Ghost Helpline Part 19 Back To Work

Ghost helpline part 18 Gaslight

Now to say Violet and Danielle weren’t close would the understatement of the century.

Violet could smell the blood on this kid, she had smelled the same thing on his handkerchief. This was an Al Ghul alright. But… but this kid didn’t feel like the kid from before. There was no defensive pose, and swords at his back. This boy was covered in paint and wood and pancake batter.

Konstelacio turned her body around to face him. Yeah this was definitely Robin … she couldn’t attack him here … what was he even doing here? She thought back to the tiny sewn “W” on the hanky… no no way… Robin Al Ghul was a Wayne!?!?

“Get down here demon! Face me!”

Shit, what’s happening what’s his plan? There aren’t, there aren’t any assassins out here just … just him. Maybe… maybe… he ran away from the league…?

“Hey ! I am speaking to you! You insolent !”

Well while Dani didn’t never liked Konstelacio much her cousin had made sure to teach her one thing.

When in trouble … Deny and Cry

—- —- —-

“Damian! Stop! You can’t -“

“But I’m right! She’s that demon!”

“Damian”

“Grayson! How can you not see it! They have the same face!”

“That doesn’t constitute proof! And now we have a whole situation on our hand because you-“

“I didn’t do anything!”

“You bullied her and made her fall off a tree Damian!”

“I didn’t bully her!”

“You called her stupid multiple times!”

He had technically called her an imbecile but Damian didn’t feel the need to correct his brother at the moment.

“Calm down Dick it can’t be that bad.” Tim pulled his research up, he had never seen Dick yell at Damian like this before. Bruce sure every week but Damian?

“He threw his sketchbook hard enough to knock her out of the tree and bruise her face Tim.”

“Oh.” Yeah that was bad.

“She’s a demon! What does it matter!”

Tim clicked on a picture, “Looks pretty human to me.” Tim … saw the resemblance. He saw how happy the Masters family looked in every picture, in every video. How fond and loving the family was with each other. Damian and Bruce were just going to have to learn to let some things go.

Speaking of Bruce, the man was taking a long time to patch things up with Mr. Masters. Tim had been gone that week tracking down some missing relic and Klarion. But assuming Dick hadn’t been exaggerating about Bs new friendship with the guy… well hopefully Bruce could smooth this incident over ethier way.

- Dick didn’t need to look at the photos. He had seen her with his own eyes.

He had been the first one on the scene, already seeking Damian out to invite him to a movie, when he heard a scream. A scream and the sound of a body hitting the ground.

He paged Bruce as he ran.

When he got there he had been sickly relieved to see that it hadn’t been Damian. He went to check the girl over for injuries when he stopped short - that face. God Dick knew that face. And as soon as the thought had entered his head her entire family had shown up.

Her entire family and Bruce.

For gods sake Vlad was in tears and Bruce looked lost. Dick had grabbed Damian and ran for the manor.

He had assumed Damian had reacted after seeing her face and Dick … Dick didn’t want Bruce to fuck this up. Bruce was smiling these past few days! And what had the girl ever done but help them anyway.

Dick knew. He knew the moment Bruce caught on he’d obsess over it. Obsessive and paranoid and go too far. Damian was just like him in that regard.

Dick wasn’t proud of his line of thinking but there was only one option left.

When in trouble ... Deny and Cry.

“Damian, I just I can’t even… I understand you might hate the idea of Bruce dating again but going after his crushes kid is going too far!” He purposely teared up.

- Damian was stunned, “His What?”

“His crush Damian! The guy he’s been texting non stop for the last week? He feel asleep at the man’s house! He sent the man flowers!”

Damian… had noticed but… oh. He flushed. Did they really just think he was throwing a fit? He wasn’t a child! What did he care if father decided to date again! He … hadn’t ruined his chances had he? That wasn’t … he didn’t …

“She’s still a demon! How are neither of you seeing this!”

“Damian she looks completely different! Also it doesn’t even make any sense why would a demon be with human family?”

“She could be taking the real daughters place! She could be using them for-“

Tim rolled his eyes, “Look all records accounted for, all the pictures of her are her. Also wasn’t the whole problem that Konstelacio couldn’t be photographed in the first place? You sure your not remembering it wrong?”

“See Damian they’re not the same person, you need to calm down.”

But what if they were wrong? What if this demonic entity was evil? What if she was using fathers paramour for some nefarious purpose?!?!

Damian opened his mouth but didn’t get to say a word as the door swung opened.

“What were you thinking?!?!”

“Fath-“

“You will be apologizing to her Damian. I -“

“What!? Why should-“

“If they were any other family they would be suing us right now! We’re lucky she didn’t break anything in the fall!”

Damian twinged at the tone, he hadn’t meant to hurt her. He didn’t think a sketchbook could hurt her. He just wanted answers! He just-

“Damian … I… I understand change is hard for you. And I understand that, really I do but you need to be more gentle with people.”

Damian scoffed father couldn’t be serious!

“And I don’t just mean physically Damian, you need to be gentle with people’s feelings too. The Masters family seems to have gone threw a lot… I think you really did hurt Violets feelings.”

So her names Violet, just as he was about to explain the situation to his Father he caught sight of his brothers behind Bruce. Tim shook his head and Dick cried in a pleading gesture.

Fine then, Damian would just have to get proof first.

—- —- —-

[Alfred to the rescue]

Damian was not sulking in the the kitchen- he wasn’t! He was plotting!

A cup of cocoa was placed in front of him. Pennyworth. He so didn’t need another lecture right now.

“I heard about what happened Master Damian and I must say..”

Oh great here we go.

“I must say I have no idea what you were meaning to accomplish with all that.”

What.

“She’s a-“

“Yes yes I’ve heard from Master Tim that you believe her to be the demon you’ve all been talking with-I do keep up with the reports you know.”

“I’m not crazy ! I’m right!” Damian slammed a fist onto the table.

“I never said you were Master Damian but tell me this even if you are right… what then? What does this change if anything?”

Damian cared about Alfred’s opinion enough to think threw his answer instead of immediately responding…, “Because she’s a threat.”

“Isn’t everyone?”

“Tt- you don’t understand demons are monsters incapable of love, born to destroy things.” That’s what the grandfather had taught him, that what he read in books. Even Zatanna and Dr Fate agreed with him on this!

“Hhhmmm I would seem I have heard something similar before. About aliens, and clones … About assassins most of all. But what do I know.” Alfred turned back to the dishes.

Damian bit his cheek in frustration, “What are you trying to tell me Pennyworth?”

“Now then have you stopped to consider that she perhaps as frightened and upset as you had been when you first came to us?”

“What are you-“

“I for one think you two have far more in common then you realize. You both have left your homeland to reinvent yourselves in a new place with new rules. Tell me, should she not be given the same curtesy we have all afforded you? Is she not, after all the help she’s given, allowed a second chance?”

Damian chewed on the man’s words, “I still don’t think I should have to apologize.”

“Come now Master Damian you should never miss the chance to scope out a potential ally.”

The boy stopped was the butler implying he…

“On the assumption that I am right this is your chance to make amends and gain a powerful ally. And on the case that I am wrong and she needs to be taken down. How better to take her down than from the inside.”

Damian was stunned he knew about the butlers past but hadn’t ever expected. Well this sure did explain how Bruce managed to survive this long.

“I’ll prepare an apology cake for tomorrow. You will deliver it to her personally and scope out the situation. Collect as much information on her and her home as you can in order to draw a correct conclusion. Understood.”

Pennyworth wasn’t asking, this was an order. Damian smirked, looks like he has a new mission.

Note: Much like Alfred said they are both very similar. Bound by blood, can people really change?

Ghost a helpline part 10

Uncle Tucker part 2: conversations are had and the Masters family finally move to Gotham.

Diana could practically see her comrades sputtering at the Captains words. She felt conflicted, “I understand Marvel you are also my brother in arms. The trust I have in all of you because of that is very important to me. We are not writing her off as a threat nor are we going to go after her.” At this she threw a pointed look at Bruce, “We just want some information on her that’s all. We don’t know anything about her and are justified in being cautious. “

“From my understanding you all decided it was a good idea to contact her not the other way around. And now the Batman is going to do what he does best and come up with contingencies because he feels insecure.”

Diana put her hand on Clark’s tense shoulder.

“Captain that is not-“

“The same way you’ve been trying to find my weaknesses for years. So if you’re that desperate to find one then here. She is my weakness and if anything happens to her I don’t know what will happen. Do you understand me?”

“Marvel! We are not-“

“Understood.” Batman grunted, “I still have questions.”

“So do I.”

Diana looked between them and shared a look with Clark, hopeful Batman would know what not to ask…. Clark opened his mouth first, “You two were in a war?”

A grin, “What did you think I just made up the Captain part of my name for kicks?” a humorless laugh left him.

“Right that makes sense, you’ve been around along time but isn’t she too young.”

“In a way, Konstelacio is considered a ‘forever child’ uhh she’s pretty much stuck that age.”

“So she just has the body of a teen but is actually an adult.”

“No she is a kid, and always will be. She’s just sorta stuck. She may have lived a long life but she’s still a child.”

Diana pondered over it. It’s wasn’t anything she didn’t expect. She was even use to it, on Paradise Island children were taught to fight, to kill when necessary. War was something Diana knew. But it felt wrong.

“A demon child with resources, connections and reality altering powers.”

“She’s a child who loves her family, collects trinkets and helps people.”

“But who exactly is she helping. What is stopping her from being summoned by Lex Luthor or Felix Faust or any number of villains.”

“She can decide who to help and who not to help you know. They can’t force her. Trust me they’d be sorry if they tried.”

“You just said she’s a child, anything could happen. They wouldn’t have to force her when they could manipulate her.”

Diana smiled leave it to Bruce to care about a child he barely meet, even when he was scared of them.

“Also we can’t just allow a potential danger to run around buying souls.”

Diana took it back, Bruce was making a mess.

—- —- —-

Konstelacio followed the guard to the sitting room, Uncle Tuckers kingdom always felt comfortable to her. It was warm, sun filled and quite frankly Konstelacio had a lot of leeway here. A type of get out of jail free card that made her feel safe, but also nervous. She would not embarrass her family again, not here.

She bowed to her uncle as he entered the room, “I greet Pharaoh Tuck, Prince Consort to High King Phant-“

“That is enough my constellation, Princess Violet how many times must I ask that you call me Uncle?”

“I only mean to show my respect.”

“None needed come here. Tell me what I can do.”

“What I didn’t !” Had he heard from Dan already?

“Come on Violet I know you and I know that if you came here for help it must be something big.” Her Uncles smiles always looked genuine, she loved them.

“It’s a long story.”

“Eat some snacks and tell me everything.”

—- —- —-

Well that had been a mess Clark thought after both the dark knight and Captain had stormed out. Clark still wasn’t sure were he stood on the matter, he didn’t want to make the same mistakes he made with Connor. But just like with Connor none of them had enough information. It was time to call another meeting, ugh and invite Constantine to it.

Clark stopped walking, wait wasn’t there a demon on the Titans?

—- —- —-

Vlad’s eldest, Dandy Masters, parked the car outside the Gotham estate. Their new home was located far enough away that their neighbors wouldn’t be able to hear them scream, the manor was gothically decrepit, and the outside plants looked dead. It’s perfect thought Vlad, just perfect.

—- —- —-

Tucker nearly spat his coffee, “YOU MEET BATMAN.”

- The guards outside the door twitched, their pharaoh never yelled. He sounded shocked and was quickly shhhuhed by the princess. Hopefully this Batman would not be causing ether of them stress in future. The bird like guard pursed his beak, whoever this bat was did bode well. He would have to tell the others to keep their swords sharp.

“You SWINDLED Batman out of his gadgets!!”

- Yes the guards were probably due for some more training, just in case.

“Guards please get ready to escort the Princess to Pandoras realm.”

- All the guards, the bird adjacent ghost thought to himself. He had a felling something was coming.

“A WHAT?!”

- Something bad.

—- —- —-

Tucker moved his newly allotted gadgets into piles looks like he had a belt to work on. He picked up the handkerchief. “Violet what did you want this for?”

“I… had a suspicion I needed to prove.”

“And did you?”

“Yeah.”

“I’m guessing the tracking device wasn’t a part of your plan?”

“A WHAT!”

The man held his nieces hands, “Konstelacio please tell me what else is going on. I’ve already promised not to tell anybody.”

Violet wanted to believe him but she knew he’d tell on her to keep her safe. He wouldn’t understand, the Al Ghuls were dangerous she need to keep THEM safe! No matter what.

“Not yet, not until I figure everything else out for sure.”

“Alright but when you do please please come and talk to me okay.”

“Okay.”

“Alrighty then off to Pandoras then okay, be nice to the guards and tell her and Ghost Writer I said hi okay. And be careful delivering that antidote to the league. Minimal contact is the - oh you’re hugging me.”

Konstelacio smiled into her uncles shoulder, she would tell him everything someday.

Omg but also all the ghost loving him- like this dude is so use to wierd shit and being powerless and just having superman pick him up like a grape that Jimmy doesn’t even bat an eye.

Skulker picks him up: this is normal

Ember try’s to blast him: ducks comedically without even noticing

Being super polite to the lunch lady: if I’m rude to the elderly Clark will be so disappointed in me

Nodding his head along to the box ghosts musing: you are sooo right boxes are very important

Young blood wants to play: well who is he to say no to a kid that fucking died of course I’ll play with you!

I’ve been reading the 2019 run of Superman’s Pal Jimmy Olson all day and based on how efficient he is at getting into Situations™️ (highly recommend looking into the older Jimmy Olson comics as well, they’re wild) I think it’s be funny if the DC universe’s first contact with the Infinite Realms was Jimmy accidentally falling through a natural portal into the Box Ghost’s living room

Not sure how it would go but I’m like 90% certain Jimmy would somehow become a ghost but only like. Temporarily

Not a halfa, more like astral projection, but still

He can tell the story while making it all about her, Sam his one true love!

Next week, proceeds to tell a completely different story about Tucker. His other one true love XD

Batfam looks at Bruce … yeah that tracks.

Danny was enjoying himself. His new haunt was suprisingly spacious and came with lots of charges who needed protection and care.

The old butler guy, Alfred, seemed to at least have an idea of what was going on. He had been making extra food lately and leaving it out for Danny to eat in a secluded area. Danny always made sure to turn the plate invisible and sneak it back to his hidden passage panic room before he started eating.

In return, Danny made sure to do lots of chores around the manor. Intangibility and wind manipulation made dusting super easy if you knew how to use it right.

Danny also took his job as a guardian spirit seriously. He overheard the bats fighting about not wanting to be coddled on patrol and decided it was best to let them handle themselves outside of the manor. Danny himself hated when people stuck thier noses into his business.

Jazz had screwed him over countless times with her good intentions.

But the manor was different. This was his new haunt after his old one kicked him out. This family had invited him in whether they knew it or not. Also, since the Fentons and GIW don't exist in this world, they'd have a hell of a time kicking him out.

It's best not to let it come to that. So Danny had to make these people love him the way Amity Park never did.

The Wayne's however are rather dense. You would think them being the worlds greatest detectives would mean something, but they kept silently blaming each other for things happening around the manor until they couldn't.

A book being put away when they were done with it or their messes being cleaned up when they came back into a room could be easily explained by how many people lived there. The family entering the dining room, discussing what they were going to order for dinner since Alfred was gone for a week only to find a full meal waiting for them on the diner table? They couldn't brush that off.

None of them could cook.

Help finding a fanfic please!!!

Help meeeee!!!!

It’s a Dcxdp fic! Where Tim gets in a car crash and Danny takes him home!!! But to the Batfam it’s a whole ass disappearance and Dick cry’s and they think Ras is involved cuz there’s green blood inside the car I think ?

It’s in my head but I can’t find it 🥲🥲🥲

Constantine: I can help keep the big bad tough ghost away from you!

Danny: …bad ghosts???

Constantine: yeah like who ever gave you those nasty bruises there kiddo

Danny, ghost culture kicking in and just having babysat Youngblood with ember: are you … are you threatening to take my friends away!!!!!

JL: …. Wtf John!

DP X DC PROMPT BECAUSE FUCK SLEEPING I DON’T NEED OXYGEN

It’s a hard summoning. A horrible summoning. The very worst Constantine’s ever been part of, he was expecting a rough ride with an entity of this power but surely this is excessive?

The Ghost King has been known to accept deals for centuries, and yeah the terms are shit but the world is full on ending and the Justice League are out of better options

When the magic lashes out and takes Doctor Fate to his knees, he begins to doubt what they’re doing

Is this really the better option? Really? Sure, Pariah will take the souls of all their enemies into his army for conquest, but if it costs everyone anyway…

**

Danny wrapped arms, legs, and teeth around the telephone pole in Amity Park, growling against the pull

Of COURSE this had to happen three days after he made a joke about “being the only entity John Constantine hasn’t tried to sell his soul to” to Clockwork

He’s not fucking losing the bet about making it to the end of the week

Magic tattoos!!!! Magic written into skin!!!

Ok so Billy is a journalist, a good one. But what if he had done other odd jobs. For example, he was an assistant in a tattoo parlor. He took care of the reception, the cleaning and sometimes the tattoo artist taught him a few tricks. He ends up becoming interested in it and in particular tattoos throughout history and the magic that is involved in it (Billy is an expert in ancient history and nothing will make me turn back).

He got a job as a tattoo artist in the magical world in addition to his job as a journalist and although he is very good he is little known since he does not advertise. However, he can get a little bit every month.

Omg these little shits would have so much fun with it too!!

Fanfic writers to your keyboards!!!

Tag me I beg of you XD

Due to a series of general shenanigans, the JL come to believe that Phantom and Captain Marvel are divorced. (This is mostly because Black Adam and Pariah Dark were actually married, but that’s a story for later.) Now, as Captain Marvel is obviously very lonely and glaringly single, they’re trying to get the two back together. These actions have consequences.

I absolutely love all of this please write a story and tag me!!!!!!

Batman writing prompt

Tim is a master of faking accents. When at galas, he was able to perfectly mimic the accents of t he other Upper Class Gothamites without a sweat. Bruce (and eventually the rest of the Batfamily) think that Tim drops the fake accent when he’s with them and when he’s out as Red Robin…

Until he accidentally hurts himself in front of them and he has an obvious Crime Alley accent with a hint of Irish.

(Due to spending most his time with Ms. Mac and spending a great deal of time following Batman and Robin into Crime Alley, he ended up developing an accent that mixed the two. Naturally, he learned how to hide it so that his parents didn’t realize and didn’t get angry at Ms. Mac).

Meanwhile Jason: WTF, Tim?

Dear Tumblr: My brother feels bad for lying to his internet friends of a year. He had to lie about his age to get an account and now they all think he’s 14 (he’s actually 13).

I keep telling him it’s not a big deal but he feels guilty and still hasn’t told them the truth.

What should I do?