#old draft from 2023

[atiyasnake]

Wrote a lil something (Kinda rough drafty but there a general idea/vibe I wanted to get down)

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Danny never really got to do a lot of teen things or rebellion that wasn't due to the undead and government organization. Mind you, he did have fun and it was a ride for sure. But there was always that underlying fear and stress behind it all.

So when the GIW was no longer an issue and Phantom was no longer needed as a hero and Danny could actually live his life. He decided to have fun.

Moving to Gotham was to distance away from Phantom. A new beginning of sorts where his name and face were unknown. It also helped that Gotham was ghostly and death-touched so it felt like home. Alebiet a bit darker and more Gothic.

Danny thought it could use some color.

There were countless shades and ghosts in Gotham. Sad forgotten people and those unable to rest.

He had been doing some grafitti when he was talking to Rebecca, a ghost of a woman murdered 43 years ago. She had been an artist and particularly loved Danny's graffiti, adding comments about her own touches and advice. Eventually though, as with all ghosts, her death came up.

She had sighed and traced her fingers on her neck. A strangling, the perpetrator never caught. Danny listened to her story. To her restlessness at how that man continued to walk free and killed others.

But she was the first.

After that night, Danny's art was something a bit different. A date. and the words 'Death of an artist' underneath a new art piece. And in his art was a clue. A small challenge for someone to look further and solve the death from decades ago.

Danny had a following about his art. And soon social media picked it up and brought up the death of Rebecca. The police investigated and no sooner than a month later, the killer was arrested. Rebecca had smiled at him kindly before criticizing some of his linework with a teasing lilt in her voice.

After that, it happened more.

Ghosts came and talked about their death. Which was a funny thing. So many people said never to ask and yes that was polite, but that never meant a ghost didn't want to talk about it. There were some ghosts that Danny knew were always talking about their death.

Of course, there were some, where you had to tread lightly, or it was too recent. But more often than not, a ghost happily told you of their demise. Especially more so, when they could sense that Dany had a death of his own.

Though, they were polite enough to know not to ask about it.

_

(Now to the scene where Hood comes across someone throwing water balloons at the Joker)

When asked the particular reason as to why Danny was throwing said water balloons, he didn't even stop when he replied.

"Its called freedom of expression. And I'm" -throw- "am expressing "- throw - "my dislike"- throw - "of his particular"-throw-"humor. "

Hood, rightly and politely, did not interrupt or disagree.

Danny becomes a graffiti artist in Gotham. His paintings actually lead to clues that allow the police to solve multiple cold cases, he leaves clues that help get the wrongly accused free and the actually culprits caught. Danny also likes to be petty and also tags the businesses of billionaires. He also likes to tag the heroes and villains in Gotham with little paint bombs he made. He doesn't discriminate between them. Although Joker gets a little more than others. It had been a busy night in Gotham and Red Hood was surprised to find the Joker tied to a chair, gagged, hanging upside down, blindfolded and covered in paint. He was also surprised to see Gotham's newest street artist throwing water balloons full of paint at the Joker

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[abyssa111]

something died under my house and it brings an unhealthy vibe to the smoke sesh that seems to be scaring the health and vigor out of me

[xiiiwayfinders]

This is a Jessie Biggs and Wedge love and appreciation zone so if you like any of these characters please be my friend like I love them so much

[atiyasnake]

Wrote a bit @moonlight-stalker

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Danny thought he had accounted for all the inventions they were bringing. Nothing too bad or dangerous. He was so sure. There were really no weapons. All of them were on the fritz due to him so it was actually good inventions. Like the ghost line. Shields. Spector deflectors. Along with some other goodies that Danny was rather impressed that they had built.

But then Danny saw his dad pull out something new with a glow brighter than the others just showing unsafe levels of ecto. He had no idea what it did. And he was trying to think. Except there was a click.

The next thing Danny knew something strong and hot was hitting him in his gut and launching him back. He went airborne and saw a glimpse of Mr.Wayne's horrified face before his head crashed into wood and things became harder to see.

The force that he hit the man's door was similar to that of a ghost punch and this time he couldn't phase through the door. Not only to keep from revealing himself but also just because he was in too much pain to even bother thinking about it.

Luckily the door didn't completely break, but it did burst open into the hallways, the lock of it breaking from where his back hit it. This was definitely going to bruise badly. He hated the sound of the wood splintering right by his ear along with the ringing of hitting his head.

Danny could tell he passed a few bodies that were in the hallway. Then finally he stopped when he hit the bottom of the hallway wall. The wood detailing dug uncomfortably into his back as he curled up trying to breathe through the pain.

"I just don't understand. Did you mess with the systems honey?" Maddie asked fustratedly.

Danny looked up, ignoring the bodies and faces speaking to him. He saw Maddie get closer to Jack and how they began messing with the buttons. Only raising it higher where it would hurt a human for sure. Danny rushed to push himself up, much against the hands trying to keep him still. He had to move. "Dad wai-"

He saw Jack's big finger press the button again and Danny shoved aside the body who got in front of him. Luckily, just in time to see the glow before it hit his chest and once again he crashed into the wall. This time, when his head hit, his sight got a bit jumbled in terms of dark spots.

But he could tell that Mr. Wayne finally snatched the gun away and shut it off.

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Bruce had to say that in comparison to other meetings, this one had been going rather well. The Doctors were obviously enthusiastic about their work and were more than happy to explain in great detail how their devices worked. Even if they were a bit overeager in how they at times talked over each other and his desk was getting covered in different inventions. He was a bit concerned at some side remarks he'd have to look into later.

The other thing Bruce was interested in was Danny, the son the Fenton Doctors brought along seemed to know how to handle all the inventions with a lot more care than his parents. In fact, there were moments when he calmly and smoothly interjected with some information about the device. Oddly enough, to the surprise of his parents.

There were also his reactions to all the small comments his parents made even if Bruce didn't seem to fully understand them all.

Though, things went well until Jack took out something that looked like a gun. Bruce saw the wide-eye surprise and fear in Danny's face and he was about to say something when Jack eagerly without warning pressed the button. Then to Bruce's horror, he watched as Danny was blasted from his seat and into his door. The sound of impact he made was startling and even more so when he crashed into the hallway wall and fell into a heap onto the floor.

When Maddie began to speak, Bruce was sure he was about to hear her concern about Danny who was being surrounded by Bruce's own kids. Except, instead she began to go on about settings while Danny was pushing himself up from the floor.

Bruce saw Danny look at his parents, though dazed his gaze was so focused on the weapon Jack was messing with the setting. Bruce tried to say something and heard Danny call out but Jack simply pressed the button again.

Bruce felt his heart dropped when he saw Dick in the way of the weapon beam of energy that shot out. But a small hand pushed him aside and the glowing energy beam once again hit Danny causing his head to smack into the wall with a loud crack.

He didn't hesitate to snatch away the weapon, Bruce's 'unusual fast reflexes be dammed, he wouldn't let anyone else get hurt. Or Danny get more injured.

He had invited them for inventions and devices that could be useful, never did he ask for weapons, in fact, he was sure he had mentioned his dislike of them. He was about to begin yelling at them, playing up on his Brucie persona's distress when he heard more of a commotion in the hallway where he was sure Dick was trying to check up on Danny with the others.

"-op, wait I'm fine- just let me up!" Danny said, brushing off a hand gently pulling him up.

It was concerningly how fast he walked back into the office, ignoring everyone else and bee-lined for Bruce. Then with gentle but firm hands, Danny took the gun away from Bruce. "Uh excuse me- just need this for a sec."

Bruce watched as Danny carefully examined the gun, running his fingers along the weapon while making sure it was aimed away from everyone. It was with such surely the way he twisted small knobs, pressed down a series of pins that stuck out and then effectively shut the gun down from the looks of the glow dimming. All the while Maddie and Jack simply kept muttering to themselves about changes that needed to be made to it.

it was impressive as almost as it was off-putting the way Danny's hands didn't even shake despite the obviously singed fabric of his shirt and a part of his head looked slightly wet.

Bruce went to reach out a hand, "Danny are you alri-"

Danny turned quickly to his parents who finally moved out. "This needs recalibration and this part" - he pointed to something on the underside of the barrel- "is loose, I'll work on it when we get home."

"Perfect Dan-o!" Jack beamed and reached out to ruffle Danny's hair though before he could Danny stepped back out of reach. Jack didn't seem to notice.

"Yeah, no problem." He replied before quickly ducking away and grabbing a bag. Without looking away he said, "Sorry about that Mr. Wayne, I missed this one, but everything else is in good condition." He slowly, put away the inventions littering his desk away one by one, each of them having a quick inspection from Danny before going in the bag. "Weapons on the other hand are not up for business negotiations for distributions as they still need more work, as you can see." he chuckled a tiny bit before finally looking up at Bruce.

There was a strained smile on his face and now with all the items packed away, he could see the small tremor in Danny's hands.

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Note I wanted to put was that Danny, actually with his little inspection found out the source of the gun was a bloc ghost, a sick one that was seeking the most pure ectoplasm out of desperation and pain ( reason for the 'energy beam' going to Danny). Obv along with the pain from this and a part of Danny horrified his parents did this to a ghost even a small one like a blob ghost is horrifying to himself and he's simply trying not to break down :)

# 34 dcxdp

Danny's parents are asked to show off some of the invitations to Bruce Wayne Danny thought he had gotten to all of the weapons and made it so they wouldn't hone in on him. he thought that until he got blasted throw Mr. Wayne's offers door and almost hit his children well it's now time to do damage control for his parents

[campcrow2]

So….let’s get overly personal in a way that none of y’all care about but I wanna say it.

I am in end stage renal failure. I’m on dialysis and I’ve very much come to terms with I’ll probably be dead by 50. So anyways I’m on a reddit community for other people who are also undergoing dialysis. And someone made a post today be out being in a similar situation as me. They got their original when they were 15 and now their second kidney is failing so they are going back on dialysis. And they’re worried about dying before they make it to 50. And I get it’s tough to have a shortened life expectancy. But it’s also super fucking freeing. Like cool I’m gonna maybe get to 50. So I don’t have to worry about saving for retirement, I don’t have to worry about that shit. I have to worry about spending the time I have here doing what I want to do.

And it changes a lot. I’m a gay man who probably won’t have kids. I don’t have to worry about legacy or leaving things behind

[darewolfcreates]

Morels

[thistledropkick]

"For the first time in a long time, me and uncle Nobu decided to go drinking together, just the two of us.

Unusually, we had a sincere and serious conversation.

But then suddenly, some guy from another table came over and started talking to me.

"Are you Mr. Taichi?"

is what I thought he'd say, but

"You a local? Are there any good hostess clubs around here?"

is what he actually said.

What the hell!"

[atiyasnake]

Somewhere put there, the universe was laughing at him, this Danny was sure of.

Cause ofcourse to throw off the fact that he used to be a vigilante. Key word. Used to be since he was RETIRED. (Though one could say some of the things he had been doing in his freetime would suggest otherwise).He was just friendly to one of the heroes part of the young justice. Friendly enough to keep away the fact that he had souped a Kitty and John who really didn't know the word subtly.

But a bit too friendly because not even a week later he found two of them at his Door. Supposedly to check up on the robbery he had been involved in. Really he was there, just conveniently moving something so it fell and one of the actual current unrefined heroes could step in.

And keeping up the ruse he ran into another while out and soon enough, one day Danny walked into his apartment and found three of them debating on the snacks he had in his pantry. He tried to explain himself why there were no fruitloops allowed while, shoving some of his blueprints and a Fenton blaster into the closet.

So he was friendly and actually enjoyed the conversation. But tried to keep his ghostliness down and other implicating devices away from their eyes.

Though that was hard to do when the heroes showed up at odd hours and a few times starling him when he was too sleep deprived to keep down the glowing eyes bit and intimidating aura he tended to have.

Not that they said anything. Almost brushing over those little things. Which Danny appreciated and had no problem with.

Though, really maybe he should have considering what the heroes supposedly thought about him.

Danny didn't know how this had happened. He really didn't. All he had done was befriend the Young Justice as a civilian in order to throw them off the scent of some small time vigilantism he was doing. Now his rinky dink college apartment was like a hub for all the young superheroes. Both the Young Justice and the Teen Titans would stop by all the time. Hell, even the Outlaws and Titans popped in on occasion.

He won't lie, he does enjoy their company quite a bit. It's just that it's becoming increasingly hard to hide his former heroic tendencies with everyone constantly dropping by.

[ask-north]

[Continued From]

Finn: I'm really starting to wish those things would let me have something to do while I'm in there. Maybe a game or book... Heck, I'd even settle for a sudoku puzzle at this point! Finn: It just gets so boring floating around after a while.

✧ After a short moment of dusting herself off Finn eagerly began to look around in excitement. Just as North was about to start explaining the situation she was cut off by Finn's overly enthusiastic shouting.

✧ North only gave a sigh, shaking her head in disappointment. ✧ This day was just getting even more exhausting by the minute, it seemed like the more Pokemon she introduced the more tired she became.

North: Finn... I've never even had a Pokemon battle before. I don't know why you keep assuming we're going to fight someone every time I let you out.

✧ The Dewott looked suddenly disappointed at the reality.

✧ As the otter placed her shells back in their proper places, Atlas gave a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, he didn't want to fight a tiny otter who was clearly at a disadvantage. ✧ They obviously didn't know what Pokemon types were, if they did why would they challenge such an obvious electric type?

✧ Atlas' ears instantly perked up, he seemed very confused, didn't she just try to fight him? And now she was trying to shake his hand? This was something new, different and definitely not a proper truce gesture. ✧ Confused and unsure how to proceed the Zeraora nervously held out his hand as well, not quite meeting for a handshake but rather hovering his hand close to hers.

Atlas: {Ummm… Am I doing this right?} Atlas: {I really don't think that is the proper gesture for a truce, Isn't this a greeting-only gesture? Are our hands supposed to touch? I'm a bit confused.}

✧ Finn instantly backed up in surprise.

✧ North once again sighed, of course, no one ever listened to her, did they? Not even her own Pokemon.

→ Finn Volans profile has been unlocked! She will now be available for questions alongside the others. → North seems to be exhausted, she might be a little less lively.

[sallyrooneyprotagonist]

thinking about fanfiction dot net and how people in the summaries would write stuff like “WARNING: SLASH. Don’t like, don’t read”

[geckobrains]

girl who is eternally cursed to be a heartbroken little emo faggot until the end of time

[gnatlistens]

the instrumentals in Punisher are incredible. like waves, drowning underwater

[rars]

me: ahhhh i’m dyingggg

doctor: haha i’m sorry :P there’s nothing i can do to help. lmao. XD

[mortemcatabasis]

Repostober Day 4

Titled in order: "Maxwell's Entry", "Acid's Entry" & "Louis' Entry" All are dated September 28th 2015

Yet another childhood project and its the biggest one yet, it was called "A Firefly's Path" and was going to be renamed "Star Field" but ol Bethany Esda beat me to that one, AFP was basically mario galaxy & homestuck kinda just shoved in a blender with a good helping of dark souls boss design inspo. This lil series was supposed to be opening scenes of some of the characters awakening in their respective purgatory where they will imminently be reduced to chunky marinara by the denizens of the planets.

[takecareluv]

i read about love so often that it makes me feel as if i’ve experienced it a million different times. and then i sit back and remember i’ve never held someone’s hand or been on a date. i’ve never known that safe feeling of being wrapped up in the person you love’s arms or the warmth you feel every time you see them — like a piece of you had been missing every moment you spent without them. i’ve never found a home in someone’s heart, and no one has taken the time to become comfortable in mine

[teas-hotel]

wait gus...... what if. when i finallly make my new email and everythin. what if i just reblog everything from @tforthetea WITH A TAGGING SYS. bc that way all my old stffu (that i like/deem important. basically everything) is still there. but BETTER.