#aph vlad

[estbela]

Love every person that doesn't use 'Vlad Popescu' (or Vladimir, which is even worse) for hws Romania's human name

[aph-mable]

dpxdc; My Uncle is Nuts.

My Uncle Is A Nut

Written by:

Aph-mable

@thegatorsgoose

Having been announced the heir and Co ceo of D.A.L.V co, Danny has gotten used to being dragged to formal events with Vlad against his will. Getting caught up in saving one of the many galas he’s forced to attend, Danny catches the eye of one Lex Luther. 

Chapter 1

Danny tries hard not to sigh for the umpteenth time as Vlad drags him towards another group of rich folks and reporters.

When his Godfather had publicly announced Danny as his heir during one of his mayoral speeches he thought he was going to die all over again from sheer embarrassment and frustration, especially when he started calling Danny out of class to work on ‘special’ projects or drag him to Gala’s like this one.  

Usually at least one member of team Phantom would come along, usually Sam since her parents often forced her to attend anyway, unfortunately this time everyone was busy.

Sure Danny could have asked, but he didn’t want to take away what little free time they had during spring break, so for now he was going to face this party on his own. After all nothing really interesting happens at these and he’s not going to end up socializing much anyways. 

At the moment Vlad had rolled him over to a group of men who were chatting away about their latest technology, a nerdy looking yet buff reporter taking notes on everything. 

Danny was only half listening to what was being said when the frootloop budged in, something about wanting to partner up with Wayne tech since DALV co was already partnered with Lex co.

He could only roll his eyes and cringe as his crazy arch nemesis wrapped an arm around the shoulders of the bald ceo who looked just as done as he felt.

Seeing Vlad finally to distracted with his deals Danny took his chance and snuck away, moving his wheelchair as fast as possible to make a break for it, away from the party and to explore the building. maybe even escape if he was lucky. 

Unfortunately as he reached one of the doors the pesky security stopped him, saying he needed to stay within the building, so he pulled out the oldest trick in his book. 

“I have to go to the bathroom, can you at least point me to it?” He even pulled out his pleading eyes to look as innocent as possible to make the security guards feel uncomfortable.

“It’s through those doors over there, just across from the kitchen… do you want-” before the guard could finish Danny was already zooming to the door and shouting, “No thanks, byye!” 

Once out of sight he at least made an effort to head towards where the bathroom was but stopped in front of the kitchen.

First double checking all sides of the hallway, he pushed himself into the kitchen in search of something to tinker with. Danny swears he will drop dead if he doesn't get some kind of technology in his hands. 

When he entered the place was completely empty of any staff. makes sense as they had set up a huge buffet in the main hall and had all the kitchen staff stand against the wall to show who cooked what, like it was some kind of grand show. 

This left Danny to ‘borrow’ a few appliances, they’re rich they can afford it!

He ends up taking a toaster, a blender, and some kind of cylinder air fryer, stuffing them all into his magic bigger-than-it-looks bag and bolting out of there as fast as his wheels could take him so as to not get caught. 

Once he re enters the gala he parks himself in the furthest corner near a window. He starts pulling out his mini tool kit and the items he took, trying his best to hide them by making them semi invisible so it just looked like he was messing with his tools as he gets to building an ecto gun. 

Danny tried to stay alert and scan the room on occasion but nothing much was happening, Vlad was still bragging to the group of men, and there were only three other kids around his age hanging out on the opposite side of the room. One looked ready to pass out while the other two stood next to the door arguing over who’s dog was best.

Danny pulled his goggles down over his eyes and rolled up his sleeves so his specialized gloves could start putting power into the ecto gun. He quickly starts to hyper focus as he tinkered with the homemade gun, his mind drifting off to play among stars that were just out of reach. 

Even with everyone talking around him it all faded to white noise, finally quiet enough he now focused his power to flow through the machinery as he twisted the screws into the right place. 

His very core sang with how peaceful it was as he finished making the home made ecto gun and set it down in his lap. 

Just as Danny turns it invisible to put it away, his chair is suddenly jerked as he’s dragged towards the now frightened guests, a group of men dressed in green and purple question marked suits threaten everyone into a corner as they start setting up strange equipment.  

Clutching his invisible weapon tightly in his lap one of the goons tries threatening him with a gun, but before Danny could react Vlad steps in front of Danny, letting out an instinctual growl to make them back off. 

The goon rolls his eyes before directing them to where he wants them to go, trying hard to not let his hands shake too badly as he thrust more people into the now overcrowded corner, keeping watchful eyes on Vlad who is seconds away from losing his temper and ripping someone's throat out.

Now most people in this situation would just listen to their captors, sit still, be quiet, all that jazz, especially with how many of the goons were now bringing in strange green canisters of gas that gave off the scent of pure fear.

Yet as Danny rams Vlad’s ankles with the wheels of his chair it's pretty clear he wasn’t like most scared civilians. For once he was siding with his godfather as he was very, very angry. Angry that they were targeting innocent people, angry that Vlad was treating him like he was helpless, angry that he had to show up to this stupid gala in the first place… He had noticed some of the other kids giving them the slip earlier, at least there’s that. 

Just as they bring in the last canister one of the goons trips and nearly brakes open the container, which got the already annoyed second incharge to yell at them. 

“For fucks sake! Be careful with those things, we don’t even know what they’ll do yet!”

The younger looking goon, who looks barely out of their teens, shrinks away as they whimper out an apology. He sets the items down as others around them either stare in frustration or sympathy. 

Yeah, no. 

 “Wow you people are pathetic.” 

The second in command turns at Danny’s outburst, taking a step forward and clenching his fists. “What the fuck did you just say?” Danny rolls his eyes before glaring at the goon “I said you’re pathetic, did you get that or do you need me to repeat myself again?”

The crowd looks on in half horror, half shock as the leader walks up to Danny, resting his hands on his arm rests and leaning down to stare at Danny threateningly. Danny leans back in his wheelchair and looks up at him with a bored expression, unphased. Vlad tries to shove his way to Danny, but is held back by several goons. Danny spares a quick glare at his godfather, he has everything under control.

“I may be a criminal, but even I don’t like kicking a kid when they’re already down.” The goon says, moving his eyes down to glance at Danny’s wheelchair and back up again, glaring into his eyes. “So I’m going to give you one last chance to take that back.”

Danny narrows his eyes at the goon as he clutchs the invisible ecto gun in his lap, it’s now or never. With near inhuman speed he quickly reaches for his bag and pretends to pull the weapon out, aiming it right at the goons temple. There’s audible gasps from the crowd as the goon stumbles away with wide eyes before gaining his footing and going right back to glaring.

“And I’m going to give you one last chance to reconsider what you’re doing with your life” Danny smirks at the goon, already reading up the lecture in his head.

“It’s 30 minutes past start time, what is taking you so-“ Danny’s smirk evolves into a full shit eating grin as the Riddler walks in to scold the goons, what perfect timing.

With the crowd distracted Danny uses his other hand to unlock his phone. With a few simple swipes, Danny has the gala on lockdown. With the main asshole inside.

Perfect.

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Damian puts on his Robin suit with trained proficiency once they make it to the cave. Unfortunately he and Jon were the only ones able to leave on time, the rest of the family having been dragged away. Truly, this proved that he had good reason to not mingle with the crowd. It had nothing to do with the noise. Or the lights. Or the small talk.

Truly.

“Who do you think it is this time?” Jon asks, an excited smile on his face. But even while being carried, Damian could see the tension in his frame, the nervous tick in his brow. His friend was worried. “I mean, they have the question mark thing going on, but they also had the gas canisters which I don't think the Riddler does that? And the gas itself kinda smelled like lavender and hazelnuts like fear gas but it was also kinda minty? And not like candy cane minty but like straight mint leaf minty? I don’t know, I only know there’s a difference cus ma tried to make mint tea that one time cus she was super sleep deprived and she read online that mint tea could improve memory or something, that stuff reeked!” Another indication of Jon’s nervousness, rambling. By the time Jon had finished his rant, they had already made it to the gala.

Once he’s put down Damian dusts himself off and turns to Jon. “It is most likely a team up, then.” He pulls out his katanas and readys himself for the fight ahead. “Once you break down the door our job is to stall long enough for the others to get out. We don’t know what the gas can do, so keeping the containers safe is our top priority.” As much as it pains him to admit, just him and Jon won’t be enough to handle it themselves. There’s too many people, and they need some of the bats to disperse around Gotham in case the riddler has set up a larger plan.

Jon smiles at him and nods, hopping from foot to foot in excitement (which he doesn’t find adorable at all). “You ready?” Damian gives a sharp nod before Jon kicks in the door.

“-I mean COME ON, people would PAY you to have a chance at your game show! You could even do your whole “riddle me this!” Thing as it’s own segment! But noOOOOooo, you wanna risk the lives of countless civilians so you can get a fucking furry to answer your stupid riddles, most of which aren’t even original! And NOW you wanna partner up with a fear junky cus why?”

“I-“ a clearly startled Riddler tries to answer before being interrupted.

“Oh yeah, cus your BUDDY, your PAL scarecrow, thought it would be so FUNNY to release an UNTESTED gas in a gala for a fucking THRILL HIGH.”

But instead of a fight they walk into.. this.

 A wheelchair bound boy with black hair and blue eyes (who he’s sure his siblings would call “adoption bait”) holding a strange silver and green gun that looked straight out of one of Damian’s sci-fi mangas, at a confused and startled Riddler. It seems the crowd used this as an opportunity, as the rest of the goons were restrained near the walls by a mix of his family, Kent, and various gala attendees, while the middle of the room was occupied by the armed boy.

“Huh?” Jon let his arms rest at his sides as his head tilted to the side in confusion (it does NOT remind him of a confused puppy, absolutely not). However before Damian could say anything, it seems the boy has finally noticed them.

“Oh, you’re here. Took you long enough.” The boy finally puts the gun down and into a bag at his side. “Have fun.” He says in a bored tone as he turns and starts pushing himself in the direction of a man with silver hair, Vlad Masters, who met him in the middle only to start fussing over him, seemingly much to the boy’s annoyance.

Finally shaking off their shock both Damian and Jon rush to detain the Riddler until the police show up, yet Damian’s curiosity keeps bringing his eyes back to Master’s and his ward. outwardly, the concern seemed genuine, but with how the boy was reacting to just being touched by Master’s… made him think otherwise. 

Even Lex Luthor was side eyeing the man instead of resuming his chatter with father or Mr. Kent, meaning something was happening and Damain was determined to find it out one way or another. 

For now though, they have their hands full because of Riddler and Scarecrow.

Domain knew he should have stayed back with Ace. 

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End of chapter 1

[oopbackinmymcdphase]

Headcanon where Aph, Vlad and Travis have media omnipotence. Like they can make so many references and nobody knows wtf they're talking about half the time, they just think it's some obscure poetry.

Zenix also has this but only for weird kid 2000-2015 fandom stuff. He must make a tilted towers reference every time him and Laurance see a fortress in the nether. He just gives off those vibes.

[attourney-at-lycan]

@oopbackinmymcdphase helur is me

SHADOW KNIGHT GARROTH OMG I HAVE TOO MANY THOUGHTS SORRY FOR THR LONG ASK I BURDEN YEE WITH BRAINROT

So I can see Lord Malik being like this moral figure Garroth clung onto after he left Okh'assis, so once he gets killed off the guards start using less than savory tactics to keep the village alive. And that's around the time Zenix starts as an official guard and since he's a shadow knight he's THRIVING. But the village folk and other lords are suspicious (stealing Okh'assian guards uniforms and dragging bodys in the back alleys is probably not chill with the Irene girlies either) so they've always got that thick air of suspense when they're with the people they're trying to protect. So less than unpopular . And Garroth wants to be good he really does , but he also doesn't want his son to starve while they pray at an altar that's doesn't seem to be doing anything.

Then Aph shows up so they have to start doing the dirty dealings away from her prying eyes but her influence is affecting them. A Lot less bloody interrogations. The village isn't just surviving it's growing it's great :D

Then all the usual bs starts up like Brendan getting shot , garroth getting shot ect. Garroth is working 24/7 with a major injury but fear mongering is running rampant so nobody trusts the traitors teacher.

Then shadow knight garroth idk how but it happens. He's joined a small group of shadow knights with Zenix and they truly embrace the violence and carnage. But there's also like this sense of bonding within it? Like they're just survivng but maybe they can thrive while they survive cuz that's just how Shad made them. And they've got this hive mind/pack dynamic it's just so familial in the chaos I love it. Very animalistic . Just bonding through surviving.

SMALLER THINGS BUT STILL

-VLAD?!?!?! What's going on there.

- WHAT IF APHMAU + GARROTH AND ZENIX REUNION? Is she bitter cuz they left did they miss her at all THE IRENE THING DOES IT FACTOR IN?

-Dadroth lives in my heart always so he is still a dad. A dad who will rip out a man's throat with his teeth but still. I want him to sew banners for the rebellion and train the younger sk's it be so cute.

-They're just walking through those weird nether jungles and every second it's just "are we there yet?" "I will turn this battalion around >:("

“garroth wants to be a good person” STOPPPPPPPPP GOD INFUCKING HATE THE ‘I WANT TO BE A GOOD PERSON BUT MY LOVE FOR SOMEONE IS ABOVE MY MORALS’ TROPE (loves it) IT HURTS SO MUCHHH

i love the fucking little headcanons too..

maybe smthn smthn vylad and garroth have falling outs as sk’s bc vylad tried so hard to help garroth and his village but while it worked out somewhat.. garroth still turned around and fucked shit up… 🧎

[thot-farm]

I'm going to write down all the headcanons I remember from when I watched Phoenix drop high (which was like 7-8 years ago.) I want to preface this with that I did not and still have not gotten past Diaries season one and this series is what brought back my maladaptive daydreaming which is why these headcanons are whack and why I almost became a super senior (But I didn't 🤩)

I was so against Aarmau at the time and so deluded into Larmau that I headcanoned Aaron and Aph as step siblings, which devolved into me making Jeffory and Zenix also their siblings via adoption because they were all my fav characters during PDH. I think this was before Aaron's dad even existed directly in the plot. But I vibe with most ships now besides a few.

Dante and Gene being two of Katelyn's like 8 brothers, so I guess I was thinking Eric/Maria (this was way before the Sylvanna/Eric came into mystreet I believe). Katelyn's mom just never existed in my delulu, just Maria.

Sasha and Travis related. Yes, I only do this based on hair color. I guess little me didn't understand that siblings can have different hair or something whilst my IRL brother and I have different hair, different hair type, different eyes, he has no freckles/I have freckles.

Honestly though, I think Travis would have benefitted from Sasha as an older sibling. He would definitely still be friends with Dante, but at least Travis would be less... Travis-y... I just really hate mystreet Travis after he got out of his awkward freshman phase and I don't like Dante a whole lot if I think about his canon personality. But, I will admit, I have not watched the series in it's entirety for a while, I didn't even finish the most recent season. Maybe I will go back to revise my dislike of Travis, or to rant about him even more.

Heavy Gene/Zenix shipper which occasionally is Gene/Zenix/Sasha. But in the very delulu part of my maladaptive daydreaming I shipped Dante/Sasha. I don't know how to explain why I thought those two would be a good pair, like both chill, both like Gene. What else?

I was and still am a heavy Jefflyn shipper, but what brought me to Jefflyn was not that Aph Laurence Katelyn Jeffory prop hunt minigame that I have watched a hundred times, it was Aaron/Nicole. I don't even know how I explain that. But there was an edit I found years ago of them, so I wasn't the only crack shipper I guess (I couldn't find it 🙁). I can't even remember Nicole besides her being mentioned in a paint minigame and that mystreet date episode. But I don't know, I like fiery personality + chill personality that would go ape shit for their close peoples.

I always like childhood friends trope when it's done well. Aarmau did it well imo, and if Katelyn didn't give the most bs reason for breaking up with an SS tier man they could have been perfect.

I despised Garmau so much that I never rewatched the kiss episode after I watched it the first time, but surprisingly enough, the first fanfic I ever read on wattpad was Travmau. Like I can't explain why I hated Garroth over that 😭, he is my now type (not his mystreet voice). I can't remember if I shipped anyone with him, Lucinda, Cadenza, or pink cat girl that I can't remember the name of and I refuse to use the obvious name. I feel like I would have put Vlad (or whatever Garroth's adopted brother's name is) with pink cat girl and Lucina with Zane and Cadenza with Garroth, to put myself in the delulu mindset again.

I'm too lazy to spell check.

[buruzaitama]

@kyuhu​ revived my nostalgia for doing random Hetalia memes, like in the old good times... Thanks!! ♥ 

And like in the old times, I decided to draw them sooooooo sketchy xD.

Ah! Happy birthday Ludwig! You’re dressed as Alice in wonderland today xD ♥

Note: I have too many favourite characters... so, I decided to draw only one (Lovelino ♥).

* Don’t repost *

Full blank meme under the cut,..

[pine-rhyme]

It lives up in the mountains and descends on Tuesday nights to lure with its singing and punish the women caught working. . Called Marțolea (or Joimărița) is a malefic entity, who demands the semi-holy day of Tuesday to be respected and who forbids four women's chores: spinning of the wool, sowing, boiling laundry and baking bread. This is a pagan being. Usually his form is of a goat with human like head, horns & hooves. He can shape shift into a big old woman dressed all in black, ugly, soldier/warrior or as a handsome man. To married women it shows as an old woman, to married men as a virgin and to unmarried women as a young charming man. -mainly from Wikipedia.

[careyfell59]

Summertime 02

Ah holiday time summer Red team and Black team from Fate/apocrypha

I,, I gonna tell you, I will draw astolfo and vlad more hahahahaha!

[kpop-emo-trash]

Judge away

Edit: my dumbass forgot Korea

[ask-miraculous-romania]

How are you? It's been awhile since I checked on this au, turns out I do have an aph Romania addiction lol

[inktober-of-a-fan-girl]

This was made for the fun of it and a slight inspiration from #vlandom.

Keep reading for an explanation and links.

Hetalia....an old favourite of mine.

The version of Romania....

He is holding countryball version of him... http://countryball.com/product/romaniaball/

The Romanian translates to...

Greetings,

Happy Birthday to all of you!

From Romania!

This has a reference to December 1st. A Romanian holiday and his birthday!

The hat is a reference to Michael the Brave.

Quote from the wiki page...

"Since the 19th century, Michael the Brave has been regarded by Romanian nationalists as a symbol of Romanian unity, as his reign marked the first time all principalities inhabited by Romanians were under the same ruler."

And yes, I am bringing up that really bad movie.

I am mean look at the score on Rotten Tomato...

Rudolf Martin is not bad...as an actor. He just shouldn't have played Vlad.

@collection-via-emily has some points on this.

[aph-mable]

My Uncle is a Nut.

by

Aph-mable

@thegatorsgoose

 Chapter 2

Lex stares down at his computer screen as he looks over the latest news about DALV Co.

Afterall, it's not that often that one of the guests at a Gala takes it upon themselves to save the day before any heroes show up.

Luthor was now interested in the very same young man that achieved this. Daniel Fenton, Vlad's Godson and the second youngest Co CEO next to Tim Drake-Wayne.

Even with a basic internet search on the boy there was plenty of information to find, both about his family and what connections they had.

Daniel's parents; Madeline and Jack Fenton. Doctors in both biology and engineering, working with the government, as well as the most well known pioneers in Ecto science, a very unique study.

They own a weapons workshop together and quite frankly put some of Gothams own mad scientists to shame with their inventions.

There is only one other child besides Daniel, who is quite a bright young lady named Jasmine Fenton, who’s currently working towards getting her degree in psychology.

Meanwhile Daniel Fenton has his own achievements that were not to be ignored. 

He was on the fast track to becoming an astronaut in his early teens, only to have that dream crushed after an accident that left him wheelchair bound and his grades to temporarily suffer, yet he continued to push forward.

There was news articles about how Daniel risked his life to save an endangered species of gorilla, he had been seen at many protests fighting for the rights of metas and the meta adjacent, and with him now as Co CEO of DALV co he was incharge over and currently the main inventor of the technology being made and sold. 

That last part is what caught Lex’s attention the most, especially since he was now a business partner with Vlad Master’s (much to his distaste), yet the man made very high quality technology that has proven him an asset for now.

So to find out it was the man’s Godson who was the one making the inventions provided something he desperately desired, a different person to make a deal with. 

Because in all honesty, Vlad Masters, both as a business partner and a villain in arms, was just horrible to deal with.

Vlad at the best of the times was attention seeking or grumbling about not getting his way, maybe bragging about his achievements as mayor. But at his worst? 

Luthar has seen that pompous dragon get very, very petty. somehow stealing others wealth, companies, even passion projects, just because he wanted to. And somehow, he always got away with it.

Yet at the last gala Lex got a glimpse into how much worse Masters could be. The entire night the man had been strangely territorial over his charge, much to the boy’s annoyance. Lex could have sworn he’d seen Vlad’s eyes go red when he was being held back from reaching his godson later into the night. His protectiveness was not like that of a parent’s, but rather a beast whose treasure was being messed with.

That in itself is worrisome, especially since it will affect Lex’s plans to become business partners with Daniel instead of his godfather. Add in the fact that Vlad is obviously a controlling narcissist… well, lex has always enjoyed a good challenge now and then. For now, all he has to do is schedule a meeting with the young Co CEO at a time Masters will be busy, and go from there.

Reaching for his phone Luthor dialed his secretary’s number as he smugly leaned back in his chair.

“Eve, can you get me Vlad Master’s schedule? I Have a meeting in mind.” 

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Danny was busy tinkering away at his work desk, music playing from a small speaker as he hyper focused on his latest invention. 

It was supposed to be an updated version of the phantom thermos, making it not just easier to capture ghosts, but allowing it much more space and durability as well as the ability to catch more than just ghosts.

He had long since retired the fenton thermos back to being a normal thermos for holding liquid, and maybe an emergency projectile if needed. He wanted a much more successful capture device and is slowly trying to move away from using Fenton works weapons all together.

By now all of team phantom made their own weapons and devices, both being much more ecto friendly as well as complementing their fighting style.

Danny still mostly used his powers and hand to hand combat to take down ghosts, but it’s still useful to have gadgets just in case he couldn't use his abilities.

Danny's mind starts to race with new ideas and possible upgrades to various inventions, including some exciting upgrades to his chair when a notification caught his eye, someone had entered the lab.

With a groan he puts his thermos away and dramatically flops further back into his chair just as whoever was planning to bother him approached….

Only to see a bald man in a suit raise an eyebrow as he kept a respectable distance.

Danny pulls his goggles up as he scans the man, he could have sworn he’d seen him before… oh right, the Gala Vlad dragged him to.

Turning his chair, Danny crosses his arms as he got a better view of the man, now remembering his name; Lex Luthor, one of Vlad’s newest business partners that was supposed to hash out plans with his Godfather. 

Mr. Luthor relaxed as Danny gave him his full attention, he even gave out a small chuckle under his breath as he read the boy's shirt that said ‘I’m not a mourning person’.

Not so subtly he switched his chuckle to a fake clearing of his throat as he offered out his hand.   

“You must be Daniel Fenton, I have to say you definitely made a name for yourself, especially after the previous Gala.” he kept a smug smile that he tried to hide as a genuine one. 

Danny took the guy's hand and shook it firmly as he was trying to figure out what, exactly, he wanted. 

“Yup that's me, though I prefer to be called Danny. Soo, who are you and what are you doing in my lab?”

“Straight to the point, I like it.” Mr. Luthor glanced over at Dann’s work bench before taking a much more relaxed slouched, “My name is Lex Luthor, and I’m here to offer a business partnership with you.” 

This made Danny freeze up in surprise, because who the hell is crazy enough to make a business deal with a teenager? Lex Luthor, Apparently! 

His face scrunched a bit as he leaned back in his chair, not fully believing that's what the man wanted, or at the very least it’s not as cut and dry as he’s making it sound. There has to be a catch here. 

“Why? Aren't you already Vlad’s business partner? You're already working with us.” 

Luthor nods as he walks around and explains his reasoning, “It’s true that i'm a partner of DALV co, but the details have yet to be fully hashed out, meaning I’m not quite a business partner with Mr. Master’s himself yet. And I’ll be honest here with you, I really don’t want to deal with him.” 

Once more Danny was surprised, yet he started to relax when he heard Lex wasn’t as friendly with Vlad as he first thought. 

“Really? That must be why he was trying suck up to you all night at the gala, I just assumed that was Vlad trying to flirt.” 

Danny couldn’t help but burst out laughing as he saw Lex’s face scrunch up in disgust after hearing that.

“Noted, and I really hope it’s not the case. I’m already thinking less of him as is, only to have that bar lowered to a tripwire is the reason why I’d rather not deal with him.  Hence why I wanted to come in and make a deal with you instead, since you're less of a.. What's the proper word here?”

“Narcissistic parasite?”

Lex snapped his fingers and grinned, “yes that! At the very least it’s obvious who here actually runs the show when it comes to the technological department. So what do you say, ready to make your first legit big deal in the business world?” once more he offers out a hand.

Danny rolls his eyes as he crosses his arms, raising an eyebrow and staring at the looming man. 

“Flattery will get you into many places, but I want to make a few things very clear; I don’t take deals unless I have control over the conditions. I’m not dumb enough to just say yes to someone who managed to get into my lab without Vlad trailing behind. So my rules or nothing.” 

“Very well, tell me your conditions, I’ll get my lawyer to write up a contract once we both agree.” Luthor mimics Danny’s cross-armed possession as the teen brainstormed.

Danny looked down at his lap in thought as his fingers tapped on his arm rests before he quickly shot back his answer. 

"If we are working together I want lab safety to be a top priority, meaning if I'm calling out something as unsafe you take it seriously. Next is schedules and restrictions.

 I'm still in online school and want to hang out with my friends and family, so no last minute meetings unless I can join in online or barring guests from seeing me, obviously you can look into them to be sure they aren't a security risk but beyond that they are welcomed. 

Lastly, as long as it's not in the lab I can eat whenever and wherever I want, I'm of course putting it on Vlad's tab if it's anything expensive.

Sound like a fair deal?" 

Lex humed for a moment as he tapped his chin before agreeing with a small nod.

"I'll agree to those terms if you agree to mine.

I'll go along with the lab safety protocol as long as you don't question what purpose we are collaborating on, well as long as it doesn't violate the rule of course.

Second is we have to work together at my labs in Matroplas, and I'm okay with meeting online if there is a time crunch or it's trivial, guests will need to be checked by security to be sure they aren't smuggling anything in or out.

Lastly for the budget, whenever we are collaborating it's a 50/50 split unless we agree on otherwise.

So what do you say, we got a deal?"

Lex holds out his hand for Danny to shake, which he does with no hesitation.

"Deal."

"Excellent! Now, how about we get some lunch while we work out travel plans" Luther claps his hands as he leads the way.

"Sure, as long as it's on yours or Vlad's dime I don't care." Danny follows after, placing the security protocol on as they leave.

As they ride the elevator down Danny thinks, Lex may be a nutty billionaire, but he’s not as bad as the fruitloop…

He’s a cheerio.

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End of chapter 2 for now.

[la-caja-de-pandoras-art]

✨choose your player~✨

It’s Halloween so what better than to draw my devils?

Lust 💕

Greed 💰

Redraw of this!

[agnessieart]

@aphrarepairweek2020, Magic

I've had a headcanon that Vlad can magic fire out his hands for a long while, so him as firebender is just perfect... and I feel Luke would be a great waterbender

[ask-thejokers]

If you guys weren't jokers, which kingdoms would you live in and what would you be doing?

Vladimir: "... Clubs. And I would probably be a teacher, or living in a quiet little cottage in the clubian Forest."

Gilbert: "if I weren't a joker?...hearts! And I would be the king!

Jacob: "spades! And working on the farm, or reading a book! :D"

[dessinsdefrancofous]

[day 8] the nth meeting of the “popular fanon human name based on a basic and/or crappy political figure” support group... cheers bro i’ll drink to that