#bluebird the seeker

[bluebird-the-seeker]

Here have some Bluebird doodles cause Earthspark happened and I got Starscream content and I’m anything but calm

[puppetmaster13u]

Been thinkin about Batman & Pokemon crossovers, so have a list-ish of what I think they'd have. Might do Gotham's rogues too later. First ones listed would probably be their starter of sorts, but honestly that can be up for debate too.

Bruce Wayne -Lets be honest as part of his Brucie cover he probably hides the fact he has a few of these lol [1] Absol (Everyone knows he has one & it probably wears a bow-tie to Galas) [2] Jigglypuff (Mostly for his Brucie cover but he loves the attention seeker) [3] Kangaskhan (C'mon mister adoption-issue definitely has one) [4] Noivern (Big dragon-bat for the Batman) [5] Drakloak (Another parenting pokemon, one had by both Bruce & the Bat) [6] Metagross (Very smart armored friend for the Bat) [7] Silvally (Let's be honest with all the labs in Gotham he probably found it) [8] Iron Valiant (Look at it and tell me its not here to steal ur gender) [9] Mareep (It's his therapy sheep that he can hug because fluff) [10] Hisuian Goodra (powerful shy friend for the socially awkward man)

Alfred Pennyworth [1] Dragapult (He deserves a ghostly dragon friend swarmed by lil dragons) [2] Gallade (We know he's good at hand-to-hand combat) [3] Cinccino (C'mon give him a helper in cleaning the manor) [4] Blissey (Let's be honest with how often the bats are hurt he needs help) [5] Solgaleo (If anyone deserves a big intimidating sun lion it's Alfred) [6] Dachsbun (I mean just look at it, he deserves a bread dog as the cook) [7] Drampa (Grandpa dragon, enough said for the grandpa of the batclan) [8] Sylveon (Another healer helper who probably was part of the service) [9] Flabebe (Let's be honest this buddy helps with the garden)

Dick Grayson [1] Staraptor (I mean speedy dark bird friend who starts small & cuddly looking) [2] Lucario (Honestly they probably spar spikes vs escrima sticks lol) [3] Growlithe (Mans worked as a police officer, every one of them has one) [4] Salamence (If you read the lines pokedex you know exactly why this fits) [5] Joltik (A secret tiny electric friend to sit on his shoulder or head)

Barbara Gordon [1] Emolga (C'mon energetic gliding bat friend is totally Batgirl) [2] Herdier (Probably a gift from her dad as a puppy who she raised) [3] Swoobat (Another bat bud to help her in fighting) [4] Deoxys (Who would want to mess with Oracle with a 'mon like this lol) [5] Porygon-2 (Oracle is everywhere & this lil data bird is too)

Jason Todd [1] Talonflame (Speedy red bird who starts tiny & gets huge) [2] Chandelure (I mean ghost friend for the undead boi?) [3] Steelix (Let him pain its head red for vigilante/crime lord work) [4] Corviknight (Let's be honest he got this one while in the League) [5] Decidueye (There's not exactly pokemon with a gun but there's this) [6] Roaring Moon (I mean this looks constantly ready to maul you lol)

Cassandra Cain [1] Weavile (Look at it & look at her backstory, her dad definitely gave her it) [2] Marshadow (I mean it's the pokemon who copies others via shadows) [3] Crobat (Bruce: I don't have favorites; Also Bruce: Gives her one of his bats) [4] Sensu Oricorio (They can dance together for funsies) [5] Kecleon (She's very stealthy & can disappear with a friend)

Harper Row [1] Midnight Lycanroc (She was very angry in the beginning so have friend) [2] Cloyster (This one is straight up from vibes lol) [3] Nidoqueen (Big armored friend for vigilante work & hugs) [4] Shiny Venomoth (A friend to help keep watch over her brother) [5] Pidgeot (Dye the head feathers blue for Bluebird work) [6] Tinktatuff (Tinkering buddies who can build cannons together)

Stephanie Brown [1] Marshadow (She found it on the streets while trying to take out her dad) [2] Gabite (Look at that face & tell me they wouldn't do mischief together) [3] Scrafty (Street kid w/ her equally scrappy pal do battle togethre) [4] Fearow (She'll steal whatever pokemon she likes from Bruce thx) [5] Paldean Wooper (Dead Robin club has a new death-themed member)

Terry McGinnis [1] Zorua (He definitely needs a fluffy friend to hold as a child) [2] Mimikyu (Living shadow pal in matching disguises) [3] Flygon (He got it as a trapinch below their floorboards) [4] Zekrom (This was probably hidden in the Batcave or deeper in the caves) [5] Iron Jugulis (This is definitely the sort of thing that'd be in Neo-Gotham) [6] Iron Treads (Look at it & look at Terry's batsuit, they can match together)

Tim Drake [1] Dragonair (Gifted by his bio-parents because appearances) [2] Milotic (Also given by the Drakes before they left again) [3] Duraludon (Mister CEO deserves a skyscraper dragon for intimidation) [4] Noctowl (Night owl to go vigilantying with him & tries to get him to sleep) [5] Iron Jugulis (Honestly he probably built it, let's be honest)

Duke Thomas [1] Kilowattrel (Glowy bird friend? Glowy bird friend.) [2] Murkrow (Shadowy bird friend? Shadowy bird friend.) [3] Watchog (A friend who goes on patrol & shines like he does) [4] Umbreon (He deserves a dog-cat to help with the trauma) [5] Dedenne (Another squishy friend who helps comfort him) [6] Chi-Yu (Look at this lil fire goldfish, he deserves a fire goldfish)

Cullen Row [1] Cubone (I mean just read the pokedex entry, enough said) [2] Pikachu (I just like to think he carries it around like a big cat) [3] Sobble (Sad friend bois who can both grow together) [4] Eevee (Fluffy fox-dog he plays fetch with as he deserves) [5] Flamigo (It just sort of followed him home & is overprotective now)

Damian Al Ghul [1] Gliscor (Poisonous scorpion bat friend given by his mom probably) [2] Skarmory (Blade bird also trained to be an assassin of sorts) [3] Pawniard (Another blade friend but also a pawn like he was to Ras) [4] Aegislash (A literal blade friend who he can use as a sword) [5] Ceruledge (Ghost knight buddy for the son of the dark knight) [6] Paldean Tauros (BatcowBatcowBatcowBatcowBatcow) [7] Spearow (Angry baby bird to go with an angry baby vigilante) [8] Arcanine (TitusTitusTitusTitus) [9] Poochyena (Tiny puppy that Titus brought back during fetch) [10] Dreepy (Gift from Bruce who got his own dreepy from Alfred as a kid) [11] Ralts (Emotion sensing friend to help him understand social rules) [12] Eternatus (Ever see Goliath, Damian's demon dragon-bat? This. This.)

Mathew McGinnis [1] Murkrow (They're probably everywhere in Neo-Gotham) [2] Iron Moth () [3] Orange Minior () [4] Galarian Farfetch'd () [5] Pupitar ()

Jarro the Starro [1] Starmie (Starfish friends, it likes to hold him on top of its head) [2] Ditto (tiny squishy vigilante pals who are the same size as a batarang) [3] Orthworm (The biggest friend he can ride on the head of) [4] Wishiwashi (Big swarm of friends who can get big like the Starros) [5] Espeon (Psychic cat friend befriends psychic starfish) [6] Tangela (I just think the vibes would fit)

[captain-lessship]

Toffee Pt. 3: Professor

You were walking the platform, having agreed to watch the students, specifically the first years get on the train. You were talking to a familiar face when you saw a ginger-haired and a dark-haired pair of boys, you did a double take. 

"Ronald Weasley!" you said, smiling. 

"Professor! How're you? You get to teach Fred and George, good luck."

"Aw, those two are my favorites! I am excited to see you around, Ronnie. If you and your..." you looked at the boy that was beside him and a million memories flashed into your mind. Her laugh, his laugh, his hair he combed with a little too much gel, her eyes that glowed hot with hope, her smile, his smile. You smiled, "Your friend ever need anything, do not hesitate to ask!" 

Two ginger suck up behind you and screamed making you, turn around and swat at them. "Oh, you two! Always causing issues, aren't ya?"

"C'mon Professor Show Harry the bird!" Fred said.

"Unless you've gotten rusty, that is! You're what 3-" George stop when he saw you pull out your wand and a coin, "George if you know what's best for you, you will not finish that sentence." You threw the coin into the air and smiled as you swished your wand, turning the coin into a bluebird that fluttered up to the light to roost. You looked at Ron and Harry.

"You will learn a lot of magic at Hogwarts. You should have fun but," you thought about all the trouble James got into, "try not to get in trouble, dearies."

And one of the first things they did was get in trouble. Alerted by your students looking out the window, you watched from your tower in bewilderment as Harry seemed to be taunted by a blonde boy. Along with your students that were now crowded beside the windows, you watched as the blonde threw a ball of some sort and he flew and caught it with skill no first-year-first lesson should have taught. You would have a talk with him later but as he landed, Professor McGonagall walked out and took him off. You knew Gryffindor was searching for a new seeker and you grinned as you thought about him on the quidditch pitch. 

You silenced your students before returning to face the blackboard, "Alright alright, shows over! Back to your seats, you have an ess- George, put that can opener down."

"You got eyes in the back of your head Professor."

Eventually, your class was over and you were walking to the Great Hall, book in hand. You stopped when you came to a certain window: It was where you and Remus would meet and sneak up to the astronomy tower. You smiled as you thought of your husband but scowled, he should be here teaching instead of doing hard labor that made his hands calloused and cracked. 

You would return to him over the holidays as it was your rotation turn to go home. All the teachers had agreed to draw lots years ago that were marked with numbers between one and three and whichever you drew, that was your group. Having drawn a two, you had to stay last year but you would return to your quaint little house for Christmas. It was very early to be thinking about it but you grew excited. You were so caught up in thought until you heard your voice, you jumped and looked to see a short-haired girl in a Gryffindor robe. 

"Apologies, Do you need something?" 

"I have a few questions about your class and what it includes." 

You were confused since the girl had to have been a first year, "Oh I don't think you ne-"

"I know a lot about muggles, being muggle-born, will that make it to where I can't take your class?"

"Oh, no, it won't. "

"Okay! Thank you, Professor. I'm Hermione Granger." She extended her hand and you reached for it. Something about her reminded you of yourself. 

"Don't worry about my class, Miss Granger. It's two years away. You need to focus on the ones you have and enjoy your first year." 

"I will! I will, Professor Lupin, I will." 

You and the girl walked to the Great Hall, talking about her classes and how you'd be willing to tutor her during your free period, which she gladly accepted. You saw her to the Gryffindor table before smiling and waving bye to her as she sat down and you walked to take your seat at your table. 

"Oh my god, Professor Lupin is just amazing! She offered to tutor me!" she shook with excitement. Harry looked at Ron.

"Isn't she the one we saw at the platform?"

"Yea. She is a family friend"

"You know her?!" Hermione asked Ron. 

"Yeah, She always gives Mum Christmas cards and cookies."

The Twins nosed into the conversation, "Yeah, Ron used to have a crush on her." Fred said, queuing George to speak as well, "You cried for days when Mum broke it to you you couldn't date her"

"I was like four, I didn't know any better!" Ron justified. 

You giggled and shook your head as you overheard the conversation, you sipped from your cup before turning to Severus, "So... I heard you fussed at Harry." 

He looked up from his food with an irritated expression, "He's just like his father."

"Have you even talked to him?"

"No. You haven't either." 

You rolled your eyes at him, "Hating him won't hurt James." you scoffed.

He just stared at his cup, you sighed, it was hard for him especially since you, him, and Albus had agreed not to talk about it with Harry and not seek out conversations about his parents and what you knew about them. You both thought it was a great disservice but agreed. Your job, with all students not just Harry was to keep them safe. But Harry seemed to have trouble following him.

You held your hands tightly together as you watched the Slytherin versus Gryffindor Quidditch match. It was the first match of the season and Harry's first-ever match. And it was not looking good for Gryffindor, they had lost their Keeper, Oliver Wood, and two of their chasers. You didn't like preferring one house over the other but you were loyal to Hufflepuff first and Gryffindor second so you were cheering them on and wearing Remus's Gryffindor scar from your school days that he had sent when you wrote to him about it in advance.

Suddenly, Harry's broom seemed to be acting weird, you looked at the people beside you, and questions of how and why were floating about. You pulled out your wand, subconsciously readying yourself to cast a spell to grab him before he hit the ground but you smelled burning from a few rows down, you saw that Snape's cloak had lit ablaze and he was stomping it out. It distracted the people in your stand from the fact Harry was now on his broom chasing the Golden Snitch. You watched as he dipped to fly just above the ground and crashed. You let out a yelp and an Aw. Harry stood up, dirty and looking as if he was going to hurl but instead of his breakfast, it was a golden sphere. Cheers erupted from everyone. Except for the Slytherins.

You were sipping your drink when Qurriel ran in, screaming about a troll, in the dungeon until he reached the end of the house tables and fainted. You stood up and grabbed your wand but Dumbledore erupted with a 'Silence'. He ordered the houses to go back to their common rooms. You hurried to the Hufflepuss tables to count heads with the Prefect and Professor Sprout. You walked with them until you noticed a pair of boys running off to the girl's bathroom. You alerted Sprout and went to get your fellow Professors.

You were packing up your personal items when you heard a knock on your door, "Come in!" you chimed, your voice rich with excitement. You had received a letter from Remus and you missed him terribly. In stepped your favorite not-yet-student, she seemed as if she too would be returning home from the holidays judging by the bag she was were and trunk you could see just outside the door. 

"Professor, can I ask you a question?"

She was a very curious girl so she was going to ask whether you said yes or no, "Of course, what is it?"

"Say... Hypothetically, if someone got caught in the restricted section, how much trouble would they be in?" 

You were surprised, "Well, Most of the time it is detention for two days but every case is different. Things such as who caught them, their reason for being there, and whether or not they broke curfew often increase or decrease the punishment. A lot of things need to be taken into account." you swished your wand, locking a few cupboards. You looked at her and saw an odd expression on her face. 

"What is it, Miss Granger? Were you expecting me to go authoritarian on you and tell you that you will be strung up near the Whoomping Willow?" 

"Sort of."

You laughed, "Oh dear, I did all sorts of things and I have a personal rule that I will not greatly punish a student for something I did unless they are doing it to purposefully cause harm to themselves or another student. What do you need from the Restricted section?"

"It isn't for me, well it kind of is but it's for Harry Potter." She said, "I won't have time to read it before time to leave." 

You sighed, "That is a problem. I am also leaving for the holidays, you know, got to get home to the family."

"Do you have kids?" she asked, looking at the picture of you and Remus on your desk. It was taken when you were at Hogwarts during your graduation. You and him were hugging and laughing because minutes before 

"No, No I don't." 

"Is he your husband?"

"Yes, he is."

"Why don't you wear a ring?"

"I have a deep fear of losing it. It was his grandmother's ring and it is a size too big for me." you pulled the necklace from under your robe. You pulled it from your neck and handed it to her.

She gently held it and looked at it before returning it to you, you put it back on and reached for your tote bag. "Well, I must be off. Have a Happy Christmas, Hermione."

"You too, Professor."

You had a gift to deliver to a special someone.

You stomped your feet off on the outside mat before knocking on the door. Your face was hurting from how hard you were smiling, you were happy to be home and happy to see Remus. You heard the door unclick and it opened to reveal your man: Remus John Lupin. You practically tackled him, squeezing as if you let go he'd slip away. You pulled back to grab your suitcase and shut the door.

"Where are the cookies?" you asked, smelling gingerbread in the air. You looked at him and noticed a weak smile instead of his iconic 'missed you' one. That meant one thing. He seemed to be in slight pain as well. You sat your suitcase down and put your hand on his forehead. 

'I am fine. They're in the oven." he said, trying to perk up. You shook your head. 

"Please go sit down at least."

"But-"

"No buts. I will finish up the cookies and I will make us dinner." You took off your coat and slipped on your house slippers that stayed by the door. He reluctantly hobbled to the couch and sat down, feeling more tired than he thought he was. He felt so guilty for being this way and depriving you of a normal holiday season. Luckily, it was almost over and he'd be all better by Christmas Eve. 

He sighed gently as he looked around the living room: It was painted by both of you, you had put up pictures and he'd organized the several bookshelves. You both had disagreed about the furniture layout at the start but you had eventually agreed on two comfy armchairs on either side of the fireplace and a three-person sofa further away, separated by a coffee table. He loved it because it was shared between him and you. Almost twelve years of memories, love, and happiness were in this house. 

He stood up and went to the kitchen to see you mixing up the icing and coloring it. He just watched for a minute until you notice him. "Rem, I thought you were going to take a rest?" 

he smiled as he walked to the plate of undecorated cookies that were cooling, "I would but fresh out of the oven gingerbread calls me." he said picking one up and blowing on it before he took a bite. You rolled your eyes. 

"We could take a small break while they cool. I really need to unpack, wash my clothes, clean up and fix this disaster," you said, pointing to your hair. He fanned his mouth as he went to the fridge and grabbed the milk, "You better n-" he popped off the cap and took a swig. You have him a look that made him and he flashed his smile, making you huff but grin. 

You and he walked through the kitchen and the living room, grabbed your suitcase, and went up the stairs to your bedroom. When you got to the bedroom, you sighed happily. It was your favorite place in the house. It was a very personal place and it was a safe place, you and he decorated every room but you took extra care with it. Remus was skilled at woodworking and made the bed frame, chest of drawers, and wardrobe. He was so good at it that he sold pieces that the house didn't need. You walked to the end and flopped down face first on the quilt your mother and you had made. You were so happy to be home. 

"So," Remus sat down beside you, "I think you should get changed into pajamas and take that nap with me. Dinner time is a social construct, we could eat at eleven at night."

You lifted your head off the bed, "I would love that but-"

"Nope, we are going to talk about your day, get cozy and take a nice long nap."

You rolled over on your back, looking up at the ceiling. "Fine. Pajamas, here I come." 

"I washed a pair fresh. They are up in the wardrobe on the right side." 

You smiled, he and you had grown accustomed to both of your quirks. He had to sleep near the door, he couldn't stand the smell or taste of uncooked tomatoes and had to cut his own hair because no one else could do it right. You had to have matching dishes, had to wear your earrings so you could fiddle with them, and couldn't stand cold floors so every room had a rug of sorts. 

You opened your wardrobe and pulled your yellow chemise-style sleep dress out and went behind the folding partition to change. Remus, having been home from work for a few hours, had already changed into his sleep clothes and house robe. He simply untied the robe and hung it on the back of the door and slipped off his slippers. He returned to the bed and folded back the covers before getting under them. You were changed at this point and were making your way to the bed, he folded back the covers for you and you slipped under them, exhaustion filling you. You had been up for hours since you were too excited to sleep, the long train ride didn't help and it was always comforting when you laid on your own bed, in your own house with something better than a pillow to snuggle up with. Speaking of that, Remus had looped an arm around you and pulled you closer.

"How have you been? Despite what your letters said, I know it's stressful."

You sighed, "It's very stressful but I love it. I love the students and my fellow staff though some of the students drive me up the wall. I had to save Draco from a pit, Harry nearly died during a quidditch match, Ron falls asleep in the halls, Hermione is going to go grey by the time she's sixteen, and my poor boy Neville is terrified of his own shadow." 

He laughed, "Sounds like a fun group. Picked a favorite?"

"I don't pick favorites."

"It's Hermione, isn't it."

"Don't tell a soul but yes. She reminds me of myself at her age."

"Oh dear lord, she must be insufferable."

"Aw, shush! You decided to marry me so I couldn't have been that annoying and she is a very nice kid!" you swatted at him, making him laugh again. A comforting silence fell over the two of you. You missed him so much that just being around him seemed to ease the stress and make you feel as if nothing in the world could ever be going awry. You missed when it was like this and you wished it could stay like this forever.

You were calmly sitting in the infirmary, gently whispering a story to Harry. You got intense flashbacks to you rocking him and re-telling him Rumplesteelskin. You smiled to yourself as you also thought about James and Lily. You brushed some hair out of the boy's eyes to keep him asleep a while longer. 

"You should not do this to yourself." you heard a voice say. You raised and straightened up. 

"Albus, You know that I have to. He will need those memories to know he was loved. They are precious and I have so much to tell him." You looked at him, "I was lucky enough to have known them and now, I have been trusted with the ones he'll need and I will protect him from the ones he won't." 

The old man's eyes grew soft behind the half-crescent moon spectacles. "I understand but it is important that Harry, the best he can, has a normal life."

You laughed sarcastically, "We are wizards and he is strange even for one of us. Normal isn't in the cards." 

He grinned, "Let us walk. He needs rest." He turned and you stood and strode to him, turning to make sure the boy was still asleep. You closed the door gently.

"You miss them, dear friend. I know. You feel an obligation to be just as friendly with Harry as you were with them." He said.

"Obligation? No, not really. I see it as a courtesy. I, in a way, feel as if I stole their time together." you said, looking sadly at the ground.

"No. You gave them more with what you did."

"Tell us where you bitch!" one of them called out, blasting you with another painful beam. You cried out in pain. It was the third time and you felt as if you were going to break your bones from how violently you were thriving about like a trapped snake. 

"I- No! Nev-" The spell hit you again and you let out another ear-piercing scream.

"I don't like to think of that." you said, feeling a certain word they cut into you and let scar down your back. 'Mudblood.'

You were sitting in your chair, to the left of Severus when Dumbledore stood to announce the winner of the House Cup. You smiled as you looked to the Slytherin table; while you hadn't been a Slytherin, you loved some of the students in the house, and your work best friend and actual friend, Severus was the Head of Slytherin. Of course, you weren't expecting Dumbledore to begin awarding last-minute house points. You couldn't help but laugh, which you covered politely with your cloth napkin when Gryffindor stole it right from under them. 

"Professor?"

"Yes, Miss Granger?" You said, walking with the class to the train with Hagrid as he had a habit of trailing after lost pets and not watching students. 

"Do you think I could take your class next year? I heard you can make special recommendations."

You laughed a little bit, "Not two hours since your first year ended and you are already thinking about your next one." 

"Well, I miss it already." 

You smiled, "I know. I call it First-Year Syndrome. Had it myself. "

Harry looked at you, "What were you like as a first year, Professor?"

You sighed, pleasant memories coming back. "I was a very studious girl but I had my fair share of mischievous irks. I also was a sucker for a bribe, which I would not recommend you all be." 

You looked at the three children and you seemed to get a premonition about them. You knew you'd see them again, yes but you knew they'd been seen together a lot. Harry is brave, and caring but has a thirst to know who he is and be who he wants, not caring about anything else. He reminded you of Sirius. Ron, although he could be stirred onto a different path, he was always here. He reminded you of Peter. So did his rat, kind of. You watched them get on the train and watched as it pulled out of the station, leaving you and Hagrid. 

"You know what?"

"Whot?"

You felt as if James and Lily surrounded you and waved goodbyes well.

"I am getting a slight feeling of deja vu."

"I personally think it's a stupid idea," you said at the staff meeting. 

"No one said it was ours nor that we get a say. It's what we, as a school, have been asked to do." Dumbledore said. 

"I am with Professor Lupin. Why should we be expected to implore the aid of those creatures? If we need more help, Albus, we should do some more measures to protect them, yes but those things have a mind of their own. We could increase night duties, and protective spells and strictly enforce the curfew and maybe a buddy system!" Professor McGonagall said. 

"I know. I really do have my hands tied. I rather not have them here but I fear what would happen if they aren't. We must return to our classes, students will arriving soon. We will talk about this next free period." He said. With a mixed grumble of approval and disapproval, they walked out, leaving you. 

"Albus." you said, walking to his desk, "You know-"

"Professor Lupin. I can't do anything more." 

You frowned "You know he's innocent! Why have you not said anything!" you said. 

"Because of reasons."

You huffed, "An innocent man spent years in a literal hell for your reasons!" 

He just looked at you, the look that let you know you weren't going to get anywhere with him.

"Professor Lupin, let's change the subject." he said with a smile, "How do you feel about having another Professor Lupin teaching here?" 

You sighed, "We'll talk about Sirius later and I am," you paused, smile growing, "Rather excited." 

You were in the Great Hall, watching the Sorting Ceremony. You glanced at your husband, who was fiddling with his shirt. He knew DUmbledore was going to make him stand. You gently touched his thigh, making him look at you. You gave a comforting smile and a thumbs-up under the table. He gave a scribbled smile as the last name was called. 

Dumbledore told the students of what you and several other teachers were despising, The Dementor Division. They would be guarding the grounds of the castle but would not interfere with activities or lessons. You clenched your jaw, 'Of course, they won't...until it suits them."

He then introduced your lover, He awkwardly stood up and leaned a little bit. He hated being pointed out to a huge crowd. You clapped as he sat back down. Finally, dinner had begun, your eyes caught that of your favorite set of Twins, they did a kissy face at you and you raised your eyebrow at them. You then saw Hermione who was looking at you, then to her friends. You smiled to yourself as you raised up your cup. Remus leaned to whisper something to you, making you laugh. 

"Aww! They're so cute!" Hermione said. 

"Do you think he's a good teacher?" Harry asked, ladling out some of the soup. 

"I think he will be. Apparently, he was up for Head Boy when he was here." Hermione said. 

"He's been here less than an hour and you already know everything about him!" Ron said, eating a chicken leg. 

"She told me about him. They really love each other from what she told me." 

Fred decided to join the conversation, "The Lupins are very sweet, even on their own so it makes sense that they would be perfect for each other. Though, Remus is a lot more reserved than his lovely wife."

"It's gonna get confusing calling them both Professor Lupin, innit?" George said. 

Nevile, who was overhearing this, chimed in agreement "What if you mean on Lupin but you mean the other?"

Harry shrugged his shoulders, "I guess we're going to have to use their first names too. Professor Remus Lupin. She gets plain 'Professor Lupin' privilege because she was first." 

You were cutting a piece of cake from the black forest cherry one that had appeared, you handed it to Remus. He thanked you as he raised his fork to it and cut a piece off of his slice and held it up to you, you ate it and smiled. 

"We will need to thank the House Elves later. All of it was lovely," you said, watching the student's dishes slowly disappear as they finished. 

You and Remus finished your cake and stood up, he held out his arm for you to take. You did so and you two walked out the side door and out to the small foot path that took you around to the courtyard. You softly sighed as you both walked. 

"Did you miss this place?" you asked. 

"I did. I am happy you talked me into this."

"I told you my ideas are always good." 

He rolled his eyes lightly. "Not always. But most of the time." 

You laughed and he just looked at you, your sweet smile and lovely laugh. He looked into your eyes as the two of you walked. Enjoying each other. You looked up at the moon, it was Waning.

You and Remus had agreed to walk with a group of students to Hogsmeade. Remus had recovered from a full moon and finally felt like going out places. His chocolate stash was running low and you were going to get ingredients to make toffee. 

"Draco!" You yelled, "Leave that boy alone!" 

He was bothering Neville. You sighed as you walked to the boy, Remus following you. 

"Thanks Professor." 

"No problem, Where are your friends?" 

The nervous boy rambled on about Honeydukes and how everyone always hung out in there instead of going to other places as he walked back to it. 

You watched him go before looking at Remus, "Well, a little someone told me about the Boggart incident." 

"Harry-"

"No, Neville. What you did was sweet."

"What did I do?" He said, grinning.

"You know."

"He is a good student and I was merely showing him that."

You looked at Remus, a gentle snow falling around him. "You are so sweet."

"You would've done the same." 

You and he talked a little more until you stopped and pointed at the ground, mysterious footprints were appearing in the snow. You were about to run to the footprints when Remus grabbed your shoulder and pointed to two familiar students: Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. You stilled as you watched them try to follow the cause of the footprints. You looked at him, "You don't think that he has the," your voice lowered to a whisper, "the cloak?" 

"It's the only thing I can think of that would allow him to do that." he said, watching the door attentively.

"Out of all the bloody possible heirlooms." you groaned lightly. 

Remus looked at you, "Well, I guess we wait out like how they are. What on earth could he want from in there?" 

"Your guess is just as good as mine." 

You both waited for about fifteen minutes, talking with each other about all the things you both got up to during your days with the cloak. You stood up when you saw Ron and Hermione stand and follow what Remus guessed were the footprints. You followed the group until Remus tapped your shoulder and pointed to the path you guys used to take to sneak to Hogsmeade. You both ran up the path and by the time you got to the edge of the treeline on the other side, harry had taken off the cloak and was talking to Ron and Hermione. 

"He was their friend!" the boy yelled out. You looked at Remus and saw on his face that he knew exactly who the boy was talking about. Sirius. 

You were brushing your hair as Remus paced the room. His thoughts were radiating out and you could almost feel anger, confusion, and a drip of helplessness. You turned away from the mirror. "Remus. You're going to make holes in the rug." You stood up and walked to where the man had now stilled. 

"I am sorry." 

"There's nothing to be sorry about." 

"It's unfair. How are we expected to just sit around and listen to all the rumors about our friend! He wouldn't take it if it was one of us." he grabbed his cardigan and walked to the door. 

"Remus? What are you doing?"

"I am going to tell Dumbledore exactly what needs to be done."

[bluebirdconsulltancy]

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dreadwing and bitties shenanigans" the lore"

The eldest of dreadwing bitties, a big chunky pearl white with purple and red highlights and a funky bird like Crest from her sire, femme named mistsinger.

The second eldest is searazor, a dark blue mech with white and gold highlights, more slim compared to his sister, he's has more beastformer traits, with odd scale like plating and claws, courtesy of his sire, it isn't clear whether or not he becomes a triple changer or not.

The middle of the group are a femme named hailsong and a mech named drakedash, both have the most beastformer traits out of the group, they're definitely triple changers, hail song has a gold plating with purple, blue, red highlights, while drakedash has red plating with white, purple, and deep blue highlights, they are the most mischievous of the group.

And lastly are stormscreech and bluebird, the most behaved of the group and the youngest, stormscreech has the most traits like her carrier, with deep blue plating with gold and white highlights, she has a sonicboom ability, bluebird is the only one to be born in his beastformer mode, while still having seeker traits, he's a blue mech with purple and yellow highlights, very small in comparison to his siblings.

Hi I love these babies so much, I hope nothing bad ever happens to them. A+ 10/10 gold star 🌟

[orrohbhutantravel]

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[chaoticclownage]

GOING TO BE REBLOGGIN FROM MY OLD BLOG TO HERE!!!

@bluebird-the-seeker is getting archived, and I'll be reblogging everything to here. I won't repost since I don't want to lose the notes, but yeah, I won't be using that blog anymore.

[radioactivepeasant]

I was running out of room on my desk. I had to put them somewhere

[iyote]

🎵 ✨

you get: Starship Trooper by Yes! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yu9ykgGUm1w

Sister bluebird flying high above Shine your wings forward to the sun Hide the mysteries of life on your way Though you've seen them, please don't say a word What you don't know, I have never heard

A song by one of my favorite prog bands, Yes.  I think it’s the best song on the album it’s from (The Yes Album, 1971).  It’s split into three parts (a. Life Seeker, b. Disillusion, c. Würm) and shifts through various moods/styles between parts, like a cosmic journey.  

[bluebird-the-seeker]

Pining hard

[teshadraws]

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Seekers of Soul

[Chapter 22] (30 Pages)

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Tobias and Nia meet a few new faces and explore Ghatha.

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Nia only has to realize there’s a robbery happening right in front of her before she’s on her feet and ready to help, but it’s a different reason entirely that makes her take off after the thief and their pursuer in a desperate sprint.

She knows she heard that bird use the word “lizard” to describe Tobias—and that can only mean one thing.

Nia can barely keep up with the chase, eyes trained on the blue feathers of the bird as she races down crowded city streets, dodging carts and ducking under the legs of huge Pokemon. The bird is dangerously low to the ground as she chases after the thief, and for a moment Nia fears she’s going to lose sight of them both.

But then a vendor pulls into the street from around a corner, and the fluffy brown thief snags the corner of it, tripping. The bird is on him in an instant, screeching and pecking to keep him down. Nia pulls up short to the scene, panting, a little unsure of what to do. She thought she’d have to catch the thief herself, but...

“Give! Me! My! Money!” The bird shouts. “Or I’ll peck your eyes out!”

The thief kind of looks like a scruffy dog. His spiky, striped fur is bushed out in fear as he shoves a tiny sack away from himself, cowering and covering his eyes with his paws. Still, the bird doesn’t let up.

There’s a small crowd watching the spectacle, but a pained whimper from the thief finally gets Nia to move forward, palms out. “H-Hey, I think he learned his lesson—”

The bird stops her attack to land on the rescued pouch of money, whipping around to glare at Nia. “Did I ask for your opinion?”

Nia gulps, taking a step back. That beak looks sharp. “W-Well, no, but—“

There’s a scuffling sound, and when Nia and the bird look, the thief’s bushy tail is slipping back into the crowd.

“Oh, great!” The bird chirps with an agitated sweep of her wing. “Look, now he’s just gonna go rob some other poor shlub! I had it handled, y’know!”

Nia shrinks back. “S-Sorry, I just thought you might need help, a-and you said, uh—”

“Said what!? Spit it out!”

“Y-You called Tobias a lizard! Which means, um—“ Nia breaks off, glancing at the slowly dispersing crowd. Too many Pokémon are still listening in. Nia looks back to the bird desperately. “Well, that means you’re...like me. Right? Not a normal Pokémon?”

For a moment Nia fears she‘d heard wrong as the bird stares at her with narrowed eyes. But then she chirps, “What animal would you call me, then? If you’re really not a normal Pokémon.”

Nia slumps with relief. “A bird. I’m not sure what kind, though. Bluebird? You kinda look like a robin, just with different colors.”

The little bird’s eyes light up, all animosity gone in an instant. “You’re like me!” She flaps up to circle Nia, tweeting a chipper little melody. “I mean, I came to Ghatha expecting this, but still!”

The bird snatches up her stolen bag and nudges them both out of the way of the crowd and towards the doorway of a shop.

“So you really are?” The bird asks, leaning in close to whisper, “A human?”

Nia laughs, giddy with delight. The bird had been so aggressive just moments ago, but now she seems friendly as anything. And she’s human! Like Nia and Hazel!

“Yup!” Nia crouches to meet the bird’s height (and the riolu had thought she was tiny!) as she lowers her own voice. “So I’m guessing you’re here for the convention too, right?”

“Yeah! I got into town a few days ago.”

“We just got here today and—“ Nia cuts herself off, dread suddenly overtaking her excitement. “Oh no. I left Tobias in the plaza! Oh, he’s gonna kill me.” Nia straightens up to peer down the street, but there are too many Pokémon bustling around for her to tell if Tobias followed her. That is the way she came from, right?

“He was at the plaza? Wait, is he the orange lizard I ran into?”

“Yes!”

“Well, it shouldn’t be too hard to find him! We just gotta backtrack the way we came, right?”

Nia nods, hesitant to share the bird’s confidence. “I-I guess. But he’s going to be mad I ran off without him.”

The bird waves her off. “Eh, he can get over it. C’mon, we can look for him together!”

The bird loops the strings of her pouch around her little body, then lifts off the ground. With a chirp, she dives back into the crowd. Nia yelps and hurries to follow, eyeing the little bird worriedly as the two of them are immediately jostled. The bird is tiny even to Nia, and she’s worried about the little Pokémon being just as fragile as normal birds.

“Y-You can fly higher if you’d like,” Nia offers. “You don’t have to stay with me.”

The bird’s determined expression falters. “That’s okay. I’m uh. Not super keen on heights.”

Nia blinks, surprised. A bird that doesn’t like flying? That’s a new one. Well, not that she’s really one to talk. She could’ve woken up as a bird, too.

“What’s your name, by the way?” The bird chirps.

“Oh! It’s Nia!”

“Nia? Nice to meetcha! I’m Juniper, but just call me Junie. Did you pick your own name?”

Nia smiles. “Yeah. It felt like it was connected to my past somehow.”

Junie laughs, a melodic sound. “I just picked mine because it sounds nice!”

Nia giggles. As she opens her mouth to respond, she catches sight of Tobias fighting his way through the crowd. “Oh! Tobias!” She waves her arm.

He looks up, frowning at her and then Junie in turn. Once he reaches them, they all step to the side of the street to get out of the way, in front of a flower shop.

“What did I just say about getting separated?” Tobias snaps.

Junie pipes up before Nia can respond. “Oh, calm down, Dad! At least she tried to come help me!”

Uh-oh. Tobias glares down at Junie, lip curling. “At least I didn’t get robbed like an idiot.”

Junie calmly starts to preen her wing, not even looking at the angry charmander. “Hm. Takes one to know one, I suppose.”

“I could punt you into the Obsidian Sea you little—“

“Okay!” Nia squeaks, stepping between the two. Tobias glares at her but takes a step back. Junie looks like she is living for the drama, eyes sparkling and a cheeky smile playing at the corners of her beak.

Oh no.

“L-Let’s just get somewhere we can talk, okay?” Nia begs.

“Why?” Tobias growls, still shooting daggers at Junie.

“Uh, l-let’s just say that Junie is looking for the same thing we are.”

At that, Tobias finally looks at Nia, surprise on his face. It doesn’t take long to make it back to the small plaza with the fountain. Nia sits on the stone again, Junie hopping up next to her and Tobias standing at their side.

“So you’re here for the convention too?” Tobias asks, skeptical.

Junie matches his hushed tone, but nods excitedly. “I’ve been waiting for something like this for months! I knew I wasn’t the only one, but I couldn’t seem to track any other humans down. It’s all so hush-hush, y’know?”

“How long have you been here?” Nia asks.

“About half a year, I think?” Junie says, gazing thoughtfully up at the sky. “What about you two?”

“I’m not human,” Tobias snorts, as if the idea is ridiculous.

“And I’ve only been here a few weeks,” Nia says, shrugging. “We’re from the Lexym Guild.”

“Cool! Haven’t heard of it myself, but I don’t travel much,” Junie says, tilting her head in a way that’s distinctly avian.

Tobias gives Junie an almost offended look. “You’re a flying type. What do you mean you don’t travel?”

Junie smiles at him, sickly-sweet. “Some of us don’t live up to our types, hothead. Happy to see you’re following the script.”

Tobias narrows his eyes, a thin wisp of smoke drifting up from his nostrils. Nia shoots Junie a pleading look that the bird ignores.

“A-Anyways!” Nia interrupts with a clap of her hands. “Junie, do you know where the convention center is that we’ll be meeting at tomorrow?“

“Sure do!” Junie points behind them with a wing. “I found it yesterday. I was just going to check out some of the shops on the other end of town when that mutt ran me over.”

“Zigzagoon,” Tobias huffs. Nia stares at him for a moment before she realizes it’s a correction. Pokémon have such strange names.

“Would you mind showing us the way, then?” Nia asks, smiling down at Junie. “We were just gonna ask around, but this makes everything much easier!”

Junie hops to her feet. “Sure! This place is a maze, so stay close, all right?”

“We could’ve found it on our own,” Tobias huffs. Looks like he’s settling into one of his moods. Nia ignores the comment and gives the little bird a thumbs-up.

And with that they’re off, with Junie leading the way back through the crowd. Once they’re caught up in the flow, trailing behind a short elephant Pokémon, Junie hitches a ride on its rough, tire-like back. She winks at Nia’s surprise with a wingtip held up to her beak. The elephant must not even feel her weight, light as she is.

As they walk, Nia looks again at the buildings they pass, forming near-impenetrable walls on either side of the street. Businesses and shops are labeled by signs and wares in the windows, stacked high. She wonders whether the upper floors are something like apartments.

“I wonder if Junie would show us those shops she mentioned,” Nia comments idly to Tobias. “After we find the convention center.”

“You don’t have money to waste,” Tobias grumbles. “We still need to eat.”

“Doesn’t mean we can’t look!” Nia points out, trying to disarm his attitude with a cheery tone. “I’m curious about what kind of stuff they sell.”

The elephant Pokémon turns onto a small side street, and Junie hops off to stay on the main path with Nia and Tobias, fluttering forward again with the utmost confidence. Nia doesn’t know how long they walk, but the cobblestone underfoot is starting to wear sore on her paws when Junie finally chirps, “Almost there!”

Sure enough, the buildings are thinning out ahead, bright blue sky and warm sunlight replacing stone buildings and colorful paint jobs. Then, suddenly, it all opens up.

A cool, salty sea breeze blows against Nia’s face, and her jaw drops at the sight before them. “Oh, wow.”

The city has opened up into a huge plaza, the cobblestone bright and colorful underfoot. It’s clearly being prepared for something, a celebration or festival, maybe. Tents and booths sprawl throughout the space like an open marketplace, and colorful flags and banners crisscross the blue sky between them. Pokémon wander around, chatting happily and helping to assemble the structures or set up their wares. It’s strange seeing something so human-like in the Pokémon world, and Nia walks further into the plaza as if in a trance, trying to take it all in.

“Yeah, I guess there’s a big magic show happening somewhere around here tomorrow,” Junie chirps. “All the merchants are probably trying to take advantage of the crowd.”

“Oh! We heard about that!” Nia says. She shoots Tobias a hopeful look, remembering how he had perked up at the flygon’s mention of fire manipulation.

He sighs, but when he talks it sounds like more of an act than actual irritation. “We could probably go, since it’s cheap.”

Nia bounces in place before turning to Junie. “You wanna come with us? It’s after the convention tomorrow! And apparently the magicians are famous!”

Junie laugh. “How could I say no? You have literal puppy-dog eyes!”

Nia giggles, and Tobias shoots them both an exasperated look. As they wander across the plaza, she tries to explain the term to him.

“So it’s like saying someone has baby-doll eyes?” Tobias asks, looking torn between frustration and genuine curiosity.

Nia blinks at him, incredulous. “‘Baby-doll eyes?’”

“It’s a move, you idiots!” Tobias blushes as they stare at him, and it takes some of the bite out of his voice. “You make your eyes look really big and pitiful and it makes your opponent more reluctant to attack.”

“Huh.” Nia exchanges a baffled look with Junie. “I…guess that makes sense?”

“More sense than whatever weird stuff you talk about all the time,” Tobias grumbles.

“Whatever helps you sleep at night,” Junie responds.

Before a real argument can spark, Nia stops, staring at a huge building to the right of the plaza. “Whoa.”

It’s strangely...modern looking? In a seaside city of rough stone buildings stacked in layers like bedrock, all crooked angles and fast-paced whimsy, this building stands out as something...neater. More official, maybe. It’s large and impressive, with complex carvings and intricate structures built into its architecture.

“This is the convention center!” Junie says with a dramatic flourish of her wings. “Pretty snazzy, huh?”

“Do you think we can go in yet?” Nia asks.

“Sorry kiddos, afraid it’s closed today for preparations.”

Junie hops onto Nia’s shoulder to look towards the new voice.

The speaker is a large fox, with creamy white fur and a bundle of long tails trailing behind him. He has glittering red eyes, and a satchel sitting heavy on his back. A maroon scarf is tied around his neck, with a pretty emblem pinned to it.  Nia isn’t sure if it’s just the creature’s foxy face or if his smile is as mischievous as it looks.

He’s beautiful, but Nia’s gaze flicks past him, to the Pokémon following a beat behind. The second newcomer floats along like a ghost, skin an inky black and eyes a ruby red, and his long arms hold a clipboard. He has a tail curled around a golden mask, and weirdly enough the features on the mask almost look...human?

Nia gasps as it clicks, bringing everyone’s attention to her. “You’re a yamask!”

There’s a moment of stunned silence, and Nia cringes, ears growing hot. What a way to make a first impression.

The yamask thankfully doesn’t seem offended, and Nia would almost say he looks pleasantly surprised. His voice is warm as he says, “Yes, I am. I take it you’re here for the convention tomorrow?”

“How’d you know?” Junie chirps.

The yamask’s easy smile grows. “I used to be human too, once. I can usually recognize fellow lost souls. My name is Will, by the way.”

He holds out a hand and Nia hurries to shake it, trying to make up for her rude first impression. She suppresses a shiver at how his skin feels cool and not totally solid, almost like condensed mist.

“I’m Nia,” She says, giving him an apologetic smile.

“Call me Junie!”

Tobias stays silent and narrows his eyes at Will. The yamask accepts it with a polite dip of his head.

“I’m Keegan,” the fox adds, stepping forward. ��Not a human, though—just here to help out with preparations!”

“He is also the second in command at Ghatha’s guild,” Will adds, giving them a sly look. “Don’t let his modesty fool you.”

That catches Tobias’ attention.

Keegan laughs, holding a paw to his chest in mock offense. “Me? Modest? I must be slipping. I’m keeping the plaza under control, but Will’s the one who orchestrated this whole meetup in the first place.”

“Wait—you put this together?” Junie chirps. “The human meetup?“

Nia blinks, suddenly remembering her flyer from Afon’s Cap. “Oh. The will of the Humans movement!”

Will laughs, his smile turning a shade self-conscious. “I’m afraid my friend came up with that. He insisted it was clever wordplay.” Before anyone can respond to that, Will barrels on as if trying to escape his own embarrassment. “Are all three of you human?”

“I am, and Nia is!” Junie chirps. “Toby’s just tagging along. Do you think there’ll be a lot of other humans at the meetup tomorrow?”

Will nods. “I’ve actually met quite a few of them already! It’s encouraging to see such a large turnout. After working so many years to gather enough resources, it’s great to finally see our efforts make some actual progress.”

“Hang on—years? You’ve been here for years?” Junie shouts from Nia’s shoulder. The riolu winces and slaps her hands over her sensitive ears.

Will gives the bird a concerned look. “Yes? I’ve been working on founding this organization for the last three or four.”

Nia feels a tremble building in Junie’s talons as she suddenly falls silent. Oh. Did Junie…did she not know how long humans have been showing up here? Did she just assume this was a relatively new occurrence, and somehow no one ever told her? Nia is suddenly incredibly grateful that Maggie informed her about the humans’ decades-long conundrum the day they first met. She’d be a mess if she was in Junie’s position and hearing this for the first time.

“S-Sorry, I don’t think she, um…knew how long humans have been showing up here,” Nia says, putting her thoughts aside to address Will’s worried expression. “She’s only been here for half a year. I mean, I’ve only been here a month, but Maggie told me right away, s-so…”

“Really?” Keegan asks, ears flicking forward with interest. “You’ve only been here a month and you’re already Seekers?”

Nia blinks and Tobias suspiciously asks, “How did you know that?”

Keegan laughs. “Whoops! Rai always says my eyes are too sharp for my own good. I recognized your bag. It’s pretty standard for Lexym beginners.”

Nia lifts her arm to look at the plain brown satchel they were given when starting out. It’s a bit worn and ripped, but otherwise nondescript. Keegan must be really observant to have made that connection. No wonder he holds such a high position here in Ghatha.

“It’s just me and Nia on the team,” Tobias grumbles. “Feathers isn’t with us.”

Junie doesn’t respond to the jab, so Nia hesitates before gently prying the bird from her shoulder and shifting to hold her in her arms. She’s a bit too round to fit comfortably, but definitely light enough. After a moment of hesitation, the trembling bird turns to burrow her face into Nia’s fur.

“Are you sure she’s all right?” Will asks. He looks like he’s itching to reach out and comfort Junie himself.

“F-Fine,” Junie says, shaky voice muffled. “Just...Just give me a second.”

Nia strokes a hand across Junie’s soft feathers, hoping that the bird won’t get mad about it later like Tobias would.

Will shifts his gaze up to Nia, who for once is the more emotionally stable one. “There will be more information available tomorrow at the convention, in the form of public speakers and information booths. We’ve gathered research and accounts to try and sort out how this keeps happening, as well as theories that hypothesize why it’s happening at all. I’m hoping to get everyone on the same page so no one is left feeling so lost or alone.“

Nia feels something tense and tight in her uncoil at the words, and she gives the yamask a wobbly smile. “That sounds wonderful.”

“Yeah, you lot sure got it rough, getting dropped here without any warning,” Keegan says, tone light but oddly genuine. “Figured the least we could do here in Ghatha was host the meetup itself.”

“It’s still very much appreciated,” Will says, giving Keegan a warm smile. “I know the guildmaster wasn’t fond of the idea.”

“Eh, Rai’s just heard too many conspiracy theories coming in from the underground, lately. Old guy has to learn to chill about humans.”

“He doesn’t like humans?” Nia asks, a little alarmed despite herself. She shoots Will a concerned look, but the yamask doesn’t seem worried.

Keegan waves her off with a flick of his tails. “Nah, he’s usually fine with ‘em. Just a little more...suspicious than he was in the past. I think he’s just stressed. He really needs a vacation.”

“Actually,” Keegan continues, turning to Nia and Tobias. “Since you’re Seekers, feel free to come work on some missions through our branch of the guild if you‘re planning on sticking around Ghatha for a bit! Normally you have to go through a big administrative thing, but I can waive you through.”

Nia can’t help feeling unnerved about going to the guild where this Rai Pokémon is, but Keegan seems fine with humans if he’s so adamant about helping Will out...

She offers him a shaky smile. “S-Sure, if we stick around long enough. We aren’t planning to be here more than a couple of days, but we might take you up on that.”

Tobias snorts, and Nia hopes that Will and Keegan don’t hear it as the clear dismissal that it is.

“Will!”

Everyone turns to the voice. An adorable white pony Pokémon with a mane and tail like cotton candy is trotting up to the group, his hooves clicking against the cobblestone.

“Fidel!” Will greets. “How goes preparations?”

“Just have a few questions about layout for you and Keegan,” Fidel responds, a weary smile on his snout. “Have a minute?”

“Of course.” Will turns back to them. “I’m afraid we have to be going. But I’ll see you all tomorrow?”

Nia nods, and even Junie manages an affirmative sort of noise.

Will smiles. “Good. Rest up—it’ll be a big day.” The yamask turns to follow Fidel into the convention center.

“Let me know if you all need anything,” Keegan adds, following after Will with a cheery wave of his tails.

There’s a moment of silence save for the distant churn of waves and the lively activities of the plaza. Tobias and Nia speak at the same time.

“I don’t trust them.”

“That was the cutest Pokémon I’ve ever seen.”

They exchange a bewildered look.

“Don’t trust who?” Nia asks.

Tobias spreads his arms like it’s obvious. “Either of them! Will’s setting up this big thing and being all vague about it, and Keegan apparently works for someone with a thing against humans—while helping out Will! The human! You can’t tell me that isn’t suspicious.”

“You’re suspicious of everyone!” Nia scolds, frowning. “I thought they were both really nice.”

“You’d think a boulder about to smash in your face was nice.”

Junie snorts a quiet laugh into Nia’s chest, and she holds the bird out in front of her, offended. She thought Junie was on her side!

The bird still looks exhausted after her meltdown, but shrugs. “Sorry, it was funny. Besides, Toby needs a few wins.”

“Stop calling me that!” Tobias snarls.

“You’ve got it, Toby.”

“No fighting!” Nia says, trying to sound authoritative and failing miserably. She lifts Junie up over her head like a toy so Tobias can’t reach.

He gives Nia a dry look. “We’re the same height.”

Nia just stares back at him with wide eyes and a furrowed brow. 

“Nia, who were you saying was cute?” Junie chirps, apparently switching targets. “I mean, you do you but I kind of got dad vibes from Will and Keegan seems older too but—wait, how old are you guys?”

“Do you ever shut up?” Tobias mumbles, rubbing at his temples.

“I meant Fidel!” Nia protests, bringing Junie back down to meet her gaze. “And n-not in like an interested way! I-I meant like, like a ‘My Little Pony’ kind of cute! Did you see him? He’s objectively adorable! His mane is made of cotton candy!”

Junie twitters a laugh. “Whatever you say.”

“Okay, you’ve lost carrying privileges,” Nia says.

Junie doesn’t move. Nia doesn’t drop her.

“You gonna...follow through on that?” Junie asks.

“U-Um. Well. Can you walk okay now?” Nia asks, afraid of the bird still being shaky on her feet. Er, wings?

Junie laughs, then struggles out of Nia’s hold. “You’re way too nice! I almost feel bad teasing you. Toby’s a much better target.”

“Hey!”

“Um. Sorry?” Nia offers, unsure.

Junie just laughs again and shakes her head. “So, where’re we going next?”

“‘We?’” Tobias growls.

“Yup! You’re stuck with me now!”

Nia sighs, giving Tobias a helpless shrug before turning back to Junie. “Well...you mentioned shopping at a market earlier? It looks like these shops are still setting up, so could we go there and look around?”

“Sure!” Junie chirps, flapping back into the air. “I’ll get us there in no time!”

Nia moves to follow her, glancing back to see a disgruntled Tobias tagging along behind them. Junie flies confidently ahead, and Nia can’t help marveling at the little bird. Junie bounced back so quickly from the revelation that humans have been stuck in this world for years. Nia was a mess when Hazel really drilled that lesson home for her.

Maybe Junie’s just stronger than Nia is.

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“So you never answered me earlier,” Junie says, conversational as she hops around the table full of jewelry and gemstones.

The shopkeeper, a terrifying, navy-scaled dragon, is watching the little bird with open suspicion, and it’s making Nia nervous. Junie seems oblivious to it. Nia glances behind her hoping for backup, but Tobias is lingering at the stall they’d just left, where an array of musical instruments lay scattered across the counter for purchase.

For a moment, Nia pauses to watch him now that he’s alone. He’s sorting through the instruments with careful hands, face unreadable but somehow softer than usual. Huh. What’s he thinking about?

He lifts something like a ukulele to stare at it, gaze a million miles away. Nia kind of wishes Junie wasn’t here with them so she could try and talk to her partner about the reverence in his movements and the warmth in his eyes. Does he like music? She didn’t know that.

”Hellooo! Earth to Nia!”

“A-Answered you about what?” Nia asks, snapping back to reality and hurrying to focus on Junie. Hopefully the little bird didn’t notice Tobias’ expression. Nia could see Junie teasing him about it and it genuinely upsetting him.

“How old you are!”

“Oh.” Nia stops. “Uh, I think I’m about 18? Maybe? How old are you?”

“16!” Junie chirps, fluffing her feathers with pride. She glances over at Tobias. “How old is Mr. Grumpy Scales?”

“About my age, I think,” Nia answers, trying to remember what Maggie had told her. “Maybe a bit younger?”

Junie immediately hops off the table and flies over to Tobias, shouting, “Hey! Old man!”

Nia mourns how quickly the soft, unguarded look on Tobias’ face shifts to a sneer. She’d better go defuse this.

“I’m barely older than you!” Tobias snaps.

“Well how was I supposed to know that when you act like a crotchety old geezer!” 

“Lord help me,” Nia mumbles.

The two of them have been bickering nonstop for over an hour now, and Nia’s getting to the point where she isn’t even phased by Tobias’ snarled threats. Still, Nia wishes Junie would just…calm down. For two seconds. She really likes the little bird, but she doesn’t enjoy her provoking her temperamental partner.

“Junie, for my own sanity please lay off on teasing Tobias,” Nia whines.

“Better listen to her if you wanna keep your feathers,” Tobias threatens.

Junie looks like she has a sharp retort ready, a gleam in her eye, but she pulls back when she sees Nia’s exhaustion.

“You’re lucky your partner’s a sweetheart,” Junie says instead to Tobias.

“Why? Because she’d try to stop me from murdering you?”

“Because I’d gladly tease you all day otherwise! You’re too fun.”

Tobias’ eyes narrow so Nia lifts the bird into her arms, far too tired to worry about personal boundaries. “H-Hey, how about we find some food soon? It’s almost evening.”

For once, Tobias and Junie agree on something, so the three of them navigate through the rest of the marketplace and find a cheap little diner tucked away between a bank and a fabrics shop. After following the stone staircase down to a lantern-lit tavern, they take a seat at a wooden booth in the corner built for smaller Pokémon like them.

Looking at the paper menu, Nia has no clue what half of the meals even are, and Junie seems equally clueless. In the end, Nia just decides on ordering a quiche of some sort with some berries and nuts she knows she likes.

After they pay, Junie eyes the red bandana wrapped around Nia’s arm. “So I know you said you’re a Seeker, but how exactly did that happen? Gotta be honest, Nia, you don’t seem like much of a fighter.”

“She could kick your tail,” Tobias grumbles from where he’s sitting with his head tilted back and eyes shut. Nia’s not sure whether that was a compliment towards her or if he’s just trying to insult Junie. Probably the latter.

Junie tweets a laugh. “I weigh like two pounds—I’m sure she could!”

Nia smiles, rubbing at her scar through the bandana. “I-I mean, you were pretty terrifying taking down that thief. I can fight a little bit, but I’m not a big fan of it unless we’re sparring and nobody actually gets hurt.”

Junie tilts her head thoughtfully. “Huh. Well, how did you two become a team, then?” The words ‘when your partner wants to fight everything’ go unsaid.

Nia hesitates, unsure how to sum up the circumstances that led to Nia saving Tobias’ life and convincing him to team up with her.

Luckily, Tobias pipes up, cracking open an eye. “She needed a way to look into leads about humans and I needed a partner to become an official Seekers team. We already knew each other so it just worked out.”

Junie makes a thoughtful noise in her throat but doesn’t answer, and Nia wonders what Junie really thinks when she isn’t talking.

“S-So what do you do, Junie?” Nia asks. “Since you’ve been here a little while now.”

Junie shrugs and looks down to trace the cracks and whorls of the tabletop with her eyes, voice a notch quieter than usual. “Well…I woke up near a little town called Stonebrook, so I’ve just been hanging around there, mostly. It’s like a two day journey south of here? Real sleepy little place, real quiet. I make a living doing odds and ends around town and finding wild berries to sell.”

The description is strangely...quaint. Nia honestly can’t imagine Junie living somewhere so quiet and doing something so normal. Not that the little bird sounds super excited about it or anything, but Nia can’t help being surprised when even she thinks it sounds boring—although any quiet life would seem uneventful after being dragged into life-risking adventures in mystery dungeons.

Tobias must think the same, because he arches a brow at Junie. “Really?”

Junie puffs up, looking genuinely bothered for the first time. “And what’s that supposed to mean?”

Tobias grins, clearly thrilled to finally get a rise out of her. “Just can’t imagine a nosy little pest like you living the quiet life.”

“N-Not that it’s a bad thing!” Nia adds.

Junie glares at Tobias. “Look, I don’t have a lot options, okay? It’s not like I have anyone I know or anywhere else I could go, especially when I can’t fly and I’m like a foot tall and I could get crushed on accident!”

Tobias doesn’t respond to the outburst aside from a lazy, unimpressed blink. Nia is a bit more worried. She lays a comforting hand on Junie’s back, like she did earlier, but the little bird turns on her.

“Stop that! I don’t want your pity!”

Nia yanks her hand back, ears pinning flat to her skull.

“Hey!” Tobias snaps, slamming his hands down on the table. “If you don’t want pity then stop acting like a whiny little kid!”

“I am a kid!” Junie shoots back, bordering on a shout. Nia casts a nervous look over Junie’s back to where the other patrons and workers are looking at their table. Uh-oh. Nerves churn in Nia’s gut.

The little bird takes a shaky breath, voice and eyes lowering. “Look, I didn’t ask to be brought here. I...I hate heights and I hate being so little and I don’t know anyone or anything and I just...I don’t like feeling so helpless and trapped all the time. I don’t know if I want to go back to the human world, but now I don’t know if I’ll even get a choice!”

Okay, wow, there is a lot to unpack there. Nia isn’t sure where to start, but that last bit makes her think of the scent of pecha berry tea and Hazel’s soothing paws.

“H-Hey,” Nia starts, quiet. “Is this about what Will said today? About how long he’s been here?”

Junie doesn’t respond, but Nia can see the way her feathers start to tremble again.

“I...I was lucky,” Nia admits after a moment of hesitation. “I got a heads-up about the whole situation a while ago. Honestly, you’re handling it a lot better than I did! I was a mess. Crying all over the place.”

There’s the slightest quirk of a smile on Junie’s beak. Nia smiles too.

“I know it’s scary, to think about how long humans have already been here, and how that means it’s going to be...really hard, finding a way back. But that’s what Will’s working on, right? He seemed pretty optimistic about it! All we can do is trust him to look into it and hope for the best.”

Nia doesn’t know where the comforting words are coming from. Maybe from the reassurances she’s told herself hundreds of times since waking up in this world.

Nia thinks of Hazel’s warm smile and adds, “And we’ve got each other, right?”

At that, Junie finally looks up. It’s upsetting, seeing tears swimming in the feisty little bird’s eyes.

“I get scared too,” Nia says. “About...uh. A lot of things, really. And I can’t imagine being a flying type, but I get how terrifying it is to not know anyone, or what you’re doing, or what anything is. But I have people who help me with that! I’ve got Maggie and my friends at the guild and Tobias to help me figure out what to do and what to learn so I can stay safe.”

Nia stumbles over the charmander’s name, not sure how he’ll react to being brought into this, but a quick glance shows that he’s watching Nia talk with a weirdly unreadable expression. He’s frowning, but it looks more like he’s focused, rather than anything negative.

“A-Are the people in your town nice?” Nia asks.

Junie sniffs and nods, wiping at her tears with a wing. “Yeah. I don’t really talk to them about anything serious, but they’re fine.”

“Have you tried asking them to help you figure stuff out?”

Junie hesitates. “No, I haven’t. Are you not...y’know, scared to ask for help? If you feel as helpless as I do?”

“Oh, I’m terrified!” Nia laughs. “Like all the time. But...like humans, most Pokémon seem to want to do good. They want to help. You should really try talking to them, seeing what they know and what they’re willing to teach you. Maybe try training if you can find someone to instruct you, to help you feel stronger, too. I’ve been learning a lot from books, but other Pokemon definitely help a lot!”

Junie’s looking at Nia with a thoughtful expression. Then she shakes her head, and the ghost of a smile comes to her beak. ”Maybe you’re right. I just...it’s hard to be that open, y’know? I feel weak enough in this body, but to let myself be so open about my emotions, too...”

“It’s hard,” Nia agrees, voice soft. Her feelings still get hurt all the time and it sucks. “But you can’t do this alone. None of us can. You have to have someone you can trust.”

“I trust you,” Junie responds, immediate and sure.

Nia pulls back, surprised and touched all at once.

Junie laughs at her expression. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to get all mushy!” Then her laughter dies down. “And I’m sorry for snapping at you. You’re a really good person. You don’t deserve that.”

Nia waves her off and tilts her head towards Tobias. “Don’t worry about it. I’m used to it.”

It’s meant to be a lighthearted quip, but instead Junie’s expression darkens, and she shoots Tobias a glare. A real glare, so obviously different from the playfighting the bird’s been instigating all day. Tobias glares back.

“A joke!” Nia yelps. “That was a joke! Please don’t fight again!”

Junie’s eyes narrow, but she huffs and turns back to Nia. “Fine.”

Nia breathes a sigh of relief. She knows she didn’t touch on all of Junie’s problems—

(The little bird doesn’t know if she wants to go back to the human world? Why would she not want to go back?)

—but Junie seems to be stabilizing and the argument has been averted for now, so Nia will take it as a win.

“Food!” A red and white bear Pokémon announces, stumbling over to their table with trays lined along his arms.

Nia watches with wide eyes as the Pokémon dips and sways like an inflatable tube man outside of a car dealership, staggering forward like he’s absolutely trashed. The food, however, stays firmly balanced on the plates, and once the dishes are placed on the table, the Pokémon bows and stumbles back towards the kitchen like nothing strange just happened.

Junie looks as baffled by the cheery, drunken bear as her. Nia shoots Tobias a look, but he’s just dragging his plate closer to him like this is a regular occurrence. Nia shakes her head and chalks the incident up to her ever-growing chart of incredibly weird Pokemon behavior. Maybe she can ask Xander or Andyn about it when she gets home.

Nia stops in the middle of grabbing her utensils.

Home? Is she thinking of the Lexym guild as home now?

She thinks of Maggie and her friends, of her little alcove with Tobias that smells like herbs and moss. She thinks of blue crystals and the creaking of wood, and she realizes there’s a sort of familiar warmth to the thought. Nia’s not entirely comfortable with that (her home isn’t here, isn’t even in this world), but...maybe she can have two homes? A temporary home, here, with Tobias and the guild, and her actual home in the human world.

But what about when Will does figure out how to return, and she has to leave this home behind?

Something aches in Nia’s chest at the thought of no more vines smoothing back the fur on Nia’s head. No more Andyn and Ezra play wrestling, or Xander’s team destressing by playing games in their quarters. No more Val making her feel confident and strong, no more Tobias dragging her into magical, dangerous, beautiful dungeons, and no more of the rewarding snorts of amusement that she manages to get from him sometimes.

She knew she’d be upset if she got attached. She’d even confided in Avery about it, told them that she wasn’t planning on getting attached to the Pokémon here. But that’s just what she’s doing, isn’t she? And that’s what she just recommended Junie do, too. 

Was that the right thing to say?

Nia’s mind is saying no, but in her heart she knows she would have completely lost it by now if she didn’t have the support and affection of her friends. She needs them right now, to get through this and to be brave enough to figure everything out. But that’s only going to make it worse when she has to return to the human world and leave them all behind, isn’t it?

“Nia? You okay?”

Nia snaps out of her thoughts at Junie’s voice, and blinks hard once she realizes her vision is blurry. Even Tobias is watching her. They’ve both already dug into their meals, and Nia hasn’t even touched hers.

She hurries to grab her fork, laughing a noise that’s a little too sharp to be normal, and says, “S-Sorry! Spaced out for a bit. I’m fine!”

Junie looks concerned, but what’s Nia supposed to do, pile her own concerns onto Junie ten minutes after the little bird had her own breakdown? And it’s not like Tobias wants to hear it. So Nia digs into her quiche, pleased to find that it might just be the best meal she’s had since arriving in this world. She shoves her worries away the best she can and lets the food improve her mood.

“So Will said there’s gonna be informational booths and stuff at the conference tomorrow,” Nia says once she swallows, trying to sound excited. “What do you think they’ll be about?”

Junie’s concern melts into her own excitement. “I hope they talk about Pokemon types! I’m still trying to figure all of that out. Like, apparently I’m a flying type or whatever. Why the heck does that give me an advantage over grass type Pokemon? Like, fire types having an advantage makes sense--fire burns grass. But flying types? What am I gonna do, flap the grass to death?”

Nia laughs, a bit more real this time, and starts explaining what little knowledge she’s gathered about type advantages, as well as some mnemonic devices she came up with to help remember the typing matchups. Like making study tips for a test!

Tobias jumps in to make jabs and insults throughout, but Nia can’t help feeling that something’s off about him. She swears she feels him looking at her, stare burning into the side of her head, but when she turns to meet it he’s always looking away, at his food or around the restaurant.

Finally, she catches his eye, and frowns with the slightest tilt of her head. Junie’s rambling on about how much molting stinks, so Nia mouths, You okay?

She’s not expecting a response other than an eye roll, so she’s surprised when Tobias looks back at her. Really looks, like he’s considering his answer. Eventually, he gives her a short nod before going back to his food, quieter than usual.

Nia frowns as she drags her attention back to the conversation with Junie, mind still trying to focus on two things at once.

That was...odd. For Tobias, at least.

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[thefinalwitness]

L'aiha ran as fast as she could. Past the gates of Revenant's Toll, into the crystal-scarred wilds of Mor Dhona, all the while chasing the tiniest ribbon of blue feathers.

"Meteion!" she cried out with her mind, praying the little bird would hear. "Meteion, wait!"

Near the shore of Silvertear Lake is where L'aiha lost sight of her. Not even her Seeker eyes could pick the bluebird out, and L'aiha dreaded to think she'd missed her chance.

She took a deep breath. What might draw Meteion back? After a moment's thought, L'aiha closed her eyes and began to sing.

"Our song of hope, she rises through the night... Higher, oh, higher..."

Mor Dhona seemed as if to quiet around her, the ever unstable energy of rampant aether momentarily brought to peace. L'aiha kept singing.

"Carrying a song... Cradled fast within her arms..."

She heard the littlest flit of wings.

"That its chorus might ring for all..."

A voice joined hers. L'aiha opened her eyes, and there, standing before her, was the humanoid form of Meteion, as vibrant as the sky was tall. Tears fell from her eyes, even as she'd joined L'aiha's song.

"You... are looking for... me?" Meteion asked.

Overwhelmed with relief, L'aiha hugged her at once. The girl tensed, shocked, but didn't pull away.

"I was so afraid you'd left us," L'aiha said. "Are you hurt, Meteion?"

"I... don't understand," Meteion said. "You are worried... for me? This joy... in your heart... It is for me?"

L'aiha held her tighter. "You are not your sisters, Meteion," she hushed. "You are my friend. I'm so very glad you're safe."

She felt more tears fall on her shoulder, as Meteion trembled in her arms. "I... I..."

"You don't have to be alone. Please. Come with us to Dravania."

"Where... is that?"

"It is safe. Quiet. A place I like to heal when I feel too much."

"O-oh... Miss L'aiha..."

Finally, the girl crumbled. She clung tightly to L'aiha, who held her head and gently rocked her in their hug.

"I'm so sorry..."

"You are not your sisters," L'aiha said again. "Please. Let's go home."

[puppetmaster13u]

I've been asked to share more lol.

@internet-m0m @fandomwandererer (Apologies if I misspelled and @ the wrong people)

SO. The full colony list. Is uh, pretty long (still working on things because people keep helping me find more obscure batfam members (which please continue doing I love that shit)) I'll probably reblog with the colony x list(s) if yall are also interested in that lol. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Alfred Pennyworth: Agent A

Kate Kane: Batwoman

Bruce Wayne: Batman

Barbara Gordon: Batgirl / Oracle

Dick Grayson-Wayne: Robin / Nightwing

Cassandra Cain-Wayne: Batgril / Black Bat

Jason Todd-Wayne: Robin / Redhood 

Stephanie Brown-Drake-Wayne: Robin / Spoiler

Tim Drake-Wayne: Robin / Red Raptor (or Seeker)

Duke Thomas-Wayne: Signal 

Damian Head-Wayne: Robin 

Jarrod “Jarro” Starr-Wayne: Sparrow 

In most cases these are the usual Batfam members, now we get to the additions for Colony+ lol:

Thomas Wayne: Camazotz *Flashpoint Thomas who fell through 

Thomas Wayne Jr: Owlman *Crime Syndicate ish timeline where Bruce & Martha died

Minkhoa Khan: Ghostmaker

Selina Kyle: Catwoman

Mimon “Mim” Wayne: Batzarro “Zarro”

Harleen "Harley Quinzel: Harley Quinn

Pamela Isley: Poison Ivy

Dick “Rex” Grayson: Shrike *Vampire Dick Grayson altered to fit whatever the AU is

Damian “Dami” Wayne: Strix *A Damian half-raised by Dick who is sometimes also a vampire

Jayson “Jace” Todd: Talon I *The semi-adopted son of Owlman who nearly died at the hands of the Jokester

Richard “Ricky” Grayson: Talon II *The second son of Owlman after the death of the Graysons 

Jean-Paul Valley: Azrael *Got yoinked from the Dumas cult by the batfam a few years earlier than when he left in canon usually

Bruce “Bruno” Wayne: ??? *Battinson Bruce from a timeline where the explosion killed his Alfred 

Harper Row: Bluebird

Carrie Kelley: Robin

Troy Walker: Beacon / Kinglet 

Andre Cipriani: Glimmer / Grackle

Daxton Chill: Balefire / Wren

Riko Sheridan: Pharos / Thrush

Isabella “Izzy” Ortiz: Ouzel

Darcy Thomas: 12 yrs old | Weaver *Part of Duke’s classmates who usually acts as the daytime shift's girl-in-the-chair

Helena Kyle-Wayne: Huntress *The daughter of Selina & Bruce from another timeline usually

Cullen Row: Nightjar

Athanasia Head-Wayne: Robin *Damian's sister / twin in some timelines

Hequiq “Heretic” Head-Wayne: Robin *One of many clones, let them keep their clone siblings

Tallant Head-Wayne: Robin

Daee Head-Wayne: Robin

Dilhan Head-Wayne: Robin

Dyab Head-Wayne: Robin

Dana Head-Wayne: Robin

Colin Wilkes: Osprey *Canon name is Abuse, the kid who Scarecrow experimented on & can hulk out

Terry Mcginnis-Wayne: Batknight

Lucas Fox: Batwing

Mia “Maps” Mizoguchi: Robin or Itsumade

Nell Little: Hawkmoth

Matt McGinnis-Wayne: Cardinal 

Tiffany Fox: Batgirl

Hudde Grayson-Wayne:  Hush *A cadmus clone of Dick who tried to kill Batman (in these timelines they managed to restrain & help him with the whole brainwashing)

Bruce Wayne Jr: Kiwi

Alina Shelley-Wayne: Dove

Kiki Wayne:  1 yr old | Sunbird *A child conjured into being by the 5th dimensional imp Batmite in the animated series

Lance Bruner: ?? *Son of one of the original Thomas’ Dr friends whom became Bruce’s ward after his father’s murder

Mary Elizabeth Kane: Hawkfire

Sasha: Scarlett 

“Sage” Wilson-Head: Respawn *In some cases they stole him, in some cases Talia kind of dropped him off- or sometimes Slades' other kids do so

Bao Pham: Clownhunter

Rory Regan: Ragman *Yall need to check him out, genuinely

Charlie Gage-Radcliffe: Misfit

*In AUs where they're in the family Shazamily usuallystill live in Fawcett, but Bruce paid for a proper home for them alongside setting up several Zeta-Tubes for them to use whenever they need to get to other places, including Gotham & Bludhaven

Mary Batson: 12 yrs old | Ms Marvel / Condor

Billy Batson: 10 yrs old | Cap. Marvel / Chaffinch

Freddy Freeman: 10 yrs old | Blue / Jay

Pedro Pascal: 10 yrs old | Jade / Pipit

Eugene Choi: 10 yrs old | Silver / Falcon

Darla Dudley: 6 yrs old | Violet / Starling 

(If you think the bats wouldn't give them codenames to talk about their usual child selves I'm sorry to tell you you're wrong. They would all have codenames to safely talk about each other without revealing identities.) (Yes this also includes the batkids who are too young or have no interest in vigilante work like Alina or Kiki or whoever else in the timeline the AU(s) take place in lol)

*ALSO sometimes included are Talons (Some might be familiar from some of my prompts) though that depends on the AU and timeline and if I'm including Court of the Owls stuff or not lol. (Most are they/them until they figure out their own identities because no one wants to just call them it.)

River Talon: 25 yrs old?

Stone “Coal” Talon: 19 yrs old?

Blade Talon: 23 yrs old?

Buddy Talon: 15 yrs old?

Sky Talon: 20 yrs old?

Wolf Talon: 18 yrs old?

Onyx Talon: 21 yrs old?

Data Talon: 27 yrs old?

*They got their nicknames/chose names based off of things they like. And yes there's question marks on their ages because no one really knows, what with the whole forced hibernation undead thing

Tell me about the Colony+ AU

So colony+ is technically a series of AUs for my existing AUs. And the other name for it is pretty self explanatory: Full Colony.

It's a, what if *insert AU* but it was all the batfam from every series included.

So for an example I'm going to put forth my main Cryptid Batfam AU. In it the bats included are Bruce, Alfred, Kate, Barbara, Dick, Cass, Jason, Stephanie, Tim, Duke, Damian & Jarro. 12 people.

In a full colony AU, it'd be at least 60, with Bruce having almost 40 kids alone without including things like unnamed clones. There's also the ColonyX AUs of the Colony+ which is the same, just also includes crossovers like Danny Phantom, Marvel, or whatever else.

Does that make sense?

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A Birder's Paradise: Unleashing the Magic of Bhutan with Orrog

For passionate birdwatchers, the world holds few destinations as alluring as Bhutan, the Land of the Thunder Dragon. Nestled amidst the majestic Himalayas, Bhutan boasts a breathtaking tapestry of landscapes – from subtropical jungles teeming with life to alpine meadows echoing with ethereal bird calls. With over 770 recorded avian species, Bhutan is a haven for bird enthusiasts from the USA, UK, Australia, France, and beyond.

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Orrog: Your Guide to Bhutan's Birding Symphony

At Orrog, your trusted Bhutan Travel Agency (Orrog.com), we understand the thrill of birdwatching. We curate unforgettable Birding Tours in Bhutan that cater to your specific interests and skill level. Our expert guides, many of whom are seasoned birders themselves, possess an in-depth knowledge of Bhutan's diverse ecosystems and the birds that call them home.

A Tapestry of Habitats:

Bhutan's diverse geography offers a unique opportunity to witness a spectacular range of birds. Here's a glimpse into some of the birding havens you can explore with Orrog:

Subtropical Paradise: The Southern Foothills:

Embark on a journey through the verdant southern foothills, where lush jungles teem with exotic birdlife. Keep your eyes peeled for the elusive Rufous-necked Hornbill with its vibrant casque, the dazzling Emerald Dove flitting through the foliage, and the melodic call of the Asian Fairy-bluebird.

Serene Valleys: A Symphony of Song:

Venture into the serene valleys, where shimmering rivers snake through fertile farmlands. Here, you might encounter the stunning Himalayan Bulbul with its vibrant plumage, the melodious call of the Grey-capped Prinia, and the majestic Brahminy Kite soaring overhead.

Cloud Forests: A Realm of Enchantment:

Ascend into the mystical cloud forests, where mist-shrouded trees create a magical atmosphere. Look out for the elusive Ward's Trogon with its dazzling red plumage, the Himalayan Cuckoo with its haunting call, and the enchanting Rufous-bellied Woodpecker with its distinctive drumming.

High-Altitude Meadows: Where Eagles Rule:

Hike to the breathtaking high-altitude meadows, where the air thins and the views become even more spectacular. Here, you might spot the majestic Himalayan Griffon soaring on thermal currents, the Golden Eagle with its piercing gaze, and the Blood Pheasant, a true avian jewel with its crimson plumage.

Tailored Birding Tours for Every Enthusiast:

Whether you're a seasoned birder with a keen eye for rare species or a beginner captivated by the beauty of birds, Orrog crafts Birding Tours in Bhutan to cater to your needs:

For the Rarity Seeker: Embark on a specialized tour focused on spotting elusive avian treasures. Our expert guides will lead you to the most promising birding hotspots, equipped with the knowledge and skills to help you identify these rare gems.

For the Photography Enthusiast: Capture the stunning beauty of Bhutan's birds with a dedicated photography tour. Our guides will take you to prime locations with optimal lighting and suggest techniques to capture these magnificent creatures in their natural habitat.

For the Casual Observer: Embrace the joy of birding for leisure with a relaxed tour. Our guides will introduce you to a variety of birds, educating you on their calls, behaviors, and ecological significance.

Beyond the Checklist:

At Orrog, we believe in crafting experiences that go beyond simply ticking birds off a list. We integrate cultural encounters with your birding adventure. Witness traditional festivals where birds play symbolic roles. Learn about Bhutanese beliefs and folklore associated with specific birds. Immerse yourself in the rich tapestry of this unique culture while honing your birding skills.

Unforgettable Memories Await:

Bhutan offers more than just a fantastic birding experience. Witness the breathtaking beauty of the Himalayas, delve into the rich cultural heritage, and experience the legendary hospitality of the Bhutanese people. With Orrog, your Bhutan Travel Agency, embark on a transformative journey through the Land of the Thunder Dragon, where every sunrise promises a new birdwatching adventure and memories that will last a lifetime.

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#60 Gokushufudou AU

The choice had been simple.

Jason had been under the beck and call of Roman Sionis –Black Mask- ever since a bad deal with his father resulted in him selling Jason off, and Jason had been groomed into one of Black Masks killers.

Every late payment and slight –imagined or otherwise- would result in a visit from Jason, and end with at least one less life.

Jason hated it, hated that he had no choice in the matter, that he was more weapon than person any more.

If he was to kill, it should at least be those who deserved it.

Like the Joker and his crew.

Black Mask had worked with the madman once, only to be severely double crossed by the clown themed criminal.

And the Joker had evaded all of Jason’s attempts to kill him, coming dangerously close to offing Jason in their last interaction.

But given that that was how Jason met Dick, it wasn’t the worst thing to have happened to him.

In Jason’s opinion, Dick Grayson was way too pretty to be working a beat as a cop, but the bluebird had such a sense of justice about him and was a born thrill seeker, he couldn’t be faulted for going into law enforcement.

That Dick was also extremely good at his job just made it all the better.

It started by Dick taking Jason in when he was nothing but bruises, blood and broken bones.

Jason took to telling Dick this and that, passing on what the members of Black Masks ranks said and did.

It led to Roman Sionis’ arrest and the gang scattering to the four winds.

And Jason had stayed with Dick.

Partly out of protection –if it ever got out that there had been a snitch, Jason’s days could well be numbered- and partly because Dick was horrible at looking after himself.

Oh he slept well given his schedule and he kept himself clean. But the man’s apartment was one big trip hazard and the man regularly had nothing but cereal and coffee.

Jason on the other hand was a bit of a neat freak and knew how to at least scramble eggs and make toast.

And now that he wasn’t being sent out to shoot people, he had a lot more time to read recipes and experiment.

Time flies when you’re having fun, and Jason felt like he was flying right alongside it.

So when, after nearly a year of living with Dick and practically being the man’s housewife, Dick got on one knee and produced a ring?

The choice had been simple.