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The Beast that Bothers

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Wrong Number AU

“I SWEAR TUCKER IF I HAVE TO DEAL WITH THE "I WANNA END YOUR DAD, MARRY YOUR MOM, AND TURN YOU INTO MY EVIL STEPSON/HEIR AND IF YOU DONT IM JUST GONNA TRY CLONING YOU ONCE MORE” FRUITLOOP AGAIN FOR A SECOND TIME THIS WEEK I AM GOING TO LET MY ROUGES END ME, DONT CARE WHO, JUST GONNA LET THEM FINISH WHAT THE PORTAL ACCIDENT STARTED"

-sent by Unknown Number

When Jason Todd woke up that morning to check his texts. He wasn’t expecting this.

When Danny sent that rant text to what he thought was Tuckers number (his old phone got smashed in a recent ghost fight, Sam gave him a new one she wasn’t using, and Tucker was out of town for a while so he couldn’t help Danny transfer his data yet) he wasn’t expecting a rather cyptic response

“Wrong number kid. But just for my own curiosity and concern, who is and where can I find this Fruitloop? I just wanna have a chat with him.”

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This feels like something Sam Manson would buy for Danny or Wes as a gag gift.

Ghost Embroidered Converse // Hoai on Etsy

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Season of change.

bONUS:

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Day 7- Illusion

Sam practices magic and Wes calls her a Ghost.

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The ultimate betrayal

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Plastic Man has been tasked with infiltrating the Fentons, a big name weapon maker that specializes in weapons used against Metas.

He's confused when it's just...a house. A really weird house, but a house nonetheless.

He gets inside.

Normal house. Aside from the insane security system, of course, but it seems to not be geared for him.

There's living food in the fridge.

He eats it.

It was the foods fault for instigating the fight, okay?! The kitchen is but a jungle and Plastic Man is King.

Bedrooms indicate two teens and a pair of adults. Pictures on the walls confirm it. Trophies for the kids, but nothing recent. Concerning.

The basement though.

Oh, the basement.

That is a portal to another dimension, just there and accessible to anyone at any time.

It's filthy, with unknown substances covering the tables and floor. There's little to no organization, and one of the test tubes over a Bunsen burner is literally spilling out a smoke that burns his nose.

And not in a normal way.

The basement door opens, someone starts coming downstairs, and Plastic Man morphs into the closest thing he can see; a discarded thermos half hidden under a table.

The teenage boy, Daniel (that name's too stuffy he's calling the kid Danny), picks him up and shoves him in his backpack.

Plastic Man doesn't get a chance to escape before there's a ghost attack (that's so cool!) (wait no that's so dangerous!) and Danny turns into a superhero (hey, this kids pretty cool!) and tries to use Plastic Man to eat the ghost.

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I'm thinking about writing a DPxDC fic, this is a pic from page five, so I'm just asking if you think,

"Soul-selling, cracked-core, sewage-smelling, contract whore."

Would be a fitting insult Danny would give to Constantine.

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DPxDC misunderstanding prompt

Danny briefly ends up in Gotham somehow and while there, makes an attempt to talk about his friends to someone without mentioning any identifying information. People are concerned.

Danny (describing Sam): so imagine if Batman and Poison Ivy were one person.

Any Gothamite: I don't want to imagine that. That's terrifying.

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spideybug power swap 🐞🕷️🙈

they’d be buds i’m sure

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Thinking about them.

In plain sight will update this Sunday btw (I decided to rewrite a bit of it and wanted to stick to Sunday updates)

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But what if fantasy

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Let's get cozy, friend.

[crow-time.com]

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I hope everyone enjoys this little Crow Time update about the commonality of love! Even stars have travel buddies, that's what constellations are for.

If you like my work, do me a favor and donate a little to the PCRF to help children and families in Gaza. It's easy to do, kind to do, and do not feel guilty if you do not have much to give. Everything counts.

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New Crow Time 🐦‍⬛🦊🌟

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Ghosts Tell Me

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Ghosts gather near the place where something bad is going to happen,

Danny with his ghost sense tends to notice before anyone else and tends to react outwardly before the danger even happens, gaining a reputation of seeing the future,

Ghosts also tell Danny things, causing Danny to know more about situations and the people around him, it comes of as suspicious.

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Danny pulling away a snack from his coworker: "Careful your allergic to these ingredients!"

Coworker: "How the hell...I've never mentioned that to anyone."

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Danny on a phone call with his friends while doing his nightly walks in Gotham: "Yeah so apparently the second Robin who is now Red Hood has very personal beef with the clown here cuz he got killed by him after being sold out by his bio mom, which really sucks for the poor guy."

Oracle who has been keeping an Eye on Danny cuz he's very suspicious from an outsiders pov: "Hey B, I think we have a problem."

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Danny notices that the ghost in Gotham tends to gather where something bad is going to happen, the more they are the worse the situation will be: *glowing smoke leaves from his mouth* "Yikes! Very bad vibes here, nope!"

Gothamites who at this point recognize him and know the drill and quickly pack up their things to leave:

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Just an Idea

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dpxdc scenario where Danny's hanging out with some of the younger heroes, and somehow they get on the topic of origin stories, and they're going in a circle talking about them, Danny's going to go last, but before him is Kid Flash (Wally West) and-

Kid Flash: so i heard about The Flash, my Uncle's, lab accident where he got struck by lightning, so i figured out what chemicals were present, waited for a stormy night, and recreated it to get my powers! alright, Phantom, you're next!

Danny, horrified: ...No. no absolutely not- I'm not telling you how this happened after hearing that, I- you recreated it?

Kid Flash: yep!

Danny: you could have died!!

Kid Flash: but i didn't!

Danny, visibly going through the five stages of grief: i need a ten foot minimum distance between him and me at all times-