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ailithnight · 9 hours

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I can't tell if Clark is worried about Bruce getting offended and fighting Hal and Ollie.

Or if he's worried Bruce might "take them up on the offer" for his own weird sense of humor. A kind of, 'The things you don't know could fill a library and I'm about to write a joke book,' thing.

On the note of Batman's sense of humor, imagine Bruce decides to ignore Clark and throw his answer into the round. Bruce would have no issue keeping the separation between Bruce Wayne and Batman, so he could easily answer without making it weird. And Bruce gets to delight in the double layered entertainment; first layer, breaking expectations by playing the game at all; second layer, knowing that he just said he would [fuck/marry/kill] himself while Hal and Ollie are clueless.

Then, just to add another layer to the joke and watch his friends fumble and turn even redder, Bruce chooses violence and offers the next round; Fuck, Marry, Kill - Clark Kent, Hal Jordan, Oliver Queen.

(I considered having Bruce throw out Clark's, Diana's, and J'onn's civilian ids; but I figured J'onn isn't prolific enough in his civilian life to be a known figure for the game, and Diana might just laugh. Clark, Hal, and Ollie seemed like they would have funnier reactions.)

okay so there were a ton of posts/fics about the hilarious "fuck/maryy/kill" Bruce Wayne & Justice League scenario (I read them all, amazing comedic timing y'all) but to me, the most hilarious scenario is the JL play fuck/marry/kill, Bruce's name comes up, and half of the people in the room in the know immediately turn bright red and refuse to keep playing and no one will explain why.

Hal: "...and I would fuck Bruce Wayne. No, I would kill him. Nah, actually I'd fuck him, who am I kidding."

Clark: choking on his coffee and rapidly turning an alarming shade of red

Diana: "An....interesting choice, of course."

J'onn: "Shall we play a different game?"

Hal: "Wait, what? that was the game, wasn't it?"

Ollie: "I'm with Hal, I'd fuck the shit out of Bruce. He's the easiest guy I know, it's not like it'll exactly be a hardship for him."

*every single person in the room turns to Batman, standing in the corner*

Clark: "Wow! I think I just heard someone drop an ice cream cone in Guatemala. Batman, I'll need a team up."

Ollie: "For ice cream?"

Diana, standing up and putting herself in between Bruce and Hal: "This sounds dire. I will also assist."

Clark, under his breath, one hand on Bruce's back: "It's not worth it. He's not worth it. Come on. Walk it off."

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ailithnight · 2 days

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It is imperative to me that Danny have no idea Robin is a hero name. That, to him, it's just a nickname Mary likes to call her living son by when she's telling stories about Dick's childhood.

It's even possible that until the Portal opened, the Realms were so out of sync with the living planes, most ghosts (espicially the ones that don't leave the Realms) don't really know what's going on in the lives of their living loved ones. Perhaps Mary and John also don't know that Robin, their Bobbin Robin, became a hero under that name until he outgrew it.

Anyway, point is that Danny actually doesn't know that Dick is a hero. But Dick thinks he does because it's been so long since Robin was just a name his mother called him. Robin is too intertwined with the Bat now, Dick sometimes forgets it meant something else first. So Dick and the rest of the Bats are slightly panicking about, on top of everything, this kid knowing their (or at least Dick's) biggest secret.

Meanwhile Danny is just vibing like, 'It's so cool to actually meet my big brother on my ghost parents' side. I wonder if he can help me practice more acrobatics in the mortal planes. Really get a feel for doing it in a dimension that intrinsically obeys the normal laws of physics instead of having to focus on making physics behave properly while also trying to get the moves right. Ooh, hug time! Dick hugs just like Daj. Is that something to tell him now or will that make his current existential crisis worse?

It is also imperative to me that Mary has also given Danny a nickname like Dick's. Like Dick got Robin because he "was always bobbin around." I'm thinking Hummingbird. For Danny always darting about. Trying to keep up with school and chores and friends and Rogues; bouncing from one responsibility to the next to the next to the next, hardly able to slow down.

The first time Danny sees Dick Grayson he calls him Tata.

Danny, in his Ghost Zone travels, befriended the Flying Graysons. John and Mary like him so much, that it started as a joke, sort of.

"Ahhhhh, the son we never had! Welcome!"

"My little Robin's long lost little brother, come, come!"

And it morphed into him jokingly calling them Tata and Daj. Then it wasn't really a joke anymore.

Then the Observants inform him that as far as Ghost Law is concerned, they're his Ghost Guardians.

This means that Danny has two sets of parents; Jack and Maddie on the human side of things, and John and Mary on the ghost side of thing.

So when he sees Dick Grayson, who looks a lot like John, it just slips out.

This leads to a very awkward stare off in the middle of a coffee shop.

Danny has no idea how to explain himself.

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ailithnight · 2 days

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oracle, ban this guy

(some shitpost while i work on that bernard comic)

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ailithnight · 2 days

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(Worth remembering, the name Robin came from Dick's mom's nickname for him. Just like the uniform is based on his performance costume. So...)

Danny: Wait, living Grayson? Oh! You're Robin!

Dick: What? No! Why would I-

Danny: Yeah you are! Now I know why you look just like Tata. You're Bobbin Robin! Um... Dickie, right? According to Ghost Laws, you're my big brother!

The first time Danny sees Dick Grayson he calls him Tata.

Danny, in his Ghost Zone travels, befriended the Flying Graysons. John and Mary like him so much, that it started as a joke, sort of.

"Ahhhhh, the son we never had! Welcome!"

"My little Robin's long lost little brother, come, come!"

And it morphed into him jokingly calling them Tata and Daj. Then it wasn't really a joke anymore.

Then the Observants inform him that as far as Ghost Law is concerned, they're his Ghost Guardians.

This means that Danny has two sets of parents; Jack and Maddie on the human side of things, and John and Mary on the ghost side of thing.

So when he sees Dick Grayson, who looks a lot like John, it just slips out.

This leads to a very awkward stare off in the middle of a coffee shop.

Danny has no idea how to explain himself.

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ailithnight · 2 days

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Not 4 seconds after Steph asks, the fire does indeed burn itself out. Danny just gestures at it like, 'told ya,' then goes back to whatever lab work he was doing before he had to step back from the flames.

Danny hadn't meant to start a fire in the Gotham U lab. In his defense, he was left unsupervised.

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ailithnight · 2 days

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I just imagine that after this B slings Robin over his shoulder, looks at the cat, stares at the cat, nods at the cat, and grapples away.

panel redraws are more fun than I thought

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ailithnight · 3 days

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I would think Cass's language skills start improving in leaps and bounds now that she has someone around who can explain stuff to her in her own language.

As Jason's corruption slowly clears up, he starts picking up on the empathic speech going on between Cass and Danny. It's still very faint to him, like someone talking three rooms away where you can tell they are talking but can't parse actual words. But he can tell it's happening. Course, he ain't no snitch. Let the others continue fumbling in confusion about it.

Also, throw in 'the Bats subconsciously use ghost speech, but just can't perceive it from others' for some extra spice. Because that's always fun. And I love imagining that the first time Jason can clearly understand the ghost speech, the first thing he hears from it is Bruce's unbridled (because he doesn't know he's doing it and therefore doesn't reign it in) screaming 'I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU' all over the place all the time. Cass and Danny are there to help him process, but also sit there smugly about the whole situation.

Machi's #10 DP x DC idea

Someone called on the Fenton's and now Danny is hiding from the CPS. He hides in the GZ and is only find out when he goes back home bc he missed Jazz.

Time goes differently on the realms, Danny has spent years in the GZ but only a couple days have passed on Earth. Unfortunately, after so long in the GZ Danny has gotten used to speaking by emotions and not by words so he barely talks. Until they can solve the situation with the Fenton's it is decided Danny should go to a house that is used to deal with this kind of behavior.

Cue to Danny being sent with the batfam.

He arrives late at night and Bruce decides that it will be better for Danny to meet the children in the morning (especially since some are on patrol rn) Danny is offered a room in the family wing but he rushes to Cass' room.

Cass immediately wakes up and pokes at Danny. Real? She asks and Danny nods.

Cass baby core sings in pure Bliss bc now they have a big ghost that they can talk to (Jason doesn't count bc Jason is corrupted) Cass slaps Danny on pure instinct and Danny smiles and chases after her. They both run and play in the room while having a silent conversation but when Bruce puts a step on the room they freeze and hide.

He tells them that he doesn't want to interrupt their games but it is time to sleep. They agree so they grab all the blankets and pillows they can find in the room, build a nest in the middle of the bed and hide inside.

From then on they have this bubble around them, Cass is more comfortable and relaxed with Danny than with anybody else and the same goes for Danny. They are always cuddling and touching each other and having quiet conversations. Thanks to this, Cass' powers show up and Danny doesn't officially join the Bats but he always seems to know when Cass is in danger and goes to her rescue every time, even if she is in another country.

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ailithnight · 3 days

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People who don't already know where Danny came from tend to ask him if he came from Gotham. He gets the question a lot on Twitter. He just has that vibe, y'know?

And it confuses Danny every time. Like, "No? I've never even been to New Jersery?? I'm from Illinois???"

Can't decide whether the Gothamites on Twitter should claim he is spiritually one of theirs or be offended that anyone would even suggest it.

He'd moved to metropolis on a whim.

The city was big, he's earning good money via commissioned things (most people come to him for cosplay actually, who knew that knowing how to build a sci-fi gun that doesn't even work would be this wanted??) and he's got a nice apartment!

Superman and Supergirl were the active heroes, he didn't need to involve himself anymore with the world of heroes, he would continue as a civilian. It was better this way.

So how come LexLuthor, of all people, what is his luck?, sends him an invitation to LexCorp AND once declined, seemed to have created some sort of energy absorbing weapon that directly zoomed in on his immediate whenever around?

Civilian life is one thing.

Being rescued via Super for the 9th time is another.

"Hey Danny." Supergirl grins, they're floating to the side as Superman deals with Lex.

"Hey, Supergirl." Danny replies with a sigh, holding his bag.

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ailithnight · 3 days

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Do you ever plan on continuing the Adoptive Son Au?

This wasn't just a mission anymore.

Dick lays perfectly still, staring up at Crowne's bedroom ceiling. Besides him, Crowne is found asleep, and his soft puffs of breath are the only sound to be heard in the room. As always, the other man is curled up facing the wall, one fist under his cheek and the other clutched to the warm set of blankets.

It's something Dick noticed the first night he slept over.

Awake Crowene took up so much space with his commanding aura, steadily leading his team into the future like a king upon a throne—as if he were larger than life.

Asleep, Crowne seemed to grow smaller, a shocking reminder that for all he's accomplished, he too was only eighteen like Dick.

His face softened, and the invisible weight that seemed to be resting on Crowne's shoulders vanished once he slumbered. It surprised Dick, the first time he watched him sleep, to see how gentle the man could be. How innocent he appeared.

It was a reminder of how inexperienced Crowne was regarding relationships.

The mission had gone on longer than he'd ever planned it to. Dick was worried about how far he was going to go with the honey pot aspect, even with his suggestive comments and more daring flirtations. None of his other missions have gotten so far, always stopping at a few cuddles and kisses.

Thankfully, Crowne hesitated to go further. He had agreed to the hotel room, leaving Drake with Nancy for the night, and as Dick was desperately trying to think of an escape as they climbed up to the room, Crowne had grown more and more angsty.

They had kissed against the door and stumbled their way to the bed with heated breaths and whispered moans, but when they actually landed on the hotel bed, Crowne had sprung away. He had burst into tears, shamefully admitting he wasn't ready.

Dick had been so grateful for the out as he gathered Crowne into his arms and promised to wait till the time was right. He would wait until the CEO was ready, wiping away tears and kissing his cheeks dry.

He gave himself more time by admitting he also didn't feel comfortable moving forward yet, and Crowne looked at him with such tenderness Dick forgot about the mission for only a minute.

Instead, the two somehow ended up chatting the night away, lying side by side, whispering to each other against the pillows. None of what they spoke about was useful for the mission, and yet he found himself holding the little facts about Crowne close to his heart anyway.

He learned about Crowne's insecurities, some of the bullying he endured as a kid, the loving parents he missed, and the sister he lost. He even spoke about his fear of failing Drake or the rest of the people at his company who depended on him, how sometimes that fear of failure would creep in and freeze him in place.

In turn, Dick found himself talking of the circus, whispering what he missed and what life was like before his parent's death.

He shared his role as team leader—though not what the team was—and how sometimes he felt like he was still attempting to find his place in everyone's lives. Shockingly, he even admitted that he feared Bruce would never see him as soon, hiding his tears in Crowne's neck as he pushed out the words.

He never opened up to anyone like that, which terrified him of how far he may have lost himself within the lie.

They fell asleep together that night, curling around each other fully clothed, and it was far more intimate than anything he had ever done with anyone else.

The following day Dick had been able to spot love in Crowne's eyes whenever he looked at him. It made him sick. He tried to not make too much eye contact following this, for they had yet to find the missing children, and he couldn't bring himself to acknowledge the devotion of a man he was playing for information.

Now, four months after they agreed to go slow, he slept on the right side of Crowne's bed, which had become his side, watching the snow gently fall outside the window of the new house Crowne had purchased. The mission had far surpassed the expected wait time, as Christmas was quickly approaching, and Crowne had made comments of spending it at Wayne mannor.

He had seen a shopping list with Bruce, Jason, Damian, and even Alfred's names on Crowne's desk, and a couple of gift ideas were written next to them. Because he knew that to Dick, they were his family, and he wanted to make a good impression on them.

The mission had begun in spring, but Dick couldn't find a way to untangle himself from Crowne. He had been heavily involved in the gym Crowne was setting up with Drake, seeing that he adored possibly being a gymnastics teacher more than he ever planned.

Bruce occasionally commented that he shouldn't let himself be swept away by the lie.

He knew the truth.

This domestic bliss he was spending with Crowne was an illusion. It was bound to burst the day they found what they were looking for, but by the gods, Dick honestly thought they were wrong.

They had to be.

Crowne's mysterious rise to power, extortionary science, brilliant business mind, and unexplained funds all pointed to darker, evil intentions.

But Danny? The man's eyes soften by children's laughter. He made silly puns when he wanted to cheer up Dick. He curled around Dick, holding him through nightmares and never asking what they were about.

Danny stepped up for Tim Drake and gave him a home when all signs clearly pointed to the Drakes neglecting their son. Danny was the one who anonymously paid off medical debt, asking nothing in return, not even acknowledgment. Danny was the one who could name all the stars in the sky, yet looked sad when staring upwards.

Danny was the one Dick was in love with, but Danny was also Crowne, and the Bats were gunning to lock him up for the rest of his life.

It tore him to pieces, but Dick pushed himself out of the warm bed. He patted his way to the boxes that still needed to be unpacked. He was the one to convince Danny to buy a house outside the city, knowing the man wouldn't bother to pack appropriately.

This meant he would likely carelessly throw evidence into random boxes—the evidence he needed to finally put him away.

He looked over his shoulder to ensure the other was still sleeping before going through the items. He went through the first five without finding anything, angry at himself for feeling relief until he came across the last box.

Inside were notebooks.

Some date back to the first year Danny was adopted by the Crownes. There were systematic experiments and notes on the portal making, but the worst of all were the files.

Files of the street kids he had moved. With each page turned, Dick found profiles of the kids, where they were found, what they were going through, how they were taken, and where they were placed. There were even several phone numbers of social workers who helped him move the kids about.

A leger of the trafficking ring. All were written in Danny's handwriting. It was a lie, Dick knew, but it was still devastating to realize how evil the darkness within Crowne indeed was.

The very last thing in the box was an engraved ring with Richard Grason on the inside, sitting inside an elegant ring box.

Dick felt sick as he reached up to his earpiece pressing it three times. Bruce picked up with a soft greeting that quickly turned to worry when Dicked choked out through his tears.

"We got him."

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ailithnight · 3 days

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What this exhibit needs is a full replica of a wooly rhinoceros skeleton (or at least a picture, but I think seeing it in 3D space would be better) right beside it so we can really get a sense for how fucked up this reconstruction is.

Worst or...best?

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ailithnight · 4 days

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Ohoho, sorry Danny. Y'ain't gettin away that easy.

Pigeon summoned in the place of some so called Almighty Ghost King? Yeh, those 'weird people' who were the 'intended sacrifices' ain't just watching you walk away. Your goin in a nice little bird cage and taking a pleasant trip to Titans Tower until they can verify your origin, purpose, and threat status.

"Titans, go!"

DPxDC Prompt #8

Danny was practicing shapeshifting with Amorpho when he felt the tug of a summoning and heard the distant words drifting into his mind.

Normally Danny would just ignore it. Or if it seems like this was a group that needed some sense scared into them, he'd shift into his Horror form and terrify them into never pulling this shit again. But then he heard them mention live sacrifices, and Danny just had to step in before that happened. So he let the summoning pull him on through, briefly forgetting he was shapeshifted into a... less than ideal form.

Danny lands in the circle right on top of one of the intended sacrifices, a group of people in weird outfits and, is that guy green? Irrelevant. Immediately Danny on knows something is very wrong. His powers feel muted and far away. His form suddenly feels, locked somehow.

He casts his gaze across the summoning circle and, to his horror, recognizes the binding ritual. These cultists wanted to bind and seal him in one of these mortal's bodies after they were sacrificed. But they fucked up the spell. Or maybe Danny fucked it up by coming in too soon? Irrelevant again.

What matters is the spell went sideways. Instead of locking Danny into one of the sacrifice's bodies, it locked him into his own form while pulling most of his abilities just out of reach. Now he's here. In the shape of- He's stuck as-

"Dude, is that a pigeon? Did the Ghost King, like, send you to voicemail?"

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ailithnight · 4 days

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Danny, freaking the fuck out, realizing he did die and now he's a ghost and his parents said ghosts are all evil, malicious, non-sentient beings and Danny doesn't want to be any of that he just wanted to impress his friends but now he's dead and he doesn't know what to do and he's scared of what's going to happen to him and terrified of what he's become and

Batfam member watching this white haired green eyed kid that just fell out of a green portal and plummeted several stories panic so hard he fainted and inverted colors

DPxDC Prompt where when Danny experiences his portal accident, instead of falling back into the basement, he's instead dumped unceremoniously into the streets of Gotham through a natural portal.

In Amity, Sam, Tucker, and Jazz are mourning their presumably-vaporized friend/brother, while the Fenton parents are facing legal action for their negligence.

In Gotham, Batman is trying to figure out what to do with a meta child who is freaking the fuck out.

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ailithnight · 4 days

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As lively as he is, they tend to forget Phantom is dead.

Raven is often the one who reminds the others. Phantom is dead. He's a supernatural entity. And supernatural beings tend to operate by rules that aren't intrinsic or always logical to non-supernatural beings.

And if not Raven, Starfire tends to be the most culturally sensitive. She understands. Not the culture itself, of course. But she understands other people not understanding. She understands seeing significance in things no one else recognizes as important.

Unfortunately, at the time of the fight, Raven was deep in her morning meditations and Starfire had decided to go out for a fly around the outskirts of the city, just exploring a world that was still relatively new to her. By the time either of them were there to see what was up or try to mediate, Phantom had already stormed off to... do whatever he had been planning to do that day.

Huh. None of them actually know what Phantom was doing that day. Not even Robin knew where he went. Which wouldn't normally be concerning. Except when he doesn't come back. When the day and night and half of the next passes with no word from their wayward friend, the team gets worried.

It's Robin who goes snooping through Phantom's room. There, on the desk, topping a pile of Phantom's incomprehensible blueprints; is a small vase of hand-picked wild daisies slowly withering and a small chunk of marble, seemingly crudely carved with a screwdriver to have Phantom's symbol and a date. Yesterday's date.

It's a bucket of ice straight down Robin's spine. And the other's too when he brings the objects forth.

A grim reminder that as lively as he is, Phantom is dead.

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Danny needed to leave.

He just, he was so angry! It wasn't his fault. He didn't want to be this mad about a stupid tray of fudge. His human half knows that it's just fudge. Unimportant in the grand scheme of things. But with his ghost half clawing at his skin with cries of rage, offense, retribution; he has to go. He needs to go blow off some steam before his ghost half gets the better of him and he attacks his teammates.

He didn't even bother with his vase or marble as he bolts. He's not going to the cemetery today. His ghost half howls all the louder at Danny's own dismissal of his death day. But what can he do? He has to go before someone gets hurt. Find some isolated place to hole up where he can scream and rage and haunt himself out where no one can get caught in the crossfire until he can put a lid on it and go back to the tower and pretend this disaster of a death day didn't happen.

He should have been more careful. He'd gotten complacent. With the portals destroyed, his parents trapped in his home dimension, and the GIW nonexistent here; Danny had let himself forget that there were plenty of people in this world who would be very interested in getting their hands on such a powerful supernatural entity as a Denizen of the Infinite Realms.

He wonders what the team will think. After that fight? Will it occur to them that he was dumb enough to get himself caught? Or will they just think he ran away? Will they even look? Or will they still be too mad at him for blowing up over a stupid tray of fudge to care?

Stupid fudge. Stupid ghost instincts.

Stupid ghost hunters masquerading as scientists.

Stupid parents with scalpels and guns and a metric fuck ton of unchecked bias.

Stupid portal.

Stupid Danny for walking into it.

Dcxdp where Danny has been working with a hero team (did Bruce adopt him? Did he help the teen titans and got told to join them? Idk) for less than a year, maybe they knew eachother for longer, but Danny has been living with them for some months.

Now, I imagined this as a "Danny has to flee to a different dimension after a giw attack/reveal gone wrong" but it can work with other scenarios, the important thing is, death days are important for a ghost's wellbeing, but nobody knows/remembers Danny's deathday or that it's important to commemorate the dead. Maybe he hasn't told anyone yet cause he doesn't want to be a bother, or doesn't trust them enough yet.

So Danny takes the matter on his own hands, each year he goes to a quiet corner of the local graveyard, where he has a piece of marble and a small vase, he usually buys some flowers for his memorial grave and makes some fudge as an offering.

This year wasn't gonna be different, he told his team/family that he was gonna spend the day out, he chose an elegant but comfortable outfit, made some fudge, and saved it on the fridge with a note that said "phantom, do not eat".

The next part might work better with a young hero team, cause despite the note, someone took a bite of the fudge for breakfast.

Danny clearly gets mad, they didn't know, but they just ate an offering, a great offense to the dead it was offered to.

It all ends in a big fight, Danny doesn't want to admit that it was an offering for himself (it just hurts to admit that nobody remembers his death), and the other person thinks he's just having a tantrum over some fudge, like, c'mon, they can make you some if it's SO important to you 😒

And I don't know how to end it cause it came to me while falling asleep and don't remember more T-T

#Couldn't sleep #Decided to scroll through tumblr #Found this #Wrote this #Now it's almost time to get up and get ready for work #: )

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ailithnight · 5 days

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Nah, Danny doesn't scream. The Batfam are used to Snitches caterwaul. To them, he might as well be saying 'Where the hell have you been, Young Man?' if he screams.

No, the thing that immediately convinces Damian that Masters is not to be trusted is when Snitches mewls. Not a hiss or a growl or a snarl or a wail. Not a sound Snitches has ever made before around anyone; not even when the others tried to get rid of him. A tiny, quiet, pitiful cry. The single most, 'I'm baby, protect me' noise anyone has ever heard from any animal. And to hear it coming from the typically willful, defiant, fearless cat? Yeah, that is raising ever red flag known to man. Especially if they've already figured out Snitches is more intelligent than your average cat.

I am not immune to magical animal transformation fics. Also, my cat!Danny agenda. So, like, Damian finding a magically transformed Danny, mistaking him for a regular cat, then sneaking him into the manor obviously tickles my fancy. But also, Cat!Danny winning Alfred over by being a complete narc every time one of the bats try to do something stupid while injured is just... *chef's kiss*

Bruce- *trying to sneak down to the batcave while injured* Danny- *looking for mischief, sees injured Bruce swaying in hallway* Mrow? Bruce- Shh. Danny- *slightly louder* Mrep?! Bruce- I will give you all the tuna in the world if you- Danny- *air raid level yowling*

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ailithnight · 5 days

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DPxDC Prompt #8

Danny was practicing shapeshifting with Amorpho when he felt the tug of a summoning and heard the distant words drifting into his mind.

Normally Danny would just ignore it. Or if it seems like this was a group that needed some sense scared into them, he'd shift into his Horror form and terrify them into never pulling this shit again. But then he heard them mention live sacrifices, and Danny just had to step in before that happened. So he let the summoning pull him on through, briefly forgetting he was shapeshifted into a... less than ideal form.

Danny lands in the circle right on top of one of the intended sacrifices, a group of people in weird outfits and, is that guy green? Irrelevant. Immediately Danny on knows something is very wrong. His powers feel muted and far away. His form suddenly feels, locked somehow.

He casts his gaze across the summoning circle and, to his horror, recognizes the binding ritual. These cultists wanted to bind and seal him in one of these mortal's bodies after they were sacrificed. But they fucked up the spell. Or maybe Danny fucked it up by coming in too soon? Irrelevant again.

What matters is the spell went sideways. Instead of locking Danny into one of the sacrifice's bodies, it locked him into his own form while pulling most of his abilities just out of reach. Now he's here. In the shape of- He's stuck as-

"Dude, is that a pigeon? Did the Ghost King, like, send you to voicemail?"

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ailithnight · 5 days

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DPxDC Prompt #8

Danny was practicing shapeshifting with Amorpho when he felt the tug of a summoning and heard the distant words drifting into his mind.

Normally Danny would just ignore it. Or if it seems like this was a group that needed some sense scared into them, he'd shift into his Horror form and terrify them into never pulling this shit again. But then he heard them mention live sacrifices, and Danny just had to step in before that happened. So he let the summoning pull him on through, briefly forgetting he was shapeshifted into a... less than ideal form.

Danny lands in the circle right on top of one of the intended sacrifices, a group of people in weird outfits and, is that guy green? Irrelevant. Immediately Danny on knows something is very wrong. His powers feel muted and far away. His form suddenly feels, locked somehow.

He casts his gaze across the summoning circle and, to his horror, recognizes the binding ritual. These cultists wanted to bind and seal him in one of these mortal's bodies after they were sacrificed. But they fucked up the spell. Or maybe Danny fucked it up by coming in too soon? Irrelevant again.

What matters is the spell went sideways. Instead of locking Danny into one of the sacrifice's bodies, it locked him into his own form while pulling most of his abilities just out of reach. Now he's here. In the shape of- He's stuck as-

"Dude, is that a pigeon? Did the Ghost King, like, send you to voicemail?"

#DPxDC Prompt #DPxDC #technically #DPxTeen Titans #The tv show version #With Robin Starfire Cyborg Raven and Beast Boy #I've seen a lot of Danny shapeshifted as different animals prompts #Cat bat duck goose dragon raccoon seal #Don't think I've seen pigeon though #And I got the line 'Did the Ghost King send you to voicemail?' about Pigeon!Danny showing up in the Ghost King's summoning #And I just had to throw that out here #Also Danny is supposed to look like a normal pigeon here #Maybe some slightly odd coloration #But part of the shapeshifting practice was learning how to shift into something that would pass for normal in the Mortal Realms

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ailithnight · 5 days

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I know reading comprehension on this site is low, but OP literally mentions that they will be eating off that giant serving of rice for several days. That's common here. Leftovers are the norm. Yesterday's dinner becomes today's breakfast/lunch.

You walk into any (not a buffet) restaurant in America -and I mean real restaurant, nice sit down place with real plates and cutlery and wait staff- and somewhere, usually near the computers where the waiters put in orders, will be a stack of take out boxes and cups. Because it is expected that people will not eat all of the food and want to take the rest home for later.

I remember reading somewhere at some point that in a lot of other countries, people don't do this. And I would be fascinated to learn more about why this became the cultural norm here but not there.

Anyway, point is. I'm not saying no one ever eats those giant servings or drinks those giant drinks in one sitting. Though frankly it's none of my business if they do. I'm just saying, more often then not, that "one meal" will actually be feeding that person for 2 or 3 meals.

“Americans believe in big portions! That’s so crazy.” Look at this European getting scammed into paying for 100 calories worth of food. Fool. Idiot. You wish you could have this 16 ounce Big Gulp and this serving of rice I will eat off for three days but you can’t. Cope and seethe.

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