I’ve Made A Carrd!!!

Guardian Angels are actually Guardian Ghosts, and it's sort of mandatory military service.

Vlad managed to dodge his, by way of proving he had no morals and therefore no ability to guard. He doesn't know this yet, but it's a huge mark against him in terms of reputation.

At the moment, this doesn't really apply to or bother him.

When he fully dies, though, and reputation is all he has? It'll be very important.

But going through a Guardianship is important to ghosts for many reasons; it instills a sense of responsibility, gives them a connection to a world they left behind, and helps them increase their powers.

LunchLady? Successful Guardianship.

Walker? Ultra successful Guardianship.

Skulker? Technically successful Guardianship.

Now it's Danny's turn. The Observants held off on assigning him because a ghost needs to legally be an adult in Ghost terms, and Danny's half human.

So, when he graduates High School, a letter appears on his bed.

On top of that letter is a green sticky note that just reads;

"Yes, they're serious. Yes, you have to do this."

The letter outlines his duties and responsibilities to keep his charge alive, and the exception to the rule they're making with him due to his mortality.

He is being assigned this person for four years, instead of that person's lifetime. Long enough to make an impression, short enough to enable Danny to live his life.

Danny's new charge?

Bart fucking Allen.

how did jk manage to write ootp and not come to the conclusion that the only career w any true meaning for harry james potter was as a goddamn professor at hogwarts like how do u write the da scenes and say “nah he’d want to be a wizard cop”

I have this idea for a post but I feel like you would do it justice.

Basically, Danny is yeeted through a dimensional portal and reincarnated as the clone son of Tim and Connor(from when Tim cloned Connor during his death). This little shit wakes up after that, when Connor has already been found, as a six year old gremlin with a need for chaos.

Que pranks!

I don’t have much more than that so I will leave this in your capable hands.

-🎃

"Master Bruce, if I have to remind you to fix your tie one more time, Gotham will be without its protecter for many months to come!" Alfred snapped - actually snapped - from where he was attempting to reorganize the entirey of the Emberald Sitting room.

Right now, he moved all the furniture and all the wall directions. He was just adding some tastefully done flower pots to make the place look inviting but also regal.

It had been six hours, and from the looks of it, Alfred had not found the balance he desperately wanted. He started over four times. His patience was all but gone.

Bruce's hands snap to his tie, scrambling to get it set just right. He moves it only slightly to the left - not making much difference - with a nervous smile. Alfred's teeth snap shut with a click, and his eyes blaze with frustrated rage as he rounds the coffee table toward the billionaire.

Bruce looks to be holding back a scream.

Dick winces, sinking into his chair lest the aged Butler turns his ire onto him. He knows why this evening has to be just right. Especially to Alfred, but gosh, he could not handle how terrifying the butler could be.

It's just for one dinner and one evening. Dick tells himself. Once Alfred can finally say he married one of us off, things will return to normal.

"Honestly! If you didn't walk around looking like an unkeept vagabond all the time, maybe there would be a Lady of the House by now!" Alfred sneered at a pale-looking Bruce.

Or maybe Timmy bringing Kon over to announce their engagement means Alfred will try to marry the rest of us off harder. Dick despairs as Bruce endures another tongue-lashing. He wants to go help, but if he moves even an inch from his seat, Alfred might realize Dick is still in the room.

He can't afford to anger the beast any further.

"And you, Master Dick!" Alfred suddenly rounds on Dick, pointing one long finger into his face, with narrowed eyes and the grim reaper at his shoulder. Oh, dear.

Thankfully, that's when the doorbell rings. At once, Alfred's face clears into an excited smile. "They're here! I'll let them in right away; you lads, gather the rest of the family. And remember, we must make a great impression! Tonight is the night we invite Mister Kon into the family!"

The butler doesn't quite skip out of the room, but the bristle walking with a chipper head turning is the close that Dick has ever seen him do.

"I'm so happy for Tim." Bruce mutters,"but I can not handle any more reminders that I haven't had a spouse."

"Tell me about it," Dick sighs, following after his father into the hallway and down to the dining hall. He can distantly hear Alfred opening the door and greeting the two. "A hour ago, he made seven passive agressive reminders that Tamaraneans propse with a dinner and a mock battle. Seven. I mean, how does he even know what Tamaraneans do when courting?"

"It's Alfred." Bruce tells him, taking a seat at the head of the table. Dick sits in the chair to his right as the oldest and First Heir- considering the reply. It makes sense.

Damian, Cass, and Duke walk in, not even a moment later. All are dressed better than any gala Bruce could have dragged them off, too. He is rather impressed that Damian is a red suit that makes even Bruce pale in comparison. Then again, he is the only one besides Alfred who has an eye for such things.

"Has he already proposed, or is he doing it at dinner table and were all supposed to act supirse?" Duke asks while sitting down. "I want to know what kind of face I should have prepared"

"The clone has asked Father for his blessing in his courtship with Timothy. He knew we would have figured out his plans when that blunder. It is no surprise." Damian huffs. Dick knows he's just upset that his big brother is going to get married and move out soon. He's adorable when he's territorial.

"I can confirm that Kon hasn't asked yet." Steph announces, strutting into the room in all her purple gown glory. Behind her, the Row sbilings wander in with matching celtic blue suits, making Dick grin. It's always nice to see people appreciate the best color. "Tim isn't the type of person to not show off his ring whenever he has a chance."

"I've always wanted to see a real-life popersoal!" Jarro gasps, flying into the room with his own little suit on. It's a nice black with green undertones just like Bruce's.

He lands in the miniature chair with a dinner dining set Alfred had special ordered for him.

It sits on top of where a regular dining set usually is, always the second chair on Bruce's left, because he is literally the favorite. Bruce denies it, but they all see the tender smile he throws the floating star.

The Wayne kids know. Jarro is too precious and hilarious, so none of them mind that he's the favorite. In fact, Dick has half the mind that he's the favorite of the majority of the family.

Jason leans over to pat Jarro's head, grinning when the little starfish swears. He adores when the kid randomly curses out of Aldred's hearing range.

"Shh, they're coming!" Cullen says from where he was lingering by the door, hoping to see Tim and Kon. He always looked up to the older boys as someone who had been forced into the closet for his own protection.

Seeing people like him helped ease the fear, and Dick feels his smile wideing when Cullen scrambles back to his seat. He's so excited he's practically in the Speed Force.

Alfred opens the door first, stepping to the side to allow the guest to enter first. Dick feels himself sit up straighter, the moment really setting in, Kon is going to propose to his younger brother.

His little Timmy is growing up-

"Wow, this place is big!" A child says, running into the room. Who the heck is he? "It's amazing, Dad!"

"Slow down. You don't want to fall." Tim laughs, rubbing the stranger's hair with a soft smile.

"It's okay, Dad. I'm strong!" The boy flexes his tiny arms. Tim laughs again as Kon crouches down to the little boy's height.

"Woah! Look at all those musceles. You're going to help me protect your dad, son?"

"Yeah Pa, I'll be the strongest super or robin ever!"

"Tim? Who might this lovely chum be?" Bruce cuts in, voice slightly strained. No one calls him out on it since they are staring wide eye at the tiny little boy who looks like an exact copy of Tim at age five.

Dick knows because he was one of the few in the Wayne's who saw Tim at that age. He's practically a clone to oh no.

Dick thinks he's having a heart attack.

Tim looks up at them before a brillient glowing smile breaks across his face. "Everyone, Kon and I have an announcement to make!"

Kon wraps an arm around his waist, sending adoring looks to man in his arms before they both hold up their left hand.

There are twin silver bands on both of their fingers. "We got married in Las Vegas, and we have a son! I like you all to meet Danny Drake-Kent! I made him when I thought Kon was dead."

"I am Danny, clone of Kon-el and Tim Drake. Fear me if you dare!" His voice squeaks. Squeaks.

Scratch that, Dick knows he's having a heart attack.

You can hear a pin drop in the silence his announcement cause, as Danny puffs up his chest and floats a few inches off the grown.

Oh, great heavens, Dick is an uncle.

"A fellow clone, son!" Jarro cheers from his little table. He slams two of his star points on the table to a beat that he speaks to. "One of us. One of us."

Danny's blue eyes land on the star fish and widen. He raises both arms into the air chanting back. "One of us. One of us. One of us!"

"It's awesome is what it is!" Steph cries, jumping up from her seat. "Hi, Danny! I'm you, Auntie Steph! I'm the cool one."

"Isn't this lovely? Master Tim not only has a husband but a child as well. Unlike some Masters." Aldred doesn't quite glare at Bruce, but he doesn't have to. The Waynes know who he means as Bruce wince.

Danny pauses in his chanting to look her up and down, staring pointily at her plum colored dress before humming. "That's a bold statement for an eggplant."

Steph gapes at him as Tim roars with laughter.

Oh, Dick is going to love this kid. He leaves his seat, trying to get to his nephew as the rest of the family attempts to do the same. Damain makes alarming threats to Kon, letting him know he would easily take him out if he detects a hint of mistreatment to his brother and new nephew.

The Waynes act like they can't hear the threat because they all have their own versions of the shovel talk prepared. They just have to get the clone alone.

It's a nice dinner.

DP X DC PROMPT

Ok, so you know how there are sooo many adaptations of what’s happened in history? First thing that comes to mind is “Horrible Histories” that aired on CBBC (side note:: if you loved HH, you are literally my best friend, it was my favourite show), and how they take things that happened all the way back, and add a little whimsy to it.

A little laughter. A little silliness. You get the point.

I!! I headcannon that in the DC universe all of DP happened thousands of years ago. And then there is a show. It’s called “Danny Phantom” and it takes what happened thousands of years ago, with a freak lightning accident that “created” the first hero. (Scientists wonder if this was how MetaHumans came about. They’re— not wrong, exactly)

Except. This is the DC Universe. Where people do stupid stuff on a daily, and mad scientists can be found at a school lab.

So, one of the people high up (a producer? A director? Someone who’s VERY tired and is just looking for some authenticity in this project because it’s literally what they did their dissertation on—) decides to do something that seems reasonable at the time.

They summon the very person (being?) that they are basing this on.

And—

It works.

Whoops?

Ok, that’s alI I have for now! Tagging others to continue this (only if you want!!) @dcxdpdabbles @nerdpoe @starry-bi-sky @ailithnight @hecate-hollow @hello-eden @dp-sidebloggg @dclovesdanny @charlietheepicwriter7 @evilminji @enigmaris @glow-in-the-dark-death @kizzer55555 @luxaofhesperides @noxcheshire @puppetmaster13u @violent138 @virgamsysxvolumes @zylev-blog

DCxDP: A Pirate Princess

Dani Phantom gets arrested by the Green Lantern Corps for space piracy.

Yes Dani was in fact pirating youngbluds ship, they managed to turn it visible, and the only reason they caught her was she gave the others time to escape.

Dani was in fact screwing around, she's about physically 19 in this and is going through her "rob from the people who didn't uphold deals with the infinite realms and or tried to summon an ancient phase." Actually Danny, as King of the Realms, said that "You're doing amazing sweetie" and sat back to watch choas

So she gets arrested and once they identify her as partially earth origins they hand her off to the Earth's green Lanterns to deal with.

This means that she ends up in league custody (she's totally just humoring them) while they argue about her crimes.

She ends up piping up "Actually I was acting within full capacity as part of the Council of the Infinite Realms, the right hand of the god of the ghosts, never born, and timeless." She files her nails as she makes her statement like it wasn't a big deal. "I am the right hand of his Majesty King Phantom and all of my attacks were done on enemies of the realm or those who have attempted to summon planet ending threats from the void of death."

The JL is left to process this as John Constantine calls Batman up in a panic with "The King of the bloody infinite realms wants to speak to you about the return of his daughter. I swear to the Queen Bats if you are holding the Princess of death captive, Its going to be a cock up."

The thoughts of almost everyone but especially the Green Lanterns that brought her there could safely be summarized as "FUCK."

The Whole Album is so good, but I felt that "Would You Fall In Love with Me Again" Took the cake as the song from the Album to get an on Release Artpiece from me

Enjoy this speed paint, and uuuuhhh yeah I think i may do an image for each song from this saga cause i have ideas for ALLLL

Also some close ups

Peep the blood on his hands, mans has done things, but she loves him regardless ;w; Also homie is crying cause he has been waiting for this moment, nah, fighting for this moment for 20 years now Also the Olive Tree in the background uwu

Also i HAD to had Polites, ya already know hehe

HE IS SO HAPPY ODY FINALLY MADE IT HOME SAFELYYYYY

Also sure yeah I included Eurylochus as well uwu (peep the horns made out of lighting, yeah i know what you did Eury ewe, but I include u none the less uwu)

This whole journey has been amazing, it's bittersweet to see EPIC reach its end, but i'm glad it ended so happily (in the song, RIP IRL Ithaca)

Thank you! It was fun to draw to this. Looks like we both were dealing with blocks at the time when we were making these. It was nice.

It's been my first time being in an Invisobang and I got to do it with @nelkcats go read their fic! Constantine despite appearing at the very end and causing himself his own trouble is always amusing to see. Also it was fun to beta read for ya!

“It doesn’t count,” she murmured. “Not if all he knows is the perfect persona. That’s not me. Do you get what I mean?“ 

Adrien’s words flowed out of him without real thought, his tone casual. He was still reeling.  "I’m a model, Ladybug. I know exactly what you mean.” She stilled, studying his face with growing horror.  He patted his own chest. “This is not me. I’m not perfect and warm and kind. I get jealous and mean just like everyone else. I can be impulsive and make stupid mistakes too. And no one knows that.”

–from a witch’s familiar by @metawohoo​ this scene filled me with a mighty need to do some ladrien yesterday. i swear there’s so much potential for delicious angst in this ship, i love it. ;0;

See, it’s not his fault about this whole situation; he’d been incredibly upfront about it from the start, and it’s really, truly not his fault if the Justice League simply couldn’t listen.

That was a terrible way to start that off, and Billy backtracked.

What he’d meant to say was that he was extremely, explicitly clear in what he’d said when he’d first joined up. Considering the fact that one of the founding members was Batman, a world renowned detective, and another was Superman, someone who could hear anything in the world, he decided to just—out himself as it were. Get ahead of the jump. Lay all his cards on the table. You get it, don’t you?

And now here he was, a few years later listening to them bickering. He didn’t even remember what had started this up, but knew that the turning point was Wonder Woman—Diana, she asked to him to call her Diana—freezing up and looking at him in shock before breathing out,

“You’re a child.”

Well—yes? Wasn’t that something he’d told them from the start. He’d literally told them,

“I’m twelve.”

Sure, he was in his Captain Marvel form, but that didn’t detract from the fact that he had in fact told them.

Green Lantern—Hal, not Guy—looked at him in betrayal. “I cannot believe you!”

He didn’t have much to say to that except confusion.

“Uh—why? I literally told you this when I joined? I don’t understand why you guys are making such a big deal out of this.”

“We thought you’d been on the superhero scene for twelve years! Not that you were actually twelve!”

Ohhhh. Yeah, that made sense.

Billy Batson but he was incredibly upfront about his real age from the beginning, people just misinterpreted that as how long he's been a hero. This is funny only because it puts him as the most experienced hero in the League and people are mad about it