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Bruce crashed to the ground.
The bright green portal that brought him here snapped shut above him leaving him stranded in an unknown location. He had just managed to stand up when he heard someone call out to him.
"Hey!" A boy with black hair and blue eyes came running up to him, "Are you okay?"
Bruce grunted, glaring at the small creature trailing behind the child through his cowl, "I'm fine. Where am I?"
"You're in Unova, smack dab inside the Pinwheel forest." The kid said, "What an unlucky place to land."
"Unlucky how?"
Aside from giving him a disapproving look, the child was unfazed by his tone. "The Pinwheel forest got its name because its a natural maze. The monsters here are weak but you might find yourself going in circles if you're not careful."
Batman thought for a moment, "monsters?"
The child smiled and Bruce thought he looked like his other children before the boy excitedly introduced his "partner pokemon": Aron
The Aron in question made happy little noises as it approached and nuzzled its metal face into the side of Batmans boot. Cute.
"Oh, by the way, my names Danny. Do you want me to take you to town? There's a professor there that you can talk to. She might not be able to help you get back to your home world but maybe she can find someone who can."
Batman narrowed his eyes at him, "How did you know I wasn't from this world. Thats not usually the first conclution people jump to."
For the first time since Danny had met the Batman he actually squirmed a bit. "Anyway, let's get started! It's a long trek to town!"
It took them about two days to get out of the forest. Danny had thankfully lent him use of his equipment and food. It was nice having a tent to sleep it when the rain hit on the first night, even if it was a little cramped. Aron curled up between them to soak up thier body heat like a housecat.
It was also a relief that Danny could cook, though Bruce had no idea where the child was storing all of this stuff.
Danny ran off into town, saying that people were going to ask a lot of questions if a guy dressed as a bat came strolling into town and if he was going to be staying in this world for a while it was probably best to get him some normal clothes.
Bruce reluctantly agreed and after telling him his sizes the kid ran off to the store, leaving Aron behind to "protect him". Bruce hated relying on a childs generosity to get by.
Soon enough the kid came back with an all black outfit, saying something about it suiting him. Bruce left to change and came back to Danny giving Aron and his other pokemon Staryu some Oran berries.
After that they finally set off to town.
The professor was nice, if infuriatingly calm about giving literal monsters to random children. The professor even offered Bruce a pokemon egg since he was probably going to be in this world a while.
Bruce accepted the gift, wondering what he was getting himself into when Danny got excited.
The child explained that he was a treasure hunter/explorer by trade that survived by finding things he could sell in shops but he wasn't a very strong trainer and had to be careful where he went due to the presence of powerful pokemon.
Danny then asked Bruce to travel with him to be his bodyguard.
Bruce was very displeased to discover people set thier kids loose into a monster infested world around the age of ten and horrified to know the actual survival rate of this stupidity.
Bruce agreed to protect him and got registered as a pokemon trainer and was given the egg and some pokeballs. Danny offered to teach him how to catch pokemon as Bruce planted a listening device somewhere.
They set off back into the pinwheel forest to catch Bruces first pokemon and to start thier journey.
Meanwhile, Dannys excited to travel with someone who seems like a proper dad.
It couldn't hurt to pretend, right?
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moss-on-trees · 10 months
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DP X DC PROMPT: DISRUPTIVE SUMMONINGS AU
Some time after Danny joins the Justice League, his Rogues find out and whine at him about how he's "hoarding all the good fights and we're all so boooored, don't be stingy!" so they come up with a summoning rotation where he calls on them to help deal with the kind of threats that requires backup. The JL is appreciative at first. They are less so once they realise how chaotic Danny's reformed Rogue Gallery can be.
(Batman especially wants them all gone, they're so unpredictable he can't plan a strategy around their madness. Robin hates Youngblood with the fire of a thousand suns and has declared him his nemesis. The Flash wants Clockwork to stop bullying him.)
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satoshy12 · 5 months
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Piplup Danny!
It all started when Danny was turned into a tiny Pingiun after he was hit by a new invention by his parents. And if that wasn't enough, Danny was then hit by a portal mishap.
His ghostly powers manifest differently in this realm, and he had new, water-type skills.
At least it didn't take long, as he was found by a man who called himself Pinguin after a few hours, who then helped him.
And after he saw the tiny new species, Oswald was very happy.
But imagine Oswald's surprise as he learned it was a Meta who could turn Pinguin.
He found his perfect sidekick; Batman has Robin! Pinguin has Nestling take care of Iceberg Lounge when he is captured or in prison.
Danny has a Piplup form and a human form in both he can use his powers And he is the most adorable Meta Gotham has ever seen!
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goldengirlgalaxy · 1 year
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After Danny has managed to smooth things over with his rogues, helping them cope with their obsessions in ways that don't cause massive property damage for the living, he ends up getting some lessons from a few of them on different topics.
Technus ends up teaching Danny how to properly overshadow and upgrade electronics.
So when, for one reason or another, Danny ends up in the DC universe, he decides to have some fun when he learns about this world's thing with superheroes.
The next time Superman is dealing with a robbery, a car suddenly appears with a black and white color scheme, and starts to heckle the robbers before stopping their car with some kind of tow line.
Wonder Woman ends up encountering a talking fan that somehow manages to produce gusts of wind strong enough to take most people off their feet.
The Joker hijacks a news broadcast to announce his next plan, only for the camera system to come to life and record the mad clown getting the tied up by wires and beaten up by boom mikes.
The Flash gets some help from a living heater that can shoot flames.
Captain Marvel ends up befriending a talking vending machine that throws concussive soda cans at villains. And can also dispense normal drinks.
Someone ends up meeting a talking phone that just so happens to have a recording of the big bad's evil monologue.
Strange machines suddenly come to life all around the world, often helping various heroes. It's gotten to the point several Justice League Members are betting on who gets a mechanical partner next, and what form they're going to be in. The only thing about this mysterious hero that the Justice League knows is that he goes by the name Rotom.
(Whether or not the DC universe has Pokemon in order for them to get the reference is up to you)
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ghostbsuter · 7 months
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The house of Nightingale & Constantine ( P. 2 )
> previous part , > next part
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"Okay, who the heck is that?"
Danny storms out of the elevator, positively pissed at the appearance of another old house in his territory.
"Frederich Isak Showenhower, aka Freakshow, current heir of a long line of thiefs." John lets out a suffering groan, not even daring to take out a cigarette under Alfred's sharp gaze.
"Shoot, freakshow?"
"You know him?"
"Ancients, he mind controlled me at some point."
(He isn't gonna knowledge the narrowed eyes of the bat. Nu-uh.)
Constantine whistles at that, giving a wince. "Yeah, we all had go through that at one point."
"Didn't know he was a descendant of an old house, but I don't recognise the name Showenhower?"
John clicks his tongue, shrugging. "They branched out from the original house of Chatterton." He points at the screen, showing their current annoyance for all to see.
"What strange is, is that the house of Chatterton had many names in its line, so why is Showenhower of all the current heir? I'm calling tomfoolery."
"Oh no, I'm fully agreeing."
"Care to share with the class?" Jason, Red hood, asks, eyebrow raised and leaning against the table.
"Houses of the dark, old ones at that, are powerful." Danny explains. "The original house is always the most powerful, each branch can, depending of how far the connection is to the original, be very weak or very strong."
"But this here?" John gestures to the screen. "This smells like betrayal."
"The house of Chatterton was one of the youngest of oldest houses, new compared to the Nightingales and Constantines." The younger took over again, frowning.
"And yet Showenhower is the heir, which shouldn't happen since the family is rather estranged from the original. It should've only happen when no other house, those closer, are unable to take the title."
"It means they disappeared, and one cannot simply disappear once connected to a house of dark." The Hellblazer looks grim, eyening the golden pocket watch.
"Midnight soon," he glances at the Nightingale. "Should we?"
"Where are you going?" Bruce steps forward, cowl laying like a hood behind him.
Danny peers up at the man, apologetic. "B? Can you let me and Connie handle this?"
The man is looking at Constantine with sharp eye, conveying his message and intent clearly.
("Let him get hurt and we will hunt you down.")
"Alright, chum. Be careful."
He receives a bright smile, making it almost, only almost, worth it.
"Alright, chum. Be careful."
He receives a bright smile, making it almost, only almost, worth it.
Nightingale looks at Constantine.
These are no normal circumstances.
"The house of Nightingale offers a temporary truce until the suspected betrayal of a house of dark is fully investigated."
"The house of Constantine accepts the temporary truce offer and gladly accepts the request of help for the betrayal of a house of dark."
They shook hands, whispering "so mote it be." to legalise the spell and then are off to go.
Danny waves at his family as John teleports them both away.
"I'm betting 50 bucks that Constantine fails in protecting danny."
"I bet 60 for danny finishing the job!"
"70 for–"
(Bets were made, and all parties waited for the true end.)
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hailkingphantom · 2 years
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Dp x dc
This day sucks
He had a fight with Bruce, the Golden boy lecture him and he had to babysit the replacement and the demon brat. Plus the joker escape of Arkham (as always) and kill anyone in his path.
They were in the middle of a street in the crimen alley, the joker was running to a random teen who looked unbothered and didn't show any trace of fear.
The kid was an idiot or hide something. Hopefully the second, he don't want to deal with the death of the kid, or any kid in the case.
Sundelly, the kid smile and said: "Pikachu! Use thunder shock!"
This kid was an idiot?!!
Then a little girl appeared of nowhere, she had a Pikachu hoodie and yell: "PIKA-PIKA!.. CHU!!!"
Lightning began to come out of the girl and then attack the Joker. Shocking him and leaving him unconcious
Jason don't know what was happened but he love it
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puppetmaster13u · 2 months
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I am pondering a thing.
A DCxDPxPokemon AU, slash I suppose also sort of prompt as well. Of like, so Amity has gotten dragged into the ghost zone before. So like, I'm just saying that if the GIW and more importantly, anit-ecto acts got really bad, hypothetically, they could go to another world again.
And I am just saying that the distortion world exists in pokemon. Which already looks similar to the ghost zone, except that less floating more local gravitational pulls.
But anyway, Amity Park, is now in the pokemon world, but not actually in it either. It's somewhere inbetween, a reflection. A Mirror to what is happening on the other side, but there's no reflection on the other side.
Now I don't know if the reflection forms eventually in Gotham or Fawcett or what, but can you see my idea perhaps?
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charlietheepicwriter7 · 6 months
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so are there a lot more porn blogs showing up, or is it just me?
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promptcorner · 5 months
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My Written Works:
For some original art, comics, and fan art check out my other blog @bellapinkpen!
Fics with romance:
Pokémon: The Broken Map of Infinity
Prompt link: Damian-encounters-an-intruder-with-a-magical-map
Status: Updating
Fic type: DC X DP X Pokémon
Synopsis: Danny and Damian get transported into the magical world of Pokémon, Infi-Map style! Now they must collect all the pieces of the map to get back home! But along the way, they make friends with some mysterious creatures, some humans, and find something more. All while evading the law, some gangs, and corrupt CEOs in their travels.
A Phantom Indeed
Prompt link: Writing Prompt: Danny Phantom X Rescue Bots
Status: Updating
Fic Type: DP X TFRB
Synopsis: Cody Burns discovers a mysterious cold spot while on a non scheduled patrol. Thinking it’s another forgotten weather machine gone haywire, he goes to call for backup, but he spots something in the distance. To Cody’s upmost surprise and horror, he finds an injured teenager that he doesn’t recognize.
Fics with no romance:
“Want! I’m a Cartoon Over Here!?!”
Prompt link: Insert-that-spiderman-meme
Status: Updating
Fic type: DC X DP
Synopsis: Damian and Dick struggle to figure out why this new vigilante group’s behavior feels so familiar. While Danny and the gang are trying to get back to their own universe while using their knowledge of the DCU.
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trainer-sean · 11 months
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DPxDC Prompt: Pokémon Au
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@im-totally-not-an-alien-2
@new-revenant
pokemon au Dp x Dc
most of the ghost stuff is different, because its now the Fenton's studying The Ghost typing, which, they are now morally correct. due to studying it and have machines processing the Ghost Type Infinity energy, they've had alot of ghost types born from their machines, and alot collect around their home. Danny has developed a Ghost type alignment in his Aura(aura having wave lengths with infinity energy, which affects some traits a person has, like water type alignment are good at swimming and holding their breath) due to his parents studys letting the G.T. infinity energy radiating through the house influencing his aura development while it was developing.
the Fenton are the local professors in town, but mostly pass out Ghost, Dark, Fairy, and Psychic types due to their studys being connected to them.
When they find Danny has a Ghost Type Alignment, with secondary Ice and Psychic, they give him a Dreept they had been previously studying for his starter pokemon.
Jazz has previously been on a journey, with a Teddiursa, she caught psychic types and many pokemon good for Emotional support and therapy due to her developing her like of Psychology during her journey, she made it to 4 gym badges before deciding to head home for studying, splitting up with her traveling companion, Harleen Quinzel, a friend who shared similar likes. However, she would later be kidnapped and tortured by Joker, eventually becoming Harley Quinn, her pokemon have been confiscated, and given to Jazz, to keep them safe.
DC is still a heavy part here.
due to pokemon and pokemon league being a thing, Civilians will help apprehend criminals, due to pokemon training originally being a Crime deterrent. this has also turned away multiple invasions. also, Apocalypse(can't remember jow to spell that name) was destroyed long ago by Arceus, Dialga, Palkia, and Giratina, so no Darkseid. isn't it great when God's actually do their jobs.
starters: Danny with Dreepy, Sam with Bounsweet, Tucker with Togedimaru, and Jazz with Teddiursa.
when Danny goes on his journey at 14, he, Sam, Tucker, and Jazz, head out to travel Unova. Jazz here to mentor and chaperone. they ran into multiple incidents involving poachers and evil teams, and assisted Heroes, like many trainers. The League actually has a meeting every few weeks to talk about some of the notable trainers that helped them, and even watch the League Tournaments as team bonding. Batman is more approachable here, and he and the batfam use suits that have tech that allow them to use attacks, primarily based on the closest pokemon to their animals. regular animals still exist.
Diana actually uses Burst(from the manga, Pokemon ReBurst), which fuses a human and pokemon. She typically does it with a Braviary, but her people also can call upon Ho-oh or Lugia to preform Burst in times of need. Shes still a demi-goddess, this is mostly for situations where she needs a change of tactics or a boost in strength.
the DP team find a old Temple, one that was recently cleaned out and collapsed, when some ghost types were beckoning for help, after clearing the way they found a strange woman who'd look like she was trapped for weeks, she looked half feline pokemon, much like Killer Krok in Gotham.
Barbara Ann Minerva had been obsessed with archeology from a young age, sense she learned of all the pokemon that were artificially made by ancient civilizations and that Fossils could be revived. But while she was interning for a Professor on a exploration if a temple, she and the Professor were backstabbed, the professor killed and she shot through the back, thankfully not through the spine. They had blew up the pathway, Barbara was stuck, her mentor was dead, and she was likely to starve. she returned her pokemon so they wouldn't have to worry of starving, and started crying. her crying angered something. The Temple she was in was the resting place of the Legendary pokemon Cheeralah (chi-rah-lah), an Electric Fighting type, a humanoid and feminine cheetah pokemon, with bandages wrapped around her legs, arms, and chest, and Bronze markings along her body. Some human was whining in her Temple, she was angry, so she cursed Barbara, turning her into what was basically a Human Cheeralah hybrid.
when the Dp Team made it to Barbara, Cheeralah was angry enough that she showed up, along with two Zeraora. A Raid Battle occurred, with much struggle, from all the pokemon one Danny's, Sams, tuckers, Jazzs, Barbara, and the Professors teams, all three legends were caught. and then Danny accidently caught Barbara.
Gotham, the spirit, became a legendary pokemon along time ago, and still has no clue how to assist with everything, she became some variant of Lunala, but a Dark/Ghost type, and she just can't seem to exit the spiritual plan, which is probably the doing of some wizard or something to prevent city spirits that became pokemon from running around causing havoc. She eventually breaks out when Jason was kidnapped. She looks like a darker Lunala with a more pointed tail, she has a form change that makes her look like dawn wing necrozma, but not entirely, it does look like necrozma parts, maybe even make it an artificial form change made by Bruce, similar to the enhancement equipment Jessie and James sometimes use on their pokemon, maybe even a special batmobile that attaches power ranger style with a ride pokemon saddle part for Bruce. Called: Gothmala.
Something Similar to Metropolis, who became a Variant of Solagaleo, a Steel/Fairy type, who just watches from the sidelines as the superfamily protects his city, but his appreciation can be felt by the super family due to their lack of resistance to supernatural power. Maybe make its presence capable of breaking down green kryptonite and its radiation. Maybe Clark, taking a note out of Bruce's book, makes a armor mode for it using some Kryptonian tech. Called: Metgaleo.
Maybe make some of the other city spirits similar to regular pokemon, like like paradox pokemon, like star city(thats green arrows place right?) Is a Decidueye, but it has a pair of crossbow like structures floating beside it instead of being able to make a bow string, due to not being a grass type. Ghost/fighting type.
And in Amity Park, the Fenton's research has caused Amity Park's city spirit to develope into a pokemon, a variant of Hoopa, due to the form change and Desiree's mischief with wishes. A black and green Unbound form. Ghost/Fairy type.
The Fenton's also accidently made a Variant of Type:Null from digital blue prints and such of the usual species, combined with research files on Giratina and the distortion world, and went through the development program used to process and make Porygon, and went through the Transfer machine. Its built like a mildly serpentine Type:null, no hind legs, the head piece being more shaped like a Giratina head piece. Normal/Ghost type, with the primary type being changeable with the disks. Built like a Lindwyrm. The first one is studied by the Fentons and Aether to make sure its Healthy and stable, Danny is even brought over to help calm it due to his compatibility to Ghost types. Name, Type:Ghoul, evolved/unsealed form called Spectvally.
Cheeralah, The War Pokemon. a Legendary Electric and Fighting type. Cheeralah were once worshipped as Gods of protection and purity, but worshipped members began to enjoy fighting and conflict while protecting the innocent. Zeraora are believed to be lesser incarnations born from Cheeralah lust for battle being so great that they forcefully removed it and it became a pokemon.
(-Legendary pokemon(God or mythical types) can turn into human form.
-pokephilia might be a partially accepted thing here? Regular Supernatural species still exist like in regular DC, so maybe. So possible human pokemon hybrids running around, so laws about catching those types of people are probably a thing.
-possible Ultra-space shenanigans with alternate timelines, different dimensions, Pocket Dimensions, separate universes, etc. Aka Crossovers with different franchises.)
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Phantom stared at the monitor with baited breath. He had been alerted by the computers beeping and came to see what was going on.
Could this really be happening? After all this time alone in his lair, waiting, hoping for any sign that his last remaining friend was still out there, his ecto-signature finally showed up on his radar.
This had to be a trap.
But...what if it wasn't? What if Robin was really there? What if he was hurt and waiting for Phantom to come rescue him? The thought made his stomach drop. He knew what his birdy had gone through when he was still alive and he would rather feed himself to a pool of ghost piranhas than let Robin believe for a second that he had been abandoned again.
Grabbing the essentials and shoving them into a bag he rushed out of his lair. It had been years since he had seen his birdy and even longer since he had been in Amity Park or any other variation of the Living Realms. But this was for his best friend. For him he would do anything.
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Which apparently included fighting his besties adoptive dad in the streets while he was in a full Gothic fursuit-Robin what the heck- Robin himself wasn't helping, he was just cheering Phantom on from the sidelines and giving him tips.
Phantom managed to get away from the bat and his other birds- how many did he have???- and had an emotional reunion with his best friend which included a lot of tears, mostly from him.
Okay, entirely from him. He was worried out of his mind for his birdy, sue him. Robin was mostly confused, saying he didn't remember disappearing, only that he felt more and more strange before he just...blanked. The next this he knew he was standing over this prone figure of a guy with a leather jacket and a full faced red helmet. Batman looked at him odd and Robin didn't hesitate to mock the man he once viewed as a father.
They fought for a bit with the younger vigilante using all the powers Phantom taught him along with his furry training to beat up the man who abandoned him to the mercy of one of his rogues.
Speaking of which. The very next thing Jason did was find the Joker and do everything the deranged clown did to him. Karma. It was on one of his later confrontations that Phantom appeared. Now the darker dynamic duo are running around Gotham being ghostly and more or less doing whatever they want.
Bruce was spiraling mentally. His second son lay in the batcaves infirmary stuck on life support because somehow, some way, his soul was knocked out of his body.
They needed to find some way to put it back in before that other teen "took him home" and Bruce really hoped that didn't mean what he thinks it means.
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fuyuthefoxwriter · 5 months
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Decided on an official name for the group in the Pokémon world in my fic Sibling Reunion through Portals (and Pokémon)
Everyone allow me to introduce
Team Daemonium
It means simply Demon in Latin and since the two main leaders are the ‘Demon Twin’ I thought it perfect, let me know what you think
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serenagold · 6 months
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He got his coat and shoes on at a much more sedate pace. Noah was visibly tapping his toe and looking at his wrist like he actually had a watch.
"Yeah, yeah, I’m a slowpoke," John said. Noah started to sign, and John started reading the words out loud. "I’d be cute as a… Pokémon? Wow, shut it."
I kinda had to draw it. Although if he was a slowpoke, John’d be a Galarian one for sure. >:D
Shout out to @robinasnyder and their story on AO3 "Like and Survive - Phantom’s Guide to Young Hero Survival"
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fox-sama97 · 1 year
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Chapter 4 is here! Sorry about the long wait, I got really distracted by pokemon. Don't really expect another update this month, going to be playing the new zelda game: Tears of the Kingdom.
Anyway, here's an except for the new chapter under the read more.
Life wasn't the same, would never be the same, after her baby died. Pamela's entire world had been destroyed. She loved her daughter. Everything she'd done was for her daughter, her Sammiekins. She hadn't always known how to love her daughter, they'd butt heads more often than not when Sam became a teenager and started figuring out who she was, becoming more independent. Growing up.
At first, she thought it was just teenage rebellion. It'd blow over, she'd drop her goth phase and go back to being the sweet little girl who loved going to balls with her mom and wearing pink, poofy, princess dresses. By the time she realized she was suffocating her in high society expectations, well, Sam got her stubbornness from her mother. Pamela always had to be right, and she knew, thought she knew, who her daughter was and what was best for her. Sam was, had been, the same way.
It took almost losing her for Pamela to swallow her pride and let her daughter decide for herself how she needed support. Sam had been about to run away, only restless sleep had let Pamela see her daughter about to slip out of the house, backpack bulging at the seams with everything she cared about. All at once, she'd been hit by the very real threat of losing her daughter. Maybe not permanently, she'd probably have gone to her friend's house and stayed there, hopefully just for a few days, but Pamela knew how stubborn her daughter could be. If she had walked out of that door, she wouldn't have come back, no matter how much Sam and Pamela both would have regretted it.
She hadn't yelled; her voice had barely been able to make it past her lips through the sudden fear and loss, and she thanked the Almighty that he quieted her voice and gave Sam pause. Her daughter gave her another chance to be the mother she should have been, to support and love Sam how she needed.
She and Jeremy had grown closer to their daughter in that month than they'd been in years. They'd helped in her greenhouse, cooked vegetarian meals together, and learned so much more about who their daughter was becoming. She was so proud of her daughter, of how independent she was, how intelligent and compassionate she was. That she always stood up for her beliefs. It helped to ease a fear she'd long had, long tried to prepare her daughter for.
The world was a terrible place; she only had to think of how her mother and Jeremy's parents had barely escaped the Camps, to know this. She'd been afraid since the moment she first held Sam that the world would try to rip her baby from her arms and destroy her. But her daughter was, had been, strong. So strong and fierce in her belief in justice that she had taken it upon herself to fight the restless dead when the Justice League had ignored them.
She'd almost lost her daughter, built their relationship back stronger than ever, and then a mere month later she was murdered trying to do the Justice League's job when they refused to.
They killed her baby.
The Justice League's negligence was tantamount to murdering Sam and everyone else in Amity Park who lost their lives.
They had as good as murdered her husband. Jeremy was barely there now; the death of their daughter had broken him, turned him into a shell of a person.
Ida, her mother, who'd always been so lively despite pushing eighty, now spent most of her time pouring over photo albums and praying. She'd survived so much and now she was forced to outlive her granddaughter too.
There was no justice in this world unless you made it.
She was going to make damn sure that the Justice League were brought to justice. And that started with Bruce Wayne. Batman.
She'd known the man, maybe not well, but they'd been acquainted. They'd been to bar mitzvahs and weddings together, he'd even gone with them to synagogue once or twice. She thought there'd always been an understanding between them, subtle shows of support anytime other members of high society had given pushback for the galas or fundraising done on their holidays, for their holidays and communities. They'd traded commiserating looks when other members of high society inevitably had something antisemitic to say.
While Bruce had never acted quite so naive or scattered with them or the other Jewish families, she never would have guessed he was the infamous Batman. In that, she couldn't help but compare him to her Sam. Both were passionate about justice, about making the world a better place. But, where Sam had stuck to a more local level, where she could make change and make sure it was done correctly, Bruce had let hubris overcome him. Let himself believe that only his oversight would make a better world when he couldn't even manage the problems of one city, let alone the world. He had created and funded a global police force and let it grow fat and content to sit upon its laurels. He gave them the tools and the ability to determine who was worthy of their protection while effectively neutering any other response.
When Amity Park had called, had begged them for help, the Justice League had turned them away. They hadn't even picked up their calls or launched an investigation. There was no alternative. The Justice League had become their judge, jury, and executioner.
And so Amity Park died. Most of the people may have survived, technically, but they were all a little closer to dead than any living person should be.
They still weren't sure how many other cities had met the same fate under the uncaring eye of the Justice League.
That infuriated Pamela. Despite how much access they had to the Justice League's systems, they still didn't know how many places like Amity Park, how many people like Sam, had been condemned to death because the Justice League didn't feel like helping them. Didn't deem them worthy of an investigation or even a token effort. There wasn't any documentation about it, just silent blank spaces in the records.
She could feel her heart racing, hot fury bubbling up from her stomach, and a tingling in her nails that she'd come to associate with her liminality, as she stared at the door to the holding area in the former Amity Police Station. They'd had to find somewhere to hold the Waynes and the few Ghost Investigation Ward goons that had come poking around.
She didn't have to speak to Bruce. It wasn't necessary. The Justice League would probably be launching an attack in the morning or sometime tomorrow. They didn't need any information from Bruce, they just needed him out of the way so the rest of the Justice League would panic and rush into things, just like Bruce and his kids had done.
But she wanted to, needed to. She needed to look the man in the eyes and make sure he knew what his actions had cost her, and had cost everyone in Amity Park.
She just needed to make sure that she only yelled at him and didn't claw his face off with her bare hands. She took several deep breaths, slowly exhaling them as she felt her heart calm, her stomach settle, and her nails settle back into human nails instead of ghostly claws.
Turning the knob, she entered the holding area, eyes darting past the soundproofed cells holding agents K, M, and P, until she saw the Wayne family. Timothy, Stephanie, and Richard were all still unconscious and handcuffed to their beds. Bruce had awoken about thirty minutes ago.
His eyes immediately looked to her, calculating and attempting intimidation. Unfortunately, intimidation was a little difficult when you're handcuffed to a bare bed in nothing but your boxers.
A small part of Pamela was embarrassed about the situation, but it was ruthlessly squashed under pragmatism. Leaving the Batman access to any of his gadgets was a recipe for disaster and they had no way of ensuring they gathered all of them. So stripping him, and the other bats, down to their undergarments and handcuffing them to the beds it was.
She kept her steps measured and her face blank as she approached his cell. The first rule of high society her mother ever taught her, and the first she'd taught her daughter: only show them what you want them to see. Stopping before his cell, she waited. His face was just as blank as her own, though his pupils were a little too dilated, and his neck muscles would spasm ever so slightly around the four taser marks spaced around his jaw. She'd have to talk to Paulina again about the appropriate length of time for the hand taser.
Bruce examined her, analytic eyes flicking over her quickly, cataloging everything about her before stopping on the hole in her black dress torn above her heart, briefly pulling his eyebrows down before it was masked again. A hot flash of anger sped through her body. She didn't need his pity.
She counted thirty seconds before Bruce tried to speak to her, mouth forming "Mrs. Manson," though the soundproofing prevented her from actually hearing it. Slowly she lifted her arm and pressed the intercom button on the cell.
"Bruce," she said, voice carefully blank, only allowing a hint of aristocratic disdain to filter through.
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thekitsunesiren · 10 months
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Writing Commission Info
Hello there! As it states, I am starting to offer writing commissions. I'll still be making prompts and things for free, but I think that this will be a good way to be motivated and make a bit of money on the side as well.
If you are new to my page, you're free to look through my page to see my writing style and see if I am the one for you! (ao3 was down, so I finally had the time to post this! XD)
What I'll Write:
I'll be writing the following:
Prompts
Imagines
Headcanons (Dating/Sibling/Friends/Etc.)
Reader-Inserts (still new to this writing style)
Oc's
Follow-up stories of any of my previous prompts
Fandoms I'll Be Writing For:
Dc x DP
BNHA x DP
MCU x DP
Boku no Hero Academia
Danny Phantom
Steven Universe
Marvel
DCU
Dragon Raja
Harry Potter
Naruto
Pokemon (Ketchum Centric)
Into/Across the Spider-Verse
Genres I'll Be Writing For:
Romance
Family
Angst
Comedy
Fluff
Action/Adventure
What I Won't Be Writing For:
I just want to make it very clear that I will not be writing any of these types of categories/genres:
Underage
NSFW
Age Gap
Student/teacher
Incest
P*dophilia
R*pe or anything of the like
Slavery
Important: This would be the time for me to say that I do have the right to turn down any commission offer given to me if I believe it doesn't suit my writing styles or what I write for.
Payment Methods: I'll be accepting payment through either my Ko-fi Page here, or through Cash App. I will accept payment either upfront or after I finish the commission. If you choose the latter, I will message you for about the post and that will be the time for you to pay.
Pricing Menu:
Writing Style:
Prompts = $10 USD
Imagines = $10 USD
Headcanons = $10 USD
Reader Inserts = $10 USD
Oc's= $20 USD
Follow ups of any of any of my previous prompts = $15 USD
Fandoms: Free
Genre's: Free
Characters: Free
Word Count:
500 words = $5 USD
1k words = $10 USD
2k-4k words = $15 USD
5k words = $20 USD
Anything higher than that will be a negotiated price and we can discuss it as we talk. Of course you won't be priced if I write over the limit by a few words or so. so there's no need to worry about that.
Contact
If you are interested in hiring me for a possible commission, you are free to message me on here, or on my ko-fi page to discuss the commission and payment.
Where It's Posted
Each commission will take up to two weeks for it to be finished. When it is, I will notify you that is up both in the messages, and you'll be added in the post. It will only be posted on either my tumblr or Ko-fi unless given permission to post it anywhere else like ao3.
Alright! That's everything for now! This will be updated at anytime, but I'll leave it as is for now. Commissions are currently open and I hope to see you all soon!
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britcision · 1 year
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Anyway everyone go thank brothebro on AO3 for the mental image I am about to bestow
*ahem*
Dead and Loving It Pokemon AU, Killer Croc is Jessie from Team Rocket, the Riddler is James, and Two Face can be their Meowth because he’s here too I guess
You know it works
You know it’s perfect
Croc will run around in dashing costumes while Riddler clasps a rose between his teeth
Bruce can be Ash and the batkids are his pokemon but let’s not lie we’re hear for Team Croc-ket
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