I Must Ask You Reblog This So Said Beast, You Know. Actually Has Attributes

Constantine: There are hyper specific manners, and if you break them you will join the kings court as an undead thrall.

Batman: Okay. Young man, you need to eat healthy.

Danny Phantom, teenager, also King of the Infinite Realms: Okay Mr. Batman.

Put That Thing Back Where it Came From or So Help Me-

Constantine was pacing back and forth in the waiting room, hands flying as he went over the rules of dealing with Infinite Realm Nobility for the eighteenth time.

Bruce tried to pay attention, really. But he'd already memorized this speech of the Laughing Magicians, and all there was really left to do was wait for their turn to meet the High King.

A flash of movement caught Bruce's attention, and he found his eyes drawn to a completely human teenager meandering his way from one of the side doors and towards the refrigerator stocked with "mortal friendly snacks".

Bruce kept quiet as he heard the teen muttering to himself about "aw yeah fuck yeah fiji water fuck yes", and let Constantine drone on and on about how they were probably the first mortals the King had ever met.

The teenager behind the ranting man stocked his arms full of Fiji water, chips, and cosmic brownies.

Then the Teen turned and realized Bruce was watching him.

Bruce shook his head minutely.

The teen slowly turned back to the fridge and put everything but the Fiji water back. That and the cosmic brownie.

Cautious blue eyes met his, and the kid raised an eyebrow.

Bruce scowled.

The brownie was quickly replaced with a banana.

Bruce gave a slight nod and looked away.

The teen darted back through the side door.

He didn't know who the kid was, but eating healthy was important. And, okay, maybe his own experience with kids had shoved its way to the front of his brain and taken over.

At least the random teenager in the Land of the Dead would have a healthy snack.

Two more minutes passed before the small entourage was allowed into the antechamber.

A glowing, floating boy was hovering just above the throne. White hair, glowing green eyes, a crown that looked like it was made of shattered pieces of space glittering above his head-and a poorly hidden half empty bottle of Fiji water peeking out at them from behind the throne, kept company by a single banana.

...Huh.

He had either told the Kings servant what to feed the King, or...

"Welcome to the Infinite Realms, I am Phantom, High King. For what reason do you seek an audience?"

Oh. Nope, nevermind on the servant theory. That was the kids voice.

Bruce had directly told the King of an entire dimension what he could and could not eat.

All I need is for someone to gently cup my face and tell me I'm not as doomed as I feel.

*Mutual reblogs something you posted*

Me: They still like me. Thank God.

i used to be too shy to interact w fanfic authors, but after i finally started to do so, that i realised they're the same @ me

He's built like a brick wall. He does not get dipped, because most partners would drop him. He doesn't get wooed because he has a whole bad boy persona. But that man would die a second time, if Danny strolled up to his door with flowers. If Danny leaned down to kiss his hand and smile up at him. If Jason tripped and Danny caught him in a dip and said, "I think you just fell for me". Welcome to blushing mess, population Jason.

Everytime i make a dead on main post like "let jason live out his silly romance novel dreams" y'all go hogwild so now im asking you; what "romance novel dreams" do you think jason would love to experience

DP X DC Prompt #45

Gotham has a new rouge. Except he only steals food and medical supplies in great quantities.

(Jack takes Danny and runs to Gotham after a Reveal gone Wrong where Maddie tries to kill Danny)

Love going to bed with a new, good daydream scenario fresh in my mind. Like yes girl, movie night!

If any of us entered a fae deal, all it would take is posting it on Tumblr to get a pile of assorted loopholes.

Gimme a minute, troll with a riddle, my mutual is typing.

A fae being stands before you.

“Every day you will receive one thousand dollars in your bank account. But every time you lift a glass to your lips to take a drink, you will hit your front teeth on the first try. Every. Time. Do you accept this deal?”

He's screaming and crying, his voice already torn to shreds screaming from pain, but to him nothing can ever compare to the pain of death.

'Not again, not again, please no, I don't want to die again, please.'

They never try to make him go through the Zeta again.

DP x DC where Danny refuses to use the Zeta Beam/Tube. No-one knows why, and it’s almost a running gag that they have to wait an extra few minutes for Danny to join them wherever they’ve gone since he takes a little longer to get there.

It’s not until someone tries to carry an injured Danny through a Zeta-Tube in order to get him to medical attention faster, that they realize why when he absolutely freaks out.

He’s scared.

It looks so much like the portal.