You Know What I Love About The Dead Tired Stardew Au? How Tim Is Literally The Perfect Farmer. I Mean

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Who’s this brown haired Danny Phantom?? 🤨🤨🤨

this ain't a watch it's an omnitrix !!!

Worship Me- DCxDP prompt

Yes, it's slightly horny. Sue me!

Was there anyone in this family that didn't attract crazy? Tim would like to say that it was some more than others but the track record is horrendous for each of them.

Don't ask him how he got here. It was a blur. Mission. Altar. Cursed Mirror.

But all that doesn't matter anymore because currently in what could only be described as an obsidian palace.

The palace floats in the void like a jagged crown. Its structure defies logic—spires twist and spiral in impossible geometries, as though grown rather than built. Every surface is carved from seamless black obsidian that drinks in the light of distant stars, causing the palace to shimmer with eerie inner reflections, like shadows trapped beneath glass.

The entrance is a colossal gate shaped like an open eye, rimmed with glowing runes that pulse with alien intent. Inside, the vast halls echo with silence too deep to be natural. The floors gleam with a mirror-sheen, reflecting not just one's image, but fragments of memories, glimpses of alternate selves, or ghostly figures passing just out of reach.

Chambers are suspended in open vacuum, tethered by bridges of crystalline light or magnetic arcs. Gravity bends strangely; a single step can carry you across entire rooms or into hidden dimensions nested within the architecture.

Tim had memorized every detail of this place in the days since he arrived. Most of the time he was allowed to go about his day staying and learning about this place. He wasn't imprisoned, he had to wait for the portal to open again in a few weeks. But Tim had caught the interest of the ruler of the palace.

Now Tim sat on the edge of the floating bed. It's heaped with a sea of plush pillows in shades of midnight blue, silver, and deep violet, each embroidered with celestial patterns.

How he got to this point—he may have...had a few conversations with who he assumed was the prince. The person who he thought was the king was actually his guardian. Tim just...flirted a little to get a bit of information on this place. Danny—the prince—had been more than receptive.

It might have gone too far but here we are.

Now he was in the bedroom of who he still assumed was the crown prince with said prince currently on his lap with his lips on Tim's neck. Tim is unable to move because he believes that if they get caught Tim might end up beheaded for putting his Richard where it does not belong. Hell, they probably already know with the all-seeing eyes everywhere and the fact that the beings in this dimension phase through walls so using the door was just a polite formality.

"Stop thinking. I can practically hear your thoughts." Danny growled nipping at Tim's neck between kisses.

"Then you can te—ll, haa. Fuck! Your hand. Too fast." Tim gasped.

Danny pulled away as he grabbed Tim by the chin and made him look into his eyes. Those hypnotizing green eyes.

"Do you want this?" Danny asked his eyes narrowed.

"...Yes," Tim couldn't lie.

"What do you want?" Danny smiled his sharp elongated incisors showing.

Tim remained silent his hand pressed against the small of the princes back.

"Good, you don't have to say a word. Focus on me. Think of me. Nothing else." His hand wrapped around Tim's throat. "Worship me as your new god."

Prince—king—these words where actually meaningless titles for Danny. He was not these petty and lowly things. He was a god and he craved worship. Even if it came in the form of a single human devoted to him. How incredibly lucky that a suitable human came here. Clockwork says it was best to let the human go back to his dimension and hopefully share his experience so that others will worship Danny. He had no interest in letting his new priest go so easily, not without a parting gift.

"I wonder how I must feel to bed your new master."

Oh my god it’s perfect. His ugly ahh cowl works so well 😭😭 wiping the tears from my eyes this is so funny

Swans

Imagine pray tell if you will

Tim swanified and angry: *Agreesively honks and puffs up chest/wings at Danny because get away from me?? Who do you think you are??*

Danny sensing something’s up with this swan: WOAH BACK UP WHO ARE YOU???

Tim pausing from where he was just biting Danny: …honk..?

Danny eyeing him suspiciously: …Wanna see my Yeti doctor?

Tim curious and wondering if this guy is sane follows Danny through his strange Lazarus green (but less rotten food smelling, more like lemon or grapefruit) portal because why not? Actions are better than words, especially when you don’t have any!

Or hear me out perchance maybe please

Tim angerly honks and gets defensive: HONK! HKEEEEHHHR!!! (WHO ARE YOU? WHERE AM I? WHAT HAPPENED? WHERE ARE MY ARMS?!?!?)

Danny who understands most languages because ghost stuff plot plot plot: Woah there dude! Just passing by, what happened?

Tim even angrier because he figured out he was a bird, possible swan?, and what? You understand bird? Stupid stupid IDIOT: HHKEEEHRRRRR KERRRRHHH *very intense hissing and honking* (OH LOOK AT THIS WISE GUY, what do you speak bird, *swan version of scoffing* WHAT DO YOU THINK? I JUST MAGICALLY KNOW WHY IM A BIRD?? NO! NO I DONT KNOW WHY! Fucking idiot..

Danny, offended and petty: Well I WAS going to help you but…

Tim getting confused: Honk??? (What is this guy on???)

Danny turns and starts to walk away but peaks his head over his shoulder: I mean if you want help you can follow me, I know a great doctor!

Tim lost and upset: *swan sigh* honnkkkk… (Finneeee…) *starts waddling poorly because he’s got weird ahh legs plus kinda dragging his feet*

Idk I just want a Tim Drake that’s literally a drake, I don’t care if it’s dragon or duck/duck adjacent. GIVE IT TO MEEEEEEEEEE

Danny never made easy choices, not really at least. All his decisions had major repercussions. His choice to cheat on his test got his family, friends, and whole universe destroyed. Nothing came easy after that. Every choice he made was riddled with thought and anxiety.

But then he met Tim.

It wasn’t anything special, they didn’t meet at work, college, or anywhere special. They just met on a walk, had a common interest, and kept talking.

Tim made him feel like he was normal. Like he didn’t have a responsibility to the realms, like he wasn’t being chased by the government, like he was a person worth loving. Someone that wasn’t different, or other in a sense you can’t let be. Tim made him feel like choices didn’t have to be hard, like he could be impulsive without consequences.

Guess the world had it out for him.

Tim had gotten kidnapped by a rogue, and god shouldn’t Danny have expected things to go wrong. Of course nothing could be easy. Everything always got ruined, and Danny was sick of it.

Why did he have to be careful? Why did he have to watch as everything he wants gets destroyed by one mistake? Why did he have to be complacent with this?

Danny wouldn’t take it anymore.

He’d make the easiest choice he had in a long time.

Writing Prompt: Dialogue

“You need to know that you are the easiest choice I’ve ever made.”

Ok apparently y’all are fake fans 😒 After much heeing and hawing over my closet I found some stuff to make a basic BOTW Zelda fit I just can’t find a way to make that blue cropped shirt have spice 😭😭😭 PLEASE ACTUALLY SOME HELP PLEASE ITS LITERALLY JUST A BLUE CROPPED SHIRT RN AND I HAVE LIKE 4 HOURS

Guys please I NEED an easy cosplay for a game character 😭😭😭 I found out I’m going to a game convention in like 2 days and all my friends are cosplaying. I CANT BE THE ONLY ONE NOT 😢 I would be such a party pooper and I don’t wanna like half ass it because one of them is going in a full Deadpool suit

PLEASEEE HELP ME WHAT CAN I JUST PULL OUT OF MY AND MY SOSTERS CLOSETS 🙏 I DONT HAVE TIME TO GO TO THE STORE 😭

AUGH MY POOKIES

spideytorch childhood friends au where the storms lived next door to the parkers growing up and then moved away when johnny was 13

Years later, spider-man breaks into the baxter building and while everyone else is trying to squash him, johnny takes one look at him and pulls up short

"Pete??" He asks.

Peter startles and very convincingly says, "what? I don't know what you're talking about."

Everyone else is frozen now, and sue is looking back and forth between the two of them. "Johnny," she says. "What makes you think-"

"I've known him since we were in diapers!" Johnny says. "You think i wouldn't recognize his annoying ass blindfolded and in my sleep?"

"It's been 4 years!" Peter says indignantly. "There's no way you should've been able to clock me that quickly! What the fuck, johnny?"

Instead of replying, johnny just laughs and moves forward to pull peter's mask off and says, "lemme see that face, parker. i know what your parents looked like - if you didn't grow up hot, i'm asking for a refund."

After that, the two of them are once again inseparable, just like when they were younger. It takes peter a lot of convincing to get sue not to tell may about his extra curricular activities, and in return he has to promise to come to her if he ever finds himself in over his head with one of his villains.

when peter and johnny start dating a couple of months later, no one is shocked.

We all know the nicknames that Tim gets in fics, Timberly, Timmers, Timmy, etc., but one always kinda stuck with me.

Timberella

It gets me thinking of like Cinderella. Is this the lumberjack version of her? I’d love to see a dc x Cinderella au, or better yet a dc x dp x Cinderella au. Dead tired in my case, but it could be any of the bunch depending on how you play it.

It starts off as found family, and season 2 is the dp that was hinted at in season one.

I might write this later, but my break is almost over. Y’all have my full and encouraged support on taking your own spin on this though :D

YIPPEEEEE YIPPEEEEEEE HURRAAYYYY 🎉🎉🎉🥳🥳🥳🎊🎊🎊

2:15 am and all I can think about is how bad I want more subnautica dead tired aus…

PLEASEEEEEE LIKE HOW COULD YOU GET ME HOOKED ON THIS??? AUUGGHHHHHH

I have NEVER played, watched, nor been spoiled a single thing about subnautica. The only stuff I know is that there’s water. Then, on one ordinary day, I come across a drawing. It’s Danny Phantom as a leviathan?? I think it’s a leviathan. It’s absolute fire. Bro cooked with gas. I’m intrigued.

I go looking further. They have a master post link at the top. I check it out. I binge it all.

“Wow” I think to myself. “Where can I get more of this?”.

I look high and low. I wait a couple days. Nothing. Silence. Horror dawns on me as I realize this has been abandoned.

(If I’m remembering right) Later I find another glimpse of subnautica. This was short and was mostly big leviathan Danny with Justus League there at the end. But still it’s gas. It’s flammable. My hair got torched into a bob.

This reignites the fires in my motivation to get kicking back on this subnautica adventure. I search again for more. I plead for dead tired. Wish for at least a glimpse of dp x dc. Nothing.

Me and my broken heart go to Ao3 because surely they will have some dead tired subnautica.

Boy oh boy.

They have 6 subnautica x dc x dp at first glance. None that sang to my heart though. Upon further investigation I found gold. A beautiful dead tired subnautica au ripe for the picking.

4 chapters of not exactly what I was looking for, but by god was it everything I needed. It was short, sweet, and left a 4,283 word hole in my heart.

I want more, I need more.

In this essay I will convince you to create-

Ao3 fic is Freezing Waters, Empty Skies by Strawberry_Avalanche

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The reason Tim’s shaking is because he’s worried about how much all those dates are gonna cost 🤭🤭🤭 he’s gonna be bankrupt by the end of it

Wip Wednesday?

Phantom floated lazily in a half-circle above them, legs crossed midair, arms tucked behind his head, that too-wide grin stretched across his face like a mask stitched on with mirth and menace.

“Let’s make a deal, Birdy.”

He spun slowly in place, green eyes glowing like dying stars.

“One date for every pitt I take out. I’ll start with the first one as a sign of grace.”

Somewhere in the mountains of Nanda Parbat, a pool began to bubble. Tim didn’t see it, but he felt it. The room chilled. Something ancient cracked apart. The scanners in Barbara computer rang in alarm.

The pit evaporated.

Not drained. Not destroyed. Undone.

Tim’s throat clicked as he swallowed.

Phantom pointed a glowing finger. “That one’s on me. Next ones are on you. Just say when.”

The second pit started to boil.

Jason surged forward, a hand out. “Stop—”

Phantom’s eyes didn’t leave Tim's.

Tim's eyes never left Phantom's

A third pit broke into steam and green fire.

The fourth trembled before erupting, sending up a column of ghostlight and screams. Somewhere distant, Ra’s al Ghul howled.

Phantom’s grin only widened.

Tim exhaled slowly, like it was the only thing keeping him grounded. His fingers curled into the chair arms.

Phantom floated closer. “Those were the ones you knew about.” His voice dropped into something deeper, more ancient. “Want me to handle the ones you didn’t?”

Tim’s mouth was dry. “How many?”

Phantom hovered until they were nose to nose. His voice was velvet, soft as snowfall:

“A lot.”

And then he leaned back again with a chuckle, twirling mid-air. “But don’t worry—I’ll only show you the ones I’m destroying. You just tell me when to stop.”

Tim stared at him, jaw tense. He could feel Barbara's eyes flick between them like a tennis match of insanity. Jason's fists clenched at his sides.

Tim breathed in deep, exhaled once. “...Keep going.”

Screens flickered to life on their own. Oracle’s setup surged with static and data feeds—grainy, spectral images of Lazarus Pits failing, collapsing, boiling away into nothing. Groups of twenty. Then forty. Then eighty.

The room filled with the low thrumming of eldritch static and the faraway screams of something ancient dying.

By the time number (xxx) imploded in a burst of unnatural light, Tim raised a shaking hand.

“Stop.”

Phantom halted mid-spin, upside down, and beamed. “Pleasure doing business with you, Birdy.”