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Dami’s Teddy

Danny got hit. Bad. Whatever new fucked up lazer his parents invented hurt. It hurt really bad. He felt himself fall. He was still in his ghost form but very suddenly, he felt very heavy and flying wasn’t so easy anymore…

He felt his core cry out in fear and then he felt himself shrink. He didn’t think about what that might mean. He was too tired. Maybe he was shutting up like a telescope… all well… Danny felt himself crash through glass…. and for a small second he thought maybe he recognized the glass dome in the mall? Danny didn’t know. Not really.

Danny lost consciousness as his vision was overtaken by green.

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Damian thought it was absolutely ridiculous. Bonding? Like a child? He was there in Amity Park for a mission with his father not to stroll around some sorry excuse of a mall that had maybe 7 stores. All of which were frivolous at best. He and his father had been dragged along at the idea of Brown who wanted to “experience small town hangout spots.” Useless if you asked Damian. They had finished their case and there was no reason to stay any longer but Brown insisted until Father relented.

So now Damian was shuffling along behind his father, the flashing lights of cheap signs marketing sales and deals in the windows of every small outlet within the half barren mall. Brown had abandoned them the moment she stepped into the building, running off to a store and claiming she knew Victoria’s secret. Whoever Victoria was, Damian was sure she needed to get better security.

Father stood there awkwardly, and it was painful for Damian to watch once he realized he was trying to bond with him. What a frivolous notion. This man may have been his father but he was also the man he was raised his whole life to hate and want to kill. He only didn’t try to do that anymore under the promise that Father would train him to be a better fighter. Was it annoying that there was a no kill rule? Yes. But Damian could deal with that if it meant becoming the best to make Mother proud of him finally.

“Do you want to look around chum? I’ll buy anything you want,” Father said. It made Damian cringe.

He shrugged, trying not to voice his disgust in the hopes that he will stay on Father’s good side so he can continue his training. He used to know how to behave himself accordingly. He was molded to perfection by his mother. But Father’s rules and expectations were different and Damian hated to admit that he was having trouble adapting. He wanted him to smile and it was odd.

“Um… how about we go this way?” Father pointed in a direction that had led to a few shops that seemed to be a bit more colorful. Probably for children. Damian did not want to go that way.

“…Fine,” Damian did not feel that it would do any good to argue. Even if he knew that there would be nothing but childish nonsense to look at.

So Damian walked with his father, not really looking to actually buy anything. He looked through the windows of the shops, taking note of them and the rest of his surroundings as his mother had taught him to do whenever in a new place. One store had video games and another had children’s clothes.

But then Damian and Father passed a store titled Build A Bear and in the window was a stuffed teddy with jeans, biker boots and a leather jacket that looked like Jason’s. Father was not allowed to know about Jason. Damian wasn’t allowed to see him anymore. He tried to a few times but Alfred always caught him trying to sneak out.

“Father,” Damian stopped in front of the window, “I want that bear.”

Suprise washed over Father’s face at Damian’s request. Was it really so hard to believe that Damian might want to indulge in his father’s wealth ever so slightly? The man created him so why couldn’t he use his money for one thing?

“Y-yeah sure! Of course Damian,” he said, “We can go in.”

Damian nodded in response, walking into the childish store colored from floor to ceiling in pastel yellow and baby blue. It was bright and garish to look at but he made the effort to not cringe as he was much more focused on obtaining the stuffed teddy he saw in the window.

“Welcome to Build A Bear! Take a look around! If you want to build a new bear, the options are over that way and someone will be over to help you. If you are looking for clothes to dress your bear, they will be around that corner,” a staff member said.

Build? Damian was going to have to make it himself?! What kind of foolery was this?!

The look on his face must have reflected those thoughts more loudly than he had anticipated as Father patted his shoulder gently, “Chum, you can make the bear however you want. Um… people typically like to put them together themselves in this store.”

Damian was outraged at the thought at first but when it was explained in such a way, Damian saw the perks of designing the bear himself as it will not have imperfections he cannot account for.

“I will design the bear to my liking,” Damian nodded, determined to create the teddy he desired and walked over to the wall of what almost looked like piles of colorful empty skin that had been abandoned of their insides. It reminded Damian of taxidermy but without the middle bits.

He was initially going to pick a grey bear with a red face. It looked the most like Jason to him. But then he decided against that. He worried that it would be too obvious and Father would catch on. So instead he chose a black teddy with specks of silver tinsel spotted into the fur like stars. Damian thought it looked refined like the night sky. And it still kind of reminded him of Jason just the littlest bit.

Damian held the limp, empty teddy in his hand and looked to Father, “This is the skin I prefer the most.”

Father grimaced slightly. It was the face he made when Damian said something that didn’t align with his preferences. He couldn’t have possibly thought that “skin” was too vulgar? Father was the Batman. Damian had even toned himself down. He initially wanted to call it a hollow carcass as that was what it reminded him of.

“Let’s go to the attendant, she will help you get your teddy customized,” Father said. Damian nodded in response, wanting to move on to the next step. They walked together to the woman standing under the sign that said “Step 2: Hear Me.” Damian couldn’t help but think that title was kind of ominous for something that was meant to be marketed towards children.

“Hi! My name is Valerie. Did you find your bear okay,” the attendant said. She had a confused look on her face for the slightest moment that was masked with a smile after Damian felt Father shift behind him. Perhaps the skin he had chosen wasn’t societally correct? What if it was outside of Father’s expectations? Maybe Damian should put it back… he didn’t want Father to be upset and discard him….

“We found it just fine. He said he liked this one the most,” he heard his father say. It was a nice tone but Damian had been learning certain things about unspoken communication recently as Father and Grayson had been very adamant that it was important in training. If Damian understood it correctly, he was being told that he had chosen the correct skin. Which was good.

Valerie smiled a little more as if she had gotten something entirely different from Father’s unspoken communication than he had. But she seemed more relaxed than moments before. Damian wondered what she thought was going on right then.

“Awesome! This next part is where you get to choose what your bear is going to sound like. These are voice boxes. Most have prerecorded messages like ‘I love you’ or ‘happy birthday’ but we also have blank ones that we can add custom audio to,” Valerie explained. It seemed that there was more to the teddies than Damian originally thought.

“Do you have any that have audiobooks on them,” he asked. Jason used to read to him before bed. He would read him things like Seven League Boots and Treasure Island. He only read older books since it was all that Grandfather had. Ever since he began living with Father, Damian was having a hard time sleeping without the reading. He had gotten so used to it for so long Damian had allowed himself to become dependent. And while Damian knew it was frivolous and immature, he thought that maybe if the teddy could read to him instead, he could acclimate to the new situation better.

Valerie tilted her head in thought, “Well we don’t have full audiobooks. Our typical devices we sell in the store only have a capacity for audios up to about 30 seconds. However I’ve got a friend who’s really good with gadgets like this and he’s been developing a voice box that can hold more sound. He’s been recording himself reading Coraline on his new versions to see how long they go. He’s finally got one that could record the whole book and recite it back.”

Damian’s eyes widened, this could be exactly what he was asking for, “Can I have it in my bear?”

Valerie shrugged, “Sure. He’ll know how to make a new one. Let me go ask Wes to get it from the back,” she said before getting up from her stool next to the voice boxes and heading to the register, “Hey can you go grab me Danny’s voice box? The one with the full book? He said he left it in the back rubber banded to a post it note with checkmark on it.”

Damian watched as the boy behind the register glanced over to him and Father and his eyes widened. Damian was suspicious that this Wes person knew something he wasn’t supposed to but he didn’t act on it. Wes dipped into the back and grabbed the voice box Valerie had asked for and went back to fidgeting with the register. Damian looked to his father, noting that he had also seen it. Father gave a nod and pointed to his phone that he was currently using to alert Babs incase any photos or conspiracies come from Amity Park onto the Internet anytime soon so she could erase it.

Valerie came back and finally installed the voice box into the hand of the teddy. After that, she walked Damian and Father to the next step. Which was a stuffing machine, a bucket of fabric hearts, and an array of scent pods in a display.

“Now you get to add a scent for your new friend and choose their heart,” Valerie’s said smiling, “You get to pick them while I fill your bear full of stuffing. How firm do you want it to be?”

Damian thought for a moment, “Very firm.” He did not like the very soft pillows in the manor that felt like he was sinking, something more firm would most likely be preferable.

Valerie nodded and began to fill the teddy while Damian looked at the scent options. Some were standard scents like vanilla and strawberries. But there were some that Damian had never heard of before. There was one labeled, “Ectoplasm” and one called “Ghost Dust.” Damian was pretty sure the “Ghost Dust” was just the smell of sulfur. What struck Damian as odd was the one labeled “Ectoplasm” as it smelled so familiar but he couldn’t really figure out from where. He almost wanted to say the Lazarus but the green waters smelled bad and this scent smelled good.

Valerie noticed him sniffing the “Ectoplasm” scent, “Oh yeah. That’s one of the local options. It’s like an inside joke around here. But you can get that one if you like it.”

Damian nodded, it being the one he liked the most anyways and handing it to her to put into the teddy.

As Valerie was working to get the scent capsule in place she nodded her head towards the bin of fabric cartoon hearts, “Those are the hearts. Each of the bears we make gets to have one. You get to choose it and fill it with love.”

Damian didn’t know about this part. He didn’t know how it was necessary. He almost refused but he had gotten this far. Not to mention he could feel Father’s eyes on the back of his skull. Probably hoping he would comply.

After a few moments, Damian finally reached into the bin. All of the hearts pretty much looked the same. They were made of something soft and covered in red fabric. No doubt they were mass produced.

Except one. One was different than all the rest. It was the same size as the other hearts but it was hard like stone and green. It looked as though it had been damaged slightly, a crack running along a portion of the surface. Unlike the other hearts, it did not have the cartoony heart shape and instead was a perfect orb. Despite that, the moment Damian’s fingers grazed the surface, he knew it was a heart.

“This one,” he said, picking up the green marble like heart. It was very pretty and shone in the fluorescent lights in a way that wasn’t garish like diamonds but rather in a way that just accented the intricacies of the cloudy green that Damian could imagine swirling under the surface like a storm.

“Give it a kiss to fill it with love,” Valeria said.

Damian scoffed, “That’s absurd!”

The attendant shrugged, “I don’t make the rules.”

Damian couldn’t help but glare at the teen girl for making him do something so unnecessary. But after a moment he hesitantly lifted the small green heart to his lips for just the slightest moment. Despite Damian’s certainty that the magic “transferal of love” that Valerie described taking place was not real, for the slightest moment something felt different as his bottom lip grazed the green orb for the slightest second. The feeling was gone as fast it had arrived and Damian discarded it as his mind trying to play along with the whimsical game that the teen girl was trying to make him play.

After that, the heart was placed into the teddy and he was sewn up.

“Before we go to the last step, give your new friend a hug for me to make sure he feels just right,” Valerie said with a smile. Damian was starting to think that if he were a normal child this might have been a fun activity. He was also starting to think that Valerie enjoyed doing her job no matter how childish it was. He supposed that despite the idiocy of the entire encounter, there was something to be said bringing joy to others. Morale was very important in training younger children.

Damian squeezed his teddy in his arms. It was firm like he asked. At the very least, Valerie knew how to follow simple instructions.

“Good?” she asked.

“Adequate,” Damian responded.

Valerie’s smile widened, “Awesome! This the part where I leave you. Just that way are all the clothes and against the back wall are the computers. That’s where you will get to name your bear. Once you go to the register, Wes will print out the birth certificate and you’ll get to leave with your new friend.”

Damian nodded.

Father cleared his throat.

Damian sighed.

“Thank you,” he muttered, shuffling towards all of the clothes for the teddies. He ignored the smile that creeped onto Father’s face.

The clothes were hung from small hangers and were displayed on small clothing racks arranged around the space. Damian was again reminded how childish this endeavor was by how low to the ground the merchandise was for children to have easy access to it.

There were many things to choose from even including the suits of Father and his adopted children. What caught Damian’s eye though was a white t shirt with a red oval on the chest. It reminded him of the bat symbol that Father dawned on his own chest while fighting. It reminded him of the Batman T Jason sometimes wore more.

Damian ended up pairing it with some jeans and black leather jacket. Of course it was all just soft material but the style was meant to look like those things. Damian had taken a moment, not expecting there to be more than one jacket to choose from. One was a plain black and the other had a stylized P on the arm and had a green trim.

Damian liked the way it looked and how the green matched the heart he had chosen for his teddy. The logo on the arm reminded Damian of the jacket Jason had made him. It was a black zip up with patches Jason had sewn into the arms and along the back. They were mostly animals he liked with a few bands that Damian had shown interest in after Jason introduced them to him. He had had to lie to Father about where he had gotten it from after it appeared in the mail. It had taken Damian threatening Alfred’s life for the butler to not throw it out because there was no return address.

Damian didn’t want the teddy to wear anything he didn’t know what it meant so he did get information from the man at the register. Apparently Amity Park was known for its ghost sightings. Damian hadn’t seen any in the short time that he had been there but he knew enough to know that there were many things that very well could have been possible. The P on the jacket Damian had chosen for his teddy stood for Phantom, one of the resident ghosts in the area. He was apparently really helpful and helped residents with more malicious entities. With that information, Damian decided that the emblem of a fighter was something he did infact want his teddy to wear.

After Damian dressed the teddy to his liking, he held it close to his chest and walked with Father to the computers. They were large boxy ones, decorated to look cartoonish and match the color scheme of the rest of the room in pastel yellow. There were two seats in front of each computer. Father sat down in the larger one, forcing Damian to sit in the smaller more childish one.

“What do you want to name him chum,” Father asked. He seemed to be in a far better mood than he was when they first entered the mall. Perhaps Damian putting up with this childish activity made him happy? Surely he knew Damian was above such things even if he was indulging just this once.

Damian thought about what title he wanted to bestow upon the teddy. He wasn’t good at naming things. So he thought about names Mother had mentioned before. She had told him once that while she was pregnant, she had a dream that she had twin boys named Damian and Danyal. It turned out to only be one boy and so Mother had named him Damian.

“Danyal,” he said finally. He typed the name into the computer and filled out the rest of the information on the birth certificate. Father was smiling now, more than he typically did and Damian wanted to ask why but it did not seem wise to distract himself from the process of filling in his teddy’s information.

Once it was done, Damian and Father went to the register where he got to receive the printed certificate, stating that Danyal was now Damian’s teddy. With this proof of ownership, he felt more secure in the off chance that Danyal be stolen by another. It was very unlikely to happen as Damian was a very gifted and trained fighter who knew over 200 ways to kill a man.

Father offered to hold the certificate for him but Damian felt it would be better if he took care of it himself so he carried the colorful folder containing the document and Danyal with him out of the store both close to his chest.

What Damian nor his father realized at the time was the dimly glowing sigil that began to appear on the back of his neck.

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Cafe Nightengale

(a dc x dp prompt)

Red Robin: *weakly stumbles into the Batcave*

Spoiler: WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN

Red Robin: Coffee. *yawns*

Spoiler: No. No coffee. You’ve been missing for 3 days! You are so lucky Bruce isn’t down here right now.

Red Robin: *tiredly, already curling up on the floor* I was at coffee.

Spoiler: What the hell-

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Danny: *packing up the cot in his office and shoving his first aid kit back into his desk after closing the cafe* I owe Wes so much money…

Assassin: *drops in from the ceiling*

Danny: *sighs* What now?

Assassin: Your uncle wishes to see you.

Danny: Tell Ra’s to fuck off.

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DcxDp idea

Jazz is moving away for collage/university, and while Danny knows his sister is more than capable of protecting herself, he can't help but worry[shut up sam, no he is not paranoid!], so he marks her with his signature. Marking her with his signature doesn't do anything really, its more or less just a warning against ghosts, demons, fae and the like to stay away from whatever person is marked, kind of like putting a sign on them that says: "Hey! This person is my family/friend and under my protection! Screw off!" He did the same thing with Sam, Tucker, and even Dani. Jazz didn't think it needed to be done, but if it helped Danny cope with her being away from home she was happy to let him do that.

The thing is, Danny is a bit stronger than the average Ghost, he did play a key role in the re-sealing of Pariah, won most if not all the brawls hed been in, and he was heavily doused in Clockwork's magic due to his time travel escapades, in fact many of the Infinite Realms wouldn't be surprised if Danny rose to Ancient status once he was older. Why am I telling you this? Well, due to his power and feats, his signature made a bigger impact than if, say, Skulker or Boxy were to mark someone. While yes, his signature still only told others to screw off, the power emanating from said signature was rather significant, making others, especially ghosts and ghost adjacent feel nervous, cautious, in Jazz's presence, full on detearing most of them from even approaching her, if not scaring the living daylights out of them. Danny knew this before he asked to mark her with his signature, but he maybe didn't tell her that, mostly because he didn't think it was important.

And maybe it wouldn't be important, had Jazz not taken her 3 month Collage internship at Arkham Asylum. But as it stands, she did take her internship there, and since most of Arkham's residents had been touched by death at least a little bit, well, needless to say they're terrified of her, even if they have no idea why.

Or

Danny marked Jazz with a spiritual *do not disturb or i will break your kneecaps* sign so she could go to collage and Danny could feel assured knowing she was safe. Liminals/Death Touched can't see the sign for what it is like full ghosts, but they can sense the warning/danger from it; so when Jazz goes to Arkham for her Internship for Collage Credit, she terrifies the occupancy there. They, the patients(?), have no clue why they're scared of this 19yo woman when they've faced off against the bats at least once, but they know, for the most part, to trust their instincts. This is gonna be a long 3 months for them, but hey, maybe they'll actually get the help they need.

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The Justice Leagues "Stray Cat"

DcxDp Prompt/Idea

When Danny gets bored in the Realms, he travels to different dimensions. One of his favorite to visit is the DC universe, because they have aliens and superheros. Danny's not really a hero anymore, and he doesn't really want to get involved again, but he will hang around to bother them.

At first they tried to get rid of him, but Danny would just prank them in retaliation. Eventually they gave up, realizing Danny wasn't a threat, he was just bored, and hungry. Over time he became pretty good company.

It was Flash who realised they could bribe Danny into doing small favors; like getting coffee, keeping gaurd over slippery rogues, and dragging Constantine to the JL meetings he has to attend.

But while it was obvious Danny had some abilities, they didn't seem like combative type, since all they saw from Danny was invisibility, flight, intangability, and that he can breath minor frost, so they never asked him to be involved with rogues or villains.

One day when Danny comes to visit, there's a huge threat for the world. Danny didnt want his new hang out place to be destroyed, so he took care of the problem, before asking Flash for a snack. And Flash gave him that snack, because Flash decided he wanted to stay on their "stray cat's" good side.

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Danny: Okay I'm going to pull all that gunk from your core.

Jason: Okay wait-wait-wait but its only gonna hurt for a second right?

Danny: ...Hurt for a second? No! This is gonna be agony for a while! Who gave you that misinformation?

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*in a Demon Twins AU*

Talia: Danyal?

Danny: That's right! Its me mother! And its Daniel.

Talia: No D-a-n-y-a-l. I named you.

Danny: You ruined my life!

Talia: How could I ruin your life? I wasn't even there!

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DpxDc au where:

Bruce gets Damian way earlier, like when Damian is 4-5. Baby Damian becomes friends with Baby Danny, and when Damian has positive emotions about someone, he wants to keep him. He comes up with this great idea to bring Danny home for a play date and then pretend like Danny had always been there, then Danny will be Damian's best friend and brother.

10/10 toddler logic.

Bruce let's Damian think he got away with it for a little while, allowing Danny(after talking to the Fentons) to spend the weekend.

Except, while Danny likes Damian, he also wants to see his parents and sister again. So by Sunday hes crying for Maddie and Jack, thinking they gave him up, and the Fentons have to come and get him.

Damian is also upset that his friend is upset/leaving so now Bruce also has to deal with that.

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Super Dog Walker?

DpxDc AU

Clark really needs a dog walker! The Kent family has been swamped lately, between work, and school, and superhero hijinks, and Krypto isn't being taken out as often as he really should be, leading to rowdyness and destructive behavior. So, Clark puts an ad out and it...doesn't go well.

Krypto is hyper, hes a good dog, but hes also a super powered dog, he has so much energy and its just impossible for a non-meta human to handle him, even then, metas without some level of strength aren't much better.

Just as Clark is getting ready to take down the ad, after the last dog walker had handed Clark back Krypto's leash before bolting away in fear with twigs tangled in their hair, another person responded.

Danny Fenton, a 17 year old who's recently moved to Metropolis with his older sister. Hes a highschool student, but does online classes, and wanted to walk Krypto to give his own dog some socialization.

What interests Clark, is that on Danny's application, he explicitly states that he has experience with meta-animals, though, no proof was provided.

Well, Clark was kind of at the end of his rope, so he decided to give the kid a chance.

One and a half hours later, Krypto is returned to him completely warn out, happy but exhausted, a state Clark had never seen before, and the Kid, Danny, is completely calm, babbling happily about taking Krypto to the park so Krypto could play with Cujo, Danny's Dog.

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Danny was proud to say he'd come a long way with Cujo's training(the Ghostly Mastiff Mix apprentantly only understood Latin and Ghost Speak, who knew?). But despite Danny's best efforts, he couldn't provide Cujo with proper socialization with other dogs. Oh Danny could play fetch with him for hours, and wrestle Cujo in his big form, and even play chase with him, but playing with a human is way different than just being able to play with another dog. Cujo didn't seem to mind the lack of company as long as Danny would play with him, but Danny still wanted to do more for Ghost's Best Friend.

At first, Danny tried dog parks, but dogs were sensitive beings, and could tell Cujo was stronger than them, more dangerous maybe? So they tended to get defensive, or cower.

Second, Danny tried to find other ghost animals. But, becoming a ghost was rare, and animals becoming ghosts even rarer, most animals were more than happy to simply let go and pass on. Danny did find a ghost wolf pack, but they hadn't taken kindly to Cujo encroaching on their territory, and any other ghost dogs were settled with ghosts of their people or were dutifully waiting on the edge of the ghost world and passing on for their people, so they weren't really interested.

Danny even tried making a robotic dog powered with ectoplasm to play with Cujo, but while it started off fine, the robot dog gained sentience, became possessive over Danny, and tried to exterminate Cujo, so Danny had to fight it and disassemble it!

Danny had almost given up hope, until he one day saw a flying white dog on the street, dragging some poor highschool freshman behind it. To anyone else, it just looked like the dog was running really fast, but Danny saw, the dog's paws weren't ever touching the pavement. With some searching around, Danny found the ad to be the dog's, Krypto's, dog walker, and applied.

The walk went better than Danny expected! Krypto and Cujo were playing chase all around an abandoned dog park Danny had found! Chasing, and jumping, and playing tug of war with a tree! Krypto could use his super strength, and Cujo could grow to his full size! It was so cute! Danny took so many pictures with his fenton-camera to show to Jazz. Most importantly, Cujo looked so alive! Well, as alive as a ghost dog could, being able to play with another dog.

When it was finally time to return home, both dogs were exhausted, panting happily and tiredly walking beside him, so he could return Krypto home.

Danny was so happy, he totally forgot he was getting payed! And what's better, Krypto's Owner, Clark, wanted Danny to continue walking Krypto! Score!

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Super Dog Walker?

DpxDc AU

Clark really needs a dog walker! The Kent family has been swamped lately, between work, and school, and superhero hijinks, and Krypto isn't being taken out as often as he really should be, leading to rowdyness and destructive behavior. So, Clark puts an ad out and it...doesn't go well.

Krypto is hyper, hes a good dog, but hes also a super powered dog, he has so much energy and its just impossible for a non-meta human to handle him, even then, metas without some level of strength aren't much better.

Just as Clark is getting ready to take down the ad, after the last dog walker had handed Clark back Krypto's leash before bolting away in fear with twigs tangled in their hair, another person responded.

Danny Fenton, a 17 year old who's recently moved to Metropolis with his older sister. Hes a highschool student, but does online classes, and wanted to walk Krypto to give his own dog some socialization.

What interests Clark, is that on Danny's application, he explicitly states that he has experience with meta-animals, though, no proof was provided.

Well, Clark was kind of at the end of his rope, so he decided to give the kid a chance.

One and a half hours later, Krypto is returned to him completely warn out, happy but exhausted, a state Clark had never seen before, and the Kid, Danny, is completely calm, babbling happily about taking Krypto to the park so Krypto could play with Cujo, Danny's Dog.

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Danny was proud to say he'd come a long way with Cujo's training(the Ghostly Mastiff Mix apprentantly only understood Latin and Ghost Speak, who knew?). But despite Danny's best efforts, he couldn't provide Cujo with proper socialization with other dogs. Oh Danny could play fetch with him for hours, and wrestle Cujo in his big form, and even play chase with him, but playing with a human is way different than just being able to play with another dog. Cujo didn't seem to mind the lack of company as long as Danny would play with him, but Danny still wanted to do more for Ghost's Best Friend.

At first, Danny tried dog parks, but dogs were sensitive beings, and could tell Cujo was stronger than them, more dangerous maybe? So they tended to get defensive, or cower.

Second, Danny tried to find other ghost animals. But, becoming a ghost was rare, and animals becoming ghosts even rarer, most animals were more than happy to simply let go and pass on. Danny did find a ghost wolf pack, but they hadn't taken kindly to Cujo encroaching on their territory, and any other ghost dogs were settled with ghosts of their people or were dutifully waiting on the edge of the ghost world and passing on for their people, so they weren't really interested.

Danny even tried making a robotic dog powered with ectoplasm to play with Cujo, but while it started off fine, the robot dog gained sentience, became possessive over Danny, and tried to exterminate Cujo, so Danny had to fight it and disassemble it!

Danny had almost given up hope, until he one day saw a flying white dog on the street, dragging some poor highschool freshman behind it. To anyone else, it just looked like the dog was running really fast, but Danny saw, the dog's paws weren't ever touching the pavement. With some searching around, Danny found the ad to be the dog's, Krypto's, dog walker, and applied.

The walk went better than Danny expected! Krypto and Cujo were playing chase all around an abandoned dog park Danny had found! Chasing, and jumping, and playing tug of war with a tree! Krypto could use his super strength, and Cujo could grow to his full size! It was so cute! Danny took so many pictures with his fenton-camera to show to Jazz. Most importantly, Cujo looked so alive! Well, as alive as a ghost dog could, being able to play with another dog.

When it was finally time to return home, both dogs were exhausted, panting happily and tiredly walking beside him, so he could return Krypto home.

Danny was so happy, he totally forgot he was getting payed! And what's better, Krypto's Owner, Clark, wanted Danny to continue walking Krypto! Score!

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I can’t wait for more of them!! 🌈❤️

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Shout out to Eve Teschmacher tho. She realized her boyfriend was a piece of shit and that she was in extreme danger, and she managed to gather everything needed to take him down without him catching on until it was too late.

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The King and Princess of Pride! 🏳️‍🌈 Getting to draw a dad and daughter celebrating together 🥹

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The way Superman depicted complicit civilians is gonna stick with me.

Because usually when you have your villain, usually the civilians working for them are gonna be largely faceless or cowed. And then when the hero crashes the scene, only the armed goons are taken out while said civilians flee to remove any questions.

In here though, you can tell they all enjoy working for Luthor. The technicians in his hq have fun plugging in directions to Ultraman. And those in the base camp wear tropical shirts while listening to music and playing games on their downtime. Nobody is working with rigid confirmity nor are there moral reservations (the only objection shown was when his obsession almost got them killed).

So when Mr. Terrific arrived on the scene, it is actually fitting that he wiped out the workers alongside the armed goons.

Also the way Superman's fellow prisoners not only attempted to snitch on him but actually tried to out snitch each other deserves a whole other analysis.

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do you ever draw something for yourself that’s so deliciously self-indulgent that you just sit there like

[Image ID: 2 digital drawings of a short-haired person drawing on a tablet. In the first image they are looking at the screen and blushing pink. In the second image they are looking away from the screen and blushing more heavily, with the caption “…is this allowed?”. End ID]

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@stcreators event 01 ✦ favorite (in/sp)

@lgbtqcreators battleship bingo ✦ blorbo(s)

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She showed up at the last minute still drunk to pick up her dog after a week of partying off planet, called Superman a bitch, and left. I love her already.