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reblog to give your headache to elon musk instead

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DPXDC prompt. Field trip.

Some people would call gothamites petty, but given that most of the USA population treated them as scum, they believed that their behavior was justified.

They didn't like tourists, to put it mildly. Therefore, after learning that in their city were people on a field trip from Amity Park who could not leave Gotham for several days due to weekly escape from Arkham, the news channel immediately decided that a short interview from the guests would definitely amuse the locals. The reaction of outsiders never ceases to be ridiculous.

Reporter: ~Good afternoon~ Gotham News! May I ask you to share what you liked most about our wonderful city?

Mr. Lancer*still in a cold sweat and looks at every passerby as a potential villain*: Uh, no, me..It's so unexpected. Well, first of all, people here are very…

Danny *is high after the tasting samples Dr. Crane gave him for free and is extremely eager to share his happiness with others*,* picks a microphone*.

Danny: Gotham is the best city in the world! Like seriously, damn, I'd like to die here. Although there are constant shootings somewhere, half the time people don't even shoot at me! I haven't been this relaxed since middle school! And in the evenings, there is often such a pleasant scent of fear and despair on the streets. This fear toxin of yours is a real miracle! It's sooo good!

Sam *decides to take the initiative in her own hands before Fenton says too much*: Personally, I am very pleased with the number of green spaces you have in your city. It's nice to see that here eco-activists are really being listened to. Also, the fact that most restaurants have a thoughtful menu for vegetarians left a very pleasant impression.

Dash in his favorite T-shirt "it's not gay if he's dead": Four words. Hips of Red Hood. The fact that it is not marked in the guidebook as the main attraction of the Crime Alley is a real crime. This dude clearly never skips leg days. My respect.

Tucker: What can I say? The speed of internet here, even during villains attacks, is absolutely  unbelievable. I don't want to leave this place.

Jazz: I love Gotham! Finally, I was able to buy all the works published by Dr. Harleen Quinzel. *girl picks up an impressive stack of books* For some reason, they are not available online.

The camera points at a red-haired guy with a twitching eye.

Wes: I'm 85% sure Bruce Wayne is Batman. I have a proof and I am ready to provide it.

A girl with a "Good Guess" pin from Riddler enters and takes camera away from conspiracy theorist.

Star: Sorry, he slipped out at night and went to look for problems. Again. Don't pay any attention to him. He's always like this when he drinks more than two energy drinks in a row.

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Snow pup during the rare snow storm in the south. He was not built for this kind of weather, he almost got lost in the snow!!!

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#BUDDIE : Epilogue 1.0 ~ Some Things Just Go Better Together | Story & Art by @fallen-lucifiel

Part of Meet Me Halfway Across The Sky 🌌 Series

Read the Main Story HERE!

Just something short and cute. See you in Epilogue 2.0!!Happy New Year everyone!! 🎆🎆

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DPxDC Ring of Rage? More Like Ring of Engage

The thing is, Tim didn't mean to put it on. He was just kind of playing with it to keep his hands busy while he was thinking about the recent murder case. GCPD had their hands full with the serial robbers that didn't rank high enough to catch Batman's attention, and Tim never had a problem with helping the police if he had time.

And the ring was a perfect fidget toy, if he is being honest. Small and plain enough not to distract him, but the round stone in the middle was loosely attached, making it able to spin inside the frame. Which is what he did, again and again, like those fidget spinners.

Of course, he was just destined to drop it sooner or later. And then, when he reached under the table to pick it up, his finger caught inside the ring, and, well.

The ring was now firmly on his finger.

The problem was that he couldn't take it off.

It wasn't stuck, at least not in the general sense of it - Tim could easily spin it around, and it wasn't tight. But it wasn't loose either, and as soon as he tried to move it past the knuckle, the ring heavily disagreed, almost like shrinking down and absolutely refusing to be detached.

Barbara suggested soap, which didn't work. Dick tried for a more mechanical approach, first with pliers and then with a laser, which the ring resisted with no effort. Cass, who was actually the one who brought the damned thing into the Cave after one of her adventures in Hong Kong, just smiled and shrugged, which was of no help either. Damian offered to cut the finger off, which probably would have helped, but Tim rather liked all his limbs attached.

Bruce called Constantine. The magician took one look at the ring, barked a humorless laugh, and pat Tim on the shoulder sympathetically.

"Congrats, mate," he said, a wry smile on his lips, "I hope you file for divorce."

Although, while all the rest of the Bats and Birds devolved into fits of hysterical laughter (Steph), indignant sputtering (Damian), and cries of outrage (everyone else sans Alfred, who was pointedly unimpressed), Tim couldn't even bring himself to be surprised. Really, his life had been a shitshow since he was around ten. It's not like he didn't expect himself to be accidentally married to some otherworldly magical creature by this point.

The worst part - worse than the actual engagement, that is - was that Constantine couldn't exactly tell them who the spouse was.

What he did say was that the Ring belonged to the King of Infinite Realms, Keeper of Unseen Worlds, and Eyes of Universe. But those were only titles, and, as John Constantine begrudgingly admitted, there has been a change in the management recently, so no one really knew what the new almighty monarch looked like or what they were, much less their whereabouts.

"You can't blame me for not being keen to find out, though," John said, wincing, "The last one was a bloody tyrant, and the Realms operate under the right of conquest rule."

At least, the mage assured them that since the being had not yet come to collect their shiny new spouse, they might never show up at all. The Ring has been lost for ages after all, so maybe the King didn't even remember having one. Or, the previous King didn't, and the new one didn't know about or didn't care.

The first week after the incident, they spent anxiously researching and worrying. Bruce even went as far as making Tim wear a tracker at all times, which was not great, but he did appreciate the gesture. Kind of.

After the first month with no sign of any changes, the worry started to abate. In half a year, most of the family stopped trying to keep an eye on Tim at all times lest he suddenly disappeared. Two years later, even Tim himself treated the Ring as a natural part of his daily life. The stone inside was still a great fidget toy, engagement or not.

Three years, one month, and five days after Tim first put the Ring on his finger, when the world was falling apart and breaking in front of him and there was not a single thing he could do to stop it anymore, Tim pressed his lips to the cold, dark strip of unknown metal on his finger.

"Whoever you are, I don't even care, please," he whispered in a useless prayer, his voice hoarse and his throat dry, "please, help."

And the world came to a stop with a short, amused chuckle.

"Oh, I thought you'd never ask."

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DP x DC prompt [3]

during one of the final psych evals at Arkham right before he gets to be released, the whole thing wrapped up so tidy, just a little relapse which involved a robbery. Getting sent back to Arkham, but he got to stay at the asylum so long that he no longer has to serve a prison sentence, score!

But during that eval his overseeing psychiatrist recommended him to have a change of scenery, some fresh non polluted air.

Riddler was rather convinced the guy was making this recommendation to everyone in Arkham in their own weird way to convince them to just leave Gotham and become someone else's problem. should he notify Batman about it somehow? nah, it’ll be more interesting to see how this is gonna turn out in the long run.

But can he leave the state? Can he even leave the city? he never really bothered to look into it, at least not legally, up until now if he felt he needed to leave for one of his plans he just did it.

Turns out he can, it’s a whole hassle and a half though, first a judge and then a probation officer and he’s pretty sure both were like “what the hell is this psychiatrist guy thinking!?” but at the same time, shrink probably knows what he’s doing (WRONG) so he’s allowed to go visit out of state family or whatever.

he had to wear this nice ankle monitor though, Wayne Enterprises™ tech, not overly bulky but still very present. real fancy, and a fun extra challenge heh.

now as for a good reason to leave New Jersey he’s going to need distant relatives, and he finds some, great grandpa walker also has a son, who had a son who had a daughter Madeline, who married some guy Jack Fenton, and she lives somewhere out in the boonies Illinois. great he’ll visit her.

far enough away in all sense of the word that there is no way she knows anything about him. it would be best to call her first though, be polite about it.

“hello, you have reached Fenton works, this is Maddie speaking” 

“Riddle me this-” ah whoops, habit, oh whatever, “we don’t share parents, but certainly a part of your life, from laughter to strife. Who am I?”

there is a pause …  he’s going to be a bit disappointed if she hangs up if he’s honest.

“cousins~” comes the cheery reply.

“correct! the name is Edward Nygma, we are distantly related you and I and well-”

“oh you simply must come visit!” 

well this was rather easy, perhaps a little too easy, but she lives in the midwest so maybe just going with whatever some guy says over the phone is normal there? stranger danger not really a thing in a small town where everyone knows everyone?

things start to make a little more sense once he gets there and he’s starting to think some things might run in the family. like a preference for the colour green and weird hyperfixations and genius bordering on insanity. Though that remains to be seen, Jack does not seem like a very bright light after his very enthusiastic welcome.

their kids however are observant and sharp. young Jasmine is wasting no time trying to psychoanalyze him. and the boy, Danny, he had not really meant to and he swears he’s sticking with calling the kid Danny so he wouldn’t seem overly familiar, but he might have called him little bird a couple times now.

but that’s all whatever, he’s playing nice here. and he doesn’t even have to worry about his eccentricities tripping him up because this place is insane.

There actually is a local teen vigilante active but he seems about as loved as he’s disliked. and the ghost boy’s enemies are basically all his own kind, which another crazy thing to now know about. ghost. they are real actually, how is Gotham not completely overrun? and how do they even work? and where do they keep coming from?

Edward might be getting a little sidetracked here. He had fully intended to sneakily get his next big game plan underway all the way out here, ankle monitor be damned. but he hasn’t made any progress at all.

Instead he’s been listening to Madeline and Jack to maybe figure out what the deal is with these ectoplasmic entities, he has to know, at this point he might go crazier if he doesn’t. 

He’s making Jasmine promise him not to get her doctorate in Gotham, he’s going back and forth with space riddles with Danny.

so yeah the whole thing kinda just became a vacation, maybe the psychiatrist had the right idea after all? hmm nah, probably not. but this is fun. He’s thinking about recommending this place to some of the others.

It's different enough to get the vacation feel, but enough crazy shit happens to make it all feel like home.

it is not until Maddie wants to talk with him about potentially switching the position of godfather of Danny to him rather than some weird rich friend of theirs that Edward realizes he might have lost the plot somewhere

Apparently the little bird basically begged them with a powerpoint presentation on how he likes Edward so much more than that Vladimir guy. 

And honestly, the fellow sounds like a Dracula Lutho so even if it’s kinda sad Edward can understand why he’d be considered a better option. Even if the guy has more money and a huge company that makes him said money. And it’s not like the Fentons know about his Riddler activities.

Thinking it over, Edward does think that Danny would like Gotham and Wayne has that space program thing right? The kid is definitely smart enough for that (Nygma certified), and yeah Edward does quite like their space themed back and forth. So, fuck it, why not, what is the worst that could happen?

He doubts Maddie and Jack are gonna kick it any time soon anyway out here in the boonies, it’s just a title thing, a stamp of approval or something.

he should have known he was going to eat those words later… he had this whole beautifully elaborate trap set up for the whole Batclan, and he was just getting to the good part when his phone went off.

Had to put the whole thing on pause cause that particular contact wasn’t gonna get ignored. He did promise to be available.

If the whole thing he had planned now went tits up he could at the very least laugh later at the reactions of the bats as he told them to “hold up one second, I have to take this.” while they were all in various perilous positions. 

Sadly he did have to go, he had a very distressed godson to pick up.

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from one of my favorite scenes in this fic series our days, our months, our years by atlasky. Where Bruce dies in Ethiopia instead of Jason.

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TONIGHT!!!!

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Did I make an au just for a rarepair? Yes, but heres my idea of a shen twin au

In my version Shen Yuan transmigrates into the body of 5 yr old Shen Shi, twin of Shen Jiu. It is very important to note that in this au SJ and YQ refer to SY with "A-Shi" and "Xiao-Shi" respectively, and SY takes up the identity of Shen Shi. SY is also fully cognizant when he migrates so he has the complete thoughts of a 20~ yr old while in the body of a 5 yr old. This causes some major dysphoria and also anger at the helplessness of being in a body that does not fit him and also the fact that he has no social nor physical power because he is a child. He also views SJ and YQ as his little brothers even if he is actually the youngest physically.

He eventually is taken in my the Qiu family alongside his brother. It is when SJ starts to bond with Qiu Haitang that it finally pieces together that his brother is going to be SQQ and grieves for the events that he knows is going to happen to him. The building rage and anger at the helplessness of the situation culminates in Shen Yuan starting the massacre with SJ instantly jumping in and causing the majority of deaths. When SJ carries out the unconscious body of Qiu Haitang SY realizes the opportunity in front of him. He knows that she is going to be the kickstarter of his brother's downfall and in that moment grabs the nearest weapon, and with a heavy heart, kills her as SJ watches in shock. He turns to SJ telling him "You can't leave any witnesses, they always eventually spill" before both run off. I dont know what to do with the Wu Yanzi so I'm ignoring it for now. And im also unsure if he gets a system but we'll see.

Eventually they meet up with Yue Qi now Yue Qingyuan and the anger SJ has towards him. SY is also angry but its more so for SJ's sake than his own. The two of them become a part of Cang Qiong sect and while SJ is taken in by the Qing Jing peak, SY is taken in by the beast and flora peak (which I do not have named). They both become head disciples and later peak lords. SY also is able to clock that SQH is not the original version due to airplane saying a modern phrase and a friendship forms. SY is also the one to start biting and defending his brother when QQQ or LQG take potshots at him. It's while they are still disciples that SY meets Su Xiyan while hes on a mission and they worked together for a bit before SXY split. They continued to meet up until eventually a friendship formed and SY meets TLJ a "companion" of SXY. SY clocks who the two of them are goes to SQH to learn all he can about them and their future. SXY and TLJ eventually fall for each other and SY makes sure to prevent the palace master from finding out as long as he can. He also warns them about the palace master and to not trust any letters not hand delivered by SY as he will act as a middle person to make sure no one intercepts them. It is also during this time that SXY and TLJ both gain interest in SY. Neither can explain fully why but his autistic swag, photographic memory and ability to name drop paragraph long information in seconds intrigued them. They start courting him, shen yuan is of course oblivious. It is also important that SY introduced himself to TLJ and SXY with the name "Shen Yuan" so only the two of them refer to each other as such. He also clocks when SXY is pregnant and tells her as such when symptoms start to show and again, not to trust the palace master. By this time he is now a peak lord alongside his brother.

Eventually the old palace master finds out and instead of targeting TLJ, he first targets their lynch pin, shen yuan. He sends letters to SJ and YQY about SY being a traitor. Showing him being a demon sympathizer and hanging out sect secrets that actually SQH was leaking due to the system. SY is captures, a trial occurs and SY is charged as guilty with the punishment of execution, but YQY and SJ object. Since it was CQ secrets he was sharing they have the official say. So instead of execution they instead lock him up on the beast peak using talismans and sigils. He is not allowed to talk to anyone besides fellow peak lords and his head disciple. He cannot leave the peak without another peak lord monitoring him and this also applies when teaching. This lockdown completely breaks him as he lost trust with his family and the confinement dives him crazy as a peak lord he commonly left to document and work upon his bestiaries. This leaves him in a depressive state and constantly paranoid as he cant trust anyone. And No One has told him definitive news if SXY and TLJ are safe, SQH has confirmed that TLJ was not captured and helped SXY but he has no clue where they are now and if baby LBH is with them. As SY is confined on his mountain he stops caring about appearances and starts wasting away seen in image 3. I havent figured the rest out with LBH but he does become a part of cang qiong sect under Qing Jing, the abuse he faces stays the same. If he is raised with TLJ and SXY or by the washer woman I do not know yet. LBH hearing about the rumors of a monster on the beast peak heads out and comes face to face with SY who is delighted to see him but also horrified that about 14+ years have now passed. This pushes him a little out of his depressive episode because now he has a son to take care of and he can't waste away in front of him. He needs to act strong. He teaches LBH the best he can while contained and tells him about his parents. The two form a father son dynamic where both cant really escape the situation they are in but at least have each other for company. SY also holds onto LBH's jade pendant so it isnt lost. He also tells LBH that if he meets a demon named TLJ, to mention the name Shen Yuan.

While on a mission LBH meets up with TLJ and tells him that he's met SY and TLJ loses it (pos). He asks where he is as SXY and TLJ have been trying to find him with no success. He is told that hes on the beast peak in cang qiong and has been contained there for the last 16 years. TLJ then hatches a game plan to free him and the decide to use the immortal conference as a distraction. Most of the cultivation world will be at that conference so minimal security will be held at the sect. They use this to their advantage. TLJ strikes a deal with MBJ to cause a distraction to keep the cultivation world on the two of them even if alarms go off that SY is escaping. MBJ agrees to this as TLJ allows him to target any huan hua disciple he sees (they dont tell SXY this). While they cause a distraction by appearing on the 7th day of the conference, SXY sneaks into cang qiong peak and works on the talisman and sigils. This works and eventually she gets to SY he sees the bad shape he is in, but it was better than what LBH originally saw. The two of them start crying and SXY activates a 2 way communication artifact with TLJ telling him it was a success.

TLJ then turns to MBJ and MBJ teleports, appears in front of SXY and SY and teleports the two of them to the demon world. TLJ then turns to his son who's demon seal now broke and decides to do some father son bonding and the two both go into the eternal abyss together, as this is a tradition for heavenly demons. The two of them return after 1-2 years and have MBJ teleport them out rather than using Xin Mo.

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An alien race rallies before Earth, demanding to speak to Earth's "Protector". While all heroes are arguing about who, exactly, they are talking about, the aliens get impatient and broadcast an image of...Daniel Fenton.

Everyone is very confused.

The aliens are getting angry and impatient and not willing to answer questions. No one knows why they think Daniel Fenton is the "Protector of the Earth", except perhaps Daniel Fenton himself, who looks very embarrassed.

John Stewart picks him up and forces him to the WatchTower, so they can put an earpiece in his ear and instruct him on how to be a diplomat.

They have Fenton all set up, in front of the giant screen broadcasting his face to not only the aliens, but all of Earth.

Except.

The aliens are chattering amongst each other in their own language, and Fenton goes from looking nervous to looking pissed.

"Oh that's real fucking rich coming from a bitchass pussy that looks like three day old dog shit, come at me you stupid motherfu-"

Three things happen.

First, Flash snaps himself out of his stupor and slaps a hand over Fenton's mouth.

Second, Fenton's parents, who were waiting outside of the room, immediately start shouting at him about his language and how grounded he is.

Third, the aliens are bothering their translator, who is refusing to translate.

They have no idea how Fenton speaks the alien's language, and given that he's actually struggling and escaping bit by bit, clearly using powers they hadn't been aware of previously, they're starting to think it might be a Young Justice situation.

A teen hero capable of going to other planets, who somehow made one of them think he was Earth's Protector, and who's parents have no idea.

Shit.

Or; The aliens get their information about other planets through a very complicated process that, without them knowing, goes through the Infinite Realms for a hot second. This means when they looked up "Great Protector" they got the name Daniel Fenton. Because of the Yetis. Danny, who can understand all languages but currently only speaks English and Esperanto thanks to ghost powers, overhears the aliens talking mad shit about his mom right before negotiations are supposed to start. Danny reacts accordingly.

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Technically true.

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DpxDc au where Danny joins the family either through dating one of the bats or adoption. Either way, he, a well adjusted adult who has a therapist older sister and a ghost therapist he see’s regularly, takes one look at the bats and is like “yeah they ALL Need therapy.”

When he brings it up they all basically deny the need. Danny just laughs like “oh you thought you had a choice? Cute! Fortunately for you, I found you all ghost therapists. You can’t escape them. They will haunt you in order to help.”

Oh course all the therapists have been heavily vetted by Danny. Don’t need a new spectra situation thank you very much.

This method is shockingly effective because even if the bats can’t see the ghosts, the ghosts are always watching their designated bat. So after patrol, one pops into existence behind and asks them how this certain event on patrol made them feel and if the clear flashback they had to whatever situation is something they want to talk about.

Essentially these ghosts are great at being available in the moment that talking is most needed. Like 24/7 on call. It’s why it worked so well for Danny because something would happen and his therapist was basically right there and they’d just have late night sessions after he finished patrols back home. And even if they didn’t get to the root of what was bothering him, having someone there to talk with that wasn’t going to judge him and didn’t hold him to some impossible standard made things easier. He wasn’t holding everything In until he exploded anymore.

It helps that these ghosts also get to satisfy their obsession by helping, so it’s a win win.

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A Vulcan named Stork works at the Terran adoption agency. Parents always request that he be the one to deliver their child to them.

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Because I Can't Stop Thinking About It. (o.o)

Publishing House of The Dead. Zone Labels. Infinity Art.

Just?? What Artist would be happy with their Life's Work(tm) sitting where they left it, on that shelf, WHERE THEY CANT REACH IT, after they died? They want people to SEE it. Experience it!

And the ENTIRE PLANETS of people? Wailing and knashing their teeth? All of their CULTURE! Their MASTERPIECES and great works! LOST to the cosmos as so much ASH when the planet exploded?! NOOOOOOO!

Ember McLain is NOT unusual. I bet there are DISTRICTS of artists like her. Countless support groups. More appearing every day.

If you made your planet's Single Greatest Art Piece, something literally EVERYONE for COUNTLESS CENTURIES acknowledged was unequivocally The Best, and you learned later that very piece, which WAS YOUR LIFES WORK, was destroyed in the fall of your planet... would YOU be able to let it go?

You spent every day of most of your life working on that. Got up at dawn, walked past the market to get an early deal on supplies and a meal, up the same hill to your work shop, past the same flowering trees, along the same winding path, to work until you could barely hold your tools. Every day. Each day.

Bit by bit, revealing something wonderous to the air. Breathing LIFE into the vision in your heart.

The King of the ENTIRE PLANET himself said it was the single most beautiful thing he had ever witnessed. Called you the greatest Master of all Arts. You can still remember how you wept. The beauty of the celebrations. The softness of the sash you were given.

......gone?

That statue, which stood before the palace itself? A place of incredible honor? Placed so, by the King Himself, that his people may always see beauty? Know wonder? A statue which you are told, inspired thousands of stories, countless loves and artworks and changes?

......GONE?

How can it be GONE? Never to be viewed again? Lost to even memory! No. NO!

You will make it AGAIN! Copy or not, the impact of your works SHALL NOT BE LOST!

And of course, others would follow suit. Dead historians commission copies, dead artists continuing to work, dead everyman with nothing BUT time... learning to create just to recreate their Obsession.

But! It's all still trapped in the Zone... right?

Until? Ember. Rocker? Yes. But PUNK first. Fuck your Rules, she WILL perform her Songs. Her ART. Ember is her creation, her stage persona, someone who will live on in memory FOREVER.

GDI get out of her WAY, kid! They have to HEAR her MUSIC!

And Danny does NOT get out of the way. He GETS it. Her music is AWESOME. He would LOVE to let her share it with the world if he could, but he's not about to let you go-

And? Ember stops dead where she's trying to brain him with a guitar. Wait. Scrappy lil shit say what? Repeat that.

And look... Danny's tired. It's Embers maybe a hundredth thousandth attempt. He BARELY graduated college last night and has NO prospects. He SHOULD, his degrees are the kind that should basicly print money. But... you know... Fenton Last Name. Constantly running off to fight ghosts.

Only became legally recognized again like...a week and a half ago.

He's basicly a pack mule for his own college debt and sleep deficiency. No jobby for the Danny. He Cranky. But he tries not to be an asshole about it. Cause he GETS it. Ember can't help it. She NEEDS to do this. It's Important to her. More then anything else could ever possibly be.

She's fighting for her music, which is EVERYTHING for her.

So yeah, if it weren't for the "stripping people of their free will without consent" thing? Have at it man. Be super famous. Fuck it, he'd even hel- He gets tackle hugged out of the sky. Bruises several ribs.

.....ow.

That night he sends back Ember who is loudly and excitedly chatting about how she "can't wait to tell the gang". He thinks she means Kitty and Johnny, maybe his other rouges. He is... VERY wrong.

Tucker, who may or may NOT have been widely black listed for some "Light Hacking" (cowards) is all for helping out while he saves up to start his own tech company. Sam, without being told, somehow already knows and has started putting the word out. She's gotten scarier since making that non-aggresion pact with Paulina. They are informed she's incharge of the negotiations.

Apparently they're "too nice". Which... Hey. She's not WRONG, mind you, but... Mean. They retaliate with sad animal memes. Then realize they are getting distracted and should go to bed.

Obviously...they play DOOM instead.

The harsh light of morning is cruel. But the kitchen stuffed with Ember's Dead Rockers Buddies is crueler. They ate his breakfast leftovers, man. They don't even NEED to eat. Why would you do this?

Apparently his inability to spilt out a record label at 6am must be punished. Because they entice his parents with their evil, evil "Warm And Genuine Interest In Your Music" Rocker ways. His parents break out their band stuff. At 6 am. He's had... three hours of sleep.

Ember. WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS?

It takes ALL DAY to get everything sorted, break up the impromptu "Rock Sesh", get all of the OUT OF HIS HOUSE, and signed under the newly created Zone Lables.

He goes to sleep.

Opens his eyes to several dead pop stars and a handful of anxious but polite Martians. They hate to be a bother....

Then it's viking bards. Imperial players. Mongolian throat singers. Mesopotamia performers.

There is apparently a CUE.

That's BEFORE Ghost Writer DRAMATICLY~☆ shoves his way forward! He? Will be HEARD! Ghost Child!

He represents the WRITERS of the Zone. And they demand to know why the Musicians are getting special treatment!

He is hip checked by The Painter, a ghost Danny is only vaaaugely familiar with by can recognize on sight... from... well... all the paint. The Painter demands to know much the same. Explain yourself small half child, half other child!

Danny already has a headache and he's not even out of bed yet. He holds up a finger. Gets out of bed. Pulls on pants. THEN answers.

It's obviously not good enough. The morning devolves in to dramatic yelling, sobbing into paint stained rags, accusations of favoritism. And, most damning, sneering distain for one another's ascot choices. It nearly ends in blood on the floors.

And that's BEFORE the Observant pops in, AGAIN, to harrass him about "wah wah wah You gotta be king because we WHINED at yoooou" or something.

READ A ROOM.

So now Danny has THREE Companies in just as many days. He doesn't even have employees yet. Or a studio. Art house. A publishing press! This is... Fine(tm).

He checks his phone. Tucker was able to use Ember's already recorded new songs but it took him a bit to transfer them to non-ghost technology. They should up on sale by no..w...

That is a lot of zeros.

@stealingyourbones @hdgnj

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DPxDC Danny and Jason Prompt

Phantom and Robin knew each other in the Infinite Realms. A newly dead Robin had helped the young Ghost King in a fight when a group of ghosts had tried to kill him. (Danny hadn’t done anything wrong in their eyes per se, they just wanted a fully dead king so they tried to beat him up enough for him to switch back so they could kill him.) Robin had jumped in to help, and the two 15 year olds had become fast friends.

For the 6 months that Jason was dead, the two explored the realms. Danny was often gone living his life, but when he had the time the two would explore the realms together. But eventually, in the middle of a conversation, Jason vanished, having been resurrected.

Being king, Danny sensed it and shrugged. They had barely told each other anything about their personal lives but Jason knew that Danny Phantom was a half a who protected a small town in the middle of nowhere that was shielded from the outside world by a curse and Danny knew that Jason was a superhero named Robin, sidekick of another hero called Batman, and worked in a big city called Gotham. (Dealer’s choice if Lady Gotham occasionally joined the two for tea during this time or if she doesn’t exist.)

The next five years, the two have no contact. They’re off doing their own thing. But then the GIW captures Danny and, being government, takes him to their main base in DC. They get him there, and begin vivisecting him.

The vivisection is interrupted by the Fentons breaking down the door, insisting that their little boy be given back (he was taken as a human after a transformation back after a rough fight happened in front of the GIW agents). When they see Phantom, though, they drop their weapons and ask to join the vivisection, even if only as observers. “If we can watch the vivisection, and you hand us back our son safe and sound afterwards, we’ll pretend this never happened,” they say. The GIW sees their chance and agrees, fully intending to break the deal. The vivisection continues.

But because two heavily armed crazy people broke into a government base, someone’s noticed. Wonder Woman saw the pair enter the building from the sky and asked Batman to research the place. He comes back a few hours later with horrifying results about who the organization is and what they’re up to. Wonder Woman starts tearing the place down with her bare hands.

In the chaos and confusion, the GIW agents and the Fentons go off to stop what they assume is an evil ghost. Danny takes the chance and, with a whole lot of effort and a little luck that the GIW was stupid enough to leave a “free the guy on the table” button in the room, he escapes. (Tiny balls of ice flicked at a button at a high velocity are apparently enough to press it. It just took him a minute to be accurate, especially since his powers were barely working at all.)

With nowhere to go, Danny decides to run to the only place besides Amity that he’s ever heard of.

Gotham City.

Holding his insides together with his hands, Danny flies out of the building and manages to find a map (probably from a friendly tourist that’s too used to seeing weird shit bc it’s the DC universe) that tells him where he is and how to get to Gotham. He reaches it in an hour. And promptly collapses on a rooftop. Turns out, flying hundreds of miles immediately after a vivisection while holding your insides together is exhausting.

He’s laying there when a few Bat people come upon him. They start panicking; who’s the glowing dude holding his insides together with his arms while passed out on a rooftop?

Moments later, more batfamily members join them. All are confused, until Red Hood grapples in, takes one look at the guy on the ground, and says “Phantom?”

Everyone looks at Jason, but he’s staring at the guy on the ground. He rushes forward and his knees buckle as he kneels next to Phantom. “Phantom!” Jason exclaims, giving him the gentlest of shakes so as not to disturb his injuries while still waking him up.

Phantom cracks an eye open. He sees the man in front of him and, despite the very different outfit and the face-covering helmet, whispers “Robin?”

From here, the fic goes into Danny healing from his wounds, Jason and Danny revealing how they know each other, Jason and Danny freaking out the Justice League because they straight up didn’t tell anyone that Danny’s the ghost king but Constantine recognizes the king and has a mental breakdown about it, and maybe even some Jason/Danny slowburn!

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DPxDC Dead Tired Coffeeshop Accident

For one reason or another, Danny is now living in Gotham and working in a coffeeshop. For one reason or another, Tim frequents the same coffeeshop.

Now, both of them are honest to god messes who treat sleep like a grave enemy. Meaning they both survive on coffee, spite, energy drinks, and their respective hyperfocuses.

They don't even talk, really, they just see each other from time to time: Tim knows the barista who looks like he's been dead for weeks is named Danny, and Danny knows how to make Tim's Death Wish with his eyes closed, but other than that, they are just strangers who largely don't care about each other.

That is, until one time after his patrol, Tim comes to the said coffeeshop in his Red Robin gear. He doesn't even think about it, he simply needs coffee. He comes to the counter. He orders. His voice is tired and emotionless. He just wants his coffee and maybe stare at a wall for a few hours until his brain reboots. Danny takes his order without even looking at him. He has been sitting and staring at a wall for a few hours, night shifts are literally killing him.

They are both so done.

Red Robin waits for his coffee. Danny makes it almost automatically, his mind elsewhere. The coffeeshop is empty, save for them two. It's four in the morning. Nothing feels real.

Danny sets the cup on the counter.

"One Death Wish for Tim," he says out of a habit, not fully registering they are alone, and he doesn't need to do that.

Tim takes the coffee without thinking, nods a silent 'thank you'. Brings the cup up to his mouth-

And notices a glove on his own hand.

He is in Red Robin get up.

He freezes and looks at the barista, who is cleaning the coffeemachine. Danny, noticing him looking, also looks back at him. Did he make the wrong order? He knows Tim's soul, he's seen it a lot, he couldn't have mistaken him for anyone else, but maybe he forgot to add syrup?..

There's a domino mask on Tim's face. A vigilante domino mask.

They stare at each other. No one moves. No one blinks. The sun is rising somewhere over the city.

Tim takes a sip of his coffee. Danny goes back to cleaning the coffeemachine.

They never speak of this again, but Tim becomes a regular here in both of his personas.