#Justice Is Dead

[verycleverboy]

Retired federal judge (and George W. Bush appointee) John E. Jones III spoke to The Conversation about the dangerous precedent of Donald Trump's 1,300 pardons for participants in the January 6th riots, an act of mob violence that one branch of the federal government directed against another that drove several law enforcement officers to kill themselves afterwards. Or, as the newly sworn-in 47th President of the United States described it, "a beautiful day."

"Taking deterrence first, imagine you are an individual who believes that taking the law into your own hands and attempting to interfere with the business of government is the right way to proceed when you disagree with the result. The message that blanket pardons or commutations sends is essentially: You can get away with those actions without penalty, because your benefactor is going to save you in the end. "Respect for the law is another aspect. What I’m hearing from a number of incarcerated folks who say they expect to be pardoned or have their sentences commuted is that they don’t believe they’ve done anything wrong. Might those same individuals engage in similar behavior at another time, thinking that they can do that with impunity? "I think Trump is going to make these people into martyrs and heroes, and to my mind, that flies in the face of the facts of these cases."

Welcome back to the dark ages, by the way.

[reynard61]

It will take decades to undo the damage they inflicted on the Constitution and the rule of law.

That assumes that the damage can be undone *AT ALL!!!*

(Let's just say that I'm *not* optimistic. 😒 )

[krisptoaster]

Just your regular everyday interactions between @fandomshmandom69(Ourple) and I(Yellr):

[resvarie]

inevitable anders dragon age qifrey wha cover redraw

[everwalldigan]

(Dick coming to collect Jason after he’s been “wrongfully” captured by the justice league while Batman is off world:)

Dick: Listen, Hood might be a criminal, but he’s one of Gotham’s. And he’s my brother.

JL: he killed 80 people in two days.

Dick: …he’s adopted?

Jason, glaring while bound to a chair: SO ARE YOU???

[lotus-pear]

bugs when you lift up a rock

[kmac4him1st]

You do have to wonder... where is all the money coming from???? Who is funding this 34 counts of bull shit where not even one law was broken, where the FEC FEDERAL... not state did not want to prosecute it... where the court room was so biased against the truth, did not even let the Defense have the witnesses that would have totally cleared up this travesty of justice.

[chubby-p1nk]

I got excited by so many people seeing my last post ( 〃．．)

Soooo here's another one that I did some days ago.

AND YES, TIM HAS A RESTING BITCH DEFAULT FACE, EEEEPP

(Two of them can fly. Will they? Who knows- And THATS core 4 for me)

[zhelin-thames]

Fuck off Satan

inspired by this post

Danny Phantom, the Ghost King and part-time Justice League member, stood in the Watchtower briefing room, arms crossed and very much trying to look professional. The meeting had been dragging on, and his phone had already buzzed twice, much to Batman’s annoyance.

The third time, it started vibrating again, drawing glares from the Dark Knight and a few raised eyebrows from other Leaguers.

"Phantom," Batman said, his voice a growl.

Danny sighed, pulling out his phone. "Yeah, yeah, I know. Ghost King business doesn’t wait. Let me just—" He hit the answer button with a sharp jab.

"What?!" Danny snapped, glaring at the screen.

The room fell silent. They hadn’t seen Phantom lose his temper like this before.

On the other end, a smooth, deep voice oozed through the speaker.

"Respectfully, my liege, I ask that you reconsider my proposal on—"

Danny cut him off mid-sentence. "Not today, Satan." With an exasperated sigh, he ended the call and pocketed the phone without another thought.

The reaction was immediate. Superman chuckled, Green Lantern grinned, and Flash burst into laughter. Even Wonder Woman's lips twitched upward.

"Nice," Hal said, giving Phantom a thumbs-up. "Solid delivery."

Danny waved it off. "What can I say? He’s persistent, and I’ve got no time for his nonsense today."

But not everyone was laughing. Constantine sat ramrod straight, pale as a sheet, his cigarette dangling precariously from his lips.

"Danny," Constantine croaked, his voice barely above a whisper. "Was that the Satan? Like... Lucifer Morningstar Satan?"

Danny blinked, tilting his head. "Uh, yeah? Who else would it be? Dude’s been pestering me about a territorial dispute with the Infinite Realms for weeks."

The entire room went quiet again, and all eyes turned to Constantine. The seasoned warlock looked like he might pass out on the spot.

"You just hung up on the actual Devil," Constantine hissed, his British accent thick with disbelief.

Danny shrugged. "Yeah, and? He’s one of my subjects. I’m the Ghost King. I outrank him. If he wants to whine about his little hellish boundaries, he can take a number."

Constantine’s eyes darted around the room, desperately seeking someone to share in his existential terror, but the rest of the League didn’t seem to grasp the gravity of what just happened.

"You outrank..." Constantine trailed off, rubbing his temples. "Bloody hell, kid, you don’t just hang up on Lucifer!"

Danny smirked, leaning casually against the wall. "Oh, I do. And I’ll do it again if he calls during League meetings. I’ve got enough on my plate without playing arbiter for Hell’s bureaucracy."

Clark patted Constantine on the shoulder. "Relax, John. Sounds like Danny has it under control."

John groaned. "We’re all doomed."

Danny, unfazed, pulled out his phone again and started texting. "Now, if we’re done freaking out, can we get back to the meeting? Or do I need to block Satan’s number to make that happen?"

The League collectively laughed, except for Constantine, who was muttering something about needing stronger wards and a drink.

[dcxdpdabbles]

Tim: Mistakes have been made.

Kon: Oh boy, what is it this time?

Tim: I may or may not have sold my soul to the Prince of the Dead.

Bart: Well....even I didn't see that coming.

Cassie: You did WHAT!?

Tim: It was an accident! I was minding my own business-

Kon: You LIE!

Tim: Okay, so I was minding someone else's business after noticing how suspicious his amount of contact with Gotham ghosts was.

Gerta: Um, hello? I'm floating right here.

Tim: Yes, I mean no offense, but you're the reason I can see ghosts. The more exposure someone has to the paranormal, the more they are likely to perceive it. That's why it's unusual for a regular civilian to be so involved with them.

Gerta: Alright, I'll let it slide, but you're on thin ice.

Tim: Anyway, I followed him for a few weeks to see if he was up to something or was just really spiritual. All the guy did was go to work, the gym, and on walks to do errands. He purposely greeted every ghost he came across, even ones too weak for me to see. I was just about to stop my recon on him when a portal suddenly opened and a ghost yeti abducted him!

Bart: A ghost yeti? Why does that sound so familiar?

Tim: I, of course, followed them with the intent to rescue the guy when he turned into a ghost himself! Two bright rings of light and then bam! Ghost Prince, flouting over a shining gold circle of runes.

Cassie: Oh gods. You followed Daniel Fenton, didn't you?

Tim nodding sadly: Yeah.

Cassie: And you fell inside the Circle of Marriage, didn't you?

Tim nodding even sadder: Yeah....

Cassie: Why are you like this?

Kon: Circle of Marriage? What is that?

Gerta: Well, not all ghosts are created from a living soul. It's actually really rare for that to happen. Most are born in a neutral zone called the Infinite Realms, and various customs and cultures bloom from there. The Circle of Marriage is one of them, where basically when a ghost comes of age, they stand in that circle and it calls their fated soul mate. It doesn't always work, but when it does, the ghosts are considered married for all eternity because their souls are given to the other party as part of the ritual. All they have to do is be able to pass the runes, and it's a sealed deal.

Tim: Yeah, that sums it up. Anyway, you're all invited to my bachelor party.

Kon/Bart: Alright! Party at Tim's!

Cassie: What!? No!? We do not celebrate losing our souls!

[c1nnam00n]

how it feels trying to find a fanfic/imagine about a fandom that’s dead and dry

[honeyjynxxed]

DeadTired Draft

"You're very good at pretending to be a shadow."

Tim's voice shook Danny from his quiet note taking and he looked up at his study partner with furrowed brows and confusion on his face. "I'm sorry?" It was as much a question as it was an apology which meant it was neither really.

Electric blue eyes pinned him in place, and Tim looked at Danny as if he had just said the sky was green. "If I had not been partnered with you in our ecology class I wouldn't know you exist. No one at this school knows you exist besides the staff and even then you're a name to a face to a grade. Nothing else. You're very good at pretending to be a shadow, a bodiless thing gliding along the edges of society."

Danny bit his lip slightly, mulling these words over. Tim was right of course, he never allowed himself to make waves, he stuck to the background of any place he was in, and really he was surprised that he wasn't more noticeable with how often Tim Drake-Wayne was his study partner. "I guess...I've never really like attention anyway. Why, you stalking me, Drake?" He raised a brow at the other boy, attempting to hide his confusion behind snark. He hardly ever used Tim's last name, either of them, but this seemed like an appropriate time to do so.

"Hiding something, Nightingale?" Tim snarked back but there was a bit of genuine questioning under his tone that had Danny tensing up in his sit, gripping his pencil a little too tightly in his left hand. "I can only contact you through your student email, you don't have a phone number or a phone period as far as I can tell, you have a laptop that barely works and seemingly requires a blood sacrifice to do the most basic of tasks. You live on campus but you never let me see your dorm, you never agree to meet me anywhere but the library on campus and I just-" He lets out a heavy sigh and runs his hands through his hair and suddenly Danny is a lot less tense in his seat. When Tim's eyes settle on him again there's genuine concern there and it breaks his heart. "I am worried. Daniel Nightingale doesn't exist outside of this college and it makes me think you're running from something or someone. If that isn't the cause then by all means please tell me I'm overstepping but Danny..." Tim reaches across the table that separates them and grabs at his free hand. "If you need help I'm here, ok?"

And oh...oh Danny's core positively sings in his chest at the admission. Protection was a major obsession for Danny and the way Tim talked, the way he explained his thought process, it made Danny feel warm and fuzzy inside despite the permanent chill in his body. Tim wanted to protect him and wasn't that so sweet? "I-" Danny stuttered before a sad smile was spreading across his lips and he gave the boy's hand a gentle squeeze. "I appreciate that but unless you have a way to somehow get an entire government organization disbanded and legislature revoked then I'm afraid this is out of your ballpark."

And really, Danny should've known better than to open his fat mouth. He should've known that the Fenton luck would bite him in the ass with his first real friend since Sam and Tucker. Tim may have dropped the conversation after that but by no means had he dropped the topic entirely. No instead apparently he had somehow gotten into contact with the Justice League because less than two weeks later Batman, Red Robin, Superman, and John Constantine of all people were waiting for him inside his dorm when he got back from a late night of studying.

What.

The.

Fuck.

[reynard61]

Even when we "win", we lose... 🙄😒

[akemi2003]

Fic prompt #13

Dpxdc

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

[nightshade962]

So i came up with another dcxdp tim/danny prompt

The young justice and team Phantom meet. Maybe they ran into each other on their missions and became friends. They are both chaos, whether it be time travel or inter galatical space travel. No one outside of these to groups knows this.

The Justice League start to learn how unhinged the yj are. They start to hear about team Phantom. JL come to the conclusion team Phantom is like the jl dark to yj but hey have more connections see as who danny is.

Choas ensues. The batfam learn that tim is dating the leader of team Phantom. Tim rubs it in his siblings' faces that he not only pulled a king but an ancient where as far they know is a god of Gods. Team Phantom is not giving straight answers to anything. Danny is just loving how his obsessive dork is gloating.

That's all I can think of at the moment. Feel free to add.

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC Glass Coffin

Weirder shit has happened in DC universe, but hear me out, Young Justice finds a glass coffin with Danny sleeping inside it. Maybe it's in some ancient tomb and hidden away for centuries, maybe it's in some villain's private collection of artifacts, maybe it's in some museum in plain sight.

And then Kon hears a heartbeat from it.

(I'm going with the version of YJ that is Kon, Tim, Cassie, and Bart here, fyi)

Assuming they didn't come to wherever they found the coffin just for the sake of it, they, as the responsible teenagers they are, finish their business first and take it to Mount Justice later to figure out what the fuck. Meanwhile, Danny is sleeping peacefully like a princess, all up in his King garb, with the Crown of stars, cape of night sky, and whatever else pretty stuff you want him to have. Point is, he looks majestic.

Tim looks up the records for the coffin. The files say it's hundreds of years old, and no one has been able to open it yet. The boy inside is stated to be either a statue or some kind of really well-preserved corpse - no amount of scanning registered any signs of life, so it was treated like a piece of art for the most part.

Yet, Con is absolutely positive he heard a heartbeat inside. What's more, he can still hear it now. It's impossibly slow but still recognizable.

Cassie finds a whole lot of legends about it, most of them speaking of 'only those from the other side can open the casket', and there are no clarifications to what kind of other side they are all talking about.

Of course, they all try. Because this is some kind of Snow White or Sleeping Beauty shit, and besides, none of them even think they would be able to open it anyway. And, sure, as soon as they are done having fun with it, they will report to the JL about their finding. Maybe the magic users will know something about the weird Sleeping Prince. They even go as far as to reason with the casket, loudly proclaiming where they are from, because they all come from very different 'sides'.

Bart goes first, explaining how he is from the future. The casket doesn't budge. Cassie goes next, stating herself as Themyskirian, but to no avail. Kon is next, with his half-Kryptonian heritage, but the glass coffin doesn't accept him as worthy either.

And then it's Tim's turn. And somehow, he flips the glass lid open with no effort at all.

A moment of silence follows, all the YJ members frozen in place, waiting for anything to happen, but the boy inside keeps just laying there, unmoving and with his eyes closed. Then Cassie makes a joke about kissing the princess to wake her up, and all of them start arguing on ethics and stuff because why is Robin the one that has to do the kissing, do you have any idea where that boy has been? Fuck off, you kiss him if you want it, and also, do you really want him to wake up, what if he is some kind of villain or an evil spirit, or-

"Which one of you assholes is dead enough to wake me up from my nap?"

And that's as far as I got with this idea. Maybe Danny was put into some magic sleep, maybe it was Clockwork's time shenanigans, maybe someone locked him inside and he decided to sleep it off, maybe he is there on his own volition, taking a vacation from Kingly duties.

I'm just having this vision of eternally beautiful Danny in a glass (oh, maybe it's not glass, maybe it's ice) coffin, and the YJ arguing over it. There's also Dead Tired potential here, because I love them, yes.