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hugsandchaos · 2 days
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radiance1 · 5 months
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Over the course of a month, Bruce Wayne has been followed by these little green creatures relentlessly.
The man himself didn't even know why these little... blobs, started following him, according to him, one just showed up one day, left a few days later, and came back with more.
The batkids have obviously made multiple jokes about how his adoption powers extend to even non-human entities.
(Jarro the Starro is a hard example.
Unluckily for Bruce , they seem to follow him while he's out on the prowl as Batman, luckily for Bruce however, no one seems to figure connect the dots of Bruce Wayne and Batman being the same person.
(Unknownst to him, the batkids edited the theory of Batman being Bruce's sugar baby to include the Blobs and calling them their unadopted kids and calling Batman the mother)
More and more just seem to... pop up, really. It wasn't a problem, the manor had more than enough space for them, and they were completely and utterly harmless really.
It wasn't a problem.
Until, at the end of the month, with the entire Wayne family in attendance at a gala plus their new unofficial yet official siblings.
Something happened.
A bunch of blob ghosts popped up through the room's floor, and that wouldn't be a problem.
If it weren't for a voice following after.
"Yes, yes. I'm still following, don't worry."
Which was immediately followed by a large, and they mean large, tendrils of green goo (that looks similar to the Blobs) raising from the floor.
The entire Batfam was instantly on alert. The rest of the Gala attendees watching on in both curiosity and some fear.
It kept raising, and raising, and raising. Until the tendrils fused into a mass of goo that morphed into a god damn dragon.
A dragon who was holding its face on top of its claw, while Bruce Wayne was pushed forwards by the multitude of Blob towards it.
It looked down at him, seemingly bemused and eyes holding a hint of recognition, as if he was vaguely familiar.
"So, you are the one so favored by my subjects, it seems?" The dragon leaned down, still staring down at Bruce. "Well, you do seem to hold some features of my own father, so I suppose they could be a reason why."
The dragon sniffed, before blinking in reply.
"Oh, you stink of death."
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bonchobrick · 1 year
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Dead on Main au where Jason is of course Danny’s Fright Knight and like all knights do he has a weapon—except it’s his gun.
The batfam + justice league + everyone (except ghosts duh) don’t know that his normal average everyday gun is actually like a super powerful spiritual soul shooter that is, yaknow, capable of blasting someone into an alternate dimension where their greatest fears become real.
So imagine there’s like a big battle where a ghastly ghoul reigns terror on Gotham. The world sends their best hero’s—wizards and occultists are notably high highest in demand—to stop the ghost but, nothing works. All of the weapons and spells and chants fail.
But,
As the fights worsens and the heros scream for people to flee suddenly--
Loud squeaking footsteps echo across the ground. Jason yawns strolling into the battle zone in a ghostbusters t-shirt plaid pants bunny slippers--he strolls up in pajamas--as if annoyed at being woken up and cocks his fucking normal 'i could buy you at walmart' gun at the ghost.
His brothers screech at him yelling ”Are you insane” and to "get the hell out of here" in fear and panic because their idiot brother is trying to kill a real life ghost with a damn gun.
But then Jason shoots the ghost and it works.
The ghost fizzles down with a cry into just a little blob.
The young man then spends 30 minutes lecturing the spirit saying things like “you’re glad I’m not calling the big guy” and “you know our highness would not be happy learning what you’ve been doing” before taking out a thermos of all things and sucking the ghost into it.
Jason then sighs and walks away as if he hadn’t just defeated a hell raising ghost with a gun people can buy off a corner pawn store and a soup container.
Immediately the bat family swarms him with questions
Dick grabs him by his shoulders tense with worry, “Are you okay?”
“Um yeah—“ Jason tries to reply squirming in his hold
Damian cuts him off, “How the hell did your gun a physical weapon hurt that ghastly demonic spirit!”
“Uh that ghost is actually pretty chill you guys just pissed him off." Jason replies plain
They stare at him with a look saying 'you did not call a ghost that has been decimating gotham chill' probably because he did just that.
Tim is the first to break out of the disbelief stupor as he very inteligently says, "What?"
Jason responds easily with a confused quirk in his brow, "Second, my gun affects entities of all sorts, perks to my job and all that."
"How did being a vigilante and also probably crime boss give you a gun that could do that?" Dick asks
Jason sends him a look saying "are you an idiot" as he replies, "Yea, sure, kicking petty thieves and druggies got me my all powerful spirit weapon--No you dumbass, it's from being the bodyguard of the King of the Infinite Realms! How the hell did you guys not think of that!”
Tim breathes in, then breathes out, then breathes in again and screams, "Why the HELL WOULD WE THINK OF THAT JAY?!"
"The--" Batman, suddenly beside them, chokes, "Bodyguard of T-the what."
Jason blinks at his family then his eyes widen, "Oh shit."
"What?!" His family screech in panic
"Oh fuck," Jason says with a growing hysteric smile, "Danny's gonna have a big ol' fucking laugh with this."
"Brother who is Danny!" Damian demands for an answer
Jason coughs into his palm, "Oh yeah you guys really dont dont know. So I may have forgotten to explain some... things."
Bruce levels him with a stare that says "you think?"
Jason chuckles nervously, "So y'know how I'm half dead?"
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Damian very eloquently responds for the suddenly dying screaming combusting members of his family, "...sure."
"Well I met the King of the afterlife which is like the Ruler of Everything and he was really cute--" Jason says distant in his own world
"Theres a afterlife?" Superman asks casually appearing beside the emotionally wrecked family
"Yea its pretty cool. So I start flirting a bit with the guy and we hit it off, I now im his zombie ghost knight boyfriend lover for all time. Oh and i got this sickass gun." Jason says with a happy grin
"That is a pretty sick gun." John Constantine nods
"I know right?" Jason chirps
"You wouldn't mind if I inspected--" John reaches his hand
Jason slaps it away, "Not a chance you soul whore. Y'know your basically the tax evasionist of the Ghost Zone right?"
John only sighs and leaves
"But yea so I'm like the ghost world equivalent to married with the king and became his knight and thats how I was able to stop that ghost guy." Jason reiterates as if explaining a simple question, "Y'guys get that?"
Tim is on the ground trying to decide whether; sobbing hysterically, interogating jason to find out all the things he doesn't want to know or sleeping would be a better use of his time.
Dick has decided to blame himself and has started to draft a reddit post in the middle of the street starting with "I (23 m) have a younger brother (19 m), who I used to resent but really regret now, he died and came back and doesn't even tell me about what goes on in his life anymore. How do I fix our--"
Damian is just staring at the gun and... Jason pushes it deeper in his holster and shifts to the side, better to be safe than sorry with this thieving shit.
As Jason adjusts his weaponry he hears Bruce sob in the background, "He didn't even invite me to the wedding! Am I that horrible of a father!"
Wonder Woman pats his shoulder reasuringly whilst the rest of the League seem to be trying to calm him down
Jason looks around tiredly at the mess he had created and decides fuck it
"Alright I'm heading out for the night, you guys get home safe!" He yells and without caring to listen to anyone and everyone voicing their confusion he zips open a green portal and stumbles in
He crashes down on an unbelievably comfortable bed
Danny blinks blearily before sending the young man a sleepy smile, "Hey Jay, what kept you up so long?"
Jason slipping under the blankets with a yawn says, "You would not believe the night I just had."
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Edit: UMM HII The fic is out now here!! you guys are awesome I'll post the new chapter 2 in a hot sec after editting ^^
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evilminji · 8 months
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You know what? I just had A Thought(tm)~☆
Danny. Our bby boy. MINDING HIS BUSINESS. Maybe visiting one of his buddies in the Realms after he graduates. When he just?? Get full on tackled from the sky.
And like?
Huh.
THIS hasn't happened in a bit. Not since he's become king. Legit, no one dares. He's honestly kinda missed it. Alright, square up... Mr. Uuuuuh.... Who are you?
And it's this barely formed New Ghost. Still in that glitch-y goopy blob phase and everything. Is Baby. Why... why does this infant Want To Fight God? I mean. He Respects It(tm), no lie, but? Not exactly usual for him?
And it turns out? This dude is some rando hero. He basicly JUST died. By all rights SHOULD be resting and gathering his strength to Form Right. But he's so worried for his team mates and everyone else he CAN'T. Recognized a fellow Hero's Costume even at a distance.
Please. PLEASE! You have to help him! We have to WARN everybody!
And Danny is just? Oh no. This Actual Infant Baby is gonna Anxiety himself to Actual Second Death at this rate. Yes! Sure! Just CALM DOWN! Anything you need buddy! BREATHE.
And this dude? Who died? Is legit a minor player who got WAY too deep but refused to abandoned People In Need(tm). It happens. It HURTS. But he saved a LOT of lives before he went down. Him and his team were just some Minor Heros from Belarus. How they ended up in deep space? Even THEY couldn't tell you.
They couldn't even bring him home.
He forgives them.
He could NEVER blame his friends. Not for this. The planet is in danger. Some... some THING. An invasion. The League has to be made aware. He DIED helping a planet try to evacuate all that they could. He... at least he...
He can't remember if the Eggs got out. They... they're like babies. A whole room full of toddlers who couldn't run. They had to de-connect from the main building to lift it out. He can't... can't...
He saved them... right? Held on.. long enough? Why can't he.. he...
Danny has to make him focus be for the kid spirals. Don't think of your last moments. Purpose. You NEED to do something right now, right?
Right! The League! We gotta warn them! And... okay. Danny can totally do that. (What LEAGUE??!) He DEFINITELY knows who you are talking about and will tell them Right Away. YOU however are gonna rest up.
So he leaves the kiddo with Lunch Lady. Mother and Frightening Matriarch Extraordinaire. Lunch Box promises to SIT on him if he tries to sneak off. Good kid. Now eat your soup before you BECOME soup.
Time to bully the eyeballs. Whoms't the F*ck is this "league"? And where does he find it? Talk. He has sand and he's not afraid to use it. Don't MAKE him get out the pepper grinder! Yeah. That's what he THOUGHT.
After much, prolonged and unnecessary, whining and dramatic threatening... he gets a printed out map. Cheapskates even used flimsy paper. He gets there. Jaunt is even kinda nice. He says hi to a few folks he hasn't seen in a while.
Opens a portal.
Steps out.
Gets punched in the face. RUDE! He punches the flying blue man back. Dents their wall. Not even a LITTLE sorry about that now! See if HE does you a favor aga-... is that his Ex? John?
John! Constantine you B@STARD. YOU OWE ME 20 BUCKS. *Ten different hands slap a twenty on the table at his feet, including Constantine. Who is refusing to look at anybody.* Well, okay then. Debt payed. Gonna buy himself a shake or something, after this.
ANYWAY~ Good News Or Bad News?
He is met with silence. It's like they've never seen an ethereal, giant, glowing man with a suit that looks like a cut out of the night sky, step out of an eye searing rip in reality before. Man they're lives must be boring. But frankly? Danny can wait. It's not HIS reality that's gonna get messed up. He can take care of it if the wanna be Wah Babies. Good News or Bad News??? Pick one.
He sits back in the air and waits.
@stealingyourbones @cyrwrites
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xreaderanonaccount · 5 months
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Punishment (Pantalone x F!Reader x Omega Build)
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Synopsis: Dottore may or may not have went over budget by 3 million mora. Pantalone deemed it nessacary for a punishment. That just happens to include you and Omega.
Not beta read, we die like Dottore's segments
RATING EXPLICIT. MINORS DNI.
Content warning: Smut, AFAB Reader, Threesome M/F/M, oral (female reciving), fingering, overstimulated
A/N: Honestly I lowkey lost motivation near the end.
Divider credits: cafekitsune
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You sat in Dottore’s lab, enjoying watching Dottore and his segments do whatever they were doing. You tried to ask once about what they’re doing but it was too complicated for you to understand. But either way you enjoy watching them do whatever they were doing. You snuggled into a thick winter jacket the smell of your other lover the 9th harbinger Pantalone fills your lungs. A complicit smile was plastered on your face as you happily watched. The lab was slightly noisy but not too much to bother you, but that noise was soon filled with a different type of noise as fast and hurried footsteps stomped towards the lab. Prime and the segments didn’t seem to notice but you surely did. The lab door slammed open with a thundering shake as a fast blob of black stormed past you, straight to Prime. Finally getting a good look you could see the angered face of your lover Pantalone. His normal facade was long gone as he ripped Prime around pinning him in his arms on the table. 
“Ah, Lord Regrator. Now what do I owe the pleasure?” Dottore fain a fake smile as he crossed his arms. 
“Don’t take that bullshit with me, Doctor.” Pantalone’s voice filled the venom sneered at Dottore. The segments shuffled away from the two harbingers more close to you. Some are scared and wanting to be near you, and some shield you to make sure those two don’t end up hurting you. You peered at the two between the shield of segments. 
“Tell me why you spend 3 million mora without. My. permission.” Pantalone sneered his face inches away from Dottore’s face. If it was anyone else you’d think they were going to duke it out with each other. But since they are your two lovers you have an inkling on an idea on what Pantalone has in mind. The two harbingers sat in silence as they stared down at each other. Dottore with a shit eating grin and Pantalone with an angered expression. 
“Well…” Dottore finally broke the silence, “Why not?” Dottore’s shit eating grin grew wider as the hold Pantalone had on the table creaked. Pantalone leaned closer to Dottore where the lips were mere inches away from each other. Pantalone let out a chuckle as he leaned back still pinning Dottore down on his lab desk. 
“I guess a punishment is in order.” Pantalone's smooth voice smiled as he let go of Dottore. Pantalone whipped around finally acknowledging you and the segments that were there. He carefully walked up to you with the fake customer service smiles that he always has. He was only a few inches away from the group before looking at Omega. 
“You stay, the rest of you…” Pantalone glared at the other segments who immediately knew what Pantalone was saying and rushed out of the lab. Some gave you worried glances but you nodded at them. No matter how mad Pantalone or Dottore is they would never lay a hand on you. Especially not when Omega was standing with them. 
“My dear lily,” Pantalone pushed a strand of hair behind your ears, “will you do me the honor and aiding me on the Doctor’s punishment?” The question had you confused. What punishment does Pantalone have in mind? And why does it involve Omega? You hesitantly nodded glancing over to Prime who seemed bored out of his mind. 
“I knew you would help me.” Pantalone whispered into your ear, brushing his hand in your inner thigh. Your face heated up by the very intimate act in front of Omega and Prime. Pantalone gave a ghost of a kiss on your cheek before pulling away. He turned to Omega and whispered something that was too hard to discern. Omega had the same shit eating grin that Prime had as he nodded. Whatever Pantalone had said Omega was 100 percent on board with it. You watched as Omega walked over to Prime and shoved him down on a nearby old wooden chair. Prime looked up at Omega, confused and angered by the segment's audacity. 
“What do you think you’re doing?” Prime tried to protest before Omega grabbed lab restraints and restrained him to the old chair. Prime looked around confused at Pantalone who just gave him a “friendly” smile. Once Omega assured Prime wasn’t going to escape any time soon. A final touch Omega did was toss Prime’s mask aside. Prime’s crimson red eyes glares at Omega who just chuckled while walking away from Prime. He stalked over to where you and Pantalone were. The two exchanged a nod before Omega walked over to you. You stared up at him curious on what he was going to do. Omega smashed his lips onto yours, hungrily sucking all the air of your lungs. You yelped in surprise as he continued his relentless attack on your lips. His shark teeth nibbling your bottom lip raw. A moan escaped your lips as Omega slid his rough hand up your inner thigh, resting dangerously close. You felt another more gentle hand starting to knead your breast, you tried to look around but Omega had you on a tight hold. But you can guess who it was. 
“You’re doing so good my dear lily.” The familiar voice of Pantalone whispered into your ear. There was so much going on that you had no clue what’s happening. Pantalone was nibbling on your ear, Omega relentlessly attacking your lips you couldn’t help but moan in this situation. Omega pulled away smirking as he wiped some saliva that stringed along with him. 
“This is entirely unfair My Lord.” Prime’s voice interrupted the moment, you glanced over seeing him pulling against his restraints, a clear strain in his pants as his face was flushed. Pantalone just chuckled, completely ignoring Prime’s complaints. He lifted you up before laying you down on his chest on the long Chesterfield couch. You felt a dip in the couch, looking up you see Omega hovering over you. A stupid smile plastered all over his face, you gasped as you felt Omega’s hand starting to brush underneath your skirt, his hand playing with the bands of your underwear. Omega chuckled as he slipped his hands into your underwear playing with your folds. You tried to muffle your moans with your hands, but was quickly slapped away by Pantalone. 
“Ah ah ah, don’t muffle your voice dear. I want to hear all of you.” Pantalone smiled as he started to knead your breast pinching your nipples through your cloth breast. A loud moan ripped out of your throat as both Pantalone and Omega started to attack your sensitive areas. 
“This is getting in the way.” Omega muttered as he ripped your skirt and underwear off of you. The cold freezing air gives you a shiver as the warmth you once had was now gone. Pantalone chuckled in agreement as he lifted your turtleneck, bunching it up right above your breast. Pantalone clicked his tongue in annoyance as he ripped your favorite bra off of you. You yelped in surprise and glared at Pantalone,
“That was my favorite one, you know.” Pantalone smiled as his gloved hand cupped your breast giving it a good squeeze.
“I’ll buy you another one dear.” Pantalone quickly stole a kiss muffling your moans as Omega who you almost forgot was there shoved two fingers right into your cunt. Your back arched as Omega pistoned his fingers in and out of you. Pantalone and Dottore may act gentle towards you but they were true sadists at heart. They love torturing you and that also goes for Dottore’s segments as well. Omega continued his relentless attack on your pussy as Pantalone attacked your breast, capturing your lips. You can hear Prime’s panting and groans. He was clearly trying to get out of his restraints but Omega’s knot tying skills were quite impressive. You felt as Omega pulled his fingers out of your wet mess, a whimper muffled as you tried to pull away from Pantalone’s kiss. You pulled away from Pantalone’s kiss, panting as you stared to where Omega’s eyes would be. As he kept that damned mask on. Omega chuckled as he licked your essence off his fingers. He hummed in pleasure as he gave a shark-like smile. You watched as he leaned down towards your clit.  His face inches away from it  which was fluttering from anticipation. You could hear Prime groan as he watched Omega connect his lips with your clit. Omega’s name falls out of your lips like a prayer to the archons as he flattens his tongue on your wet clit. Your hand tangled into his wavy light blue hair tugging it hard. Causing a groan to vibrate around your clit. Too overstimulated by Omega’s relentless attacks you didn’t notice Pantalone reaching down and freeing his hard on. It wasn’t until you felt something slapping against your bare back. A moan ripped through your throat as you felt his dick rub against you. The slick pre-crum from his dick coating your back. Omega quickly brought your attention back to him as he plunged his fingers into your soaping pussy. A mixture of moans ranged in the room, some from you but mainly from Prime who was thrown forward. His crimson eyes staring intently at you, glazed over with lust. 
“How pitiful, isn't it my dear?” Pantalone's voice interrupted your trance, “He’s gotten all worked up. He could have all of this right now, but sadly, he went way over budget.” You practically feel Pantalone’s fake smile from your position. Prime just glared back at him. Before you could possibly protest Omega hit your prostate which caused a high pitch moan echoing across the lab. You continued to chant Omega’s name, trying to reach that high, the coil in your stomach feeling tight and tighter. As you felt like you were about to reach euphoria, a gloved hand ripped Omega off your clit which caused you to cry out. You were so close, so so close and it was ripped away. Pantalone tuted as he rested his head on your shoulder peering to Omega. 
“Now now Omega, let’s put on an actual show for your dear creator. Hm?” Pantalone chuckled as he scooted you off his lap. Readjusting you to where you were sandwiching between Omega and Pantalone. Both of their dicks standing up straight, you licked your lips in anticipation. You’re used to Prime and Pantalone dicks plunging into you but this is the first time you’ll be taking Omega’s dick. You felt a gloved snake around your neck forcing you to make eye contact with Prime who now had a calm, dark expression. You gulped as you glanced over to Pantalone who just gave you a smile.
“Now dear, show our dear doctor a show he won’t forget.” Pantalone spoke out leaning his head against yours watching Prime’s reaction mix from calm to lust. Pantalone nodded to Omega who plunged his synthetic dick straight into your pussy. Wanton moans fall out of your mouth as Omega sets a ruthless pace, pistoning in and out of your pussy. The feeling overwhelming, your hands flew to the back of Omega’s neck pulling him closer to you. Even if you couldn’t see him you wanted him near you. 
If the feeling of pure bliss couldn’t get any better you felt Pantalone finally plunge his dick into your gaping ass. He set almost the same ruthless pace, but had the timing off. As soon as Omega pulled out he would push in, and vice versa. The feeling is so overwhelming, Omega’s thin but long dick paired with Pantalone’s thick and girthy cock pounding into both of your holes. You chanted their names, straining your throat as the two whispered sweet nothings into your ear. You glanced over to Prime who was breathing heavily pulling against his restraints, the veins in his forearm popping by the sheer force he’s pulling out. You couldn’t help but moan his name, Pantalone smirked against your skin.
“Go on dear, keep saying his name. Show him what he’s missing. This is his punishment.” Not wanting to displease Pantalone you started to moan Prime’s name as the two continued to pound against you. It felt so good, the familiar knot started to form in your stomach.
“C-cum, want- ngh~ to cum” You tried to say but the ruthless pounding made it really hard for you to say anything. 
“Hm, You want to cum dear?” Omega smirked as he halted his movements. Whining by the loss of movement. Omega chuckled as he started to bite against your neck. You nodded feverishly, trying to repeat what you said but only moans escaped your mouth. 
“What do you say my lord, do we let her cum?” Omega teased, peering over your shoulder, Pantalone hummed as he started to slow his pace. You whine from the lost sensation, the knot slowly disappearing. 
“Please! P-please let me cum sir, please” You begged, normally when you're not in this situation you would have argued with Pantalone. This was Dottore’s punishment, not yours! So why won’t they let you cum? Pantalone seemed to have read your mind before he returned back to his brutal pace. 
“She’s been such a good darling for us. So why not?” Pantalone smiled as Omega started his relentless pace again.So did your moans, your wanton moans and chants filling up the lab as the two men bite deep into your shoulder. Omega’s bite specifically draws blood. The knot quickly came back coiling so tight that after one praise from Omega had you coming undone from the two men. 
“Cumming, cumming.” You stated the obvious, the two helped you ride your high. But as you thought they would slow down their pace they did not let up. Startled and overstimulated, you gasped and rasped a moan as the two continued their pace.
“We haven’t cum yet dear, it would be unfair for you to only have fun.” Pantalone cooed as he grunted. Your senses were so overstimulated you couldn’t help but throw your head back on Pantalone’s shoulder. You just let the two men have their way, letting them chase their high. Feeling their dicks piston in and out of your greedy holes, sucking them whole. Omega moans started to get louder and louder as he reached his high, he gave his hips one final snap as he unloaded his cum all into your greedy pussy. You moan by the weird sensation that filled you, Omega’s cum wasn’t like true come but felt more like fake cum. Your thoughts quickly snap as you feel Pantalone groan as grinded his hips against yours allowing your ass to milk his cum dry. Pantalone gave a content sigh as he dropped his head on your shoulder. You panted as you let your body relax into Pantalone’s chest. Omega gave a small chuckle as he leaned over and gave a tender kiss on your neck. 
“You did so good my dear.” Omega whispered. A loud ripping sound snapped your thoughts over to the source. You looked up spotting Dottore towering over you guys. His crimson eyes glaring down at Omega who just smiled pulling out and stuffing his dick back inside his pants. 
“Out.” Is all prime said as Omega took his sweet time walking out of the lab.
“If you need me darling, you know where I’ll be.” Omega smiled at you as he dodged a knife that was thrown at his head by Prime. You looked up at Prime who had such lust filled eyes.
“I believe your punishment was suficay.” Pantalone smiled as he got up from the couch. Prime just grumbled as he tried to kiss you but you were quickly pulled up and into Pantalone’s arm, bridal style.
“Ah ah, our dear is tired and doesn’t have the energy to fulfill your needs.” Pantalone gave him a shit eating grin as he started to carry you out of the lab.
“She’s our darling if you have forgot.” Prime practically growls. Pantalone hummed as he grabbed one of Dottore’s lab coats draping it over your exposed body.
“Yes but she’s clearly tired, so good day doctor.” Pantalone chuckled as he left Dottore alone in his lab hot and bothered. Dottore felt his jaw crack as he grabbed the nearest beaker and threw against the ground. He’s going to get back at Pantalone, he knows just how to do so. 
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virgamsysxvolumes · 4 months
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Okay hear me out, for the Luck Rabbit au.
If Dani ever shows up, she only calls Danny Brother and not Big Brother because that would induce the Protective Mode or the focus on me mode.
Dani if of course Little Sister
And Jazz is Big Sister no matter what
But Danny is both a Little Brother and a Big Brother, so Dani has to call him Brother Since he was Little Brother first.
Dani is the only one who doesn't call Danny Little Brother.
But when Little Sister calls for her Big Brother, shit goes down.
Like yeah we've seen Big Sister flip her shit because of a threat to her baby bro and she would do the same for her little sister, but Ive always imagined that Dani was closer to Danny because of how she was created so he would be more protective that Jazz since she's almost melted apart in his arms before and he already flipped out on Vlad because of that.
Plus he's way more ghost that Jazz is so he'll take it to another level anyway.
Take this and use it to further the story if you like😀☺️
I do like the idea that most of the time Danny and Dani rely on Jazz to protect them but when Dani is genuinely scared and in trouble she calls for her Big Brother Danny. Because she knows that he's strong and that he'll protect her. Danny definitely calls her Little Sister and though he tries to let her do what she wants he does end up coddling her a bit.
I'm not sure what she would actually do though. Maybe go out to find people in danger like the blob ghosts do? I don't think she's as strong as Jazz and Danny are but she's still stronger than the average human. Jazz is definitely protective of Dani as much as Danny though. She's a little frustrated that they have to let Dani go and explore on her own so much; it's very worrying after all but Dani's obsession and health would suffer if they tried to hold her hand through everything. So they coddle her as much she'll let them.
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DP x DC Prompt #7
In the DC universe, ghosts are made from magic. In the DP universe, ghosts are made from ectoplasm. So wh not have both?
If there is enough ambient magic surrounding a person either during or shortly after their death, then a magical ghost is born, like Deadman. These ghosts, since they don't have a core, need a phisical object to be their anchor. That's how they stay in the mortal world, even if it means they're stuck there and can't access the infinite realms.
Likewise, if there is enough ambient ectoplasm surrounding a person either during or shortly after their death, then an ectoplasmic ghost is born. These ghosts form cores from their Obsession and from their ectoplasm, which means they don't need an anchor. They do, however, need a portal to be able to access the mortal realms, which are really hard to find, so they're stuck in the infinite realms most of the time.
Thus, magic and ectoplasm do not mix.
However... There may be exceptions. Jason Todd's case could be conidered one.
You see, by the time the Leage of Assassins had found him, he had already crawled out of his grave by himself. The ambient magic arround his body, along with the time rift that Superboy Prime's rage-filled puches kick-started a... say... ghostification in the teenaged hero.
Though, as many a times it has happened before, the magic was too strong to simply turn him into a ghost and leave it at that. No, it sewed his now unbound soul back into its mortal flesh, turning him into a revenant. A magical revenant.
Then Talia found him, hurt, alone and with his mind broken. She dropped him in a Lazarus Pit, a natural pool of corrupted ectoplasm.
As stated before, ectoplasm and magic do not usually meet. The very few times they do, however... Well, the results are not pretty.
Jason's body rejected the ectoplasm, or how he only knows how to call it, Lazarus water. It was unable to mix with his sistem, naturally made to function on magic, and pooled down on his stomach, forming a twisted copy of a pit inside of him.
With a parasite such as that, it is no surprise he is used to going mad with rage. Pit madnes.
Cue Danny, who is in gotham for whatever reson. He crosses paths with Jason and is inmediately like holy shit, what the actual fuck.
He thinks a very fucked up ghost is possesing this poor guy and, acting on auto-pilot, just shoves his hand into Jason's chest and rips out a weird-looking blob ghost. Danny's like damn, that was one corrupted little bastard and just- eats the thing in one bite. He couldn't let the lil shit just leave to go posses somebody else, and he needed to dispose of it somehow! He's practically inmune to any and all poisons, specially ecto ones, thanks to his parents' cooking. He's gonna metabolize that thing just fine.
Jason, on the other hand, is not just fie at all thank you very little because holy shit. This kid. just. Put his hand right into his chest (into him!!!! How the fuck did it not hurt???) and literaly ripped the pits out of him holy fuck dear lord in heaven.
Danny's like "My job is done. It ain't much, but it's honest work"and just leaves.
Jason's bluescreening because the pits are gone. The pits are gone. He has to find that kid. He has to find him no matter what and figure out what the fuck he did and if he was okay because he ate the fucking pits. Fuck, the kid could be dead for all he knew!
A couple days, weeks, whatever, later, the Batfam are getting worried. Jason is acting very strange and seemingly obbsessed with something.
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maskygirl55 · 1 year
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DC X DP PROMPT
Okay, so I was busy thinking about blob ghosts and how cute they can be when a thought came to me.
What if Danny was summoned to the Justice League looking all terrifying, eldritch abomination-like and they notice all these cute little blob ghosts floating around him?
They'd be so scared and would be wondering why these cute little things are surrounding him like they don't know how dangerous and terrifying he is. Maybe when they're trying to convince Danny that they're not a threat, a blob ghost just floats up to one of them.
Then they'd be worried that they overstepped and that he'll be angry when it'd actually be like:
Justice League *trying not to act scared in front of this eldritch abomination that could destroy them with a snap of his fingers*: We just really need your help and if you could not destroy us that would be nice too
Blob Ghost *deciding that Batman would be nice to cuddle with*: 🥺
Batman *sleep-deprived and used to his son's pets just cuddling with him out of nowhere automatically cuddling with it*: ...
Justice League: ...
Danny *immediately deciding to trust them because blob ghosts are good judges of character*: Looks like he trusts you *uses his less terrifying form* what do you need??
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amaramizuki666 · 1 year
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Dp x DC crossover
So Danny moves to Gotham for college and ends up in almost all the same classes tim is in. Danny also cant catch a brake from ghost issues while in Gotham.
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Tim stared at the boy in the seat in front of him. Daniel 'Danny' Fenton, majoring in criminal justice, and astrophysics. He was 5'5, had black hair, blue eyes, and was covered in freckles.
The reason tim was so interested in the guy was (no not because he had a crush. SHUT UP JASON!) Danny always looked like he'd drop dead at any moment. His eye bags where worse than Tim's own, and his skin was deathly pale. Tim swore sometimes he saw Danny's lips turn blue.
And danny constantly falling asleep in class certainly didnt help his worrys. The reason tim was stareing at danny now was because tim noticed a bruise around Danny's wrist in the shape of a hand. Was someone hurting Danny? Tim wasnt sure but he was going to find out.
The bell rung and danny left the room, tim waiting a few moments before following him. Was tim stalking his classmate? Mabey. But not like in a creepy way hes just worried.
It's totally not creepy at all to follow your unsuspecting classmate who you have only had a handful of conversations with into a dimly lit, empty library. Right?
Tim waited only a few moments to follow danny through the dubble doors of the library sticking low and to the shadows (which clinged to him to help conceal him). He looked around for a moment till he spotted danny in one of the darker corners, facing away from him.
He got closer and noticed glowing blobs of light , green, Lazarus green light floated around danny. "You know I thought when I moved here I could stop the whole sleepless nights thing, but nope instead I'm dealing with even more ghost shit." Tim heard danny rant quietly and watched one of the blobs come out of his sleeve wrapping its tail? Around his brused wrist.
"At least I have you guys" Danny's voice carried a gentiles, one tim hasnt heard from the boy. (Tim oh so wished danny would use that voice with him. NO NOT BECAUSE HE FELL HARDER THAN THAT TIME DAMIAN CUT HIS CORD SHUT UP JASON!).
Tim felt like he was intruding, even though his brain begged for him to dig into danny and learn all he can about him and what the hell was happening, he also didnt want to disturb this moment of peice.
Tim took a step back ready to retreat for the moment. When he stepped on a stray pencil. A creak, a loud echo of the pencil snapping beneath his boot its sent through the library.
Danny's head snaps to tim so fast hes worried the boy gave himself whiplash. Tim froze and so did danny. The stared at eachother studying one another.
Tim's breath caught in his throat. Danny's eyes where glowing a Lazarus green, his ears where pointed, and his freckles glowed like stars. Danny looked beautiful.
Danny had a awkward smile on his lips "um hi I can explain?" Danny says an anxiety filled laugh following after. "Please do" tim says.
He wont press danny for answers, he is already anxious enough, tim isnt Bruce. But he will listen to any information danny is willing to give. Which ends up being a lot. Apparently danny has a trauma dumping issue, but that's fine tim has dated worse. He did date stephanie after all.
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dxrksong · 1 year
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Jason 13 au memes part two
Bruce: *slams a door on accident*
Batfam: you slam door on Brood? YOU SLAM DOOR ON BROOD LIKE GROUNDINGS???! OH!! OH JAIL FOR FATHER!!! JAIL FOR FATHER FOR 1000 YEARS!!!!
Jason 13, calling Danny on speed dial: JAIL FOR FATHER!!!!
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Kitty:
Jason:
Kitty: YOU DIDN'T TELL ME YOU WERE BUILT LIKE A BRICK HOUSE!!!!!
Jason: to be fair, I forgot???
Kitty: speaking of which, hows that going out for you?
Jason: it's been....emotional.....not to mention the whord of shades trying to mother hen me 24/7
Kitty: I've been meaning to ask you about those.
Jason: I thought you wanted to talk about our relationship?
Kitty: we have communication rings, we can do that later. I'm more worried about the tall intimidating city spirit behind you.
Jason: oh that's just Gotham
Kitty:
Gotham: *tall black lady that can kick your ass* ;)
Kitty, sweating:
Jason: don't worry, she's nice. She's just a litte over protective of her kids.
Kitty: there's MORE of you????
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Kitty:
The batfam:
Kitty, surrounded by baby ghost cores like stray kittens: I don't know what's worse. How much they look like you or the inane urge to just adopt them all, oh nooooooooooo!!
Jason: now you know how it feels old man.
Bruce: *confused in bat*
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Kitty:
Catwoman:
Kitty: crimes?
CatWoman: hell yes, kitten!
[LATER]
Jason: WHO THE FUCK DYED MY SUIT PINK?!?!?!
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Kitty: you know considering my name it's a little odd that you're the one being all cat like.
Jason, laying his head on her lap while she cards through his hair: shut uuup, it's not like I can ask anyone else for attention like this. It'd be weeeeiiiird.
Kitty: *sighs* better hope you didn't leave your comm on.
Jason:
Kitty: Johnny.
Jason: I can't remember if I turned it off or not
Dick: you know little wing, if you wanted attention you could've just asked-
Jason: SHIT!!!!!!
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Spectra: so are you still dating him or..?
Kitty: you know? We died basically around the same time and we were introduced to each other first before anyone else, so we kinda just stuck together. And really everyone had kinda just started calling us boyfriend and girlfriend, and we just didn't think otherwise to correct them.
Ember: wait, so you two HAVEN'T been dating??
Kitty: it was never official, if anything it was an ongoing bet to see how long it would last before people started to notice. We're more like.....siblings but not quite. Or emotional support ghosts for each other.
Spectra: that....actually makes a lot of sense. You two are hardly seen without the other and you haven't exactly been dead for long, so it would make sense you're still settling down from the trauma of dying.
Kitty: did you just psychoanalise me?!
Spectra: You basically gave it to me on a silver platter!! It's a force of habit!!!
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Jason: hey squishy
Blob ghost in Johnny 13's bike: ?
Jason: think you can get this blob ghost out of my corpse-
Squishy: *Rev's backwards out of the bat cave*
Jason: ouch! Not even my own pet will help a zombie out.
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Danny: so how you feelin Jason?
Jason, sarcastically: oh just great, I've only had ONE murderous breakdown this week due to Zom!
Danny: Zom????
Jason: the blob ghost possessing me.
Danny: You named it????!
Jason: WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO?!?! IT'S A FREAKING BLOB GHOST, IT'S NOT LIKE IT HAD A NAME BEFORE!!!!!
Danny:
Jason:
Danny: I'm telling frostbite-
Jason: Don't you DARE!
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Dick: Hey, Jason? Can you come over? I need your help.
Jason, muffled by a humming noise: sorry, I don't think that'll be possible at the moment?
Dick: what do you mean by that Jay, and what is that sound?
Jason, swallowed into the shadows and getting fussed over by the shades: would you believe me if I said I got readopted by shades?
Dick: U Wot?
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Batman: Jason, what's this about shades adopting you??
Jason: look I didn't ask for it, it just happened.
Bruce: and are they....good? Parents?
Jason: well they like putting me in shadow jail alot.
Batman: Shadow jail?????
Jason: not to mention the constant babying-
Bruce: WHAT?!?!
Jason: ?! Jeez Bruce!! Wha-
Bruce: YOU LET THEM BABY YOU?!?!?!
Jason:
Bruce: I HAVENT BEEN ABLE TO DO THAT SINCE THE FIGHTING STARTED!!!!
Jason: .....are-are you JEALOUS?!
Bruce:
Bruce >:'(
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Dick: ok, so to recap! *pulls out a projector and a Google slide document*
Dick: Jason got reanimated by something going awry and messing with reality, accidentally reviving Jason. *click* He gets scooped up by Talia and revives him fully. *click* this leaves him with powers and uncontrollable emotional problems *click* apparently he can talk to ghosts and they are often friendly to him back. *click* so much so, according to Jason himself, he has been adopted by the entirety of the ghost population in Gotham *click* including the SPIRIT of Gotham herself.
*it's a vague drawing of what Gotham looks like*
Dick: any questions?
Tim: yeah, uh. Who's that?
Danny: hi! :D
Dick: no clue, next question!
Danny: I'm phantom! I used to beat Jason up when he used to go by Johnny 13!
Batfam:
Cass: does the Lazarus pit taste like lemonade?
Dick: no, it tastes more like sprite.
Duke: wait-how do you-
Dick: NEXT QUESTION!
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Jason, 'living on his own':
The Shades: :)
Squishy: :)
Gotham sometimes: :)
Kitty: :P
Danny: >:)
The various bird and/or bat: :)
Damien: :
Ember: lmao I'm the older one now! >:D
Spectra: (usually only when Kitty shows up)
Skulker: (target practice training) >:)
Technus: (built Johnny's bike believe it or not) >:)
The box ghost: (this man has dad energy, change my mind) >:)c
The lunch lady: (every growing ghost needs proper calories!) :)
Jason: ...............I need a bigger house....
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Batman steps into the batcave to see green fire everywhere, Jason in his ghost form, and Damien trying to stab him with a sword.
Damien: it was Todd's idea!
Jason: Damien, you fucking snitch!
Batman: language!
Damien: yeah Hood, watch your fucking language!
Batman: DAMIEN!
(Reference to this)
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Jason: remind me why you're here again?
Danny: what? Like I can't visit my favorite Rouge?
Jason: I thought that was plasmius?
Danny: he's my arch nemesis, not a rouge! He doesn't count!
Jason: if you say so. But why am I your favorite, and I'm pretty sure I no longer qualify to be one of your rouges?
Danny: dude you're the only one I can have a serious conversation about! Vlad's a fruitloop!!
Jason: yeah but at least he knows what he's taking about half the time.
Danny: psh. 'Half the time'
Danny:
Danny: you can still turn into Johnny, right?
Jason: I mean if I concentrate real hard I guess? But it'll take a lot of energy.
Danny: wanna convince Vlad he's going insane?
Jason: only if I can record it.
Danny: DEAL!
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luckyfox3000 · 7 months
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DC X DP PROMT #7
Lo' Kits! New promt!
Jason's been having weird dreams.
He dreams of a realm in green, small weird green blobs floating around, and strange creatures and people.
He feels like he knows what it is, that he left somthing or someone important there.
He can never properly remember how it looks when hes awake, but sometimes, when he relaxes, when he just takes in the fact his heart is beating, hes alive, he hears a soft voice whispering in his ear.
The voice sounds like a young boy, with a carefree laugh. He finds himself wondering who it could be.
For some reason when he thinks about the boy behind the voice he feels a strange sense of protectiveness and longing.
He never talk about the dreams, never mentions them to anyone.
They feel private, and important, like something just for him.
He never thinks about if the dreams could be real, if the cheerful and lively voice is a person. Never until he no longer just hears it in his dreams, and the whispers of his mind.
Theres a new case, one with a "ghost".
They found a possible meta in Gotham, who turns invisible and runs as soon as he sees them, yelling how he really doesn't want to fight.
And, for some reason his voice sounds familiar.
Batman thinks the boy could be a threat or trouble if someone gets his hands on him (batman speak for worried).
So, they track the boy down, they corner him slowly, not realizing their not the only ones.
Two people come speeding in a white van wearing white suits and send a shot at the "ghost" boy.
And jason. His body just moves.
He lunges to the boy, shoving g him out of the way, a panic he hasn't felt ina long time taking over.
He watches the boys eyes grow wide when he pushes him to the pavement, as Jason's shoulders shot.
And his then comes the pain.
Jason screams as what feels like hot fire runs through him. His eyes begin to haze as the pain becomes too much and he passes out.
The last thing he sees is the boys horrified face coming closer, mouthing something he cant hear. He welcomes the darkness enveloping him with open arms, anything to get away from the pain.
*static*
Jason?
Feel free to add on or use!
Ps. Quick question, but do you lot think I should stop with the greetings up top? Let me know!
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p0ssym1lker · 2 years
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There is a blob ghost invasion in the manor. The waynes are freaking out because those floaty things keep coming back and they don't know what to do about them.
Jason comes in, does one look around and pulls out his phone to call someone. "Don't worry guys, I got this."
30 minutes later and there is a knock. Alfred opens the door to a young teen looking unimpressed. He says that the "zombie guy" called him.
Once in the living room he let's out a chirp? It echos through the house and all the blob ghost come running. While they are all trying to get onto him he glares at Jason.
"You call me for this again and I'll make sure you stay dead. I have a test tomorrow" with that he turns around and leaves, his companions slowly turning invisible.
The batfam turns to Jason with questions in his eyes but he just looks smug.
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rainybyday · 2 years
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dc x dp idea where it started with the blob ghost, not the rouges or danny’s ghost rouges or the fentons. 
Just the blob ghost. 
Like, imagine if one of the Bats find these cute adorable little critters that seem to come in packs and mindlessly squeak and cuddle with them whenever they get close. Bats is obvisly pairnord but after a few days of Lazars Pit connections and seeing Jason visibly relax near the critters and saying how he felt calmer than ever the other batkids went crazy over them.
Damian tries to lure them home to keep them as pets and will always ‘protect them’. Jason is a blob ghost magnet and takes pleasure of just dropping in on some gang members who laugh at these seemingly harmless little blobs before he orders them to attack in glee. Dick loves to cuddle with them with Cass loving to play with them from hide-and-seek to simple peek-a-boo games. Tim just let them float around him and likes to poke them to see them giggle at times. Steph makes it her mission to get as many selfies as possible with them in weird random situations while Barbara seems to have little helpers who either nudge food at her or play around her computer set up with each other (Dick made them follow him to her place or op). 
Eventually Bruce just let it happens when he saw Alfred instructing the new “part-time staff” on how to cook shepherd’s pie. (and after a little comformation from Zatanna who said they are completely harmless) Soon after there would be at least one little blob ghost underneath batman’s cape.
Then one day the whole pack of blob ghost seem to be stress and worried, trying to nudge them to a direction as they seem very destressed about something. Eventually they do follow them only to find a corpus of a black haired and blue eye child. 
Everyone thought he was dead. Jason said he is still alive. 
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sandbees · 9 months
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Yuu creates a crime scene with the Grimace shake to freak out the First Years, who were coming over for a sleepover. They get Grim and the ghosts in on it, too.
⚠️Another attempt at writing conventional horror, be warned!
So, when the First Years walk in, they see that the lobby is “destroyed” with Yuu hanging by the foot upside down, their mouth dripping with some sort of purple liquid. (Keep in mind, it’s late at night, so the First Years can’t see well.
Within the kitchen, is Grim “drowning” in the sink filled with purple liquid. It’s overflowing. Everything is bathed in this weird purple liquid.
Ace kneels down to taste it.
Epel: What the FUCK is wrong with you?! You’re gonna die!
Jack: Holy shit. Holy shit, oh my Sevens, what the fuck, Ace.
Deuce, panicking: So, what is it?!
Ace: It’s…it tastes like a milkshake? This stuff tastes good, actually.
Sebek: …Ace, walk towards us very slowly.
Ace: ???
Like a dumbass, Ace turns around.
There’s this large purple blob behind him, dripping in that “liquid”.
Epel: RUN!!!!
The First years starts running, completely unaware that Yuu is missing from the lobby. They’re forced to run upstairs, as the purple blob stops chasing them once they come to the second floor.
It’s worse, actually. The entire hallway was covered in the purple shake. There was only one door open, with a dim light leaking from the crack.
Jack: We should go back.
Ace: NO? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!
Sebek: And run into the monster?! Do you have a DEATH WISH?!
Deuce: I just want to get out of here…what happened here??
Epel: Fuck it, it’s either the room or the monster downstairs. I’m taking my chances.
They walk in. The room is lit with candles. There’s Yuu, purple drag marks. They’re laid on the center of the room, a cirlce of candles around them.
The words, “Happy Birthday Grimace” is written on the walls.
Jack hesitantly steps forward, calling Yuu’s name. Suddenly, Yuu jerks up, causing Ace to scream. They open their mouth, the purple shake spilling from their mouth. All they say is a bunch of garbled nonsense, more of the shake spilling from their mouth.
Someone faints, and it’s a wonder who does. Then, the lights turn on and the Ramshackle residents laughing their asses off at the First Years.
Epel: *Starts beating the shit out of Yuu* WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?? I HATE YOU SO MUCH!
Sebek: Stupid human!!! Did you know how worried we were!?
Jack: Where did you even get this idea?!
Grim: My henchman had this trend about some monster thing-
Yuu: Taste bud!
Grim: Whatever, but people were trying it and then “died”.
Deuce: All of this for a sick joke?! That’s messed up!
Ace:
Ace: Can we prank Heartslybul next?
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nerdofspades · 2 years
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Okay. DP x DC idea. What if the League met Fenton before they met Phantom. Not in a ghost fight. Not doing anything particularly weird. Just Danny Fenton trying his best.
When they first notice the ghosts of Amity Park they all get a little worried about it, but no one can beat out Batman's paranoia. Ghosts may not have caused too many problems outside of Amity yet, but he doesn't trust that to stay that way. So he researches.
He, of course, finds out about Phantom, but shelves his usual just-in-case-he-turns-evil plans until after he can get some ghostly experts to brief the League. He does some cursory research into Phantom's history and abilities, which of course drags up everything in the Amity News cycle and some references in both Ancient Egypt and Ancient Rome. (So Batsy gives up on the idea of finding out a human civilian identity. Kid's dead and his "life" has been lost to time until he decides to say something.)
But, more importantly, there are no good options for who to ask for lessons in ghost hunting.
First option: the GIW. Absolute morons who have never caught anything stronger than an ectopus, cause more damage to property than the ghosts, and have security so lax it doesn't even take Batman ten seconds to get in. Absolutely not. Not for the watch tower.
Second option: Vlad Co. Owned and operated by billionaire Vlad Masters who runs in the same social circles as Lex Luthor. He has better security than the GIW but the question with him is not whether or not he *could* keep the secret, but whether or not he *would.*
Third option: Dr.s Fenton of FentonWorks. They have the most cutting edge ghost hunting technology and the most published papers. But. Well. A brief survey of the town makes it very clear they are biased at best and bigoted at worst. Not something the League wants to associate with, but they are still the best of the bad options.
Or so they think until Bruce Wayne goes to open contact with them and notices the Fenton children. He knew about them before coming of course. Jasmine Fenton, top of her class with a full ride to Harvard and plans to major in psychology. Has historically been vocal about her distaste for her parent's work. Likely because of Danny. Daniel Fenton is a trouble maker barely scraping by in his classes that had an accident in his parents lab a year ago. Not the brightest and not well behaved, but by all accounts he's got a good heart.
And neither of then are very enthused about his presence in their home. Neither of them seem to care for their parents anti-ghost rhetoric either. Jazz tries to reason with them and Danny just rolls his eyes behind their back. And casually takes apart and fixes one of their inventions.
Bruce quickly makes a minor investing deal with the elder Fentons as cover and a quick way to keep and eye on their research and finds an excuse to get the kids out of the house to talk. Once out, he extends the Justice League's request for training with ghost hunting gear and a project to install anti-ecto security measures in their base(s). Danny is hesitant but agrees.
And Danny is so tired and so done with this crap when he's in the Watch Tower. (He's enamored with the space station for several minutes, but once he gets on track, the League think he's a mini Bruce. All business and telling them not to be idiots.)
He gives them a basic run down of what each item is and how to use it. Common ghostly abilities and power scaling. (Do not call him to consult on a blob ghost, ectopus, or other weak ghostly animal. But they are not to try and fight several of the stronger ghost. A fair amount of this tech will make their afterlives miserable, but won't actually do much beyond annoy them. Superman in particular should stay away from anything strong enough to overshadow. No one wants to fight a possessed Kryptonian.) He gives them plenty of thermoses, guns, nets, and specter deflectors plus some odds and ends for them to test out. And then he starts working on the shield, which he worked on with Tucker to upgrade so it would recognize his ecto signature as friendly (and a couple others like Clockwork, Pandora, Frostbite, and Wulf) so it wouldn't shoot him on the spot.
It would probably take several trips to get everything working properly, by which point Danny has likely made friends with a few League members. And a few of them have probably noticed something weird about him, but they ignore it cause he's a good kid and it's just a little weird. Won't hurt anything.
Constantine takes one look at the kid and is not seen again until months after he finally leaves.
But now they have working ghost defenses and they can protect people if a ghost tries to attack anywhere outside of Amity! (Yes, several ask Danny to install a shield at their personal hideouts as well. Batman tries to figure it out on his own and decides to just ask Danny for now. He'll figure it out eventually, but Fenton schematics are a pain and the power source doesn't look like anything he's ever seen before.)
Eventually everything is done and Danny goes back to his life with a large chunk of cash in his new bank account and a secure line just incase the league needs to consult with him again. Danny thinks that's the end of it until Batman shows up decked out in Fenton gear looking for Phantom.
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rustedhearts · 2 months
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listening to 'asleep' by the smiths
tw: child loss
"do you think it'll be sunny all the time?"
"hmm...the occasional rainy day might be nice."
"mm. i like rain."
on the muted floral colors of your pillowcase, steve turns his head. hair whooshing with the gentle shift, splaying out in hazelnut colors. the green of his sweatshirt has faded in the wash, blown soft by the wind on the drying line outside the window. overhead, it blares the orange and yellow light of mid-afternoon.
he's looking at you, eyes flicking over your profile. "yeah...me too"
there's an old water stain on the ceiling that steve once said is shaped like an elephant. you think it just looks more like a blob. but you have been staring at it above your bed for far too many years.
"it's nice," you whisper, trying not to give into his peering.
steve continues anyway, letting his cheek touch the flattened pillow. your bedsheets are rumpled between your bodies, cushioning yesterday's clothes. you never changed when you came home. couldn't get past the bed.
"yeah...it is," he agrees just as quietly.
his finger enters the plain of your palm, grazing the skin so delicately that it tickles. you twitch at the touch, a smile ghosting over your mouth. he wants to capture it—this moment—in a photograph and paste it on the old wallpapered wall. in this tiny trailer, where you'd spent your youth, where you shared a home. where you dreamed of worlds outside of the one the pair of you were continually stuck in.
"how would we go?"
"a plane. a plane with the fanciest seats and all the roasted peanuts you want. and they hand out free headsets and airplane pillows."
you let your eyes flutter closed, humming again. "layover?"
steve swallows, and against the stiff quiet of the room, it echoes. a dog barks somewhere, a few rows away. children scuttle and chatter. it's saturday, and there are much better things to do.
you never knew fridays could be capable of what yesterday was.
"one," steve replies, still running circles over your palm. "texas."
your lips wiggle into another half-grin. closing your eyes makes you tired, and the room feels warm. regaining circulation, losing blood—it fatigues.
"that's out of the way."
steve shrugs, though you can't see it. he can't stop looking at you. he's worried if he stops, you'll disappear. he's always worried you'll disappear.
"just a little fun. it lasts a day, and we'll go to the rodeo. get an iced tea for the flight home."
"an iced tea," you marvel breathily.
steve swallows again. it clicks and sizzles down his throat. he swallows a lot when he feels tears coming on. your nostrils flare with the onset of your own.
"yeah," he agrees, mumbling now. "with all the sugar you want."
"l-lemons?"
"lemons, too."
snapping your eyes open, you flick your head over and bump into his nose. he shuffles closer, nuzzling the tips of them together. the breath he releases seems needed. your hands claps together between your sandwiched bodies.
almost twenty-four hours since you left the clinic. hours of collecting bedsores between waddled and winced trips to the bathroom. not once in those long, taffy-pulled hours did you cry.
but here they are, those inevitable tears.
"you th-think she'll have l-lemons, too?" you whimper, lip wobbling.
steve presses his forehead against your own. when his eyes close, they squeeze free hot tears.
"y-yeah, honey. she lives in a world full of lemons."
you sniffle and sink further into his soft and colorful clothes. "good. she liked lemons."
his thumb catches a tear beading down your cheek blindly. "yeah, she did."
for three weeks after the first test, all you did was drink iced tea with lemons.
it might be silly to think that in heaven, god gives away something so small, but one could only hope.
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