3: ALSO besties but in a very different way!! theyre not having deep emotional conversations, theyre going OUT!! ysvelde's missed having someone who appreciates sneaking away from the rest of the party to find the only decent bar this far away from civilization. and j3 knows all the best spots too!! (she's ignoring how little jace seems to care about j3's safety and doesnt even ask if he has a weapon on him before he goes out).

ysvelde x j4: unfortunately the one clone ysvelde doesnt really Get? like j4 is so sure of who she is. she's so determined to define herself in opposition to jace. and ysvelde like... can't really relate to that. like the idea of not performing constantly, not seeking the approval of someone else, is unfathomable to her.

dagbert x the clones: god poor dagbert. he cannot tell them apart even a little bit. he thinks its VERY cool that jace managed to do this, he's always admired jace's spellcraft on a technical level, but the clones seem to have just as much insane psychosexual drama as jace does and he's not about to entangle himself in it. not when he has a FUCKING JOB. god. do none of these people care about their JOB. his personal life is so divorced from anything any of these people are doing that it's comical. he tries to engage with j3 once because j3's very hot but gets shut down bc j3's busy with peregrine. he approaches j2 but sees him engaged with aurora ENTHUSIASICALLY talking about devotion to god and is like ohhhh gods no i know crazy when i see it. stay away. j4 is his favorite because she's a straight-shooter. and she's the only clone that looks interested when he mentions taking over his father's construction business and they can talk about tools and lumber and brickwork for hours.

[vivanightcity]

Jay/Bluejay/Jay Bird/Birdie. Take your pick.

Not originally intended to be a cyberpunk au, but the more I put him around Wraith stuff the more it started to hurt, so I had to make it a thing.

The goodest boy, but he's got behavioral issues. Real janky rescue dog energy. His loneliness, isolation, and need for anything even resembling belonging - cause most people can't stand his bastard attitude and smart ass nature - means he's easily susceptible to corruption arc shit to never be abandoned again :D

I need to wraith up his look and wardrobe a bit more if I'm going to lean into this.

[am-i-obsessed---maybe]

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

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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.

[queereldritch]

Snippy from the chapter 4 of my pinned Stranger Things fic! This is a dream Eddie has about Henry being a catboy :D.

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“HENRY FOR FUCKS SAKE, C’MON!”

Jane looked over to her brother’s locked office as their newest secretary’s voice reached a pitch.

“No. Nooooo! Leave me alowwwwnnoooooooOOOOAWWWWWWRRRRRRRAUGHHHHHRWWWW!”

Henry’s voice going from coherent words to an absolutely wrenching cry for help gave her all the context she needed.

The sound of ripping furniture that followed the still almost ear splitting cat-song of despair made her burst out laughing, unable to hold back any longer.

Eddie Munson, for all his laid back demeanour, did not have patience for some things, apparently.

Dirty cat-hybrids seemed to be one of them.

“MRAWWWWWWWWWWWRRRRRR!!!!” was followed by the barely perceptible sound of the showerhead in her brother’s office.

Max Mayfield, their liaison with the local landscapers, was barely managing to hold back her own laughter.

“D-did he fall -skneeee- in the muddy ditch ag-ain? Pbftttt-” she managed to get out between wheezes.

Jane didn’t even try to answer, too busy gasping for air. He had, in fact, fallen into the muddy ditch again. Despite the even taller fence they had put up.

Finally, Max seemed to get her snickers under control. “Was -snrkkk- was it a bluejay again?”

Jane shrugged. Honestly, she wouldn’t be surprised if it was, but if that was the case, she was getting him a t-shirt. Knowing bluejays, it was probably the same one as last time. They were related to crows, after all. If it had been her, she would 100% had taken the chance to get Henry to jump into a muddy ditch again for nothing but shits and giggles.

As far as office-baths went, the fact that Henry was the CEO of their company and effectively Eddie’s boss was a moot point for them both as the chocolate-eyed brunet was also his fiance.

It was explicitly stated in his contract that he couldn’t be disciplined for reasonable attempts to keep Henry safe and hygienic. But that, realistically, didn’t hold as much weight as the engagement ring on Eddie’s finger.

Henry’s pleading yowls in response to the (to him) crime that was a cold office bath was thankfully not as ear-splitting as it used to be since the extra sound dampening had been added around the door. It was too bad they couldn’t completely soundproof it because security reasons.

The rest of the office wasn’t even trying to look busy anymore.

Jonathan Byers, their web editor and a labrador-hybrid, had his ears lowered and his tail tucked between his legs in sympathy for the cat-hybrid’s plight. Nancy, his non-hybrid girlfriend, was rubbing his back comfortingly.

Had Robin been here, she’d have been laughing her ass off. If it turned out to be the work of another bluejay, she’d probably even start a scoreboard, being a bluejay-hybrid herself. But it was her day off.

She would be so sad she missed this but Jane spotted Steve with his phone out, obviously taking great joy in telling her exactly what she was missing.

“RAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRWWWWWWWWW-hcuppp!p’chu!t’chu!-mmmmMRRRRRRRRRRWWWOOOOOooooooo!!!”

Thankfully even Henry had to stop to breathe, eventually.

And it seemed to be just in time for Eddie to finish getting him clean again because the showerhead shut off not long after.

“Doesn’t he shower at home though?” Max asked softly.

Jane snickered. “Ya. It’s the water temperature. The bathroom at home feels like a sauna when he’s done showering. Can’t do that here or it’ll rot the ceiling and we’ll lose the damage deposit. Besides, he gets treats after.”

The building was just a rental after all.

Poor bastard. If he didn’t have a meeting with a client in an hour, they could’ve rushed home to wash him off.

While Jane could still hear grumbling coming from the closed office, she was thankful Henry had stopped trying to make the injustices of office baths known everyone’s ears bleed.

If she listened closely enough at the door, she could probably even hear Eddie soothing him with cooed reassurances and praises. She had no doubt he was being covered in kisses too.

And being fed duck with cheese and warm goat’s milk.

She was admittedly slightly jealous of the hybrid sometimes. Even though she could easily buy those things for herself, that wasn’t the point.

He would also undoubtedly be getting coddling from almost every person in the building, as his yowling had been rife with ‘poor, unfortunate, innocent creature forced to experience The Horrors’ and not even Jane could resist that level of dolefulness.

Henry’s twin, Edward Creel, who hated his name with a vengeance and ‘would much prefer to be called Dee, thank you very much Jane’, would scoff at his behaviour and mock him, completely ignoring that, as a snow leopord-hybrid, he wouldn’t be feeling the cold water nearly as much as Henry would.

Or maybe he just liked riling up his younger brother (by one whole minute which was apparently a large gap in twin time). That seemed more likely, if Jane was honest with herself, seeing as Henry’s preferred mischief was filling water in empty milk cartons and then randomly swapping them in with the actual milk whenever his twin was over. And only then. He never did that when it was Alice visiting.

The man was on leave for his annual summer vacation with his husband, and Jane’s old middle school teacher, Scott Clarke. They were going to the Caribbean this time on a short expedition to the Amazon Rainforest before going to a resort in Brazil that Jane couldn’t even pronounce.

He would also be getting an update of what had happened today, but from Jane herself. Because she did very much like seeing them cause trouble with each other.

Meanwhile, in the now-quiet office, Eddie was laying on the newly re-shredded couch in an old nightgown waiting for his and Henry’s suits to dry. At least the mud had come out easy. They really should get the dryer upgraded. It was a miracle the office building had the facilities for one on the floor in the first place.

Henry was in a bathrobe seated in the small armchair near him, eating his duck and cheese cuts with an empty glass set on the sidetable.

His tail was flicking happily behind him, forming a loose question mark, and a low purr was rumbling from his throat. The sound was making Eddie unconsciously relax into the soft couch.

They thankfully still had about a half hour left before Henry’s meeting, so hopefully the clothes would be dry by then.

He let his eyes linger on the hybrid in the armchair as the blond licked his fingers, feline ears twitching to and fro as he listened to things around him that Eddie could only guess at. Henry would need a shave soon, if he was feeling up to it.

Struck by a sudden urge, Eddie hauled his ass off the couch and went to stand in front of his fiance. Before Henry could do more than blink his sky-blue eyes at him, Eddie bent and kissed him full on his soft, pink lips. As the taste of Honeyed Duck and some sharp, fancy cheese Eddie still couldn’t pronounce burst across his taste buds, he deepened the kiss to the tune of Henry’s even heavier purring. It was almost making both their chests rumble.

Breaking to give them both some air, Eddie smoothed Henry’s still slightly damp, blond locks out around his ears and pressed a short kiss to his head. As Henry took heavy breaths beneath him, still letting out soft purrs, Eddie tucked the blond’s face under his chin, bracing a hand against the back of the armchair to take some of the strain off his hips.

He chuckled as Henry took the chance to run his tongue under his chin. Eddie reckoned he could probably use a shave, himself, as he frowned at the feel of Henry’s tongue on his growing stubble.

He sighed, letting the older man continue to groom his face.

He had barely made it out of his SUV earlier that morning when the mournful yowling had started. All he had needed to do was check the CEO parking spot for Henry’s ride to guess what had happened.

Hauling the mud covered, crying-slash-complaining cat-hybrid out of the ditch, to the barely concealed snickers of the landscaping team, had gotten Eddie so dirty that he would have been better off not showering before he left home.

“Murrrrrrrrrrrowwwwwwowowowowowowowowowowow” was the tune of Henry’s grumbling the entire way into the building.

“Yeah babe, I know. Bad bird. How dare it not hold still for your wonderfully planned catch? I know. You would have caught me a very big bird, wouldn’t you? Such a good boy~, trying to catch me presents.” Eddie had placated, trying to both soothe the blond’s ego as well as guide Henry to his office without him realizing what was coming.

Usually, Henry would dust his clothes off and groom/brush himself, but he was covered in mud this time (again , technically). And he had a meeting in an hour, if Eddie had remembered correctly.

Eddie had managed to get to his office, too, quietly shutting the door behind them and ignoring everyone’s whispering.

Unfortunately, Henry had caught on when he started to unbutton his shirt and Eddie was sure the entire floor had heard every note Henry could muster from that point on until the soaking wet end.

Bringing his focus back to his fiance, Eddie hummed at the feel of the man’s tongue on his collarbone, leaning to let the nightgown’s strap fall fully off his shoulder so Henry had more of him to ‘groom’. He didn’t have anything more than peach fuzz below his neck right now, but the attention from Henry felt nice.

Maybe he could take him to the community centre this afternoon so the man could catch some (stuffed) birds and work off some energy.

Finished with his grooming, Henry set his face against Eddie’s chest, purring low. Eddie took that to mean his husband-to-be was no longer miffed about the cold bath. He gently held Henry’s head against him and nuzzled into his hair, pressing his mouth against the silky blond locks.

They stayed like this for a few more moments before Henry reluctantly pulled away saying he needed to go review his pitch for their client.

Eddie stretched and declared he’d take a quick snooze until the clothes dried. Nothing in his calendar was so urgent that it couldn’t wait twenty minutes.

After setting an alarm on his phone, the brunet settled down on the couch. He would have to remember to tell Jane to get her brother that shirt.

[paisholotus]

Chapter 2

January 4th, 1996. New York City

Solana’s Pov

I go on the bus, holding Jack's gifts, and take a seat. I put on my headphones and started listening to music. Jack lives around 30 minutes away. I'm really nervous because I hope he likes the things I bought him. I pulled out one of Jack's notebooks and began reading it.

 

When Jack finishes one of his notebooks, he gives it to me to read at home. I smiled to myself as I went through his work. Jack is incredibly talented in so many ways. This guy could also draw and paint his ass off; I've told him several times that even if he doesn't become an author, his drawings and paintings will sell.

 

When we were kids, I called him my bluejay because he reminded me of them. Bluejays are incredibly smart birds, but they are also loud and aggressive, which reminds me of him. However, it is also stated that bluejays make good companions and bring good luck. That is how I feel about him as well.

 

My family, including Summer, teased me about my love for Jack. They often encourage me to just tell him, but that's not simple for me. If I tell him and he doesn't feel the same way, our friendship will change. And our relationship matters more to me than frivolous feelings that are unlikely to be reciprocated.

 

I finally arrived in Manhattan, got off the bus, and began making my way to his place. Jack lives in a horrible neighborhood of Manhattan, and I really wish Mary didn't have to live here. Mary, like anyone else, deserves a better life than she now has.

 

I made it to their apartments and entered the building. It was old and rundown, with graffiti on the walls. Sometimes, there are druggies hung up on the stairs. I'd always feel sorry for them; some people are willing to do anything to escape the brutality of their circumstances. I grinned as I got to their door and knocked, waiting for someone to open.

 

Mary finally answered the door and gave me a big smile before pulling me in and hugging me. "Hey, Mama." I said, laughing, and hugged her tightly. "Hey, sweetheart, it's good to see you." She said, pulling away, cupping my cheeks. Mama M has always had a lovely lightness about her, and she makes everyone feel welcome. "I'm doing well. I just wanted to wish your crotch goblin a happy birthday." I said, holding up the gifts.

 

She lightly pushed my shoulder, laughing, and returned to preparing breakfast. "Summer is not here, by the way; she has cheerleading try-outs." I hummed and nodded. I cleared my throat, making her glance at me as I nodded and pointed down the hallway. She smiled and told me to go ahead.

 

 I walked down the hall towards his room. The door was open, so I slowly stood in the doorway, watching him write. He was sitting up against the headboard, not even noticing I was there.

 

"Well,well,well." I mumbled, leaning against the door to catch his attention. "If it isn't the birthday boy, happy birthday, ugly ass Gremlin." I said, setting his gifts on the bed, and he gave me a playful glare. 

 

"Your big-headed ass dares to come into my room and insult me? With all these colors on, you look like a giant melting crayon." He said, giggling, putting his notebook away and sitting crisscross on the bed.

 

I clicked my tongue and pointed at him. "Look here, bitch, it's your birthday, so I'm not going to say anything smart." I said while sitting on his bed. He chuckled and leaned down to hug me, and I happily placed my arms around his waist and hugged him back.

 

"Happy birthday, blue." I spoke into his neck. He tightened his arms around me and mumbled, "Thank you." I pulled back and smiled as I peered into his blue eyes.

 

I cleared my throat and slid to the end, creating some space between us. He makes me feel so shy whenever I'm near him. "I got you some gifts." I said while holding a large box and a large gift bag.

I handed him the huge box first, and he grinned slightly while holding it. "I hope you didn't get me anything fucking expensive, or I'm kicking your ass." He murmured, staring at me intently. I sucked my teeth and waved him off.

 

He cautiously unwrapped the bow, raised the box top, and gasped. "Holy shit." He whispered. It was a Viswin wooden easel, and I smiled as he carefully lifted it from the box.

 

"Here, let me help." I said, getting off the bed. We placed it beside his dresser, and he stepped back to have a good look at it. He smiled sweetly at me, drawing me into another hug. I threw my arms around his neck and swayed us side to side. 

 

He released me and returned his attention to the easel, stroking his fingertips over the smooth wood. "Lana, how much was this?" He asked, staring back at me with a mild frown. I grinned and shook my head. "Don't worry about it. You're my friend, and I love you, so accept it. I have another bag for you, and if it makes you feel better, it wasn't that expensive." I said, bending down and holding up the large gift bag.

 

He stared at me, frowning, but took the bag. He dug inside his bag and pulled out a card, Then he smirked. "Is there money in here?" He asked, and I shrugged, laughing. "Open it to find out." I said. He stopped smirking and glared at me.

"Lana, I swear to christ himself, there better not be money in here. You know I don't like you spending lots of money on me." I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms. He took the card out of the envelope, opening it as two hundred dollar bills fell out. He stared at the money on the floor in shock before picking it up and walking fast towards, trying to shove it back into my pocket.

We wrestled with each other before I snatched it back out my pocket and placed it hard on his dresser. "You either take that shit back, or I'm gonna kick your ass!" He yelled, I shook my head and smiled.

 

 "You not gon do SHIT! But, what you are going to do is take this money and pull out the other gifts. Or it's gonna get wicked in here, mothafucka." I said, crossing my arms smirking at him.

He scowled at me and snatched the bag from off the floor, looking back inside it. He smiled slightly, despite him being a little mad at me. He pulled out more notebooks and canvases and sat them on the floor beside the easel, walking slowly back to me, pulling me into one last hug.

Jack was way taller for his age, standing at 5'9. I was at average height, 5'5. But, I knew as he got older he'll get taller, his sister is tall too. He lifted me up slightly, causing me to let out a soft giggle, wrapping my arms around his neck. He put me back down on the floor, biting his lip smiling at me.

"Um, glad you like your gifts. I really wanted to see if you wanted to hang out with me, considering you're always with them." I grumbled bitterly. He laughed and sat back down on his bed, putting the two hundred dollars with the rest of his hidden money. Jack and Summer have to literally hide their money, or else their dad takes it.

"I wish you would get along with them. They are not that bad." He said, leaning on his elbows, smiling at me. I shook my head, sitting beside him. I don't mind Neutron and Pedro. It's Mickey who makes me wanna slap the taste out his mouth every time I see him. That bitch always got some slick shit to say about me, he only does it when it's just me around. When he sees I'm with Trey or Ciara he don't say shit, because he got some common sense to not to.

"I don't mind the other two. It's just Mickey. You know I rarely fight, can't remember the last time I was in one. But, his ass keeps saying disrespectful shit every time I'm around. Like, I try to be nice, but he makes me wanna snatch his fucking teeth out." I grumbled, folding my arms looking away from him, as he laughed at me. Apart of them being complete assholes, that's what I would always say about them. Another reason was because he barley spends time with me anymore, i majority see Summer.

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that. But, every time he does talk shit about you, I put him in his place. You know I wouldn't let him disrespect you even if you were or weren't there." He said, seriously, looking me in the eyes.

I gave him a small smile and nodded. He nudged me and slowly held our hands, "I'm sorry for not spending time with you. How about I skip my classes and we go do some fun shit." He said, giving me a big smile. Usually, I'll always tell Jack to stop skipping school and do better with his grades. But I'll let it slide this one time.

I smirked at him and nodded, "ight, let's go ugly." I said, getting off his bed. He scoffed at me, picking his ball up from off the floor, following me out of his room. "You calling me ugly? You look like a horse by the fucking face." I flicked him off, walking back into the kitchen and kissed mama M on the cheek. Jack said by to mama and walked behind me out the door.

[rdng1230]

Chapter 4!

excerpt under the cut:

“Hey what if you just came with me?” Sal asks, as if it's completely normal to invite Tommy to an event with several close members of his family. 

“We need to head over in that direction anyway right? The diamond’s not far. I know a little league championship may not be your perfect idea of a Saturday but I promise to make it worth your while.” 

Sal looks shamelessly down at Tommy’s crotch, leaning forward to kiss him on the nose. Tommy melts. Who am I to say no to an offer like that ?

“Sure why not, just let me throw some clothes on.” He reciprocates, leaving a slower than necessary kiss on Sal’s cleft. Sal reaches for him on instinct and Tommy pulls away with a chastising tsk tsk , “Can’t be late to the big game now can we.” It’s a little gratifying to see Sal trying to get his breathing under control. Tommy turns to the bedroom. “Is there a dress code for this kind of thing? Team colors I should be aware of?” He tosses over his shoulder. Sal gives Tommy’s ass an amused slap over his gray sweatpants. “Just those eyes of yours sweetheart, they got enough bluejay spirit all by themselves.” 

[scribblewriting65]

Owl House Finale

Holy shit, I wish I could cry. It was...beautiful. The contrasting colors from start to end, the action and writing were great for the reunions. The Ending, with Demon Luz? FUCK. YEAH. The Smooth animation is back for one last hurrah, and it was AWESOME. Seeing Belos burn was something beautiful and cathartic. And we got full lip kisses for both Lumity and Willow's dads!

There are hints of Alador/Darius, Huntlow is strong, with Willow being a Flyer Derby Player and Hunter being a Palisman carver, and they made a small gravestone for Flapjack. The love is real, y'all!

We got a major time skip, and it's beautiful!! Luz is studying wild magic for her (every) college major, Eda is the headmaster of the Wild Magic academy (complete with a hook hand), Gus teaches about Humans, and Lilith helped rebuild the library, with a Harpy form! Amity looked both beautiful and kickass with her adult design.

Surprisingly, the biggest issue in pacing was really only for about the first 20 or so minutes. Once Belos started infecting the Isles (Looking deadass like Halo's Flood), the pace was nicely handled.

Oh yeah, I forgot! Raine has a cute little fox Palisman, and Hunter made a bluejay one!

Luz met the Titan in the Between Realm (where her Demon form came from), and while she lost it for a time, King has his own glyph language that's emerging! She'll be able to do it again someday!

Seriously, Luz's Demon Form and the final fight were BAD. ASS.

Seriously, what a finale. The colors, pacing, writing were all great (and they even believably redeemed The Collector!). Yeah the beginning was a bit quick, but other than that it was awesome.

Overall, 9.5/10. I love The Owl House so, so much, and the heart Dana and her crew showed here proved exactly why. I wish I could cry, cause goddamn. Thank you, @danaterrace​, Alex Hirsch and crew, for everything. What started as a time killer quickly became a valued treasure, greater than any gold I’ve seen, and it’s been both a pleasure, and an honor to see the show grow as it did.

Whatever the future holds, we’ll keep the Titan’s heart beating, and the Boiling Isles will always be home. Onward to new adventures!!

[j2zara]

thinking so hard about j2 looking and acting like jace when jace isnt pretending for anyone or putting on a show of being cool girl. dirty blonde hair, comfortable baggy clothes in pastels, soooo sweet and willing for anyone who’ll show him a soft touch. maybe a pair of glasses. he literally Is jace before porter and jace haaaaaates his ass so much.

J2 IN BIG OL' GLASSES AGENDA FINALLY WE'RE STRONGER TOGETHER!! Also pastels Bluejay trutherism. He would look so cute in pastels. Jace doesn't understand bc i think he's a jewel tones person. But. J2 is so cute i love him so much.

The funny thing is that Jace HAS all the clothes from his slutty college phase and his grunge phase and his emo phase whenever even *I* write cloneverse stuff but actually? This might be the truest thing ive ever seen. Something about IYWD paints pre-shatterstar early aguefort jace as. Almost a Goodboy. Like. Very much deconstructing from either of his religious upbringings but i do think there is even a shy, slightly buttoned up conservative vibe. Like. Literally buttoned up. Porter is the one who convinced him to stop wearing his scarves so tightly wound lol. Held in place by a family heirloom with a symbol his mother's galicaean faith. Replacing one god for another. That's J2 to me. He's so 25 year old green new hire jace coded it's not even funny. Desperate for direction. For someone to tell him he's getting things right, maybe even give him a little guiding hand.

(And how much does Porter dictate? Porter told Jace he liked his scarf undone. Sure J2 gravitates toward blue, but did Blue become J2's thing because it was the one thing that Porter was able to pick up as well? Was he bluejay before, his own person from jace, or did he become Bluejay for porter?)

For the record. I still think jace can have those rebellious phases that we love to use to give the clones fodder for dress up so i will chalk this up to like. He's at a new job he's kinda falling back onto what he knows and what he knows is putting on that perfectly cultivated Jace Stardiamond Personal (Lights Camera Bitch Smile)

Anyway. I honestly think out of the clones J2 is probably the most like myself (not really in personality but maybe when it comes to things like personal taste and presentation). That wasn't really on purpose I think I just needed thing thats differentiate him from Jace. But. Like. He's very oldest daughter he's very like takes on all the responsibility for himself and i wouldn't exactly say perfectionist but I do think he just. He takes on a lot and is terrified of failure, desperate to prove his worth, his utility. Like off the clock you know he's changing into sweats immediately but when he's on the clock you know he doesn't crack.

Again the differentiation from jace i guess. I liked this idea of someone who was actually kind of frumpy and laid back in his downtime, as opposed to Jace who is always on always performing always perfectly cultivated (which is why J2 feels so manic pixie coded so You Belong With Me Frumpy Next Door Neighbor Taylor to jace's Bitchy Head Cheerleader Taylor). And i don't think these traits are too distanced from jace, Jace is very preoccupied with his own comfort (and like i love the autistic headcanons, particularly abt him dressing for comfort especially because i relate to that so hard i wear the same halter top in different color every day fjkldjakfjla) but that's why jace is willing to put in the work sometimes right? Work to maintain the comfort. Or at least the illusion of effortless, the cache of being a hot and fuckable elmville 9. And Again that idea of everything being effortless and the illusion of being laid back while Jace has this white knuckle grip on everything.

And like. Jace takes all that one willingly, that's self imposed, but if you had to perform being perfect all the time, if you were told that was your job, wouldn't you want to escape a little? Relax on your downtime? Be a creature of comfort? That's J2 to me. And tbh i do think there are a lot of instincts in J2 that might be his own thing but also might be Of Jace. Would jace be a more relaxed and carefree if he didn't feel the need to be On all the time?

Tbh i am compelled by Jace's dislike of J2 b/c like. I get it but also you created this and he thinks he created his perfect replacement for porter and you WANT him to be able to take care of porter while also resenting him for taking care of porter while also seething because J2 is a low rent knockoff but also look at him he doesn't even CARE about playing the part of the cunt porter married and Porter still likes him (Jace does not know the extent to how much J2 is obsessed with wanting to be the cunt porter married. J2 is willing to put in the work for that and that alone. Otherwise he is a dirty blonde in old badidas shorts cardigans and slides w/ socks. with a gender he thinks is probably not cis but does NOT want to unpack rn).

I do also wonder if Jace resents how soft J2 is and does want to push to see if there is that underlying cunt porter married in there somewhere. Like. This guy CAN'T be as sweet and perfect as everyone thinks he is. (it comes out sometimes. Cunty j2 is something i hold very close to my heart bc it doesn't come out nearly as often as cunty j3 or j4 but it does exist)

[onlyjaeyun]

bc i’m obsessed with tattoos🤭🤭 i need to know what tattoos mr jjongie has🫣 in my mind i feel like he’d have roman numerals of an important date (ie. like his moms birthday or maybe even his own) and like his initials (just a simple P.JS) in that font that’s really nice and clean looking🤷‍♀️ possibly the outline of a blue jay bird on his shoulder blade😩

i envision sb!jay to have very clean line tattoos AND OMG SIDE THOUGHT!! (literally typing out this as i think of it) if he doesn’t have colored tattoos, he lets yn use him as a little coloring book🥺 like she gets washable markers and just colors in his tattoos LITERALLY CRYING BC THATD BE SO STINKING CUTEEE😫😭😭😭

-🪴

you NEVER miss 🤕 the way we both have an obsession with tattoos...should we kiss?🫣 but jokes aside i knew i had to give sb!jay tattoos because the thought of him hiding all of that ink underneath those expensive ass suits is just 🤤

and honestly i absolutely agree with your assumptions, especially the bluejay bird like that is SO him 🥺 i also thought maybe a bunch of like bigger ones which go over his shoulder and down to his chest but i dont have exact images of them in my head 🤕 he also has his mom's borthday tattooed on the back of his right shoulder and his sister's on the opposite side 🫣 i also like to think that he has one on his thigh like a bigger one just bc i know his ghighs sre thick and juicy so it'd be the perfevt fit 😭

also pls the thought of her coloring his tattoos made me sob i love them SO much

[bluejayfiredancer]

hiiiiii im just sliding into your asks because i want to talk to someone about inkheart and mo specifically but no one in my real life wants to hear it lol. here's a question: if i were hypothetically thinking about writing an inkheart tv series what would be the most important parts of mo's character to really try and communicate/illustrate, to you?

omggg!! first off, my sincerest apologies for the late reply! second, I'm always dying to talk about Mo but I'm in the same position as you so thank you so much for the message, truly!!!

this is such a juicy question! if we're hypothetically assuming the whole trilogy would be adapted (and it better)... aside from the more obvious stuff like his relationships with Meggie/Resa/Dustfinger, I'd say that Mo's frankly scarily intense idealism should be hinted at early on, then highlighted. I've mentioned this before here, but it's really the driving force of his character if we're looking at his whole story, and his less reasonable later actions become easier to understand when you have this in mind.

more generally speaking, I basically think the roots of his Bluejay personality need to be consistently shown for his arc to make sense to viewers - his fearlessness and impulsiveness, his willingness to go really hard when he has to, the way he rarely actually fully opens up to anyone, etc. I'm still of the opinion that the seeds were all there; Mo didn't turn into what he does out of nowhere, he was never just a one-dimensional sweet meek dad.

(adding to this, I think it'd be important to properly depict that his acting out in Inkdeath is largely due to him being in a Very Not Good place mentally and not like, him being an asshole while he's having a good time)

I'm coming from a super biased perspective as someone obsessed with Mo's arc, it's unlike anything I've read before or since and I love it so much. I've always seen people not jive with it, so I think it'd be pretty tricky to pull off in an adaptation, too. Is the wider audience ready for a cozy book nerd hot dad to become an angsty pain in the ass murderer hot dad

[transman-badass]

Scene I wrote for a developing idea today at like 7 am. Not sure why I'm posting this but maybe someone will enjoy it

A small door hidden in the roots of this old, old tree. How did no one find it before? The moss didn't hide it that well. I gripped the dark green between my fingers and the moss crumbled to nothing in my hands.

Far far overhead, a bluejay cried. Sweat chilled on the back of my neck. I needed to hide before they found me. Was this even a real door? I wrapped my fingers around the knob, the carvings in the wood digging into my skin.

The door opened. I didn't close it behind me.

I'd expected something smaller waiting for me. Instead someone had taken a lot of time hollowing out the whole of the tree. Light peaked through windows covered by bark. Moss crept in, stretching out through the room. Little holes, carved into the floor, poses in rows like church aisles.

Church, I thought, stepping forward, towards the thing in the center of the room. Church is a good comparison.

Someone left a statue when they scanned abandoned this place. It waited in the center of the room, impossible to miss, impossible to understand. The moss coated it, dangled from it, and I could not see what lay under it. Only the hands, human and outstretched, revealed it was a statue at all.

I took another step forward. My foot crunched moss beneath it.

Was that moss?

Something warm wrapped around my ankle. A scream died in my throat. Cold clutched my heart. I could not look down.

The thing flexed against my leg, shifting almost as if curious against my skin. It stretched out. Wrapped around both my legs. Explored its way higher up my body. The slick skin of it rubbed against my legs, rubbed against my hand as it entwined between my fingers. Under my open shirt, over the twin scars on my chest, around my neck.

Something like a hand brushed over my face. Beside my skin something breathed.

"Yes," a man's voice whispered against my cheek, dragging the word out. "You're most certainly an interesting one, aren't you?"

A gust picked up inside the room, blasting through me. The voice laughed, crumbling like the moss at the door as the thing wrapped around my body broke up into nothing. I fell backwards, hit the ground on my ass hard. Sitting there, panting, movement returned to my body, I looked around. Of course, there was no one.

I looked at the world through the door behind me. I felt it in my bones. Whatever had been in here with me was now out there. And I'd let it out.

[am-i-obsessed---maybe]

Schooled (Shadow Of A Bluejay Ch.4)

Let's go rewrite!

anyway this chapter includes one of the important changes from the shadows of a bluebird series, reader's relationship with Artemis.

Wordcount: 2.9k

warnings: none

Series Masterlist

Since July you'd been spending more and more time in the cave with the team. You hadn't even noticed the change but as you slung a bag over your shoulder and prepared to zeta to the cave in the morning Dinah commented.

"Off to the cave again?" She asked.

"Uh, yeah. The team and I were gonna hang out, maybe play some games" You said and Dinah smiled.

"That's good. have fun" She said and you nodded, walking through the zeta tube.

Mount Justice August 3, 13:06 EDT

A few hours of games ended with Wally beating Kaldur at a game of hologram air hockey.

Midway through the game Superboy came back from his trip to metropolis and you didn't have to be a mind reader to tell he was angry.

He left shortly before you arrived, you didn't know why and while when he left it didn't matter, it was after all none of your business now seeing him in such a bad mood, you wondered what happened.

"Ready for training everyone?" Dinah asked. She and Martian Manhunter came in from another entrance. 

M'gann ran to give her uncle a hug and you went over to greet Dinah.

"Is it training time already? I could've sworn it was only noon" You said and she smiled.

"Time flies when you're having fun" She told you before turning her attention to the group.

"Ready for training everyone?" She asked. While most of the team nodded and crowded around her, Superboy turned to leave.

"Stick around" She told him. "Class is in session"

Dinah walked to the center of the holographic computer and lit up the floor, switching its purpose to that of a training room.

"I consider it an honor to be your teacher. I'll throw a lot at you. Everything I've learned from my own mentors and my own bruises" She said, taking off her jacket and revealing a patched up shoulder. You were used to seeing Dinah with some kind of injury. You had higher endurance and strength as part of your powers but she was mostly human.

She began explaining the basic tenets of combat, a lesson you were very well versed in.

Looking around the room you were probably one of the best martial artists there. Aqualad, Superboy, Miss M and KF all relied on their powers to fight. One could say Robin was a match for you but you'd been training much longer than him. Your whole life really, so what Dinah was saying wasn't new but when she asked for a sparring partner and Wally volunteered your interest was peaked. You were just about to raise your hand but the young speedster beat you to it.  You crossed your arms and smirked as Wally approached Dinah and made a sly remark.

"After this, I'll show you my moves" He said and you rolled your eyes.

Within two seconds he was flat on his ass and Robin burst out laughing.

"Did anyone see what he did wrong?" Dinah asked and Robin eagerly put his hand up.

"Oh, oh, he hit on teacher and got served?" He asked, embarrassing his friend. 

You snickered.

"He allowed me to dictate the terms of the fight" Dinah explained and from the corner of the room behind her Superboy groaned.

"Oh please, with my powers the battle's always on my terms. I'm a living weapon and this is a waste of my time" He said and you simply smirked. This would be a good show.

"Prove it" Dinah said. Now things were getting interesting. If you thought Wally needed to be humbled you knew Superboy needed to be brought down a peg.

He approached your mentor and just like Wally Dinah won within seconds, flipping him over and onto his butt. 

Robin was bursting with laughter beside you but you had the decency to just quietly snicker and keep your thoughts to yourself as Superboy charged at Dinah again only to once again end up on the ground.

"You're angry, good. But don't react, channel that anger into—" Dinah didn't get to finish her sentence as Superboy charged her again only to, once again, be beaten.

"That's it, I'm done" Superboy said, annoyance evident in his voice.

"Training is mandatory" Reminded Dinah and just as you thought Superboy would get into another altercation with your mentor a transmission came in.

"Batman to the cave. 5 hours ago a new menace attacked Green Arrow and Black Canary." He said and you turned to Dinah, whispering, "Why didn't you call me?". She simply put a finger to her lips and motioned back to the monitor.

"The attacker was capable of studying and then duplicating the powers and abilities of it's opponents" Batman explained and you turned to your mentor.

"Arrow called in reinforcements, which nearly proved disastrous as our new foe gained more powers with each new combatant." Batman explained.

"In the end it took eight leaguers four hours to defeat and dismantle the android" He continued.

"An android? Who made it? T.O Morrow?" Robin asked.

"Good guess but Red Tornado doesn't think so. The technology bears the signature of professor Ivo" Batman explained with the help of Martian Manhunter.

"But Ivo's dead" You said. There was no way a dead man made an android that just now popped up. At least you hoped so.

Batman then went on to explain that the now disassembled parts of this android were being sent separately to two different STAR labs locations and that four decoy trucks will  be going as well to make it harder for anyone to guess what trucks the parts are in. He assigned the team with the job of discreetly following the trucks with the parts and keeping them safe if the worst happens.

Once Batman sent out the coordinates from which you'd be escorting the trucks you all went to change. Superhero suits won't work for the mission so you had to go out in civvies, specifically in biker gear.

Litchfield County August 8, 20:08 EDT

You adjusted your sunglasses to fit comfortably under the motorcycle helmet you'll be wearing. Flying was out of the question so you had to blend in and while the lens of your helmet was dark it wasn't enough to completely hide your face.

The groups you had split into included you, Robin and Superboy, all of whom will be following the Manhattan truck while Aqualad, Kid Flash and Miss Martian follow the Boston truck.

As each group left in their own direction you made sure to keep a discreet distance between you and the trucks and Robin and Superboy followed your lead.

"If Dislike is the opposite of like is disaster the opposite of aster?" Robin asked after you'd been driving in silence for a while.

"See, instead of things going wrong they go right" He explained but Superboy, who was keeping an equal speed and riding beside him didn't respond.

"Uh, clearly you're not feeling the aster. What's wrong?" Robin asked.

"Canary. I mean what business does she have teaching combat skills to a guy with super strength?" Superboy asked and scoffed.

"Taking down bigger guys is part of the gig. canary learned that the hard way, right Blue?" Robin said, bringing you in.

"Yeah I guess. Like you saw earlier she beat you easily. You just can't take it personally. She can be a pretty tough teacher" You told Superboy.

He just humphed and revved up his bike, taking over the front and leaving you behind with Robin.

"Well he's a treat today" You mumbled.

Within seconds green robotic monkeys flew out of the fields beside the road and began attacking the truck.

You grumbled as you put your motorcycle to battle mode, detaching one of the wheels into a drone and allowing your bike to drive on auto pilot.

"Robot monkeys, totally Ivo's tweek style" Robin joked as he too put his bike in battle mode and began using the drone to shoot down monkeys.

Superboy on the other hand had a different idea and simply jumped from his bike to the roof of the truck, allowing it to crash into Robin's bike. The boy wonder only barely managed to grapple onto the truck without injury.

"Careful!" You said as you swerved your bike out of the way and flew off to join the two on the truck, though your bike— still being in battle mode— stayed the course and continued to follow the truck on it's own.

The three of you did your best to take out the monkeys but there were too many of them to hold back and in the end all you could do was help the truck driver out before they crashed the truck.

You flew beside the truck and forced the door open holding out your hand to the driver.

"Get out, now!" You told him and he did as he was told, holding onto you for dear life as you flew him away from the crashing truck, quickly followed by Robin.

The three of you landed in the nearby field as the truck rolled onto it's side and the monkeys blew through the door with the android parts.

Once the truck stopped moving you went to help Superboy. You knew he would be okay, that boy could take a beating without getting a scratch with his kryptonian DNA but he still might need help.

He didn't though. He panted as he lifted the truck off of him but he was fine.

"Superboy are you alright?" You asked as you approached but it was as if he didn't hear you, simply jumping after the monkeys.

"Superboy!" You and Robin yelled after him but it didn't help and unlike him you weren't about to leave your teammate in the middle of nowhere on his own.

There was some static over your comm and then Kaldur's voice. "Aqualad to Robin, we lost our cargo. Did you—" Robin cut him to the chase though.

"It's gone" He said.

"And so is Superboy" You added through your own comm.

"Aqualad to Superboy, radio your position we'll help you" Kaldur said and you could hear Superboy's voice through the comms saying he didn't need help before his side of the comms went staticy.

Aqualad's team talked amongst themselves, you could hear it clearly through the comms but there was no need to reply so you simply motioned Robin over to one of the broken monkeys littering the road.

"You think you can get something from this?" You asked him and he nodded.

"I can try" He said, connecting his wrist computer to the robot.

"—Robin?" Kaldur's voice asked through the comms.

"He's with me, we're trying to hack into the remains of one of the monkeys" You explained. The boy wonder was so focused on his work that he didn't hear his name being called.

"Ha! Got it! The parts have GPS. That's the signal that the monkeys were tracking and now that I have a monkey of my own I can track it back to their location. It looks like both sets of parts are converging on Gotham City!" Robin said.

That wasn't good news.

"That far south?" Kaldur asked, though it wasn't really a question.

"M'gann and I won't get there anytime soon. I'm sending Kid out ahead to meet you. Aqualad out" He said and cut the connection.

Robin took the monkey he was using to track the parts. Threw it over his shoulder and began walking back to where your bikes were.

"Definitely a disaster. Heavy on the dis" He said and you nodded.

"Running very low on the aster" You agreed.

Gotham City Limit August 8, 21:47 EDT

Both you and Robin changed into your Superhero suits. Your cover was blown so it was about time you had all your tools at your disposal.

Just outside of Gotham Kid Flash finally joined you, also in his suit. He ran beside the both of you, easily keeping up with the motorcycles, having long since ditched his own. He was faster on his feet anyway.

"What's up Rob-man? You still tracking the parts?" Wally asked.

"Yeah, they were going through Gotham but they veered— wait dude they're at my school!" Robin exclaimed. You revved your bike's engine. "Then what are we waiting for? Lead the way bird boy"  You told him and he did, speeding up his own bike to take the lead.

Gotham Academy August 8, 22:14 EDT

you all ran through the halls of the school, KF leagues ahead of both you and Robin. The parts GPS said they were in the gym and KF ran in just in time to rescue Superboy from being crushed by the android.

He was worse for wear and while Robin distracted the android you made sure Superboy was okay.

"Hey" You told him, checking his pupillary response.

"I'm fine" He grumbled, moving his head away from you.

"Yeah, I'm sure, cause taking on a robot with the powers of the Justice League all by yourself is a completely rational thing to do" You replied. Part of you was hoping he had a concussion, at least then this could've been blamed on brain damage.

It wasn't long though before you were all swept back into the fight. 

Professor Ivo sat idly by as he watched his android attack you. First with the powers of Red Tornado, then Captain Atom, Black canary, Superman, Martian manhunter, the entire league, and he overwhelmed your friends.

"You wanna fight? Alright, let's fight!" You yelled as you charged the android. You'd take everything you'd ever learned about the league and how they fought and you would use it against him.  Flying out of the way of heat vision and dodging Canary Cries. You'd gotten a few hits in but not enough as the android grabbed your wrist and flung you into a wall.

"Ugh, Yawn. Normally Amazo would study and mimic your abilities during battle but I guess even Canary's little chick isn't special enough to fight back. You're all just such poor copies of the originals" Ivo complained and you steadied yourself to try again.

"So everyone keeps saying. It makes me angry!" Superboy screamed as he jumped towards the inventor.

"Wanna see me channel that anger?!" He yelled, leaving the poor man to run for his life.

"Amazo, protect your master, priority Alpha!" Ivo called out and you looked at Robin and Kid Flash.

"You thinking what I'm thinking?" You asked.

"Yeah, who's up for a game of keep away" Robin said and ran at Ivo

KF smiled. "Oh me! Me!" He said and ran at the inventor Robin just shoved to the floor.

The three of you shoved the professor around enough to confuse the android and while he was density shifting Superboy punched his head, blowing it up the second he went to access a different power.

And like that it was over. With a big explosion Amazo fell down to the ground.

"Help me disassemble him now!" Robin called and you flew over, taking a tool out of your utility belt and breaking apart pieces.

"Dude, come on, the guy has no head" Wally said.

"Don't take any chances" Kaldur said as he and M'gann finally ran in. She went straight to check on Superboy.

"Hey, where's Ivo?" Wally asked and upon looking around the destroyed gym none of you could find him.

"Looks like the coward ran away in the chaos" You said, throwing Amazo's right arm a couple feet away from it's body.

Mount Justice August 4, 1:06 EDT

The team assembled one more time in the cave to give your report.

"The Amazo android is in pieces again safely being analyzed at the two separate Star Labs, but Ivo escaped and since he originated the tech he's arguably more dangerous than the android." Kaldur said.

"Capturing the professor will be a league priority" Dinah told him.

"But we understand your mission had encountered... other complications" Martian Manhunter said and you all turned to look at Superboy, who looked down.

"Complications come with the job, your ability to handle them has impressed the League" Batman said and Superboy looked hopeful for the first time today.

"The whole League?" He asked.

"Given time, yes. Kryptonians as you know have very hard heads" He told Superboy.

"Of course there's no shame in asking for help, that's why the League exists—"

"Please, even if we needed help we'd never get the chance to ask. You  were following us!" Robin said, pulling out an arrow. It didn't look like any arrow you'd seen Ollie use. It was much smoother and slightly smaller.

"Robin" You tried to say but he didn't listen.

"Look familiar?" He asked, holding the arrow in Ollie's face. 

In return he took out an arrow from his quiver.

"We didn't follow you" Batman said and Robin's face shifted as he saw GA's arrow. It had ridges in the sides and was larger.

"That means—"

"Speedy!" Wally interjected and Kaldur smiled.

You looked between Ollie and Dinah. You knew that wasn't Roy's arrow but you didn't know who's it was. 

Ollie looked at Batman and then at you. Your brows furrowed and your eyes were practically screaming. "What is going on Ollie?".

He took you aside, away from everyone else.

"Listen kid—" 

"Did you replace Roy? Did you do it without even telling me?" You asked and Ollie's face looked almost anguished.

"No, no, of course not. I'd never replace Roy" He said.

"Then who's arrow saved us out there?" You asked and he sighed.

"It's a long story" He said.