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puppetmaster13u · 7 months
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Prompt 31
DC Wing Au/Prompt
 Humans are born with wings that start out similar to a baby chick’s in shape, and usually start out matching their natural hair color. These wings of course change and grow as they do, and usually end up mimicking birds from earth once they’re adults. The end shape can be influenced by a multiple of things, including their surroundings, genetics, and even the people they surround themselves with. 
 Some non-humans even have themselves wings too- like Wonder Woman’s wings seemingly made of shimmering bronze and gold, or Aquaman’s wings that shimmer and flicker like the waves he commands. Or Superman with wings large enough to block out the sun glowing like the sunrise, or the Batman’s shimmering shadows that seem to twist and bristle.
 Of course these are quite different than say the wings of Diana Prince, with her eagle-like wings decorated with strings of beads or that reporter Clark Kent’s hawk-esque wings, which are large sure, but that’s not exactly uncommon for someone who grew up in the countryside where there’s open sky everywhere. 
 Quite different from someone like Bruce Wayne, with wings akin to a black swan, or his sons’ equally dark feathers, formed from the same gothic city. And quite different from the the forensic scientist Barry Allen’s hummingbird-esque wings, which is quite ironic seeing as he’s known for being late more often than not. 
Bonus DP crossover: 
 Danny started with what looked like they were going to be large songbird wings like his father. After the accident though? They regrew into the form of a sparrow’s, shimmering with stars and the swirls of the very portal that tore the flesh and feathers from bone. 
"Some ancient traditions state that sparrows carry the souls of the dead, so it is deemed to be bad luck to kill a sparrow... Some sources say that sailors would get tattoos of sparrows so they could carry their souls if they died in the middle of the ocean"
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I really loved the recent request you did for me. If it's not too much, since you just opened your requests not to long ago, could you do a Hal Jordan (Green lantern) slight hurt/ comfort smut? I feel like Hal has the biggest problem of down playing his emotions with humor, the worse is with his negative emotions. The reader finally has enough of Hal constantly making fun of himself and decides to do something about it. So they end up having mirror sex while he has Hal look at himself in the mirror, praising Hal's body and anything else Hal is insecure about.
I feel like you could do this request between the many Turo, ones you have, so you don't get burned out or get writer's blocked as fast.
Hal Jordan x Male reader
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Hal Jordan my beloved. If this sucks its cuz I was extremely sleep deprived when I wrote it, hehe.
Hal has always been the type of person to cover for his insecurity and self-hate using humor, though most of the time it becomes the type of humor that puts himself down.
Like calling himself stupid, ugly, saying he’s bad at what he does and is just a clumsy idiot that gets in everyone’s way.
You can tell he’s in reality very bothered by these thoughts, But Hal being who he is just buries these feelings under layers of charisma and jokes. He does his best to ignore them, but they come to the surface regularly.
No matter how much you try to affirm how much you love him and that none of these thoughts are true, you can tell he doesn’t really believe you deep down under the surface, as if his self-hate is deeply engrained on his soul.
One day you have enough to Hal making fun of himself, so you decide to do something about it. You will make him see what you see one way or another.
So, you do some research when Hal is away on Lantern business. You end up buying a large full-length mirror and placing it against the wall across from the bed you sleep in at night. You had to work up your nerves to do it as well, and when Hal walked in the door looking like he had been through hell and back you almost changed your mind.
That was until you asked him what happened, and he just laughed a little to himself and said he was just being an idiot like always. That made you angry, not at Hal, but just at the fact that he felt like he had to say those things about himself.
Hal must have been too tired to notice the expression on your face, because he just stumbled to the kitchen to get something to eat or drink.
As he was preparing his food you decide to put your plan into action. Sliding up behind him you wrap your arms around his waist and start kissing his neck, your hands exploring his front and sliding up his shirt.
Having been separated for so long Hal is quick to respond to your advances, his food forgotten as he leans back against you to gasp and moan as you suck hickeys across his neck and jaw.
When you ask to try something new in the bedroom Hal is almost too turned on to really care what it is you want to try, so he agrees without really asking much about it.
Soon you found yourselves in the bedroom, the bed creaking loudly in complaint as you both throw yourself down on it. Gasps and other noises leave the both of you as Hal winds his arms around your neck to draw you closer.
Your hands quickly return to under his shirt, pushing it up his torso until you have to disconnect the kiss to get it off him, your lips quickly meeting again in a desperate kiss.
You were both hard as you grind against one another, hands groping and touching all over each other’s torsos until your clothes are somewhere on the floor, leaving you both naked as the day you were born.
The sight of Hal beneath you, naked, flushed and panting, never grew old. The deep lust mixed with love in his eyes made you throb and your heart warm. To see this beautiful man right there with you always made you feel like the luckiest man in the world.
Hal let out a groan as he pulled you back down, placing your lips on yours and soon your tongue was in his mouth, your tongues curling around each other and getting spit all over the place.
You were quick to find the lube, slick up your fingers, and got to opening up your lover. You knew just where to press your fingers to have Hal keening, his back arching and hips jolting as he grasped at your shoulders.
To Hals surprise you he soon found your positions changed, he was sat in your lap with his back to your chest, your arms around him as you ground your cock between his cheeks.
He let out a choked nose as he saw himself in the mirror you had bought, his mouth opening to ask where you had got it from, but at that moment the head of your length caught on his stretched hole, and you slowly pushed inside.
Hal grasped onto your arms as he was slowly lowered onto your length, his jaw dropping as he released a long rough sound. He couldn’t take looking at himself, so he turned his head away, only for you to reach up to grab hold of his jaw and turn it towards the reflective surface.
That’s when you started talking. Praise and compliments pouring from you like a waterfall as you bottomed, rubbing soothing circles on Hal’s hip as you waited for him to adjust.
When Hal finally got to stutter out a question, asking why you were doing this and what it was about, you told him how seeing him put himself down so much hurt you and you wanted him to see just how great he was.
Hal scoffed at that, as if him being great was some kind of lie you had made up to make him feel better. That’s when you grabbed his hips and started moving.
Hal couldn’t focus too much on his own reflection as he bounced in your lap, the grip you had on his hips moving him up and down your length. He placed his hands over yours, as if giving you his blessing to be in control.
When you kept praising and complimenting him Hal couldn’t help but fluster, his hard length twitching at all the positive attention you were giving him. At some point you stopped moving, using the grip on Hals hips to keep him still. At the frustrated moan Hal let out, you told him you would only continue if he complimented himself.
He let out a confused noise, but when you ground up against his prostate he turned to his reflection. It felt impossible to compliment himself, but the reminder of your cock against his prostate finally made him spill.
As the first compliments spilled from his lips, you started to thrust into him again, making sure to pull out slowly to let him feel your entire length before thrusting inside again. Soon the sounds of Hals gasped attempts at compliments and the sound of your hips meeting filled your shared bedroom.
There was no warning that Hal was near the edge, suddenly he tightened around you and let out a loud wail, spurts of white shooting from him and staining the carpet. But even as he came Hal didn’t stop riding you, not until you too came, pressing into Hal deeply before finishing, painting his insides white.
You both sat there gasping, your arms around Hal and cuddling him close. He was panting and shivering, at some point he turned his head and cuddled it against your own.
Falling back on the bed you took Hal with you, pulling out in the process much to Hal’s disappointment. Wriggling up the bed took some work for your still shaky limbs, but the two of you soon found yourselves with your heads on your pillows, Hal buried deep in your arms as you muttered soft compliments to the man.
Hal’s self-hate and jokes at his own expense wouldn’t stop from just one night together, but the knowledge that you loved him so much helped him somewhat. If he couldn’t love himself, maybe all he needed was for you to love him.
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night-wilf · 1 year
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Writing prompt 56:
The 'Justice League' are a group of law enforcers, funded by 'Bats' who helps them learn and keep up with the new systems. The fire walls of their computers impossible to break.
The anonymous group finding and exposing the information of the morally dark people who gain the system.
'Phantom' had recently joined their group and seems rather good at getting through security in seconds.
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the-might-v · 1 month
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Hettie Cutburn
“One of the former heads in the Empire Society now a Female Furie and Odaila’s pet.”
Hettie was in charge of healing distributions for the empire’s society and other factions. However, after the failed attack led by Darkseid many of the empire’s allies were held for their actions against selling out their own people including the healer. With no other place to find peace they turned to their allies on the hellish world Apokolips but were greatly mistaken for anything especially safety.
The Witch saw half of the society used for the evil warlords own entertainment and use when it came time for her fate Mother Blight intervened having spared the witch’s life but only to have her be added to the greedy woman’s female furries army. After her surgical procedure transforming Hettie along with Kikimora into the latest ‘New-Gods’, the former witch quickly exceeded further then the other furries even gaining Odaila’s favor.
Alongside Mother Blight Hettie now known as…
The Twisted Caretaker… Seisma
Seisma is Odaila’s spy within the ‘Female Furies’ she reports to her mistress and takes joy in tormenting others with her newfound abilities. However, like all of the Blights pets is subjected to humiliation as a slave by Darkseid’s 2nd in command for failure.
Powers & Abilities
Knowledge of the body: Due to being a past healer for the empire society Hettie/Seisma known how to locate and rearrange the broken bodies of her allies or how to enforce more pain then possible to her enemies. New-God Physiology: Hettie now a God herself is much stronger, faster & smarter than her former species despite their resemblance. She now has the following.
Immortality
Super Strength: As one of the most powerful members of the Female Furies. Seisma is strong enough to lift more than 70 tons and can jump great distances creating powerful shock waves upon impact, break steel and impact craters. I addition, to being both a formidable healer/warrior giving Superwoman a run for her money.
durability & reflexes
Anti-matter boots: Enhance her already impressive strength of her legs. Theses boots can crush her victims, and create earthquakes or tremors by stomping onto the ground. Scalpel knife: A personal weapon the new god uses to torture her victims. Magic: After becoming a New God, Hettie magic bile was restored replacing the artificial one to her heart. Now her powers in healing are more then ever before, matching perfectly to her cold-blooded nature. Earning her the title of, Wicked doctor.
Healing Magic: Hettie can cast spells that allow her to heal or protect herself from injuries. She also uses this ability to manipulate and control her victims healing system to increase the level of pain to a whole higher level. Tractor beam emission: Hettie can conjure beams to hold moving objects in place to prevent them from harming her and lose their momentum. Allowing her to attack her targets in place while absorbing their build-up for herself. Weapon Brandishing: Skilled at throwing & using projectiles with ease.
Weakness
Vulnerability to Radion: An unknown substance but its effects are toxic to New Gods.
Power Limiter: Despite her loyalty towards Mistress Blight, Seisma is still forced to wear the power control collar around her neck so, that Odaila remains in full control of her pets. Should she angry or fail she is powerless to the pain unleashed by the collar as are her follow furies. With a flip of a switch Odaila controls the brawny healers powers neutralizing them or empowering her toy. Speed: Seisma is large and powerful but due to her large build and powers of the anti-matter boots. She is the slowest of the Furies. If she were to impact to heavy to an area she could find herself wedged & stuck in place for a counter attack.
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yjcorefourenjoyer · 3 months
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AU that the batkids are all serious and bat-like ONLY WHEN BATMAN ISN’T AROUND
Like when they’re on their own team/out of Gotham? Most respected, calm and serious person there. They have a plan and it will work. “Oh yeah I memorized all the exits and people here the second I entered, you didn’t?” That’s them.
But in Gotham w/ Batman? Pranks galore and singing on patrol, they forget to sleep and forget to eat. When Batman tells them their gonna have a longer patrol they all sigh and complain while trying to give other siblings their work in exchange for doing that sibling’s chore.
But nobody knows that they act like that!! Batman would say something like
“Gosh my kids blew something up I have to go,”
AND EVERYONE WHOSE EVER MET THEM IS ALL CONFUSED LIKE “BUT THEIR A BAT?!?! HUH??!”
and Batman would respond
“Oh yeah you know them, always doing something their not supposed to”
JL: “NO?!”
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lunamugetsu · 3 months
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Danny is a house husband.
That's it, that's all it is.
As the years went on. Danny retired from being a superhero. There was no need for Phantom when the GIW were dealt with and all the ghosts were under control.
Now what's left for him to do but to just sit back, relax, and finally be able to live his life.
Sam and Tucker on the other hand....
Well, they had plenty of pent up rage, wits, and chaos inside their mind to become villains.
But they had one rule.
Never bring work home and to never involve Danny in any of their supervillain business.
Okay that's technically two rules, but they're kind of synonymous especially since Danny has been taking care of their house while also entertaining himself with trying new hobbies.
Tucker and Sam both make sure that they never bring any of their villainy home to Danny, because all they want is for Danny to enjoy his happy hero retirement.
And Danny in turn, doesn't bat an eye when watching the news and seeing that there were magical plants that were attacking sites that oil companies were digging or that somehow Lex Luthor had lost five hundred million dollars and had somehow leaked records showing he was building weapons of mass destruction.
He also doesn't bat an eye when he sees that Tucker had brought home a telescope that definitely looks like it came from some fancy lab because hey, Tucker was making him an observatory so he can look at the stars and planets. While also how they were able to make a great gaming pc with computer parts that are definitely not sold in stores, because hey at least the newest update of Doomed wasn't lagging.
Or that Sam comes home with various plants and animals that are definitely not from planet earth, but hey the three headed wolf-lizard-eagle- hybrid thing (that Danny has affectionately named Fluffy) is pretty great at keeping the pests away from his vegetable garden and likes to eat any of Danny's new food creations and is a great playmate for Cujo.
So you can imagine how the Justice League thinks when dealing with the pair of new villains: Upload (Tucker) and Sam (I could not think of a villain name that would suit her, so it's up to you what you think her villain name would be)
And how they were currently wreaking havoc in the city either by cyber warfare with robots or by magic plant monster or a Frankenstein of both approaches. The heroes had all evacuated the civilians from the battle zone and are currently fighting a losing battle. When they've been effectively captured and restrained by the two. Right before the villains could go into a monologue, they hear a person clearing their throat.
Everybody looks to see a 25 year old man wearing a sweater vest (he made it himself, thank you very much) currently holding onto the leash of a giant glowing green dog and some kind of giant animal hybrid. The man's arms were crossed and was currently not sporting a very happy look on his face.
Tucker and Sam (looking at Danny with hesitant smiles): Hi honey.
Danny (frowning): you missed our anniversary dinner.
Tucker and Sam both pale as they quickly realized what the date and time was.
The league all watch as Sam and Tucker immediately start apologizing to the man that just walked into a battle zone.
Danny (still frowning): Hmph! I guess since you two didn't want dinner you can go back to your little fight. Don't expect me to make you any lunches for the next month, and since you two are having so much fun here, you'll be sleeping by yourselves for the next couple weeks.
The league all watch as they were let go as Sam and Tucker yell as they run after Danny yelling apologies as he was walking away from them.
This is not the last they see of Danny.
When Danny is displeased with either of his partners, he'll invite a hero over to have lunch of afternoon tea.
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kettlefire · 7 months
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Constantine & the King
First time Constantine meets the Ghost King, he's expecting problems. In his line of work, when all the shadows in the room seem to be pulled toward a point in the room. Creating a dark portal that suddenly glowed a startling green, it's more than concerning.
However, Constantine was thrown off by the young man that stepped out of the portal. Young man could be putting it generously. The kid looked barely legal to drink.
However the kid was holding a scroll that looked thicker than his own head. A crown, ring, and cape that just screamed royalty.
Constantine did not expect the kid to greet with joy and friendliness.
It was the Ghost King. The being that held full control over that aspect of the mythical realms. His name was Danny, and Constantine found the kid's lack of professionalism a nice break.
That scroll? Every contract Constantine ever signed that used his soul as a bargianing chip.
Now, Constantine expected annoyance. If his soul was technically meant to end up in the grasp of thw King, wouldn't the kid be pissed?
After all, Constantine was certain one of those contracts was with the prior Ghost King.
Except, Danny loved it. He was all grins and laughter as he spoke about it. The kid complained about the amount of paperwork, sure. Who wouldn't?
Aside from that, Danny adored Constantine's work. His nonchalantness when it came to signing away his soul.
Danny relished in the chaos he has happening among various other entities. Praised Constantine, and thanked him for the entertainment.
Constantine realized that this Ghost King was a brat. He enjoyed the chaos and the drama as long as it hurt absolutely anyone. This kid was a little shithead.
And Constantine got a confirmation. No matter what, no matter what contracts he signed. His soul was going to end up in Danny's hands.
Constantine didn't mind that. He liked the spirit the kid had. Found a fondness for the King.
A fondness that only grew with every impromptu meeting. Every time the room grew colder, and the shadows moved and warped in the room.
Constantine grew accustomed to it. He looked forward to it.
Then it happened.
Constantine was at the Justice League Watchtower. A simple consultation, nothing too crazy. It was all going to be fine.
Until Constantine felt the shift in the room.
The temperature dropped. The shadows shifted and contorted, and a portal began to form.
Constantine waved off the other heroes concern and defense. Turning towards the forming portal, and prepared to see the kid. The kid who was easily his favorite being in the world at this point.
Except that changed once he saw the familiar being step through the portal.
Maybe step was the wrong word. Danny basically stumbled out of the green portal. Landing harshly on his knees in front of the league.
Constantine wasted no time rushing forward. Pulling the kid close to him, and taking in the sight. Looking for any sign of what was wrong.
Blood and a green substance coated the kid's closed. And Constantine noted the cape was completely missing. The kid was in tears, shaking horrible and in a state of complete hysteria.
All Constantine knew, was that he was going to make them pay.
Whoever brought this normally confident and carefree king to his knees, wasn't going to last much longer.
Those bastards will pay.
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purple-goo-writes · 5 months
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What if....
Klarion the Witch Boy was Dan? Slightly reformd no longer destroying the world and de-aged back to 14 Dan Phantom? Except even reformed, Danny's Gremlin Nature and Vlad's Need for Dramatics results in one Chaos Lord fucking with the DC world cause his good older self and Guardian only told him he couldn't kill anyone again.
Plus these mini heroes are so stuffy, they need to live a little! The Light was a bit boring though.
Everything is fine and Dandy until some cultists asshole tries to summon his Dad, thinking the Ghost king was still Pariah Dark. Now he is teaming up with the mini-heroes in order to take down a dark magic cult to stop the summoning, much to their confusion and suspicion.
Robin: why are you helping us?
Klarion/Dan: because Pariah might not be king anymore but who is King will ruin my fun!
YJ: ?!?!
Klarion: *mentally* Dad is soooo Embarrasing! If he is summoned and sees me with the mini-heroes he will he will think I have /shudders/ friends.
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nerdpoe · 9 months
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Radioactive Hero (but not really) au
Danny moves to Gotham, hear him out! There's really good jobs there that pay through the nose and the cost of living is cheap!
Plus, the city is riddled with heroes and vilains! It's so easy to slip under the radar!
Unfortunately, there are so many civilian casualties. Like, all the time. Even in Metropolis!
So Danny, for his first year in Gotham, opens small portals to the Far Frozen and gets schooled on being a field medic. None of his powers can really be used for healing, but they can make people feel better. He just has to be careful to be as far removed from the Phantom moniker as possible, so he can't use any obvious powers.
He gets a bit of a reputation in Gotham; a small time hero of the people, for the people. A hero not invested in fighting, but in dragging civilians away from the danger. He doesn't even have a moniker; people are too busy arguing over the best one for him.
So while aliens are attacking both Metropolis and Gotham, Danny is out in full kit; a gas mask to hide his face, all black, repurposed kevlar from the vests the GCPD did not properly dispose of, no identifying markers.
But one of the clean up crews notices something insanely worrying; the geiger counter they have to point at alien spaceship parts? Yeah. Yeah, it's going off when they point it at the new small-time hero.
That hero's power is radioactivity. Holy shit. It's not at a level that will hurt people, but when he's dodging through fighting the level goes up.
The clean up crew concludes and shares via Twitter that the medic-hero is only a danger to others if he gets too stressed.
Word spreads fast, and pretty soon the absolute second Danny shows up on a scene, all fighting stops.
After all, no one wants to piss off the living Nuclear Bomb.
Basically, Danny's ghost-everything sets off Geiger counters, and now absolutely everyone is convinced that the medic-themed hero only refuses to fight because his meta power is just...being radioactive.
But he isn't.
So now, because it's the perfect cover and completely disassociated from Phantom, he has to play along and pretend like yes; that is his power.
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puppetmaster13u · 8 months
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Prompt 25
 DC merfolk au where the world is practically flooded with small patches where humans live on floating rafts or islands or on top of old buildings long forgotten. (Maybe Atlanteans are human or maybe they’re still around like normal, up to the writer) 
 There’s underwater cities and villages made in reefs, caves, and even in submerged buildings where the merfolk live: Metropolis, Star City, Central City, Gotham, etc
  Of course being DC there’s still heroes and villains (perhaps also merfolk, perhaps humans on ships, once again up to the writer) Maybe their real names are known, maybe they’re not. 
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gatorbites-imagines · 2 years
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Conner Kent/Kon-el aus
Heres two of my aus that i love very much. i tried to put some warnings in there for anyone who doesnt want to read the specific au.
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Id love to write about them if anybody is curious or even has x reader requests for it 👉👈
let me know if you guys are curious about my jason-centric of bat-centric aus
Overall title: Kon Lok-Ghul
 Overall themes and triggers: League but mainly Superman bashing, child neglect in the beginning, self-harm thoughts and alike. Lotsa kryptonian mythos, legends and religion that I made up myself
 Main characters: Kon-El/Conner Kent, Lar-Ghul, Adra Wann-ke, Lok-Ghul.
 Ocs: Lar-Ghul the kryptonian god of the moon, also known as the banished god. Extremely powerful magic user and is the reason kryptonians biggest weakness is magic. Adra Wann-Ke goddess of the sun. Kryptonian goddess of the sun and is the reason they gain energy from the sun and alike. Lok-Ghul, the first and original Nightwing, son of Lar and Adra. Banished to and died in the phantom zone.
 Story, shortened in some cases:  After Lar-Ghul cuts his connection to krypton after the banishment of Lok-Ghul, canon continues as normal. He took all his followers with him to a side dimension of his own creation.
 Everything follows canon until Conner is introduced, this follows more like young justice. But unlike canon where Conner gets introduced to the world and whatnot, this Conner is just kinda left on his own. The league doesn’t trust him at all and are ready if he turns on them, not knowing or caring that Conner can hear them planning his death and whatnot.
 Clark is pretty cruel to Conner in this au, mainly by ignoring him and insulting him, not even referring to him as a living breathing person. Even members who don’t fear Conner ignore his existence, and the titans are ordered to stay away from him. Conner doesn’t even have a name In this au and go by Superboy, since it’s the only name he’s ever been given.
Adra and Lar being gods of krypton have an eye on all living kryptonians and see Conners situation. Lar takes him away from earth and bring him to his side dimension, where Lar and later Adra adopt him.
During the destruction of krypton, Adra took the few loyal followers she still had and brought them to her own side dimenson. The moon and sun faction have been at war for as long as they have existed, but Conner takes the place that Lok-Ghul had in the past, as their “chosen one”. Him simply being there puts the factions at ease.
Lar gifts him magic and Adra gifts him the kryptonian abilities, like flight and lazer eyes and whatnot. He also becomes a lot more resistant to kryptonite since he now has the blood of gods. Time passes differently in the side dimensions so Conner, who now goes by Kon Lok-Ghul, becomes an adult.
   Overall title: Red Krypton, Yellow Krypton, Orange Krypton
 Overall themes and triggers: Major League and titans bashing, child abuse? child neglect, self-mutilation, self-harm, gore and torture, mass genocide. Things like that. Much hurt, little comfort.
 Main characters: Conner kent/Kon-El who goes by Con in this au. Dex-Star plays a smaller role but is there.
 Ocs: None.
 Story, shortened in some cases: After conner is brought into the outside world, the league and titans lock him away in mount justice and ignore his existence. They are convinced he’s evil or a mistake. He has no food or water, and only survives on the little bit of sunlight that gets into his room.
Even after all this Conner, who’s not been named and goes by Superboy still, believes that the league and titans will just need time to get used to him, and that maybe Clark will take him in or teach him about his abilities.
As Conner lays starving in his room, splayed out in the little patch of sunlight, he develops his abilities, like hearing and sense of smell and alike, and he listens to the league and titans and whatnot. He listens to them speak horribly about him and insult him, it makes his heart ache to even hear the titans talk about him this way when they’re supposed to be teammates.
It continues like this for a while, until Kara and Jon are introduced. He listens to them and the rest of the world talk about superman finally getting a sidekick and whatnot and it finally breaks Conner, cuz his last ray of hope was being Supermans anything.
He despises looking like Superman, and goes as far as to start scratching and ripping at his own face, using so much force he rips through the kryptonian flesh. He’s so angry and scared, it feels like it is suffocating him. He screams and cries and yells, cursing the league, the titans, and the world.
That’s when two rings smash through his window, one is yellow and another is red, and one goes on either of his hands. The red and yellow combines and summons an orange suit. By smashing the window, the sun comes inside more, and Conner starts healing immediately when it hits him, his healing having gotten stronger too over all this time.
He feels full of anger and fear and leaves the planet, smashing the wall as he goes. He uses the rings to create a mask that covers his face and most of his head. He feels so full of rage and fear that he releases it on other lanterns that cross his path. When Green lanterns start to try and capture or get rid of him, he vows to kill all of them, resulting in him killing thousands of other lanterns as his kryptonian abilities grow.
He choses the name Con, short for Consequence, as he is the consequence of the league’s actions. His eyes are always glowing red ready to use his lasers but also because he’s overflowing with rage.
On his travels he meets Dex-Star. They become allies, as Con loves animals and Dex-star can get his help in his revenge and because he secretly loves pets. Con will regularly hold Dex-star and pet him.
At some point Con will return to earth and wreak havoc, having grown stronger than ever before. Here he uses his dual wielding rings to almost defeat Superman by crushing him, and kills Kara by using his lasers, think how Superman kills Shazam in injustice. He is only stopped by Hal, who has known of Con, also dubbed Red, yellow or orange krypton depending on who you ask.
Con makes some speech about him being their consequence and their fault before leaving the planet again, having asserted his place. Its first then that they check on mount justice, where it’s been months or years since they’ve heard from Conner, having forgotten about him. They find the destroyed room and old blood stains, and it hits them they have created a monster.
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( So I decided 'fuck it' pitch pearl babyyy, I've seen other people do this ship and decided well why the hell not right. Anyways have fun!)
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Phantom and his council were finally in the end processes to a peace treaty with Earth,
As years went on from what was once only the USA with their Ecto-Acts got worse. The GIW began opening in other countries without them truly realizing what they were allowing, until the Infinity Realms were at the point of declaring war on all of Earth itself.
The only reason that managed not to happen was because of Phantom finally being able to contact the Justice League and sit them down to have an actual conversation about everything that was going on.
That's where they were right now the world leaders, the 3 founders of the JL , and High King Phantom with his council arguing back and forth the peace treaty.
Phantom turned as one of the men stood up
" And just how are we supposed to truly trust you and yours to not take over or cause harm to our people?"
Others began chiming in, arguing that there was no true guarantee in what Phantom was saying.
Until a voice towards the back called out an idea
" Marriage! To truly unite our worlds in peace King Phantom must marry one of our own!"
Phantom subtly tensed the idea of a loveless marriage to a complete stranger made his core tremble with rage.
He glanced around seeing the looks of the people around him, he saw their greed for his power and status, their point for the marriage would be to control him or at least give them an advantage.
Phantom tuned out the arguing between the JL and the rest.
Thinking of what to say to get out of this situation without risking the treaty.
Snapping back to attention holding back a sharp smirk.
" Gentlemen if what you fear is the safety of your people then do not fret I have protected and saved your people and world since my creation, as for your request of a marriage to unify our world then I have wonderful news for I am already married to one of your people and even have children with him."
Phantom looked at the shocked faces around him, a couple grimacing or frowning at their missed opportunity to have control and access to him by one of their chosen.
A rather stupid man for what else could he be with what he said next.
" Then divorce him and marry someone that we find more suitable!"
Phantom's form distorted around him as he processed what he had just heard.
" Divorce? You wish for me to Divorce my husband, the one who I cherish above all else, the one I have shared my core the very being of myself with. The one who I gave my very being and soul to create our children. The one who is half my being, the one who if not for him we wouldn't be speaking at this moment because it was only his word that kept me from declaring war on your world."
"Make no mistake I do wish for peace between our worlds, many of my people are from this world and would like to continue to stay or visit especially for their loved ones, and I would like that for them without the danger of being hunted and torn apart."
"For if I wished war your planet would not stand a chance for what is a few million of your soldiers compared to my infinite soldiers that only would continue to grow as yours died."
"For him I fought and won against the previous tyrant King for daring to to cause him pain, the very King who only was defeated previously by the combined efforts of the strongest in the Infinite Realms, The very same King I defeated alone."
"So please do continue talking against my husband."
"..."
"What is his name?"
"Danny Fenton."
~
Just an Idea
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aziraphale-is-a-cat · 7 months
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DPxDC Warlock Batfamily
They're not warlocks in the traditional sense, no fancy spell work or obvious theming. In fact, most anyone less magically attune than John would just assume they were metas like anyone else on the team, but they weren't.
It took a while to notice, just passing off the magical fluctuations around them as the ebb and flow of the natural world, or maybe some residual curse vibes from Gotham (ew). But it was too consistent. When Batman slipped into the shadows it pulsed, and when Oracle seized control of nearby computers it surged. When Nightwing took his inhuman leaps into the air simply trusting that he would reach his lading point it soared and when that nightmare of a Robin brought a room to darkness it rested like a heavy weight on his shoulders.
They weren't individual users, their eclectically cohesive group structure was too uniform for that; but they weren't some family of sorcerers either, being quite obviously unrelated by blood save for a few. The most likely answer was that they were all warlocks in service to some common diety, taking on aspects of its power to enforce it's will upon the mortal world- and John really hoped it was a helpful entity, because they were in deep shit.
Peeling the partially liquefied tentacle off from across his chest, Constantine sat up and brought his hand up to cup his bruised face. He prayed to whatever was least likely to hold a grudge that their little hail Mary there had bought them enough time to perform a summoning.
"Hey Bat, get your patron on the phone, this is getting fucking Eldritch."
"What the hell are you talking about," Hal Jordan pushed himself out of the rubble with a massive green fist construct. "Bats isn't a magic user."
"Hm." Batman grunted as he picked bone shards out of his gauntlets. "I'll need to get something for the ritual."
Everyone present sat up to look at him like he'd grown another head, except Superman and Wonder Woman who seemed a little excited.
"I'm sorry, you're a magician?" The Flash pipes up from behind the ruins of an old altar, only to receive a level glare from his black clad coworker.
"Warlock."
"Oh."
Constantine grabbed onto some chains hanging from the precariously damaged ceiling, rising to his feet. "We don't have much time; that thing's off licking its wounds in space or something, but it'll be back. You go off and collect whatever artefact you have from wherever you hid it and I'll start drawing the circle, where are we pulling your Patron from?"
Batman nodded in agreement. "The Infinite Realms."
"Fucking Hell."
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The Watch Tower was crowded when Batman returned flanked by two other members for his little hero coven, carrying a small case decorated with constellations and nebulae.
Wonder Woman stepped up to look at the container, obviously curious, but not touching it.
"It will be wonderful to see him again, Batman. After this is dealt with I hope to hear the tales of my sisters from beyond."
"He'll definitely be happy to chat after we're done," Nightwing commented. "I hear he's been training with Pandora."
Red Robin nodded to that, an exasperated look on his face as he likely anticipated a long and drawn out conversation about different kinds of swords. Amazons liked their blades.
John gave that idea some concideration, Amazonian ghosts probably get up to some killer fights without having to worry about, ya know, death. He called out to the Dark Knight, "I've got the circle done, now we just need your call."
The three of them walk over to the summoning circle unceremoniously carved into the watch tower floor, Batman narrowing his eyes at the damaged paneling but saying nothing otherwise. The Dark Knight opens the case in his hands and pulls out what appears to be a small model space station.
The Coven spread themselves evenly around the circumference of the circle and Batman begins the ritual. "Salve patrōnem, egō stellam vocō." He throws the model space station into the circle where it appeared to float as the symbols in the ground lit up.
Slowly, a figure formed in the center, first as hands holding the model and spreading out over its arms and to its body in the shape of a young boy. He seemed to be wearing a black rubber hazmat suit with white accents and green lichtenberg figures crawling up his left arm. White hair appeared and with it piercing green eyes that seemed to be fixed on the toy in his hands. A cape flowed out behind him less like fabric and more like the endless void of space littered with stars and a cold weight settled on the room.
"Damn B, y'all really fucked up the floor this time."
Red Robin snorted, "Nice to see you too, Danny."
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little-pondhead · 9 months
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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
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creepslayer7 · 5 months
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anything???
Does anyone have/know of any AO3 fics where it's Danny interacting with either the justice league or the batfam ect. and he's super casual and open about being a dead kid and they're just horrified/sad that this is a dead child.
Like I imagine he's excited to talk about his powers with other super's and he's talking about his ghostly wail:
Danny: "and I have this really cool scream power, I call it my ghostly wail. None of the other ghosts have it, I think it's cuz I died screaming but idk. 🤷‍♂️
Everyone else: horrified silence 😰
Danny: "Oh yeah, my parents don't know about me being dead either, like they see me as phantom practically every day and yet they still don't know It's me HA! I guess they're too busy shooting me to recognize me. It's been years of just. "Let's destroy that ecto-scum!" "No jack, let's capture it so we can study it!" "You're right honeybun, let's rip it apart molecule by molecule!" Dude you would not believe how funny it is watching them run around like headless chickens when I'm invisible haha!"😂
Everyone else: horrified silence again 😰
Danny:"Oh yeah I never got a grave. My parents still haven't noticed I'm dead yet. Which is weird cuz I died at home in our basement like TWO YEARS AGO. They turned it into a lab and they built this machine buuut they thought it didn’t work. *says the rest like it's a funny story* but they-haha-they put the on and off button!-snort- they put it on the inside so-ha- so when I went in and I tripped? I-giggle- I fell right on it!! And it-it flooded my body with soooo much electricity that IT KILLED ME!! So now I have super powers! hahaha like isn't that crazy? Ha I'd like to see you guys have a better origin story. Whew *wipes tears of laughter *
Everyone else: horrified silence again 😰
Someone *Sadly*: "How-how old were you? When... you died?"
Danny *swinging his feet and humming a cheery tune*: Oh it was on my 14th birthday. My friends came over celebrate with me and they were gonna take a picture of me in the machine but then I accidentally turned it on. And POW! Dead.
Everyone else: horrified silence once again 😰
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justwannabecat · 1 year
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“That’s it! I give up!” Phantom yelled. As though he had said something blasphemous, all fighting stopped as the participants stared in confusion. “You humans think you’re the paragon of all existence, proclaiming that anything different is lesser. Well we aren’t! We’re just as sentient as you are, and we have thoughts and feelings! You just choose to ignore it so you can justify your xenophobic actions!”
Phantom turned to Technus, who had frozen in shock as Phantom went on his tirade. “And you! Tell the other ghosts I’m done saving them, too, because none of you care! You don’t care if property is destroyed, or if humans get hurt, or if other ghosts get hurt! All you care about is your stupid Obsessions! You’re too caught up in your own mind to see what you’re doing to everyone around you!”
“But your Obsession is Protection, is it not? You’ve never stepped down from a fight-“ Technus began. Phantom didn’t let him finish.
“My Obsession is Space! If I had my way, I’d spend my nights stargazing, or maybe even on the moon! Instead I’m stuck cleaning up your messes because you can’t control yourselves!” Phantom growled. He glared at the crowd of people who had gathered, curious as to why all fighting had stopped.
“Humans are cruel and hateful. Ghosts are ignorant and careless. I’m tired of wasting my time protecting both sides from the other and being blamed for it. I quit. If anyone dies, or is captured, it’s no longer my problem.“
Like that, Phantom vanished.
The Fentons celebrated, not even noticing Technus make his own escape. The crowd murmured, worry just as prevalent as confidence. The few phones that were recording the event were put away, and later the footage would be checked. Unfortunately, most recordings were corrupted beyond recognition.
Most, but not all.
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Amity Park. Ground Zero for the start of the war between the Living and the Dead. Humanity and Ghosts.
Why it had only recently escalated to this, Batman couldn’t tell. His research found that there had been a portal opened to the Realms years ago, and the laws passed just a year after that. Most of the town was stuck behind an information blackout that the government refused to give access to. Whatever happened, Constantine assured him that it was almost certainly the government’s fault.
After almost three weeks of trying to get beyond the firewalls, he finally figured it out. “Research” that claimed ghosts were nothing but evil. News articles calling “Phantom” a troublemaker. Forums that spoke about how “Phantom” ruined the town while fighting other ghosts.
A video, old and grainy but still clear enough to be used as evidence. A glowing, white-haired boy that told everyone he was done. That he was tired of fixing everything. Of saving everyone. That nobody was good, everyone was bad, and they were on their own.
They used to have a hero, but Phantom left. Without him, both sides tore at each other until there was nothing but an all-out assault. They needed to stop this, but without a mediator they would not make it through to the ghosts.
If they could find Phantom, perhaps they could fix everything before it was too late.
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