Danny's Rogues Have Been Spreading A Little Misinformation.

Alrighty! Credit where credit is due; This is @linkeduniverse 's art with a link to the original piece, and this whole thing was originally @triforce-of-mischief 's idea, listing which items belonged to which Link, etc etc. SO! if u like this, a good chunk of the inspiration came from her, so show them some love loll

I also made a spreadsheet- https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1MDGRXQAUfzvoCEysxkM7cV831yj9QvbTyyiS9DX_mCc/

I'm gonna go celebrate NewYear's now jfkldsjfklsds

edit! thank you @crystal-dragon-of-dreams for the extra assistance!! You're the best, ty for all the suggestions! (you're looking at version 2 of this image! here's a link to the old image :D

Short DPXDC Prompts #819

Jason keeps seeing this strange creature with glowing eyes in his dreams. Whatever this eldritch horror creature is.. They seem to notice he is there too. The interactions he has with this angelic horror mass with eyes as bright as the batsignal are few and far between but they seem strangely human. 

Danny keeps seeing this small human who has an infected core in his dreams. All he wants to do is help. He thinks that his True Form is scaring the guy.

Dick, exhausted Eldest Daughter, in desperate need of time alone: *looks out of his apartment’s window*

His feral younger siblings:

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Oh, your art is so lovely that it's hard to think of just one request! The first one that came to mind was Time and Wild bonding over epona's song? I'm sure Wild would hum it after hearing Kass play it so often at the stables and tip Time off that he knows it

I don't think Wild is related to Time and Twi, but it's a valid question if Epona's Song is something that's passed down in the family.

I... Cannot stop

Three more of the same series :

Legend

Hyrule

Twilight

It will take some time before I post the three last, they are still rough WIPs at best

<First part | Second part | Third part>

Despite Danny's best efforts, no matter how much time past, Amity Park refused to see Phantom as a hero.

Sure, there were pockets of support, particularly among teens, but most of the town blames Phantom for the property damage, saying if he didn't fight the ghosts then it wouldn't be so bad, to that time he got mind controlled by Freakshow and "attacked" the mayor. It wears him down. It wears Tucker and Sam down. Jazz can only try to support them all.

Then one day, a member of the Justice League visits. Someone minor, and kinda a jerk... maybe a Wonder Twin? Zan? Whatever. They don't investigate; they don't look deeper. They listen to the town folks and declare the ghost hunters, Red Huntress and the Fentons, to be the official heroes of the town.

Worse? Danny Phantom is officially considered a villain to the Justice League. Tuck hacks into the Watchtower and confirms that they have a file (a heavily inaccurate file) about how to defeat Phantom.

Danny doesn't think he can do this anymore.

A few weeks later, a young villain escapes into Amity and demands (begs) that Danny help them escape from the hero after them. No idea who, I can't find a lot of info on teen villains in DC, so let's fudge some ages and make it Kyd Wyckyd from the Teen Titans cartoon. Danny agrees, because to hell with the Justice Losers, and they defeat the hero, becoming friends in the process. Kyd confesses that they became a villain after being ostracized bc of how they look, and they've been trying to avoid villain organizations because HIVE was abusive, but it's really hard to be a villain alone bc of all the heroes.

Sam gets an idea. Tucker agrees with the idea. Jazz is just happy they'll end up making friends.

The next day, the Teen Villain Alliance is formed, ready to assist with any teenage illegal shenanigans their allies might get into.

Some notes:

It's created to be a healthier option for teen "villains" to connect with others and support each other.

It's more important that this is for Teens rather than Villains. They're tired of adult villains taking advantage of them. The TVA would rather ally with a teen vigilante than with an adult villain.

Again, no idea who the teen villains are, but Klarion is definitely here. He leaves the Light for the chaos of the TVA. Maybe Ember is there too?

Timeline wise, this is around when Tim is still Robin, but Damien has arrived at Wayne Manor.

This is because, when it comes time to try to infiltrate the TVA, they'll have a convenient child-assassin who has none of the monitors of a teen hero that Phantom immediately picks up on.

Damien, who at this point has been abandoned by his mother, dismissed and scolded by his father, and has had no success at carving his own place in the family, jumps at the chance. He is then surrounded by peers who don't insult him or try to change his behavior (too much; jazz is trying to help him find healthier methods of expressing himself). He... might not want to continue being a spy.

Danny, Sam, Tuck, and Jazz are the founding members.

Danny reinvents himself as the High Prince of the Infinite, Prince Phantom Dark. He got kingship from fighting Pariah Dark, but since he's still alive, he's only a prince. He steals the last name Dark as an intimidation tatic against those in the know; only Danny would have the balls to claim family with Pariah.

Sam works as a powerless villain, but she might no be powerless? Either way, Danny gives her a bunch of repurposed Fenton tech, and she buys the rest with her parents credit card. She does NOT care if that's traced back to the Mansons. She would choose something goth, maybe something spider related or even bat?

I love Pharaoh Tucker, so I think he should get magic powers? Since pharaohs of old were considered the balance between the real and the divine. He's still a tech guy, now he's a tech and magic guy.

Jazz isn't really a villain, more of a team mom who's planning on using everyone's psyche's as her thesis paper. You know what, that's her callsign, she's Psyche. Sometimes she flirts with Nightwing.

god gave me feet so i could run (and instead i stood and came undone)

a drabble inspired by @breannasfluff's eldritch wild series :)

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Smoke and ash and a burning, smoldering oil, like the scent of a gas lantern fills his nostrils. Mixed in is cold, dead coals and ice and the sharp needles of pine. A moonless night in a glade should be comforting, should be familiar, but it overwhelms him, fills him through and nearly guts him in its intensity, in its animosity.

Midna laughs under his feet, where his shadow moves without his consent. “Still scared of me, farmer boy?” she hisses in his mind.

“No,” he says out loud, because it doesn’t matter if he is. Because he can’t act like it because his shadow exists under all his clothes, because her needle-like teeth could sink into him and rip his throat out before he realizes--

“Good.” Another cackle follows the statement, ghostly fingers smoothing over his neck and leaving burned, crumbling flesh in their wake. “You Hylians never know who you should actually be scared of.”

It’s a long time before he understands her words. It’s a long time before the ice-cold crackle of burning coals under his feet and the dripping weight of oil riding his back become familiar, welcome sensations. Before losing them feels like some part of his soul has been wrenched away and thrown into the ink-black sea that bore his friend.

It’s a long time before he stops expecting to feel the whisper she left behind.

It’s a long time before he feels something like it again.

The kid washes over him almost without warning. And at first, he jerks away, no longer used to the sensation of a fog rolling through and choking out his breath, of how the light of dusk is too little to see in but enough that you think you can, of dusty fingers leaving dirt in their wake and sharp teeth at his neck--

Everyone else tends to skitter away from Wild’s very being, and he doesn’t. Instead, he grabs the kid’s hand and imprints the memory of rotten bark and rain on dead leaves into his palm, into his being.

“Ain’t it funny,” he asks with a wink, “how Hylians ne’er know who ta be afraid of?”

Whispers and words churn behind him, the others wondering what he could mean, and he ignores them. Because the kid’s too-blue eyes flicker over his form before a grin breaks over his face like a piece of pottery cracking open, and the hand he holds grips him back like he’s the shadow Wild’s been looking for, too.

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A daily occurrence

Jason, English nerd, Todd: USE OXFORD COMMAS, CUNT!

Tim, I dropped out of high school I’ll do whatever the fuck I want, Drake: No.

Dick, I speak like 17 languages fluently and still refuse to follow or learn the grammar rules in this one, Grayson: a what?