I've Seen A Lot Of Danny Being Ellie's Dad But Where Is The Pariah Dark Adopts This Sassy Ghost Child

I really hate the whole “sell your first born to a demon” thing because why are you implying that a whole person is your property???

Like does this mean I can look at some rando and go “yeah I’m selling them for good fortune” and the demon will just go with it?!?!

Why sacrifice some random person to summon a demon but then sell your first born to said demon after? Keep the baby and sell a different rando.

I’m mostly concerned about those two aspects. There’s just so many holes in the plot.

Did someone just steal a rando for the summoning and then they didn’t have a spare ready for the price? Then last minute they think “ah yes I’ll just sell my first born that I haven’t had yet! Huzzah I’m a genius >:)” or what??

But still with that logic they could say their worst enemies name and the demon could be like “I got you” what??

I don’t get it. Someone fix this. Explain. Anything. Why is this a thing?

Tim: “Hey is that some kinda green drink? I watched in real time as your eye bags disappeared… can I try some..?”

Danny, curious: “… Why were you looking..?”

Tim, blushing: “No reason! Just… yeah.. yk…”

Danny, smirking: “Well I would let you try some, but I don’t think you’d survive it. Your organs would probably melt :)”

Tim: “…So that is Lazarus water?”

Danny: “What the hell is Lazarus water??”

Danny in Gotham #1

Danny, sleep deprived but he needs to finish these assignment before he procrastinates again, chugs his special ectoplasm-infused energy drink and types away like never before.

Tim stares in horror as he watches a random college student drink Lazarus water in the middle of the library, but the dark bags under his eyes disappear when he finishes it so…maybe he’ll ask if he has more.

I don’t know what to answer cause my name is NOT gender neutral like at all. If a guy were to have my name people would stare at him weirdly.

Long story short tho I was named after a male stripper doing a drag performance.

After they figure out Danny was trying to help, it won’t just be a staged apology. It’ll be 50 roses, petals falling, mild stalking, more punching, a true serenade under the moon.

Tim: *ahem* Danny, I know we just met, but I’d really like to get to know you better. *music softens, and Timmy holds out the roses for Danny* Would you please go on a date with me?

Danny who found out Tim was Red Robin after punching him in the face too: what… I MEAN sure why not? How the hell did I score this sickly pretty boy???

Sorry, Rich Boy

If there was anything Danny hated more than anything, it was doing what Vlad wanted him to do. Especially when he'd done it thinking it was against the fruitloop's wishes and the man gave him that smirk that tells him Danny had played right into the fuckers hands.

So Danny had gotten good at sniffing out a scheme. And, honestly, he didn't need to do much sniffing here.

Vlad had invited him as a plus one to a Wayne (Yes, that Wayne. Brucie Goddamn Wayne.) Gala, meant to take place only a few days from now. Vlad must have suspected Danny would never agree, would have thought it was another attempt for Danny's loyalty where none of his friends could help. Unfortunately for Vlad, Danny was a spiteful fuck and he wouldn't let Vlad go to a Gala full of rich fools alone. Not when Vlad had previously admitted to how he'd gotten his fortune in the first place.

So, there Danny was, keeping an eye on Vlad. At a Wayne Gala. In Gotham, New Jersey. Fuck his half-life.

It was a horrible idea, really. The suit is stuffy, the room is stuffy, and the people are fucking stuffy. He hangs around the food for the most part, only because Vlad keeps coming back to it which makes keeping an eye on the guy somewhat easier. He admits coming was a good idea only when he sees Vlad making buddies with the Wayne troop themselves and that smirk is on his face. Well, fuck that.

He catalogs the group; not including Bruce Wayne there is a scowling child (immediately off the table, he’s not some fucko like Vlad okay), two teenage boys (one of them black and built like a small brick wall. The other a white boy, scrawny as hell, and looking a breeze away from passing out), two teenage girls (one a peppy blonde and the other a ravenette, off to the side laughing together), and a man (big).

Overall, if he had to pick who to go after to cause the most fuss, it’d be the kid. However, he has morals, so he sets his sights on the skinny white boy instead. He’s skinny, obviously, but upon a closer look has some muscle on him that makes Danny less guilty for his choice. Sorry, rich boy, but Danny has a godfather to piss off.

He sets down his drink, walks over, and decks the poor boy in the face. The look of horror on Vlad's face is well worth the absolute confusion coating the entire group.

And, just for the cherry on top, he turns to Brucie Wayne and the fruitloop, "Your Gala sucks and so does your city. Fuck this place, never bring me here ever again Vlad."

I feel like to become an adult ghost you should be dead for however long your species average life span is yk?

Like if you’re the only one, one of few, or a sub species you can get grouped with the closest relative

Idk man I’m tired gn

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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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 😭

DCxDP Fanfic Idea: Burst your Bubble

Danny makes a small mistake that spirals out of control three years later. It starts on a fateful day while working in Clockwork's Tower, covering for the Time Lord. He had pushed for the man to take a break after hearing he hadn't been on vacation since the death of dinosaurs.

It was also recommended by Frostbite. Apparently, the stress of his job was causing Clockwork to lose grip on his age shift. Much like a human grinding their teeth in sleep due to stress, Clockwork's core was rapidly shifting him through his ages, causing aches along his core. When Danny met him, the way he went from child to middle-aged man and finally old adult was just physical proof of Clockwork's stress.

His shifting got under control after they defeated Dan, but that didn't mean his muscles had a chance to relax. He was a little better off the second time Danny saw Clockwork, but when Danny asked if he could return to his parent's college days, Clockwork's form quickly started shifting again.

Danny felt horrible about it, but he was fine taking over for the ghost to relax on vacation. It wasn't even that hard. All he had to do was watch the various timelines and record large catastrophes and bursts of hope. He also had to watch hourglasses that indicated the natural flow of time in multiple worlds. Sometimes, the sand would get stuck, so he would need to stir it with a large spoon, careful to not let anything else touch the golden shine of the time sands.

It helped that the Tower was semi-sentient. It overheard him making up lies about what he was doing on a call with his parents. Danny had told his parents that this summer, he was going away to work as a summer camp counselor, while Clockwork had selected a timeline that was moving at a different speed.

One month in Danny's home dimension was a hundred years in the one Clockwork was relaxing in. When Danny's school started again, his friend would have a lovely four hundred years to enjoy. Of course, this was a tiny break for a being like Clockwork, but Danny promised to take over every summer until he graduated.

The Tower had created a room that looked a lot like a log cabin whenever his parents attempted to video call. It even created a paycheck with actual funds directly deposited into his teen account that his parents had access to.

Their doubts about Danny lying vanished when "Camp Kronos" placed a rather generous amount of money under his name. His dad was even proud of Danny going out of his way to earn his own money. It's been a long time since his Dad sounded like that when talking about his accomplishments.

Clockwork had told him the Tower spoke to him mentally because it was his Haunt, but since Danny was only Haunt sitting, he was directed to a chalkboard that the Tower could use to write messages to him. That's how he knew it was the Tower's doing that his cover was safe back home.

Danny thanked the Tower by cleaning it from top to bottom. When he asked it what its name and pronouns were, the Tower requested to be called "it" and to stop using a capital T when referring to it.

Danny tries, but he still mentally changes tower into Tower since that is its name in his head. The tiles shake in irritation whenever he accidentally says it out loud.

Besides that, the Tower didn't really interact with him. Danny made his own food, did his own laundry, and did his work. There was never a clock in and clock out; the only time he wasn't attending the timelines was when he took short breaks to sleep, eat, bathe, and clean.

But the only time he wasn't watching the time was when he was asleep, and that was because of Tower. It somehow found a way to throw the timelines in his face whenever possible.

He did enjoy using the large tub to soak in bubbles, but Tower shifted the bubbles to reflect different scenes of the timelines he was watching, causing them to flout like the tower was blowing bubbles while Danny sat in the water. If it went that far to ensure that Danny was constantly working, he could see why Clockwork had such a hard time with the core shifting.

Then, one day, while soaking, he closed his eyes, ignoring the shifting tiles and the slight rumbling of the walls as Tower grumbled. He told it that he was taking a short break and it could wait until he was done. He would rest his eyes, no matter how important it was for him to watch.

He couldn't have them close for more than a minute, but that was all the mistake needed. At that time, one of the bubbles' timelines shifted because someone in it was being an idiot and messing with time, and it started to glow with new times and forming.

Sand that Danny accidentally touched when the bubble popped right on his nose. Tower was throwing a fit, shaking everything like an earthquake as the sand fell into the soap water.

He blinked open his eyes, startled, and much to his horror, came face to face with the sand, forming a miniature window into that timeline. A human teenager was staring right back at him, jaw dropped with a healthy building flush rising on his cheeks, as the time sand danced around his eyes, though he seemed unable to look away from Danny.

Windows were often granted to specific individuals favored by Clockwork, causing them to become Seers. It was not a common blessing because, more often than not, mortals could not handle future knowledge.

Even ghosts long dead struggle with the power. The only reason Danny was able to cover for Clockwork was because his brain was both dead and alive at the same time. Madness cause time couldn't touch him because, technically, he was already crazy.

Tower shook again, the stone groaning under its disapproval as Danny became uncomfortable, aware that the only thing protecting his dignity was the white foam low on his stomach. With a yelp, he sank further into the water, his hands covering his important bits out of habit, and he waved his hand to close the window.

The teenager moved his mouth in a silent plea, but he vanished in a swirl as quickly as he appeared. It was only a few seconds. Not even ten. Surely nothing could come from that?

A mistake he pushed to the back of his mind.

Surely, not paying attention for just a tiny amount of time could not have caused anything to be too bad.

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"Hey dude? You okay?"

"I just....I just saw an angel...."

"What?"

"An angel. He warned me....showed me....I have to tell Mr.Wayne!"

"Wait! Where are you going!? Tell Mr. Wayne what?!"

"His son is going to die next week!"

"What!?"

"Jason Todd! The angel showed me! I have to warn them!"

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Tower didn't tell on him, and Danny didn't bring it up. Clockwork returned in mid-adult form when the summer ended, looking far more relaxed and no longer shifting forms so rapidly.

He apparently spent four hundred years on a small paradise island, sipping coconut and dancing with locals who thought him a god. He hugged Danny, another large bonus for his paycheck, and sent him on his way.

The following summer, Danny completely forgot about the little accident and never bothered to check on that timeline. Clockwork was unaware there was a major shift in it, so he assumed that the world was moving as it should, though he complained that he had to unclog it a lot more because of a Seer who often opened too many Windows.

It was a testament to how much he needed that vacation for Clockwork to forget he never chose that Seer, despite the young human proving he had the will to handle his visions.

\Danny never realized that Seer was the same teenager he saw back then until one day three years later when Seer was an established fortune teller working as a consultant with some hero society and had used some of the said heroes to try and contact Clockwork.

"Danny." Clockwork started watching the young human set up an altar. "Why is a human attempting to use himself as a virgin sacrifice for me?"

"Ummmm"

"Danny, why does my Haunt claim you gave him the Sight."

"Well....."

"Danny why is Timothy Jackson Drake, who fated to be the third Robin in this time line, now a mere consultant who use his power of Sight for money gain? He's not a hero, did you know that? He merely lives next door to one of that world's greatest heroes and is obsessed with finding his Angel"

"I may have....made a mistake when I was fourteen."

"Danny," Clockwork's faux-friendly tone grew sharper as his form shifted from the three stages of age. "What did you do?"

"I can fix it!"

"How."

"I'll....enter that timeline and set it on the right path? I can answer his summons and convince him to become a hero with the Bats?"

Tower shook as if laughing at him.

"How." The hiss that came from the Time god was almost incomprehensible, with the amount of rage crammed into one syllable

"I'll-I can-Honey pot him!" Danny whimpered, cowering under the withering death glare Clockwork was aiming at him. "I can convince him that being a vigilante is cool and hot, so he'll be Red Robin, and the timeline can be saved?"

Clockwork's eyes darken. "You better not fail me. Send him away, Haunt"

Tower- the traitor- moved instantly. It shifted its stones to drag Danny to Red Robin's cluttered hourglass. It flung him in before he could protest, using Danny to unclog it. He is nearly down in the sinking sand, scrambling for purpose before he falls flat on his bum, and the sand vanishes.

A soft gasp has him looking up. Standing before him is the Seer Tim Drake, who looks beyond happy.

"It's you! My Angel!"

Ghosts wear boots 🤭🤭🤭

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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