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fakakta-art · 3 months
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worth it
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starspilli · 2 months
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now and then
very quick VERY rough very very very self indulgent doodles… i will accept no criticisms on this 🙏
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Through the shenanigans of GZ/IR portals Danny ends up in a completely different dimension (DC’s my preference) that has heroes. There’s no ghosts to fight and he doesn’t want to step on any toes with this dimensions hero population, meaning Danny Phantom gets a vacation.
( I like to think Danny fought the ghosts in Amity because he opened the portal and felt responsible for it and originally there wasn’t anyone else that really could fight them. If he still has to satisfy an obsession while there he now has time and an entire new star system to learn about. )
Danny somehow ends up at a job interview as a food delivery boy accidentally, it’s definitely not 100% above the table because he doesn’t legally exist there but still gets the job.
Things are going well, he’s doing a good job and making his delivery’s on time via the use of ghost powers on occasion. Eventually he gets a delivery for a completely different city, over two hours away, they’re willing to pay a ton to get it delivered to them. Danny decides to see if he can finish the delivery while the foods still hot.
He gets there in under 10 minutes.
The person that made the order is definitely a hero, and when they got their food two hours early freak out. Asking Danny how he did it. Danny looks them dead in the eyes and says “We have a delivered hot guaranty.” They try to question Danny, but Danny already got paid, he gave them their food, he can leave, so he just walks away and tells them to enjoy their meal.
The hero tells other ones and they decided to order from there as well and get told that when ever Danny’s on shift the delivery range doesn’t have a limit. Obviously they test it. He delivers to a random rooftop in Bloodhaven at 2am. The top of the Dailyplanet. Hong Kong, via a Blackbat/Orphan order. The Titan’s Tower some how.
Eventually someone orderers to one of the places that’s almost impossible to get to, but he does it, he delivers to the watchtower, in space. Just shows up in the middle of the room in front of the person that ordered, and goes “I don’t miss deliveries.” And walks away into space.
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dcxdpdabbles · 8 months
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DC x DP: Game of Deadly Love
Danny is minding his business, flying through the ghost zone, mapping out areas, when he stumbles across a door that seems like it's between two giant cave walls.
He's never seen anything like it, so he gets curious. When he touches the handle, it is yanked open by a woman dressed in a classy Victorian-era dress made of what looks like grey smoke, pale moon skin and sharp icey black eyes.
He blushes as she smiles at- she's the prettiest ghost he's ever encountered, even though he feels a strange sense of danger from her.
"Hello, dear Prince." She says in a voice that has shivers running down his spine. He's never met anyone so obviously dangerous but hard to resist "I am Gotham, Ghost of misfortune, and my city is in need of a new player"
What?
Gotham flips open a fan, not bothering to hide her amused smile. "My Knights need more kind-hearted mischief. Misfortune of the heart is just what my City needs. Oh, and do me a favor. Get rid of that clown for me."
She taps her fan on his head and- Danny is suddenly falling, forcibly change into his human form.
He can't go Ghost!
He's going to die-er AGAIN!"
"Heeeeellllppppp!" He screams, and just as he is about to give, a body flings itself from the nearest building on a grabbing hook. He is caught in the arms of a man wearing a red helmet who effortlessly flips them in the air and lands on a roof.
He blinks up at the man who is holding him in his arms. "Ugh, hello?"
"Whatever the reason for jumping is, let me help you. " The man growls, and Danny frowns.
"Jump? I didn't jump! Gotham was the one that dragged me here!" He hisses as he struggles to get down. The man makes it hard to get out of his hold.
"Who the hell are you?" Danny snaps when he can't budge the other. Has he also lost his super strength?
"Im Red hood"
"That's the stupidest name I've ever heard."
Red Hood tilts his head "I can shoot you"
"So can unattended toddler; you ain't special."
Danny finally feels his ghost side and witha burst of light he's sinking through the roof away from the startled Red Hood.
He finds himself running through mout Gotham, his powers limited by the city limits and realizes with a horrible start that the only way home is to play Gotham's game.
The only thing is.....he has no idea what game she wants him to win. He'll just have to run around until the objective is found.
Red Hood watches the meta man run from the rooftop, watching his glow disappear around the corner. He sighs, pressing on his communicator to the various voices of his siblings.
"Hey, we may have a suicidal meta-lose in the city. I caught him trying to leap Wayne Tower." He says silencing the others.
Gotham watches her Knight inform his family with a chuckle. His affection rate for the boy is 5% already which means The prince manage to peak his interest with looks alone.
She wonders who will be next to fall for The Prince's Pretty Face and Deadly Might.
Oh what fun this will be to watch. She did enjoy giving her people a hard time.
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bruciemilf · 2 years
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" 🌟 Clark Kent 🌟 tweeted: If Bruce Wayne wants to go on a date this saturday, he should call me. @WayneBruce are you free this Saturday? I'd love to take you on a date. Please message me this Saturday, when I am free "
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nibeul · 9 months
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@jamjoob ‘s harley for another trade 🤭
[id: It’s a drawing of Harley Quinn where she is depicted as a Black woman with pale skin and locs which are tied into pigtails. She wears a black sports bra, a mesh top, pink-purple jeans, a large belt, a pair of orange-lensed goggles, and a jacket which is half pink, half black. In the drawing, she is holding a bat which reads “GOOD NIGHT” over her shoulders. /end id]
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maxyartwork · 2 years
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no one asked but here’s the video of me painting the battinson
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devilfic · 1 month
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I've seen some comic panels touching on this and I just love the idea of bruce being a little stalker and you having to make peace with it.
you leave for work and then come back five minutes later because you forgot where you left your wallet and then you get a text from bruce that says “bathroom counter upstairs” because he just happened to be watching the tower's camera feed at the time.
or having to take a longer way home because a road has been closed off and getting a call from bruce because he noticed you taking turns you don’t usually take to get back to the tower. he stays on the phone with you until you get back home, even though you know he's on patrol right now because you can hear the wind on the other end.
god forbid you head out somewhere late at night without telling him first. he won't ask questions, he'll just follow you from a safe distance until he's ready to make himself known. when you (reasonably) yell at him about it, he apologizes (very insincerely) and asks what you're up to.
bruce has spent years perfecting the craft of stealth and on top of that, he is a worrywart. he's not the type to fawn over your every move right in front of you. he just... pays attention. watches. plans accordingly. if you are a loved one of bruce's, you are never truly out of sight. take that how you will, he's not gonna change
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corinthianrm0 · 1 year
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Hal had fun for a bit (help, what's he saying.... or singing👀)
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mysterycitrus · 10 days
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How old do think each Batfam member is
( post crisis obviously)
wrt headcanoning ages i play it super fast and super loose with nothing but vibes so no essays in the replies plz. this is just the timeline that exists in my brain when im writing fic. with that in mind:
bruce (43)
babs (32)
dick (27)
cass (23)
jason (23)
steph (22)
tim (21)
duke (17)
damian (13)
like in an ideal world post-crisis canon would’ve progressed a few years — tim is now in his 20s (lol), damian is a teenager, and duke is an established character. i really like the hc that tim was dukes robin, so their ages reflect that. tim was emancipated at seventeen, when he stopped being robin. both steph and cass are older than tim. babs is at least five years older than dick because the retcon that they’re the same age makes my teeth itch. none of this “first true love” shit. they were friends as children and didn’t become romantically involved until their twenties. stop delegitimising all of babs and dicks other relationships!!!
idk how well it works time wise but i honestly don’t care too much about specifics? a pugnacious two year old timmy’s brain being permanently altered by the death of the graysons makes narrative sense to me. dick is fired as robin at seventeen (not a legal adult), which adds additional complexity to the situation with bruce. bruce is in his mid forties. that man has chronic back problems he is naht thirty six.
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quadrantadvisor · 9 days
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I love it when Danny and Jason meet eachother and they're just like
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medusas-graveyard · 1 year
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Rumors has it...
Regardless of what one may believe, Phantom's fate has been written in the stars long before he had even existed. It's a simple matter; to keep the time stream and fate of the entirety of life in place. It doesn't matter weather or not the young boy had died by the age of 14, one way or another he will die, and he will become a Halfa.
And as such, his main purpose of existence is to serve the Infinite Realms. He may be young and inexperienced but it's alright, those who've died from so long ago will help and navigate him; much like Time himself and the boundless keeper. One might think of him as a doll in the hands of time, and one would be correct; the doll served as a peace keeper between chaos and hope.
Rumors fly around that the ancients were the ones in control behind of the crowned prince. The rumors are not...true, so to say, but it is close. Every action made by the prince is not driven by the old ghosts, but it is influenced.
...very heavily influenced.
So this is where it landed to at the present. Bruce Batman watched as his son Phantom pause the moment shadows and silhouettes of figures he was unfamiliar with whisper to his ear. Each of them look frantic, and Phantom's eyes are unseeing as the figures seemingly argue with each other in the presence of the Justice League.
This was no longer his son or the Charon;
This was the crowned prince of the Infinite Realms.
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k4txlulzz · 18 days
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cute batfamily content heals me fr☹️ everyone has their preferences and some prefer angst and tragedy but i just . want the wholesome, heartwarming, optimistic and healthy stuff
life gets stressful enough man, looking at a cute family of vigilantes who are little fucked up creatures but also are very loyal to eachother gives me that good serotonin like HELL YEAH !!! give me that sweet found family stuff, look at that worlds okayest dad go
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evandarya · 2 years
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Are you still taking prompts? If so, please consider the following. Danny gets summoned to Gothem by a cult who planned to sacrifice one of the batfam to him. What they were not expecting was for the Ghost King to appear, laying on the ground, curled up under a very warm looking blanket, 80% asleep as he mumbles, "where the fuck am I? Why would you summon me so late at night??"
That's hilarious.
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Tim hates cultists. They are in the top five of people he hates, beating out door to door evangelists by a slim margin. They were still under people who park their shopping cart diagonally across the aisle. The only reason they are lower on the list is because most cultists didn't learn how to tie a proper knot, but if he can't get free before the high summoner finishes his chant, cultist are going to find themselves moving up on his shit list.
The markings on the floor around Tim started to glow a vivid, toxic green. Freezing wind whipped in a frigid tornado and Tim shivered despite the insulation his Red Robin suit provided. Small ice crystals formed as the humidity in the air froze, the tiny snowflakes getting caught up in the wind, swirling and condensing I center of the circle. Right in front of Tim, and there was nothing he could do to stop whatever the cultists we're summoning from coming. Tim squeezed his eyes tight as a bright flash of white light illuminated the room. Everything stood still. The snowflakes hung in the air like crystals on a wire. At the center of the circle, arms reach from where Tim sat was a soft looking blanket.
The cultists shifted and whispered among themselves. Tim heard bits of hushed conversation, "Where's the ghost king?" "Did you do the spell right?" "Maybe he didn't like the sacrifice?"
Tim was only half listening, because the dark blue, star dotted blanket was moving. First, a gloved hand pushed out from the blanket and shifted it until Tim could see snow white hair, blue skin, and one eye, cracked open just enough for Tim to see the unusual tint of green. The green eyed man, boy? Creature? Looked at him intensely. Tim felt as if his very soul was being weighed.
Whatever this person saw in him must have satisfied him because he turned his attention to the cultists.
"You have a lot of nerve," He said sitting up and singling out the cult leader. "Summoning me this early in the morning to-- where even am I?" He asked, turning back to Tim.
"Gotham city." Tim said.
The beings eyes widened slightly and he turned back to the cult leader. "You summed me to fricking New Jersey in the middle of the night? You had better have a damned good reason."
The cult leader straighted under the attention and addressed the being. "I summoned you, Ghost King. I offer you the vigilante Red Robin as a sacrifice if you will assist in helping me to spread our message of redemption to the world."
The Ghost King floated up from where he had been sitting on the ground and hovered in the air, starry blanket draped over his shoulders like a cloak. "You summoned me to New Jersey," the ghost started, slowly, dangerously. "in the middle of the night during finals week to offer me a sacrifice that isn't yours to offer so I can help you take over the world?" As the ghost spoke the wind started picking up and the temperature dropped. Ice started to crawl across the floor in fractals. The lights flashed and sputtered and the shadows seemed to come alive. An eerie static could be heard , and the very air felt oppressive.
The cult leader was trying to stutter apologies or reasonings, but the ghost wasn't listening. He was advancing slowly, the lines of the sigil on the ground hissed and sputtered as the ghost crossed over them, their magic was as useful as a spiders web at containing the being. The ghost reached the cult leader who fell to his knees, begging and pleading. The being looked down at him, head tilted to the side.
"Boo!"
The cult leader screamed and fell to the ground. All the other cultists took that as their cue to scream and run for the exits.
The ghost didn't chase them, he just watched as they scattered like roaches. Once they were gone he turned his full attention onto him. Tim felt a thrill jolt down his spine as those unusual green eyes stared him down. "Let me help you out of that." He said, floating back over to him. Tim didn't flinch, but he held very still as the ghost phased the ropes off his wrists. "I'm sorry you got roped into my business, Robin, was it?"
"Red Robin." Tim said, stretching his arms out from where they had been stuck behind his back.
"I'm Phantom." The ghost said, offering Tim a hand up, which he accepted. "Is there anywhere around here a ghost can get a cup of coffee? I have a long day." Phantom said. Tim smiled at him.
"I think I know a place."
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chaoswarfare · 1 year
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do x dc prompts #30
Jason has been reaching out on a dating site. his life is in more order than it has been in a very long time, and he decided to start dating again. and a dating app for ‘ghosts’ definitely fits.
Dani had set up Danny on the app as a prank. He really hadn’t meant to scroll profiles that long, really. a single profile caught his attention before he could swipe past it. something about this one just drew him in, and before he could second guess himself, he swiped right.
[you have one match!]
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bruciemilf · 2 years
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BATFAM INSTAGRAM AU// BRUCE, HARLEY
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