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Your windows aren’t tinted

So when I look over

I see into your home there

It’s perfectly clear

Your windows aren’t tinted

So when you are naked

I can see all your bits

they’re Not

much to write about

I’m stalking your Facebook

And your dating pages

I rate all your photos

They

Are photoshopped

You hate that I’m anon

You hate that I’m honest

But you made me see them-em

So reap what you sow

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*thinking about a certain blog post I read a long while ago and wrote a little ditty

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When the necromancer plays my bones

I live again through songs unknown

To all who are of mortal ken

And while they ring

I shall not end

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Love

If I could, I would stand here long after you are gone.

I would hold the hands of those others you left behind

I would tend the gardens you once tended and protect these lands you walked upon.

If I could I would stand as a bulwark against the grief your passing would leave in the world.

When they cried out I would be their strength

I would be the wind that cooled this once burning world

I would become what it means to sacrifice all for your memory.

And only when the stars have finally gone

Would return to your arms

And finally rest

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Dribs N Drabs Prompts

63. When? *Batman

When Dick Greyson is 15 he sits down to think about what he really wants out of his life.  The only things he really loves are Gymnastics, Acrobatics, and being Robin.

Well… mostly he loves being Robin.  It’s been a long four years of crime fighting.  Dick is getting older and Bruce is getting harsher, taking Batman down some roads that Dick isn’t sure he wants to follow him down. Dick wants to help people and Dick wants to fly.

He’s not sure if Robin will lead him down that road anymore, but Batman needs him.

Still, he needs something himself too.  He reaches out, looking for a connection with other young heroes like him.

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When Dick is 16 a rumor starts spreading online.  Someone’s saying that Robin could be Dick Greyson.  Whoever it is has been watching him move and they noticed him showing off.  Showing himself that he was still a Flying Greyson with that quadruple summersault.

Batman is not impressed and tells Dick to tone it down.

It aches in his soul.  It’s part of who he is and no matter how unique and identifying it may be, he doesn’t want to leave it.

One other thing happens when Dick is 16.  Bruce takes in another child, adopting Jason Todd right off Gotham’s streets. It’s the same little punk who tried to boost the tires off the batmobile last year.  The boy is young and angry at the world.  He’s a kid who needs something, like Dick needed something when his parents died.

Batman needs Robin, but now Dick starts to consider that Robin doesn’t have to be him.  He carefully reaches out to the new kid and offers to teach him to become Robin.

In his spare moments, hidden away where Bruce won’t find it Dick starts to build himself something new.

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When Dick is 17 he gets shot. Bruce panics and tries to bench Robin. Fat chance of that working.

Jason is 6 months into Dick’s tutelage and nearly ready to take up the mantle.  Not to mention Dick has other responsibilities as Robin with the Teen Titans.  Dick isn’t just Batman’s little sidekick now.

Dick spends half the year splitting his focus between his responsibilities to the Titans and his responsibilities to Gotham.  Gradually handing more and more of Gotham to Jason.

Bruce doesn’t even notice that sometimes Robin doesn’t look like Dick.  World’s greatest detective Dicks entire ass.  He still hasn’t even noticed that Jason started training.

Bruce and Dick get into a fight over Dick having split priorities between Gotham and his new team.  Bruce fires him from being Robin.  Despite the fact that Dick has been working on passing Robin on, it still hurts.  The end of his time as Robin was something he had meant to be on his own terms.

Jason sits with Dick for hours, he’s not much for comforting words, but he’s a solid presence.  It helps Dick to breathe through the pain.  The smile he and Jason share when Jay heads down to the cave the following night is something sharp and vicious.

Bruce is going to get his mind blown when Robin shows up, but without the Domino so Jason’s full face is on display.  They both know he’ll get the Bruce Bootcamp of training after that, but Dick Knows Jason is more than capable of passing.

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Dick Greyson is 18 years old, and the life of Robin has been left behind him.  Those downy feathers of youth have been traded for something more mature.  Nightwing stalks the night alongside Batman and Robin.

He and Bruce are working on mending Fences, six months apart let them both cool their heads.  Dick’s next plan might strain their relationship a bit, but it’s what he needs to do to keep being who he wants to be.

Dick Greyson has two loves in his life, Fighting Crime and Flying, and he’s not willing to give up either one.

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Dribs N Drabs Prompts

22. Parents Danny Phantom

“Hey mo-Maddie?” Ellie sighs inside her head.  She still can’t do it.  She wants to, but she’s worried that they won’t like it.

“Yes Sweetie?” Mom turns to her with a smile, ready for whatever she’ll ask.  She’s so kind, even when Ellie’s questions are ridiculous.

“I was just wondering if maybe I could take your phone so I can add you to the new group chat? I know you’re busy right now, but we just finished getting the app running and I really want to make sure you’re on the chat right away.”  It was nice not needing to breathe sometimes.  It let Ellie get all the words out nice and fast when she was nervous.

“Oh of course, Ellie.” Ellie basked in Mom’s smile. “I’d love it if you got it all set for me. Jack didn’t even let me know it was ready yet and I wouldn’t want to miss anything.”

Brilliant, absolutely perfect.  Didn’t even need to use the three contingency plans she had come up with to get into Mom’s phone anyway so she could put in the in-chat name she wanted to.

“Thanks M-Maddie!  I’ll get it right back to you when it’s done, bye!!”

And with that she was off, quickly downloading the new app to Mom’s Fenton Phone and getting it set up.

As she finished entering the username a soft bing came from her own phone.  She quickly picked it up so she could see the message on her own phone.  “Black-MOMba has joined the chat.”

She could hear Dad’s booming laugher from downstairs only a moment later, followed by an exuberant exclamation as he ran down the stairs, “And you say you’re only adopted!”

Dad clapped a hand around her shoulders, plucking Mom’s phone from Ellie’s hand to pass it back to Mom.

“Look at this Maddie!  Classic Fenton.”

And maybe this was the moment.

“I hope you don’t mind,” Ellie hesitated slightly still feeling a bit shy, “Mom, Dad.”

Her answer came as a bone crushing hug as she was wrapped in Mom and Dad’s arms.

The top bar of app says, Fenton Ghost Messager™ (Patent Pending)

Ellie-astic_is_Fantastic: Testing 1 2 3… No explosions this time… So Far Jack-daddio: Excellent! Time to Debute the Fenton Ghost Messenger™ Ellie-astic_is_Fantastic: I'll make sure everyone gets the app download! Black-MOMba has Joined the Chat Black-MOMba: This is Ellie testing for Black-MOMba's phone! One down, everyone else to go! Ellie-astic_is_Fantastic::D

I forget to edit the name of the app in the title bar. It should be Fenton Ghost Messenger not Messager. It'll be fixed when posted elsewhere because I don't have time to get a new screenshot >.<

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Dribs N Drabs Prompts

66 Choices Danny Phantom

Ellie’s life in the last year has been filled with choices.  So, so many choices.

Danny set the ball rolling with his confession, but it’s been up to Ellie to decide where her path goes.

She chose to meet with Mr. and Mrs Fenton when Danny told them about her.

She chose to accept their help and keep visiting them, chose not to be strangers.

She chose to change her first name, to move forward as her own person, to not be tied down as the imitation Danny.

She chose to give settling down again a chance and making their house her home.

She chose to take a leap, allowing them to adopt her fully, and taking their last name.

And maybe tomorrow will be the day Eleutheria “Ellie” Fenton will finally find the courage to choose to say the words that she’s been keeping in her heart aloud.

But she won’t know until the moment comes if she can make that leap.

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20 Strangers Danny Phantom

Dani is still trying to wrap her head around what’s happening.

It’s nothing bad.  It’s just… everything happened so fast.

Danny came out to his parents about everything – like EVERYTHING, everything. Being Queer, being half-ghost, even everything Vlad had done to him, including being the template for a clone.

And they had been okay about it?  And wanted to meet her?

So now she’s sitting at the Fenton’s kitchen table across from two strangers who are maybe her biological parents? It’s so confusing.  They’re Danny’s parents for sure, they got together and did the do that made the blend of DNA that was Danny, but Dani… Danni was a science experiment from one boy’s DNA.

Dani-with-an-I was just a knock off Danny-with-a-y and with a couple fucked up chromosomes that made her not a boy.  She didn’t have any parents. Her creator didn’t care about her, Danny wasn’t really parent material ‘cause he was a kid like her, and the Fenton’s didn’t make her at all.

They’re strangers and she tells them as much.  Tells them that won’t impose on their lives. That they don’t owe her anything.  That Danny, Sam, and Tucker have given her what they can and she can take care of herself.  She’s fine.

She doesn’t tell them how she cries at night sometimes because the only father she ever knew didn’t love her and she doesn’t have a home to go to because the only people who care about her are just kids themselves.

She wonders if they still see it somehow.

Mr. & Mrs. Fenton are surprisingly gentle as they explain that despite the fact that they’re strangers, they still care what happens to her.

They explain that it isn’t about, or isn’t only about, how she was born and who’s DNA she came from.  It’s about the fact that she’s a little girl and she’s out in the world alone with only other children to rely on.  They reassure her that they know she has powers and can defend herself physically, it’s not about that.

It’s about the things that powers can’t fix.  It’s about having a place to call home and come back to even if she doesn’t want to stay there all the time. It’s about making sure that she has every opportunity any other child would have. It’s about all the little legal things that Vlad never made for her because Vlad was going to let her die, although they don’t say it like that.

Last of all, it’s because they don’t have to be strangers.  Not unless Dani wants them to be.

And Dani isn’t sure anymore that she wants them to be.

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Dribs N Drabs Prompts

33. Moon Magic Kaito

Far above the lights of the city, the sphere of the moon cloaked itself in shadow to wear a cheshire grin.  It was fitting for this night, that she should look like she was laughing with him.  Peril dogged his steps, but it would not catch him.  They had already stepped too far into his game, his dance.  They wouldn’t be able to escape before it was too late.

He jumped off the roof and for just a moment he was weightless, before the glider snapped open and snatched him up and away. It was exhilarating.  The heady power that came with the situation being completely in his hands, and the powerlessness of being at the hands of one of the most powerful forces of nature.

For just a moment Kaito allows himself to forget the horror, forget the sorrow, forget why he’s doing this, and just enjoy the moment.

He laughs, loud and boisterous and true.  And as he coasts across her light, the moon laughs with him.

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Dribs N Drabs Prompts - About

So I've modified a list from an old Fanfic 100 and I'm trying to get back into writing more by doing a minimum of 100 words for at least 60 prompts.

It's going to be a mix of different fandoms and most of it will in some way be an alternate universe or otherwise Canon Divergent. In part because It's been a while since I've read or watched the source material and in part because that's how I enjoy playing with fandom.

Eventually I intend to crosspost all of this to my Ao3 Account.

Fandoms I may choose to write in: Danny Phantom, Magic Kaito/Detective Conan, Jim Henson's Labyrinth, Star Wars, Lord of the Rings/ The Hobbit, Maybe others. Depends on what I feel comfortable with.

Major AUs:

The Danny Phantom Daggerheart: An attempt at world building a Danny Phantom verse using the Daggerheart Open-beta's races and things. It's also a chance for me to play around with anything from tabletop gaming 'cause I've never really been able to and I've always thought it was neat. I'm more of a fanon fan of Danny Phantom, although I have access and will be trying to watch the show again, it's been years since I watched it.

Jazz Masters: An Idea I've been dabbling in which involves a bit of mucking about with timelines for Jazz to be Vlad's daughter. He doesn't even know he's a father and he's terrible at it. I may post what I wrote for it before, but it's all not polished yet.

The prompts are listed below the cut.

Prompts with Green Text are modified or added by me.

Prompts with Red Text are prompts that I initially left off the list because I'm not sure I'm comfortable with them. They've also been moved to the end of the list from their original positions.

Prompts that are Struck Through I've already written for.

Beginnings

Endings

Hours

Days

Weeks

Months

Years

Red

Orange

Yellow

Green

Blue

Purple

Brown

Black

White

Friends

Enemies

Family

Strangers

Teammates

Parents

Children

Sunrise

Sunset

Sixth Sense

Smell

Sound

Touch

Taste

Sight

Circle

Moon

Star

Sun

Heart

Diamond

Club

Water

Fire

Earth

Air

Food

Drink

Winter

Spring

Summer

Fall

Passing

Rain

Snow

Lightening

Thunder

Storm

Broken

Fixed

Light

Dark

Shade

Who?

What?

Where?

When?

Why?

How?

Choices

School

Work

Home

Birthday

New Year

Middles

Insides

Outsides

Colourless

Lovers

Birth

Death

Too Much

Not Enough

Shapes

Triangle

Square

Spade

Spirit

Breakfast

Lunch

Dinner

If

And

He

She

Life

Christmas

Thanksgiving

Independence

Writer's Choice

Writer's Choice

Writer's Choice

Writer's Choice

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Dribs N Drabs Prompts

39. Water

Danny Phantom (AU – Daggerheart)

“The tide flows in and out like an eternal heartbeat, a reminder that the rhythm of the world continues even when we are gone.”

Sam’s grandmother breathes even and deep even as she speaks and Sam does her best to match her serenity.

“The rain gives life to the trees and fields, while its sibling the wave breaks the stones.”

Another deep breath. She listens to the waters lapping at the shore.

“The water is as all things, and all things are as the water.”

Sam drifts in a place just beyond herself. There is something within her, all at once fathomless as the deeps and fragile as a dewdrop.

“That’s it, Little Blossom,” her grandmother murmurs. “You can feel it now.”

And Sam does, her body a wave crashing on the rocks, her mind racing like the rivers to the sea.

“The water is us, and we are the water.”

Sam is obviously a druid. Not sure if I'm going to lean more elemental on her or not, but as her community is Sea Born the ebb and flow of water and life is kinda her thing.

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69. Home

Danny Phantom (AU – Daggerheart)

Tucker had grown up under a big shadow, both figuratively and literally.  He was named after his great grandfather, a Seraph who had gained renown for his deeds and his faith.   He had felt the expectation on his shoulders from the Wides of his Cluster. Not his closest, not mom and dad, but he still felt it.  Still felt it mattered.

He tried every day to live up to what he thought he needed to be. Tried to show proper reverence to his grandfather’s deity.  He made his way to the temple and dutifully recited all the proper rites and responses even when his mind was wondering away to more interesting thoughts.

He tried to ignore how it felt like a little of himself died every time he went and tried to be someone he wasn’t. Like something inside his chest was withering away, his cap going a little grey.

Until the day everything changed.  His parents chose to move them away from the Shade-tree and into the city.

Suddenly Tucker was somewhere where no one knew his name.  No one looked at him and saw him as just the forward echo of a Fungril already returned to the roots. Things were hard and they were poor, but Tucker was thriving.  This was it; this was where he was meant to be.  He felt it in the very center of his being.

He darted in and out of darkened alleyways, sneaking, exploring, and learning. Maybe some people would say he learned the wrong things. He learned to steal and lie and sneak, but he loved it. He knew the risks, but when he found it there the underbelly of the world had welcomed him.  He slipped into the shadow of a darkened alleyway, and it felt like home.

As you can see there's a reason I said I'd do a minimum of 100 words. it's because I'll keep going until I feel it stops but I don't want to write less than 100.

So I guess that we're just gonna go with what I have in mind for these, so have Tucker. Boy's become a Fungus Person (Fungril) in this verse where he will be a Rogue whose biggest community influence is the underbelly of society.

I haven't had a chance to read back through all the information about the fungril people today, so I've put together some terms trying to build an idea of what the community might be like at least for where he was first born.

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28. Smell Danny Phantom (AU - Daggerheart)

When the brightness finally faded, something was different.  He kept his eyes closed tight for a moment longer, trying to pretend that whatever had happened… hadn’t happened.  However, a deep breath told him otherwise.  The scents of home were missing.  The acrid scent of smoke and burning herbs and the myriad of other scents that defined his parents’ alchemical laboratory was missing.  The air here was clear and fresh, filled with a perfume that reminded him of spring flowers with just a hint in the background of earth after rain.

Danny took one more deep breath and steeled his resolve.  It was time to put aside childish acts and look at the facts. He needed to figure out where he was in order to determine the best method of returning home.

One more deep breath of Spring Blooming flowers, and Danny opened his eyes.

So I've never really had a chance to do tabletop gaming, but the daggerheart system is in open beta and seems neat. So for shits and giggles I've been building Danny Phantom Characters and trying to work on an AU of them there. So this Prompt comes to you from me trying to work out the backstory of a half fairy/ half giant Danny Fenton

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... And I had a couple of ideas

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So I watched Labyrinth again, but in the Theater a last week...

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Light the dark

And wake me up

Brighter than the sun

Beat back the night

Shorter days my soul grows haunted

Ghosts and spirits most unwanted

Shake the earth

Break the dark

Wake me up

Warm the heart

Long nights full fear and sorrow

Tomorrow is too late for the dawn

I need the light before hope is gone

So wake me up

Light the fires

Banish the night

Celebrate the life

That can’t be broken

Until light crests the horizon

And we begin again

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“They are different from Us!” The people at the microphone cried.

They called Them:

Obviously alien

Easily identifiable

Definitely Dangerous

The people agreed nodding their heads. That they would surely know on sight who was Us and who was Them.

They would keep Us and Them Separate and in doing so keep Our children safe.

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Two boys play by the railroad tracks.

As the sun sets, their mothers come

And trading friendly smiles,

call their children home

Only a few feet apart the women never notice

Only inches away the boys never care

Yet one was Us and one was Them

But if that were true, surely we would have seen Them

Surely we would have known

They will play together again tomorrow