#danny wilde

[kafka-esques]

going on another ‘the persuaders’ rant because i can and noticing that overall there really is no reason why these two characters spend so much time with one another. unlike most television shows of the era it isn’t a “buddy cop” scenario where they both work for the same force or danny works for US intelligence across the pond. it isn’t like a sherlock-scenario where they both live together and have a private detective agency in a spare bedroom. it’s two men who have nothing to do with one another slowly but surely gravitating towards the other.

they don’t work for judge fulton (as much as it would seem like they do) instead it’s the age old “oh hello, it’s you again” scene and i adore it.

[tr21sa]

Seven years ago passed away Sir Roger Moore ........ R.I.P. Grand Master !!! 🍾🥂🥂🥂

[dye-it-rouge-et-noir]

Hello very tiny The Persuaders fandom, I redrew that one promo image because it won't stop haunting me in my head

Original image

[skatingthinandice]

There's a thousand of 'em coming!

[dialoogid]

Die Zwei - Countryboy (1985)

[stealingyourbones]

Write below a Batfamily meets Danny Fenton story but choose the wildest relationship that you can think of that isn’t adoption or a romantic relationship

For instance:

- breaking into a building for a drug bust but they got the wrong building number and broke into Danny’s apartment.

- gets met over and over because Condiment King of all people continuously kidnaps him for plots

- was brought to the GCPD for wrestling Killer Croc at 3am high as a kite over a new fear gas drug that’s been making its rounds through Gotham.

- accidentally smacked the coffee out of Danny’s hands while catching a perp.

[mykimouser]

redrew another old print, this time we're goin ghost

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC Legal Power

Batman: You can not punish the Joker

Batman: You are no judge, jury, and executioner

Danny Fenton, standing over Joker's beaten body: Actually, I am

Danny Fenton, raising the Creep Stick up: I am the High King of Infinite Realms, and this bitch has been resurrected more than once

Danny Fenton, smacking Joker like a piñata: With the use of a pool of some nasty smelling ecto, mind you, but it puts him under my jurisdiction nonetheless

Danny Fenton, smiling at Batman as Joker is wheezing and trying to crawl away: So I am the judge, jury, and executioner for him since I'm the highest power in a Realm where he is a denizen

Danny Fenton, catching the Joker by the ankle and dragging him back: And as the King, I hereby sentence him to death by a repetitive use of The Creep Stick over his whole body

Batman: ...

Red Hood, with a bowl of popcorn: Do you mind switching The Creep Stick for a crowbar?

[kafka-esques]

FAG

[retrogamingblog2]

[basicallyarogermoorestanaccount]

Im brat all the way. Especially the dress to repress part.

tag yourself persuaders! edition, i’m brat

[finemealprompt]

DP x DC Prompt #58

Jason has been writing fanfiction ever since he got access to a computer. They weren't always the most popular, especially since he was writing fics about classics, but that's not why he wrote them. He wrote them for himself.

However, since he always had Robin stuff going on, his author notes had become something of a meme at this point. No one really believed him anymore when he apologized for late updates due to breaking his arm in three places or anything like that.

Then, he died. He had been two chapters away from ending his story, damnit.

But it's fine, he's back now. He apologizes for late update since he, ya know, died and finishes that story. Then, he finds out there's another author out there with notes ... very similar to his own. And a lot of humor about his own death.

Maybe PhantomNotBill087 and him had a lot more in common than being fic writers.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 214

“I did an oopsie.” 

Clockwork paused in his work, gaze turning from his work towards his ghostling (it didn’t matter if he was an adult, he’d always be his ghostling) who was smiling nervously, avoiding his eyes. 

“Oh?” He kept his tone light, even as he worked on untangling a time knot. Honestly at least Danny was immune to any effect of time, even if he couldn’t look into his timelines in exchange. It came with being the other half of Infinity. 

“Yeeah… you know that corner of the multiverse you told me not to go to because you’re working on some time problems? I might have stumbled into one of the worlds in the corner…” 

He stopped his machinations, fully turning towards Danny- Space, his Core whispered and quivered in utter delight at having an Equal in power- with a raised eyebrow, leaning on his staff and silently telling him to explain. 

Danny poked his fingers together, giving a nervous laugh. “So uh, I was just exploring right? Well me and Ellie, you know how she gets when she can’t wander, and um… I er, we might have messed with some things in the creation of it… I didn’t know it was part of that universe, I swear! It was so far at the fringes and halfway into the Zone and I couldn’t just let a universe die before it began and-”

Oh- Oh! His ghostling (and his grand-ghostlings it sounded like) had claimed his first universe! He could put off these time knots, this was a grand milestone for any Ancient, nevermind such a primordial force as one of theirs.

And this is how a DC world came into being with humans evolving with more avian traits. Like wings. And claws. Look, Dan thought it’d be funny if they gave baby humanity wings and Ellie started rambling about how much farther they could travel if they had them and Danny thought it could be cool. Oh well, time to keep an eye on their itty baby world now…

[stealingyourbones]

Clockwork instructed Danny to go back in time to deliver important information to the "Super Sons". Danny was delighted, he's gone on adventures with Damian and Jon and they were a fun team to work with.

In Danny's excitement he didn't notice Clockwork's smirk as he was handed a packet holding important information of the time period and his task.

Waving goodbye to clockwork and jumping into the time portal, Danny near instantly realized that something was wrong.

He wasn't in 2000s-XXXX era that Superboy and Robin were in. He was somewhere in the 1970s. Danny pulled out Clockwork's information packet and leafed through the pages.

Oh.

Danny hears a loud crash and clatter as well as shouting down the street as two young men with dark hair and the most bafflingly colored outfits fought with the most stereotypical looking evil biker gang in existence.

He wasn't meeting Damian and Jon. He was meeting Bruce Wayne Jr. and Clark Kent Jr. The original Super Sons.

[spacedace]

I love me some eldritch, incomprehensible ghost speak in fics, but in my heart ghost speak sounds like a theremin being played.

Like, it's one of those instruments that can sound so much *like* a human voice, and sound nothing like one all in the same song. It can make kind of chipping noises, it can make some truly horrifying sounds. It can be beautiful, it can be creepy, it's peak ghost speak to me

(Also just love the idea of people playing the theremin at ghosts to join the ghost speak convo being like the meme of when people meow to their cats, but like are saying "taxes" or "ketchup" in response to "hi" lol)

Anyway please juat imagine Danny & the other ghosts sounding like this while they talk/fight: