The Real Killer Was Princess Pookie All Along 😔

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YIPPEEEEE YIPPEEEEEEE HURRAAYYYY 🎉🎉🎉🥳🥳🥳🎊🎊🎊

2:15 am and all I can think about is how bad I want more subnautica dead tired aus…

PLEASEEEEEE LIKE HOW COULD YOU GET ME HOOKED ON THIS??? AUUGGHHHHHH

I have NEVER played, watched, nor been spoiled a single thing about subnautica. The only stuff I know is that there’s water. Then, on one ordinary day, I come across a drawing. It’s Danny Phantom as a leviathan?? I think it’s a leviathan. It’s absolute fire. Bro cooked with gas. I’m intrigued.

I go looking further. They have a master post link at the top. I check it out. I binge it all.

“Wow” I think to myself. “Where can I get more of this?”.

I look high and low. I wait a couple days. Nothing. Silence. Horror dawns on me as I realize this has been abandoned.

(If I’m remembering right) Later I find another glimpse of subnautica. This was short and was mostly big leviathan Danny with Justus League there at the end. But still it’s gas. It’s flammable. My hair got torched into a bob.

This reignites the fires in my motivation to get kicking back on this subnautica adventure. I search again for more. I plead for dead tired. Wish for at least a glimpse of dp x dc. Nothing.

Me and my broken heart go to Ao3 because surely they will have some dead tired subnautica.

Boy oh boy.

They have 6 subnautica x dc x dp at first glance. None that sang to my heart though. Upon further investigation I found gold. A beautiful dead tired subnautica au ripe for the picking.

4 chapters of not exactly what I was looking for, but by god was it everything I needed. It was short, sweet, and left a 4,283 word hole in my heart.

I want more, I need more.

In this essay I will convince you to create-

Ao3 fic is Freezing Waters, Empty Skies by Strawberry_Avalanche

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I need everyone to take some notes on this please

Tim: “Hey is that some kinda green drink? I watched in real time as your eye bags disappeared… can I try some..?”

Danny, curious: “… Why were you looking..?”

Tim, blushing: “No reason! Just… yeah.. yk…”

Danny, smirking: “Well I would let you try some, but I don’t think you’d survive it. Your organs would probably melt :)”

Tim: “…So that is Lazarus water?”

Danny: “What the hell is Lazarus water??”

Danny in Gotham #1

Danny, sleep deprived but he needs to finish these assignment before he procrastinates again, chugs his special ectoplasm-infused energy drink and types away like never before.

Tim stares in horror as he watches a random college student drink Lazarus water in the middle of the library, but the dark bags under his eyes disappear when he finishes it so…maybe he’ll ask if he has more.

Context: Tim is a dragon that has a human form he forgets to tell the family.

He had a long patrol last night and then did not fall asleep till 7am working on cases (It’s now 9am)

He is walking around the manor not realizing that some of his more inhuman features are showing (sharp teeth, pointy ears, gold eyes, sharp black nails, etc).

Groggy Tim wakes up slowly but surely gets out of bed and shuffles down the hallway dragging his feet. The shuffling down stairs feels like forever and no time at all as Tim makes it down to the kitchen, through half open eyes, he sat at the table slowly munching on the plate that was sitting in front of him. He doesn’t notice their stairs at him. Unconsciously Tim slowly begins, turning into his more human form, losing the almost eldritch features as he became more aware. As he slowly comes to himself, he realizes that he’s the only one eating.

“Is something on my face”

“Tim?”

“Yea, Bruce what is it. You guys look like you saw a ghost” when saying this, Tim had slowly put down his utensils, trying to focus on one task at a time, unsure of his mind, could handle a conversation and eating at the moment.

“Yea cuz, waking up like a lizard is the most normal thing in the world” Jason said in a way that made Tim straighten up and tiki his head at the meaning of the words. He was almost certain that the others knew what it meant to be a Drake because why wouldn’t they. But also why was Jason bringing it up? Instead of pondering over this more, Tim just looked at them all wondering what they were thinking, and said.

“You guys know I’m a Drake, it’s all over the Internet that we’re from a long line of dragons” he stated as if it was the most known thing in the world. What Tim didn’t know was that it wasn’t all over the Internet. The Drake family was actually a very well hidden family of dragons.

“Bruce you let me into your house and your life. I think it is pretty clear. You only let a dragon in if you’re willing for them to stay not like you could ever keep a dragon out.” Tim was sounding a little bit frustrated now huffing in his chair.

“Tim, sweetheart” Bruce paused “The Drake family is not a well known dragon family, and I don’t believe we ever mentioned to your siblings about your family lineage.” The shocked sounds of the family only confirmed what Bruce had said.

“Oh, surprise” Tim said meekly

The reason Tim’s shaking is because he’s worried about how much all those dates are gonna cost 🤭🤭🤭 he’s gonna be bankrupt by the end of it

Wip Wednesday?

Phantom floated lazily in a half-circle above them, legs crossed midair, arms tucked behind his head, that too-wide grin stretched across his face like a mask stitched on with mirth and menace.

“Let’s make a deal, Birdy.”

He spun slowly in place, green eyes glowing like dying stars.

“One date for every pitt I take out. I’ll start with the first one as a sign of grace.”

Somewhere in the mountains of Nanda Parbat, a pool began to bubble. Tim didn’t see it, but he felt it. The room chilled. Something ancient cracked apart. The scanners in Barbara computer rang in alarm.

The pit evaporated.

Not drained. Not destroyed. Undone.

Tim’s throat clicked as he swallowed.

Phantom pointed a glowing finger. “That one’s on me. Next ones are on you. Just say when.”

The second pit started to boil.

Jason surged forward, a hand out. “Stop—”

Phantom’s eyes didn’t leave Tim's.

Tim's eyes never left Phantom's

A third pit broke into steam and green fire.

The fourth trembled before erupting, sending up a column of ghostlight and screams. Somewhere distant, Ra’s al Ghul howled.

Phantom’s grin only widened.

Tim exhaled slowly, like it was the only thing keeping him grounded. His fingers curled into the chair arms.

Phantom floated closer. “Those were the ones you knew about.” His voice dropped into something deeper, more ancient. “Want me to handle the ones you didn’t?”

Tim’s mouth was dry. “How many?”

Phantom hovered until they were nose to nose. His voice was velvet, soft as snowfall:

“A lot.”

And then he leaned back again with a chuckle, twirling mid-air. “But don’t worry—I’ll only show you the ones I’m destroying. You just tell me when to stop.”

Tim stared at him, jaw tense. He could feel Barbara's eyes flick between them like a tennis match of insanity. Jason's fists clenched at his sides.

Tim breathed in deep, exhaled once. “...Keep going.”

Screens flickered to life on their own. Oracle’s setup surged with static and data feeds—grainy, spectral images of Lazarus Pits failing, collapsing, boiling away into nothing. Groups of twenty. Then forty. Then eighty.

The room filled with the low thrumming of eldritch static and the faraway screams of something ancient dying.

By the time number (xxx) imploded in a burst of unnatural light, Tim raised a shaking hand.

“Stop.”

Phantom halted mid-spin, upside down, and beamed. “Pleasure doing business with you, Birdy.”

Sailor moon transformation style but Danny Phantom…. Hear me out chat… I forget who but someone is making a magical girl au of the batfam/justice league adjacents etc and it got me thinking about dp characters. Think with me for a second about Overgrowth Sam, Pharaoh Tucker, and halfa Danny all doing these elaborate transformations.

Like idk how to describe it so I’m letting you minions do the work for me

After they figure out Danny was trying to help, it won’t just be a staged apology. It’ll be 50 roses, petals falling, mild stalking, more punching, a true serenade under the moon.

Tim: *ahem* Danny, I know we just met, but I’d really like to get to know you better. *music softens, and Timmy holds out the roses for Danny* Would you please go on a date with me?

Danny who found out Tim was Red Robin after punching him in the face too: what… I MEAN sure why not? How the hell did I score this sickly pretty boy???

Sorry, Rich Boy

If there was anything Danny hated more than anything, it was doing what Vlad wanted him to do. Especially when he'd done it thinking it was against the fruitloop's wishes and the man gave him that smirk that tells him Danny had played right into the fuckers hands.

So Danny had gotten good at sniffing out a scheme. And, honestly, he didn't need to do much sniffing here.

Vlad had invited him as a plus one to a Wayne (Yes, that Wayne. Brucie Goddamn Wayne.) Gala, meant to take place only a few days from now. Vlad must have suspected Danny would never agree, would have thought it was another attempt for Danny's loyalty where none of his friends could help. Unfortunately for Vlad, Danny was a spiteful fuck and he wouldn't let Vlad go to a Gala full of rich fools alone. Not when Vlad had previously admitted to how he'd gotten his fortune in the first place.

So, there Danny was, keeping an eye on Vlad. At a Wayne Gala. In Gotham, New Jersey. Fuck his half-life.

It was a horrible idea, really. The suit is stuffy, the room is stuffy, and the people are fucking stuffy. He hangs around the food for the most part, only because Vlad keeps coming back to it which makes keeping an eye on the guy somewhat easier. He admits coming was a good idea only when he sees Vlad making buddies with the Wayne troop themselves and that smirk is on his face. Well, fuck that.

He catalogs the group; not including Bruce Wayne there is a scowling child (immediately off the table, he’s not some fucko like Vlad okay), two teenage boys (one of them black and built like a small brick wall. The other a white boy, scrawny as hell, and looking a breeze away from passing out), two teenage girls (one a peppy blonde and the other a ravenette, off to the side laughing together), and a man (big).

Overall, if he had to pick who to go after to cause the most fuss, it’d be the kid. However, he has morals, so he sets his sights on the skinny white boy instead. He’s skinny, obviously, but upon a closer look has some muscle on him that makes Danny less guilty for his choice. Sorry, rich boy, but Danny has a godfather to piss off.

He sets down his drink, walks over, and decks the poor boy in the face. The look of horror on Vlad's face is well worth the absolute confusion coating the entire group.

And, just for the cherry on top, he turns to Brucie Wayne and the fruitloop, "Your Gala sucks and so does your city. Fuck this place, never bring me here ever again Vlad."

Wow that’s like fire 🔥🔥🔥🔥 straight up gas damn, I wanna eat it

Joker Junior Prompt

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HEAR ME OUT- GUYS SIT YOUR ASSES DOWN AND LISTEN TO MY ANGST PROMPT:

So we all know the Joker has been a pain in the ass for everyone, yadda yadda, backstory stuff, boo hoo crying and shit.

This usually leads to great angsty fics revolving around Jason and/or Tim. Usually having the best angst covering Joker Junior and stuff. I’ve seen the headcannons, cried at the fics, great stuff.

BUT, but- no guys, hear me out, consider this. During one of Tim’s episodes -I was thinking this is years after, already going through his Red Robin character growth- it triggers after a long, long, time. How it started is up to your interpretation. But, instead of Jason being the first one to find him during his episode, no, it’s Duke Thomas.

THINK ABOUT IT!! Guys, the man already witnessed his parents go mad from Joker Venom, can you imagine how he’d react seeing someone else he considers his family show signs of being Jokerized!? THE POTENTIAL!!

And like, of course he’s not going to know about the JJ stuff and already assume the worst. Other members can get involved too, but image the scare Duke -alone- would have upon first witnessing Tim’s episode!

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This may also be me trying to include Duke into more batfam fics, but hey, that man deserves more love and attention, even if it means dragging him through some more angst- get off my back!!