A few glimpses into Danny and Billy's lives.
Marvel: *bursts into the Hall of Justice* Phantom! You destroyed our children?!
Danny: Yes, I did.
Justice League: *shocked silence*
Marvel: Why?!
Danny: They were dead, I didn't want them to rot before my eyes.
Marvel: I could have brought them back to life!
Danny: Darling, that's cheating.
Marvel: No, it's not. You could have at least let me say goodbye!
Danny: Honey, we've been through this a hundred times. You'll cry for a week again, and then you'll get new ones. And then you'll start all over again.
Billy and Danny were talking about their plants, which Billy was very persistent in growing, but they still died. The League doesn't know about this and looks at the two in shock. Since when does Marvel have children besides the five and Dani? Why are they DYING?! And why is the Phantom so calm about it?! And does Marvel really make babies again when the old ones die?! He's not innocent?! And wait... Marvel can resurrect people?! Batman's paranoia has increased many times over.
Danny and Billy: *loudly arguing in a long-extinct language*
Flash: What are they arguing about?
Voltage (Freddy): The usual quarrels of ordinary people. Marvel threatens to divorce the Phantom, who actively denies his guilt.
Flash: Wait! The Phantom and Marvel are married?!
Voltage: Yeah, about a year. I thought you knew. The Captain took a month off for his honeymoon then.
Hal: Kid, we didn't know anything about this! Cap didn't tell us anything!
Batman: What's the reason for the fight?
Voltage: Something about another custody battle. Don't pay attention. They can always quarrel over trifles, but then they always kiss. I advise you not to be near this moment. It's disgusting.
The League looks in shock at the already kissing Phantom and Marvel. The Voltage winces and flies away. The heroes exchange glances and slowly leave.
Marvel: *covered in black blood* Darling! Guess who's back from jail!
Danny: You work there. And you fought with Zonus again? Don't come near me, wash up.
Marvel: But I love you so much.
Danny: *hisses and flies away*
Marvel: *laughs and runs after him*
Superman: He fought with Zonus?
Ms. Marvel: He does. The New Gods are betting on them.
Superman: What?
Klarion: Ugh, I hate it when they do that.
Zatanna: Do they flirt a lot?
Klarion: Every damn time. I feel sick watching them.
Nightwing: Shit! They went horizontal! Everybody get out! Get out!
"Special delivery!" Shouted a boy, who should not be here at all speeding towards them on a hoverboard. Easily dodging the attacks that flew at him due to his sudden entrance with tricks and teases of "Miss me!" or "Even my dad can shoot better than that!"
Regardless, he came to a quick stop before the Flash, rummaged around in his pocket and throwing something into the air that quickly became a green shield that looked like a Lantern contruct but yet not quite.
"Fenton-made Ghost Shield Generator, or GSG for short." The kid shrugged, quickly reaching into his fanny pack and pulling out a full box of takeout that shouldn't have been able to full in there, warm and ready, and held it out to the Flash. "Usually, I would charge extra for it, but you can have it on the house!"
Flash and the boy exchanged their goods, food for money that the boy swiftly counted through. Unconcerned that he's one a battlefield while Flash ate his food.
"I might order from you again, honestly." Flash said, and the boy gave him a smile. "Please do! It's not every day we get someone from the League as a customer! Oh right!" The boy dug around in his pocket for something, pulling out a glowing green sticky note and putting onto the Flash's forehead.
Who didn't take any offense to the action, only letting out a confused gesture towards it.
"Something about warning you about something in the future, I don't know really." The boy shrugged, adjusting his stance on his hoverboard and hitting a button with his foot. "All his sticky notes are really cryptic though, cause he's just like that."
The GSG dropped into the boy's hand, staring at it for a moment before throwing it over to the Flash. "Eh, you can keep that. I can just ask my parents for another one anyway." He sped off, giving the hero a wave as he cackled while dodging more attacks. "Keep up the great work!"
Then he disappeared into a green portal, which closed behind him as quickly as it opened.
Danny moves to Gotham, hear him out! There's really good jobs there that pay through the nose and the cost of living is cheap!
Plus, the city is riddled with heroes and vilains! It's so easy to slip under the radar!
Unfortunately, there are so many civilian casualties. Like, all the time. Even in Metropolis!
So Danny, for his first year in Gotham, opens small portals to the Far Frozen and gets schooled on being a field medic. None of his powers can really be used for healing, but they can make people feel better. He just has to be careful to be as far removed from the Phantom moniker as possible, so he can't use any obvious powers.
He gets a bit of a reputation in Gotham; a small time hero of the people, for the people. A hero not invested in fighting, but in dragging civilians away from the danger. He doesn't even have a moniker; people are too busy arguing over the best one for him.
So while aliens are attacking both Metropolis and Gotham, Danny is out in full kit; a gas mask to hide his face, all black, repurposed kevlar from the vests the GCPD did not properly dispose of, no identifying markers.
But one of the clean up crews notices something insanely worrying; the geiger counter they have to point at alien spaceship parts? Yeah. Yeah, it's going off when they point it at the new small-time hero.
That hero's power is radioactivity. Holy shit. It's not at a level that will hurt people, but when he's dodging through fighting the level goes up.
The clean up crew concludes and shares via Twitter that the medic-hero is only a danger to others if he gets too stressed.
Word spreads fast, and pretty soon the absolute second Danny shows up on a scene, all fighting stops.
After all, no one wants to piss off the living Nuclear Bomb.
Basically, Danny's ghost-everything sets off Geiger counters, and now absolutely everyone is convinced that the medic-themed hero only refuses to fight because his meta power is just...being radioactive.
But he isn't.
So now, because it's the perfect cover and completely disassociated from Phantom, he has to play along and pretend like yes; that is his power.
Also B/W version cause they kinda slap
Okay, hear me out
Kim Dokja, Dramaturgy (JudyPhonic ver)
It just fits so well!!
I love genuinely innocent “boys will be boys.” Just saw a guy come out of a frat house to poke a pair of jeans they’d left outside - they were frozen solid, and as soon as he confirmed that, like twenty more boys came rushing out of the house going “YOOOOOOOOOO”
I do not wish to have my family be taken, I already have that threat on me by duolingo
“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”
I wanna make a Shazam x Percy Jackson crossover where basically Billy as the Gods champion + living in DCU
so is super chill as he arrives in PJO world
Zeus absolutey adores his champion as his sponsers do.
Billy is basically BAMF because Hera and the other gods who do no know Billy are like that one meme
Daddy?
uhh...Okay!
Billy is there's now and the Demigods are very confused on why everyone is being so respectful\
I really just want this fanfic to be Billy BAMF and chill
and Demigods confused and jealous
But- The Baguettes-
Reblog to destroy France
doomed yaoi this doomed yuri that what about the ones left behind. what about the two vertices of a triangle whose apex was ripped off. what about the bitter, resentful, codependent bitches with a shared crater in their soul the size of a missing third, clinging to eachother in the aftermath of their loss desperately trying (or refusing) to move on. people who press together like the lips of a wound stitched shut
Dear people who wear braids,
How tf do you stop the top of your head from getting fuzzy?? Like, I'm wearing braids rn and my hair is just sticking out from everywhere
This is what I'm dealing with and idk how to prevent it. Are my braids not tight enough? Is the problem with my hair?? Someone pls help because this happens every single time I DJ braids and keep them on for longer than a day
Bella / Minor / Any Pronouns I'll mostly reblog stuff and the stuff I reblog WILL be random. Follow at your own risk.
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