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A DC/DP crossover crack? rarepair for your consideration.

In John’s defense, it was hardly the weirdest partner he’d taken to bed, and definitely one of the better beings he’s dated. But it’s been over a year now, and something tells John that the half ghost vampire lookalike is here for the long run.

Or, somehow, John Constantine and Vlad Masters go from a one night stand to long term boyfriends.

I have written my ship name on my pool noodle and I have set it afloat. There’s an entire TWO fics on AO3, and HellMaster (MasterHell? ConSter? MasterStine? HellGhost? Name is a work in progress) has set sail. A fic is already in the work from me. Join me and my musings of these two dumbasses.

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TFOne and Bayverse Crossover AU Part 1

So this came from another thread of my Discord. Shoutout to Call me Racc, for giving this amazing idea!

So it started with Racc talking about sending Sam (from Bayverse) to the TFOne timeline, inside of a Cybertronian body.

The first dilema the thread of 15 people faced was what Cybertronian Body would we give Sam. And someone suggested him to be a Seeker, which was cool. Until we realized that it would mean he needed a Trine.

So we all got together to figure this out. Would we have him posses a member of a dead Trine, or would we create some OCs. But the answer found was more simple than that, send other human companions with him. In the end Cade and Noah were voted into going.

With the Trine made we now need to give these new Cybertronians their new names, everyone please say hello to: Insight (Oversight), Ark and Gear Shift.

(Clarification: Noah is Ark, Sam is Insight/Oversight and Cade is Gear Shift)

The names came from the tale of Noah's Ark, from the fact that Sam is the most serious character in this AU (also he is nicknamed as Oversight because everyone overlooks him) and Gear Shift comes from Cade's job as a mechanic.

Sam was the first to arrive at Cybertron, he was the one who kept looking around and to realize that they were, in fact, in the past.

Noah and Cade came in a little late but after some adjustment period they were both rollin.

The first big thing to note, is that the Trine did not spawn at Iacon they were on the surface of the planet and while they knew what was going from watching from afar, they couldn't know the details.

Secondly, the Trine spawned before the Iacon 3000 happened, so the whole movie still hasn't happened.

This is only part 1 of the AU

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I think there's a widespread school of thought that old or nearly immortal beings like elves and draculas and shit have developed some kind of centuries long ageless patience. An attitude something like, "I have seen empires rise and fall, rulers come and go. This too will pass in the blink of an eye, and matters not to the world."

But I also like ancients who are like do what you want forever. "Are you kidding, a century ago everyone was wearing skirts. Wear pink, sleep in a tree, dance in the street, climb up the walls, talk to strangers. No one's gonna give a shit in a hundred years, have fun now!"

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dcxdp idea:

Classic post-vivisection Danny homeless in Gotham, and he helps out the ghosts who ask for his help. Things like giving info on their deaths to the bats, or putting their cats in good shelters. Except, he can't just chat with anyone who comes up to him, most normal people would think he's talking to himself and that's a one-way ticket to Arkham (or so Danny thinks). Instead, he ghost-emotes at them while Acting Normal to communicate, never verbally acknowledging them, and then does the task.

This would be all fine and good, except Jason's investigating the Alley kid who leaves impossible tips, and the kid won't even look at him.

Bonus points if Jason tries to pat his shoulder or something and it just passes through, cue meltdown as he questions his sanity.

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A DC/DP crossover crack? rarepair for your consideration.

In John’s defense, it was hardly the weirdest partner he’d taken to bed, and definitely one of the better beings he’s dated. But it’s been over a year now, and something tells John that the half ghost vampire lookalike is here for the long run.

Or, somehow, John Constantine and Vlad Masters go from a one night stand to long term boyfriends.

I have written my ship name on my pool noodle and I have set it afloat. There’s an entire TWO fics on AO3, and HellMaster (MasterHell? ConSter? MasterStine? HellGhost? Name is a work in progress) has set sail. A fic is already in the work from me. Join me and my musings of these two dumbasses.

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I absolutely need this in my life. If it ever gets made tag me please!

Tim Drake becomes a mini Hellblazer

Tim is determined to be the best Robin he can be- he has a hero's legacy to live up to. He has a thirst to know as bad as Bruce’s. And... he's a bit morally grey. All this leads up to an encounter that will change his course forever.

While he is off training in Europe (wtf on that Bruce), he runs into Constantine and some demonic trouble. Just so the stubborn kid survives, Constantine teaches him some of the basics. Tim, living up to his name, takes to it like a duck to water. After Tim gets back to the states, books just show up every so often in Drake manor. Sometimes even Constantine.

It's surprisingly easy to keep the secret in that big, empty house.

And then one of Gotham's curses come to play, the dead are around as ghosts, and only Tim has any idea what's going on. Problem is, he'd rather the Bats never knew what he knew. Problem is, he might have to pull a John and sell his soul to win.

He hopes the Ghost King is a good master.

Some added possible bonuses:

Constantine has no clue that his mini Hellblazer Tim is a Bat or he would have never.

Tim has been using his powers this whole time- being able to portal and literally become one with the shadows, but it just works for a Bat Mood™️ so no one catches on.

Tim has tattoos like John for powers, but they're the invisible UV ones so they're not visible when he's getting his check overs as Robin/RR.

Possible scenes:

• A cult shows up in Gotham, of course, and the Bats are doing their investigation and find what they think is the home base and Tim's tracker is there. And he's not answering his comms. He's supposed to be resting, he's sick. All hands on deck panic. The Bats roll up ready for a fight just in time to see Tim, covered in blood and a little glass eyed, walking out of the building. Inside is a bloodbath. They are think Tim is traumatized from the obvious demon summoning that went really really badly. Tim is just so fucking tired from using magic and wants to sleep for a week, but sure, the cover story works, so he leans into it. Really annoying how Dick won't stop hugging him though.

• Constantine, trying to avoid his job trapped in Hell, again, sends his apprentice to meet with the Justice League. To bad he didn't give the apprentice a heads up because suddenly Tim is summoned/portaled into the Watchtower. And ho-shit guess that cat is out of the bag now! Not that he's willing to explain anything.

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NASA Data Sonification: Black Hole Remix

In this sonification of Perseus. the sound waves astronomers previously identified were extracted and made audible for the first time. The sound waves were extracted outward from the center. (source)

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reblog to share some mint with your followers. just don't let it escape containment, okay?

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fuck it homebrew boop button. reblog this post to boop the person you reblogged from.

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y'all ever reach the end of google

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ancient greek word of the day: κακοθερής (kakotherēs), unfitted to endure summer heat

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Tim is going to college. Not because he's actually going, but because he's investigating a possibly-serial-killer professor and when he goes undercover, he tends to go all the way.

But there's something stranger than his professor.

It's his roommate.

He and his roommate have their own closets.

His roomate's closet smells....super weird. Familiar, but weird, and Tim can't place it.

He's trying, but it's getting to the point where he's getting distracted from his actual case out of sheer curiosity.

His roommate will duck into the closet, come out with his steel water bottle full and looking flushed. He refuses to share his drinks. He's secretive about even a drop of it coming out.

He goes to open the closet while his roommate is out...and it's locked. With multiple layers of security. Tim only barely noticed prior to triggering one of them, and quickly played it off as tripping over something and running into the door.

With the deadline for when the professor will choose his new victim upcoming, Tim doesn't have time to break through that security.

And, logically, he knows it's probably just a distillery, but he has to know.

So, he asks.

Daniel Fenton stares at him with wide, horrified eyes.

"You can smell that?" He asks, voice cracking.

Tim nods, still pretending like he think's it's a hard drug and that he's running an intervention.

"Look man, if you need help-"

"Urine Therapy." Daniel blurts out, looking horrified and glancing at his steel water bottle on the bed.

Tim wishes he heard that wrong.

"Urine what?"

"I...it's..it's piss. I'm drinking piss. I really...sure do love doing that. Yes." Daniel rambles, voice getting higher and cracking more by the time that sentence is done.

Or; Danny needs to drink ectoplasm due to the reduced levels of it in Gotham compared to Amity Park. He thought he could get away with keeping it in his dorm closet, but when his roommate Alvin Draper asked, he said the first thing that came to mind. The second thing he did was put in a formal request for a new roommate, because he is never, ever, going to be able to look that man in the eyes again.

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A mis-text-derstanding

After a long night of patrolling around Amity, Danny damn near collapsed onto his bed. His back ached from a stray ectoblast and his eyes felt heavier than a mountain. Technus had done something to the technology around the town. At random a piece of technology would suddenly go rogue with a virus the ghost implemented. The virus would make the item try to capture anyone in the vicinity using any means necessary. So Danny had been doing regular patrols around town to catch anyone who needed help.

That also means that his sleeping time had been radically reduced. Without even the energy to lift his head, Danny patted around for his phone. Once he finally found the device he hefted himself on his side with a groan. It was a new phone since he was the first casualty in Technus’ plan. Thankfully, Sam had given him another so his parents wouldn’t try to make him one. (Who knows what kind of ‘anti-ghost’ protection they would’ve put on it.)

Tucker had promised that he was working on fixing the virus going around. Hopefully, he had some kind of good news to share. As soon as Danny went to message him he realized he hadn’t downloaded their chat app to the new phone. With a sigh he knew that he would just have to use normal texting but with careful codewords.

Putting in Tucker's number with a yawn, Danny sent the first message.

‘It’s your undead bro. The night out tonight was killer. Any news on the techie progress?’

Danny smashed his face into his bed with a sigh after hitting send. Knowing Tucker he was probably face first in his laptop and won’t notice the message for a bit. He could probably just close his eyes and…

Before he could even consider taking a nap there was a generic jingle from the phone. He should really get to fixing that. Tuck deserves a much better ringtone than some bells.

‘Nothing noteworthy yet. It's harder to crack than normal but nothing I can't handle. Do you need me to take over for tomorrow?’

‘Also why aren't you using our chat?’

Danny squinted at the screen with a slight frown. It had been a while since Sam or Tucker tried to go out in his place. They learned pretty quickly that it made Danny way too anxious to have them out there without him. Something about not being there to protect them if they got over their heads made Danny’s chest ache. 

And of course, Tucker noticed that he wasn’t using the app he made. It was a bit glitchy at times, but what tech wasn’t when it came to Danny? Not only was it secure, but it became an easier way for them to establish a timeline for filing. Jazz had been the one who realized that they didn’t have steady information on not just the rouges but the events of the fights. It became a staple to write out what happened and what went wrong after hearing her lecture about it.

‘Don’t have it on this phone yet. And you know how I feel about you being out there.’

Danny watched the screen for a bit, waiting to see if Tucker would reply immediately again. His mom probably caught him on his computer all day and was forcing him to separate himself from it for a while. It wasn’t an uncommon thing for Ms. Foley to do.

‘Yeah yeah, Mr. Possessive. Do you need me to walk you through how to get it again?’

Snorting at the pun, Danny easily replied. If Tucker was feeling sassy enough to joke about that, then he would push some buttons back. It was a simple banter that they sometimes fell into.

‘You know how I get with technology. I’m more likely to break something. Especially since this phone is so new. Whatever happened to flip phones?’

Danny snickered to himself at the message. Tucker had an ongoing war between new and old technology. While he loved his PDA he also admired some of the top-of-the-line devices. It was like the past and the future mixed in his friend's room. He would gush about the new devices but also gush about the older ones that still had functions that the newer ones lost. But flip phones? That was the only technology he knew that Tucker hated. It was the worst of both worlds for him. He’d been so excited when Danny’s flip phone was bricked by Technus’ virus.

‘I’m going to ignore that you said that.’

‘Also there’s going to be trouble in the park near you tomorrow. I’m already planning on going. Do you want in?’

Scooting up from his lounged position, Danny started to write back his reply.

‘Of course, I’ll be there. Don’t need you to go in alone and join the dead. Unusual for him to leave his plans there though. That’ll be fun to write in the report.’

The image of Jazz reading about that brought a smile to Danny’s face. She always found it interesting when one of the ghosts would change a long-time behavior. The fact that Technus was able to keep this rather on the down low would guarantee her interest. He was always one to blatantly announce his plans to the world to hear. Even though it’s a bit of a pain that he’s learning to keep things to himself it would peak Jazz’s curiosity, which made it bearable.

‘It is weird. And don’t remind me about the report. I still have the one from last week to write and I don’t want to do it.’

That made Danny laugh to himself a little. Last week the lunch lady tried to embrace the Ultra-Recyclo Vegetarian life. In the overflow of food, Tucker had gotten trapped in veggies. He was visibly green from having to eat some to escape. Sam had been excited about it at first before she saw how much food was being wasted. She ended up getting attacked for trying to explain the damage overconsumption and food waste could bring.

‘You looked like you wanted to vomit afterward. Well, at least we are prepared this time. We don’t always get that chance.’

Danny stretched out his stubborn limbs, feeling himself try to sink into the darkness. He’d have to end the conversation sooner rather than later. At this rate, he wouldn’t have a choice on whether he was taking a nap or not. At the familiar sound of bells, he looked back down at the conversation.

‘Unfortunately. Well, I’ll be finished by the time we meet at the park. I know you usually like to sleep after a long night.’

The reply made Danny’s core feel fuzzy with happiness. Tucker always knows him so well. He doesn’t know what he did to get such a fantastic best friend. It was at times like these that Danny knew he was so glad that they were in this together. With two of his best friends at his side, it made being a vigilante so much easier to bear. 

‘Thanks. Remember that not just the dead get to sleep. Don’t push yourself. Goodnight.’

With that, Danny felt comfortable with setting his phone down to get changed into pajamas. It ached on his back to take off his shirt, but Jazz would be disappointed in the morning if he didn’t. She always got that pinched look on her face when he didn’t take care of himself to her standards. Her standards weren’t exactly high up either so it made him feel extra upset when he missed the mark.

Being careful to not lie on his back, Danny got back into his bed. He curled himself into the blankets with a small smile. One last chime of bells rang out in the room, probably from Tucker saying goodnight back. Picking up his phone, he opened up the lock screen and looked at his messages.

Instead of a goodnight, his stomach dropped as he realized a different number messaged him. A very familiar number.

‘Hey dude! I know you had to get a new phone so this is me. Not only did I figure out how it’s spreading, I think I finally found a way to get rid of the virus.’

Practically throwing himself off the bed, Danny got to his feet. Both his back and his mind screamed at him as he looked over the message. He tapped back to the one he’d just been replying to, finding his heart stopping at the string of numbers. One of the area code numbers was a six instead of a nine. He’d been messaging a stranger this entire time.

Looking back at the messages he convinced himself that it was fine. He was vague enough to not be recognized. It wasn’t like this person was from Amity. They won’t recognize the correlation between him and Phantom. Surely the other person wouldn’t take his words at face value. 

Worst comes to worst he can have Tucker take over his phone for a bit and make sure the other person can’t find out who he is. He hadn’t bought the phone or had it under his name in any way, so they could only find out from the conversation alone.

Breathing out a breath of air he kissed his night of sleep goodbye.

‘I’ll be over in a sec Tuck. I think I just made a mistake.’

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Say it with me now

You are never late to a fandom. Your fic is never "invalid" for being "late". Your fic doesn't need a high word limit. Your fic does not need a high standard. Your fic does not need to be highly popular. Your fic isn't less valid than a popular author's fic. Your fic isn't inheritly bad. Your fic is amazing. Your fic is valid. The only thing that matters is that you're having fun. Fandom is not consumption and consumerism. Fandom is fun, free and for the people. Fandom is not a popularity contest. We're all nerds at the end of the day.

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I fell down the dp x dc rabbit hole and got inspired to do costume design this is part one of four to six that I got inspired to do by

Design explanations under the cut

Sence Danny is Salinas kid I gave him her hat and goggles, at least from a couple of her designs, I just shifted the colors from red to his ghostly green

His og in story costume is a cat noir cosplay that I shifted more twords claw noir cause it just has more going on

The utility belt is for style not use

I wanted to give him a biker style jacket not just for claw noir but also cause of "uncle" Jason

The symbol on the back of the jacket is a ghost cat with a crown cause it's cute

And I like to think he makes the goggles emote like a cartoon