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[bluerosefox]

Daughter of Phantom, Lady Gotham.

I love Lady Gotham stuff in the DCxDP stories, like a lot, so what if, hear me out (Long post is long, I rambled again)

Lady Gotham is Danny's daughter.

How? How about Danny is hurt (his parents? GIW? Vlad?), like badly, to the point even his core is damaged and the time needed to heal would take years, like a lot of years. Like it was bad that even his Rogues were shocked and shaken. They eventually get him to the Realms but are unsure what to do next. So they're scrambling trying to figure out how to save him.

So when CW appeared he asked to handed the Core because he knows what to do, where to hide him so he can heal they don't question it, everyone in the Realms know CW, the Ancient of Time itself, has a soft spot for Phantom. He opens a portal to a different world, not Danny's he can't run the risk of GIW finding him, to a just beginning world, the new world will help speed up his healing, and with Frostbite's help they set up a healing chamber deep, deep in the ground. Once they made sure everything is set up and safe, they place his core inside the healing pod and return every so often to check on him.

Over time though, above on the surface of that world it's timeline starts. Animals, creatures, humans, aliens, magic users, etc etc begin and with it, because even as a half healing core, Danny's power and ectoplasm starts effecting the area he's resting in (Ghost King Danny? Young/New Ancient/Eldritch Being? Or just an OP Danny?) (Clockwork and even Frostbite showing up every so often doesn't help either, it explains why Gotham is so cold sometimes or why time seems... off)

Anyways due to Danny's power (along with bits of Clockwork and Frostbite), magic of this world, and people beginning to build a small town on top of the land it gives birth to the namesake of the town.

GOTHAM.

CW foresaw her 'birth' and finds her sitting in front of Danny's healing pod. He always knew Gotham would eventually form, the belief/love her people have in her would had given her a form eventually he just wasn't expecting her to form so soon (this is why Danny remains his favorite person, he always did something CW never really see's to often) nor was he expecting her to become Danny's daughter. Gotham looks a bit like Danny, dark hair, blue eyes, pointed ears, sharp teeth, glowing star like freckles, but she also reflects her people, the ones that call Gotham home so her image shifts sometimes. But he can see small hints of maybe himself and Frostbite in the shifts.

She is 100% Danny's daughter via spirit/ectoplasm. If anything CW and Frostbite are like many times removed family members when it comes down to ectoplasm.

She's silent for a moment before she asks if "You and the other come here often to see him... The one sleeping is he my father?" Which CW does confirm, he explains why Danny is healing and who he and Frostbite are and why they show up to make sure he is doing better. How his healing will take many, many years. She goes silent again before saying "Teach me how to protect him. I am new and young compared to others... and yet I already know if anyone desires him for the power he gives, they will stop at nothing. He is my father and I am his daughter, I need to keep him safe just how I know he would keep me safe. This much I know."

CW agrees.

She learns, from her father's allies (CW, Frostbite, Pandora, etc etc) how to defend and fight. How to protect what she loves. She watches over her father and fights off demon's, monsters, sometimes an alien that senses the slumbering power, evil magic users. Etc. She watches over the town and people who named her as well, falls in love with the humans who call her home as well and defends them as well.

She even gets the blunt force of a curse a powerful old entity that tired to place it on her father after she had just banished it from her lands. It's an old powerful curse that CW or Frostbite can't rid of because it would weaken her far to much that they run the risk of her fading, the only way to get rid of it is if she had a family member feeding her ectoplasim to help sustain her. (Her aunts can't because Jazz isn't ghostly enough and Danielle can't because hers is limited due to being a clone (like she has enough for herself but does need to visit the Infinite Realms during her travels to get more ectoplasim to filter in and out). Danny is their only chance because he's constantly filtering ectoplasim in and out and even creating it because of how he died with a portal opening up at the same time)

The curse slowly starts eating away at Gotham, makes it hard for her to have a solid corporeal form because pain (when she has to use this form to fight off others she has to bare through the pain), her appearance starts changing (eyes turn from sharp ice blue to glowing yellow, skin turns deathly sickly pale, her star freckles slowly blinking in and out, hands become inked claws, her dark hair is unkempt and spills like an oil sludge down her body and face) and because Danny is still healing himself he can't help her and she can't see him all too often anymore because she doesn't want to run the risk of the curse effecting his healing core, she does get updates from the other ghosts that visit him and then her. She still defends him though, outside of his healing chambers should on the rare chance something finds it way down to him.

Eventually due to Danny's and Gotham's natural ectoplasim filtering on the lands, visiting and powerful ghosts, Gotham fighting off powerful beings trying to use her father for power, and the curse on Gotham herself, the town that had been built on the ground above by humans becomes the very city we all know.

Its a whole mixed bag do to so many factors, that's why Gotham is the way it is.

Gotham does her best to keep her people safe from well... everything but due to the curse and the fighting off another person/entity/demon/magic user/etc coming for her father's power, she can't always do much by the time one crisis is over and a new one pops up, she's slowly breaking down the longer it takes.

That's why she has a soft spot for her Dark Knight and his family and allies, they help her from the pain from the curse by trying as both the Wayne's and as the Batclan to fix up her city self, its not enough to really fix her fully but it helps with the pain that eats at her.

She does her best to give them tiny blessings though, but due to her duty of protecting her father she can't always do much (she wept when news of Jason, her second Robin, her rough around the edges bookworm, had died came to her. She couldn't protect him because he was out of her reach. Its why when Joker returned she made it very hard for him to really gain his foothold in her again but had to stop because CW told her if she kept making it too hard for the clown he'd go running off to 'play' with a different hero and that... that timeline would lead the world to ruin. She begrudgingly stopped but when Joker had taken her third Robin, her tiny Tim the one she loved watching shadow her knights, she did everything she could to keep him sane from the pain he had been put in, and lead Batman to the warehouse to save him. Also it turns out her heartbreak over Jason's death, her curse acting up, and her ectoplasim sparking off at the same time it helped bring him back from his grave not fully but somewhat, she was so shocked that she didn't have time to send hints to Bruce to get him when he was taken by Talia and once again out of her reach. She tried hinting it to Bruce that Talia had taken him but by the time he would check on the League, Talia would had moved him)

Gotham, depsite being young in the eyes of many other powerful beings and entities has held her own and kept those that wanted to use her father for power packing. Despite being cursed that is slowly eating her alive she still holds onto the hope her father will awaken and she will finally get to meet him. (She hopes she made him proud, he is a protector spirit core after all and she had been steadfast with keeping him safe all these years).

Things however take a turn for the worse when Gotham awakens from some sort of powerful slumber (she doesn't know what happened?! Did something knock her out?! When did she fall asleep?! Was it magic? Did the curse do it? Did someone or something-) And discovers someone or something had managed to steal her father slumbering core. (So close to healing, so close to awakening according to Frostbite, just a few more days he says. Just. A. Few. More. Days)

She tries to go find him but is suddenly hurting more, her curse has progressed even worse, she can barely stand, let alone fight whoever had her father. And she knows her father's friends won't be back to see her until far later.

And then all of Gotham shakes and shudders when her rage, panic, and terror are felt that early morning.

-×-×-

Deep in the Batcave, Batman and the others are searching for whatever caused that strange almost magical but not (ectoplasm) shudder that morning.

They were expecting a full scale attack. Magical, alien, maybe even all the Rogues in Gotham working together. An all scaled war. They were looking for any signs of it, maybe to by some miracle stop it before it becomes to late.

They however weren't expecting a strange sick looking woman with yellow glowing eyes, oil ink like hair covering her face and body, clawed hands like they had dipped in ink as well, star like freckles blinking in and out on her body and face, sharp ears, breathing heavily and coughing every so often to appear in the cave. Like she had sunk out from the shadows in pure silence. (Even Cass did not hear her)

Nor were they expecting her not to even flinch when they trained their weapons onto her. Instead all she did was laugh, a raspy low laugh, but it held warmth and mirth.

"Now, now my knights... No need for that. I come needing help and you are the only ones I will ever trust with this mission..." her voice was soft but harsh, talking seemed to hurt her though for she had to take deep breaths and suppress a cough. Her eyes trailed across them all, despite her sickly look her eyes gleamed with a motherly warmth in a strange sense, something all of them could feel "I can not hold this corporal form for long. Long story short I am cursed, have been for a very long time and whatever happened to me earlier this morning has aggravated it even more and thus I can not stay in the world of the 'living' to do much. My father, the one I have been protecting since my creation from all sorts of terrible and dangerous things, for should they get a hold of him it could spell the end of life itself for he is that powerful, has been taken from his healing chamber. I do not know who or where but I know he still remains in the city, that much I can sense."

She coughed and took a shuddering breath "But alas I can not go to his aid as I once has been able to, this is where you all come in. I need you to find my father, find his core. Bring him to safety. I had fought so many to keep him safe, to make sure he heals in peace for so long, and he... So close. Just a few more days he needed... then I could had finally had met him."

She lightly muttered those last few words, eyes looking lost for a moment before coughing hard.

"Who are you." Batman, Bruce Wayne, stonely demanded but for some reason he couldn't help but feel like he knows her, like from a foggy memory, and by the looks of his family they all could sense the same thing.

The woman, or whatever she was, merely smiled, sharp teeth bared in it as she looked him right in the eyes and said.

"Gotham, my dear Dark Knight. I am Lady Gotham herself. Its wonderful to finally meet you despite the circumstances."

[trumpetbot]

Jonny D’Ville being wholesome? Its more likely than you think

[otakuwithapen]

We’d leave,

And we’d laugh at the ghosts of our fears,

We were gods.

We were kids.

Lyrics from Battle Cries by The Amazing Devil

[jacks347]

I want to make a song fic for Sam with Hozier lyrics and the urge is shockingly hard to resist

It's slowly killing me

[hippolotamus]

Darling, are you having those thoughts again? the ones about... you know I- maybe Maybe? ... yes ... Shall I mute my colors for you? Dull them down to black and white? Don't answer that Just wait here I'll stain myself in shades of gray There Is this better? Are you sure? pieces - original poem by me

tagging some folks who may be interested (not 911 or SC content so feel free to ignore if not) @shortsighted-owl @alyxmastershipper @blackandwhiteandrose @stereopticons @spotsandsocks @elvensorceress @panbuckley @thewolvesof1998 @buddierights @911onabc @heartshapedvows @heartbeatdiaz @prince-buck-diaz @mysteriouslyyounggalaxy @honestlydarkprincess @statueinthestone @waknatious @jesuisici33 @monsterrae1 @chaosandwolves

[canonicaly-ace]

But yeah sure keep telling me how the anti-zionists are the good guys here

[hoperays-song]

[neims-skeleton-obsession]

I really hope Skulduggery got a grave.

He had next to no dignity in his death, so i hope he had that at least. Ofc it wouldnt have his body- whole being put on a spike thing but a memorial would you'd hope he'd have one, for when they thought he was dead dead- there'd be no reason to not. but it was during the war so maybe there just wasnt time but id like to think that the dead men, ghastly especially, got together and held or made something. same thing goes for his wife and kid. they deserve that, minimum, because 1) everyone does and 2) everything they went through. and i think they deserve to be more than the things used to get to skulduggery

i just hope he and his family had something.

[silversiren1101]

Love getting fucky ass achievements in a game I have hundreds of hours in I didn't know existed.

Mainly because I didn't think Kingmaker was sophisticated enough engine-wise to even be able to do a mechanic like this.

[whaledocboi]

i, once again, spent my time on important things

making this graph (?) also made me realize that i have an ungodly amount of drawings of camila warriornun, like im not even kidding when i say this isnt even half of it

[just-slightly-chayotic]

Jeff Satur as my favourite reaction images (1/?)

[pja-party]

Brightgoat's patreon have so many casino cups art.... exclusively.

I'm going insane.

I SWEAR I WILL SUBSCRIBE WHEN I EARN ENOUGH MONEY!!!

[winteringthesnow]

lmfao i just finished watching lmk s4 and now this only left me wanting moer-- possibly waiting for s5 or another special, and an album FULL of screenshots of a specific monkeyTvT.

HES SO ADORABLE I SWEAR

[not-poignant]

55/? - Underline the Black (omegaverse) - Efnisien/Gary

Title: Underline the Black Rating: Explicit Pairing: Efnisien ap Wledig/Dr Gary Konowalous Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Darkfic, Disturbing themes, Omegaverse, Alpha/Alpha, no Mpreg, Medical experimentation, Medical trauma, Dominance/Submission, Dystopian universe, Forced bonding, Forced relationship, Imprisonment, Nonconsensual medical procedures, PTSD, Flashbacks, Nightmares, Chronic illness, Mating cycles/Heats, Knotting, Miscommunication, Trauma recovery, Mind control, Child Abuse, Hope, Hopeful ending.

Summary: Efnisien ap Wledig is an omega born into an all-alpha family. Abandoned by his birth mother and raised by his aunt, he is subjected to a lifetime of medical experimentation and brainwashing and believes himself to be an alpha. But the experiments begin to fail, and he is abandoned yet again to an Omega Rehabilitation Facility, where the family expects he will be retrained into the ‘perfect omega’ and placed in an arranged marriage, or be eliminated if this is no longer possible.

The Facility don’t know about the experiments, and Efnisien doesn’t even know why he’s in there in the first place, since he’s an alpha…isn’t he? One thing’s for certain, he definitely doesn’t need an alpha companion, no matter what the staff at the facility seem to think.

Underline the Black - Chapter 55 - Research @ AO3

In which Efnisien decides it's time to research more about James' and Gary's history together, and falls deeper and deeper into the pit of understanding more about Gary, and finding more empathy for him than he expected.

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[celestialseawitch-ff]

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(( That's a WHOLE ASS bouquet! ))

Harry didn’t say anything. She came around her desk and crossed her arms over her chest.

“Why are you so fixated on me? On this? I’ve told you I’m not interested.”

“Then stop staring at my lips.”

Hermione’s eyes snapped up to his, her cheeks pink. She swallowed thickly.

“Sexual attraction does not mean we’re compatible marriage partners.”

“But it means we’re compatible in some way.” He tucked a lock of curls behind her ear. His fingers traced the curve of her face. “I think we’re compatible in more than a few ways.”

Hermione felt her heart hammer against her ribcage. Her body trembled. 

“That’s not- that’s not good enough,” she whispered. 

Harry stepped closer and his scent of wind and sage enveloped her. Her lashes fluttered.

“I thought you wanted to settle down,” he whispered. “That’s what I want too.”

“I don’t even know you.”

His nose lightly brushed hers. “Get to know me,” he breathed.

His lips touched hers and Hermione’s eyes fluttered shut. She leaned into him without thought. His lips were so soft and full against her own. His arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her flush against him. His hand slid up her back and tangled in her loose curls. She felt herself get lost in the security of his embrace. His enticing scent had her melting into him.

He tasted like peppermint.

Hermione moaned.

A throat cleared.

Hermione’s eyes shot open and she pushed Harry away. He broke the kiss and swallowed before stepping back. Hermione raised a hand to her mouth and felt her entire face turn red when she saw Minerva standing in the doorway.

The headmistress’ eyebrows were high on her forehead as she stared at the sight before her. 

Harry winked, completely unashamed. “Morning, Minnie.”

“Harry, darling,” Minerva greeted warmly, if a bit amused.

Hermione glanced back and forth between them.

“I like that shade of lip gloss on you,” Minerva quipped.

Hermione’s head shot around to Harry and she felt herself die a little inside at the sight of her lip gloss on his face.

Harry’s grin widened. “Thanks,” he said as he wiped the makeup onto his hand, “it’s strawberry flavoured, I think.”

Hermione dropped her face into her hands. “Oh my god.”

“The children will be arriving soon. Perhaps this can wait until after hours?”

“Yes, of course,” Hermione rushed to say. “I’m so sorry. It’s completely unprofessional and I-”

“-We’ll pick it up over dinner tonight, Minnie. Don’t worry.”

Hermione glared at Harry.

“Dinner?” Minerva questioned, amused.

“I already have plans with Min and Otis, thank you,” Hermione snappishly informed Harry as she crossed her arms over her chest.

Harry was unswayed. “A double date then?”

Hermione scoffed at the same time that Minerva said, “That’s a lovely idea.”

“Minerva!” Hermione took a few steps towards her colleague. “We have other things to discuss tonight.” 

They were going to talk about the school and their options over dinner tonight. 

“Other things can wait,” Minerva told her. She raised an eyebrow at Harry. “Seven sharp, Mr. Potter. Don’t be late.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it, Minnie.”

Minerva left with an amused smile on her face. Hermione turned and glared furiously at Harry.

“You have no idea what you’ve just done.”

“I’ve made an opportunity for us to get to know each other.”

“You’re impossible.”

Harry nodded and shrugged. “I’ve had people say worse.”

“Do you ever quit?”

“Not if it’s worth it.”

Hermione rolled her eyes. “How did you even know I worked here?” 

He opened his mouth- 

“-You know what? No. I don’t care. Just go. And don’t you dare show up for dinner tonight.”

Harry laughed as he headed for the door. “As if I’d disobey Minerva McGonagall.”

“I’m going to hex you so badly,” she threatened.

He turned and smiled at her. “Is it bad that I kind of hope you do?”

He left before she could draw her wand. Hermione stood in the middle of her classroom, furious, frustrated, and ridiculously aroused. 

“Absolute wanker.”