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$50,000 immediately dropped into my bank account wouldn't improve EVERYTHING but boy it sure would be a grand, sexy little start to a good, happy life path, don't you think
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sigdexae ¡ 8 months
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I can’t believe people are actually reposting this
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sigdexae ¡ 9 months
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choking on water is the worst because how do you stop choking? drink something? well ive got some bad news for you
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sigdexae ¡ 11 months
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Ghost speak
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DC x DP
“Do you know anyone willing to date a ghost-touched woman over 6ft tall?” 
Barbara Gordon blinked slowly at the lanky teenager who asked the question. His arms were full of astronomy books and he was leaning in close as if it was a serious question. 
“It depends? I’m a librarian, not a matchmaker.” she replied, holding her hands out for the books to scan. “Why are you asking? It’s an awfully specific criteria.” 
Daniel Nightingale was the name of the boy before her. Just registered in the library system a little under 3 months ago. 17 years old and with that black hair, sky blue eyes and scars on the hand partially covered by a fingerless glove- Wayne adoption bait. 
“My older sister is great and all.” he said, fidgeting with his sleeves, “But I think she needs to live a little you know? She’s so.. So….” he made a compressing motion with his hands, like packing a snowball. 
“Repressed?” Barbara suggested, scanning the book on the Hubble Telescope. 
With a snap of his fingers he grinned. “Exactly! Now if only I could find a guy for her that is ghost-touched…” he muttered under his breath.  
“What do you mean by ‘ghost- touched’?” 
“Oh you know,” he mimicked the paddles of a defibrillator, “Clear!” he chuckled. 
Did this lady have a heart attack? Heart problems? 
“I died but it didn’t stick, so someone who is like me would be good. Then we wouldn’t have to explain the whole thing.” 
“Oh, I see.” the redhead said, not understanding much at all. “Due date for the books is in one month. I’ll keep an eye out for your sister?” 
Danny nodded and gathered all the books into a beat up backpack. “You can’t miss her. Long red hair, super tall, looks like she’ll either have a nervous breakdown or murder someone if you bump into her.” 
Barbara could only nod in agreement to the boy as he seemed to float out of Gotham Public Library. 
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Jazz was ready to shove her little not-quite-dead brother into the Fenton Thermos. She was doing well at her counseling position at the University, but Danny had insisted that her newfound hours of free time should be used in romantic pursuits.
“If you had friends you hung out with I won’t pester you. But Jazz! You need to do something fun!” He had said from the kitchen counter, hair glowing and eyes like two green beacons. “Live a little! We’re already part dead! Let go!” 
So she trudged her way to the Public Library. If she had to get out of the house to shut her brother up, she’d at least be an introvert about it. 
Jazz put on her best pleasant face and made her way to the librarian’s desk to get registered. 
The woman behind the counter was like looking into a warped mirror. Glasses, hair just a shade brighter, and eyes the wrong color looked back at her in mirrored surprise. 
“Bad hair day?” the mirror image guessed, pointing at the slouchy hat and messy bun that contained the mass of copper hair that Jazz hadn’t cut in the last year. 
“Uh yeah. Little brother was pestering me about going out, so I’m here for a library card.” Jazz rambled, doing her best to not play with the strap of her purse. 
“I’m Barbara, and welcome to Gotham Public Library!” The woman smiled warmly. 
When Jazz handed over her ID for Barbara to input the required information in the database the lady smirked. “I met your brother a few days ago actually. Tall, scrawny, likes space?”
Jazz groaned. “I’m so sorry about him.” 
The librarian’s glasses were white from the monitor. “Oh don’t worry about it, I know how younger siblings are. They mean well, they’re just annoying about it.” 
Card squared away, Jazz went in search of a quiet corner to read a trashy romance novel in. 
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Jason took his rare day off to visit the Library. He was also going to drop of a coffee for Barbara, and maybe sweet talk some info out of her. 
He needed some blackmail to lord over some birds. 
“Jason! How good to see you in the daylight! Oh! Coffee! Gimmie,” his favorite tech person greeted. 
Coffee offering made, Jason and Barbara traded information. 
“You should take a load off.” She suggested, waving him away towards the adult fiction shelves as some patrons came to check out. “See you at dinner Sunday!” 
The building was warm today, rare sunlight coming through the skylights and windows, making his leather jacket too hot to wear indoors. And there was nothing else pressing on his schedule today, so why not read a bit? 
Austen novel in hand, Jason made his way to his favorite reading nook. Instead of the two empty armchairs he’d push together into a lounge, there was a woman already there, firmly in the ray of sun that made her red hair look like fire. 
Her long legs were stretched out, boots cluncking together in a slow rhythm as she read. 
“Oh,”  
Bright green eyes startled and looked at him dead in the eyes. He blinked, and they were no longer green but a calming ocean blue.  
“Sorry,” she said, folding her legs back to let him pass. 
“Nah, it’s okay, I kind of want to soak in some sun too. Mind sharing?” Jason offered, fully prepared to leave the tall amazon alone.  But deep down he felt something warm and grow fuzzy. 
“Sure,” she scooted her chair over and pulled the other closer so they both shared the spot of sun. “I’m Jazz.” 
He sat down next to her and the scent of her shampoo reminded him of the herby bread that Alfred made with soup. She stretched out again and he realized that her legs were much longer then his. 
“I’m Jason.”
Inside the pit barely rippled. 
Her phone beeped and she opened the beat-up thing to scoff. “Danny for Ancient’s sake,” she typed something out only for another beep to immediately reply.  
Jason frowned. “Danny your boyfriend?” 
Blue eyes met him in an exasperated roll. “No. just a little brother who can’t mind his own business. Now he wants a selfie to prove ‘I’m not alone being a cave troll.’ Just a sec.” 
She started to angle away to send a picture of her flipping off the phone, but Jason pulled her closer and let his arm be visible around her shoulders in the selfie. He hadn’t thought, just acted. 
There was a surprising amount of muscle under that sweater.
The pit purred in pleasure and Jason wanted to melt into the floor. 
Jazz giggled, her smile showing teeth that were just a little too sharp. “Oh he’ll be happy with this I think. Only thing that would be better is if you had a big black motorcycle. That’d send him through the roof.” 
His breath hitched. The sun must’ve been too hot, and he felt himself grow warm under that bright smile. 
“Would a black and red motorcycle do?”  Was this flirting? Was he flirting? Was it working? He hoped it was working.
Those eyes lit up again and she tossed the book onto the chair, towering over him. “That’s perfect. He hates the idea of me on a motorcycle with a biker boyfriend.” 
Jason stood up and tossed his jacket to Jazz with a feral smile. “Let’s get you some pictures riding a motorcycle my lady.” 
The pit crowed in happiness, a rare thing when not caused by blood or murder. He made sure to get a few pictures of her on his bike with his own phone before remembering it should really be on Jazz’s phone, to send to Jazz’s brother. 
Not wanting the fun time to end, he put his helmet in her hands. “I know a good burger joint. Want to stay out late? See some sights?”
He was so focused on the redhead woman in his leather jacket straddling his bike, he forgot about the other redhead with access to the security cameras.
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Change my mind
Deku is just fandom Danny
Seriously I am breaking down because of this
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Do y’all know any fics where Danny just quits being a hero and amity is screwed not like ghosts take over but apocalyptic like yeah Danny was keeping everyone safe but more importantly (and he didn’t even know) he was keeping balance and while others (ghosts and humans) try to keep the balance only a true halfa can do the ( following the Vlad and Dani aren’t true halfa Dani because she is a ectoplasmic clone making her more ghost than human and Vlad being more human than ghosts since it was impure ectoplasm and also didn’t kill him and bring him back instead mutated him over time
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Phantheory
What if Danny doesn’t have a core/ heart just the form he isn’t in takes its place so when he is human phantom becomes his heart and when he is ghost Fenton becomes his core that can also play into his immortality because you have to destroy both at once without giving him time to shift and some people proud themselves on being able to grow and adapt and that’s why Danny keeps getting new powers/getting stronger his core is human and why he can use his powers in human form because his heart is ghost
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DPxDC prompt
Ghost king Danny is an immortal/ďżźunfaded so every century or do he spend a few years in a different universe this time he is in one of super hero (dc/marvel/mha)universes(could be the first he visited or could have been to other in the past) but this time he forgot to release some of his power before he left ( running from the observant because even after all this time they are still a pain) the problem is ectoplasm is energy ďżźand Danny is just going around increasing the power of heroes and villains alike
Long story short op being walking around making other even stronger without realizing it or maybe he does and now has to go around and fix it other word pure overpowered chaos
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Prompt: Danny has been working with the justice league but he is Incredibly tight lipped on everything involving him, Amity park, and ghost only reason the justice league lets this slide is because even with ghost weapons they are a pain to deal with but one thing they do want to know is why Danny goes from being one of if not the nicest members ( rivaling Superman and Flash) to one of the scariest coldest most calculating nearly emotionless members (giving Batman a run for his money) and one day they get their answer TRUMA and tons of it now the League is trying to get him in therapy and if they thought ghosts were a pain before trying to get Danny into therapy makes fighting the injustice league ( pretty sure that’s their name) A walk in the park
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Does anyone know any fanfic where Danny becomes the ghost king and ends up leading a rebellion against ghost nobles that is all I remember about the story
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Children of the Forest
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Sometimes Danny trains the more artistic aspects of his powers in the nearby forest outside of Amity Park. Many blob ghosts and their familes are hiding there from hunters. They often observe him with great curiosty while he doesn't mind their presence.
I wanted to draw something more tranquil before the spooky season starts.
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Has there ever been a fic where team phantom just trains Jazz all I see is jazz just knowing or figure out as the story goes never Danny Sam and Tucker just taking the time to introduce jazz to their allies how to fight you just a wholesome (maybe semi-angsty) introduction to ghost
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