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Henriëtte Ronner-Knip, A dog and her puppies

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a writing competition i was going to participate in again this year has announced that they now allow AI generated content to be submitted

their reasoning being that "we couldn't ban it even if we wanted to, every writer already uses it anyway"

"Every writer"?

come on

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Phantom is so Moody-DCxDP prompt

"I don't even understand what I am. I'm a clone so I can't age. But what does it even mean to be a clone? I'm not 100% Superman but I'm still nit like him or Lex? I wasn't born like a normal person so does that mean I don't have a soul?" Kon ranted.

Danny the multi-dimensional godlike being the team had contracted into being their aid slowly shuffled from under his mountain of blankets and pillows and yawned.

"What are you talking about?" He drawled lazily. "Of course you have a soul.

"But I'm like artificially made in a lab." Kon retorted.

"And? So what? Are you telling me I'm wrong?" Danny challenged " Hey stupid, everything has a soul. You, your friends, animals, a tree, a fucking blade of grass, even a kid's toy. If it has energy it has a soul. I'm not talking metaphorically, I mean literally. Souls are a real tangible thing and I will eat your soul if you don't put some food on my sacrificial altar. Also, get therapy."

Kon much like the others had gotten used to Danny. He was mostly all bark and no bite.

As Kon headed to the kitchen to get the god his post-nap snack he heard Danny speak again.

"Also, you can age. Who told you that you couldn't? Age isn't anything but the slow decay of atoms. You are aging. You just aren't changing because your body is so new. Given enough years it'll start to show. Then you'll be no different from anyone else. Granted Superman's race also grows differently. You are so fucking dramatic. You are fine the way you are." The godling huffed, "Ancients, you guys are annoying. You treat existence like it's torture and you'll bearly understand how blessed you are to exist simply because of how un-ideal it is. Look shit sucks, it sucks most of the time but human suffering is caused by humans. You are torturing yourself with all these what-ifs and angst. Just stop caring."

Danny wasn't saying all this to be comforting. He rarely does stuff like that. If anything he was ambivalent to Kon. It still made him feel better though. One thing you could trust about Danny was that he was honest. He could even be helpful considering his job was to be a living encyclopedia of information from beyond the pale. He has always been an asset if you can wake him up from his days long naps.

****

"You sleep all the time." Raven complained.

The Titans were here this time. They needed something from Danny. Something about having to seal a threat away.

"Just death being shy." Danny mumbled curling up on his raised platform. "Now go away."

Raven pulled out a smudge stick of white sage when Nightwing silently held up a hand to stop her.

"Phantom, look we need your help. This issue needs your assistance. We just want info on how to seal this threat properly." Nightwing said.

"Ask Constantine."Danny whined back as he shuffled deeper into his blanket cocoon.

"Unfortunately he can't help. This is Darkseid—"

"WHERE IS HE?"

Immediately he was wide awake. You see there are few things to stir Phantom to his full attention. He isn't inactive out of pure laziness. He lets the hero do their thing and he helps when he thinks it's appropriate. But he will not let anything or anyone harm the planet

*****

"He really doesn't like people," Impulse whispered to Aqualad.

"I still don't understand how the Justice League managed to get in contact with him let alone sign a contract with him. " Aqualad answered.

"Flash said he was pretty easy to convince. Hell he said that Phantom was so docile he let Wonder Woman carry him around. Now he'll practically snap of your hand if you touch him."

"Emm...think about it he must have just been really weak back then. If he was injured badly enough maybe he—"

"Stop talking."

*****

"I still don't trust you. What is your game?" Raven said sternly.

A being with origins like Phantom couldn't really be helping them out of the kindness of his heart. What did he gain from this contract.

"You assume you are worth games."

"Were you sent by my father?"

"Your father, Trigon? That nuisance? A petty demon like that having any say over me? I'd crush him if I ever saw him. He claims to have conquered a billion worlds. That alone makes me want to destroy him. No one OWNS a world. If anything I own all worlds. No one touches my universe, all universes are mine. And if people would just stop touching my stuff I wouldn't be here." Phantom growled furiously.

"So you are just like him." Raven hissed in anger.

"Like I said. I own it. It is my domain. My realm. So no one can destroy it. No one can control it. I make it. Every star, every planet, every person is a product of chaos. It is the universal law. I keep my chaos in check. Trigon, Darkseid, Anti-Monitor—I don't care. If they touch what is mine I will destroy them."

"Anti-Monitor?"

Phantom curled his lip in anger then relaxed.

"He is someone you don't need to be concerned about. Not anymore." Phantom sighed. "Just know; I don't care what you think of me. I only care about keeping things the way they should be. I'd prefer if you didn't trust me."

Raven narrowed her eyes in thought before she relaxed. Then a small smile appeared on her lips.

"No. I think I can trust you."

Phantom immediately frowned. This wasn't the response he wanted.

"I think you are doing this on purpose. I think you want us to dislike you." Raven teased "Phantom do you perhaps have a heart?"

Phantom just sighed, his cheeks were greenish hue. He was blushing. Then went back to his dais to sleep.

****

Phantom was certainly a prickly guy. He was sweet deep down. Everyone could tell after a while. It didn't help that Wonder Woman always gave as good as she got.

"Answer the question Phantom. No cryptic riddles either." She said climbing the dias.

Phantom scrambled to escape as she grabbed him by the ankle and held him upside down.

"That's not fair! Kronos said I didn't have to answer this one. I have permission to tell you wherever I feel like."

"Oh? Then how about not having snacks on your offering plate? We'll burn nothing but vegetables until you tell me."

"How dare you! That's child abuse. You'll be starving me."

"You don't even need to eat."

"I still taste everything you burn. That's force-feeding. That's bad too."

"Just tell me!"

"Fine!" Phantom grumbled "Trevor Barnes...didn't pass over yet. He waits for you in the realms between. You shouldn't know that though. He doesn't want you to know."

"Why wouldn't he—"

"Because he wants you to live for yourself. He wants you to love again. You have a long life ahead of you and he didn't want to hold you back with his memory. Although he contradicted himself because he still wants you to think of him fondly."

Phantom phased through Diana's grasp and retreated to his lair.

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Phantom was like a stray cat or maybe a spoiled one. He was wary of most people.

But even the most moody cat likes at least one person.

"Phantom I—"

"What do you need?"

Tim had entered the chamber only half expecting Phantom to be awake. Though Phantom was always awake when Tim entered. He guessed he was lucky since he didn't have talk to empty space.

"Eh, nothing. I got put on sacrifice duty. I brought some Bat Burger and cookies from home. I'm warning you now that Wonder Woman said you have to eat a serving of vegetables. So I'm burning them first." Tim placed the steamed vegetables on the offering plate and before he tossed them into the green fire he felt the cold hand of Phantom wrap around him.

"Don't." He said softly.

"It's just broccoli and cauliflower," Tim said still putting it on the electrum disk.

"Don't wanna," Phantom whined petulantly holding Tim in place. His head buried in his shoulder.

"You big baby." Tim sighed.

If anyone saw this interaction they'd be disgusted. The oh-so-great and moody god is l acting like a soft and pitiful little guy. Phantom seemed to have such a unique fascination with Red Robin. To the point he acts completely different if Tim was in the room.

"Two-faced." Kon mumbled as he watched Phantom readily answered Red Robin's every question without complaint.

"He's always like that," Tim said afterward " It's probably because I was the one to help form the contract with him when he was summoned here. The League treated him like a threat when it wasn't his fault he was here. He just wants to keep his distance but he is the same age as us."

"He is?" Kon asked astonished.

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This is to say I came out to my dad as a farming video enthusiast. I cannot get enough of the farming videos to the point that is was causing me guilt that no one knows about it.

Irrigation, crop rotation, aquaponics, canning, small scale solar farms, wool processing, tanning hides, you name it, I know too much about it.

My secret hobby. My deepest shame.

Gay? Pfffffffftttt.

You ever tried coming out as a secret agriculture enthusiast?

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Gay? Pfffffffftttt.

You ever tried coming out as a secret agriculture enthusiast?

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Dp x dc: batshit crazy driver au.

Bruce hired a new personal driver for the Wayne's. He was a nice enough guy. His grades weren't great, but he was a great driver and very patient. Like, really patient. Like, he is so unbothered by traffic, stupid drivers, and villain attacks, its kinda scary. But all the background checks came back clean. Minus his mad scientists parents, of course.

Daniel (Danny) Fenton. He could relate to any of the Wayne kids and hold an intelligent conversation with Bruce. Bruce feels that he doesn't need to be all Brucie Wayne around the young man. He doesn't know about their nightly activities yet, though. They're not quite sure if he even needs to know.

The first sign there was something more to Danny happened when Tim was sitting in the passenger seat. Tim was struggling with a math problem. It was driving him nuts. It only took a quick glance for Daniel to solve it, though, "it's thirty-six"

"What?"

"The answer is Thirty-six. You forgot to carry the three."

"Huh..."

He was right, Tim made a simple mistake, sure. But that was advanced college level math. Danny was a straight c student and never went to college. It only took him a momentary glance to solve it. Tim, though suspicious, chalked it up to a simple case of gifted kid syndrome. He related to it and began to consult with Danny on some of his math problems. Danny was more than happy to help, for a price, of course.

Then, there was a villain attack. The villain's goons ran rampant through the city, terrorizing anyone unfortunate enough to be outside at the time. But not Danny, they'll tried, oooh they tried. But those goons swiftly found themselves zip tied, in the trunk of a car, and on their way to jail. All while Danny blasted some music by a small artist named 'Ember'.

Alright. He is in Gotham, and his mother was a black belt, so maybe he was just well trained. Its good to know how to deffend yourself.

Then, Damien was kidnapped. It was so fast they barely saw, but a white van sped by and grabbed Damien as he made his way tawords the car. Initially, Damien expected the chauffeur to panic and call the police. But when shouting and cursing were heard from the front seat, and the men in the back slipped the van door open to check behind them, it was revealed Danny had followed them and he had a gun.

What could only be described as an action movie chase scene ensued. Every corner they swerved, every shortcut they took, Danny was right behind them. Driving like a bat out of hell, he shouted and fired at the wheels of the van. Knocking one out, the van swerved and was forced to come to a stop.

A kidnapper grabbed Damien by the hair and held a gun to his head, but before the threat could even leave his mouth a bullet flew through his hand. He dropped Damien and fell to the ground screaming, clutching his hand.

The kidnapper in the van already took off running but was swiftly stopped by Redhood arriving just in time to see Danny helping Damien up and checking him over, profusely apologizing for "letting this happen."

When asked why he did all of it, his simply answered, "I don't think I would get paid if I let Mr. Wayne's kid die! I can't let a kid die in general!"

Bruce, of course, gave the young man a bonus and a few days off for the stunt. Accompanied wlth a few stern words about safety. What was truly remarkable was that there was not a single scratch on the car. Untouched, meaning he never hit anything during the whole ordeal. "I just learned what not to do from my dad!" He joked, but Bruce felt that, despite the clear joking tone, there was some truth to the statement.

The family is suspicious, very suspicious. The man they previously viewed as their simple and humble driver turned out to be a monster of a fighter, and they have no idea how or why.

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A/N: Feel free to add onto this in any way you would like :3

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Danny moves to Gotham after spending his whole life in Amity Park. He becomes the King of the Infinite Realms and flees to Gotham after his parents find out he's a ghost.

And it starts out great. He enrolls in Gotham University, moves into his campus apartment, signs up for the extensive benefits the local billionaire supports for GU students, and volunteers on the weekends. He even feeds the strays!

It's great! Actually, even better than great: Clockwork teaches him more about his ghost side while he's there and can safely explore it without the risk of getting caught and vivisected. He can work on powers he barely knows he has... and that includes shapeshifting.

And shapeshifting is easier to start with smaller body parts. Like ears.

Like cat ears.

So he gives that a go and, well, if he decides he likes them and keeps them longer than the supposed training time then that's his business.

He spends his first semester of his aerospace engineering major enjoying his freedom for the first time. No food trying to bit him back, no threat of death around every corner. He makes friends and drinks for the first time. He explores the nightlife and learns to not, in fact, explore Gotham nightlife. He realizes he may not be as bad at school as he thought, and then he actually starts to believe it.

At the end of the first semester he's a well-known face around campus. He's tall, ethereally beautiful, and a STEM prodigy with multiple professors practically begging to mentor him.

And it doesn't hurt that four different people swear up and down to have seen cat ears in his hair when he bent over.

He's practically the talk of the town (not that he knows it).

But he does know that he starts to perfect the look: along with ears, he sharpens his fangs. He growls when he's annoyed and purrs when he's happy. Sometimes he plays into it even more, like slow blinking and keeping a healthy distance to any dogs.

One thing that's for sure, cats know whats up with that "laying in patches of sun" stuff. He started doing that and when he realized how nice it was he just couldn't stop. He can be seen all around campus laying in the sunlight when it's nice out (whenever that is. Gotham is overcast to it's core).

He lounges beautiful and stretched out and sleepy for everyone to see.

And... wouldn't you know, he starts to get an admirer.

Well, don't get him wrong, he's had more than enough of those, but this one stood out. He was... cute. Very cute.

A lit major who obviously worked out religiously, who hovered around the corners of Danny's life. He sees him around campus (obviously), looking a bit too long even for someone admiring his prettiness, and then a few times at the cafe Danny worked at, and then a few times more around town. More than a few. More than was reasonable, actually. Definitely not an accident.

A cute little stalker, Danny thought every time he saw him out of the corner of his eye. He suppresses the urge to laugh (or purr).

A very cute, not-so-little stalker.

Hm.

There were definitely worse things.

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Rebel Nation

The bats are a breakaway sect of the royal family of a new rebel nation. The revolution was a long time coming: the country had been full of corrupt leaders, bribery and theft, crumbling with rot from the inside out. It was ruined to the highest levels and there was simply no hope for reform.

So the rebelled with everything they had. And they won.

They won, and now they're the new kings. And by God they're not going to let it go to waste.

They have their hands full, too. Between securing their independence, reconstruction, trade agreements, and creating policy to navigate their growing power on the international stage, they're almost always busy.

But it's still slow coming.

In some ways, really slow.

The only thing they're lacking is... well, actual recognition. As far as they've come, as much change as they've made, the older countries still won't see them as anything more than a child's rebellion. A mistake to be fixed in time.

It makes everything else harder. No one wants to trade with a rebel group, or recognize their borders, or ally with them, or allow inter-country civilian travel. Everything gets put in slow motion because of that one little lacking piece: legitimacy.

It's annoying. It's irritating. it's demeaning and belittling and downright incorrect. But it still does so, so much damage and there's no much they can do but work with it.

Except, when a faraway, powerful nation offers a trade agreement in exchange for one of the children's hand in marriage. A rich warrior nation with a relatively new king was looking for a trade foothold and a bride.

(This is a misunderstanding. They thought that the bats would demand it to help their legitimacy, and the bats thought they were demanding it to have a true-blooded royal marry into their warrior nation's family.) (Which is basically both of them thinking the other wants to marry them for recognition reasons which is funny but anyway lol)

And Bruce opposes it. Oh, he tries to tear up the official letter more than once, especially after his kids start to really consider it. It was ridiculous!

But it was true, that they worked so hard for this. Their people trusted them and counted on them. This trade would stabilize their economy and the marriage would give them power and legitimacy, everything they wanted.

It was all in the palm of their hand. Everything. Everything.

All they had to do was... well.

Put on a ring.

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Intro! ₊˚⊹ ᰔ

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My name's Bee!

I've been writing for ages now but I figured it's about time for me to get back into actually sharing it with people, so that's what this is :)

Honestly idk what I'm gonna use this blog for but hopefully there'll be some writing in there lol

Either way, feel free to interact <3

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Fandoms: (old) DSMP (SBI), PJO/HoO, Punisher, (new) Danny Phantom, TRC, Batfam, DunMeshi, Peter Parker (very specifically him only)

Music: Mitski, Doechii, Meg, The Crane Wives, Lady Gaga, Brittney Spears, etc.

Secret: I once read every single book on a not-so-obscure tag for four years straight. Nothing escaped me.

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"You are not wasting time. It was given to you as a gift."

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that was such a wondrous read, i go to your page and thats all you have. i am heart broken.

Aww, thank you! That's so kind of you to say. I'm glad you liked it :) I've just been lurking around since I'm kind of new here, but I'll probably post more soon <3

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:)

I firmly believe that the batfam would be a half-decent family to be adopted into while not knowing about their Nighttime Activities TM... at least in the beginning.

Lets say that Kiddo gets dropped off after the death of their last guardian (mother, most likely) and somehow the cops get their hands on a letter or something that says that Kiddo is Bruce Wayne's biological child. CPS wouldn't DNA test a child otherwise, but with some sort of evidence they may. Either way, something tells me that as soon as Bruce was notified of the possible child he would get the test done lol. While that processes the kid would end up in foster care (yikes! Gotham foster care is def rough af) whether Bruce is a foster father or not (that sounds like a problematic placement and he'd probably have to pull strings if he wanted to take care of them during this time). So, for 3-14 days an already traumatized, possibly orphaned child waits in limbo in a cesspool of a foster system. Trauma on top of trauma. And then the results come back and Yay! You've got a daddy!

So they pack up everything and go live with the People's Billionaire who they have definitely seen scandals of on the news before. Can you imagine the thoughts going through their head at the time? Are the other kids gonna bully me? Does he even want biological kids? Is he abusive? Neglectful? Pervy?? Does he really drink that damn much and fall in that many damn fountains?!?

And then they'd meet him and he'd be... stoic? And awkward and kind of cold? Which they could definitely take wrong (Bruce is emotionally inept, not malicious) and assume he hates them off the bat. They withdraw, straining themselves and the barely-there relationship more. The ink's still fresh on their adoption and they already want to leave.

Anyway, lets say things pick up. They meet Dick, the emotional center of the household, and then Jason, their caring (if abrasive) older brother, and so on. They start to find their place. Maybe they still struggle to warm up to Bruce or really feel like on of his kids, especially since everyone else seems so comfortable.

But Dick invites them to get ice cream and burgers and whatever else just as an excuse to spend time with them and make sure they're adjusting well (or enough to be expected). Jason teaches them to punch and how to finally get A's on the English assignments, and how to actually like their English assignments. He buys them fancy bookmarks and they pretend not to notice that he has the same one (they match!). Tim comes to them whenever he finds out a new fact he thinks they'll like and lets you pull coffees out of his hands without too much complaint after he's surpassed his daily limit (he only gives a grumble and an affectionate look) Cass teaches Kiddo all the best places to hide during hide-and-seek and pulls you into her side during movie nights. Cass makes sure you always have someone to eat with if them want it and brings back food whenever she's out. After some work, Damian even lets you help him train Titus!

But they still can't quite settle in because... where did everyone go at night?

If Kiddo's home situation before wasn't exactly ideal then they'd be a light sleeper, which is how they'd wake, and if not it's because they go down for a glass of water or something and see way too many bedroom doors open and beds empty on their way. Either way, after living with people for so long they'd catch on.

They notice that every single person in the household had been unaccounted for at some time. Every single one of their siblings plus both adults in the house were getting together every night to do something without them.

The realization was like a stone at the bottom of their stomach. And so, they start to pull away.

And everyone notices.