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This is Denny the Phantom and this is Danno the Phantom and this is Davito da Phantom. And this is Dani the Phantom. She come out a little wrong, but she is so cute. I just can’t.

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Fic prompt #13

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Danny Phantom become a hero full-time. He joined the Justice League after they help him with the eradication of the GIW and it was amazing, he had a wage, a room in their base, new circle of friends (heroes one).

He had never been happier, even without the support of his parents this feels like paradise in comparison at the beginning of his career.

He loved helping people and with his power, no one ever died under his watch

In the middle of his euforia he didn't realize the impact that his success had on his public image

or more concerning, on the teenagers

He was the emboidement of what every hero should be or wanted to be and this inspired the creation of thousand of fanfic write about him, where he got shipped with practically every heroes

The old generation don't really read that kind of content, or even if they do, kinda ignore the ships with the youngest for their sanity

The more young generation (that included, his new circle of friends), couldn't stop reading

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The head operatives of the GIW create a secure message chat to discuss the future plans after having successfully capturing the menace Phantom… not realizing they added reporter of the Daily Planet Clark Kent to the group chat.

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All Seeing

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Bruce Wayne had been many things in his life: billionaire, businessman, vigilante, father. But a long-lost uncle? That was a new one.

The SOS from a small town in Illinois had sent him racing against time, but he had been too late. An accident had taken the lives of an unknown distant cousin and their entire family—except for one. The sole survivor was a boy named Danny, left blind from the incident. When Bruce had arrived, he saw no other option but to take him in, to give him the support he needed.

Months passed, and Danny quickly found a place within the Wayne family. He was kind, gentle, and an overall bright presence in the manor. But grief had its way of clinging to people, and Danny was no exception. He had his sad days, times when he retreated into himself and let silence be his shield. Even so, the Batfamily took to him, each in their own way.

There was just one thing about him that none of them could ignore: he gives out cryptic warnings.

It had started small. He would mention the weather, and it would turn exactly as he said. He would casually hand someone an item—a band aid, an extra set of gloves, a lucky charm—and say, "Be careful." And without fail, later that day, they would end up needing it. It might have been coincidences at first, but the pattern grew undeniable.

Danny could see the future. Or, at least, something close to it.

The family, skeptics that they were, had tried to prove otherwise. They set up small tests, all of which Danny passed without even realizing he was being tested. Eventually, they stopped trying to disprove it and started trying to understand it instead. Bruce, being Bruce, documented everything. Tim, ever the investigator, compiled data. Damian remained skeptical but watched his cousin with a hawk’s eye.

Then Danny was kidnapped.

It had been a random act—a desperate group of criminals seeking to ransom Bruce Wayne’s newest ward. They had no idea what they had walked into. The moment Danny went missing, the Batfamily mobilized. It was Red Robin who found him first.

Tim had worked swiftly, dismantling the criminals with precision, tying them up before they even had a chance to process what was happening. He had moved quietly, intent on assessing Danny’s condition before alerting the others. But before he could even speak, Danny, bound and blindfolded, tilted his head slightly and murmured, "...Tim?"

Tim froze.

It wasn’t a confident statement; it was uncertain, questioning. But Danny, who should have had no way of knowing, knows.

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My NSFW Catgirls zine.

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yay!

Making a new star angel~

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Justice League hotline DPxDC

Jazz paused in her studying and turned her attention to the news she had idelly playing for background noise. She had gotten into the habit ever since Phantom and her parent’s ghost fighting started becoming a regular part of the local broadcast. Though it tore another piece of her heart out every time she saw them shoot phantom and threaten to destroy him molecule by molecule. Now that she knew Phantom was Danny she wondered how they didn’t see.

But that wasn’t what caught her attention today. Instead it was the group of super heroes that had stopped that alien invasion last month. And hadn’t that been interesting. She had been hearing rumors and conspiracies for years about vigilantes fighting crime in other cities around the world, but the video footage from the thwarted invasion was the first time anyone had really seen any of them. Well except for Superman, but he had always been really open about helping people. The fighting had been so heavy the heroes hadn’t the luxury of stealth. And now the eight oddly dressed people were on TV announcing they were forming a group to better help protect the earth’s people.

They had just finished setting up their base and have made a telephone hotline people could call and report any suspected activity of supervillains or mad scientist. The tv then showed several examples from Gotham and Metropolis’ more notable criminals.

As Jazz watched the video montage of heroes taking down different rogues a knot started to form in her stomach at how familiar it all looked. Then suddenly the local news cut the national broadcast to show yet another fight between Phantom and one of the ghosts, with her parents catching up. Shooting and shouting at both the glowing specters. A shot aimed at phantom was dodged and hit the other ghost instead. Danny was quick to suck it into the thermos and flee. The local reporter couldn’t keep up but knew the event was over with how fast Phantom flew away.

The broadcast changed back to national news. At the bottom of the screen the Justice league hotline number was still displayed. Jazz hesitates a moment wondering if this was really the right thing to do, but ultimately begins to dial anyway.

“Hello, Justice League? I think my parents may be mad scientist.”

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nothing funnier to me than when AI does math wrong. like I get why it happens, it's a language model that's treating the numbers you feed it as words rather than integers and then giving you an answer based on how those words typically appear in a block of text instead of actually performing a calculation. but the one thing computers are genuinely incredible at. you fucked up a perfectly good calculator is what you did, look at it it's got hallucinations

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hey guys i'm going to the store can u make sure nothing happens to my chocolate milk

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fights I would pay to see: sigmund “everyone is attracted to someone” freud vs John “sexual desire is evil and cereal can and will fix it” Kellogg

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I dont fuckin knows!!!!!!!!

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Hi. You can’t leave.

I might be a ShadAmy shipper too. The fanart is getting me.

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