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flamingpudding · 4 months

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Substitute City Ghost

Clockwork had a plan. Their young king needed to learn how to take care of people without the kind of hero like fighting he did in Amity Park. There was a lot to learn for the young halfa and his king classes could only cover so much. Thus he had found a plan that would give his king the perfect learning expirence while also helping out his recently new friend. Well not that new since his friend was quite an old ghost of their own. But he had only recently made direct contact with her.

Lady Gotham was an old and powerful ghost. Born from the beliefs of her city and strengthened by the once living and protecting it. But she was stretching herself thin. Managing her city, helping the dead find their way, looking out for the shades, and protecting the weaker entities, was already a lot of responsibilities for a city ghost. But Lady Gotham has added more to her plate, supporting those that protect her city. Mortals that she called her knights. Aiding them by controlling the shadows, guiding those that need help toward them, or the other way around, guiding her knights to those that needed help. She was strong, but even a ghost like her could grow exhausted. His friend needed rest and recharge. Surely Lady Gotham wouldn't say no if he invited her to a vacation to the Realms, and in that same invitation, he would direct his king to his new hands on training.

The bats and birds knew something was different about Gotham lately. It was strange and slightly unsettling. The change felt like it had just happened overnight. They were suspicious, wondering if they were sensing one of their rogues planning something big. Jason and Duke appeared to sense it the most.

At first, it didn't appear to be too big of a problem, but then strange things started to happen. Their rogues started tripping over, seemingly nothing. And if that wasn't enough it appeared like their rogues were a whole lot more inattentive to their surroundings. Now the Bats and birds were good at sneaking, but they had human limits. Yet there were times they snuck up on them like they weren't even seen.

Dick swore that one of the goons had stared at him and didn't see him, even though he had tried to pull the tap their shoulder and greet them before punching them act. The guy had turned around and stared at him before looking around like no one was even there until he punched the guy anyway.

And that wasn't even the weirdest part. Bullets, throwing knives or anything aimed and thrown at them never hit their marks. Not for the lag of them dodging but for the things they were sure they shouldn't have been able to react in time for. Tim espacially had pointed out that a bullet should have hit him once but it never even graced him. Yet when he checked the place after the arrest. There had been a clear bullet hole in the wall where he had been.

They weren't sure if it was a blessing or a curse. They had even tried to get a member of the Justice League Dark to look into it. But strangely enough Constantine had refused to even set foot into Gotham for once, and even insisted that the other do not either.

To say that Batman was not amused would have been a very big understatement. The man was brooding. And of course Dick had to jinx them too. The eldest bat kid had to mention that it at least wasn't getting worse.

And don't you know it. It got worse. Like weirdly alarming strangely worse.

Because, how else would you define it when you're in the middle of a briefing with your patrol partner for the night when suddenly a Lazarus Pit look alike portal opens below your feed swallowed you up and the freaking drops you into the middle of a crime scene or mugging.

It was only thanks to their training that they were able to react quickly enough after a bound of disorientation. But fuck did that gave them all a good damn heart attacks when that happened the first time to Damian of all people.

Something was definitely wrong with their city. Thankfully they had some sort of hint, because the first time the Pit portal happened to Duke, he claimed that he saw a white haired figure right before it had swallowed him hole and spit him out at a bank robbery.

Danny was honestly believing he was doing a good job as substitute city spirit while Lady Gotham was enjoying her vacation. Sure , he still had trouble with some things, but he was sure he was getting the hang of the whole supporting the cities vigilantes gig Lady Gotham had going on. The whole managing the shades and the dead spirits was still up in the air, though. But at least he had figured out a way easier way to guide the vigilantes towards the once that needed help.

Now he just needed to figure out what was wrong with that one guy in the red helmet and he was sure that both Clockwork and Lady Gotham would be proud of him and how he had managed her city during her vacation.

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deadsetobsessions · 4 months

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Tim Drake, Danny’s human identity in this universe, is a boy trapped in an empty manor with absentee parents a low socialization.

Danny Phantom, on the other hand, is Gotham City himself. He could fly, he could interact, he could be the heart of his city like he needs to be. From the lowest of the lows to the highest of the highs, Danny loved the people that were his. Well, most of them. Child molesters often found themselves crossing paths with a vengeful, mostly recovered Robin.

He is the city, he is Gotham. And with his status came more changes, ones he welcomes more readily that the changes that came with his title of Ghost King.

Being a city couldn’t change him as much as it would have, had he gained the title before becoming King. But now, his shadows are dark, curling around his shoulders and curling away what little light he allowed into his city. His skin, having once glittered green with stars and galaxies and black holes, clouds over just a bit. It gives him a misty quality. His hands become sharper, stronger. Gargoyle-like. He wonders what he looked like to Batman, holding his broken son cradled safely to himself. He’s crueler, now, but that’s easily balanced by his years of being a vigilante himself.

He loves these changes. They are loved in a way changing into Dead Danny Phantom and Ghost King Danny Phantom will never be loved. And even though his human features are different in a way he never had to deal with as Danny Fenton, because it was his body that he died in, Danny finds himself enjoying the distinction. And he enjoys when they combine, because in the end, they’re just facets of who he is, now.

Gotham flies through his city, and enjoys it as a whole. A bigger picture.

Tim Drake walks through his city, and enjoys it as an individual. The smaller picture.

Being Gotham reminds him of what he had to protect as a whole. A duty he gladly bears.

Being Tim reminds him of the people he’s meant to help, the stories he doesn’t get as Danny. A connection he gladly encouraged.

Gotham is power. He is duty, he is fierce love. But for the good of the whole.

Tim is kindness. He is choice, he is gentle devotion. But for the good of the individual.

He’s both.

Danny. Danny Phantom.

Phantom glides through the smog.

The ebb and flow of people is his life blood, the thrumming of life and death and fear and hate and love and everything the city is sung through him and Danny sung back with everything he had. Danny is the gargoyles perched high, watching everything. He’s the stone curves of the sewers, sheltering his rats and mutant murderous crocodile man. The is no love comparable to a city’s mutant rats and their sewers. Ancients, he loves his city.

It would be nice, Danny thinks wryly, if they’d love me enough to stop blowing up buildings.

The sting of destruction to his city would hurt much more, had he not also been King. Regardless, every time there’s an explosion or general large scale property damage, he feels a stab of mild pain. Catching sight of his Bats, Danny stays invisible while following them. He wills the shadows to cradle them, to hide them further. He softens the stone, the mortar, the steel, just a hint. Their footsteps, silent and aided by the city himself. The wind steal away the noise of the grappling guns, so when Danny’s favorite vigilante duo (a fascination he shared with original text!Tim) broke into the building, not a single soul aside them are aware of the intrusion.

Batman skulks across the support beams, Robin following with an anticipatory grin. Danny floats, invisible, undetectable, besides them.

“C’mon!” A goon grunts beneath them. Danny tilts his head. A… Dresden Aberthy. Wow. That’s one hell of a name.

“Hurry it up! Boss said Batman’s going to get here soon!” Another goon- Robbert- said, waving around a gun like a moron at the terrified hostages. Danny could tell half of them were part of a tour bus, mostly because the other half were his Gothamites, bored and unfairly used to this kind of thing. The tourists… He’s fond of them, having kept track of their progress through his city. He doesn’t care for intruders on his haunt, but tourists like to appreciate his city and its doubtlessly Sam-approved architecture. Most of them. Rude tourists get pigeon shit on their heads and food stolen by his lovely rats.

He’ll have to make sure none of the bullets hit the tourists. He likes this group, even if he has enough awareness to question their sanity in choosing his city to sightsee. He knows it’s a mess. It’s Danny’s mess though, so whatever.

——

All said and done, Batman whoops ass and Robin rescues the hostages just fine. Danny grins proudly as Robin knees a guy in the crotch and punches a lady’s throat in order to incapacitate them.

After they tied the goons up, and interrogated them for Two Face’s plans- explode a quarter of Gotham to distract the Bats from his diabolical plan to murder half of Gotham’s judges and lawyers that have been going after him and his people- the duo retreats to the rooftop.

“Didja think Gotham saw that?”

Batman goes to reply, but Danny beats him to it, coming back to visibility with a wind touched laugh.

“I did, little Robin.” Danny smiles, fangs and shadows on display as his vigilantes startles and whips around to face him. “You did well.”

Robin- Jason!- gapes at him.

“I see you’ve recovered, little bird.”

“Gotham! Oh. Wow. People always said Gotham was a lady, but you’re a guy!”

“It was a Lady,” Danny confirmed. “It’s complicated, little bird.”

“So, you’re really… you’re really Gotham? The city?”

Danny looks at Robin with the weight of the city behind his gaze.

“I think you know the answer to that. But yes, I am your city.”

“Constantine,” Batman starts. “He said that city spirits only appear in times of grave danger.”

There is deference in his words. Batman is Batman for Gotham, after all. Danny just wishes he could… well, be friendlier with his knights. May this is a good place to start.

Are you in danger? What threats do we need to handle? How can I help? How can I protect? Please, let me help.

His Knight always felt more than he ever says. Danny smiles.

“Was Robin’s wellbeing not in grave danger?” Danny floats closer. “I am your city. You protect me, it is only right that I protect you, no?”

“Thank you for saving me, Gotham!” Robin’s grin is a touch more sincere than usual.

“Of course, Robin. You are loved.”

“Is there… a reason you’ve shown yourself today? Gotham.”

Danny chuckles, understanding the awkwardness that was Batman addressing someone with deference.

“I wanted to tell you that you did well tonight. Those tourists weren’t harmed in the slightest. Well done.” Danny gave Robin a playful but sincere thumbs up.

“They weren’t a match for us!”

“No, they weren’t.” Danny ruffles Robin’s hair, noticing how still he grew at it. “Robin was too fast for them. That maneuver at the end was masterfully executed.”

Batman clears his throat and Danny resists the urge to laugh at him. It would be mean.

“Thank you, for the… praise.”

Fuck it. He’s played well behaved for too long.

“Yes. I read in child rearing books that positive reinforcement is necessary for healthy development. You did well, Batman.”

Despite trolling Batman- and somehow holding a straight (and hopefully wise face)- he meant every word.

Allowing a small smile to slip at Robin’s chortles and Batman’s quiet sputtering, Danny moves on.

“Where is Nightwing, Batman?”

“He’s still on a mission...”

“If it is awkward to refer to me as Gotham, Phantom will do.”

Batman dips his head once. “In space, with the Teen Titans.”

“I see. Please tell him I request his presence,” Danny barely waits for Batman’s oddly acquiescing agreement before summoning a pigeon.

“Follow her,” Danny instructs the duo. “She’ll lead you to the places with explosives. I will guide you through her, to Harvey Dent.”

Danny winces as another explosion rings out.

“Your face is cracking!” Robin exclaimed, worried. He surged forward to stare at the hairline cracks appearing on Danny’s jaw.

“That would be the explosives. Any damage to the city will be shown on me.”

“Well take care of it.” Batman growled, shoulders straightening once more into an imposing symbol.

“Yeah!”

“I know you will. Stay safe.” Danny disappears, spreading his awareness and directing his Birds to the explosives that will go off the fastest.

Batman and Robin share a glance and leaps off the roof, ready to save their city once more.

——

Tim Drake wanders around Crime Alley, and meets a blonde nine year old trying to throw hands at her absentee Riddler knockoff of a dad. He dodges the brick en route to his face and kicks the guy’s knees out.

“You okay?”

The girl blinks. She stares at her dad, groaning on the dirty street of crime alley, and flicks her gaze back up to Tim, who waits casually.

“Yep. I’m Stephanie. We’re gonna be friends now!”

She grins at him, a baby tooth missing, and Danny melts.

“Heck yeah. Tim!” He introduces himself for the first time in a long time.

Maybe with Stephanie around, he’ll finally use the name Tim? Maybe he’ll get used to it, finally!

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nelkcats · 11 months

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Let me retire!

Danny was tired of being a hero, in addition to being a profession that paid with nothing more than mental exhaustion and ungrateful citizens, the halfa was tired of having to bandage his wounds day after day, tired of seeing both perspectives and not knowing which side take

Danny could understand ghosts, he could understand how their obsessions were a fundamental part of who they were as people and there were things they couldn't help. While he initially protected Amity from the ghosts, at some point he also had to protect the ghosts from Amity.

So, it's no wonder that as soon as he saw the founding of the "Justice League" he declared that he was going to retire. He told it to the ghosts, since the humans weren't going to pay much attention to him.

The problem was when 2 weeks later he had to come out of his early retirement because the League had labeled Amity as "neutral ground" and "dangerous" and they were "capturing" criminals, who weren't even criminals, Ember was giving a concert!

Frustrated, the halfa went to the Watchtower, it was supposed to be his retirement! stop ruining it!

#dpxdc #Danny wants to retire #so he stopped being a hero #the League could help Amity instead of him #they were helping the world and all that after all #but Danny forgot something important #People outside of Amity wouldn't undertand the city #or the ghost #dp x dc #dc x dp #The League tough all the ghosts were enemies #the ghosts were chilling #The League is new here #JLD is still not formed #so they don't have experience with ghosts or spirits #Danny is tired #Apparently he is the one with experience now #damn it

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puppetmaster13u · 4 months

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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.

#dcxdp #dpxdc #prompts #Coast City is where Hal Jordan lives hilarious enough #I just chose a random city but honestly a green lantern city is hilariously on brand for where Danny would choose to move #He’s just a cheerful space core dude who is glaring down several ghosts & helping others move on while he’s working #He’s also slightly uncanny valley to people outside of Amity & doesn’t realize it #He runs into a reporter Wes at some point & okay the fact he looks like the lady doing math meme when seeing Dan?#Utterly hilarious #Danny holding a newborn with matching slightly pointy ears and claws :)#Wes who is *pretty sure* Danny is cis but is second guessing everything now:#Danny is going to do his best to avoid any hero BS #He’s trying to do his JOB #Who cares if he brings his baby to work he needs to eat and he isn’t going to hire a babysitter #Bby Jordan tried to set the house on fire during his last tantrum do you THINK anyone else can deal with him? That’s what he thought now ou #Ellie visits as well & straight up melts out of the wall sometimes like a horror movie #She has weaponized her goo powers and is also excited to show her dad her new gravity ones #Space Core Danny + Fire Core Vlad = Sun Core Dan #Ellie has a Moon core (something something phases of the moon & travelling across the night sky)#Danny is encountering so many rogues and heroes and just doesn’t acknowledge it because he has a literal BABY who can destroy the entire JL #He’s very tired and would like a nap now

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wandixx · 7 months

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Dani gives people heart attacks and brings down a lot of trafficking rings, making friends along the way. Everything by accident, really

Dani traveled around world, hadn't she? While doing it, she had to meet a lot of interesting people.

Like heroes or villains.

In civies or not or both who knows.

But to actually learn things about someplace you have to spend more than one night there. Like, idk? Month? Probably more but I doubt she would be able to sit in one place for any longer. In many places she is shorter.

Month is long enough to create some connections though.

Enough to get someone to realize when you disappear...

Yeah, Dani on her way of gremlin and self discovery ghosted bunch of people without second thought. They'll probably forget her in few months anyway. And she was everywhere in USA. She didn't left American soil only because she didn't want to be too far from Danny in case of emergency. Before anyone tells me he was in space so he could fly to her wherever on Earth she would be, Earth's atmosphere ends about 100 km above sea level and officially this is border of space. Telecommunication satellites are between 8000 to 12000 km up. It's about how wide Atlantic Ocean is.

Plus y'know, time. If she needs help, she probably can't quite wait until he flies all the way to Hong Kong, Wladywostok, Rio de Janeiro or wherever she is.

So America it is. For now at least. When they're 100% sure she is stable she'll fly elsewhere.

Anyway people who she ghosted are used to batshit crazy stuff but "this tween is alone on her road to self discovery and just left for new city" isn't first thing anyone thought about. Maybe outside of Martians. They know. Everyone else? No idea what happened to this tiny, chaotic, snarky, probably meta child.

First thought though?

She got kidnapped.

So now 3/4 of Justice League, some individual heroes and bunch of less intense rogues are scrambling around their cities tracking every trafficking ring they found glimpses of, trying to find Dani.

Flashes work with Captain Cold on this and seem to slowly descend into madness. At the same time, Dani eats ice cream with nice museum lady from Washington who introduced herself as Diana. Then she helps at animal shelter with kind stuck up boy called Damian. Oh, Danny likes aliens, let's visit Martian Manhunter. Maybe she'll manage to get autograph for her template. Wait Space Cops? Kinda sucks but Danny would probably like their signatures too. Let's go. Oh, Superboys are fun mess with and older one is like her! This Nightwing guy puns like Danny but she always feels like he looks at her weirdly. Billy should eat more, magic or not, fighting is tiring. Good thing she has Sam's money to buy him burgers.

She has time of her life while people she met are slowly dying.

She probably doesn't even hide that she is traveling but for whatever reason they don't think she actually left.

They don't bring it up on any meeting because no matter how concerned they are, it's not really whole league type of business. And Martians just discreetly enjoy chaos.

There is a lot of ways it can get resolved (or not) but I kinda thought about Jon introducing his old buddy Damian to his new buddy Dani because he thinks they would get along and they just stare at each other for long moment before:

"Dani..."

"Dami!"

"WHY DID YOU LEFT WITHOUT A WORD! WE THOUGHT YOU WERE KIDNAPPED OR DEAD!"

Some screaming and revelation that Killer Croc was looking for her too, Dani hits moment of realisation.

"Wait, is this what people think when you just up and go?"

"Honestly? Yeah"

"Oh, Ancients I did this to so many people. So many..."

Idk, just Dani traveling and leaving people behind.

Do with it what you will

#dp x dc #dpxdc #dc x dp #dcxdp #nobody really questions why Martians brought popcorn to Watchtower meeting because their stretch to thin between attending said meeting #and wondering where this tiny gremlin disappeared #it would be kinda histeric to me if she visited some cities few times but met other people #like first time in Gotham she bothers Jason and pets hienas #then few months later she has brawl with killer croc and becomes Duke's kibda sidekick for a week #then she smacks Joker and volunteers at animal shelter with Damian #and somehow they don't connect it #or they do and think she repeatedly gets kidnapped and escapes but doesn't leave the city because something #only hope flashes have left at this point is that she didn't show up in morgue #they actually consider running back in time to save her #also #some heroes and villains heard some thing and they *preparing weapons*#just want to talk with Vlad #just talk they promise #idk just enjoy and spread the chaos #have a nice day dear stranger who got to this part

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imminent-danger-came · 1 month

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YOU think MK is a selfless forgiving good boi mc. I think he's self-centered, but that doesn't devalue the good deeds that happen as a result. We are not the same

#like to me. everything for MK is motivated by himself like #Protecting the city? That's what a good hero would do #And he wants to be a good hero and to protect *his* friends #Crying in 2x10? It's more about him failing as a hero/successor than it is about the innocent people in danger #to me anyways #Like any time he's ''seeing the good'' or ''forgiving'' an antagonist it is literally just him like #Saying the things he wants to hear/believe #Like #If Macaque isn't a bad guy then he can help and if he can help then maybe we can win #It's about the personal reassurance #Like. ''Forgiving'' DBK? Well that's easy. If DBK is a ''good guy'' now then he's not a problem for MK to deal with #And MK fucking LOVES not having to deal problems #Like it's easier for him to just ignore past history than it is to deal with it #4x14 is the ultimate example of this for me like #MK see's that Azure's crying and is then willing to be all like #''You still can. You're the only one who can'' to try and help #And it's like. Sure. MK doesn't *not* want to save/help Azure #But at the same time #Wukong was able to stop him so easily. In contrast to samadhi fire Mei where MK ran directly into the fire #Like the moment MK sees himself in you it's over okay #He's gonna be like ''you're just like me'' and self-centered about it #And it worked for like #Mei and Macaque and Azure #But it didn't work for Spider Queen #you know #lego monkie kid #lmk #lmk MK #lmk rant #For the love of god stop making MK Steven

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raineandsky · 11 months

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A Date in Exchange

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7)

Oh goddamnit, why.

The villain can see the familiar car turning down the road towards them. They tip their head down in the vain hope that they’ll go unnoticed, and somehow it works—the car streaks past them, and they thank god that they don’t have to deal with that.

Thanking god, it turns out, means jack shit when the person they’re avoiding is the hero. The car appears next to them again not even five seconds later, having somehow turned around to trail after them.

“Get in,” the hero demands through the open window. The villain turns to give them a hearty scowl.

“I did that once and look how that turned out.” They pick up the pace—not that it gets them any further away. “No.”

“That’s why I wanted to talk to you.” The car mounts the pavement, alarmingly close to the villain and cutting off their path. They leap back slightly at the blatant crime, startled. “Just get in.”

The villain leans down to swing the door open with an irritated huff. “If you try to arrest me for showing you up in front of your parents I’ll be pissed.”

“I thought you were telling them we’re breaking up,” the villain points out indignantly, and the hero sighs tiredly.

“I tried, but you, of all people, made a good impression on them,” The hero’s gaze is locked out of the window as they drive, but it feels like they’d avoid the villain’s eye even if they weren’t on the road, “despite the fact I had to stop you from robbing them blind.”

“You knew who you were inviting in.”

“I told my mother that you’d embarrassed me and that I was leaving you,” the hero continues, pointedly ignoring their comment, “and she almost cried. You almost had my poor mother in tears because she liked you so much that the idea of us breaking up hurt her.”

“Your life isn’t meant to revolve around what your parents want,” the villain says tightly.

“It doesn’t. My so-called dating life that exists purely to sate them does, though.” The hero pulls over at the side of the road. “So we’re still doing this. Next time we see each other I’ll be decking you in the face or holding your hand or something gross. I really hope it’s the former.”

Much to the hero’s visible dismay, it is not the former.

“You’ve captured their hearts a little too much,” they tell the villain from their doorway. “It seems I’ve made a bit of a huge mistake doing this with you.”

“That’s what you get for trying to get me to do anything for you. Am I coming in or what?”

They step back to let the villain inside, catching a glimpse of the paper bundle in their hands. “What’s that?”

“Oh, these?” The villain holds up their gift—a bouquet of red, orange, and yellow flowers, their shades an exact match to those on the hero’s uniform. “Just a declaration of admiration to my beloved.”

“Oh, how thoughtful,” the hero snaps sarcastically. “Thank you.”

With a flick their bin opens, and the flowers are dumped head first inside. “My parents are constantly asking what you’re up to and why they don’t get to see any pictures of us.” The hero starts the trek to the living room, where they’ve already set up a realistic looking chess board, mid-game.

They pause when they find themself walking alone. They glance back to where the villain is still standing in the foyer, staring at the bin. “Did you hear anything I just said?”

“Huh?” is the answer they get, and they tut as the villain finally starts after them.

“You’ll need to come here once a week, and we’ll get some pictures to convince my parents that this is actually happening.”

The villain frowns. “What if I just left you in the shit? Didn’t come? Told your parents who you’re supposedly dating? Told them it was all fake?”

“Because I’m about to let you get away with a hell of a lot of crime if you don’t.”

The hero settles on the sofa, beckoning for the villain to sit with them. “Fine,” the villain spits a little harshly, “‘cause I’m not doing this for free.”

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(Part 4)

#writing #creative writing #writing community #writers on tumblr #writblr #heroes and villains #hero x villain #fake dating #wrote 90% of this whilst my cat was staring me dead in the eyes #idk why she just likes to O_O at people #a lil intense girl plz chill #postin this a smidge early cause im goin on a weekend awayyyyy #but we going to a city so i will be returning a CRISP #a date in exchange

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snowflake-hedgehog · 3 months

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Different depictions of Silver as different live action Spider-Men

#06 Silver = awkward pauses and hard lines + city setting full of eccentric people #Rivals Silver = thuggish and hostile for the character #IDW Silver = starstruck clueless cinnamon roll with hero worship #silver the hedgehog #sonic the hedgehog #sonic 06 #sonic rivals #idw sonic

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a-wild-things-rambles · 1 year

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cw: mentions of suicide, greif and hauntings and a genral creepy vibe. i have just read gotham by midnight and i lost the crow try to be normal about citys 2022 challenge

THE CITY IS ALIVE AND THE CITY IS DEAD

AND IT HAUNTS US AND WE HAUNT IT ALL CONNECTED BY THREAD

AND PEOPLE ARE GOOD AND PEOPLE ARE BAD

AND WERE ALL GONNA DIE AND OF THAT WE ARE GLAD

BUT WE ALL ARE CURSED AND WE CAN NEVER GO BACK

BUT WE CAN NEVER LEAVE AND IT HAS STAINED OUR SOULS BLACK

AND IT FORGIVES US AND IT DAMNS US, AN ECHOING CALL

WE ARE FOREVER AND WE ARE NOTHING AT ALL

AND LOVE IS ALL AROUND US BUT SO IS HATE

CLIME IN YOUR COFFIN OUR YOUR GONNA BE LATE

AND WE LOVE IT EVEN THOUGH IT HURTS US

AND WE HURT IT BUT IT LOSES US THE SAME

AND MAYBE WE HURT BECAUSE WE WERE TAUGHT THAT LOVE IS PAIN

AND WE CARRY THE SINS OF OUR FATHERS AND THE CRIMES OF THOSE WHO BORE OUR NAME

AND WE ARE THE VIOLENT AND WE ARE THE WITNESS

AND WE ARE THE VICTIM AND WE ARE THE SICKNESS

BUT WE ARE NOT INNOCENT BECAUSE THAT DIED LONG AGO

AND HAUNTS EACH OF US , FILLS OUR HEARS WITH SORROW

AND WE ARE THE DAMNED AND WE ARE THE FLIES

CAUSE EVEN GOD DOESN'T DARE LOOK IN OUR EYES

AND YOU WANT HIM TO HATE YOU CAUSE APATHY'S WORSE

BUT YOUR ALL BEARERS OF THE GENERATIONS CURSE

AND YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU CANT HIDE

FROM THE PLACE THAT BIRTHED YOU WARPED ON THE INSIDE

AND AND YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU BETTER BE QUICK

CAUSE THIS CITY'S RUNNING WITH BLOOD AND ITS SLICK

AND YOU DON'T WANT TO SLIP AND YOU DON'T WANT TO FALL

CAUSE YOU'LL FIND YOURSELF BACK IN THE CURSED HALL

WHERE YOU BABES TIED THE ROPE AND SHARPENED THE KNIVES

CAUSE OUTSIDE IS PRETTY BUT SOMETHINGS INSIDE

AND YOU DIG IT OUT AND FIND A BROKEN HEART

AND YOU WANT TO PRETEND BUT YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN SMART

YOUR INNOCENCE SMASHED LIKE YOUR MOTHERS OLD JAR

THE DAY YOU WERE BORN UNDER THE CURSED STAR

THE STAR THAT SHINES AND THE STAR THAT BURNS

AND YOU HAVE ALWAYS NOTICED THE OLD PATTERNS

SO YOU RUN FAST AND SWIFT BEGGING TO GET OUT

BUT ONCE THE DOORS SHUT YOU BEGIN TO SHOUT

CAUSE YOU KNOW IN YOUR HEART YOU CAN NEVER GO BACK

AND THE CITY WILL HAUNT YOU, ITS NAME ON YOUR HEART

BUT THE WORDS STICK TO YOUR THROAT TRAPPED UNDER OLD SCARS

YOU LEFT BUT YOU LOVED IT AND THAT'S YOUR CURSE

AND THE CITY WONT LET YOU BACK UNLESS IN A HEARSE

YOUR ITS LOST CHILD, YOU BROKE YOUR MOTHER HEART

AND THE ONES OF THOSE AROUND YOU, RIGHT FROM THE START

AND YOUR THE SINNER, THE CURSED AND THE DAMNED

WITH YOUR BROKEN HEART, STAINING YOUR HANDS

YOU BEG FOR FORGIVENESS, BUT THE GODS TURNED AWAY THEIR EARS

YOU WILL CARY THIS ON YOUR BACK THROUGH MANY LONG YEARS

BUT ONCE YOU DIE, AND ROT IN THE GROUND

MAYBE A TRACE OF MERCY CAN BE FOUND

THEY SAY THOSE THAT TOOK THEIR OWN LIFE

WILL BE DAMNED TO HELL OF TORTURE AND STRIFE

BUT YOU WERE A BABE AND YOU WEREN'T TO KNOW

THAT THE THING INSIDE WASN'T MEANT TO SHOW

AND THE CITY SHE WEEPS FOR HER LOST CHILD

LOST AND BROKEN, WOUNDED AND WILD

AND THE CITY SHE MOURNS

BUT A REMINDER TO ALL, HER LOVE IS ENCASED WITH THORNS

SO BE CAREFUL MY CHILD, AND HIDE YOUR WIDE EYES

AND THE CREATURE INSIDE YOU, DON'T LET IT OUTSIDE

BETTER LOVED WITH PAIN THAN NEVER LOVE AT ALL

AND ITS SO SWEET, THE CITY'S THRALL

AND HER PEOPLE AND THEIR HOMELY DRAWL

SO DON'T BREAK YOU HEART, JUST GIVE IT TO HER

NEVER MIND SHES THE ONE THAT DECKED YOU IN FUR

AND YOU WERE CURSED TO WANDER, TO NEVER FIND REST

BUT STILL YOU TORE HER HEART FROM HER CHEST

SHE LOVED WHAT WOULD LEAVE

AND YOU LOVE WHAT YOU CAN GRIEVE

BOTH TRAPPED BY THE OTHER, A CURSE MOST FOUL

AND AT NIGHT YOU LET OUT A DESPERATE HOWL

FOR THE WILD THING MUST WANDER, AND THE MOTHER MUST GRIEVE

FOR THIS IS THE STORY THE FATES WILL WEAVE

#gotham #thebirdwrites #poetry #the citys the people the hero #honenstly proud i could get a ryming scheam all teh way thru

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