Alright So I Just Finished All Six Books In The School For Good And Evil And My Brain In Buzzing With

i am literally about to start weeping over this little bear

Boo!

Boo!

Hi I'm Eggy!

When I'm bored I post that's it.

Just got procreate and I am loving it. So I decided to draw another character from my Percy Jackson au. Meet General Porcupine, her dads a satyr and her moms a tracker/guard fairy. And although she is short compared to most guard fairies, who are around 7-8 feet tall, she is still huge at 6’10.

Physically she is 20 but because of both satyr and fairy ageist she is actually 50

Has some slight anger problems

Is really bad at infection so everything she says is kind of flat

Became a general not that long ago when her mentor retired

When the Greek gods where transferring from England to America her dad and a couple other satyrs and a small group of centers just decided to stay in Ireland

Usually wears a full set of armor into battle but this is her sparring/training outfit

Buff goat lady

Has wings but I was to lazy to draw them

Has patches of blue skin inherited from her mom and her scars turn light blue

Uses a huge axe to fight

Not exactly satyr and not exactly fairy

There a many types of fea in the au but the group she is apart of is called the wild fairies. Similar to the tinker bell pixe hollow fairies they have talents. The tracker talent is a secondary talent that a fairy can have so usually It goes like this:

But since porcupine is not a full fairy she only has the tracker talent

She is very close with her dad but she is a workaholic so she doesn’t get how he can lay down and relax in the sun like a mad man

I like to think of her dad as like a cousin/sibling of coach hedge and is very short, but unlike his cousin/sibling is very chill(the dude can knit a full sweater that can fit his very large daughter and wife in under an hour though so who holds the real power here)

Unlike most satyrs her connection with nature is more of the chaotic Fay type or that of a predator or hunter than a preserve nature type(good hunters understand ecosystem management and the importance of fire and death in nature, unlike some people, looking at you California with your terrible absolutely no wild fire policy)

If coach hedge is her uncle I think he would mention her in random conversations quite often but no one believes she exists, hedge once told grover about her and grover thought he had finally gone mad

When other satyrs meet her it’s like “:o”

And when other tracker fairies meet her it’s more like “ha short”

Very quiet, stoic, a bit of a brick wall

Has the same vibe as a moose(if you know you know)

Here’s Willow the eldest of the toast babies!

they are sitting and pondering

AU where the Justice League forms like usual, except Batman maintained his “totally a myth” status and has in fact been active for years before the JL forms. He’s very cautious about trusting them, but still joins, and the others sort of accepts that as long as they trust that Batman has a really hard time with trust, it will all work out in its own weird way

Then, one day, in the middle of a JL mission, the League gets in a tight spot. Out of nowhere, this blue and black blur swoops in and saves everyone’s ass. Maybe breaking some shackles that were proving very difficult, maybe disarm a bomb that the League was just a hair’s breadth too slow to reach without help, but whatever happens, the shadowy figure pauses just long enough to say, “Hey, Batman, you know you there are these things called cellphones now and you can just call sometimes, it doesn’t have to be this dramatic?” and bounds away after shouting ‘let’s do brunch! Bring your new friends!’

Batman is mortified.

No one lets it go.

The entire rest of the mission, the whole League is asking so many questions. Who was that? Do you know him? How do you know him? What’s going on? I didn’t know there was a vigilante in this area?? They don’t let up until he talks.

“That was Nightwing.” Batman is mumbling. The JL forces him to bring them to the Brunch. Brunch happens to be in a run-down apartment on the edge of a bad neighborhood, at five in the morning, in costume. Nightwing introduces himself as Batman’s lovechild with justice.

“I did not realize Batman had a child,” Martian Manhunter says, calmly enough that no one’s sure if he’s accidentally plucking a really loud thought out of the air or if he’s trying to make a joke.

Nightwing stares for a moment falling over laughing. He doesn’t get up. Batman starts trying to apply anti-Joker venom but Nightwing just kicks him and laughs until he cries. He keeps trying to wipe his eyes and his mask keeps getting in the way, so he asks everyone to leave so he can please get a hold of himself

He is still laughing when they leave. Everyone is confused. Batman is furious.  Nightwing manages to breathe long enough to say, “We’re just so glad you’re socializing now, Batman.”

Superman turns to look at Batman very slowly. “…’we’?”

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