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gays see something with "vampire" in it and hit reblog

this is a reminder that

Reblog this if you had to learn cursive writing as a child

If you were ever told or were made to learn cursive writing when you were in grade school. I wanna see how many of you suffered like I did.

Throwing this up and leaving

Lamb

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Reblog this post to cast Crumb of Serotonin on whoever you reblogged it from

Lamb gets a little tipsy °-°

They're such a freak being into eldritch Nari (affectionate)

Not Superman's clone AU

When Lex took Clark's DNA to make a clone, none of his scientists could make it work.

Failure after failure after failure, until finally one of them went to an old lab they used to work at. It had been falling into ruin, mostly empty due to layoffs. The government agency that had been in charge of it had been long disbanded w/ the meta protections that had been signed into law.

So it was rather easy to get in; no one had bothered to cancel this scientists credentials.

There was a specimen, permanently asleep thanks to layers upon layers of security; the first metahumans ever recorded.

Phantom, Plasmius, and Phantasm.

They took Phantom's DNA, as he looked most like Superman, and snuck it back to Lex's labs, and it worked perfectly.

And thus, Conner was born/made.

Everyone used the altered report that the group of scientists made to say he was Superman's clone.

Until, after the dust has settled and Conner died and came back, he has another DNA test run.

His other donor is not Superman at all.

His other donor's information was under layer upon layer of high tech security, and breaking through them resulted in the American Government making baseless threats against the Justice League.

But with Oracle, Cyborg, and Red Robin's help, he found out who it was.

His real donor/father was deep underground, trapped in a lab, and unable to escape.

He leaks the information to the press, and suddenly everyone knows about the first metahumans and what happened to them. What was still happening to them. How most of the worlds insane advances in technology and medicine was due to human experimentation on them.

Now the American Government is trying to calm down the public, and claiming they had no idea what was going on.

Danny wakes up, disoriented, slumped in the arms of an extremely worried teenager that keeps calling him "dad".

His response, while waking up and confused?

"Alright, don't mind kids anyways. Ellie'll be thrilled."

He really does not expect the teen to burst into tears.

For the purpose of the AU, I was imagining Danny as in his mid thirties before he was tricked by the GIW and trapped.

The person I reblogged this from deserves to be happy

I tried to scroll past this. I really did

Danny: I think you'd get along well with Apollo.

Ember: Apollo.

Danny: Yeah, he's been complaining lately that there's so few ghosts with a passion for music which is such an odd thing considering how much music means to people.

Ember: Apollo the god.

Danny: Yeah, we have tea sometimes and he teaches me how to tend to certain injuries and illnesses.

Ember: Apollo the Greek god of the sun.

Danny: Uh huh, and music, and medicine and a bunch of other things I think. He needs a business card or something. I can introduce you.

Ember: To a god.

Danny: Yup.

Ember: Danny, lilbit, pipsqueak popstar, are you telling me you regularly have tea with a god?

Danny: I regularly have tea with the dude who watches over and I suspect fully controls time and space, a lady who turns into a dragon when frustrated, a yeti, a wolf who can rip through space with his claws and Pandora who is, might I add, of the Greek pantheon herself, why is a god that unbelievable?

Ember: ... Fair enough, I'm game.