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I am unsurprised this is on Bing, and surprised someone still uses bing

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Hod damn it why do I have such sympathy for a fucking ring?????

Due to his unrelenting determination to keep his town safe, Danny is bestowed a green lantern ring. Which on one hand: Yay! He gets to explore space full time. But on the other hand: Ew! he's a space cop now.

He had to rectify this immediately or he would never hear the end of it from his ghost friends. Or his regular friends for that matter. Sayyy, it'd be a shame if he.... bent a few rules. Maybe even broke some of them every now and again. And it would surely be a tragedy if say.... random pranks started happening around Oa?

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DP x DC prompt - "Everyone knows cops aren't real"

Listen - I know that in DP that cops exists and that the Amity Park Police are a thing...

BUT!

Hear me out...

I like to imagine that Amity Park exists in a little bubble where virtually no crime existed before the Ghost Portal incident

So although some elder folks (who moved to Amity Park when they were very little) have some vague memories of law enforcement - 99.99% of the town don't know what cops/police are

[To be clear - the world outside of Amity Park functions normally and has cops/police]

[For some reason - whenever Amity Parkers leave Amity for vacation or otherwise - they alway somehow avoid any interaction with police]

[ALSO - Walker is a ghost, so Danny thinks that Walker made up the idea of police/law enforcement]

This becomes a problem when Danny (for whatever reason) ends up in the DC universe

Danny [after getting caught doing what others consider a crime but what Amity Park considers teenage fun]: Hahha very funny - everyone knows that cops aren't real

[INSERT DC character of choice]: Not funny kid...*trails off as he realizes Danny isn't joking*

Danny: O.O

[DC character of choice]: You...you do know that police are very much real, don't you? It's important to me that you know cops exist...

Danny: O.O

[DC character of choice]: *near tears*

What entails is a comedic montage of trying to convince this feral child that law enforcement is very much a real thing (the existence of vigilantes and superheroes does not help at all...

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reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something

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Love how you can look around and see so many things that make you think "damn there's a dumbass and a dumb fucking story behind that and I desperately want to know it."

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He is loved

Woolly the lamb

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We outlived the Queen of England, and we can and will outlive the geriatric white supremacist orange

you have to outlive donald trump

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It's the zombie apocalypse! Or, it's trying to be?

"Go to college!" Bruce had said, "You won't regret it!" he had promised, "Just go for one semester!" he had begged.

Well, as Tim watches the Chemistry lab across the hall become a horrifying chaotic mess of people turning into straight up zombies thanks to an experiment gone wrong, he hopes that Bruce realizes how wrong he was.

This?

Not worth it.

But the zombies...stop attacking?

They're all circling another student, staring intently and...trying to lick his hair.

Tim leans closer to the window in the door, ignoring his classmates behind him trying to pull him down to cover. They're overreacting; the door is locked and the zombies are no longer showing aggression, it's fine.

He instead focuses on the kid that's successfully stopped the zombie apocalypse by...becoming what appears to be a salt lick. For the zombies.

It's Daniel Fenton.

The kid hiding the fact that he's a meta.

They're in the same study group together, and it looks like Tim just found out what Danny's powers are; calming the undead.

Danny, however, just looks like he's on the verge of tears and exhausted.

Or; One of Danny's Chemistry classmates decides to go supervillain, and turns most of his Chemistry class into zombies. But halfas are only half alive, and register as...not prey, to zombies. More like something to investigate? Definitely not to bite, though. Danny, however, knows they're licking the ecto in his sweat. He also knows he can't be turned into a zombie. Ugh. Ew. So... Fine. So Danny is forced to stand, in his Chemistry lab, getting licked by the zombies of his ex classmates while the living ones escape and call for help.

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Yes you see my vision

Dash, now a Junior, has had a Realization. Fenton does not weigh nearly enough.

He was doing his usual thing, picking on the dweeb but toned down because he's Maturing With Age, when he decided to pick Fenton up. Just to make fun of him for being short, that was all.

But Fenton weighs practically nothing.

Fenton wriggled out of his grip and scurried away with his friends, but Dash couldn't stop thinking about how...concerning. That was.

Dash starts looking up nutrition.

Starts paying attention in Health Class.

Starts watching cooking channels to learn how to cook.

Starts making more food than he can eat, balanced nutritionally for Fenton, and sitting menacingly in front of the dweeb until said dweeb ate the whole thing.

Starts stalking up behind Fenton and shoving snacks into his backpack, with whispered threats against his wellbeing if he didn't eat them.

Dash, over the course of his Junior year, becomes the school's most terrifying fitness coach the student body have ever seen.

And he charges everyone for his services; except Fenton.

He's decided forcing Fenton to be healthy is his new, socially acceptable way of bullying him.

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See if this was me, I would immediately throw out self-preservation and flip off the sun until the patch went away

Ghosts Tell Me

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Ghosts gather near the place where something bad is going to happen,

Danny with his ghost sense tends to notice before anyone else and tends to react outwardly before the danger even happens, gaining a reputation of seeing the future,

Ghosts also tell Danny things, causing Danny to know more about situations and the people around him, it comes of as suspicious.

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Danny pulling away a snack from his coworker: "Careful your allergic to these ingredients!"

Coworker: "How the hell...I've never mentioned that to anyone."

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Danny on a phone call with his friends while doing his nightly walks in Gotham: "Yeah so apparently the second Robin who is now Red Hood has very personal beef with the clown here cuz he got killed by him after being sold out by his bio mom, which really sucks for the poor guy."

Oracle who has been keeping an Eye on Danny cuz he's very suspicious from an outsiders pov: "Hey B, I think we have a problem."

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Danny notices that the ghost in Gotham tends to gather where something bad is going to happen, the more they are the worse the situation will be: *glowing smoke leaves from his mouth* "Yikes! Very bad vibes here, nope!"

Gothamites who at this point recognize him and know the drill and quickly pack up their things to leave:

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Just an Idea

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"if you ship this thing it's because you're too naïve to understand that it's toxic and that you wouldn't like a relationship like this" actually it's because I see one of them as a mentos drop and the other as a bottle of coke zero and I want to watch the mess they'll be together

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Mother!!!! Mom!!!! Mom is here, I found my discord mom yippee!!!!

Love you momma <3<3

Hi doveling, love you too ♡♡♡

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Also me.

Tag yourself I'm the whale

So are you @centuryberry

You know who you are

but for everyone else btw it was @razzbberry

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There is only one cafe in Gotham Tim can go to that is willing to make his unholy caffeine monstrosity without fuss. He doesn’t get this drink daily, just when he knows he needs the extra boost to complete stuff early and crash by lunch.

Still, as the barista called out the drink (not his name, the drink because if Tim’s going to order this, they are absolutely going to publicly shame him) Tim isn’t the only person who approaches the counter.

The second hand reaching for the mug belongs to a taller black haired blue eyed college student who quite literally looks like death. He blinks slowly at Tim then the mug then back to Tim before the barista shoves a different cup into Danny’s hand.

“This one’s yours, Danny. You know I have to hand it to you to make sure some poor unfortunate soul doesn’t take it by mistake and have a heart attack.” She then turns to Tim who is looking confused and answers his unspoken question while forcing Tim’s drink into his hands “Danny has the same drink as you just double the espresso. The both of you are maniacs and everyday I wonder how you’re still alive.” She walks away leaving the two boys alone.

They stare at each other briefly before near identical grins adorned their face.

“Did we just become best friends?” Tim asks.

“I do believe we have!” Danny responds, leading the way to an empty table in the corner he’s already been occupying. “Danny Nightingale,” he introduced. Tim takes his outstretched hand.

“Timothy Drake-Wayne. Call me Tim.”

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Just for that last addition

I am become boop, the destroyer of worlds.