#random bit

[cvbullshit]

Heart to Heart (Unnamed AU)

It was dark, a gentle cold breeze flowed from no where yet deathly still and silent. The faint echo of voices could be heard but nothing more.

The human stands there, gripping a white chained necklace with a black heart attached to it, staring at the ground, one red eye visible from their bangs. They feel the familiar presence behind them, yet they do not bother to make contact.

"Your time is running out."

"I didn't ask. Who gave you the right to time me on this anyway?" They retort, letting go of their necklace, allowing it to hang down on their chest once more.

"Is that rhetorical?"

"Don't start playing around now." They snapped, not bothering to look back to the man.

"They do say the teenage phase is the hardest to handle."

The human falls silent for a moment and sighs, "You sent him, I know you did. Why?"

"Who? The Classic one? The Energetic One? The Positive one? Or do you perhaps mean the ones from your team? The Glitching one? The Mad One? Possibly the Hooded on-"

The human quickly turns around and glares at the man, "YOU KNOW WHICH ONE! That Shopkeeper! And... The clown." They snap, hesitating to mention the second one.

"Jester, dear child, clowns and jesters are two different things."

"Ugh, shut up." They say, crossing their arms, "Why did you send them?! You created this opportunity for me so why did you create things that actively get in my way?!"

"A very nice day we're having, aren't we?"

"Just spit it out!!" The human yelled, taking a step closer.

"...Because then there's no story."

"What are you talking about?" They say, exasperated already.

"I stopped my story for you, so that I got a chance at something interesting. A fight to see what will win! The brilliant one who dares push back on that of fate or the crumbling darkness that is in tune for the very path one must take."

The human went silent for a moment, angry at the vagueness but unable to find words to respond with.

"Your choices were never meant to matter, dear child. The one leading your fate had that say. Yet I went against my plans, my word for them. All for you. For a chance at something you could show me that I had not seen yet. A story worth letting go it's own path."

"...But it was never going by itself, was it?" They ask, simply, "Not with you around to control it."

"Perhaps so."

"...You act as if I'm not the first off track story that has been entertaining you." They add, glaring more.

"You would be correct. You have a sister in the works. She shares the same purpose as you, to make something new, something interesting, a story that expands what anyone had planned."

"...She is not my sister in any way." The human said, annoyed and done with this very un-enlightening conversation, "So don't talk as if you're our father! You're not my dad, you're some shit sent from hell!"

A face flashes in the dark, going back and forth between white and black, eyes narrowing at the human. The voices in the back getting louder.

"Nor are you my child, dear vessel."

There was never a man there.

A red glow comes from behind the human, they turn back to see the red cage with the floating red heart inside. Whispers come from it.

Yet the human refuses to listen, the other voices getting louder to the point where they might not even be able to hear the red words.

Louder yet louder.

Harder yet harder.

Darker yet darker.

"KRIS!" A sudden voice yelled in front of them as a snap was heard. Kris snapped out of it to look at the one who yelled, their eyes meeting with Murder. Back into the hideout they were. "Finally, jeez. Was actually starting to annoy me there. Hurry up, let's go, Error needs us to go to another place. We don't have all day!" Murder said, ending his annoyed tone with a more playful and chill one, walking off. Kris nodded, "Yes, of course." They said before looking to the lonely caged soul for a moment, then following behind Murder.

#random post #undertaleau #multiverse au #for fun #storytelling #part of a story #random bit #dusttale sans #dust sans #murder sans #deltarune au #kris dreemurr #deltarune kris #unnamed au #based on another au #extended on another au #idk why #i was bored ok

[not-rude-ginger]

I'm going through some old (in that they're my first toyings with Untamed) bits and pieces I wrote, and I thought this one had some good crunchy stuff in it.

It's from the JC is a pod person fic I still want to write. I was still figuring out everyone's voice, the pinyin, but I think the idea was solid. It just has such a big cast for a chunk of it, I dread having to write it.

By the time they were done exploring the other sects had begun to arrive. Jīn Líng joined Jiāng Chéng in welcoming them, one after the other and Wèi Wúxiàn took the opportunity to watch Jiāng Chéng for anything unusual. It was difficult to say what he was looking for because he did not really know Sect Leader Jiāng the way he knew Jiāng Chéng. Sect Leader Jiāng did seem rather… disinterested in his guests, but that did not seem like a massive change to how Jiāng Chéng would normally have felt, though maybe he would have hid it a bit better.

“Ah, Sect Leader Jiāng!” crowed Sect Leader Yao as he approached with his entourage. Sect Leader Jiāng looked him up and down as the older man bowed obsequiously, looking faintly amused. “Thank you for the invitation to your home.”

“It’s a Cultivation Conference, everyone is invited,” said Jiāng Chéng flatly and Wèi Wúxiàn looked away to hide his grin.

“Still, it is an honour to be received so warmly,” said Sect Leader Yao in a bald faced lie because Jiāng Chéng’s expression was flat and empty as he stared at the man. “I brought a gift.” A disciple hurried up and held out a pretty lacquered box. Jiāng Chéng reached out and flicked it open, revealing an ornate hand mirror. Jīn Líng and Jiāng Mín peered at it with approval, and Jiāng Mín took the box from the disciple. Jiāng Chéng watched them take it away and said,

“Do you think I’m pretty Sect Leader Yao?”

Wèi Wúxiàn choked on the wine he’d been drinking and buried his face in his elbow to smother the sound as Sect Leader Yao let out a noise of offence and Jīn Líng said,

“Uncle, stop trying to be funny!”

“Who said I was trying to be funny?” asked Jiāng Chéng and Wèi Wúxiàn turned back in time to see Jiāng Chéng tilt his head to the side without the slightest change in his expression, “Why else would you give a Sect Leader a mirror?”

Sect Leader Yao sputtered a bit more before Jiāng Mín came back and quietly beckoned them to follow. As soon as they were out of earshot Jīn Líng rounded on Jiāng Chéng,

“Uncle, you can’t say that to a sect leader!”

“But I just did,” said Jiāng Chéng, his tone as flat as his expression.

“You would break my legs if I did it!”

“Really? I don’t think I’d give a shit what you do,” said Jiāng Chéng. Any amusement Wèi Wúxiàn had felt before vanished.

“Uncle what is wrong with you?” Jīn Líng demanded.

“You think something is wrong with me?” asked Jiāng Chéng.

“Well you’re acting weird!”

Jiāng Chéng looked down at Jīn Líng for a long moment, and Jīn Líng started to squirm under the gaze. Wèi Wúxiàn tensed up, there was something very unpleasant in the way Jiāng Chéng was looking at Jīn Líng, like he was an insect Jiāng Chéng was considering crushing. Jīn Líng shifted backwards, his shoulders tensing and his grip on Suihua tightening. Then Jiāng Chéng reached up and pinched Jīn Líng’s chin, which made Jīn Líng jump about a foot in the air and stumble backwards. Jiāng Chéng smiled, a slow, malevolent smile.

“Pathetic.”

“Jiùjiu!” Jīn Líng cried, sounding upset, and Wèi Wúxiàn stepped in.

#my writing #jiang cheng #wei wuxian #jin ling #plot ideas #random bit

[wasyago]

quiet hours

closeups under the cut :]

i really like these

#was possessed by a random urge to draw an interior. so post office it is #very happy with how it turned out. the colors the details its so fun uwu a bit messy in places but i do NOT want to render this #also looks a bit like an anime screenshot bc only the characters have line. and i think it's cool #hermitcraft #pearlescentmoon #ethoslab #tangotek #my art #yago but better

[thebibliosphere]

I feel like I've complained about Tim's email situation in Gotham Knights before (edit: I have), but the truth of it is just so funny.

He's signed up for so many podcasts, video game streamers, and random news alerts; it's just a constant barrage of data going straight into his constantly whirring brain. Hell, he even floats the idea of the Batfamily having their own podcast as a way to correct misinformation about them (which Jason shoots down instantly), and it's made me realize something.

Timothy Drake would be a YouTuber.

In this universe specifically, Timothy Jackson Drake, the heir to Drake Industries and the foster son of the late Bruce Wayne would be a YouTuber.

Think about it. It'd be the perfect cover. Who would ever suspect that some 16-year-old nepo baby with a YouTube channel could ever be Red Robin? You'd have to be mad. I mean, look at him.

Red Robin just dropped out of literal thin air and garotted someone four times his size, and you expect anyone to believe that's the same kid who does 24-hour Minecraft charity streams and occasionally drops 6-hour video essays (his last one was on Lex Luthor's illegal bit mining operation on the moon)?

That kid?

You think that kid is Red Robin?

Ch'yah, okay, sure. And the Joker is funny 🤡.

#gotham knights game #I'm now incorporating this into all my Tim headcanons across the multiverse #twice a week as part of maintaining his Normal Teenager Identity #he streams random shit on YouTube/Twitch #he's got the full gamer set up in the background #LED lights around the ceiling and walls #rainbow keyboard/headset #mini fridge filled with Monster Energy Drinks #(other streamers have 'take a shot' prompts in chat. his audience has 'drink water before you die') #whenever he hosts a charity stream Bruce makes an appearance in chat via the official Wayne Enterprises account #and promises to match whatever they raise #and then hangs about for a bit to cheer Tim on #he's the epitome of 'are ya winning son?' meme #meanwhile off screen #Tim's keeping an eye on a seperate monitor #and helping Babs run remote ops #if his stream suddenly dies (which is does fairly often) he blames it on the Manor having shitty wifi #and that tracks #it's an old house #it's probably FILLED with lead and dead signal spots #in reality Tim killed the stream because Red Robin is needed #and no one will ever know

[ionomycin]

Shore of bones

#artists on tumblr #it's finally getting warmer #my brain remembered how to produce happy chemicals again #so ready for summer #it's time to touch so much grass #i recently got obsessed with a game #i know this is a bit random but it's ffxiii-2 #it's just so much fun? #i'm just grinding and capturing monsters #listening to all the banger tracks #yes the plot is ass but i just ignore it

[ahhrenata]

the screencaps that inspired these doodles

#i likes tweaking screencaps up a bit #its fun to switch expressions and hairstyles around #and when a screencap doesnt inspire.. random reference photos usually work.. i just slap the character faces on it and build from there #clone wars #star wars #anakin skywalker #obi wan kenobi #ahsoka tano #sw art #artblock still going strong so its just little warmup doodles lately 😅

[chaos-bringer-13]

Injured and trying to hide after a fight with GIW, Danny has to overshadow the first person he sees. Because of how weak he is at the moment, overshadowing doesn't work as usual, and he's just a voice in the guy's head, no actual control over the body. The person he overshadowed? Billy Batson.

Yes, it's divine twitch chat au. Billy probably doesn't even notice a new voice for some time. Danny is very confused because there are just so many people in there and they're gods and who the hell did he possess???

#dpxdc #dcxdp #dc x dp #dp x dc #Danny: I just need to hide somewhere for a bit #Danny seeing a random kid: Sorry dude I promise I'm gonna leave soon- what the hell. #Divine twitch chat: Danny has entered the chat #prompt #I don't know if someone already did this #I definitely have seen a “Dan is in the divine twitch chat” prompt and some “Danny possesses someone to hide from GIW” #but nothing about Danny overshadowing Billy and ending up in this chaos that Billy's head is #Danny has entered the chat

[keysandcrosses]

drawtober day 21-31

#one piece #portgas d ace #bon clay #nico robin #vinsmoke sanji #sir crocodile #trafalgar law #edward newgate #dracule mihawk #bartolomeo the cannibal #vinsmoke ichiji #charlotte pudding #fanart #my art #tysm for the love! #a bit exhausting but i made it!!! #all the posts are in order as in nico is day 21 #croc is day 22 and so on #i made the prompt list myself...it's just a randomizer of my fave characters HAHA you can find it on twitter

[caramelldansenu]

bonus sketches

kittys first sneeze

#art #fanart #drawing #sketch #cult of the lamb #cotl #cotl narinder #it goes on random angry tangents when it feels even a little bit pissed off #lamb: pass the salt please :D narinder: you're useless you cant even get up to get your own salt stupid dumb lazy idiot #shams and the lamb constantly hang out with it so it doesn't feel lonely everytime they see it sitting alone they go; ohhhh :(( #it finds this extremely annoying

[bluerosefox]

Family Resemblance

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I had another 11pm brain worm.

Enjoy

-x-x-

Daniel Wayne, the younger toddler brother of Bruce Wayne and the son of Martha and Thomas Wayne had been kidnapped the night their parents were murdered.

Daniel had been snagged the moment their killer heard people headed to the alley and Bruce in his state of shock didn't realize it until it was far to late and could only scream in horror (from everything) as his baby brother is crying his name. (If you wanna make it even more heart wrenching, make it Danny's first time being able to say Bruce's name right and/or Bruce had said some mean things to Danny earlier after he accidentally broke something of Bruce's, something like 'I wish youd go away' or 'I never wanted a brother, you're such a bother!')

Bruce is being held by Alfred as some police officers are chasing down the Wayne's parents killer while some stay behind to see if they could do something.

Minutes turn to hours and as they wait, praying the police at least found Danny, Bruce is ridden with guilt. From his parents death to allowing his brother to be kidnapped.

Eventually the police return to give Alfred and Bruce the news. And it's not good.

The killer escaped and Danny was nowhere to be found.

And it would take many years before he would be found.

-x-x-

Bruce gets a call from Damian during school hours one day. When he answers he is greeted with Damian demanding him to get to the school and explain himself.

Confused Bruce asks what does he mean and Damian responds with

"The two new students in class today are the spitting images of you and I father! Either they are poorly created clones or you have more hidden blood children!"

-x-x-

Meanwhile the very students being discussed are calling up someone too

"Ellie? Dan? What's wrong? You better not have made too much chaos already, I just paid for the uniforms for that place."

"DAD! I THINK ANOTHER ONE OF THE FRUITLOOPS FAILED CLONES SOMEHOW SURVIVED!"

"What?"

#danny phantom #danny fenton #crossover #dp x dc #blue rambles #danny phantom dc #writing ideas #random idea #dpxdc #bruce and danny are siblings #danny was a toddler when he was kidnapped #somehow someway he escaped or was dumped out of Gotham #due to how young Danny was and how traumatized he was about that night he forgot everything but his first name #no one really connected the dots that Danny was the missing Wayne child #mostly due to no public photographs of Danny #he had been born very early and no one was sure he was going to make it #and going to the theater had been his first time being finally allowed out of the manor #only for it to end in tragedy #years later though #Danny moves to Gotham with his kids #a deaged and raised from infanthood Danielle 'Ellie' Fenton and Dante 'Dan' Fenton #Damian was not ready to see them #he thinks theyre poorly made clones since one looks more like his father than him and the other is a girl #or more secret children his father didnt know about #Ellie and Dan think Damian is an escaped clone of Vlads #Bruce and Danny meet at the school and Bruce nearly has a heart attack at the young man who looks so much like his parents #Danny is a bit weirded out because Bruce looks very familiar somehow

[sojourner-between-worlds]

Even if you, personally, don't hate Discord's new UI, I am begging ya'll to still send them the following feedback:

"The changes made to Dark Mode are an accessibility issue due to the lack of a low contrast option for those who need it."

The previous dark gray was never ideal, tbh, but it was still worlds better than what we have now. As someone who can feasibly get by with the new dark mode but vastly prefers low contrast, and as someone who knows people who do need low contrast -- please tell them about this problem.

#discord #its all terrible but most of it i can get over #this i will not #its a problem and they NEED TO KNOW its a problem #disability #autism #autistic #random ramblings #PLEASE mind me #disability visibility #disability advocacy #idk what all to tag this with but hopefully thatll at least get it seen a little bit

[wasyago]

kyaaa (>w<) ! he's late for school important business meeting ! !

#hermitcraft #tangotek #my art #sketch #random doodle idk 🕺🕺🕺 #its a bit weird looking but im too lazy to clean it up 😔

[is-not-a-bell]

Ghost blobs lead someone to Danny

(There is a part 2 now)

Batman froze at the floating blob, nearly the same color of lauzus waters and glowed even brighter. It seemed to notice him and ziped over to him at an alarming speed. Batman tensed ready to strike. But the thing just hovered in front of him and humming? It sounded desperate and worried, despite sound completely inhuman. His lack of response on seemed to increase the noise it made now make odd movements in one direction.

Before he could blink suddenly he was swarmed with the things. Some started pushing at his back and face. Others grabbed at his cape and tried tugging him forward. All of them humming the same desperate tune. Against his better judgement, a feeling in his chest told him to follow. "Alright" He whispered to the odd blobs. "Lead the way." Several bolted away as he chased behind them. A few stayed with him flying next to him or tucked into his cape.

He followed them over buildings until they reached a warehouse district. He was lead to an area designated for demolition. Finally the blobs float to the ground stoping at a warehouse with a door left ajar.

When Batman pushed the doors open he saw nothing, he stood still for a moment. He nearly thought it was a trap. Before the familiar gentle push urged him on. The ones leading him before flew behind a pile of trash and just barely he could see a faint glow behind it.

When Batman walked behind the trash pile, he froze. A dozen more blobs were there all crowding around a dimly glowing child. The white haired child was curled up and seemed to be bleeding lauzrus green. Batman rushed over and grabbed the child's wrist to feel for a pulse. His heart lurched when he found one, and it lurched again when the boy moved. He whimpered and weakly tried pulling away.

He sprang into action and pulled the boy to himself. He grabbed his bandages and gently uncurled the boy to see his wounds. He froze again at the Y-shaped cut on his chest and the countless other cuts left on him. "Please- please stop." Batman snapped back to when the boy spoke. "It's alright, you're safe now." He said softly, he wrapped the boy up as best he could. "What's your name?" He asked as he gently picked the boy up.

The boy was humming like the blobs he realized, it was far weaker like a buzzing in his hands. "Danny" The boy replied, Batman nearly didn't hear him. "I'll keep you safe Danny, I promise." At that Danny seemed to relax and melt into him. Batman called the Batmobile.

The blobs followed them outside a few seemed to fly away before coming back. Like they were patrolling the area. Others were comforting Danny, rubbing up against him or humming a different sound possibly to reassure him. "What are they?" Batman asks, hoping to get some information before the boy could pass out. "Blob ghosts." He muttered.

"Ghosts?"

"It's what I am, but I'm really bad at it" Danny mumbled the last part to himself but Batman caught it. A ghost entity? It would explain the lack of a pulse and even the wounds. A ghost haunted with his own autoposy scars. Before he could ask more the bat mobile stopped in front of them.

Batman hopped inside and gently place Danny in the passenger seat, buckling him in. The blob ghosts followed tucking into the back in a quick flurry. And like that Batman set off. He called Alfred. "Alfred, prepare the medbay. I have a severely injured unknown."

"Right away"

Batman barely managed to keep the boy awake all the way to the Batcave. Batman tries to ignore Alfred's shocked face as he sees Danny and the swarm of blob ghosts that follow them. "You didn't say they were this unknown."

"Danny says that they are 'blob ghosts' and claims he is a ghost as well. But that he is bad at it some how." Batman explained as they rushed to the medbay. When Batman set the boy down a white ring of light appeared around the boy it split and passed over him. They were left with a very human looking boy who was now bleeding red, mixing in with the green.

He and Alfred shared a look of shock. Before having to push the feeling away to help the boy.

#dcxdp #dp x dc #dpxdc #dc x dp #Batman is totally calling the nearest magic man he can to come help him #How Danny got there is up to interpretation #Mine is Danny managed to escape to the ghost zone being led by blob ghosts before they all get swept up in a random portal #And the blob ghost went to find help #Batman was the only one that didn't run away #And he had an aura of protection and something that felt close enough to ghost core #They were basically screaming at him to come help their boy #I'd imagine that Jason could understand them a bit better. #He'd probably get swarmed by them too

[fruity-arts]

What do you mean dress up??? The extremely cute and flawless fairy princess guardian of your dreams is here!!!!

#AAAAAAAAAAAAAA lilia vanrouge. #lilia dressing up as a princess so little silver can dress up as a knight to save him from the dragon (malleus) is real to me also #but I just needed to draw peepaw being a silly princess #had fun rendering this :] #I was playing around a bit with brushes #he gets a crown AND a bow because I said so #twisted wonderland #twst #twst fanart #diasomnia #lilia vanrouge #twisted wonderland fanart #disney twisted wonderland #also kinda random but I loveeee Lilia’s room #I want to look through all his souvenirs and trinkets #twst art

[katmaatui]

Reading 60s comics are just "the most insane plot you could imagine," "better characterization than anything post 2010," "the most racist thing you have ever read in your life," "actually fairly good women writing," "freak writer," "the best art you have seen," "10,000 narration plot" and "the most insane plot you could image 2: the electric boogaloo"

#I'm reading gl comics again and they're so much fun and then Tom is on the screen and you die a bit inside #Random DC Stuff

[bet-on-me-13]

Wes ruins everything

Wes had finally done it, he had finally realized why nobody ever belived him about Fenton and Phantom! It made so much sense now, he had been looking for an answer for years, thinking he was going crazy because everybody refused to see the Obvious!

He was Cursed!

He literally had an Ancestoral Curse on his Bloodline that made it so that all those born with the gift of Prophecy would be ignored! A Gift of Prophecy that he apparently had.

It was Cassandra's Curse, the one from Greek Myths. Apparently she was his Great×1000 Grandmother and passed down the Gift (and Curse) of Prophecy to him. And he knew how to break it!

All he needed to do was gather the right resources, chant the correct incantations, make sure not to accidentally summon a Demon in the process, and he could just foist the Curse onto some other poor schmuck. Sure it would suck for them, and he would loose his Gift of Prophecy, but Wes had been ignored for Years at this point, he needed validation!

So he did the Ritual, and he didn't mess it up, and he managed to get rid of the Curse.

Now all he had to do was convince everybody that he was right for the first time in his life! This was going to be great!

...

Cass didn't know what was going on.

A while ago, she had started getting these...gut feelings that she couldn't explain.

She would look over the details of a Case her Family was working on, and see a patern that the others were seemingly ignoring. Like when she realized that The Penguin was about to raid the Docks on the East Side, but the others were convinced it was going to be on the West.

But when she had tried to tell them, they had brushed her off. "We've already concluded that he will begin the Raid on the West side, no need to go to the East."

She had gone anyways, and low and behold she had been right. But nobody even acknowledged that she had been right at all, they had just wondered how they had missed the signs, not even questioning how she had known.

It wasn't limited to Cases either. Even small things, like telling her brother's where the TV remote was were brushed off, and hours later they would still be looking, never even having checked where she told them.

It seemed that no matter what, nobody cared about her point of view anymore. They kept brushing her off, telling her she was wrong, actively ignoring her ideas.

And it was getting worse. They were starting to ignore her more and more, forgetting she was in the room, not calling her down for Dinner, even forgetting to check in on her during Patrol.

She knew that there must be something going on, Magical or otherwise, but when she tried bringing it up with her Dad or JLD, they would also Brush her off.

Her Family was forgetting her. And they didn't even realize it.

...

Danny was not okay at the moment.

When he had gone to school a few weeks ago and noticed everybody staring at him, he didn't give it much thought. Maybe Dash or Paulina had spread another Rumor about him again, not too out of the ordinary.

When his name had been called over the Intercom, he hadn't thought much of that either. His grades were falling even more than usual, so he assumed his Guidance Counselor wanted to have another talk with him.

When he walked into the Principals Office to see both of his Parents and some GIW Agents, that's when he realized something big must have happened.

He didn't have much of a chance to react when the Shields went up, but he did react when the first Ecto-Blast scorched the wall behind him. His Parents began to scream at him as they fired their Blasters, something about replacing somebody? He didn't know, he was pretty preoccupied at the moment.

It took more effort than he cared to admit to escape the Room, but a stray shot to the hidden Shield Projector under the Principals Desk proved to be his saving grace. Unfortunately the moment he escaped the Office, he was met with a veritable Army of GIW Agents, all armed to the Teeth with Weapons he had never even seen before.

He managed to get away for a moment, hiding in the Bathroom as the Agents chasing him passed it by. That's when he met Wes.

He obviously hadn't been expecting him, but the moment he saw him Wes put on a smug look. "Oh hi Fenton, trying to get away from the other students?"

Danny had replied with confusion, "What the hell are you talking about?!"

"I finally managed to convince everybody about you, now everyone knows that you're Phantom! I'll bet you're hiding from all of the other Students hounding you for questions right?"

"...it was you?"

"Yeah, so? I finally get to be right!"

"...You absolute MORON-"

That was the last Danny got to say to Wes before an Ecto-Blast launched him through a Wall, seeing his face morph into a look of Shock just before the dust cloud covered it up.

Since that day, Danny had been on the Run. Nowhere was safe anymore now that the GIW knew both his Human and Ghost's faces, but he had to keep running. He crossed state Lines already, and was on his way to the next Ecto-Rich City he could sense, somewhere in New Jersey.

He cursed his Fenton Luck every day. Why had everybody believed Wes this time?! Nobody had ever belived him before, nobody even seemed to acknowledge his existence after a while! What had changed?

Danny just wanted to rest already.

...

Cass had taken to Patrolling alone recently. She had taken to doing a lot of things alone, actually.

After the first month, it seemed that nobody could remember that she was in the room with them, even if she was within their eyeline, she just faded into the background. By the 2 Month Mark they had stopped talking to her entirely, although occasionally she would get a Text or two from her dad. By the 3 month Mark she was completely invisible, and By the 5th she had been forced to get used to it.

She didn't know what was going on, was it a Meta Ability? Magic? Alien Tech? She had no idea.

She had begun to cook for herself after the first time Alfred forgot to set her Plate at the Table. The same with Washing her own Clothes, Cleaning her Room, and Paying her Phone Bills. At the very least the Automated Allowance Payments to her Account had kept up, or she wouldn't have been able to go to her favorite Cafe anymore.

It was bittersweet for her. She used to go to that Cafe every week with Alfred, but he didn't even come on his own anymore. Had he only come for her? Did she really mean that much to them? It hurt, she finally had a family that cared for her and suddenly she didn't exist to them.

She sat alone at a Table, ignored by everyone in the Cafe as usual, when a new face walked in. He looked about her age, a little roughed up, walking with a sort of cautious gaint, as if he was scared of something. His Body Language seemed to agree with her assessment, as his body practically screamed "Worry" in its movements.

Cass stopped watching at that point. Just another Gotham Teen, probably worried over something like getting not having enough money or getting mugged on the way home. It was a Common sight in Gotham.

She attention was pricked again for a moment when she heard a voice speak up. "Uh, can I sit here?"

She ignored it, he wasn't talking to her.

"Um, excuse me? Miss? Could I sit here?" He repeated.

She ignored him again, he wasn't talking to her. Nobody talked to her.

"Hello? Do you have Earbuds in?" He said, and he waved his hand in front of her face.

Her face. He waved his hand. In front of Her Face.

He was talking to her.

She looked up at him sharply, seeming to startle him for a moment before he asked, "So, is that a no?"

"You can see me?" She asked.

He looked a bit bewildered, but replied "Uh, yeah? Why would I not? Are you...a Ghost?". That last part sounded a bit suspicious.

"No. Not a Ghost. But nobody sees me. Ever. Nobody remembers me." She replied. She had never spoken this much to anybody outside of her Family, but in the past few weeks she had been starved for interaction.

He seemed slightly interested, and sat down at her table. He looked her in the eyes, and said "Do you...talk about it?"

She smiled. He could see her.

#Dpxdc #Dp x dc #Dcxdp #Dc x dp #Danny Phantom #Dc #Dcu #Batman #Cassandra Cain #Cassandra's Curse #Wes Weston has Cassandra's Curse #He manages to get rid of it and foists it onto a random person #That being Cassandra Cain (because irony) #The Cassandra Curse works a bit differently here #The User will slowly become less relevant and more ignored in the lives of the people around them #Until nobody can even be bothered to remember they exist and the Prophecy they speak becomes utterly useless #Ever wonder why Wes isn't an actual character in the Show? It's because everybody including the Audience forgot about his ramblings #Danny is unaffected because of Ghost Shenanigans #Wes Weston reveal Danny Phantom #He was so obsessed with finally being right that he didn't think of the consequences #He's still a moron though and doesn't have a way to undo it #Danny is on the Run #This is Cass/Danny if you didn't catch on #Danny has been Unseen because hasn't been able to talk to people for months due to being on the run #Cass has been Unseen for months because that's when she was cursed #Both haven't talked to another person is so long and it is relieving #They live together Unseen for Months since they don't know how to fix either of their situations #Dead Silent #That's their Ship name right? #Had to reference the Shipping Chart