#crown au

[mischiefmanaged71]

Let’s Fall In Love For The Night - (10/10)

Summary: Being the eldest daughter of a Duke and Duchess means that Lady Y/N has been prepared for society; to fulfil her duties as the next heir to her family name and estate. However, she dreams of so much more than that, particularly, finding someone she truly loves rather than a political match. Intrigue sparks an idea with the introduction of Tom Bennett, a soldier she meets on a Press tour - forming a new relationship that could either make or break her apart should things turn against her favour.

Pairing: Tom Bennett x fem! reader

After all that time, it was finally their turn to rest. Without a moment of questioning the hour. Returning to an empty room, alone. Nor a lengthy journey across cities. It wasn’t a question of time spent apart causing their feelings to depart. Or a matter of wondering whether they were okay. If they were alive. Now, they could exist in each other’s arms with the knowledge they were together. 

That they were alive and here with one another. More than simply existing, but holding onto a promise. Despite the work of fate and time, Tom was able to come back home to her, even if for a short time. 

They sat there against the bedrest in the shared bedroom. Lois had left that morning to allow them some semblance of privacy so they could talk. She rest against her head on him, a hand on his chest to feel the thump of his heart. He broke the silence with a soft whisper.

“Were you worried about me?” 

She peered up at him. “Since the moment you left.”

Tom blinked, hoping to reassure her. “I’m alright, love.”

Tears glistened in her eyes as she spoke, “I always think about you--worrying if you’re okay.” 

“I worry about you too.” he murmured, caressing her arm. “It hurt. Having to leave.”

It was after weeks of no news and hearing his ship was attacked that almost sent her into a down-spiral. The only comfort was in being in his arms where he could remind her of the steadiness of his heart. She sighed, resting her head on his shoulder. “I spoke with my parents.”

Tom fell silent, listening to her. She explained how her father apologised for his actions and how he was eager to rectify it. Y/N hoped that meant they were moving to accept them; their relationship. She saw they were willing to become better. To see how their daughter felt for him and accept him.

“It’s you.” she confessed. “Its always been you.” Not that they hadn’t spoken similar words to each other before. This was a necessary step to branch the gap. The hurt that had come from the space between them. 

Tom softened at her words, blinking at her. He had waited a long time to hear those words. To satisfy that part that they were meant for each other. He wanted to reassure her, but they promised to be honest with each other--even if the truth would hurt. Nonetheless, he couldn’t look in her eyes when the hurt followed.

“Dad says I have to go back.” his lips formed a tight line, restraining from trembling. “They won’t take me.” speaking of the pacifists.

He didn’t want to return to the bloodshed and death on those ships. It could very well be one of the last things he did if he returned. Tom didn’t have much of a choice in it all, otherwise the repercussions of deserting were the alternate. His eyes glossed over with tears but a hand caressed his cheek, ebbing the strain from his temples away.

“Then I’ll wait for you.” she said. Tom peered down at her from his perched arm with surprise lighting his eyes. 

“I don’t know how long I’ll gone this time.” his eyes searched her face.

She shook her head, despite the pain in her chest. “It doesn’t matter.”

“I-I...” he breathed, a hint of something else in his eyes that she hadn’t seen before. Fear, as he hesitated. “I’m afraid this time. What if-”

“-Don’t.” her voice strained. “Don’t say that.”

He sighed, tilting his head. “Nothing is certain.”

She gripped his hand. “I’ll wait for you.”

“Even after this?” he whispered. “Even knowing how much it hurts.  

“For you, I would.” she blinked away at the tears in her eyes. “There’s no one else for me, except you. I don’t care how long I have to wait, as long as you come back to me, Tom.”

The tender moment filtered into a silence that was only filled by the singing of their hearts. The calm serenity of the rain pattering the background, the warmth of his body against her’s. 

Tom unclenched his jaw, nodding. “I will. I’ll come back to you.”

“You promise?” she asked, holding onto his words as he leaned closer, tugging her at the waist.

“Promise.” he replied, melding his lips against her’s. 

***

The reel winds, the shuttering sound flickering off before it settles and the pictures begin to move. The clusters of white, black and grey settle and melded into the frame. The camera shook slightly before settling on a far off image. Its was a vast landscape revealing the ocean and the beach. 

The camera turned and focused on a figure in the distance, standing in the water along the shoreline. The woman’s hair fluttered in the wind, her skirt billowing around her as she holds the ends above her shins to save from the water. She glanced around before settling on the camera, a great smile growing on her lips. A knowing look in her eyes as she leaves it behind, walking over to the person holding the camera.

“Hello gorgeous.” Tom voiced. His words cause her face to flush.  “No! Don’t run away.”

A smile lit her face as she batted away his hands, reaching for the camera to flip it around. “Here we are today. We decided on a walk about. What time is it?”

“Around half past four.” Tom replied, the slightest upturn of his lips as he glanced to look at his surroundings. “Not anyone in sight. Just us.” 

“Just how I like it.” Y/N said, a giggle bubbling from her chest. “This is my favourite place.”

“I thought you’re favourite place was with the horses.” he retorted.

“No. My favourite place is where you are.” she replied, catching the way his eyes lit up in realisation, the slightest flush to his cheeks. That great smile she loved arrived and she chuckled. “Now who’s blushing?”

Tom’s hand darted out to grab the camera, the sound of her laughter bubbling through the sound feed. He pulled it, resting it down to lean against something on the sand a far bit from them. Y/N settled on a blanket, Tom’s feet carrying him to sit next to her. 

He pulled her into his chest, the woman resting there comfortably. The wind gently blew her hair around, Tom’s brushing against his forehead. It was a silent moment, save for the words that couldn’t be picked up between the lovers. The words they murmured to each other in the quiet especially meant for them and no one else. As they made promises to each other and held onto them, pledging to keep them even when the odds seemed stacked high. 

He had brushed the hair from her face, cupping her jaw as he looked down at her. She looked up as he leaned in, pressing his lips to her forehead. And she rested against his chest, allowing herself to rest in the safety of his arms. To memorise these soft parts of him meant entirely for her, until the next moment they join hands.

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@pearlstiare @chainsawsangel @aemonds-sapphire @xcharlottemikaelsonx @padfooteyes @batsyforyou @yentroucnagol @cl-0-vr @viviartsy @h3k3t @arcana-greenleaf @yummycastiel @lauraneedstochill @rntrsna @schniiipsel @caribbeangal @ccosmic-illusion @aemonds-wifey @sahanna​

#tom bennett x reader #tom bennett #world on fire #aemond #aemond x reader #ewan mitchell #tom bennett x you #crown au

[hand-painted-5tars]

Crown au doodles and ning in the crown au doodles

#cas doodles #txt #taehyun #kai #tyunning #huekang #kang #dear sputnik #Crown au #trans!Kai #and his loving boyfriend Taehyun #i actually have a couple of stuff written for this au #its fine and they dimension swap bodies like in two timelines #in the second timeline everyone loser their memories and taehyun is trans instead of kai and the only one with memory is beomgyu #who in that dimension is dating taehyun and taehyun isnt out yet #but anyways i never went much bcs i did some WILD gender exploration writing #but trans kai and trans taehyun are important to me #my summer

[paxopalotls]

stressed about chem exams so I did a ghost king doodle to cope

#I like the nonconventional crown designs tbh #the stars here are the Corona Australis and Corona Borealis #and ofc I had to throw in some northern lights #bc ice powers duh #I'd probably have added more constellations but I got lazy #there's a few that feel thematically appropriate #like the balance the microscope the hunter the chameleon #to name a few #danny phantom #danny phantom fanart #danny fenton #ghost king danny #ghost king au #pax art #pax doodles

[mutodaes]

The Shepherd of Souls

I had an idea for a COTL AU in which the Lamb is a reincarnation of the original god of death, known as the Shepherd of Souls.

#my art #cult of the lamb #the lamb #cotl lamb #cotl narinder #cotl au #cotl fanart #relics of the old faith added some very interesting lore surrounding how one would become a bishop #so the idea is that Narinder found the crown after the gods' war #and the lamb was fated to be chosen as his vessel (and eventual successor) because they were the original wearer of the crown #illustration #narilamb #< adding this tag bc. yeah 👍

[panoffrying]

Leshy feels his brothers face.

I always imagined that without Leshys crown he is fully blind but he has a good sense of smell based on what we learn from when he’s turned into a follower. I imagine at some point the bishops will learn to be a family again (not the best but they are working on it) and Leshy wants to feel Narinders face to get an idea because it’s been a while. This is my gf @7moonbird idea

extra:

#Perfection was not my goal when making this #i feed you #Leshy asmr #moonbirds ideas #cult of the lamb #cotl #cotl leshy #cotl narinder #cult of lamb narinder #cult of the lamb leshy #my art #the shattered crown au #cotl headcanons #my headcanons

[thebrainrotsreal]

Different ghost king outfits! (o^ ^o) Always adored the au as soon as I heard about it, but I never tried to design what it would look like until now! Left outfit is where I tried inverting Danny's usual ghost fit as jumping point, the middle is going ham with more a space/ecto theme, and the last is focusing more on Danny's ice core/powers! The middle's cape, hood, and ruffles near the belt-like bit are all pieces of void/portals, reaching through can pull out anything, and it can shrink or expand to his will!

#danny fenton #danny phantom #phanart #ghost king danny #ghost king au #danny phantom fanart #dp fanart #dp danny #i like to think considering how venomously against danny would be in actually being a ghost king or prince #the somewhat sentient jewerly and/or royal outfits would try being appealing to him by becoming space themed #since he does love space! #if you're wondering why he doesn't wear a crown in the other ones it's because I can hardly see him wearing one personally! #my art! #BEHOLD! an art tag for my art :]

[misswoozi]

Whoever did that “which idol would date Spider-Man?” ask…don’t tempt me bro cause I will do it. It made me wanna go back to my roots lmao - 👑

OMG CROWN ANON, YOU HAVE A GO-TO K-POP BOY SPIDERMAN FAN CAST TOO?

AU in which there are two "competing" Spider-MEN -- Jungkook and Mark. the media paints them as rivals when, in reality, they're both just doing their best to fight off the unusually high concentration of monsters and villains in their city.

#spider-men #crown au

[beybuniki]

they should go on a fishing trip pt.1

#DONT COMMENT ON THE BACKGROUND I KNOWWWWWWWWWWWW #anyway this is day 1. they take a bus. the bakugo household has fishing gear so ´deku is wearing bakugo's onesoe (?) and bakugo is wearing #his dad's. and notices he has grown :') #anyway they take a BUS and don't feel like doing this at all it's awkward for so many reason #also trying to relax after everything is neurologically just really hard they might be hyperivgilant dik #and there's so much they never got to unpack bnut they have to and they have to start somewhere and with someone #deku makes that flower crown while bakugo preps everything and they both look at it and are thrown back into their childhood 🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️ #and at first they just sit and wait for the bavarian fish to bite (rody should make a cameo tbh) but then bakugo breaks the iceeee. #and he starts with their moms because their moms have been such a stubbron connection between these two :') #and deku answers with the usual 'good :) how's your mom :)?' and to everyone's surprise he actually opens up #and tells deku about his mom's insomnia because she watched her son die (that shit was live streamed tpo 10 bnha tweets btw) #idk i love to think of their moms being a very easy subject to connect through i think it's easier for them that way to be more vulnerablei #and then some fish biteeeeeeeeeeee #but like 3 small ones so they have to gather berries and mushrooms and make stew (dw there's an aldi this is bavaria after all) #but yeah day 1 is a bit weird like it's just them in the woods with no distractions #which is so different from whatever went on during their 1st year of high school #don't read this i will throw up i just need this somewhere this is my public scrapbook #bnha #deku #midoriya izuku #bakugo katsuki #the flower crown on their knees makes this a bit homosexual but fishing is always homosexual im not fighting against that #au: #fishing

[cracklewink]

Part 4.5/5 of my mlp infection AU, Harmony Syndrome!

I had to split up the finale because I had too many ideas for it and it got too long lol. The actual final part will be along soon!

#mlp #my little pony #mlp infection au #mlp infection #mlp fim #sunset shimmer #Sunset's final message #Making Sunset the mc of my infection au because shes my favorite #sorry twilight i love you too #SS's mutant star horn is supposed to kind of look like a crown like twilight's old element tiara thing #SHE IS A PRINCESS IN MY HEARTTTTTT

[elalalune]

His majesty doesn't seem to know what personal space means 😔

(Wonderland au)

#one piece #shuggy #shanks #buggy #red haired shanks #buggy the clown #shanks x buggy #buggy in wonderland au #my art #my other caption idea was Shanks: 🖐| ) )Buggy: 🖐 (. )( .) #also shanks' crown can shrink when he's not in court so I dont have to make his crown the same size whenever I draw him

[rexxkazu]

“Flowers”

I had this little scene in my head sooo, it got drawn ^^

Its kinda rushed- but oh well

Extra doodle under the cut:

#emo cat gets ‘flower crowned’ #my art #cotl #cult of the lamb #cotl narinder #cotl lamb #cotl au #narilamb #narinder x lamb

[mischiefmanaged71]

Let’s Fall In Love For The Night - (9/10)

Summary: Being the eldest daughter of a Duke and Duchess means that Lady Y/N has been prepared for society; to fulfil her duties as the next heir to her family name and estate. However, she dreams of so much more than that, particularly, finding someone she truly loves rather than a political match. Intrigue sparks an idea with the introduction of Tom Bennett, a soldier she meets on a Press tour - forming a new relationship that could either make or break her apart should things turn against her favour.

Pairing: Tom Bennett x fem! Reader

“Do you think you were too harsh on her?”

The Duke glanced at his wife, catching the stern look on her face as she studied him. The empty seat at the table remained as it had for the past three weeks. Y/N had become a shell of the person she previously was. They failed to recognise their daughter as she fell into a new routine. One teetering on self-destructive as she locked herself away. Meals were taken in her room, or at later hours when solitude was suitable. The woman waiting for her soldier to return from a devastating war. The consequences were direly affecting her resolve, forcing her into a fragile state. 

His face relaxed, regarding the empty chair with a solemn look. “I did what I thought was right.”

“But you see what this is doing to her?” her voice lowered, “It’s tearing her apart.” She watched as her husband’s resolve shrivelled with each word. “You know it as I do."

"Who are we to stop her from being happy?”

He met her eyes, “I am only trying to protect her. That’s all I want.”

“We can protect and support her at the same time. Can't we?"

“You know the ferocity of these people. What they’ll all do to her and this family if it gets out.”

“I rather think she would do fine on her own. We’ve raised her to be resilient and strong. We can’t hold onto her forever, Richard.” he’s left with that note.

***

Every day, she listened to the radio. 

And every day, she received nothing.

Although no news was oftentimes better than the inevitable letter many awaited.

The next morning, her younger brother managed to coax her to join them at breakfast. He had managed it with his softened gaze and a gentle smile. Her family missed her presence and so she sat there at the table quietly. The sun shone briefly that morning, the clouds drawing closer. The room was cast in a grey light, the clinking of cutlery and the radio filling her ears.

“News arrived yesterday of the survivors at Dunkirk. A confirmed list of the troops rescued on the shore was tallied this morning. British soldiers were rescued from several vessels, including the HMS Exeter-”

A knife twisted in her chest at the word. The fork clattered on the table as she listened patiently, the sound of chatter ceasing with it. 

“Recorded numbers are in the thousands... many were unaccounted for...stranded at Dunkirk.”

Many erratic thoughts rushed through her mind. It darted from worry to shock within a second at the image of him stranded and alone. Their promise was a far cry in the schemes of a war. Promises were easily broken in the scope where life and death were concerned. Breathing suddenly became difficult as the prospect of his body wrecked her.

Y/N’s breath grew shaky. She pushed her chair out, finding the eyes on her. Her mouth parted as she flickered back to the radio. The impulse stirred in her before she moved, departing from the room. 

The footsteps thundered behind her on the floorboards. Y/N heard her father call out her name, but ignored it. She swung her bedroom door open, grabbing her coat and keys.

Her mother’s concerned voice reached her through the haze. “Please, talk to us.”

A blank stare and glistening eyes reached her parents standing in her doorway. “What do you want me to say?”

Uncertainty brewed in their eyes as they stepped around the topic. “We’re worried about you, darling.” 

She withheld a scoff, nodding her head. “Of course.”

“Where are you going?” her father nodded, looking down at the keys in her hand.

“I have to know.” her voice shook.

“Have you thought about this? What are you going to do?” he asked her.

“I don’t need to consider anything. Did you not just hear what I did?” Y/N gasped out, her heart clambering in her throat. 

“He-”, she choked out, clenching her fists as her eyes fell shut. “-He could be dead. Just let me go. Please. I will never ask anything of you again.”

“Please.” her parents’ expressions softened at the pain in their daughter’s voice. The agony was evident in her face as she pleaded for respite. She watched her parents glance at each other, the Duke eventually nodding his head.

Y/N’s mouth formed a tight line as she withheld a sob. Her hands shook, holding onto the keys like a life line. 

“Go to him.” he said.

Surprise lit in her eyes at his words.

“I-I was...” her father paused, guilt written over his face. “I was wrong. I understand now-- the extent of your feelings. What I did...it was a matter of protecting you, in my mind. But to you...Darling, I will work to make this up to you every day if it means that I’ll have you in my life.” he gulped. “All I’ve wanted was to protect my children. Not to be the source of their pain. I hope that when this is all over, you will want to come back here. Despite my decisions.”

Her eyes shone with unfallen tears, finally meeting his gaze. “And you mean that?”

He bowed his head. “I do.”

A pair of arms tugged her into their chest before she could depart. She embraced her father, a second pair of arms caressing her waist. A heavy breath left her chest as she breathed out some of the built tension. 

“I-I have to go.” she released from the hug, wiping her eyes.

***

Anxiety wringed her stomach, her heart thundering in her chest as she waited for an answer on their doorstep. She waited for relief to fill her once the door opened, but met with the devastation on Lois' face failed to settle those feelings.

“Please tell me he’s here.” her voice low.

Lois’ silence was enough of an answer and Y/N felt her knees grow weak. She hid her sob with a hand on her mouth, the woman pulling her inside. 

He wasn’t one of the list to arrive home. She almost broke down, if not for Lois’ support on her back, urging her to let it out.

“I-I only found out this morning. Do you think its possible he could be-”

The creaking floorboards caused the women to glance at the man’s presence.

“Who’s this?”

Y/N wiped her eyes, blinking between the father and daughter. She stood up straighter as the realisation hit her.

His eyes shone with recognition upon finally seeing the girl’s face. “Lois?” 

“Mr Bennett, I-uh.” she paused, glancing between the pair before she explained herself. The first meeting with his son. The second encounter and everything from there on, except the minor details of course. She recounted meeting Lois, justifying her knowing of their secret relationship and all that led up to the present.

“I assume you heard.” 

Thoughts of what if fill her mind as they all sit in the knowledge Tom Bennett might very well be dead. Y/N flickered between Lois and Douglas, recognising the remnants of Tom in them both. She stepped on her feet, cautious of her place in the room without him. 

“I apologise for coming here without notice. I-” she breathed, “I had to know. If you had heard anything else.” 

“We got the news yesterday with the listings. He wasn’t on it.”

That sent a bout of relief through her body, yet the question lied in when he would turn up. Or if he would. 

“If there’s anything I know about my boy is, he’ll come home.” Douglas stated firmly, “He’s as stubborn as they come.”

“He’s brave, too.” Y/N mustered, a sad smile on her face. 

The Bennetts were kind enough to offer to stay the night. Any news received would be directly to their household. Most of the night she failed to gain any rest, laying across the bed. The scent of smoke and something faintly resembling him filled her senses. 

“Aye, he is.”

It had initially sent a painful ache through her chest after weeks of being far away. The aching had turned to comfort as she nestled her face between the pillow and blanket, falling into a haze of sleep and restlessness over the night.

Two days had passed. She had phoned her parents that first morning of her plan to stay in Manchester. Her mother relayed her concerns and best wishes, understanding of the circumstances. She assured her daughter that her father was supportive nevertheless, much to her relief. 

The rustling of Lois leaving the room caused Y/N to open her eyes. She blinked away the sleep, turning her head to the door that remained ajar. The creaking of footsteps reached her ears, rustling before the sound of the front door opened. A muffled gasp and a shout sounded, her heart lurching in her chest. Y/N rustled for Lois’ gown, slipping into it as her thoughts were lost to her. 

Only instincts pushed her to the door as she slipped down the staircase, turning to the back door with a heavy chest and hope building at the thought of-

Him.

He looked tired and worn. She trailed his face, his wounds still healing with red scrapes along his cheekbone. His outfit was borrowed-- tattered; evidently from travelling all the way here. There was cause for concern with exhaustion in his eyes behind the smile he wore. Lois and Douglas had pulled away from the hug, allowing a full view of her standing in his line of sight.

“Tom.” she finally breathed. “You’re-”

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Y/N felt her throat close up, and a shuddery breath escaped her. He stepped toward her, meeting Y/N halfway as she fell into his arms. Tom held her tightly against his chest. The woman’s arms clutched around him tightly, afraid this was all a figment of her imagination. The feeling of his body against her was a tentative reminder.

“I’m here.” he whispered as she withheld sobs at the sight of him. The warmth of his touch. The beating of his heart beneath her ear was a comfort, pulling her back from that darkness that paced in her mind for days. “I’m right here with you.”

@pearlstiare @chainsawsangel @aemonds-sapphire @xcharlottemikaelsonx ​ @padfooteyes @batsyforyou @yentroucnagol @cl-0-vr @viviartsy @h3k3t @arcana-greenleaf @yummycastiel @lauraneedstochill @rntrsna @schniiipsel @caribbeangal @ccosmic-illusion @aemonds-wifey

#tom bennett #tom bennett x reader #world on fire #crown au #tom bennett x you #aemond #osferth #aemond x reader

[little-pondhead]

DP x DC Prompt

…

There are no more heroes.

Well, okay. Rewind a bit.

Danny has been doing the hero thing for a while now. He’s had a big reveal; everyone has accepted him (including his parents), the GIW disbanded, the Anti-Ecto acts repealed, and generally, everything is going great. Some of the A-Listers are even training as junior ghost hunters to help give him a break from his rogues! (Being Ghost King makes things hectic sometimes, and he just needs the extra help. Sue him!)

The point is, literally nothing is wrong with Danny Phantom’s afterlife.

And then Valerie Gray, the Red Huntress, disappears in front of his eyes.

Danny is baffled! She’s just…gone! Valerie just popped out of existence, like she was never there. But no matter how hard he searches in the Ghost Zone, he can’t find her soul anywhere. His core isn't broken in grief. So she’s not dead. Which is good. So then, where is she?

Some of the others come forward with ideas on how to find her. A few ghosts volunteer to go out into the mortal realm, an area Danny had declared off-limits, to see if she was out there. Danny approves it. He rounds up some of the friendlier (i.e., discreet) ghosts and Amity Parkers and demolishes the outside travel ban.

So everyone spreads out, looking for their dear frenemy and teammate. But it becomes apparent very quickly that something is wrong with the rest of the world.

There are no more heroes.

Every single living superhero on the face of the Earth has just…vanished. Villains are running amok; the countries are in chaos! Some aliens are invading Earth, mythical deities are trying to take over, and society is crumbling to the ground. Everything is on the brink of collapse.

Well, Danny was still there. And so were his people. They were pretty spread out, so could they just…take up the mantles? He also knew where to find the souls of dead heroes in the Zone; surely they wouldn't mind coming out of retirement for a little bit, especially if they couldn't die again. Oh! And that skeleton army leftover from Pariah Dark's reign might be useful in repelling those invading forces.

Honestly, there were more than enough hands to go around! And with the heroes gone, Danny didn't mind letting everyone out for a little break, as long as they followed his rules. They wouldn't stop the search for the other heroes, but hopefully, when they found them, the heroes wouldn't mind Danny's intervention too much. :)

In other words:

Someone fucks up, and all of Earth's living heroes are either wished out of existence or are whisked away to some far-off realm where Danny hasn't checked yet. In the attempt to figure out what's going on, Danny lets the dead run amok over the Earth as they search for clues. The skeleton army repels the invading armies, the souls of dead heroes deal with the world leaders, and his rogues and other Amity Parkers set up shop in place of famous heroes, trying to get the cities under control again.

Basically, they just do their best to keep everything from imploding until the Justice League and others are back.

(And why is it that Danny hasn't disappeared? Well, whatever caused everyone to go poof! only affected living heroes. Anyone heroes that were dead in the first place, or even just half-dead, stayed behind.)

#pondhead blurbs #danny phantom #dpxdc #reveal gone right au #ghost king au #for plot reasons #it doesn't count if the hero had died and then came back to life #lots of heroes would still be around then #but this is me pushing the halfa!jason todd narrative work with me here he deserves the fun #deadman is there too #and he's just thriving honestly. it's so nice to be around his own kind even if the world is ending #maybe ellie is whooshed away too cause she never technically died but she took up danny's moniker when he was crowned #vlad is ecstatic cause danny put him in charge of several states while they looked for clues including Wisconsin #skulker is replacing superman and just has a shitty S painted on his chest and just eats kryptonite like candy the first time he meets Lex #Kitty and Johnny take over in gotham and sam is now the new wonder woman #idk man just stupid stuff like this #the press is flabbergasted cause the fucking KING OF GHOSTS just showed up and he's 14 and just looking for some friends #Danny: hey guys sorry about the zombies and fire i'm just here to find my coworker and lil sister and maybe the other heroes #Danny: in the meantime i'll just let my army into the mortal realm to defend it while we figure out what's going on pls don't yell at us :) #the press: how do we explain this to the justice league when they come back. how do we explain that earth was saved by a 14 year old boy- #also idk which heroes are technically dead but are still kicking so if you feel like someone deserves liminal status slap it on them idc #some villains are trying for world dominance and some are just trying to find their buddies. their fight buds. where'd they go? :( #joker gets bitch slapped by a skeleton two days in and waylon becomes bffs with wulf #danny uses the watchtower as a base of operations and it's the only thing he doesn't want to give up when the heroes are back #i have no plot ideas beyond this #i just want everyone to be baffled that an army of the dead showed up while they were gone and just made sure everything stayed cool #later danny realizes he was technically the ruler of the world for a bit since his people were everywhere keeping the villains in check

[chucktaylorupset]

I think there's something to be said for fanfiction that loves canon in a way that’s rude. Like thank you for this wonderful thematic tragedy made out of this character’s entire arc ending in death, it was emotionally and intellectually moving, but also fuck you fuck you fuck you they live, this time and every time they live, they never died, their flaws are not their undoing, actually they have no flaws, actually they save everyone, actually who cares about a story, any story, where this one dies, actually i cared about that story so much i made a new one, actually i cared so much i unmade the old one, you gave me morals and i left them for the mortal, but they’re mine now and i will never let them die, actually thank you, actually fuck you, strongly worded letter to follow

A kiss for canon and spit in its face all at once, it’s great

#my post #i use and plan to use the 'canonical character death tag' WAY too much to post this but still #fanfiction #everybody live nobody dies au #and a five #this is about your blorbo absolutely but before that it was about #robb stark #to crown him is to kill him #on the one hand he must die because there are no good kings #king of the north was the death knell of robb the good brother robb the good son robb the loving friend #on the other hand #he was the nicest sixteen year old in the world #on the other hand fuck you there sits the only king i mean to bend my knee too #what if king was just a name for a brother who loved you #love that story of thematic importance about the inherent devastation of feudalism #but fuck you he's perfect and he lives #fuck you let him be soft and let him be mine #in general im against sandpapering your blorbos but actually my blorbos are soft and round and perfect #boubas if you will #and who cares if theyre a little unrecognizable #the version of them that gets to live #resurrection and comes back wrong but with the multiverse of what if they lived fanfiction

[minnesota-fats]

A fic-lit about Danny working at the watchtower, not as a superhero but as an engineer.

This is based on an prompt I read months ago but cant find where Danny put that he was a halfa on his resume but the hiring manager didn’t pay attention to it and hired him anyway. Rather than that its just Danny working at the watchtower and vibing on break when a tiny Robin finds him in the viewing deck.

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Danny had been working for the justice league watchtower for a couple of months. He has seen hero’s come and go, paying him no mind and he was absolutely living for it! Unlike at 14, he was just a simple, normal worker—despite being half dead and the next in line for the crown in the infinite realms—he is just a simple mechanical engineer, Danny Nightingale. No one to fight, no one to save, just a big space station that needed someone to help keep it up in space.

And that's another bonus to this job; Space!

He gets to spend his shift up in the stars, looking out at the cold expanse of their solar system. Admiring the earth from a whole new angle, and he is getting paid to do it! Sure he could go into space any time, but being able to spend a good portion of his time here really made his core sing in joy. When he was on break he would wander around the areas he had clearance to go into, looking out every window at every star. Cataloging the ships movement through space with sharp eyes. His favorite place to go is the viewing deck, it was exactly what it sounded like, a place to just go and view that space outside.

It was there that Danny decided to take his break today, the Watchtower was at just the right angle to be able to see the earth from the viewing deck. Danny smiled watching the planet he lived on from afar, this really was the best job he could have ended up with!

A few months back he was having a hard time finding work after college, sure he had all the proper qualifications for the positions he applied for. But due to his medical condition—being half dead with a slow almost nonexistent heartbeat—they all refused him, afraid that his heart wouldn't keep up if he left the atmosphere to board any of the space stations orbiting the earth. To be fair it wouldn't have, he tested it by flying up to the moon and back the old fashioned way. But he couldn't just tell them that; being an ecto entity was still a crime that he was just barely able to get away from at age eighteen.

He came out to his parents once he graduated high school, they reacted poorly. Danny’s mom saw red and tried to kill him the rest of the way, claiming that Danny was just a ghost “piloting” his corpse around. Danny’s dad just stayed silent and watched, but before maddie could really do anything he acted. Jack knocked Maddie out with a strong blow to the back of her head. Danny remembered the hope that he had when Jack did that, but after he looked up at the man that hope died in his chest. The man looked torn, both angry and sad and in a voice lacking any of the familiar warmth said, “leave before she wakes up.” And he turned to pick up Maddie and made his way up the stairs. It was because of his dad that he was able to get away because after that Danny Fenton was declared dead. With the help of Sam and Tucker he was able to make a new identity for himself and go to school. From that day on Danny decided to move on and never look back.

After putting his name out there time and time again he was rejected. It wasn't until he got a letter in the mail saying he had been scheduled for an interview at Wayne tech of all places. He didn’t remember applying there but decided to go anyway, needing some sort of job to get him through. But when he got there he was greeted by Lucius Fox and Batman of all people! Danny nearly jumped out of his skin when he saw the dark knight, Danny couldn't help but think the worst. But before he could bolt, Lucius explained that Batman was looking for workers with the help of Wayne Industries for the base of operations for the Justice League—The Watchtower. Turns out all his applications to several different space programs caught the man’s attention. He even explained that Danny wouldn't even need to have a physical or get on a spaceship because The Watchtower utilized teleportation technology. Danny was so excited that he agreed on the spot without even knowing the benefits he would get from working with them. Which—surprising to no one—were a lot of benefits.

Danny was drawn from his thoughts when he heard the soft, almost nearly nonexistent footsteps coming from behind him. Danny turned and saw a child—no older than twelve—wearing a hero’s costume that looked like he was mimicking a traffic light. The kid froze in his tracks when Danny turned to face him, the two staring at each other for a few moments before the kid smiled and waved at him.

“Hi,” the kid beamed at Danny, “I’m D—Robin!”

Danny lifted a brow, “you a part of the justice league?” He asked, not remembering a kid being a part of their team.

The kid shook his head, “No, my guardian is though!” He explained.

“Ah, neat,” Danny said nonshalontly as he turned back to look at the window, “you come to see the view?” He asked.

The kid walked farther into the room and gasped when he got a better look at said view. “Woah—”, he exclaimed, now standing next to Danny.

Danny looked beside him to see the stars reflecting off of the kids' eyes, “cool isn't it? I come here on my lunch breaks," Danny says.

The kid looked at him and then squinted suspiciously, “if you're at lunch where is your food?” He asked.

Danny smiled, “I forgot my lunch at home today,” Danny lied, seeing the stars gave him enough energy to continue going. He usually eats when he gets home.

“Really?” The kid asked with a raised brow.

Danny smiled and looked around to see if anyone else was there, when he saw no one he asked, “do you wanna hear a secret?” He asked. Robin looked around himself as well before he leaned down a bit so Danny could whisper into his ear, “I actually just absorb the energy from the stars to sustain myself.” He explained.

“Really?” Robin asked, looking at him again, trying to gauge if Danny was lying or not.

Danny smiled, “yep,” he said, popping the p, “that's why I got a job here, that way I won’t starve to death.” Danny grins.

“But cant you just look at the stars from earth?” Robin asked, tilting his head.

“I mean, sure,” Danny says with a shrug, looking back out the window, “but this is so much better, isn't it?”

Robin looked out the window, “yeah!” The boy exclaimed, “it's so much clearer up here than in Gotham.” He commented.

Danny smiled and looked back at the boy, “I live in Gotham, too.”

“Really?” Robin asked, “No wonder you come up here,” the boy commented, causing Danny to snort in laughter and it wasn't long before Robin joined him.

“You got that right,” Danny says with a smirk before something dawns on him, “Wait, hero from gotham? I didn't know Batman had a kid?” Robin looked away, Danny could feel his nerves and sadness pass through him.

Danny was about to tell him that he didn't have to talk about it but before he could get his words out Robin spoke up, “My parents died about a year ago… he took me in only recently, he decided to train me when I found out he was Batman,” the kid says looking down at his feet, a glare etched on his face, “i never got to avenge my parents, the murderer had a heart attack before I could even get to him….”

Danny reached out to the kid and placed his hand on Robin’s shoulder, Robin looked up at him—as if remembering that Danny was there with him.

“I’m sorry for your loss,” Danny says softly, Robin looks away from him. “But I can tell you wholeheartedly, your parents are proud of you and what you are doing,” robin began rubbing at his mask, preventing him from wiping the tears away from his eyes underneath. “Here,” Danny says as he goes to pick up the 12 year old, “let's get you back to the Big Black Bat, I bet he is looking for you.”

Danny sits Robin on his hip and walks out of the room, rubbing circles into the child’s back. They walk together in silence, Robin resting his head in the crook of Danny's neck. “…Thank you,” Robin mumbles.

“Don't mention it kid,” Danny says as he looks around the corridor trying to spot anyone who could help him get this kid to the upper levels, “I know what it's like to lose your parents….”

“Really?” Robin asked, his head lifting off of Danny’s shoulder.

“Yeah,” Danny says, “they didn't die, but they basically said they never wanted to see me again.”

Robin gasped, “that's not nice!” Robin declared making Danny laugh again.

“Your right,” Danny agrees as he turns down another hall towards where the zeta tubes were, maybe someone in there could help. “But, now I'm here, having the time of my life with the job of my dreams.”

Robin smiled again, “you could say you're living the HIGH life.”

Danny paused in the hall and started snickering, “that was a good one, Birdy.”

“Birdy?” Robin asked.

“Yeah, your name is Robin, that's a bird, so Birdy,” Danny explained, “its a nickname

“Does that make us friends?” Robin asked.

“Sure, as long as your guardian is ok with it.”

The boy smiled happily, excited at the idea of having made a new friend. The calm was interrupted but Danny’s supervisor yelled from across the room, “Nightingale!” He shouts, causing Danny to jump.

Danny turns to look at the man, “hey boss—” he starts, blocking Robin from the man, not wanting to scare the kid.

“You are late to clock back in! You're not getting paid to sit around with your head in the clouds!” The man shouts.

“Sorry sir, I was—”

“No! You need to get back to work, NOW!” He demanded, “this is a multibillion dollar space station, everything needs to be on a strict schedule!”

Danny sighed, his supervisor hasn't liked Danny from day one. Something about him being “young and nïeve” or something like that; “head higher up into space than we were right now.” At least that's what Danny heard him say about him once or twice.

Danny was about to talk back when something just past his manager caught his eye. It was Batman, walking fast with a look that told everyone to get out of the way. But Danny could feel the worry bleed off the man in waves. Must be looking for Robin, Danny’s mind supplied. Danny sidesteps his supervisor and shouts, “Hey Batman!” To catch the dark knight’s attention. Danny had to restrain his laughter when he saw the look of horror pass on his supervisor's face.

Now with the vigilanties cold glare focused on him, Danny smiled and adjusted his stance to show Robbin to him. “Looking for you kid?” Danny asked.

Robin smiled nervously and waved at Batman, guess he wasn’t supposed to wander off like he did. “Hey B!” He shouts.

Batman’s glare softens so slightly, a regular person would have missed it. However, Danny could feel the man’s previous anxieties melt away into a strong relief. Batman strutted forward and glared down at Danny—despite Danny being taller than him. Danny just smiled and adjusted Robin on him so he could hand him over to the dark knight.

Now in Batman’s arms, Robin tapped his pointer fingers together nervously. “Sorry for wandering off,” he mumbled before his smile came back full force, “but,” he exclaimed, “I made a friend! His name is Danny and he liked my puns! And we both have bird names!” He exclaimed all while pointing at Danny.

Batman looked from the kid in his arms to Danny, “hmm,” he grumbled. A man of few words, Batman nods at Danny.

Danny nodded back, “He’s a good kid, glad I was able to help.” Danny replied. Feeling gratitude from that small gesture alone. Batman isn't the most expressive but being able to read emotions like Danny really helps when talking to people.

Batman turns his head to look over at Danny’s superior, “hmm.” After that Batman turned and walked away.

Robin climbed to sit up on Batman’s shoulder and waved back at Danny, “Bye bird buddy! Have a good day!” He shouts as Batman enters the elevator. The doors closing behind them and leaving the zeta tube control center in near silence.

Danny looked back to his supervisor who looked as pale as a sheet ghost, Danny gave him a shit eating grin and shrugged at him. “I tried to tell ya—”

“Get back to work Nightingale!” He shouts.

“Ok, ok, I'm going.” Danny says, turning on his heels and walking away from the man with his hands held up in surrender.

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I have so many ideas for this au and if I write more I might post it on my AO3 feel free to read other things I posted on there!

#fun #dp x dc #dpxdc #crossover #ficlit #robin!dick #dick grayson #danny fenton #goes by Nightingale #disowned by parents in au #my au my rules #the watchtower #watchtower worker!Danny #ghost prince danny #he wont officially be crowned king until he fully dies #dcxdp #dcxdp crossover #bruce and danny are the same age becaue i said so #may make it gay #who am i kidding #its already gay #:3 #>:3 #uwu

[hand-painted-5tars]

doodles of a soft and domestic au with Tyunning (ft. trans hyuka)

#cas doodles #they are like extra soft i have such a spot for them ugh #CROWN AU route A #CROWN AU #gender exploration chronicles #my summer