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DANNY IS IN METROPOLIS, SLEEP DEPRIVED AS FUCK, AND MISTAKES SUPERMAN FOR JACK FENTON

he hadn't meant to *KO* the guy. He and his dad just has this thing where they'll flip each other over the shoulder and a One Punch the other one. It's helped a lot since his parents found out he's Phantom, and Jack is having fun bonding with his dann-o boy.

well.

except apparently if Danny does that to *Superman*, the hero gets completely knocked out. Danny is not sure how to respond and ends up just staring bc what the fuck? what the fuck.

that's not his dad. where is Jack??

oh shit that's.. that's superman. That's *Superman*. Danny just KOed SUPERMAN.

how the fuck does he fix this AND WHERE'S DAD

wait. WAIT. Superman is supposed to be nearly indestructible. Danny does this exact same thing to his dad and Jack always bounces right back up with a smile and loud booming voice of pride and ??? boosting abt Danny. HOW DID SUPERMAN GET KNOCKED OUT WHEN HIS DAD CAN HANDLE THIS

WHERE IS HIS DAD

and. well. Jack is off somewhere accidentally knocking out Lex bc Lex saw Mad Scientist and went "i want that one. i can use that one". he also accidentally knocked out some dobblegonger of Danny (would be SO FUNNY if it's one of the supersons, but not necessarily).

Jack comes to the same conclusions Danny did.

that's not Danny. where's dann-o?

This one doesn't react the way it's supposed to go. Danny doesn't get hurt like this.

TIME TO FIX TO BEST OF ABILITIES AND FIND HIS DANN-O BOY

oh did I mention heavily Liminial Ecto Contaminated Fenton Fam? This is Liminial Ecto Contaminated Fenton Fam.

So Danny is panicking, staring at Superman who does not get back up. He might have to resort to Ghost Shenigans.

Sends out a SONIC BOOM mentally and emotionally across ALL of Metropolis with only one word:

DAD

and Jack hears, looks up and so he's away, running and smashing walls like the Kool Aid Man. Somehow forgot he's holding the Danny lookalike still.

But now Danny and Jack are gathered! Around a still knocked out Superman and a scared shitless Danny lookalike (listen, even if you're a hero or viligante or superson. You just got knocked out by a civilian, said civilian tried to fix the harm. Only to stop midway and RUN THROUGH WALLS WITH YOU BARLEY PROTECTED OR LUCID ENOUGH. you will be at least a bit scared in this situation. ESPECIALLY when you see freaking superman knocked OUT).

anyway. Danny tells Jack what happend. Jack tells Danny. They immediately proceed to try and fix the harm done. Might actually use Ghost Stuff or FentonWork Shenigans in the attempt. If the lookalike is a superson, they're now pressed against their dad Superman and staring up at the strangers. Finds out both civilians mistook the two for each other.

And. Well. The two civilians did KNOCK OUT SUPERMAN AND THE LOOKALIKE.

it's chaos. glorious glorious chaos. onlookers are totally live streaming, taking photos and videos. someone might think to contact the JL bc uhhhhh hey. superman's boss might want to be made aware of this??? Danny is still reeling ove the fact that HE KNOCKED OUT SUPERMAN. WHEN JACK HIS DAD CAN TAKE IT WITHOUT A SWEAT????

evantually tho, Superman wakes up. Might actually be in the Fenton temp home (unless they moved bc GIW? idk, but where they're currently staying). There's fudge on the table beside Superman, along with an apology letter and explanation. Superman still has an concussion and can't fully read it so. just flops back down and stares at the ceiling. He's not used to feeling like this without kryptonite near. it's weird and could he think more, highly concerning.

The lookalike is also in the room tho. and catches Superman up to what happened and helps the best they can with the concussion. ('huh, this is what that feels like? hm. huh. he doesn't like it')

Danny and Jack meanwhile are getting ecto to speed heal (Jack's ability) the two they hurt, if necessary. Maddie, Jazz, Dani and Dan are also caught up on the situation. Jazz and Maddie are on their way to the poor victims of the day.

I also want the JL to evantually show up and just. sees a still concussed superman. and the lookalike just curled up beside him (no matter who it'd be, unless it'd be WILDLY out of character. but either out of comfort or out of need to protect and make sure nothing else happens).

Jack and Danny explains the situation to JL too. mentions the fact they greet each other by flipping the other over the shoulder. Someone asks to see it. Jack and Danny clears a space big enough or is like "okay. on the roof". Runs at each other, grabs around the wrist and whoever grabs first is the one to flip. Flipped gets up and returns the favour. Seeing this twink of a teen flip that tank of a man without effort.. Huh. Okay. Maybe that does explain a little bit more why SUPERMAN HAS A CONCUSSION. Superman would like everyone to be quieter please.

Maddie arrives with a portable red sun device (why does she have this? she heard it was superman and whipped it up on the spot. gotta help however she can and she knows from Danny loud noises are bothering! see? they're helping the heroes! don't mind the lab.). She enters, flips Danny over her shoulder before he jumps at her from the back with a tight squeeze as if attacking a robber before letting go. Maddie then completely ignores the JL, gives Jack a kiss on the cheek, and walks over to Superman like "Hello there, my name is Dr Maddie Fenton. I'm Danny's mother, who I understand knocked you out. I have made a portable red sun device for you, would you wish to use it. It would help with the sounds, but might slow down your healing. Do you understand?"

and Superman, hazy but clearer is like. "Can Lois come with me?" bc WHERES LOIS :(. Maddie smiles like "why yes of course. Danny darling will you find her while I set up the spare room?"

Danny leaves to find Lois (how? when he yelled for Dad earlier he felt a vague connection to everyone's soul. he simply follows that. Beside he can almost hear her worrying. yay for super hearing am I right?). Maddie and Jack fix up the spare room while the JL talks to Superman and the lookalike (lookalike if a superson is NOT leaving btw. if one of the batkids they're now hiding underneath Batman's cape. If Billy, he's just confused as to wtf is happening but sticks to whoever seems the best bet.)

Danny returns with Lois and Jazz, Jack picks up Superman (and the lookalike?) with a small warning (Superman.. isn't sure how to react to being the one carried like this. He isn't sure what to make out of most everything). Drops the two into the spare room and goes to get the fudge (it's Jack's way of apologising okay guys).

Lois goes after and sits close to Superman who finally seems to relax a bit bc Wow. Ow. Sounds Loud. here's safe though.

The JL wants to know why Maddie had a red sun device. She tells them she just made it on the way to help how she could, and really moving a lot, or being moved a lot, while concussed is not to recommend. So no secret space HQ. The JL wants to know how the FUCK they know about that. Danny says he's been visiting a couple of times and they never had a problem then (if he actually did or not is debatable).

idk how to end this actually. just want the Fenton Unhinged Chaos and being so obvious with the Liminiality and Ecto Contamination. All the gremlin freaks that makes JL go *oh no, there's another one. oh no the parents are worse* that vibe.

Maybe Ecto Contaminated food too? which attacks superman once he's finally healed back up (a few hours to two days. remember he got knocked out too, and stays mostly in the red room). Also he gets to keep the portable red sun device, Maddie reassures she can make another and gets how important hero work is! Danny chimes in with badly concealed info about also being a hero. And a LOT of apologies.

The JL are so fucking concerned guys. Fenton Fam is Mad Scientist-ing and Cackles Manically as they dive into lab work. (They... might or might not have taken over one of Lex's abandoned old labs. they're resourceful! this will do perfectly! The Fenton Family will never abandon their roots; OSHA VIOLATED SCIENCE!!! especially now that they all got Ghost Obsessions. btw, Danny, will you go get the kids? Jazz, be a darling and get the Ecto? great!)

Miraculous Ladybug - Kill Them with Kindness

So…Miraculous Ladybug has been disappointing for quite some time now.  I can barely even watch the show any more.  What started as a fun, sweet cartoon with a great premise has been all but run into the ground by bad writing, erratic characterisation, and very lazy setups.  As such I’ve mostly been inhabiting the salt fic corner of the fandom, since their out of character scripts and personalities are at the very least, intentional.

However, after reading many, many ‘Marinette-snaps’ regarding Lila’s lies, I wondered how I would have written Marinette handling the situation. For me, I think it would involve slightly less salt, more spite, and a whole lot of petty vengeance on Marinette’s part as their ‘Everyday Ladybug,’ without turning the class into an obsessive anti-Marinette-mob.  

This sort of ended up part fic/part summary, so apologies for that…

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YES YES YES. THIS. I LOVE WHEN THEY HAVE TO GROVEL. WHEB THEY HAVE TO PLEAD. I LOVE TIME-TRAVEL MANHWAS FOR THIS EXACT REASON

As someone who is convinced that everyone is always mad at me for the smallest slights and secretly hate me, there is nothing more satisfying than the "misassigned blame"/ "misunderstanding" trope when it's done right

I don't want misunderstandings based on romance drama. I want to see everyone assuming Character has done (terrible thing) and acting according, only to realise Character is ACTUALLY the real victim in this situation and has never done anything wrong ever and actually deserves all the love and kindness in the world and now they need to go and apologise/ grovel for treating Character coldly. Everyone collectively deciding Character is free of blame and actually so strong for withstanding so much and needs to be showered with love/ care?? That's the real wish fulfilment, babey !!

See, it’s not his fault about this whole situation; he’d been incredibly upfront about it from the start, and it’s really, truly not his fault if the Justice League simply couldn’t listen.

That was a terrible way to start that off, and Billy backtracked.

What he’d meant to say was that he was extremely, explicitly clear in what he’d said when he’d first joined up. Considering the fact that one of the founding members was Batman, a world renowned detective, and another was Superman, someone who could hear anything in the world, he decided to just—out himself as it were. Get ahead of the jump. Lay all his cards on the table. You get it, don’t you?

And now here he was, a few years later listening to them bickering. He didn’t even remember what had started this up, but knew that the turning point was Wonder Woman—Diana, she asked to him to call her Diana—freezing up and looking at him in shock before breathing out,

“You’re a child.”

Well—yes? Wasn’t that something he’d told them from the start. He’d literally told them,

“I’m twelve.”

Sure, he was in his Captain Marvel form, but that didn’t detract from the fact that he had in fact told them.

Green Lantern—Hal, not Guy—looked at him in betrayal. “I cannot believe you!”

He didn’t have much to say to that except confusion.

“Uh—why? I literally told you this when I joined? I don’t understand why you guys are making such a big deal out of this.”

“We thought you’d been on the superhero scene for twelve years! Not that you were actually twelve!”

Ohhhh. Yeah, that made sense.

Billy Batson but he was incredibly upfront about his real age from the beginning, people just misinterpreted that as how long he's been a hero. This is funny only because it puts him as the most experienced hero in the League and people are mad about it

Lay Me to Rest- DCxDP Prompt

Warning: Blood and gore

There has been a series of murders across the country. Each death was varied and self-inflicted. At first, they all seemed like suicide but each had a strange range of symptoms before death.

Sudden paranoia, incoherent mumbling, screaming or yelling, going in and out of their homes sporadically, random fixations, and finally self-harm.

The victims were teachers, parents, businessmen, truckers, and even a crime novelist. All unrelated and in different states.

Each victim didn't seem to have a connection until an investigation discovered that each one had been an active serial killer. The body counts ranged from as little as 5 to as much as 23. The killer was named the Serial Serial Killer which wasn't creative but it was catchy. Some called them the Angel of Vengeance but most thought it was cringy and overdramatic. Many people didn't want them to be caught but others hotly debated letting a killer dispense justice when their crusade could easily turn into them killing people for innocuous things.

The police were still questioning whether this killer even existed. One thing was clear, there was a trail and it led straight to Gotham. A goldmine for them. Naturally, Batman had gotten a hold on the case and began an investigation.

The biggest question was how the killer found their victims and how they knew that they were killers.

The answer was obvious. They didn't need to figure it out. They just needed to wait. Why just in the effort to investigate when a serial killer tries to convince you to leave with them? So bars are the obvious place. But that's shaky at best since there is a period of torment that takes place that allows the victims to return home. The killer doesn't care if the victims could call the police, perhaps because they know their victim won't.

Bruce started to build a profile. He saw a pattern here. Each of the victims had a preference for their victims as well. They targeted young people, mainly boys. Odds are the Serial Serial Killer matched that description or age range. So bars weren't the hunting ground. So parks were more likely to go unnoticed and boys tended to hang out there longer after dark.

The killer was more than likely a victim himself so he may have a few scars but probably not noticeable enough that his would-be assailants would be turned off. There is no ignoring the predatory nature of the victims. Each killed children for gratification in some form. It's not that the boy is attractive but he probably has traits that the victims found attractive in children. So babyfaced, short, native, and polite.

There was much else Bruce could get. There was nothing concrete and he still didn't understand the method that was used. So far this was guesswork.

It wasn't until a few weeks later while he tracking another killer that he found his answer.

Dr.Kinder a Biologist by day and a killer who experiments on his victims at night had picked up a promising new lab rat a week ago. He had intended to slowly dissect the boy. He had gotten so used to the screams he stopped using anesthetics besides he wanted to see how the fear response caused the organs to shift.

To his surprise the boy didn't fight, in fact he seemed to jump to the table and say he didn't need restraints. Disturbing. But he was restrained anyways.

As the doctor cut him open the boy didn't react, only humming to himself as he watched the doctor.

"What are you hoping to find?" He asked. "I'm getting bored and this bearly hurts."

The boy annoyingly never stopped talking and never missed a chance to ruin the moment. There were never any screams or cries but incessant talking.

Dr.Kinder found the boy disturbing so he simply took an axe and chopped the boy into pieces. Not once did he make a sound. The doctor thought it was over but the next day the boy was back. He sat on the autopsy table kicking his feet in nothing but his bare skin.

"What the hell are you?" The doctor gasped in horror.

"I'm bored. Play with me again." The boy purred.

Bile crawled up his throat as the doctor restained this...thing again.

This time the boy spoke differently.

"You cut me up last time. Did you do that to the last boy. After you...you know." A sick grin spread across his cheeks.

The doctor cut open his neck this time and let him bleed out.

Everyday he came back and every day the doctor killed him until the time between his death got shorter and shorter. The days began to blur and he had no idea how long he had been doing this. But that thing kept talkimg to him.

Dr.Kinder stared down at his desk at the papers trying to think of anything but-

"I wonder what people would think about what you've done. You're a disgusting and depraved man doctor. Look at what you've done to me." The sing-song voice of that demon called out.

He could feel those blood-soaked arms wrapped around his neck.

He flinch as he pushed the thing away.

"Oh, are you going to beat me or stab me this time? Ooo, or are you going to put me through the woodchipper again?" The demon asked as the doctor wrapped his hands around his throat.

He just kept squeezing until the boy went limp. It never ends. The blood never goes away. It covered every surface of the room. Dripping, conjugating, and spreading into every corner. Whenever he turned his head he could see body parts spread across the room in the pools of blood he could they the faces of the others that he had killed. Each face wretched in agony.

"You hold on better than the others. I've been eaten, torched, and disemboweled before but after coming back a few times they usually end it after a few words. But every time they don't feel guilt. They just don't want to face consequences." The boy said. "Do you even remember my name? The one I told you when you picked me up on the side of the road or was I just another body to use and discard? I used the name of your first victim. I hoped you'd notice."

The doctor knew he couldn't kill the boy but he could end himself. He had tried it once but just like the kid he came back without a scratch.

"Not yet. This is your life now. Come on, let's taste death together. Again and again and again and again and-" he repeated over and over.

This was hell. This was his hell.

But it came to an end eventually. Dr.Kinder put an end to himself in a gruesome display.

Batman had only caught the tail end as he faced a young boy standing an a pool of blood.

****

"Yeah, that thing is like a worse version of a revenant. Doesn't really have a name yet to describe it. It's undead for sure. You kill it and it just comes back." Constantine said "Why did you bring it here?"

After a long bath and some new clothes, the kid looked normal as played on a phone given to him.

"Look, I didn't know what else to do." Bruce explained.

"You leave it alone!" Constantine said exasperated "Look they are harmless to anything they don't bear a grudge towards. Think of it as a force of nature." Constantine said.

"I just want to know how to stop him." Bruce said.

"Well you can't kill it but you can't bring him back entirely. You can just soothe it 'till it stops targeting its victims. It must have died pretty gruesomely to go to these lengths. You need to find where it died and lay it to rest. Properly." Constantine sighed knowing that appeasing this soul would be more than just difficult.

"Danny, come on. Let's go." Bruced said putting a hand on the boy's head as Danny stood up to leave.

"Okay. Bye!" Danny waved to Constantine.

Like Conner, Danny was a clone of Superman. However unlike Conner, Danny was not designed to replace him. Instead he was created as a test dummy. Day in and day out, he was subjected to various injections, toxins and experiments. All for the purpose of one day using them on the real deal. Danny quickly lost track of the days and the pain as he slipped into mental oblivion. That is until one day, his brother comes busting through a wall.

After moving to Gotham and having to deal with a stressful job, Danny has started taking walks around the city as a way to destress.

Since he knows that he could get mugged, he just becomes intangible and invisible while listening to some loud music on his phone.

Unfortunately for him, his control on his Invisibility keeps slipping when he gets lost in his music, and the people of Gotham keep seeing a semi-translucent ghost man walking around at night aimlessly.

Some thugs think it’s just a meta with invisibility and try to mug him, but pass right through and he disappears completely. This convinces them that he is a ghost, since having both invisibility, and intangibility would be too big a coincidence. Not to mention he never reacts to them whatsoever.

The Bat’s get word that a Ghost has been stalking the streets of Gotham, and he looks scarily like Bruce Wayne from the little they have been able to see from him. Now Batman thinks his dad may have come back as a ghost.

Danny is oblivious to all of this. He just likes his nightly strolls.

Hiiii!!! Ok so people were helpful with my last “find this post!” post I did so here’s another one T-T

It was a series of posts

It was about how Danny was able to get a bunch of stuff and the bats were really confused

He got a ladder for Jason for a fire

Built a cell tower signal thing

Got an oxygen mask for Tim

and had a crush on Cass

Please help me find it !!!!!!

I was today years old when I learned that when you type “otp: true” in AO3 search results it filters out fics with additional ships, leaving only the fics where your otp is the main ship