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Jazz Phantom transformation!

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i do write for attention, actually, because that's a normal reason to create art

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Borrowed Mimics - Three-Shots (Complete)

Summary:

Bruce is glad to see Damian find such close friendship in the Justice League’s newest recruit, a ghostly hero named Phantom. In fact, the boys fall so much into sync that they even start sharing behaviors.

Damian finds himself inexplicably drawn to Phantom, who makes it easy to act on his instincts. It is as if a missing piece was finally found, lost behind a green tinted haze for much too long.

Danny’s half-life is more than he has ever hoped for. He helps worldwide with the Justice League. He’s never felt as understood and safe as with Robin and Batman. Truly, there’s only revealing himself to his parents left to do.

When family matters go wrong, deeper truths start to unravel for Danny, Damian and Bruce

Excerpt:

 “Father,” Damian said as Bruce was double checking his utility belt items. “Are you certain Phantom is going to be present?”

 “It is for an important mission, so yes,” he easily answered, happy to note everything was in place on his costume. He pulled on the cowl as the final piece, letting his Batman persona easily wash over him.

 Fond warmth bloomed in his chest at the excited smile his confirmation brought to his son. Damian tried to keep it down, but to have such a physical reaction, Bruce knew he was elated.

 If he had known how well Phantom and Robin would get along, he would have introduced the two of them a lot sooner. He’d never seen Damian act so close to his age without an ounce of shame— nor build friendship that fast, not even with Jon.

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@stealingyourbones as you can understand, I really like the concept tall Jazz

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I found what this reminded me of!

When Stars Collide by Aisatsana:

“B, I understand that you want to get to the bottom of this, but I’m beginning to think that you’re upset! This is a great change!” Nightwing stood with Bruce at the edge of the building overlooking the city.

Bruce was not upset, he was concerned. He did not like when things in his city changed without reason. He especially didn’t like when things in his city changed magically. The hustle and bustle of Gotham continued on the streets below. That hadn’t changed. But the sky overhead was clear. It had been for a weeks now. Bruce found it unsettling. A Gothamite at heart, he was used to the overcast days and cloudy nights. Sure, Gotham had clear nights once in a while, but this was the 17th clear night this month. It happened slowly. The smog thinning. The constant cloud cover abating. The moon was now visible to some degree almost every night. Shining down its reflected light in its various phases. And nothing else seemed to be affected. The rainfall hadn’t changed. The winds didn’t blow differently. The harbor wasn’t suddenly cleaned of filth. It was just clearer. And it didn’t make sense. He didn’t trust it.

(Danny/Jason, rated T)

There’s so many fics where Danny is miffed in Gotham or Metropolis because he can’t see the stars because of the pollution… what if he can change that? After a quick trip to the Ghost Zone and a wish with Desire, any place that Danny is in at night, that city will always be perfectly clear of any pollution, making the stars more visible than it’s been in thousands of years. Danny can now forever always see the stars at night.

The hero of that city, not knowing the cause of this sudden window into a perfect nights sky, is trying to find why this happened to their city.

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just cass and steph, hanging out

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Happy new year from the future!

My timezone means I hit 2025 earlier than most, so. I hope everyone has a fun (and safe) new years!

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quick blob ghost sketch tonight. even such simple expressions can be so hard

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*rummaged amongst AUs*

Well, this sure would put a spin on "Danny is Tim's fake uncle" AU. xD

Vlad, before he made half-ghost clones, ended up making a full-human. As it was stable, it didn't die. As it was fully human, just slightly Liminal, Vlad...wasn't too sure what to do with it.

But he knew it had to go; it was half his DNA and half Daniel's DNA, and that, no matter what, would not be a good look for his PR team to try to cover up.

He went to a few websites for under the table adoptions. None of this could be traced back to him, after all.

The...well, he supposed it wasn't really a clone, was it? The baby was quietly delivered to it's new family.

After that, he focused on perfecting making Halfas, and shoved it out of his mind.

After all, it wasn't perfect, not in the way he needed it to be, so what was the point in dwelling on a failure?

After this, he got more deranged in making his clones. More prone to just putting them down.

That baby would get the last bit of any kindness or mercy Vlad had for his experiments.

The baby was adopted out safely.

Jack and Janet Drake, who wanted a child but could not conceive one, named their new son Timothy.

I know I did a similar prompt where Tim was a spare clone baby meant to give Danny body parts or transfusions if needed, but here, have this one too.

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Prompt: Against Danny's wishes, Bruce attempts to gain custody of him. Danny responds by fleeing.

Found in the @haunting-heroes-creative-games discord server. Rabbit, I don't know your tumblr, but this one goes out to you.

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"I am not homeless." Danny petulantly mutters. He's a runaway. There is a difference, even if Danny is smart enough not to voice that out loud.

Bruce Wayne, for some god forsaken reason, does not listen.

"Okay, I understand, but your parents—"

"Do not talk about my parents." Danny grits his teeth, struggles to keep his fangs in check.

Bruce puts his hands up in surrender, placating. "Amity Park authorities say that Vlad is your new guardian, because he was named your godfather."

Danny just about stops himself from growling. "Vlad is full of shit."

Bruce ignores him. "But the documents were shoddy at best, and as Jack's—your father's cousin and a registered foster parent, your teacher thought it was pertinent that I was at least informed."

At that, Danny stills. Mr. Lancer? He would be the only one…

"And I want to help you, Daniel."

"Danny." Danny unthinkingly corrects, before he scowls. He was too distracted by thoughts of Lancer to keep himself in check.

"Danny," Bruce smiles, "Will you come to Wayne Manor? The other kids would be happy to have you around. The more the merrier I say!"

Danny eyes the hand offered to him. One one hand, anyone is better than Vlad. On the other hand, billionaire to billionaire isn't exactly and upgrade. Plus, Sam has always said that there was something off about the Waynes.

The rich always had a facade, but Sam was never sure why they would hide the preferable (in her opinion) part. Being seen as a smart businessman would be good for Wayne Enterprises. It's fishy that he would act so dopey, it reeks of tricking people into letting their guards down.

As far as Tuck knew, it wasn't like they were making shadey deals, so why the subterfuge?

Speaking of his friends. His chest vibrates. It's unnoticeable to the outside, but to Danny it buzzes through him. His "chest of holding" as Tucker calls it, has the burner phone Sam had gotten him ages ago, when they couldn't deny it anymore and had to make plans for Danny to flee the city.

Getting CPS called on him was not in the plan.

But then again, it's better than Vlad or the GIW.

Danny forces himself to relax, minutely and slowly, it would be suspicious if he were suddenly amiable, and takes a deep breath. He feigns having to war with himself, to weigh his pride and safety.

He reaches over begrudgingly, to Bruce's soft smile and firm handshake.

He just needs a moment. A single, solitary moment. He lets himself be led out of the room, stiff as Bruce gently guides him with a hand on his back.

The man smells of leather and machine oil. Through Danny's senses, he gets ghosts of bats in a well, in a cave, of comradery in space, of kevlar and—

Flashes of Val, smiling bright enough to match her ever present yellow tanktop, growling through the blackened visor of a red suit, sitting next to him in borrowed clothes and showing him her hoverboard as a sign of truce.

Billionaires, Danny thinks, smell of cologne and money.

They do not, Danny thinks, have polite ghosts waiting for them in the hallway, following them like silent bodyguards, tugging on their expensive shirt sleeves and smiling as if they have saved them, even in death.

Bruce Wayne, Danny thinks, is not all that he claims to be.

But it's not Danny's business if Batman wants to take Danny into his home.

What Batman wants, what Bruce Wayne wants, is irrelevant.

Danny gets in the car and watches through his periphery as a white car silently follows them to the airport.

The seatbelt sign dims with a soft ding as the plane cruises at altitude. Danny wordlessly gets up to use the bathroom, pointing towards it when Bruce hums a questioning tune.

Danny disappears the second he gets the bathroom door closed.

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As a hobbyist bookbinder, I once decided to get rid of all the page numbers on a book to free up space. After printing, I mixed up the pages.

... turns out page numbers are good, actually.

Please, if you are a self-publishing author an indie author, learn the basics of book formatting.

Please.

The standards are in place for a reason. Margins are the size they are so that your thumb can rest comfortably on the sides of the book without blocking any text, and so you can read the text along the middle without tilting the book back and forth to see around the bend. Bleeds are so your margins don't get cut down too much when the text block is trimmed, you need them even if you don't have images in your book. Spaces between paragraphs are an internet convention and do not belong in books unless you are indicating a scene break.

Please. These rules aren't there to be mean. They are there for FUNCTIONALITY.

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✨Ghouls and Gangs!!! ✨

And second drawing for chapter 3 of Ghosts, Legacies, and CPS by @aceface98 and @karnia-queen for the @dpxdcbigbang

I literally finished this one 5 minutes before posting time, going WAITWAITWAIT in the chat we have with Ace and Karnia, but IT IS DONE AND POSTED 🙌

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Thoughts on fic comments & crit & just chatting with readers and friends.

Note: my feelings and opinions are my own. Do not take this as general comment etiquette advice.

When I write, it's because I have an idea I want to share. I think it's neat, and I want to communicate it. I want people to explore something with me.

I'm interested in how my story came across, how clearly I expressed my ideas. Or perhaps, how did the experiences and expectations of the reader alter the story's meaning?

The most unpleasant comment I can recieve is a misinterpretation. I struggle a lot with being misunderstood in my social life, and that's true in story form too. Reframing these miscommunications as a window into the reader's mind is helpful.

It's interesting when people dislike my work, especially if they're specific about it. I feel ok with needling these people and trying to get them to say more. I don't ask more from the ones that compliment my work, I think on some level I'm afraid of scaring them off! But I need to be wary, and check in not seeking validation from people who dislike my work.

I think it's very interesting to think about how my stories could be different, but I don't like hearing about how they should be different. They're fine just the way they are. Perhaps they would be more impactful to you if written differently (That's interesting, tell me about it! Show me your braaaainss) But they do not need to be changed; they're fine just the way they are. Being a product of where I am in time and space is enough to make them valid and complete in my eyes, and I don't care for the idea that just because they could be better, they should be.

I am not afraid to tell people "that was not the intent" or "that wasn't something I'm interested in" and I wish people would take advantage of that opportunity to tell me what divergent version they envision. I'm working on saying "your comment hurt me," because I think that's such an incredibly useful thing to be able to say.

One of the cooler experiences I've had in fic fandom is when I abandoned a story, and invited people to ask questions about the world and the plot and the characters. It was so lovely to share those things with the readers.

Sometimes, especially if the story is vulnerable, none of this is true. I let my readers know if that's the case. It's easier to dismiss an unwanted comment as rude nonsense if I've explained in the A/N that that that particular type of comment is unwanted.

I hope people are willing to talk with me about what my stories are and aren't in the future! I hope they share their own explorations!

What about you, reader? Do you want to talk about your stories?

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To Conner — Maybe you use a glottal stop? Can we do something with the emphasis? Hmmm.

Action Comics #1073 - "Phantoms IV" (2024)

written by Mark Waid art by Clayton Henry, Michael Shelfer, & Matt Herms

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Some bachelorette AU for the soul.

I’ve been hoarding these for a while I reread @satelliteblue’s dabihawks bachelorette fic because oh my gosh!

The pacing and character development throughout for all of the characters both on the show and not gets me every time! I find it very funny to read what’s actually happening and then see the reaction of those watching the show. Because like Natsuo and the Todoroki’s have no clue what’s going on and are actively avoiding telling Enji or causing a fuss, and the League is over making fun of Dabi and having shipping wars in between being head hunted and Tomura goes into full denial with Nighteye at his side at some point, it is so funny to me

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"Oh my god." The kid muttered, pacing back and forth in front of the summoning circle anxiously as he clutched some old book to his chest, "Oh my god, I just killed Nightwing."

"Uh," Nightwind started to speak, but didn't get far.

"Oh my god, my dad is Nightwing!"

"Wait, what?!"

That seemed to catch the boys attention and...yeah the kid looked a lot like he did as a teen. "I, uh" The kid rubbed the back of his neck nervously, "I'm kinda your clone. My parents made me and told me recently about how I was born and I wanted to meet you!"

He threw his hands up in the air, one hand still clasping the book, "They told me you were dead, so I tried to summon your ghost! I swear I didn't know!" This seemed to switch him back into whatever spiral ge was in before, "Oh god, I killed my own father."

Dick hurried to speak before he lost the chance again, "I'm probably still alive."

"Huh?" The kid looked over at him, a hint of hope in his features

"Yeah," Nightwing shrugged, "some other bats were with me. They're trained to keep my vitals up until they can get me back to the cave. Plus, I felt my soul pulled out of my body by force. I don't think you actually stopped anything from functioning."

The kid sagged with relief, "So batman isn't going to murder me?"

An odd sound came from within the summoning circle as Nightwing covered his mouth

"Are you laughing at me?! I'm being serious!"

This time, the vigilante made no move to hide his laughter, "We don't kill kiddo, besides he probably won't maul his own grandkid, right?"

Unfortunately this gave the kid something new to spiral over, "Oh god, my grandpa is Batman."

"How about we start over?" The bluebird asked, "I'm Nightwing, what's your name?"

"Um, Danny. Danny Fenton."

Dick gave an award winning smile, "Nice to meet you, Danny. Could you break the circle so I can get out?"

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Reactions to Zatanna - Bring Down the House

SPOILERS (and pos, neg and neutral opinions) AHEAD

Honestly the funniest thing about this comic was calling The Stranger "the stranger" in my head, and then having that actually turn out to be her name.

I enjoyed the distinction between doing tricks and doing magic in Zatanna's pov!

A rabbit was picked up by the ears in one of the issues and I had to take a moment to rebuild my suspension of disbelief D:

The Palace of the Casters and the Celestial -- a vibe there, honestly. Reminded me of trying to interact with people who have complex rules of behaviour. Which is everyone. I don't think this was the intended takeaway, but it was mine...

I'm still confused about what Zatara had Zatanna say. He seems to be asking her to repeat his exact words... but if she used the same first/second person pronouns as him, she'd reverse the meaning? Perhaps Zatara didn't use pronouns? But Zatanna does when she takes his power in the last issue... I'm so confused. It was the most important line of the book and I was just there being confused about "I/my" vs "you/your" pronouns. :(

I love the big/small imagery in the last issue. Zatanna really felt like she was being squashed into what her father wanted her to be/and then broke away from that and said hey, this is who I am now.

Also in that last issue -- the joke about Zatanna having a poster of herself in her condo? Delightful.

I wish I knew the green-haired woman's name!! :D

This. Panel. Right here. It speaks to me as a fanwriter: