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i must ask you reblog this so said beast, you know. actually has attributes

Red, opossum, chocolate and peanut butter.

A person's favorite color, favorite animal, and favorite flavor of ice cream can say a lot about them when considering the answers as a whole. Some prime examples I've heard are:

~ Silver, Artic Wolf, and Mint Chocolate Chip.

~ Pink/Yellow, Putu Bird, and Cotton Candy.

~ Light Brown, Tree Kangaroo, and Rum Raisin.

~ Green, Pig, and Cookie Dough.

Mine are:

~ Burgundy, Fox, and Moose Tracks.

Tag some friends and get a sense of who they are! :)

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De-aged Dead on Main

I swear I saw a post earlier today that someone was making a fic about Danny and/or Jason getting de-aged to their death age and I can't stop thinking about how cute that would be

Like imagine, Danny and Jason are already either best buds or dating and some ghosty nonsense or magic turns them back to 14 and 15 respectively. They both just look at each other like 'shit, what now?' And have to figure out how to turn back

Non of Jason's "built like a fridge" clothes and gear fit him so Danny, being a lil smaller, lends him some of his stuff (which is still big bet closer). And then they go off as little mini Hood and Phantom trying to solve their problems.

I need this in my life. I will be reading that fic once it's out and if I find it.

"we live in an uncaring universe"

false. i care very deeply. am i not a part of this infinite universe?

Phantom shows up sometime later and Val tries to shoot him. Given that it looks like a teenager, people who don't like it when kids get hurt (some of the villains have ethical codes, so there's at least some in that group) are extremely alarmed. Phantom ducks into an alley. Out of it ducks Danny.

Val is highly offended, Phantom KIDNAPPED he friend/(ex)boyfriend?!! Cue monologue.

Danny is just quietly wandering around, looking at the JL and villains. Sometimes he stares right into their eyes for a minute. It's highly uncomfortable. Sometimes he sniffs them. It's very weird. When he's done with his examination, he takes out his phone and starts scrolling.

Val eventually takes a deep breath, and asks what Danny is doing there. Danny says that Phantom thought that he had a better chance of convincing Val to come with them back home. Val argues that she can't until she knows who the heroes are. Danny declares that he knows which are the heroes and which are the villains.

Everyone is gobsmacked. This kid, from wandering around and looking at people, knows who's who? Everyone is sweating, hero and villain alike. Danny tucks his phone into his pocket and starts pacing.

"So, the majority of heroes generally have emblems on their costumes, but as both groups have it, and yes there are definitely groups, look at who the glance at and angle themselves towards, it is not a definitive marker. So! We must turn towards a different source. Colour theory! Looking at the overall group formations, the majority of people wearing bright colours are that group," Danny indicated the heroes, "while the others," he indicated the villains, "have a darker colour scheme. That, of course, is not enough to go off of. After all, tall dark and scary over there," Danny indicated Batman, "Wears almost entirely black and gray despite being part of the bright colour group. There is one factor, that I believe all of you failed to consider," Danny stopped his pacing and paused.

Silence reigned in the torn streets. "What is it?" Val asked.

Danny pulled out his phone again, unlocked it, and held up the screen. "Google search of this world's heroes. It turned up a Justice League which is made up of individual heroes who've come together to protect this planet. These," he gestured widely to the colourful medley that made up the Justice Leauge, "Are the heroes,"

Everyone's breath is held as they watch Val's reaction. She turns towards the heroes. "I'm sorry for attacking you, I didn't know who was who. Danny, could you please start untying them?" They release a collective breath.

Danny moved towards Batman first, who stood up and showed that his ropes were already untied. Danny moved towards a different hero and started helping them instead while Batman started to untie others.

"What about the cops, Danny?"

Danny turned towards Val.

"Acab,"

DP x DC Prompt that struck my brain in a funny way #9

Valerie Gray did not notice the portal in front of her. She really should’ve paid more attention when chasing Phantom through the Ghost Zone. She just had to know what he did with those ghosts after he caught them, but she probably should’ve tried a more stealthy approach to it. She would’ve rather talked with him than be in the situation she’s currently in.

Which is being stuck in another world with superheroes and supervillains that are currently fighting each other and she’s been dropped right on the outskirts of this battle. So what does she do?

Dive in headfirst of course, shooting at literary everyone in a desperate attempt to figure out who the hell the superheroes are. Probably not the best way to figure it out, but she has no idea what else to do.

Everyone else is just as confused as Val is when she shows up out of nowhere and decides everyone’s an enemy to her.

Fae thinks it's funny to take trans people's dead names, is shocked when they are given a lot more names willingly. Is this the start of a fae warlock patron? More at 11.

Got called 'madam' for the first time today which was unexpected but what really got me was that when I looked down at the guy's nametag it was my fucking deadname on there

Danny: You think because they're the same species as me they'll listen? No. Some people just hate and hate because they WANT TO. I can't change people. Some people just don't care. I'm fourteen. It's not my job to fix other people. YOU break them up. You volunteered for this, you want to fix it, you go ahead and try. There is no right side here, and so few are willing to listen. I was on my own. Now it's your turn.

“That’s it! I give up!” Phantom yelled. As though he had said something blasphemous, all fighting stopped as the participants stared in confusion. “You humans think you’re the paragon of all existence, proclaiming that anything different is lesser. Well we aren’t! We’re just as sentient as you are, and we have thoughts and feelings! You just choose to ignore it so you can justify your xenophobic actions!”

Phantom turned to Technus, who had frozen in shock as Phantom went on his tirade. “And you! Tell the other ghosts I’m done saving them, too, because none of you care! You don’t care if property is destroyed, or if humans get hurt, or if other ghosts get hurt! All you care about is your stupid Obsessions! You’re too caught up in your own mind to see what you’re doing to everyone around you!”

“But your Obsession is Protection, is it not? You’ve never stepped down from a fight-“ Technus began. Phantom didn’t let him finish.

“My Obsession is Space! If I had my way, I’d spend my nights stargazing, or maybe even on the moon! Instead I’m stuck cleaning up your messes because you can’t control yourselves!” Phantom growled. He glared at the crowd of people who had gathered, curious as to why all fighting had stopped.

“Humans are cruel and hateful. Ghosts are ignorant and careless. I’m tired of wasting my time protecting both sides from the other and being blamed for it. I quit. If anyone dies, or is captured, it’s no longer my problem.“

Like that, Phantom vanished.

The Fentons celebrated, not even noticing Technus make his own escape. The crowd murmured, worry just as prevalent as confidence. The few phones that were recording the event were put away, and later the footage would be checked. Unfortunately, most recordings were corrupted beyond recognition.

Most, but not all.

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Amity Park. Ground Zero for the start of the war between the Living and the Dead. Humanity and Ghosts.

Why it had only recently escalated to this, Batman couldn’t tell. His research found that there had been a portal opened to the Realms years ago, and the laws passed just a year after that. Most of the town was stuck behind an information blackout that the government refused to give access to. Whatever happened, Constantine assured him that it was almost certainly the government’s fault.

After almost three weeks of trying to get beyond the firewalls, he finally figured it out. “Research” that claimed ghosts were nothing but evil. News articles calling “Phantom” a troublemaker. Forums that spoke about how “Phantom” ruined the town while fighting other ghosts.

A video, old and grainy but still clear enough to be used as evidence. A glowing, white-haired boy that told everyone he was done. That he was tired of fixing everything. Of saving everyone. That nobody was good, everyone was bad, and they were on their own.

They used to have a hero, but Phantom left. Without him, both sides tore at each other until there was nothing but an all-out assault. They needed to stop this, but without a mediator they would not make it through to the ghosts.

If they could find Phantom, perhaps they could fix everything before it was too late.

Tim, a teenager, and full of self deprecation: It was taken from my greatest enemy. The one who has caused me the greatest pain and strife.

Literally everyone else: ?!!?!

Talia should swagger into the Batcave without warning and slam down a jar on the table in front of Tim. The jar, of course, contains his spleen. Tim is relieved to see Talia went on the mission he sent her on and thus was not blown to pieces. The spleen jar is both a sort of truce offering and a ‘you are a large threat and I want to stay in your good graces’ gift. Everyone else is confused but Tim refuses to elaborate or even tell them what’s in the jar.