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Finally a hand sewing tutorial on a hemline that isn't just the ladder stitch! the ladder stitch disappears when you tighten it, but it's not meant for hemlines because it breaks really easily! The overlock stitch is more stable, so it holds much longer, and it won't pucker or warp the fabric!
Ok, I NEED you to understand just how insane even ATTEMPTING this was for them.
1. Playing an instrument is difficult. Doing so in sync with others even more so. Don’t think I’m stepping on any toes saying that.
2. Dancing is difficult. Doing so in sync with others even more so. Still not controversial.
3. YOU AVOID, AT ALL COSTS, MOVING YOUR BODY WHILE PLAYING A WIND INSTRUMENT. To make the correct, pleasant sounds, you need to be in the correct form. And that form involves your ENTIRE body, even your legs when sitting down.
4. “oh, but I’ve seen marching bands before and-” MARCHING BANDS HAVE ENTIRE SCIENTIFIC FIELDS DEDICATED TO FIGURING OUT HOW TO MARCH WITH MINIMUM BREAKING OF PROPER FORM. A marching band tries to be as smooth as possible while moving, so as not to jar their instrument, mouth, neck, arms, torso, or anything else.These ladies and gentlemen are BOUNCING and still playing properly, what the FU-!
5. AND ANOTHER THING! Wind instruments and dancing BOTH make demands on your breathing, so the fact that they are dancing (making you breath faster for extra oxygen) AND playing wind instruments (making you effectively hold your breath) AT THE SAME TIME is HUGE. Their lungs must be MASSIVE.
All of that also; the song is Sing, sing, sing (with a swing). If you wanna listen to some of THE SPICIEST big band ever recorded. Its a big hard song and this band does it expertly.
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thankfully most of us would rather see this place burn to the ground than hand over more information to staff so this kind of thing isn't going to do any good
Dead on Mayn Honorable mention prompt: Blob ghosts and Jason
Kinda inspired by the cute little blob ghost in this very cool art.
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Jason worked hard to get the Pit Rage under control. He started being able to tell when he was getting close to an episode and account for it. Even when something triggered it he would at least be able to struggle to get it under control.
So he was thrown off guard when a strange sensation pierced through his chest and his vision was suddenly blinded with green.
Then as suddenly as the rage took over it ended. Jason gasped for air, clutching his chest and looked around his room. Thankfully, his furniture was intact and yet it confused him.
What the fuck was that?
He didn't seem to do anything other than collapse to his hands and knees. Jason looked around, there wasn't anything that would've triggered a Pit Rage in his apartment.
After a half an hour looking for anything suspicious, he sighed and grabbed his comfort book, Pride and Prejudice, and let himself relax before tonight's patrol.
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"Whoa! What spooked you little guy?" Danny said as he cupped his hands and let a terrified blob ghost nuzzle into his hold. It chirped and squeaked but all Danny could get was alarmed and scared.
He let the blob gather into one hand and used the other to gently pet it. Slowly but surely the little blob calmed down, nearly flattening into a puddle, purring all the while. Danny chuckled at the cute little guy.
"You seem like you've been through a lot today, but you're safe now. Here, let's get you something nice." Danny laughed as the blob ghost flew through him, filtering some of his ectoplasm.
"Haha, not me! Here, a treat." Danny filled a small petri dish with some ectoplasm from his stash he gathered from ambient ecto in Gotham.
A blob ghost's purpose was to filter ectoplasm usually by flying through said ectoplasm but Danny had found that in the living realm, they can lap at puddles of ecto to filter it too. It seemed like a slower process but Danny always found it so cute.
The blob ghost chirped happily as it lapped at the ecto with a tiny little tongue. Danny couldn't help but giggle. So adorable.
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Jason was pacing through his apartment sorting through his thoughts. Lately when he was on the verge of waking up he felt a sensation tickling his forehead, the spot on his chest above his heart, and his fingers.
It kinda felt like when Alfred the Cat tries to groom him like he was an oversized kitten. But there was no trace of anything left behind. He actually felt a little cleaner which only added to his confusion.
When he was fully awake and stretched the sensations stopped. He looked everywhere in his apartment for an intruder, a clue or anything to help prove this wasn't just in his head. He set up bugs and cameras and checked their feeds.
Nothing he found absolutely nothing.
And most concerningly of the days the sensations happen, the never ending green rage at the edges of his vision seemed lesser, quieter. How?! Only Ra's could control the Pit Rage, could the League be up to something?
…For some reason he didn't think so. It was a gut feeling or more like a feeling in his chest, under the pit. There was a small ember but was slowly growing into a gentle warmth (he should get that checked).
Jason ran a hand through his hair, sighing. He'll try faking a nap, see if this time he could catch whatever was happening to him this time.
He sat at his table laid his head on an arm and extended the other as if to invite the mysterious intruder. He closed his eyes and waited.
…
!!!
There was the sensation at his fingertips! He slowly opened his eyes, carefully not creating any other movements.
…
Jason stared dumbfounded at the little teardropped shaped… thing that hovered over his hand licking at his index finger. It had round eyes that were completely red. It would be adorable if it wasn't a concerning shade of Lazarus green.
The… floating blob blinked and looked up at him. Jason's eyes widened when it squeaked in surprise and quickly density shifted through his floor.
…What the hell was that?
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Danny hummed as he pet the blob ghost. It got scared again but not as bad as before.
Was it getting in trouble somewhere? Should he follow the little fella and make sure it's ok?
Hmmm. There were no visible injuries on the little guy. Plus if lil blobby was truly in trouble it would've led him to it already.
…He'll check if this happens another time.
Danny blinked as it started licking at his index finger. It was very slowly removing excess emotions in his ectoplasm. This was another thing that he noticed.
The filtering part was normal, he even counted on it to help relieve stress from his college courses.
But usually it would just fly through him since that was faster. Now it seems to favor this slower, gentler way for some reason.
…Danny shrugged, if that's how it wants to filter ecto then who was he to deny the lil guy.
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Jason sat at his table head in his hands. Another long, mind boggling day…
He got Timmers to do some bloodwork and other checks to see if they could find something on the strange warmth growing under the pit.
…Or if there were side effects from the Lazarus green blob licking? Grooming? Eating him?
At least if Tim found something they could calmly investigate first instead of B finding out and have him breathing down Jason's neck in one part concern and two parts paranoia.
Things were going normal at first, there was nothing their machines could detect in his chest than his usual organs.
Then when they got to his blood… and whoo boy was he right in going to Tim first instead of checking in the Cave. Instead of the usual dark red, it had flecks of bright green in it!
When they investigated further they found it was a similar composition to the Pit waters but purer! Their sample of Pit water looked sickly and putrid compared to what they found in his blood.
They've never heard of Lazarus water like this. Nor did they hear of anyone revived by the waters having some of it in their blood.
Timbers instantly wanted to know how in the world this happened.
How the fuck was he supposed to know? He was still figuring this shit out.
He didn't want to tell Tim about the green blob thing yet. He needed to investigate more. …And he sort of felt bad for the little thing after scaring it before.
Jason left quickly after promising to let him know of any updates he finds. He needed a smoke or a moment to contemplate on this ridiculous turn his life was taking.
A small chirp brought him out of his thoughts and he looked up from his hands.
Jason stared with wide eyes as the green blob density shifted up from his floor, some of its body trailing after it like a comet.
It stopped and floated before him. His huffed a laugh, it was getting bolder like the stray cats he'd feed in the alleys. Good to know it was feeling safer with him.
This little blob… Jason was sure was linked to the worrying changes happening to him. But for all the unknowns he desperately want to understand, he could feel deep in his bones that it was… removing the Pit Rage from him. Somehow.
That made want to believe these changes, while deeply concerning, were good for him.
He slowly lifted his hand towards it, inviting it just like before.
The blob slowly floated closer flinching back a few times. Jason remained still as it got close enough to start licking at his finger.
…It did seem kinda cute, in a weird jelly kitten like way.
Now that he didn't scare it away he could see the green that usually lined his vision actually lessen in real time. His shoulders drooped as he could finally release some of the iron grip he had over the Pit to keep it under control.
"Were you what triggered that Pit episode a while ago?" Jason didn't expect the blob to answer. He was more talking to himself, ironing out his thoughts. Rubber ducking and all that, y'know?
The little blob blinked at him then just continued licking.
"Guess I scared you off that time. Sorry bout that."
The blob blinked but chirped as well as if it could feel his guilt and responded.
"Was that a 'no worries'?" Jason laughed amused. He smiled softly at the purr that resounded from it. It continued licking like a kitten determined to give him a bath.
"…what are you doing little guy? Are you eating the Pit Rage but somehow adding Lazarus water to my blood?"
No chirp this time, perhaps that was too complicated for the little fella to follow.
Jason tapped the table with his free hand. "…I don't want to keep calling you 'green blob thing' in my head. How about… Olive?"
He watched as the blob stopped licking and -for lack of a better term- loafed on his table. So round and green like the name he suggested. Jason bit his lip to keep from laughing. "The resemblence is uncanny, heh."
Olive chirped happily either in agreement with the name or because of his mirth, Jason couldn't tell.
Suddenly Jason shivered as a chill washed through his apartment. Somehow he could tell it came from below his apartment. A chirp drew his attention and he saw Olive dive through his floor.
Jason narrowed his eyes at the floor. Olive always density shifted through the floor even though it could fly, it could've easily flown away in any direction.
He remembered there was new tenant that moved into his apartment building recently. He lived one floor down from his.
It could just be coincidence but it's better to leave no stone unturned. Jason quietly climbed down the fire escape and carefully looked through the window.
No way, why was what you're looking for always right under your nose? Jason stared wide eyed as he saw Olive nuzzling his downstairs neighbor at the crook of his neck.
The neighbor was laughing, his smile bright and petting the blob.
Jason caught his neighbor tensing and turning towards the window. He immediately fled back to his apartment before he could be spotted.
He was almost caught but he felt like he finally found a lead to all these unknowns.
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Daniel 'Danny' Fenton. That was his downstairs neighbor, was going to Gotham University on a scholarship, studying aerospace engineering. Impressive. He was from a small town, Amity Park, Illinois.
Jason had to pause at its tourist headline, 'most haunted place in America'. …Haunted? As in ghosts?
If he didn't live the ridiculous vigilante life he lived, he would have brushed it off. But as he thought about it, little Olive could be a ghost; cartoony ectoplasm green, flies around, goes through walls or floors.
…Shit. Was Olive a ghost? A ghost of cat, dog or even a puppy or kitten? Wouldn't be unheard of, pets and strays die too. It would explain the licking, maybe leftover instincts from its previous life.
Jason shook his head to stop that sad line of thinking. Olive seemed content in its new err… existence. No need for a pity party.
Now though, he had to plan out how to meet with Danny that wouldn't scare him off.
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Jason observed Danny sitting at an open table at a cafe near the apartment. He was eating a sandwich with one hand and subtly covering Olive with his palm and gently stroking it with his thumb.
He took a deep breath, mentally preparing himself and trailed in after a few customers entering the cafe. He was a step inside when he felt the same cold as before.
Danny instantly sat up straighter and whipped around to stare at Jason. Fuck, he should have put it together that if he could sense Danny, Danny could sense him.
"Next," a firm voice called out to get Jason's attention to order something. He took a quick look to see Danny still gaping at him. Jason ordered a croissant on the display, something simple and quick so he could go up to Danny faster.
He walked up to Danny's table, mumbling a "is this table free?"
"Uh! Yes? I mean sure you can sit here." Danny stumbled with his words.
As he sat down, a happy chirp rang out and they blinked at Olive. They watched as it flew from Danny's hold to lick at the back of Jason's hand that was holding his croissant.
Danny's eyebrows shot up looking at Olive and then Jason and back to Olive multiple times. He sighed fondly to himself, "so this is why you picked up that habit."
He looked at Jason's chest intensely, could he see what was causing the warmth in his chest even bat-grade tech couldn't pick up? Danny's face pinched in concern. Then he met Jason's eyes and hesitantly smiled. "Hi? I'm Danny, guess we have a lot to talk about."
"Jason and yes we do." He sighed in relief , Danny was willing to talk, he was finally gonna get some answers.
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They really are good detectives, Danny thought as he was running away rooftop to rooftop from Red Robin and Nightwing.
Currently he was using a new ghost power to shift into Red Hood's likeness.
…Which might look bad but he had a good reason for it!
A ghost led him to an abandoned building where hostages were being kept. They were friends with one of the hostages.
Danny didn't want reveal Phantom in Gotham so what better disguise than one of the Bats. Especially, when this new gang wanted to taunt Hood in particular. They thought they could gain an advantage over him in a gunfight while using the hostages as meat shields.
Danny liked Red Hood, he was his favorite of Gotham's Bats and Birds. The way he looks after his territory felt similar to his own days of protecting Amity Park.
He hid close by to keep an eye on the situation, Hood was certainly taking his time. Danny looked at the hostages, they seemed okay, taking things well with that Gotham grit.
Except one unconscious guy that was beaten up and tied up with extra rope. He was built like a tank and had black hair with a striking white patch in the front. There were some kids that had shuffled behind him. Was he injured trying to protect those kids?
Wait a minute! That was his kind, hot neighbor, Jason! He helped him carry his stuff to his new apartment.
Danny was getting nervous. Hood wasn't appearing and the gang leader was getting impatient, twirling his gun dangerously at the hostages.
So he made a decision. He shifted to look like Red Hood. He used his invisibility to quietly take out some goons.
Then when there was only the main cluster left he flew to a sky window and let his invisibility fall so it'll look like he came in threw the window. He let gravity take hold and stomped on the leader. While the goons were stunned he knocked them out with quick solid punches.
Danny turned to the hostages and oh, Jason was awake. He hurried to free them cause if they start asking he had no idea how Red Hood would answer and Danny "I'm not a ghost!" Fenton was a horrible actor. Better not to push his already terrible Fenton luck.
The ceiling windows shattered and Robin, Red Robin and Nightwing dropped in. It was silent for long tense moment, Danny could feel their intense stares.
"Who are you?" Nightwing growled and yup that was his que to leave.
He booked it. Nightwing and Red Robin gave chase leaving Robin to handle the hostages.
That led to his current situation, Red Robin and Nightwing had caught up to him and the next rooftop was too far for a normal human to realistically jump.
Danny had no choice but to jump and use his powers to escape. He smiled to himself, he couldn't help but tease some of Gotham's best.
He winked at the vigilantes and jumped of the roof instantly going invisible and shifting back to normal and flew away from the rooftop.
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Jason sighed as he headed up to his apartment. What a awful day.
While walking to the grocery store saw bold fledgling gang trying to kidnap some alley kids. Woke up to see Red Hood beat up said gang and free the hostages. Nightwing and Red Robin chased him off and lost the copy cat. Dickwing wouldn't shut up about naming the copy cat Hoodwink. Demon brat called him a disappointment for getting ambushed. Got lectured by B.
Bruce tried to make a case to investigate this imitator which he absolutely shot down. He was going to investigate his own imitator fuck you very much. He didn't need other bats or birds stomping all over his turf and scaring off the imitator.
Jason had a gut feeling the copy cat wasn't out to drag his name into the mud.
When he reached his floor he saw his neighbor, Danny, trying to grabbing his keys to enter his apartment with grocery bags hanging off his arms.
Damn it, Jason thought, forgot to get groceries too.
Danny noticed him and waved happily at Jason. He really wasn't a local. But he seemed so earnest, that actually lightened his mood a little.
Danny's eyes widened as Jason got closer, noticing his bruises. "Oh! What happened? Do you need a first aid kit? An ice pack? I bought some frozen veggies like you suggested even though I'm fine with just eating burgers."
"It's called having a balanced diet, Danny."
"Never heard of her."
Concerning.
"…Anyway, thanks but I'm fine."
Danny seemed like he wanted to protest, must be the mid western hospitality but decided not to. He nodded and lifted a grocery bag with a smile. "Ok, but if you need anything I'm here. Even if its ice cream!"
Jason huffed a laugh, "thanks, I appreciate it." He's grateful he backed off, some of his family could learn a thing or two from Danny. He waved as he passed him and entered his own apartment.
The imitator could wait for tomorrow but for now bed sweet bed.
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Dead on mayn 2025 prompt: Word - Bones, Situation - Jason meets Danny as a ghost, Dialogue - "Wait you can see me?"
Danny sighed in relief as he walked into the graveyard. His parents dragged him to Gotham to join a Ghost Hunting symposium. Good thing they let him explore so he wouldn't have to listen to all that.
The graveyard was a peaceful quiet… or it should have been. He could see a young ghost being crowded by a bunch of angry shades.
That was strange, usually ghosts and shades hung around graveyards to rest or relax. Not cause any trouble.
Danny looked around, the graveyard was empty. The ghost was looking overwhelmed by the shade, he should help out.
As he got closer the ghost looked more and more familiar… Holy smokes, Batman! Was that Robin?! Robin died?! When did that happen? He didn't hear anything about that.
Danny walked faster to the group. They were in front of a fancy gravestone. …Jason Peter Todd, was that Robin? He forced himself to look away, even if Robin was a ghost now Danny knew how important it was to keep your secret identity safe.
He coughed to get their attention, "uh… need some help?"
Robin blinked owlishly at Danny, then suddenly pointed at him, "Wait, you can see me?!"
"Y-yeah. What's got them all upset?" Danny gestured to the crowd of shades.
Robin huffed, clearly upset on their behalf as well, "someone's been digging in old graves, stealing their bones to sell. Fucking horrible."
It really was, Danny agreed. Messing with graves was a fast way to make an enemy of a ghost. Even shades that were losing their sense of self could feel if their graves were tampered with.
Robin continued, "I've seen him but he covers himself up really well so I can't tell you who he is. I tried tackling him but I just go through him. I know I'm…d— a ghost but he doesn't even flinch or shiver, which rude.
You could… hmm." Robin stopped his train of thought, muttering about a civilian and too dangerous or something.
Robin must think that it'll dangerous for Danny. Well jokes on him he's already dead or more like half-dead.
"I can catch him for you." He's fought and caught ghosts, he could catch a human.
"A twig like you?" Even with the mask Danny could feel his doubtful stare.
"Hey!" Danny felt like the twig of a ghost Robin didn't have room to talk either.
They were interrupted when a small shade came bounding up to them making little urgent-sounding whispers.
Danny could feel warning and anger from the shade.
"The perp's coming back for another dig. Let's hide, I know a place with a good view that's out of the way."
Danny followed Robin, meanwhile the shades somewhat dispersed but they all still glared at the person as he set up his tools near a very old grave in a remote part of the graveyard.
The anger was palpable in the air nearly blanketing Danny's core. He barely registered getting up and quietly walking to the guy in his blind spot. He barely heard Robins hiss for him to come back.
Danny realized he was at the back of the guy but he was too busy digging to notice. Welp he was right here so he might as well…
Danny reared his arm back and swung his fist, trying not to punch as hard as he would for a ghost. The guy fell over like a bag of rocks. Thankfully still alive.
"Wha— who— How?" Robin stuttered as he flew up to Danny.
"There, I helped now who's this Gordon guy I need to tell?"
Robin puffed up, like a bird Danny thought amusedly, and huffily instructed Danny to alert the Gotham P.D.
They went back to Jason's grave after tipping the Gotham P.D. with Robin eyeing him critically all the while.
Danny rubbed the back of his neck bashfully. "I'm uh, stronger than I look?"
"That a question?"
"Maybe an explanation?"
Robin sighed. "Fine keep you're secrets, I get it. Still, thanks for helping catch the guy."
"No prob, happy to help."
"Hmm, you have experience working with ghosts? You didn't seem afraid of me or the shades."
"Uh, you could say that."
Robin's core radiated curiosity. There was also a mix of want, hesitant, threat? He seemed like he wanted to ask something but was afraid to?
Danny hummed. "I didn't help to, err, help you pass on or anything like that. I know ghosts that just want to exist, fulfilling their obsessions or checking out the living realm. So again if you want something I'll be happy to lend a hand."
Robin blinked at him, stunned. "R—really? Hmm… can you give me time to think about it?"
Danny nodded. "I'm visiting Gotham with my parents for the week so I got some time. I can come visit tomorrow if you want? No rush, we can just hang out." It'll be infinitely more interesting than listening to parents talk about new ways to hunt ghosts.
He smiled as he saw Robin relax with a small grin, "I'd like that."
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