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freshwater--mermaid · 11 months
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sarsaparillia · 4 months
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title: gold star summary: Sam goes to college. Paulina… also goes to college. They're being very normal and very cool and very totally regular people about it. Obviously.
(It's a twelve-hour drive from NYU to Amity Park. A lot can happen in twelve hours.)
rating: M word count: 5000~ genre: roadtrip mutual pining notes: i was a nineteen year old queer in 2011, i know what i'm talking about here
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— . . . . . So. The thing is. Gas is expensive. That's the thing. Gas is expensive. Which isn't actually something Sam thinks about a lot, what with the whole inventor-great-grandpa-money thing. But gas is expensive, and Amity Park is a twelve-hour drive from New York on a good day, and Sam's parents would rather buy her love than legitimately pay her any attention, so she's got a really fast car that she can barely drive and pretty much zero applicable navigational skills. Getting home is a nightmare, is what Sam is saying. She's not enough of a douche to take the helicopter, okay? She's trying not to kill the planet! Which—okay, that's exactly why she's in this predicament in the first place. Paulina's lounging in the driver's seat of Sam's car, slouched back like she does this all the time, mirrored aviator sunglasses slid down her nose. Her hair is pulled back from her face into the most severe high ponytail that Sam's ever seen, and she's in tiny shorts and one of Sam's wrinkled old thrifted-plaid shirts. She might not be wearing a bra. Sam hates her whole life. No one should look that good before the sun is up. G-d, straight girls are the worst.
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DC x DP Prompt
To the delight of Gotham's citizens, and the dismay of her criminal underbelly, the GCPD has a new specialized unit that ACTUALLY apprehends criminals and brings them to justice!
It's a relatively small squad of mostly young adults, who looked fresh out of their teens. But age didn't matter once they got the work done. And they did, as they've already got criminals like Penguin, Riddler, and Bane behind bars for what looks to be 'for good'.
No one besides Commissioner Gordan knows anything about the squad as they operate as a mostly separate entity from GCPD. It was rare to see any of them, and any photos taken were unusually blurry. They are also extremely secretive; if you exclude their social media which are usually just shit posts, memes, and thirst edits of the Wayne family.
They were a total mystery. Almost as mysterious as Batman.
But those who have seen/worked with the squad before all had the same thing to say about them. They were cool. They had an unusually effective method. And their leader is a menace. With his sharp teeth and pointed smile. And bright blue eyes that spoke to your soul. It was a pleasure to see/ work with him, it really was. But they weren't planning on doing so again for a long time.
That being said, Gotham had been quiet for a while. A bit too quiet if you ask anyone, especially the Bats. Strangely, it didn't feel like the usual calm before the shit storm. The instinctual pit in their guts that usually formed just wasn't there. This was different. This wasn't the calm before the storm. This was the ocean receding. But no one seemed to realize it yet.
Not until the tsunami came crashing down on them.
The GCPD special unit accounts that had been inactive for the last three months suddenly pinged to life. Everyone who followed them clicked the notification almost immediately. With this unnerving calm surrounding them, who the hell didn't want to see what batshit crazy statement they would make after three months of radio silence.
What they didn't expect, was to see a crystal-clear picture of justice finally being served.
The picture was a selfie, taken in an abandoned warehouse. In the middle of the dirty floor was the Joker. He was tied up and his head hung low. You could see how beaten he was, his clothes torn and bloody. His face paint was also coming off, revealing pale blotchy skin. Reminding everyone that, he was still human, just like the rest of them.
Behind him, all lined up with smiles on their faces, was Team Phantom. They were a bit bloody and bruised as well but overall in much better condition. They weren't wearing the normal GCPD navy blue uniform, but black and white ones. All stylized to fit the wearers taste. They all looked so young, but their eyes looked like old tired eyes, finally getting some relief.
From in the corner was their leader. Only part of his face was in the picture. One glowing blue eye, and part of his Cheshire smile. His hand making a peace sign next to the Joker. Even with only part of his being shown, everyone could tell he was relived as well.
And while the picture itself was shocking, the caption was what really got them. The top was what you would usually expect from the team. A big bold 'GOT EM' ' at the top. But at the bottom in small, almost unnoticeable text was:
"He will face his punishment. We will get our retribution. May we finally rest in peace."
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enderlovescake · 1 month
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So what if, and here me out. DPXDC prompt
Amity Park was never returned to earth, and the residents slowly turned to halfas. Danny still defeated pariah Dark, but now has no way to send his home, home.
After some time, he figures out a way to do it and so much has changed.
Heroes are everywhere, and Amity Parkers are so confused about the change of things, but as Amity does, thanks it all in stride and shows the world they don't give a flip. Who are these Justice leaguers?
Batman? More like furryman. (Tucker said this and caused Danny to laugh for an hour.)
Superman? Oh, he's polite. Why is he panicking over our heart beats? What do you mean I'm not breathing?
Wonder woman? Is she related to Princess Pandora?
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Danny and his english class go feral
So danny and all of his English class are going to gothem as a graduateing feild trip
By this point in time everyone knows danny is phantom, danny knowes everyone knows, all of amity knowes
But because of the way the government reacted to the ghosts, ignoring the problem and just sending in people who want to commit genocide.. they've made the decision they dont need the government
At this point, danny English class is very protective of eachother
Dash and the a-listers apologised
Once Wes was proven right, he was told of what would happen to danny should outsiders find out about him and apologised
Mikey and the neards have gotten more confident dew to the a-listers and in return thwy help dash and kwan with their grades
The point is, their ALL protective, and because danny is the most protective of all once he heard they were going to gothem he handed out fenton brand wepons like candy
They were all enjoying it so far, it was getting annoying whenever dash or kwan had to knock out a few petty criminals but its going fine...
Until the riddler and penguin decided to make a hostages situation out of them
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When batman arrived to a hostage situation he was expecting crying and scared kids, especially after learning they were teenagers from out of town...
What he walked in on was this
Paulina and star making matching scratching posts out of a pair of goons
Wes was full body slamming people left, right and center, your in his way your getting knocked over
Sam was following wes and after he knocked them over she used the fenton-anti-asshole-tazer on them
Tucker was sitting on a chandler and making sure all the coms were disconnected...and recording everything
Mickey ran up to dash yelled "FOOTBALL ME" and dash picked him up like a foorball, threw him several feet in the air where he proceeded to tackel and claw penguin
Danny was fist fighting the riddler while distroying him with banter
Mr.Lancer had a fuckin fenton-lighsaber and was changing from obi-wan canoby and darth vader impressions
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Batman went out side for a good 30 minutes trying to processes what he just saw, unfortunately leaving the goons the riddler and penguin to the mercy of feral, overprotective angry amity parkers
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When batman walked in later Tucker yelled "THE CONTROLL ISSUE FURRIE IS HERE"
After he yelled that everyone froze
Danny was choking out the riddler
Mickey was holding the fenton-ecto gun at penguin
Dash was mid punch
Kwan was using fenton-sneakers to walk on the roof and was stringing up goons
Stat was using the fenton-lipsick gun to blast people
Paulina was using the fenton-glitter nunchucks with star as backup
Wes was putting a goon in a headlock
Sam was using fenton-thorn gloves to distroy all wepons the goons were using
And Mr.lancer was mid darth vader impersonation
And they all stopped their feralness to stare at him, it went from chaos to silence
Even the goon, riddler and penguin were silent waiting to see WTF was about to happen
And batman had a feeling life was about to get more complicated
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noxcheshire · 10 days
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HOT TAKE
But I like the idea of the phantom world being reincarnated into very unexpected people.
Like I still love the idea of Danny being Martha or Thomas.
Or Dani being another clone, or her being Damian, and Sam being Poison Ivy and or Martha, etc.
But I also like the unhinged nonsense of Sam being a clone in the dc world — ideally Kon, and Dani (or Dan) being Bruce, while Vlad is gasp Thomas Wayne.
HEAR ME OUT
JUST HEAR ME OUT
I just think the idea of Danny finding out that in an alternate world he married a nicer and age appropriate Vlad and had the son the guy has been demanding for so long in their world is hilarious.
The absolute mental breakdown that boy will go through: this is my son, and I love him, look at him go being a hero and kicking ass, but holy fucking Ancients above I fucked VLAD —
And on the other hand, can you imagine Bruce’s reaction? To his alternate mom being a sassy teenage boy, his alternate dad being an older guy ‘preying’ on this kid that absolutely HATES the guy, and being an absolute creep while his alt self **gestures to your choosing** is either a tiny girl menace or the biggest and meanest growling ghost that is BARELY tolerating being in the same space as the living.
But they also hate his alternate dad and would punch him into next week with Mom! Danny.
This man will being going THROUGH IT.
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itskeithxx · 11 months
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wlw & mlm hostility
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i don’t make the rules, they defo cover for each other
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chasingrabbits-art · 7 months
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Hurray, it’s finally done and it's super fucking ugly! /lh
I have no idea why it came out this bad but I swear that next updates won't be this ugly ever again LOL
I'll probably get around to redrawing it later, I can help but feel guilty about subjecting you guys to this mess 💀
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stormikitty · 1 year
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"Sometimes a family is 2 halfas, a liminal girl, a half dragon lady, a plant lady who also has dragon powers, a reincarnated Pharoah/techno-geek, and their ghost dog. All of which are teenagers who have never met a trustworthy adult in their lives, except for the younger halfa, who is arguably a baby but still looks like a teenager and sometimes acts like one anyway."
"..."
Superheros responses to this:
Wonder Woman: "Does your family have room for an Amazon warrior?"
Kon: "Got room for a half kryptonian clone?"
Any speedster: "Got room for a few speedsters and their ordinary family members in that family?"
Batman: "...Alfred call the guy."
Add more reactions if you'd like. It honestly depends on who's around.
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puppetmaster13u · 1 month
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Prompt 263
Once More, we return to Tiamat prompts. 
It was a wonderful idea, really! If one of them couldn’t break the barrier, then surely their combined might would do it! And it had! It had worked, even if their remaining humanity was sacrificed. They’d done it, they’d made it where everyone could escape, could leave!
… Except for them. Someone had to close the portal. And it all would have been fine, if not for the remnants of the GIW. One last hail mary from the imbeciles, they all supposed. Trapping them here within the Zone. 
Separated from their families, from the pair of children they had agreed to raise. At least their siblings would watch over Ellie and Jordan. Kyle could hide them, make sure they were safe. Jazz… Jazz was gone, the final straw in this plan. 
They screamed, they raged, they destroyed in grief for those that didn’t make it, and for those who had but had nowhere to go. No portals opened, even as they tore at the green around them. They fought, any that thought they were weak, that they were merely a beast, an abomination trapped in chains of science and gold. 
There was nothing that could be done, Frostbite had said, sympathy in his voice. No way to turn back the clock with how entwined they had become, Clockwork had explained. The only thing they could do was wait, Pandora had tried to sooth, despite it doing nothing. 
They wrenched open the coffin in a hazy fury, tearing apart armies like it was blades of grass. Their maws devoured dead who had lost themselves and become mere husks and thralls, lashing tails ripping through armour like it was nothing. 
And then as titans, they clashed with the one who had once stolen the city here. There was no desperation from them this time, no armor besides scales unbreakable as flames and storms and ice and thorns ripped islands apart. There was no desperation besides that of their opponent’s. 
There was a pleasure in their victory, before it was wrenched away. What use was a crown when their family wasn’t there? When their daughter, their son, their children were not there by their side? 
Paulina laughed, hysterical as ectoplasm dripped from her maw as Kwan howled. Their body was covered in it, their rampage that had no use, no reason leaving a trail of destruction behind them. Is this what they wanted? 
No. 
Danny raised his head from the dissolving corpses to look towards the obliterated roof of the Keep, once so terrifying now turning to dust like the crown. The crown reforming above their heads, heavy and almost choking. 
They would carry this weight together. Would restructure things, would do what they had wanted to do for Amity before the Barriers. They’d work together to rebuild the Realms, make it safer, make it safe for those newly dead. 
No matter how long it took, no matter how hard it would be to fix the destruction they had wrought in this meaningless battle. (“Danny, you’re the spokesperson,” Sam spoke up, thorn-like scales ruffling. “You’re most familiar with the realms thanks to the Infinimap.” Fair. “We’ll need allies, we’re only nine people.”)
(“Let me talk to the egyptian afterlife,” Tucker sounded exhausted, hood folding back. “I’m most familiar with them… Star, Paulina, you’re both Princess Dora’s favorites-”)
(“We can do it. Just give us time.” “Maybe a to-do list.” “Clockwork. We need to talk to Clockwork, he’d be most familiar with this.” “Rest first, nerds. We’re all… exhausted.”)
(Valerie laughed tiredly, blades melting to heal a broken horn. “Time isn’t linear here Dash. You know that. I know that. For once we’re the ones with time to spare.” It would take years to get things up to snuff. Make things Safe for when they could bring their families here.)
Their eyes opened as the now flimsy chains shattered, a smile stretching across the shared face of their humanoid form. Soon. They could return to the mortal realm soon. Just a little more, and they could see their little ones.  They'd waited a thousand years, they could wait a few days more.
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@fairy-lights-and-blobs @radiance1 You both seem to enjoy my Tiamat prompts/Aus lol
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crimzon0king · 7 months
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even in a Reverse AU i will find a way to make grayghost exist
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marzfartz · 1 year
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Sam Manson's Weirdest Feats of Strength #4
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Red hood is investigating some weird guns that an up and coming gang had been using. Now normally such a small and new gang like this would have been crushed by bigger and stronger gangs but they’ve managed to stay so long with these guns that look like they’re from sci fi movies, at best they cover you in suspicious green and purple goo at worst you lose an arm. During the investigation he discovered that the guns traced back to a small town in Illinois so after he told exactly nobody except Barbara he left for Amity Park. When he got there he immediately saw the Fenton work sign and remembering that during his research he stumbled across the name Fenton. So at night he sneaked in and found strange noises that sound suspiciously like crying. So he walk into basement and found around 12 really young children in cages with what looks like surgery scars. Now extremely pissed he retreats and starts planning to take down the Drs Fenton. Next night Jason stormed the Fenton house, killed both Maddie and Jack (and Vlad because he some time to spare) and freed the children. Once he made sure that the kids were safe he look in a mirror and said “well I guess I’m a dad now” and took them back to Gotham.
The Batfam are weirded out, Jason disappeared for a few days and came back, went apartment shopping, didn’t tell anyone what happened only told Bruce that he is a Grandfather now and promptly disappeared.
Jason after finding out that Jack and Maddie killed the kids parents now has a six year old named Dan, a four year old named Jazz, a new born named Ellie, and 9 two year olds named Valerie, Danny, Sam, Wes, Tucker, Paulina, Star, Dash, and Kwan.
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The children have survived a summer in Nightvale but their journey isn't over yet as the GIW enters from stage left.
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schrodingers-deadbitch · 10 months
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Half A Corpse
Chapter Two
To put it lightly, Damien Wayne did not like his new classmates. That shouldn't have meant anything really since he didn't like people in general, (only being able to tolerate a few); but there was something about those two that unnerved him.... a lot. But he couldn't quite tell what it was that did.
Maybe it was their slightly luminescent and unnaturally colored eyes? Or was it their slightly blue/green-tinted skin? Maybe it was their otherworldly beauty? (Seriously no one should be that pretty!!) Probably how when they when they both walked and run they made no noise unless they wanted to be heard. The way their hair moved even without wind? How their laughs didn't sound... fully human?
Honestly, Damien could go on and on with reasons as to why both Samantha Manson and Paulina Sanchez freaked him the fuck out but that wouldn't change the fact that he had to do a group project with them. And it definitely wouldn't change the fact that were in the car with him heading to the manor to start said project.
He didn't understand what his History teacher was thinking pairing him and the new students together for a group project. Maybe it was because of their studious nature? It's only been a couple weeks into the school year and they've already shown themselves to be excellent students. And they did spend a lot of their time in the library either studying or completing assignments. Especially Sanchez who was clearly the more social of the two.
But if that were the case maybe that's why they were partnered together. They were loners who never really talked to anyone and so was he. Did the teacher put them together hoping that they would become friends? Preposterous! Damien Wayne didn't need any friends! He was the Blood Son! The one and only.... The one and only.
He sighed and dropped his head, the lie he repeatedly told himself echoing in his mind. But it wasn't a lie, not exactly anyways. He was the Blood Son. The one and only. It was just that there was once a time when he wasn't. There was once a time when there was another.
He could still remember him so clearly. His laugh, his smile, his sparkling blue eyes that looked exactly like father's. He especially remembered the freckles that littered his skin like the stars did the night sky. Oh how he loved the stars. The stories they told and the histories they held. He loved everything about them.
That's why he wanted for his final memory, his best memory of him to be of them playing together, under the moon and stars that he loved so much.
He shook his head to clear his thoughts. He didn't want to think about him. Not right now anyways. He saved those memories for the rear occasion that you were able to Gotham's night sky. Even if it was just a pinch.
“-ien. Damien.”
His eyes snapped open and saw the two girls staring at him curiously.
“Are you okay?” Manson asked him, some concern could be heard in her voice. “If you aren't feeling well we could start the project-”
“No everything is fine. I was just thinking about some stuff.”
The two girls eyes met each other's then gave the boys an unconvinced look but did not push the matter further. Manson's phone then pinged, she went to answer it frantically.
“Anyways!” Sanchez continued, “We realized that when given this project most people would go with things like the Egyptian pyramids or the Mayan temples but we wanted to do something unique.”
“Unique how?” Damien asked skepticism clear in his voice.
“Well what if we did the histories of certain constellations?” Manson answered, now frantically texting on two phones.
His heart skipped a beat. A small smile appeared on his lips.
“Yeah, that does sound a bit unique.”
The sound of texting in the car got louder and louder and even more frantic as the seconds past by. Both girls looking even more worried. It was now time for Damien to ask the question,
“Are you guys okay?”
Both girls eyes were locked in his directions now. Emotions that he recognized but somewhat couldn't comprehend swirled with in them.
“Yeah we're doing fine but our friend isn't doing so hot.”
“May I can what's wrong?”
Manson's shoulders tensed, a look filled with guilt, worry and confusion graced her features.
“Uhhh, some really bad stuff happened to this friend a couple months ago and now their mental stability is absolute shit-”
“Not that it was any good in the first place.” Sanchez muttered but with seemingly no ill intend.
“But they were moved here to Gotham a couple of weeks ago and was doing very well but I think I fucked up.”
Damien's eyebrows quirked upwards. “Can I asked how?”
“She sent him a picture."
Damien was now very confused to say the least.
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*Plant Queen sent a photo~*
All his life Danny has always felt a bit odd. A bit empty. Like massive parts of himself were missing. And that was true if you thought about it. A boy who could barely remember even half of his life was bound to feel like a puzzle with only a few pieces connected. Only a few pieces visible.
But just because the other pieces were somewhere in the dark didn't mean that they weren't there. If he felt around enough he could touch them, feel them almost. And a lot of the time they hurt. Like open wounds that never got the chance to close. To heal. This one for some reason... this one fucking hurt.
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ghostly-hitch-hiker · 5 months
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My birthday party happened, and my roommate @unfortunategothamite and I accidentally brought DP x DC to life. Costume party instructions were “dress up as a character from a thing that the birthday boy likes.” So my roommate was Young Justice Robin, and I was Danny Phantom.
Hoping to actually make this a full cosplay sometime soon. It took me two showers to get the silver spray paint out of my hair…
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