Prompt 101
The Fentons have created a machine! A wonderful machine that will reveal a ghost’s true form! So that everyone will see their trickery! They’ll see that the monsters they really are!
Now, to know what all went wrong, one would have to know some things about the ghost zone, and more specifically the area the Fentons had managed to punch through to.
For one, ghosts do not age like humans. Oh they might take a form similar to that of their death, which may appear as an adult or teen or something similar, but with how they can only die by the complete destruction of their core, theoretically a ghost could live forever once formed.
In fact, the equivalent of eighteen years for a ghost was one-hundred realms-years dead. And those years don’t always sync up with the years of the living world that one might open a door into. Thankfully, the Fenton’s world, being one of those synced closer to the Realms, only had a time dilation of a few seconds.
That being said, the area their portal had ripped into was incredibly rich in ectoplasm. And areas like that, were where newborn ghosts were formed and arrived. A ghost daycare of sorts, almost akin to a toddler area of the zone.
Which meant that when they shoot the Phantom-menace and other pesky ghosts to revert them into their true form, it isn’t exactly monsters that appear. Instead, there are now several ghost toddlers- or in the phantom-trio’s case literal babies- flying around. Very unhappy ghost toddlers.
What a horrible time for the Justice League to arrive. Though perhaps some would say it was actually perfect timing.
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there’ll be bottles popping, nothings stopping me
the world will know my name, i guarantee.
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✿ SHOP WARATAHS
Waratahs are an excellent choice when you are wanting to symbolize a wish for health and longevity. This flower is also referenced in a number of Australian aboriginal dreaming stories and is used to symbolize both the positive and tragic sides of love.
Bouquets = Series | Stems = Oneshots | Seeds = Drabbles | In Shipment = Ongoing
BOUQUETS
Breathe, and Live by blossom-hwa (14.9k) || Single Parents AU || You and Chan learn, together, to care for the little boys you love.
A Love That Lasts by staywritten ☆ (18.2k) || Single Parent AU, Neighbors to Lovers || You’ve spent the last two years, helping your very handsome next door neighbor raise his adorable daughter. The two of you fell into a routine before you knew it. And now you had this little family. You couldn’t help but fall for him
Mamihlapinatapai by sunnyville36 (25.0k) || Royalty AU - Servant/Prince AU || Mamihlapinatapai - (noun, Yagán origin) a silent acknowledgement and understanding between two people, who are both wishing or thinking the same thing (and are both unwilling to initiate)
STEMS
Wounded Hearts by scxrlettwxtches (2.3k) || Historical AU || When Chan saw caught you sneaking back into battle after he had specifically told you not to, he was less than pleased. Why couldn’t you just understand that he wanted nothing more than for you to be safe?
My House by formidxble ★ (13.0k) || Mature, Workplace AU || Fixing ties is a part of your job, so why is your boss acting like it isn’t?
Three Steps Back by formidxble (5.8k) || Workplace AU || The 2 times bang chan tried to confess and the 1 time he almost did.
The Chance of Love by maatryoshkaa ☆ (13.8k) || High School AU || The one where you’re determined to find one flaw about your seemingly picture-perfect class president, and he’s determined to make sure you pass the class—no matter how hard you’re trying to fail.
Enemies-to-lovers! by taelme ☆ (21.0k) || Workplace AU || Enemies to lovers slow burn with Bang Chan where you don't like each other but there's undeniable chemistry
Between the Lines by straylightdream (12.5k) || Lightly Mature, Arranged Marriage AU || After being used a nothing more then a pawn to gain the upper hand on Chan. They’re left in a strained marriage and only one way out.
Ease by fizzydrink698 ★ (2.5k) || Historical Fantasy AU || "He didn’t take long to melt under your gentle attentions, letting out a small sigh as you massaged his scalp, fingers occasionally sliding down to his temples to slowly ease away the tension built up there."
Drown by neo-shitty (3.0k) || High School AU, Hurt/Comfort | In which the music wasn’t enough to drown out the thoughts inside his head anymore
The First First Date by jl-micasea-fics (5.0k) || Mature || A dinner date, a single dad, an almost certainly taboo relationship. A brazen, explicit proposition whispered amongst oblivious teachers and occupied parents. Honestly? You never stood a chance of resisting.
Continuation of Introduction presented by Kinktober - Day 29 (3.0k) || Single Dad x Teacher
Wolfsbane by healinghyunjin ☆ (16.7k) || Mature, Historical AU, Arranged Marriage to Lovers || You took a deep breath before lifting your head, staring right at Chan. “I can be your collateral – as your wife.”
The Diamond Support by fantastic-bby (8.2k) || Streamer AU, Strangers to Lovers || When Chan gets extremely drunk during a college party, he ends up playing a game of League of Legends with a girl he doesn’t know. He wakes up the next morning hungover and with almost no recollection of what happened the night before. He only realises that there’s a new summoner name in his friends’ list while he’s doing a stream and he’s determined to find out who ‘The Diamond Support’ is
Burn by fizzydrink698 (4.9k) || Royalty AU || Just once, you’d like to see Chan get his hands dirty. To fight an opponent he hasn’t already chained and locked away. You picture it for a moment, wrapping these chains around his neck, pinning him to that throne and watching the first flickers of fear alight in his eyes.
Bad Habit by hwan-g (4.8k) || NSFW | Friends(?) to Lovers || Chris has never asked or needed anyone’s help—except yours.
IN SHIPMENT
The Warmth in Brightness by braemjeorn || Regency Era AU, Strangers to Lovers || Commodore Bang is coping after his loss, in the best way he is capable. Son Mari could barely recall that she was merely employed help—he can do better for his boys, and she will insist upon it.
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Yknow what I just decided I want?
I want a Finding Nemo AU.
Where after the death of his parents, Bruce becomes like literally a nervous wreck. Paranoid as hell, but NOT Batman. Go OUT in the STREETS where he WATCHED HIS PARENTS DIE BEFORE HIS EYES? No thank you. WEAPONS? How about nah. Etc.
Eventually he still goes to the circus. Meets little newly-orphaned Dickie Grayson and decides to PROTECT THE BABY. Of course it doesn't take long for Dick to get SICK of the coddling. He goes out against Bruce's wishes or smt, gets kidnapped.
Bruce is terrified but FUCK THE FEAR THATS HIS CHILD HES GOTTA SAVE HIM! And sets out on Marlin's epic quest, facing down all sorts of dangers and learning new skills. I think he probably briefly gets caught by ninjas and the ninja princess is just like omg this terrified but totally determined LOSER is so pure and he loves his bby so much I gotta help him, fuck off dad, I gotta (but you could also use like idk Clark or someone if that floats your boat).
Anyhow the ninja princess (Talia if it wasn't clear) goes along and helps him on his journey, they fight "jellyfish" and as Talia goes down Bruce realizes he can be brave, get rescued by the JL who help them get another clue/close the distance to Dick (who is imprisoned with a whole group of feral in-need-of-parent kiddos).
Add whoever you want for various allies and antagonists and whatnot, but they reach Dick only to think he's dead. Drama and angst, maybe they take the rest of the kids with them, there's a last stand (SWIM DOWN) and so yeah basically they get back together and to Gotham as one big huge happy family and Bruce decides he's going to do everything he can starting now to help all kids (and people in general) to be rescued and safe and yeah.
Please don't name it "finding dick" is all i ask 😂
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Made myself sad thinking about wsbf today... Just on the idea of the JL, or mainly Bruce, researching the Kents after Clark lets something slip and finding these pictures of him as happy, normal kid. And maybe a missing persons website. Ugh. Don't know how it's actually going to go down (and I can't wait to find out!!!!) But I just had a fun time Thinking
ouhhh....that gives me the Sads...... but also a good sad..... I did have a little bit with bby clark's happy young pictures, but this is making me think of working them a little deeper into a few scenes.........ty for the inspiration...!
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DC/BATFAM HEADCANNONS
Cass is older than Dick, and Alfred was there even before Bruce was born. Why? Because that would be fucking funny. Alfred stands for A, Bruce B, Cass C, Dick D, and then there's Jason.
Alfred used to have PTSD from being a British agent/spy/soldier, but because he trusts the Waynes completely, it slowly but surely dissapears, then Martha and Thomas died. Boom! Major PTSD. Bruce decides to become a fucking furry, and adopts a couple million kids. It begins to slowly dissaprear again, then the Batkids gets killed off one by one. When they keep getting resurected, Alfred just went, 'Oh, you're dying? Fine, but I want you here for Christmas.' And the others just roll with it.
When he was in the League of Assasins, Damian once got a bird, and hid it from Talia and Ra's, but Ra's found out and killed Marcus infront of Damian, forced him to not cry, and punished him by more training. (Poor bby.)
It wasn't Bruce who first found out the JL's identities. It was Alfred. How? It's Alfred.
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1, 11 & 16? 💜
hey bby <3
my first celebrity crush was aston merrygold from JLS, i was like in love with this man lmao
11. my dream job was to be a musician but now it's to work as a social media manager in either formula one or football
16. something can only break you if you let it (my grandma said that to me and i think about it everyday honestly)
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@equessanctus
Zizhen: I'm not your uncle but NO?!
“Shup up, Zizhen! You can’t stop me.”
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Lan Jingyi, outside Jin Ling's house, calling him: Hey, I'm outside open up.
Jin Ling: As a baby, I lost my mom to the blade and my father took an arrow-
Lan Jingyi: Open the fucking door-
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just remembering how JLS and Tracy hit it off almost instantly during filming for s4 🥹🥺💙
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Prompt 168
So. Apparently halfas are like phoenixes or something, which Danny would’ve really liked to know.
See, usually with ghosts if they’re forced to retreat to their cores they reform as was, but apparently, since they’re still partially living, schrodinger's people and all that, halfas have to regrow their body from scratch. At least that’s what he’s understanding from Frostbite.
But how come he has to deal with it? It���s Dan’s fault for trying to pull such a stunt! Oh, it’s either him or Vlad? Well fuck, he might have calmed down and is going to therapy in both the living realm and the Zone, but he’s waaay not equipped to raise a child except for like, monetarily wise.
Well dammit, how long will this core incubation thing last, he has his new job in… let him check which offer he accepted again… He has his new job in Coast City that he needs to finish packing for and then all the rest of the stuff to do.
What do you mean it’ll take months?! He doesn’t have months?! Urgh, fine. At least being a mortician isn’t that exciting, nor dangerous. Just hand him Dan’s core and he’ll figure things out for the living side of things. He’s sure Tucker and Sam wouldn’t be against helping, if only to try and claim favorite aunt or uncle spots.
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Jiang Cheng knows he shouldn't have yelled. He knows he should have handled the situation better. He knows that Jin Ling is just a baby and yes, he does feel horrible for making him cry. But it felt like a knife to the heart when his nephew called him 'papa'
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' who the fuck are you? who are you? '
you have seen infinity, and still, refuse the cosmos their impassioned glory. you have made space and time tangible, held reality in your bare hands and have desecrated it all in the name of martyrdom. you have stared into the savaged, abysmal eyes of the devil himself and died time and time again; torn apart and reassembled, piece by piece, limb by limb — a comatose jigsaw of a man - made prosthesis and an inhuman power, mismatched / ill-fitting & still forced together in a mass of mechanized trauma. TAKE ME APART, FRAGMENT BY FRAGMENT. STRIP ME, FLESH FROM MUSCLE, TENDON FROM BONE & PIECE ME TOGETHER IN YOUR IMAGE. titan - fought, cast from heaven, and denied a postmortem paradise, countless lives have been lived and still, in every universe, in every lifetime, in every reality fathomable, it is him. it has always been him. your constant. your peace. your home. HIM.
he will defile you as you watch him eat the smoke - saturated arils of your rancid pomegranate heart, RAW AND BLOODY. allow him the honor, the chance, to bare his emerald claws and sketch a love language into titanium flesh. there are SUBLIMINAL messages and cries of passion in his heart - dotted i’s and in the curves of that self - taught calligraphy. it is a long - lost hieroglyph etched on the jagged edges of this poorly - put together vessel and a wasted effort at reconciliation. it is an art form, a love - sick artist’s last piece before his eternal slumber, and a soliloquy of sorrow performed to a theater of nonbelievers. WHO ARE YOU ?
❝ gar. . . come on. ❞
you remember and reminisce : that moment when he flashes that toothy - grin you’ve grown to love, and the stars pale in comparison, their luminescence dimmed in the presence of that quasi - stellar smile. he smiles, and the universe glows as you float amidst a deluge of warmth, crashing above and below the surface of that awe - inspiring, incomparable happiness. he smiles, and you know that no matter the crisis, no matter the problem, no matter the stakes - - you will be okay. you will make it out of this. you will survive. you know this, and you await the arrival of that familiar glow. you ready your machinery to bask in that comforting heat & yet, it never comes. he doesn’t smile. he doesn’t glow. there is no warmth, there is no familiarity. it is a world - wide blackout, a ceaseless darkening of everything you know to be true, and here you stand : HALLOWED and EMPTY.
this reality exists in halftones and grayscale, a world bleeding out at its side, chaos and trauma clotting in the rib of existence & here you stand, armed with that very guilty blade. you so desperately want to take him into your angel - soft arms, and into an embrace of plush and paradise, but only a gravestone chest awaits his exhausted head. THERE IS NOTHING SOFT NOR SUPPLE ABOUT YOU : the man — no, machine — that has wrought forth damnation.
❝ gar, don’t say that. please. it’s me. it’s always been me. but this - this world. . . i don’t recognize it. it’s ugly and it fuckin’ sucks, ‘n i don’t like it anymore ‘n you do. HELL, i wish there were another way. but there isn’t. TRIGON. DEATHSTROKE. BROTHER BLOOD, FUCK : i’d go through alluv’em again. pain and all, death and all, if it meant makin’ sure you’re safe. i made a promise all those years ago not to lose another titan. not to lose you. i promised to protect you ‘n the kids. i won’t break it. no matter how much you hate it, or hate me. it had to be done. i’m sorry. ❞
you’ve made your bed of shattered glass shards & sacrificed earths. now lie in it, and bleed. alone, for eternity. ❝ i’m sorry. ❞
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