#a prompt or au

[henryloverman]

What IF Stanley was the only person real all along, and the Narrator was just a voice in his head, this is my interpretation of this Au.

Stanley was a lonely man who worked at an office building, he will always work as he has nothing to do back at home, there was no one waiting for him after all, although he hated how boring and repetitive his job was, he had no other choice but to work either way.

So as a way to cope with his loneliness, he took the suggestion of his co-worker, Mariella, to try reading books as it might help him, he tried her suggestion and quickly became obsessed with reading, for the first in his life, he felt happy, so he spend all his free time and day offs to read more stories, there was a concept that go him hooked, the idea of a protagonist being self aware.

Stanley began to have so many ideas that he decided he should write a story, he thought of what the Story should be about, maybe it should be about him? That seems like a good idea, so he started working on his book. He will call it The Stanley Parable, when he continued writing his story, he couldn't help but feel like he isn't exactly the one writing the story, he felt that he was the protagonist, but who was the Narrator? He couldn't help but ask, no one had answered him.

Stanley wrote his story for a very long time, making sure that every plot hole will be fixed, although he is still unsure if he actually fixed all of them.

When he wrote the story, he couldn't help but feel attached to the character he created, Narrator, he didn't know how or why but the way his Character interacted as if he was real, Stanley couldn't help but fall in love with him, the Narrator would always try his best to defy his protagonist, and everytime the Narrator would make funny remarks about his character, Stanley couldn't help but laugh at it. It really felt as if he was a real person, with his own thoughts and personality.

Stanley would be honest that he felt really guilty about the other...endings, especially the Zen Ending and...the Skip Button Ending, in order not to feel so bad about it, he made sure his own protagonist will suffer as well, even though it's technically Stanley himself, he still did it, a pay back for what he did to his character.

After he finished writing the book, Stanley published it to the public, so many people loved his book, and soon Stanley became a well known Writer, they were impressed Stanley was able to write such a masterpiece even though he worked a full time job, it took serious dedication to do that, The Stanley Parable was a success! Hell even a game studio wanted to create a game from Stanley's book, that's how The Stanley Parable became a video game.

Stanley's popularity sky rocketed when the game was released, he had gained so much money and fame, even appearing on T.V, Stanley got everything he wanted except for one thing...the character he so much wished to be real, the character he created that went through the struggle for his protagonist, the only fictional person who knew Stanley's pain, The Narrator, Stanley knew that he was so attached to his Narrator, but he knows that his character will never be real no matter how much he wished or begged, he wasn't real in the first place, he was just a character Stanley created in his head, but for Stanley, the Narrator was real in his heart.

[magicpiano]

Danny Fenton sends Superman a fan email in which he asks for advice. In it he says he is also a non-human hero (he is vague because being a ghost is illegal) Danny mentions that he is being raised by humans. His parents don't know about his activities or species and hate his kind.

Danny was mostly looking for advice on how to make people stop being scared of his non-human characteristics. But Clark really sees himself in this teenager's email. He knows he was lucky to get parents who loved him even as an alien, but he also recalls being young and scared that would change.

So they start regularly exchanging emails, and Superman becomes a kind of mentor even if Danny refuses to tell him anything about his identity.

[unboundprompts]

Pirate Terms and Phrases

-> Pirate Lingo

-> A Pirate's Glossary

Batten Down The Hatches - tie everything down and put stuff away for a coming storm.

Brig - a prison on a ship.

Bring a Spring Upon 'er - turn the ship in a different direction

Broadside - the most vulnerable angle of a ship that runs the length of the boat.

Cutlass - a thick, heavy and rather short sword blade.

Dance with Jack Ketch - to hang; death at the hands of the law (Jack Ketch was a famed English executioner).

Davy Jones's Locker - a mythical place at the bottom of the ocean where drowned sailors are said to go.

Dead Men Tell No Tales - the reason given for leaving no survivors.

Flogging - severe beating of a person.

Gangplank - removable ramp between the pier and ship.

Give No Quarter - show no mercy.

Jack - flag flown at the front of the ship to show nationality.

Jolly Roger - black pirate flag with a white skull and crossbones.

Keelhaul - a punishment where someone is dragged under the ship. They are cut by the planks and barnacles on the bottom of the ship.

Landlubber - an inexperienced or clumsy person who doesn't have any sailing skills.

Letters of Marque - government-issued letters allowing privateers the right to piracy of another ship during wartime.

Man-O-War - a pirate ship that is decked out and prepared for battle.

Maroon - to leave someone stranded on a. deserted island with no supplies, typically a punishment for any crew members who disrespected the captain.

Mutiny - a situation in which the crew chooses a new captain, sometimes by forcibly removing the old one.

No Prey, No Pay - a common pirate law that meant crew members were not paid, but rather received a share of whatever loot was taken.

Old Salt - experienced pirate or sailor.

Pillage - to steal/rob a place using violence.

Powder Monkeys - men that performed the most dangerous work on the ship. They were treated harshly, rarely paid, and were expendable.

Privateer - government-appointed pirates.

Run A Shot Across the Bow - fire a warning shot at another boat's Captain.

Scurvy - a disease caused by Vitamin C Deficiency.

Sea Legs - when a sailor adjusts his balance from riding on a boat for a long time.

Strike Colors - lower a ship's flag to indicate surrender.

Weigh Anchor and Hoist the Mizzen - an order to the crew to pull up the anchor and get the ship sailing.

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[glow-in-the-dark-death]

The Viewers

Danny and Tucker move in together for college in Gotham

Tucker decided to make tiktoks just for fun, he could teach people about technology and help give tips.

He didn't realize that his viewers could see Danny in the background in some clips.

Danny being Danny was never caught doing something normal instead it was always something weird.

~

Tucker: "So you just switch this piece here-"

Danny in the background more than half his body in the fridge, the fridge is very noticeably growling

Tucker who is so used to it, it doesn't even register in his mind that it's not normal.

~

Tucker fan-boying about the new Wayne tech

His viewers looking behind him at Danny

Danny running around fighting his food which is also growling & flying

~

Tucker modifying his tech for the viewers

Danny's voice in the distance: "Bye Tuck, I need to go soup this guy real quick!"

Viewers: "Cannibalism?!"

~

Tucker: "Ah yes a very normal video!"

His viewers watching Danny:

~

Just an Idea

[ghostreblogging]

Ngl this is a short one.

So Danny comes to Gotham. Down on his luck. But lo and behold, he still has access to the kingly vaults! He doesn't have to worry about money!!! He can just buy a small apartment and live out his miserable little life In luxury!

But then he is stopped on a horrible and a dark stump in his plan. How in the 7 hells is he gonna explain it to the IRS ??????

Money laundering????

Can't he just say he found a mysterious big pile of gold and be done with it?

No, Danny . How are you gonna explain the fact that you keep finding mysterious little gold files to the tax man . Jazz says emphatically through a video call . Which is a multi dimensional cuz I can't explain why sam wont just give him the money. And btw the just assume that the vaults has a magic function to give the money to him in the local currency.

Sso from that day onwards Gotham had a new little cafe in a quiet little nook. The prices are super cheap. And it by far has the best fudge in all of Gotham. If you exclude Alfred's.

The gothamites love it. It's a favorite college hangout. Everyone is pretty sure the cafe is a front. Everyone is 100% sure of it. But in this economy who the hell cares. At least it's not nfts.

People can actually benefit from this because we can get like a whole breakfast for like 4 dollars ( an au where like Danny's 2000s world is like super cheap compared to the modern Gotham city and nobody taught the poor boy common prices of this world. Danny's thinking like how do I keep accidentally going into these rich people stores with their ridiculous prices, Ughh guess I'll have to buy this I don't want to go farther) and the quality is good too. The scrawny little twink owner sure as hell does not know much about ingredients prices or did the bare minimum study of business.

Anyway when the bats came sniffing (the scrunkly little guy was innocent blame Fenton luck) and we'll tried to interrogate the owner people actually chained themselves to the front like the worlds most confused save the trees activists.

[stars-obsession-pit]

The Worst Branch in the Country

The GIW knows Amity Park is a huge fraud. The “most haunted city in the US”, really? They’ve been checking the place out for decades with nary a peep aside from that couple of crazy scientists that moved into town around twenty years prior.

Because of this, the town became a punishment duty. One of their agents causes trouble? They get put in time out and sent to work for a while in Amity Park. Let those idiots chase after pointless rumors while the actually competent agents work with the more important ghosts. The reports back from the town get barely more than a cursory glance before getting tossed in the shredder.

…Which really came back to bite them when ghosts did actually start to show up, and they didn’t realize until after the Amity Park branch had royally screwed up the situation.

Fuck, they really hope this doesn’t start a war.

Optional DPxDC addition: they call in the Justice League Dark for help with negotiation and taking down their rogue members

[kinjisroom]

quirk accident with moms!! de-aging

[purple-goo-writes]

Over 900 prompt

Okay I love the Danny is a clone of Batman aus but I've never seen this done.

Danny and Kon dating and Then Danny learning his parents cloned Batman thinking he is a ghost only to find out he isn't and kept Danny as their kid.

Just think of the hilarious reactions

Caue this immediately popped into my head.

Kon: *muffled screaming into Tim's couch*

Tim: ....you good?

Kon: danny is the clone of Batman

Tim: ...

Kon: I'm the clone of Superman

Tim:...

Kon: AND WE ARE DATING!

[ghost-bxrd]

Prompt:

Brucie Wayne gets into a mild accident in public (read-got hit by a car). And Batman would just walk it off (“it’s barely a bruise”), but Brucie obviously… can’t.

So he has to suffer the ordeal of having civilians call paramedics, getting fussed over, and having-

Having his dead son get into the back of the ambulance with him.

Oh- oh no. He must have hit his head worse than he thought. He thought he was past this…

[plainclothesdisaster]

Danny’s on the Suicide Squad. He’s the defacto team moral compass and ray of sunshine. He plays the role of the camp counselor that keeps everyone in line. He’s not afraid of working with even the gnarliest of baddies.

Everybody on the team wonders how he ended up locked up with the villains- he never talks about what he did to end up behind bars no matter how much they pester him. Then one day they’re out on a mission and Harley or somebody is caught and tortured. Danny snaps. It’s the opposite of brutal- he takes down everyone in the room with clinical, dispassionate efficiency.

After it’s over and the team is safe he comes back to himself and is almost sheepish. He radios Belle Reve.

“Whoops. Add another couple notches on my power dampener collar, would you Waller?”

“Can’t, it’s already at max.”

“Ah. Well. I’ll have a look at strengthening it when we’re back then.”

The team just stared at him slack jawed. Good thing he’s on their side.

[henryloverman]

I have thought of an Au lately, for now I will call it "90'sParable", It's like those old 90's movies, to be specific the same timeline in Cat in the Hat, but it's just about Stanley and Narrator, okay, here's my concept of this au I just made!

Stanley's life is perfect, he has a perfect job, a nice house, he has close friends who are always there for him, his family is supportive too, what more could he wish for? Well that was until his reality started to deteriorate.

He didn't understand how it exactly occurred, he was pressing buttons on his computer when it suddenly happened, he had just closed his eyes for a second and when he opened his eyes all of his co-workers suddenly disappeared?!

How could it be possible for everyone to disappear so fast? Stanley was so confused, after searching everywhere in the office, he decided to go outside, maybe it was a prank? Those things did become a trend after all, he hoped it was just that kind of situation.

It seems that his nightmare became reality, when Stanley got outside, he didn't see anybody at all, the streets were empty, all of the cars had nobody inside, was there an evacuation or something? Did everyone leave him behind? Oh god, Stanley started to panic.

His eyes became wet with tears, his trembling hands reached over his face, Stanley wished this was not real, he was about to scream for help until a certain phone call came from the office building, at the front desk.

Stanley rushed towards the telephone, he quickly answered...

-"Hello?"

-"Hi, It's nice to meet you, Mr. Stanley"

-"W-who are you? What's happening?!"

-"Don't panic just yet, the real game is about to begin"

-"What the fuck are you saying?!"

...

[ Please go to your office ]

...

[ The phone call has ended ]

Stanley looked at the phone line in disbelief, WHO WAS THAT PERSON? WHY DID THE TELEPHONE TOLD HIM GO BACK TO HIS OFFICE??? WHAT'S ACTUALLY HAPPENING? Before Stanley could continue to think, the walls...they had changed...it looked different...as if it were having a malfunction, everything around Stanley started to glitch.

The sky turned red, the building was starting to...look alive, as if it's breathing, the floor slowly but creepily moves back and forth, It's hard to keep his balance when everything feels...hazy, Stanley knew he has to go to his office fast.

He tried his best to run as fast as he legs could, the elevator isn't working when the whole building isn't stable, so he was forced to go up the stairs...well that was a horrible idea, the stairs looked normal but the wall, there were EYES looking at him, it only focuses on Stanley, he didn't dare to look back at the eyes and finally made to his office...

Huh? His office looks normal? It's somehow separated from the entire building, it doesn't look alive like the rest, Stanley could finally catch his breath, he sat on a chair nearby and closed his eyes, somehow this felt almost comforting, it's as if everything for a moment felt...Normal.

Stanley suddenly heard a sound, it was the sound of footsteps, quickly coming up the stairs, Stanley immediately left his chair and backed away from the opened door, he doesn't know who this person could be? Are they a foe or...an enemy?

It was a man, he looked like a normal person, although his glasses were broken, maybe he ran away from something? Stanley was about to ask him before the stranger beat him to it.

-"Who are you? Are you one who called me?"

-"...It wasn't me, they called you to come here as well, didn't they?"

-"Hah, so I wasn't the only one..."

-"My name's Stanley by the way, how about you?"

-"I go by the name, Narrator"

-"It looks like we're stuck here...in this weird dimension"

-Whoever called us is probably the one causing this havoc"

...

-"Hello there, friends"

-"You bastard! Tell us what's happening right now or else I'll fucking kill you!"

-"Wait! Calm down, Narrator, we don't know what they are capable of, they could hurt us!"

-"Your friend is right, how do you think I was able to do this all? hmmm?"

-"Explain."

-I will tell you after you completed this task first"

-"That is???"

-"This :)"

Suddenly Stanley and Narrator fell under a dark void, how the fuck is that possible?! The portal thingy dropped them somewhere off...

This place, it looks like Stanley's office?!?! Both Stanley and Narrator were shocked, before they could even comprehend their situation, a voice suddenly calls out.

[ Who the hell are you two supposed to be? ]

So this was their task, huh? After hearing that Stanley fainted from shock.

Editor's Note: Cliffhanger >:)

I might continue this Au or the RealParable, or you know...maybe both, a potential crossover! I hope you liked it ^^

This post took me a week since I had no idea where the hell this Au is going, LUCKILY my brain finally worked and gave me some inspiration! I'm actually proud of this one :)

Also the poll from last time, Yeah it's 100% a complicated relationship, but hey! At least they still love each other!

Thank you guys so much for the support! Although I don't know how to properly express it, so i decided a GIF might help with that ^^

[wanologic]

in no way was civility achieved

[dandey-lion]

Tim: If fate truly is a thing, then my soulmate should just fall into my arms!

Danny: < falls out of a glowing green portal and into Tim’s arms >

Batfam:

Tim:

Danny:

Tim:

Danny, slicking back his hair with one hand and doing finger guns with the other: Hey~

[shrimpybbq]

rafe experiences the comfort of a mother

synopsis: rafe appears on his girlfriend’s doorstop, badly burnt and in need of care and affection

Rafe stood in front of the guest room, body stiff and hand frozen against the wooden door. He wanted to knock, he really did, and yet he was hesitant. Only the day before had the couple fought, screaming and shouting until both were out of breath. Rafe had watched his sweet girl leave with teary eyes and he’d felt bad, his heart twisting as she had slammed the door in his face. It was the same door he finally knocked on after realising he’d been motionless for too long. The rap of his knuckles echoed and for a moment, he wondered if she wouldn’t answer the door at all, until a creak sounded. Rafe raised his gaze to see his girlfriend standing in front of him, her fists rubbing the sleep away from her eyes.

“R-rafe? What are yo-”, she began to ask, voice heavy with tiredness, the hour late. It wasn’t until she looked at him properly that she paused, taking in his entire state. Rafe was standing there, clutching his arm to his chest protectively. It wasn’t the childlike pose that caught her eye though, no - it was the way Rafe’s eyes were filled with unshed tears and his bottom lip wobbling ever so subtly.

“Are you ok?” She asked gently, as if she were talking to their son. Rafe could only shake his head side to side, slowly pulling his arm away. At the sight of the red and blistering flesh, she gasped loudly, “Oh my god! What happened?”.

“I-uh, I got into some trouble,” Rafe responded timidly, full of shame and in pain.

“Come here,” his girlfriend said, gently ushering him into the guest room, “sit down. Have you cleaned this?” She asked. Again he shook his head, leading her to hum lowly. “Ok, I’ll need to clean it. Gimme a sec.”

Rafe sat on the bed patiently as he took in the room. He’d never been in there since she began sleeping in there, now taking in all the little trinkets she had lying around. He had been trying to get her to move back into his room but she still refused, and the pair used the nursery as a mutual zone.

His musings were cut off by a gentle voice questioning him.

“What happened Rafe?”

“It’s nothing, just an accident, you know?” Rafe grumbled out as she began to wet antiseptic pads in front of him. She looked up at him, gaze incredulous.

“This is bad, Rafe. You don’t just get something like this accidentally! You said you got into trouble before - what did you mean by that?” She questioned. Rafe sighed, having underestimated just how much she would question him, but he should’ve expected that, he thought to himself. When he didn’t answer, she began to clean his arm.

The sharp stinging sensation that travelled through him as the antiseptic touched his burn made Rafe jump, his voice exclaiming in shock. It was that sudden pain that caused the unshed tears in his eyes to spill over, and it was like once he started he couldn’t stop. All his pain and worries spilled out of him, the tears streaming down his face.

“Oh baby, it’s ok, come here,” he heard her say, cleaning forgotten as she pulled his head into her chest. Whenever she had comforted Rafe in the past, this had been his favourite position, curled up against her chest and having his hair stroked. So she did just that, soothing his heaving sobs with each pass through his hair. “It’s ok Rafe, you’re ok here baby. I’ve got you, ok? Breathe, Rafe.”

He didn’t know how long they stayed like that, his sobs wetting the fabric of the tank top she wore. He’d almost completely exhausted himself by the time his sobs stopped, only able to breathe deeply now. It was then his muffled voice could be heard, “it was Barry.”

He felt her stiffen before she tentatively probed further. “Barry, your dealer?”

At the feeling of him nodding, she pulled him away from her chest. Her voice was stern, as if she was talking to a small child,

“Rafe, why is your dealer burning you? What did you do?”

He looked up at her, eyes wide and rimmed with red. He looked just a like their son, she thought, his features so innocent and needy.

“I-I couldn’t pay him back in time… I tried, I really did, but I had this thing and I couldn’t get it all there in time, and I said- I said to him I would get it bu-but he didn’t care,” Rafe began to ramble, his voice pleading with her to understand him. He had been trying to do better, for her - for his family. He watched her sigh, before she returned to clean his wound in silence. Rafe wanted to speak, to explain himself more but he didn’t know what to say, and the idea of her disappointed gaze upon him once more sealed his lips. The feeling of her fingers smoothing a burn cream over his wound tenderly had him curling back into her chest.

She began to card her fingers back through his blonde locks, feeling Rafe relax against her. When he was upset he would be one of two ways: angry and reactive, or clingy and touch-starved. Today, it was clear he was the latter. She couldn’t bare to leave him alone like this, and so she gently whispered,

“Come here baby, let’s get you into bed, ok?”

Rafe pulled away, his eyes wide as he looked up upon her face.

“Here?”

She nodded and began to pull the covers away, creating a space for him to shuffle in. Rafe allowed himself to be guided under the quilt and he couldn’t help but sigh at the feeling of her fingers tenderly brushing his messed-up strands away from his forehead. As he made space for her beside him, Rafe watched his girlfriend pull away from the bed.

“Nononono-” he began to mutter, only to be cut off. His hand was outstretched pathetically to try and keep her by his side, scared to be alone.

“Hey, hey, it’s ok. I’m just going to the nursery. I thought you’d want him to stay with us tonight,” she soothed, watching surprised as Rafe shook his head in response.

“No, let him sleep. Just c’mere,” he mumbled, dragging her into his side and under the blankets. Within seconds Rafe had found his position for the night, curled up into her side, his head resting on her chest once more. He was so sullen and quiet as he listened to her heartbeat, hands clutching at her waist.

“Goodnight Rafe,” she uttered sleepily, the events of the night catching up to her.

“I love you,” he said quietly, his voice muffled against her chest. He didn’t say it often, preferring to show his love for her through actions, but she always knew it. With a soft kiss against the crown of his head, she echoed those words back to him, before slipping into unconsciousness,

“I love you too, baby.”

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC Dead Tired Coffeeshop Accident

For one reason or another, Danny is now living in Gotham and working in a coffeeshop. For one reason or another, Tim frequents the same coffeeshop.

Now, both of them are honest to god messes who treat sleep like a grave enemy. Meaning they both survive on coffee, spite, energy drinks, and their respective hyperfocuses.

They don't even talk, really, they just see each other from time to time: Tim knows the barista who looks like he's been dead for weeks is named Danny, and Danny knows how to make Tim's Death Wish with his eyes closed, but other than that, they are just strangers who largely don't care about each other.

That is, until one time after his patrol, Tim comes to the said coffeeshop in his Red Robin gear. He doesn't even think about it, he simply needs coffee. He comes to the counter. He orders. His voice is tired and emotionless. He just wants his coffee and maybe stare at a wall for a few hours until his brain reboots. Danny takes his order without even looking at him. He has been sitting and staring at a wall for a few hours, night shifts are literally killing him.

They are both so done.

Red Robin waits for his coffee. Danny makes it almost automatically, his mind elsewhere. The coffeeshop is empty, save for them two. It's four in the morning. Nothing feels real.

Danny sets the cup on the counter.

"One Death Wish for Tim," he says out of a habit, not fully registering they are alone, and he doesn't need to do that.

Tim takes the coffee without thinking, nods a silent 'thank you'. Brings the cup up to his mouth-

And notices a glove on his own hand.

He is in Red Robin get up.

He freezes and looks at the barista, who is cleaning the coffeemachine. Danny, noticing him looking, also looks back at him. Did he make the wrong order? He knows Tim's soul, he's seen it a lot, he couldn't have mistaken him for anyone else, but maybe he forgot to add syrup?..

There's a domino mask on Tim's face. A vigilante domino mask.

They stare at each other. No one moves. No one blinks. The sun is rising somewhere over the city.

Tim takes a sip of his coffee. Danny goes back to cleaning the coffeemachine.

They never speak of this again, but Tim becomes a regular here in both of his personas.