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Women in suits all day long.

Lady Gaga, Glenn Close, Cate Blanchett, Kate Winslet, Kate McKinnon, Suranne Jones, Lena Heady, Jessica Chastain, Charlize Theron and Kristen Stewart.

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Save me, professor fem!Crewel, save me

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A different kind of "halfa"

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My Favourite DPXDC Posts

Crack posts.

Kitten Danny

Haunted Doll

Free Hugs

Danny the Professional annoyance

Is it a Birdy or the Devil?

BatBlob

Streamer Danny ends up with cat meta powers

Scandal Family

Tim obsesses over the Nightingale family weirdness

Maddie and Walker fuck up the Joker

Batman wants to adopt the 'Villain' Phantom

Hal adopts Danny and throws him at YJ to channel his gremlin energy

Home Alone

Quacked Up

Danny and Sam cause chaos at gale with Wayne brood

Eldritch Danny on the moon

Grand Theft Batmobile

Bart's Uncle Danny

Older Danny

Send me a Friend

Danny adopts Kon - ends up being mistaken as Kryptonian God

Danny runs Meta humans anon in Gotham

Psychopomp Danny helps Ace hero as a ghost dog

Talia x Danny - Bellatrix Star

Talia x Danny, Talia ends up in the Infinite Realms

Talia x Danny, Talia donates her DNA to stabilise Ellie

Danny is a Mad Scientist, Lex keeps trying to hire him

PA Danny

Overly Competent Amity Parkers work for Wayne Enterprises

Batfam think Sam and Tucker are villains - Danny their civilian spouse

Danny raises Clark

Danny adopts the Talons

Danny gets adopted as a teen

Danny's ghost guardians send him to Flash

Danny is Tim's babysitter turned brother - Mockingbird au

Constantine Adopts Danny + blames Batman for child invasion

Alfred adopts the Phantom siblings

Dan is Danny's guardian. Ends up dating local Crime Lord.

Danny is part Martian

Outlaws find Danny digging himself out of his own grave

Billy + Danny get found out as teens

Lois gets the next big story

Danny + Dani get adopted by Flash

De-aged Danny

Phantom siblings with Dan as the oldest end up in Gotham.

Danny 'kidnaps' Jason as his Dad

Danny gets adopted by Speedforce + Gotham

Stalker, Photographer Danny

Danny steals YJ DNA - becomes their shared baby

Child Danny

Danny's ghost parents choose Diana to raise him

Reincarnated TimKon clone - breaks Jokers everything

Danny goes Rogue

Teen Villain Alliance 1 2

'No Consequences'

Danny is Catwoman's apprentice. And Damian's twin.

Danny is a catboy. Loses Cheetah - his adopted Mom

Danny is a baby Rogue

Amity Park Centric

Literal Ghost Town Amity Park - Angsty

Jason gets ghost adopted by Skulker

Amity Park Holidays

Amity Park distrust JL - Danny x Klarion

DC and DP are separate dimensions

Danny and Dani end up in DC. Have to steal ecto to get home

Danny, Sam and Tucker land on Kent's farm - get adopted

Jazz, Danny and Dani get summoned. Jazz takes out the threat

Danny and Dani get adopted by Dr Freeze

Tim adopts interdimensional de aged Danny

Kent's adopt de aged Danny and Dani. No one surprised.

Children of Gotham

Danny dates a hero

Eldritch Danny x Kon

Be Not Afraid - Constantine x Danny

Ice Core Danny - Constantine x Danny

No Trick only Treat

Dick x Danny - Danny has POTS

Danny x Bruce - Red X Danny

Danny x Bruce - People think Danny is Batman

Danny x Damian as Addams Family style couple

Tim x Everlasting Trio meet in Arkham

Danny is the child/clone of not Fenton parents

Constantine is Danny's third parent

Not Danny Centric

Dani is a Space Pirate

Dan x Constantine - Dan ends up working for JLD

Vlad x Lex - Fake Marriage for reasons

Vlad x Lex - Danny finds Kon and saves him

Jack Fenton x Waylon Jones 1 2

Jazz's Magical Matchmaking Mount

Dani the Amazon

Billy gets adopted by Box Ghost and Lunch Lady

Ember and Harley are sisters

Dani x Damian - Drunk Dani

The obligations of a rogue versus those of a parent

Dani is Queen of the Mirrorborn

Jazz x Bruce - Jazz is Klarion's Mom

Frostbite end up in Gotham

Dani kidnaps Jason during the Titans Tower Attack

Fright Knight adopts Danny and ends up dating Scarecrow

Fright Knight x Batman x Scarecrow

Uncle Scarecrow AU

Damian befriends teen Dad Danny. Adores Baby Ellie.

A Butler's Duty

Jack + Waylon are brothers No. Two

Tucker x Monica hack the JL

Fan Art

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Bruce is in...an unfortunate circumstance. So is everyone else. He can honestly say he has no idea what is going on, and judging from the barely suppressed rage, confusion, and hostility, neither does anyone else at the table.

He's sitting at the head of a table in Wayne Manor, which definitely does not exist anymore and is glowing a strange green. At the table are Damian, Jason, Dick, Tim, Duke, Cass, and a random teenager he does not know.

Alfred, who has been dead for years, is serving them food that is...glowing slightly green. Just like the house.

Everyone is being courteous, and it...it seems like someone is controlling their words? Their actions as well. They can only speak in rhyme, and they are being forced to play as one big happy family.

He can see, in everyone's eyes, that no one remembers how they got here.

Even Alfred, glowing blue skin and luminescent green eyes, seems to not be in control of his actions.

The strange teen at the other end of the table is getting more and more panicked with every glowing green delicacy placed before them, muscles tensing and straining as he visibly tries to break free with brute force alone.

Bruce knows, as does everyone else at the table, that to eat those foods is...bad. He doesn't know how, exactly, but it appears that no one should eat them.

A flicker of someone, no, three someones dart past the door. One of those people wears an armored outfit, and pauses long enough to appear to do a quick assessment of the unknown teenager at the table; so another hero, or at least someone invested in keeping the boy alive. If they have enough time, they might be able to undo this.

He needs to delay.

He cannot let any one at this table, including that random boy, eat any of this food.

Whoever is doing this wants them to play as a typical family unit. He is only allowed to say or do things that would typically fall into that category.

Alfred sets down the last plate, movement stiff and jerky as he tries to do it as slowly as possible, and Bruce feels his hands stray towards the utensils on the table.

He redirects them to brace against it and stand himself up.

"A toast is required, to welcome new kin, for we never grow tired of taking them in," Bruce says, lifting a glass of...something. Green and glowing, as is everything else.

Toxic.

Thankfully, the makeshift toast seems to work; no one moves to eat the contaminated feast.

But he feels himself start to sit down again.

Jason's hands are shaking, tiny wheezes slipping past his lips as he fights against them moving back towards the fork and knife. Tim, concerningly in contrast, appears fully prepared to eat whatever this is. Even...eager?

Bruce really hopes he's reading that one wrong.

When they escape, and they will because he will not accept anything less, he really needs to have a conversation with him.

"In truth there are no secrets here, and I must divulge some I fear," Bruce almost shouts, knees popping back into a standing position so fast it triggers a spasm of pain in his back. That wasn't what he meant to say.

He can feel himself being compelled to speak the worst truth he could possible give, and instinctively fights against it.

In response to the struggling, Damian's hand reaches out, tendons flexing in full view as he fights against it, and a finger dips into what is supposed to be some sort of gravy.

He cannot be doing this.

Dick's hand gracefully snags a glowing green dinner roll, his eyes steely as it's brought towards his mouth.

He cannot.

Duke sounds like he's about to hyperventilate, fingers trembling and dropping the glowing pig-in-a-blanket, forced to pick it up every time it drops.

At the opposite end of the table, the unknown boy actually manages to let out a soft, muffled shout, jerking forward before the magic that bewitches them all forces him back into compliance.

...He must. He must, lest he not only watch his children die in front of him, again, but watch them all do it at the same time.

Bruce closes his eyes.

A hand rests on his shoulder, giving him a comforting squeeze.

The only comfort this strange residue of Alfred can give him.

"We are no mere family; we are the knights that hide in the dark, verily I do speak more gravely while chasing crime like a shark."

There are sounds of combat, things breaking and people shouting, laser pistols, or a variant thereof, firing.

The compulsion is stronger, and he knows that if he tries to resist it even a little bit, Duke, Damian, and Dick are all dead.

Damn it.

"For I am Batman, of Gotham proud, alone I began, but now have a crowd."

He is forced to sit down again, and the sounds of fighting ease off.

Damn it. Damn it! They failed!

But the boy at the head of the table stands, sweaty and desperate.

"For telling me this, I feel I must up the ante; I cannot dismiss that I'm also a vigilante. My name is Phantom, and I really love oranges....."

The boy stops talking, mouth open as whoever controls them tries to find a followup.

But.

Nothing, traditionally, rhymes with orange in such a way that it shares the last part of that word.

The air seems to stretch.

The table holds their breath.

...The air snaps.

"Not again!" Someone shouts from where the fighting was, "Stop doing that!"

Or; Ghostwriter wanted to fuck with Danny, by forcing him to play house with one of the wealthy elite and torment him with stupid rich people bullshit. He even used the lair of the ghost of their old Butler, Alfred, since it was an exact replica of Wayne Manor. Sure, if humans eat food that's made of pure ectoplasm straight from the Zone they can't ever leave it, but like, they can just stay with their butler. Ghostwriter just needs to make sure that Danny can't talk, because if the little shit talks, he'll use the orange trick again. He did not anticipate that; Bruce Wayne is Batman, Red Huntress would try to beat the snot out of him with the help of a goth and a technonerd, or that Bruce Wayne would manage to give Danny the perfect opportunity to open his big fat mouth and ruin Ghostwriter's fun.

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i dont consider myself a 'fashion guru' by any means but one thing i will say is guys you dont need to know the specific brand an item you like is - you need to know what the item is called. very rarely does a brand matter, but knowing that pair of pants is called 'cargo' vs 'boot cut' or the names of dress styles is going to help you find clothes you like WAAAYYYY faster than brand shopping

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DC x DP Prompt (1)

Danny became a living planet.

It all started with Sam's ramble about environmentalism, and then she suggested creating a miniature ecosystem of their own for a school project.

One thing leads to another, Danny managed to find a ton of extinct plants and flora in the Ghost Zone, some exotic specimens scientists had never heard of before - to vegetations of alien origins.

And apparently, all of them are growable - just not in the conventional sense. Since all of them were technically 'dead' or 'extinct', they behaved like ghosts in the sense that they had cores, which meant that as long as Danny fed them ectoplasm, they could grow and develop like ordinary plants!

Just one small problem, he didn't exactly have a place to grow all of these. Until Tucker had a brilliant idea, just pick a random exoplanet and grow them there, ecto-plants could grow no matter the atmosphere or soil conditions anyway - as long as Danny was always there to supplement the needed ectoplasm. Problem solved! Danny even got to satisfy his space obsession!

On the other hand, the Justice League and Green Lantern Corp were greatly confused about a random barren planet in the same sector as Earth that suddenly became lush with all types of exotic plants, including precious plant-lives that had gone extinct from the galaxies for millennia, from Earth and other planets. Despite all readings indicating that the planet had no way of sustaining life.

This escalated when some Green Lanterns came to visit, and Danny (now a vital, omnipresent part of the planet's ecosystem) greeted them with the enthusiasm of an angry cat hissing intruders away from his favorite box. Now everyone was convinced some sort of god or spirit of nature existed on that planet and was possibly hostile.

This escalated again when some other alien civilizations realized that a random planet in the Milky Way possessed incredibly valuable plant-life that was believed to be extinct. And now they were ready to invade the sector. Now the Justice League had to scramble to protect this incredibly valuable planet from the wrong hands.

Danny, meanwhile, was completely oblivious to everything.

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House and Haunt(ed Home) A DPxDC ficlet.

Humans like to interpret the afterlife as some unreachable place, or some distant time. But they also like to describe the transition between living and dead as passing through gates, passages, doors, veils. And that rather implies the afterlife is simply the next room over, not some whole other house.

The thing about ghosts is, everyone eventually dies. Everyone. And most everyone stays dead. They leave one room - the room of the living - and never enter it again. But ghosts will knock on the walls, tap on windows, play their music far too loudly at two am, thump and bump and generally annoy the living into acknowledging their continued existence.

They wander the halls and yards of existence without going back into the living room, and never quite let you forget they were still there.

As a half ghost, that was especially true of Danny. And his Lair reflected it.

While the interiors of Lairs were generally contained to the Ghost Zone, they existed at the points where one reality intersected the other. Their walls were the walls between living and dead.

Danny, being both living and dead, had a Lair more liminal than most. It sauntered down side streets, and peeked into other people's houses; it made itself comfortable on the couches of neighbours, and invaded public parks. Most of FentonWorks was his Lair, but so were certain halls of his school, a booth at the Nastyburger, and the sky over Amity Park.

And when Danny moved out, left Amity and started university in Gotham, his Lair went with him.

Let me say it again - this metaphysical space of liminality, that claimed a city's whole sky, several building interiors, and nearly entire neighbourhoods - moved to Gotham.

This was a bit of problem for the local vigilantes.

There were new streets. New parks. New rooftops with accompanying buildings that could only be accessed from above. There was a mystery booth at the Batburger nearest Gotham U that only seemed to exist on certain days of the week, with a menu to a place that didn't exist and music that hadn't seen airtime since the 90's.

You could see the stars from Crime Alley, even on cloudy nights.

Granted, Danny couldn't exactly control where his Lair manifested physically.

It hovered around his apartment in Park Row, putting his childhood bedroom up the hall from his new, adult bedroom. It added halls to GU, then claimed new ones as Danny progressed through his degree. It collapsed dead end alleyways into small town green spaces, and made sure at least some of the exits lead back to Gotham.

The vigilantes particularly disliked that little feature. For all that Danny's Lair was adding features to Gotham, it wasn't removing them from Amity Park. So when you entered a "new" building from a rooftop in Gotham, the street level exit left you hundreds of miles away in a city in an entirely different State.

The average citizen adapted, of course. It was nice to take your lunch break in a peaceful (if a bit spooky) park that cancelled out all the city noise of downtown Gotham, and still be able to get back to work on time. And Gotham U was already such a maze, a few non-euclidean hallways that cut across campus was seen as a godsend. So what if they looked like they came from a movie about high school in the 80's?

It only really became a problem for Danny when his Lair opened itself a door between his kitchen, and a mansion he'd never even visited before.

Because now Batman was in his apartment, and Danny had no way to explain that he hadn't intentionally started haunting Wayne Manor.

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Does anyone have fic recommendations for dp x dc WITHOUT shipping. I'm not against any ship so background stuff is fine, but I was hoping to read a few that don't focus on romance as a key element.

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The voices inside have preferences.

the variable that changes the outcome.

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Click images for SECRETS

(update: ppl are telling me this trick won't fully work if you have dark-mode enabled)

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T A T O O I N E

C O R U S C A N T

A L D E R A A N

K A M I N O

M U S T A F A R

Star Wars planets. Part 1

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Minor prompt

Jazz can't cure Jason's pit rage, but che can take it from him. She's mostly mentally stable enough to restrain it, but we do still get scenes like Red Hood Assistant Jazz responding to being threatened by ripping off a guy's arm and beating someone else to death with it. Jazz doesn't rage often, but when she does, it's brutal.

“Everyone! Quick! Scatter!” Someone shouted.

Another person paused, confused. “Why? What happened? Did the Bats arrive?”

The same person who first shouted shook his head, eyes wide. “No. Even worse. Wolf is in a bad mood!”

There was a pause. Then everyone scattered like rats. Just as the last person was ducking behind a desk, the door to the hideout opened with a bang and a tall figure strode through. She was radiating rage and darkness and she entered the room without a care.

In her hands was an unconscious man that she dragged across the floor by his hair.

Another door to the hideout opened, and the Red Hood, their boss, walked in.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief as Wolf’s cold aura immediately lessened drastically.

Red Hood walked over to her casually, helmet tilting as he looked at the person whose hair was being clenched within Wolf’s fist.

“… so what’s this?”

“Just an animal I had to deal with,” replied Wolf cooly. She bowed her head. “I’ll clean up after myself.”

Red Hood chuckled, the noise coming out mechanical. “It’s alright, Princess. I’ll get someone else to do it. Why don’t you sit down and take a drink? You’re probably tired.”

“Is that an order?”

“Yep. Go and relax. It’s a sorry day in hell when I’m the calm one and you’re the angry one.”

Wolf was silent and then she sighed. She unceremoniously dropped the body she was holding and then nodded. “Yessir.”

She turned and then left the room to the lounge. Red Hood tapped his foot on the ground and then said, “Alright, I need someone to put this guy in the interrogation room. I also need two other people to clean up the blood on the floor.”

Everyone quickly complied, thankful that for some odd reason, Wolf and Red Hood could calm each other down so easily.

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I just reada really good fic but halfway through I realized "oh shit this is really familiar.... didn't I write something like this once?" And as I kept reading I kept predicting what happened next and the further I went the more convinced I was that they'd ripped off my story-

like, copied the ENTIRE plot and re-written it, just better than I had? The characters were more fleshed-out than mine were, and the POV was more interesting, and the pace made more sense- but it was MY STORY?

So close to the end I was like "holy shit.. do I message them? Ask if my story inspired theirs? Should I be angry? Flattered?" Cause their tags and description didn't mention me AT ALL, which, sure, it's fanfiction to begin with, but if you're using my work than at least credit me as inspo, right? Just to be courteous?

But I get to the end of the final chapter, and it's not finished, and I'm kind of disappointed cause I never finished my story and I was really immersed in their version now and had been looking forwards to seeing how they tied up my loose ends- so I scroll to the bottom to leave a comment, and.

It's MY URL.

IT WAS MY STORY THE WHOLE TIME.

THE ONE *I WROTE*.

In *2013*.

And FORGOT ABOUT

BECAUSE I WAS SO INSECURE ABOUT MY SLOPPY, SHALLOW, AMETEUR WRITING

And I'm just sitting here now staring into space thinking about every shitty story I've ever written now like

IT WAS ALL GOOD?

IT WAS GOOD THIS WHOLE DAMN TIME??

I'M A GOOD WRITER?????

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Ghostly ribbons

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A little late but, here it is!

Ectoberhaunt day 16: "Bloom"

So yeah here is Sam. I drew most of this in watercolour but the blood blossoms are acrylic.

Who knew flowers are so hard to draw🤷🏻‍♀️

A consistent art style? Not me ʘ⁠‿⁠ʘ