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madame-helen · 3 months
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masterelrond · 5 months
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@lotr20 | Day 6 ↳ Healing: Aragorn in the Houses of Healing
Aragorn went first to Faramir, and then to the Lady Éowyn, and last to Merry. When he had looked on the faces of the sick and seen their hurts he sighed. 'Here I must put forth all such power and skill as is given to me,' he said. 'Would that Elrond were here, for he is the eldest of all our race, and has the greater power.'
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piived · 4 months
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this post but it’s Tim and Danny
Tim came across a weird symbol during a case and he’s run into a dead end with it. He’s taken to doodling it as he thinks and one night it gets particularly bad and he’s probably drawn it like a hundred times as he mentally goes over all the details of whatever case he’s working and then BAM there’s a glowing green (Lazarus Pit green, oh shit) swirling vortex and someone, no, something, is crawling out of it and —
“Okay, enough! I’m here!! What the FUCK do you want?”
It’s a… teenager? With glowing green eyes and white hair and he’s… floating? and super hot What the fuck.
Tim: What the fuck.
Danny: No that’s my line. What the fuck. Do you want?
Tim: Uhhh —
Danny, looking around: Wait holy shit is this the Batcave!??
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puppetmaster13u · 5 months
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Prompt 95
Captain Marvel, new Den-Mother (despite the fact he himself is a child even if the league isn’t aware of that fact) for the Young Justice team blinks. Klarion, so-called chaos lord, blinks back in the middle of a spell. 
He tilts his head. The other baby realms-being mirrors him. His own magic-fueled core pulses, and a chaos-core vibrates back. Oh. Ah. So that’s what’s happening. 
“They can’t play right now,” he explains to the barely-younger ancient-in-training, ignoring the team’s incredulous looks at his words with the practice of someone who had to deal with the voices of gods all the time. And Batman’s narrowing eyes. Scary. 
The chaos-core thrums in a distinct pouting-sensation, alongside a whine unique to young ghostlings. A whine that he replied with, even if only they could hear. Come play later, busy now, he insisted again, even if Klarion’s pouting was turning visible before it shifted to a scowl. 
“Fiiine…” And then the chaosling was gone, his familiar with him. Billy really wished he could join in disappearing, seeing the info-hungry look in the others’ eyes.
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Halloween prompts year 2 day 24
Phantom is just chilling in Gotham at night. It had been a few years since he realized he wasn't aging and was stuck at 14 forever, thus having to find a solution to the whole portal problem once and for all. After explaining his situation Pandora made quick work of it for him as a repayment for his previous help and sent him off into the zone.
Danny floated into a closed museum and sat on the top of the large Saturn model, leave it to him to find a space museum staring out at the exhibits and enjoying the peace and quiet. He removed himself from the visable spectrum once he felt someone approaching the building. Odd, he thought, there shouldn't be anything here that Catwoman would want to steal.
To his surprise it wasn't Catwoman who appeared. It was one of the bats. Phantom realized he must have tripped a silent alarm.
As he watched one of the bats slowly crept throught the museum, keeping to the shadows, he came up with an idea.
He quickly overshadowed one of the machines and powered it on, making it play the creepiest possible remix of the music it was supposed to play. The bat looked wary but didn't flee and Danny made it his personal mission to made this bat screech.
He failed of course. He had trapped the bat in here and done every horror story/creepy pasta plot he could think of and nothing worked.
More importantly the bat is making space puns and talking nerdy about space facts as he fights the machine constructs phantom had made
Danny decided that if the bat lasted till dawn then he would give them a major magical gift.
And maybe ask if Nightwing wants a sidekick
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nerdpoe · 8 months
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guys i'm sorry i've been struck with a crack prompt idea and i have to write it you don't udnerSTADN
Danny accidentally bumps into Pandora's box.
He immediately closes it! It was closed immediately! Super quick! NBD!!!
Except one plague hopped out in that half second it was open.
Danny doesn't even realize he caught it until he pops back to the Mortal realm and goes into his human form.
He passes the mirror in the lab and....those are cat ears. That's a cat tail.
His hands shake.
Maybe it's just him. Maybe he can plead being a meta.
He takes out his phone and checks the news.
In the two hours he's been gone, roughly half the population of humans on the planet are now cursed with cat ears and cat tails.
Justice League is looking into a way to reverse the curse.
Danny looks at the mirror and goes ghost.
Completely human.
Goes human.
Cat ears and cat tail.
Meanwhile, in another state, Jason barricades himself in his apartment.
None of them can ever find out. None of them can ever find out. NONE OF THEM CAN EVER FIN-
Jason thinks he's the only bat who woke up with cat ears and a cat tail.
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mithrandirl · 5 months
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Thrice he cried. Thrice the great ram boomed. And suddenly upon the last stroke the Gate of Gondor broke. As if stricken by some blasting spell it burst asunder: there was a flash of searing lightning, and the doors tumbled in riven fragments to the ground.
@lotr20 day 4: friendship | loyalty
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tanglepelt · 14 days
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Just a fun little thought. Danny has a black lantern ring following him. I mean he was? Is?dead. Even if he has already essentially re animated himself in a sense.
Ellie has the white ring following her around for fun. Plus that feels fitting with how the ectoplasm brought her to life. She skipped the whole dying part.
Neither of them have any plans to touch them. Who knows what it will do to them. A sword from the realm can send people to there worst nightmares with a single touch. Nope. No touching random glowing objects ever again.
I can imagine them touching something and it going wrong at least once. Knowing Danny and Ellie. Probably more like at least 10 times before it sunk in. So they now know. Just don’t. No touching for them.
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a slightly scribbly Eddie for @akemima's promptlist, day one - cool outfit! well, i don't know if its Cool, but it sure is an outfit!
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bleuu-moon · 2 months
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💭 eughhhh fake dating with ceo!price where you walk into his office desperate for a job after being laid off, but with his company being at employee capacity he has nothing for you. however, just as you begin to leave, he sparks up an idea — one that does unfortunately take advantage of your situation…
he’ll pay you to be his fiancée.
he’s got an overbearing mother, one that is on his back constantly about being too busy working and never finding time to marry and start a family. so what’s the harm in pretending for a bit? the plan is that you’ll both be engaged for a few months but then separate due to being on different paths, fabricated just enough to prove to his mother that he isn’t a crazed workaholic.
and of course, you go along with it all. the amount he pays you is enough to allow you keep your nice little apartment and then some — maybe even enough to leave yours and move into a bigger one.
you’re not fully aware of the lengths john would go to, to make sure that this facade succeeds. but when he’s shoving a ring that looks as though it would cover your rent for an entire year on your finger, you know that the next few months will be more than just making up a few stories here and there.
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justwannabecat · 6 months
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Danny knew that he couldn’t let himself lose control.
Ever since Vlad had gone too far, and he had lost his family, he had to remind himself that things were going to be better, to have some hope for the future.
It didn’t seem to matter when he was filled with such all-consuming rage though.
Still, he found a couple of magic rings. He hates wearing them, they hurt so much, but he needs the power boost they give him.
He will not fail again.
(Or; Danny is both so angry, yet has such hope for his future that both a Red and a Blue Lantern Ring choose him at the same time.)
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 6 months
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Old Men(tor) Big Naturals
(for @3luecactuz)
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puppetmaster13u · 5 months
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Prompt 128
Everything was gone. But it had been gone for a long time. Cities crumbling to dust under the march of time and under the battering of the weakening sun. Everyone had long since passed into the realm of the dead, and he had long since retreated from the land of the living as he aged, growing larger amidst Time’s coils. 
He’d long since stopped being known as Danny to most, his true Name cradled in his core as it grew in power and importance with his own primordial ascendence. Others called him by just as many names as Clockwork, if not more as his planets grew life, his galaxies cultivating their own beings into existence. 
To some he was a creator, the bringer of life itself. To others he was destruction, the end of all. So many names, so many even coming close to his Name, each cradled gently by his core. 
He was Space, he was stardust, he was a blackhole, the far off galaxies, newborn stars forming in his hands and dying with a blink. Galaxies dancing in his hair, what was, what will be, splintering into planes amidst his strands of hair. 
He was Balance, chaos and order dancing together on a tightrope twisting through existence. He was Phantom, a name whispered amidst the Realms as a guardian, a protector, and yet a hunter, a destroyer at once. 
He was a Brother, a Father, an Uncle, a Son. He was many things, and that was fine with him, but even if hypothetically he should be impartial, he would freely admit he had favorites. Danielle, his little Moon, his first Daughter and her children of Krypton. Dan, his raging Sun, his Son and his little Laughing Magicians. Clockwork, his Father of Time, and his Speedsters who raced through timelines like giggling toddlers, not really understanding but loved all the same. 
His dear Sister’s children, her Ma'aleca'andrans and Atlanteans she tenderly cradled and protected as long as she could before sleep overtook her. His dear Tucker’s Champions, the children of Magic lost and alone. His dear Sam’s children of Lazarus, dancing with blades and between life and death. 
Their dear children that came from all of their blood. The Lords of Chaos, of Order, entire Cities brought to life by their magic, entire planets whose heartbeats pulsed with their own. 
Everything of what they had once been was gone. And it had been gone for a long time. But they were all still here. For Death was just as much a beginning, as it was the end. 
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momotonescreaming · 6 months
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Modern au where steddie are dating long distance.
They meet online, chatting about the fanfiction that Eddie writes and Steve reads. They chat about shared interests in tv, and movies, and music. About shitty parents and coming out. And then it sort of evolves from there.
Messaging, turns into phone calls, turns in video calls, turns into racing hearts and sweaty palms when they see a notification from the other. Turns into counting down the seconds until they can open their laptops and call. Turns into hardcore longing, and pining, and whispering I like you through the screen.
They start dating.
Steve will send him messages ending in hearts and kisses. Will send him thirst trap photos he takes at the gym. Takes photos of the dinner he makes and sends it to Eddie with captions saying he's saving him a piece <3. Learns to make Eddie's favourite foods, so he can make them for him when they meet.
Eddie sends him previews of the fic he's writing. Photos of him performing with his band, sweaty and smiling. Serenades him over video call, acoustic guitar perched in his lap. Watches the basketball with Steve, each from their respective living rooms.
He wonders what it would be like if they were together. If Steve could cook him the dinner he learnt just for him, if Eddie could curl into his side as they watch the game together, Steve whispering the rules of basketball into his ear.
He wonders what it would be like to kiss Steve. To feel those plump lips on his. To taste him. His sweat, his flavoured chapstick. Would he put his hands on his waist? His jaw? Cradle his face? Would he make it slow and sweet? Or rushed and desperate? Would Steve whisper I love you into the warmth of Eddie's mouth?
But they live on opposite sides of the country.
He loves what they have. He loves having Steve. But Eddie wants what other people have. Would like to go on a date that isn't through a laptop. Would like to be able to kiss and hug and even just touch his boyfriend.
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nerdpoe · 10 months
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Center of the Ring AU
Dick hears about a circus in the next town over, and manages to drag most of the Batfam along to watch the performers.
And holy shit they are doing some wild shit, he's fairly certain that at least half of the performers are metas. Which like, that's fine! Metas deserve the spotlight for things other than being a hero!
But Damian gets his attention. It isn't much, just a small gesture of reaching out and gripping the end of Dick's jacket with an iron grip.
And he starts tapping out morse code.
"None of these people are moving of their own volition. Possible brainwashing. Be alert."
And now that Dick isn't caught up in the euphoria of a Circus, he's catching onto what his family already has.
The performers movements are jerky, slightly uncoordinated. The scepter the Ringleader is holding is glowing slightly.
The black haired kid on the high wire stops.
He jerks back.
He looks like he struggles a bit.
Says...something. Dick doesn't catch the full mouth movement, but he's certain that the last words were at least "-me go!"
He manages a step back.
The Ringleader's scepter glows.
And the kid, in a horrifying reenactment of Dick's past, is forced to throw himself from the line, just as two other performers, a black haired girl and a boy in a red beanie, are forced to cut the rope to the safety net.
They're crying.
The redheaded performer on top of the elephant screams with a forced smile on her face.
And Dick is stuck, amidst a sea of civilians, with most of the Batfam also trapped as civilians, unable to do anything.
Except.
In one fluid move, he stands, blending in with the panicking crowd, rears back his hand, and throws the dagger Damian thought he was hiding, cracking the scepter in two.
Then he calls on the one person who will both be able to hear him and be fast enough to catch the kid.
"Uncle Clark!"
Basically, Freakshow gets a better mind control toy and is able to control the living as well. He kidnaps Danny and his friends and sister as he identifies them as helpers of Phantom, and thinks keeping them hostage will keep Phantom away. It seems to work, but not for the reasons he thinks. Everything is going well, until he unknowingly tries to force Dick Grayson to relive the incident that orphaned him.
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pizzazz-party · 26 days
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Day Three! A beloved video game.
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