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The League of Assassins hideout with the Lazarus Pit has been attacked, with many members suddenly going silent. Of course, this fact makes its way back to Batman.
When the Justice League arrives to figure out what is going on, they find a group of 'metas' throwing a party, all of them with cups filled with Lazarus Water.
As it turns out, the Lazarus Water is actually high quality ghost booze, and a group of specters has decided to set up the current Ghost King's wedding reception around the best source of it.
#dc x dp#dpxdc#dp x dc#dp x dc prompt#danny phantom#ghost booze#lazarus pit#everlasting trio#technically you can have Danny marrying whomever you want#but I kinda like everlasting trio#basically all of Danny's Rogues Gallery is there#if they aren't friendly with him then they are just there for the booze#the Lazarus pits was something specially put aside for occasions like this by one of the previous kings#it's not their fault humans can't handle ghost liquor#the Justice League is confused but some end up joining in on the party#Batman later convinces Danny to find a better place to store the liquor so stupid humans won't mess with it again#batman#weddings#ghost weddings
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Can you make Ghost Booze?
No really, serious question.
If Danny hit, say for legal purposes, 21 and TOTALLY not like 16+ with an internet connection and a dream, and looked a Zone Plants? And Wondered?
COULD he?
We know, basically, if it's Fauna it boozer. Gods bless the natural kingdom etc. BUT! While he maybe be looking at some sweet, FREE, neon day-glow fruits and veggies? They...are ectoplasm.
That Ectoplasmic Grape cluster? Ectoplasm. The neon purple mango? Ectoplasm again! These starchy tubers? From the fridge. But THESE tubers? The orange glowing ones? Ectoplasm! It's all goo, all the time, baby!
And DOES ECTOPLASM FERMENT? Is the question!
Cause we aren't ASKING IF there is ghost booze. Of course there is. But THAT may just form fully developed, bottle and all! So? Can they? Do we need Ghost Yeast? If it DOES ferment, does it even release ALCOHOL or something else? Like radioactive by-product?
Does it make sludge?
What does the illicit Ghost Moonshine Danny DEFINITELY hasn't made in the OPs center, TASTE like? Paint thinner with a hint of battery acid? Floral after taste? Is it fruity? Could it kill a man? Does it still GLOW?
The people demand ANSWERS!
@hypewinter @nerdpoe @ailithnight @the-witchhunter @hdgnj
#dp#dp lore#tw alchohol mention#booze#ghost booze#the MAKING of ghost booze by a professional dimwit#booze tumblr answer me!#ghost drinks#danny phantom and the hang over he wishes he didnt live to regret#his poor liver
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DCxDP Writing Prompt: (I wrote some myself but yk)
Ghost was Gotham’s first cryptid. That’s right. Even before Batman. He’d established himself in the city as someone who takes care of things, helps the weak, aid some of the strong trying to do good. His information network sprawled the expanse of the city. In between the day the Waynes died and Batman’s reappearance, Ghost set up shop and slowly began to remove the sludge clinging to Gotham’s spirit.
Danny thought the name was a little bit on the nose but as someone who used to go by Invis-o-bill, he definitely wasn’t complaining.
Besides, people had accidentally aligned with ghost culture when they began calling Gotham his haunt. It was, and having people recognize that helped to boost his core. It was his haunt, and while he was taking down mob bosses, they were also considered his to take care of.
Which meant Danny felt it the moment Batman stepped into his haunt. He stayed his immediate violent reaction only because Gotham herself materialized to stop him from scalping the guy. She whispered to him how his parents died on these streets, how she wanted to choose him as her Knight. The Lady Gotham looked at her King, and asked him to withhold his judgement, bowed her head and pleaded.
Danny, eyes glowing a toxic green, stared at her until the rage from Batman’s presence- invader! trying to steal his haunt!- had calmed.
And he agreed, probationally.
The Ghost stood back and watched, commanding his network of people to assess and judge the Bat as a possible asset. A possible ally.
And so the Ghost’s continent of people, from prostitutes to white collar workers, from street kids to socialites, watched.
And Lady Gotham’s knight proved himself. And he found one of Ghost’s informants. And Danny?
Danny tilted his head back and laughed, glad he allowed Bruce Wayne to live despite his unknowing transgression.
#danny phantom#bamf danny phantom#Danny Phantom is Ghost King#Lady Gotham#batman#bruce wayne#Danny is a cryptid#not shown is Danny dipping a quesadilla in booze#Danny made Gotham his haunt to help the cursed Lady Gotham#dc x dp#dc x dp writing prompt#before the robins#Danny is like a spy master that kicks ass on the side#baby Bruce Wayne who doesn’t know his fate was decided by a teenage ghost king#Bruce gets Danny’s approval when he decks a clown
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Fenton Coded
Tim... Tim just stared.
He...
Huh.
He had once entertained the idea that he wasn't really a Drake, a very long time ago when he overheard his mom and dad arguing and some words were said in the heat of the moment, but to be honest Tim always thought the obvious culprit of anyone being his dad would most likely be Bruce (Bruce even admitted he had a small fling with his mother but that was two years before her marriage)
But before little Tim's curiosity could really take hold on the idea, he had saw on the news Robin performing a Grayson flip and the hint of Tim not being a Drake left his mind. Robin was Dick Grayson! And if he was Robin that had to mean Bruce Wayne was Batman!
Then well... his stalking of the Bats started and the rest became history.
But now, as Tim was staring at his own DNA test, something he never bothered to do until that damned Demon brat wanted to make sure he was ONLY blood son of Bruce (and doing a DNA test something even Bruce never thought of doing due to well… how he was towards Tim during his first months as Robin)
He well…
He kinda needs to find out who this Daniel Jackson Fenton is.
(Tim finds out he isn’t a Drake, but also not a Wayne (because Damian wanted to make sure he was only blood son) but is instead a Fenton)
#danny phantom#danny fenton#crossover#dp x dc#blue rambles#danny phantom dc#writing ideas#random idea#dpxdc#Tim drake#this time Danny is Tim’s bio dad!#he meet Janet when exploring a ‘dead’ city#coughhewasspookingpeopleawaysotheydontdisturbthedeadcough#only Janet seemed to take things in stride and not run off like everyone else did#she caught him eventually and they got to talking#and maybe some ghost booze as well#she did leave the next morning when she realized she slept with Danny#then bam a couple months later Tim was born#Danny doesn’t know#he does favors for the dead when they want people OUT of their resting places#but don’t have enough strength to do so#he basically gets commissioned to do it#Tim finds out his insane luck and need to tinker with tech is a Fenton gene#and liking people who can kick butt#he kinda wants to meet his dad#but is hesitant#Danny when he finds out about Tim being his son goes full Jack Fenton hug
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Nihil: My four year old just stuck a bunch of corn from his dinner into a water bottle and called it “corn water” and screwed the cap back on tight. I forgot about it and apparently never took it from him, because the nanny told me about it a few days later; said he had it in his sock drawer and he would throw a fit whenever she’d try to take it away, so he still has it. I figured he’d lose interest soon enough, but he guards it scrupulously and checks it daily. Tonight, I caught him taking a sip from it and announce to no one in particular that it “needs another day”. I just realized, my four year old is making… moonshine?
#nihil#papa nihil#you guess which one of the brothers it is#I say it's a toss up between Primo and Secondo#Primo because of the knowledge of plants and fermentation#Secondo because booze#Honestly#I believe Secondo started drinking way younger than either of his brothers#nihil's shitty parenting#taintposting#shitghosting#ghost#incorrect quotes#ghost band#ghost fandom#ghost bc#the band ghost#the emeritus brothers#papa emeritus#papa 0
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What is your favorite alcoholic drink?
#halloween#halloween aesthetic#spooky month#spoopy month#autumn#spooky#halloweencore#happy halloweeeeeeen#ghost#alcoholic#booze#booooze#drink#drinks#alcoholic drink#alcoholoc drinks
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Yeah I’ll probably do more than one of the holiday oneshots, I just wanna know what people think of the ideas
#spook speaks#DEFINITELY doing the gävle goat one tho#Jason fucked up on adrenaline crash and lack of sleep after a mission in sweden + Danny drunk as hell on Ghost Booze™️#+ one(1) zippo lighter#they can do it I believe in them
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#I’m ed relapsing but like in a subtle way and it’s just such a hopeless feelings when you’re aware#all of my relapses have been abrupt I’m not used to this slower kind#I really would do anything to not have a restrictive eating disorder#I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy#how much happiness I’ve missed out on and will continue to miss out on#genuinely do believe if my thighs were skinnier I’d be cured but my therapist says that’s just a symptom of my ED go off ig queen#yk it’s bad when i ghost ed tags#never interact ofc and usually report it#it’s such a fascinating thing to have an addiction to your own body#you can lock yourself away from drugs or booze or blades but you can’t fucking hide yourself from food and your fucking body#the abuse I’ve put my body through since I was 13#sometimes I look at pictures of myself as a little girl and cry thinking about what I’ve done to her body#wow this is depressing lol#idk who needs to hear this but if you’re 13 and plan on ‘going anorexic for the summer’#it doesn’t work that way you’ll still be going anorexic the summer of your 20s#serious buzzkill#tw eating disorder#rae’s rambles#delete later
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Demolition work reveals a ghost sign on the side of the late 19th century building housing the Malt Shovel Brewery (est. 1988), one of the first small batch breweries in the Inner West. There's now a dozen or more. Things change. Camperdown.
#ghost sign#brewery#vintage#late 19th century#it's a sign#streetscape#small batch#facade#late victorian era architecture#beer#booze#ephemeral#street scene#pictures on walls#inner west sydney
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I am getting blasted tn pals the world is bad but the spirits are good I hope ur all doin ok out there <3
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#Halloween#All Hallows#Beer#Schlitz#Schlitz Beer#Pilsner#Costume#Costume Party#Halloween Costume#Ghost#Scared#Scary#Occult#Booze#Trick or Treat#Caspar#Kegger#Casper#Health#Diet#Nutrition#Hangover#Ad#Advertising#Advert#Retro#Vintage
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Constantine makes a deal with the Spirit of Kronos.
In return for all contracts he has made regarding his soul being voided, and for Kronos himself to be John's Patron, he has to take a ghost core into himself and nurture it until it's independent.
Easy.
Infinite Realms beings are fiercely independent, and he estimates that one year of hosting and three months of looking after is nothing compared to the headache that he was going to have to go through to get those contracts voided.
The Spirit of Kronos assures him that this task will be on par, and that the payment for doing this is actually equal. He'll have to be sober, not a single drop of liquor or booze, not a single cigarette, for the entire duration.
Which. Okay, yeah, that sounds a little difficult.
So John accepts, expecting this to be kinda hard. But it's not.
The Core he houses is barely noticeable. Barely there. It takes a lot of magic, and eats a lot of ecto, and he's starting to realize that this core may have been severely damaged. This may be more than a year of hosting.
Then it starts to effect him.
He gets cravings, he's a little more emotional due to Realms Spirits being based on emotions, he sleeps more because of the little core leeching off of his magic reserves.
Other heroes start to notice.
He starts getting left out of missions, JLD and JL both checking in on him periodically. They don't know, but they know something is up.
Then he feels it one and a half years after accepting the deal; the tiny core is finally ready to come into the world. Soon, so soon, he'll be able to drink and smoke again, worry free.
The tiny ghost materializes in front of him - and John lunges forward to catch it before it falls to the floor.
Because that's not a ghost.
That's a human baby.
A green sticky note pops onto the kids forehead, and John realizes he may have just been bamboozled.
'His name is Daniel, and the deal stands until he is legally able to be independent per American Law. I look forward to our partnership.
CW'
#dpxdc#dcxdp#dp x dc#dc x dp#phanfic#story prompt#mpreg#i guess#whatever have this idea#continue it if u want
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Alley Drunk! Danny AU- Part 1
[Pt.2] [Pt.3] [Pt.4]
To not turn into a giant raging asshole hell bent on murdering people and destroying the world after everyone he loved died, Danny had ran from Amity with his chosen vice.
A bottle. That’s right. Even after Jazz’s talks about alcoholism as a poor coping mechanism as a form of self harm, he still chose alcohol. Or maybe that’s why he picked it, because it reminded him of her, right before the booze took the sting of grief off of her memory. He was never really all that good at listening to Jazz.
And now she’s gone, so it’s moot point. Danny really hated Nasty Burger.
Danny made it all the way to Gotham, bottle constantly glued to his hand. It’s better than Vlad’s creep-o-self looming over him all of the time. He bummed out on the streets, fitting into crime alley like a native. Danny learned to pickpocket. Not much, just enough for a bottle when his ran out. He stayed human. At first he tried to convince himself that it was because he didn’t want to be perceived as a meta in a city where Batman notoriously disliked metas. Then, as he sunk deeper, he admitted to himself in a shameful curl of a whisper that it was really because alcohol affected his human side much easier.
Ghosts need an ungodly amount of alcohol to even get slightly buzzed. Danny’s human side? Only one full bottle the shittiest tequila he could find could even hope to be more than buzzed. It sucked.
He’s spent two years being an alcoholic that didn’t actually get that drunk. Technically, underage drinking was a crime. But then again, so was being a vigilante ghost. So, whatever. He does what he can to dull the grief. Mostly, he slept on covered and hidden nooks on top of Crime Alley’s roofs. Gotham city had taken pity on him and cleared her smog clouds when he was awake at night. Stargazing helped, at least. It gave him a little hope. It gave him a little wish to change and better and live like he wants. But then the night ends and when the day comes, Jazz isn’t there. Sam isn’t there. Tucker isn’t there. His mom and dad are not there.
Danny always went back to the bottle, in the end. Not that it did much.
Which was why, when he saw three looming figures over a tiny child, Danny’s saving people thing flared with a vengeance and his surprised ectoplasm burned what little buzz he had achieved by downing most of the bottle away, leaving him stone cold sober and pissed.
Danny sighed, dumping the rest of the nasty tasting liquid out. There’s no point drinking that little.
He approached the trio, who were beating up an actual child. Ancients, he hated Crime Alley sometimes.
“Give me your shit, you little punk!” Asshole 1 decided to say like a typical mugger, raising his leg to kick the curled up kid below. Danny doesn’t let him land the kick, smashing the bottle on the asshole’s head before any of them clocked his presence. He pivots, pushing a bit of that extra strength he normally keeps on a tight leash into his hands, and punched the other two in a quick fashion, knocking them out.
With that taken care of, Danny turned back to the kid who was still curled up. Danny sighed again, the trembles in small shoulders plucking on his heartstrings.
“You okay, kid?”
The kid uncurls, and Danny stared. Holy shit, is he looking into a mirror? Blue eyes, black hair, and tanned skin. Holy shit, he’s even got similar jaws to Danny.
“Huh.”
The kid flinched.
“Y-y’er the drunk,” the kid flinched again, eyes darting to the broken bottle still clenched in Danny’s hand. “I- I ain’t got money, honest. Please-”
Danny blinked down at the kid, brain connecting the dots after so long without actual interaction. He’s panicking and staring at the bottle in Danny’s hand like it’ll kill him. Danny raised the bottle and the kid closed his mouth with a click, terror worming its way into the kid’s eyes.
“I wasn’t going to mug you myself, kid.”
“But- y’er the- the Alley drunk.”
Danny blinked. Did he get a reputation without knowing again? Goddammit.
“I guess. Am I famous or somethin’?”
“Nobody- nobody fucks wit’ ya.”
“I also don’t hurt kids.”
“…”
The kid stared at him dubiously and with a sinking feeling, Danny realized that maybe the kid already had some terrible experiences with a heavy drunken hand. He promptly chucks the bottle further into the alley.
“I drink, yes. But I’m also not the kind of scum that would lay hands on a kid, let alone anyone that didn’t provoke it first.”
“Oh.” The kid uncurled more, looking at Danny warily, more at ease now that the bottle has left the chat.
“Yeah. I’m Danny. Stone cold sober, right now.”
“…”
Danny waited.
“Peters.”
“Okay. Peters, do you wanna take their shit?” Danny pointed a thumb at the knocked out would-be-muggers behind him.
“Y… yeah, sure. What’s my cut?”
“All of it.”
Peters stared.
Danny shrugged and started looting.
"Y'er so fuckin' weird."
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See, the thing is, Danny hadn't anticipated saving Peters- "'s actually Jason"- would result in having a duckling following him around. The kid, Jason, glared at everyone who even looked at them wrong. But that's not the problem, because Danny could take anyone who took issue with Jason's looks, it's more like there's a child following him around now and Danny doesn't want to be the reason Jason turns into an alcoholic. It's- well, it made him cut down on the drinking. He even got jobs- legitimate jobs that sucks out his his poor ectoplasmic soul.
Why? Because Jason's apparently homeless. While that's something Danny's okay with for himself, he can't ever condone that for an actual child. Jason's walking around in threadbare clothes and thin soled shoes in the middle of Fall, for Ancient's sake.
Danny grumbles as he piled a bunch of clothes into the shopping bag as he checked out. Gotham's Walmart is a different kind of hell, but Danny feels right at home.
Sure, the work might suck out his soul and he might hate being sober, but Jason's face every time he comes home to an actual place to live, warm clothes, and food was worth everything.
#danny phantom#dc x dp#DCxDP#dpxdc#jason todd#batman#crime alley#Danny: im gonna be an alcoholic#also Danny: a child needs help and I don’t drink anymore#Danny phantom’s saving people thing#drunk danny#alcoholic danny#but not for long#danny adopts jason todd#jason todd follows his big brother into being a vigilante#kind of#he becomes robin#but gets rescued by his long suffering brother every once and a while#alley drunk! Danny AU
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nothing like coming home from a long day at the degree factory and sitting down to correct misinformation posted on fb
#speaks#no mum alcohol doesnt come from al-guhl and spirits and booze arent named that bcus they lower ur vibrational frequencies like ghosts.......#one (1) google search pls
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