#prompt: ghost hunters

[theladycarpathia]

The Creel House. Built by famed architect, Buford Newton, in the late 1800s, this once glamorous building now goes to ruin on the outskirts of Hawkins. Abandoned for the last twenty years, the house has been unable to keep a buyer since 1987. After Buford died in a freak accident, the house passed to his nephew. Andrew Newton eventually died in the house of a heart attack. Was it medical causes? Or was it fright that caused Mr Newton to die in the same room as his uncle? And when the house was put up for sale…

“What the hell are you doing?” Billy asks, dropping another box into the van. Steve fumbles with his phone and it slips out of his hands and down between the seats.

“Fuck,” Steve hisses and jams his hand between the space for it. Billy sighs loudly and slams the rear doors shut.

“Robin, let’s go!” he shouts back to the house, giving no mind to the other Loch Nora inhabitants. “Steve’s already being weird!”

“Fuck you, I’m recording a voice-over,” Steve says, managing to grab the edge of the phone between two fingers and carefully pulling it up. “This is the biggest episode yet, I want to add some drama.”

“Drama,” Billy snorts, climbing into the driver’s seat. “Sure. Us breaking into an old house and wandering around for an hour isn’t exactly going to bring us in the big viewer numbers, Steve-o. And anyways Andrew Newton’s death wasn’t caused by some ghost. It was almost definitely caused by his love of red meat and prostitutes.”

“You are a buzzkill,” Steve complains, shoving his phone back into his backpack. They’re losing light and they need some good shots of the house. There’s a slam of a door and Robin races out of the house, clutching her camera and dressed for exploration in dungarees and boots, a green beanie pulled low over her ears.

“That’s why they love us,” Billy says, with a grin, as Robin pulls herself in next to Steve.

“I’m here,” she pants, slamming the door behind her. “Let’s go.”

“Belt,” Billy chides and waits for her to buckle up before he’ll even start the van.

Annoyingly, he’s right. ‘Mystery Spot’ was started a few years ago, in high school, when they were bored and Billy thought it would be fun to break into the graveyard at night to see if the ‘wandering maiden’ ghost rumors were true. They weren’t but them being busted by an annoyed caretaker got them enough hits that they decided it might be worth trying for an actual channel.

It does pretty well, especially with the LGBT crowd. They have Robin, who delights in wearing rainbow themed outfits on camera, and Billy who is eye candy to both men and women, even if he’s only interested in the former. The big draw comes from the bickering between Steve - the consummate believer - and Billy - the hardcore sceptic. Anything that Steve says that even remotely suggests something supernatural is instantly shot down by Billy. It’s weird and shouldn’t work but the fans love it.

Robin spends the drive over reading comments from the last video. Creel House has long been suggested by their fans, the old ruined mansion an established feature on the outskirts of Hawkins. They’ve been saving it for a special episode and a Halloween episode seems fitting.

“‘Robin, I like your socks, where did you get them?’” Robin quotes and Steve rolls his eyes.

“Why are so many of our comments asking about your clothes?” he says, watching the streets with their brilliant fall colors race by. Hawkins sometimes feels a little chafing but the small town charm isn’t all bad. There’s already carved pumpkins on peoples’ stoops, the odd skeleton propped up in a yard.

“My clothes are great,” Robin says easily, and as she should when she has a whole dedicated fanbase for her quirky thrift-store outfits. “I can read out the other kind of comments, if you like?” She raises her eyebrows but it’s enough. Steve has to turn his head so that Billy can’t see his blush.

So…a lot of their fans like commenting on the supposed sexual tension between Billy and Steve. Which, yeah, he certainly gets with their back and forth, and they’ve been friends forever. Which is kind of the problem.

So what if Steve’s been nursing a crush on Billy for the last four years? The guy is basically his best friend, aside from Robin, and if anything got fucked up, that would be the end of the show. Their group. Billy has never shown any interest in Steve anyway, dating the guy from the pizza place, a football player, and his next door neighbor in quick succession. 

It’s fine. Steve is completely in love with him but it’s fine.

“We’re nearly there, shitheads,” Billy comments, flicking the indicator to turn down Peach street. “Get ready for the most non-event of our lives.”

“Fuck you, this is going to be great,” Robin says, stashing her phone away in her bag. “Halloween special, super creepy fucked up murder house, I’m wearing my lucky bra and a new beret. The only way we could get even more views is if something unexpected and highly anticipated happens.”

Billy pulls up at the kerb by Creel house and blinks in confusion. “Do you mean ghosts?”

“Yes. Ghosts,” Robin says flatly. “Or some other highly nervous, insecure spook completely lacking balls.”

Steve discreetly stomps on her foot as they climb out of the van.

The unloading is quick, because they’ve learned to travel light when breaking into abandoned and possibly condemned buildings. Robin gets her camera rolling pretty quick to catch Steve’s shiver.

“Man, this place is creepy,” he mutters, staring around at the large broken mirror over the fireplace. 

“It’s a shithole,” Billy says, sweeping his own camera over the empty living room. There’s still a mottled throw flung over the back of the couch, paintings on the walls. Something bumps into Steve’s foot as he steps forward and he looks down to see a small ball, the kind of brightly coloured toy a child might play with.

“Did they just…leave?” Steve asks, taking it all in. Aside from the dust and thick cobwebs, this could be any normal house. The kitchen still has bowls and cups on the draining board, just waiting to be put away. A small swing set rusts outside and the grandfather clock in the hallway has a cracked face, a small spider climbing up the mahogany.

“Basically,” Billy says, scrunching up his nose at the dead plants sitting on the kitchen windowsill. They’re little more than empty plant pots of dirt at this point. “Creel House was still occupied until nearly a decade ago. The Packard family packed up and left everything behind, took only themselves and whatever necessities they could shove in the car. Mom, pop, kids, dog. They said they couldn’t take the evil in the house anymore.”

“And you thought this was going to be boring,” Steve says, bending over to peer at one of the framed photos hanging next to the kitchen table. Billy snorts.

“It’s an empty house. They got freaked out by some creaking boards and a spider infestation and they bolted like pussies. There’s a logical explanation for everything, Steven.”

‘Except for why you don’t want me,’ Steve thinks. But he’s not so sure that this house can be so easily explained away. Something is causing his hair to stand on end, some uneasy feeling in his gut like they’re being watched.

Robin sticks her head next to his, face softening as she catches sight of the little kids on Christmas day, all clad in bright Santa sweaters, among piles of presents. The kind of picture you’d get in any family home. 

“Doesn’t feel right, does it?” she whispers, focusing her camera on the frame. Steve shakes his head. He knows enough about this house to know that everyone who tried to live here experienced horrible luck. The original architect’s family had sold the house off after yet another distant relative died here but it hadn’t improved once the ownership passed out of the Newtons. When a young couple moved in during the first world war, the man went mad and beat his wife to death in the master bedroom. In the forties, the teenage daughter drowned in the tub. In the fifties, the owner’s prized Pekingese dogs both choked to death in the garden. An Investment banker crashed his car off a bridge in 1972. 

The Creel family moved in during the eighties, the famous case that gave the house its name. One horrible and stormy night in 1986, both of the Creel children vanished from their beds, leaving behind one battered teddy and a message written in blood on the walls. Neither body was ever found.

After that the house sat empty until the Creels both died. Victor and Virginia died barely a decade after their children went missing, Virginia taking a large bottle of pills and Victor’s heart gave out once all of his family were gone. A cousin fixed up the house and sold it off several years later. It bounced through several more owners, none of whom were able to keep the house longer than a few years. Finally, the Packards took it on in 2009, the last people to ever live in the house. But they didn’t last long. They made it five months before they fled and the house has sat empty ever since.

“It has to be something,” Robin continues. “How does a house go through this much bad luck? This much blood?”

“Sheer fucking dumb luck,” Billy insists. “Idiots. That’s all. This house isn’t haunted.”

Something creaks overhead, like someone leaning on a floorboard. They all look up at the ceiling, waiting for another sound.

“It’s an old house,” Billy says firmly. “Shit creaks.”

“Steve, let go of my arm,” Robin complains and Steve releases her wrist. The unexpected noise had startled him more than he’d care to admit. 

“Do we have weapons?” Steve asks, eyes still tracking the ceiling overhead and Billy sighs.

“No, we don't have weapons. Do you want a photon pack or something?” he asks and Robin cackles.

“Billy’s a nerd who makes references,” she says gleefully, flipping the camera around so she can grin at the audience. “You heard it here first, folks.”

“We don’t know what’s in here,” Steve says defensively. The feeling of being watched hasn’t gone away and while he’s never run away from a hot spot before, he’d very much like to now. He doesn’t like this house. It’s not like the others. 

“Aww, Steve, don’t worry. I’ll protect you,” Billy says, with a flirty wink. Steve’s stomach dips, first with arousal and then disappointment. He doesn’t mean it like that. He never means it like that.

Robin pats his arm as she passes by, drifting out into the hallway. She wanders down the hallway and they hear her sudden exclamation.

“Robin?” Steve follows her, wondering what fresh she’s found but she meets him in a doorway, face alight with joy.

“Steve, come look at this!” She drags his arm and pulls him into the room, shouting for Billy all the way. They’re in the family dining room, a grand room with paneled walls and a formerly plush red carpet, a full set of chairs still arranged around the ornate dining table. Steve gawps at the gilded sconces as they pass by. 

“Wow,” Steve says finally, when they come to a stop at the end of the room. Robin beams, turning to look at her find. “Holy fuck, is that them?”

“The Creels,” Robin says, eyes flicking over the four faces in the portrait. “The Packards must have bought it at an auction or maybe it came with the house. We have to film our intro here.”

Steve nods mutely. Victor Creel stands in the center of the picture, arms around his family. Virginia sits on a chair, legs folded neatly and a coy smile on her lips. She looks like the picture perfect housewife, golden hair gently curled under her chin. Alice is wearing pristine white skirts and gleaming buckled shoes, a wide toothy grin on her small face. Only Henry is dour, narrow chin and dark eyes staring resolutely out of the frame. 

“Creepy fucker, right?” Robin says, following his eye-line. “Are you gonna be okay with…this?” 

He knows that she’s not talking about the house.

“It’s fine,” he says automatically and Robin snorts.

“I stopped believing that one two years ago,” she sighs, tucking her arm through his. “I just…thought you’d get over it. Move on. You certainly dated enough.”

“Yeah,” Steve says miserably. “Me too.” 

Onto Chapter 2

[stealingyourbones]

The Anti Ecto Acts never actually cleared the House of Representatives, the bill was never passed. A Meta representative spotted the blatant loophole in Meta Protection Laws and brought that to attention.

The GIW were actually a group of ghost hunters hired by Vlad after their contracts with the government never went through.

Imagine the relief and horror that Danny felt being gently told by Superman, after helping the man with a fight and now trying to hide from the GIW before he’s found, that the Federal Anti-Ecto Control Act isn’t real.

[starry-songs-canvas]

Take Care of Him

The boy, who had Damian’s face, couldn’t be more different than Dick’s (alive?) baby brother.

Aside from his Snow White hair, he smiled and laughed freely, making puns on top of his embarrassing story about his supposed twin brother.  

(“Clones don’t have childhood memories right?  So if I have an embarrassing story or two, that’ll give you a way to check that I’m not a clone AND give you ammunition for teasing!”)

“—And that’s how his face—and his pride—was forever wounded by Sparta the warrior cat!”  Danny finished his story with a flourish, cracking up immediately after.

“Huh, and to think he left it at “training”, obviously he didn’t think anyone would let the cat out of the bag.”  Dick said, laughing even as he eyed the lookalike.

Danny snorted.  “Yeah, I doubt he thought anything as Cat-astropic as that would happen.”

They sat in silence for a moment, overlooking the buildings below, with the Dalv. Co. Labs smoking in the distance and the breeze blowing past the two, yet only seeming to affect Nightwing and not the phantom beside him.

“Is he safe?  Is he happy?” Danny murmurs as he looks up at the stars, looking every bit the forlorn ghost he claimed to be.

“…We keep each other safe.  And I’d say once he got past the stabbing faze, he’s pretty happy in Gotham.”

“But I’m sure it’d make him happy to see you again.”  Dick thought back to the comments the vampire-ghost they’d fought earlier.  It didn’t sound exactly, “happy” or “safe” for Danny.  Or anyone else involved.

Danny shook his head.  “Nah.  He’s… moved on.  And with how crazy my after-life is?  I’m already dealing with ghosts, ghost-hunters, and my—err—that frootloop from earlier.  I do not need to add furries and murder-ninjas to the mix.”

Danny sighed as he floated into a standing position.  “Speaking of which, if you could just, maybe not tell him you saw me?  Better to let dead dogs lie.”

Danny’s piercing Lazarus green eyes looked at Dick and he saw the exact same expression B had on whenever he “had to do it alone”.

“Just, take care of him, Kay?  Or I’ll haunt you to the ends of the universe!”  He said, throwing up a peace sign as he turned invisible.

Dick snorted, “Yeah, sure kid.”

Dick got up and started off toward the bat-plane.  He had a brother to interrogate, and another brother/clone of his brother to find.

[tanglepelt]

Dc x dp idea 98

John and JLD are up against a threat from the infinite realm. When the being goes to declare their plans to destroy the planet. The being suddenly comes to a halt.

Apparently there is a single ecto entity that has a haunt on this planet. So they can’t flat out destroy the planet, that would just be rude.

Upon an investigation. As they are definitely gonna scout out who the ecto entity is at the minimum. They find none other the Cujo.

Seeing as it’s quite common for ecto animals to claim an ecto being in the realm as their “haunt”. The JLD assume Cujo, who is asleep on Danny, claimed Danny as his.

[sleepy-writes-stuff]

DP X DC PROMPT #28

(#) = Notes at the end of post

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Chartreuse

Due to the high levels of ambient ectoplasm, all the citizens of Amity Park gained a permanent change in eye color. They don't glow or flare in response to rampant emotions like true ghosts or the halfas though. They're just an unnaturally bright yellow-green.

The thing is, nobody else on Earth has this eye color, and it's never been seen in the human race until the recently graduated Amity Parkers started branching out to other cities to find jobs.

Nobody paid this any mind at first, though. Many just thought the individuals liked strangely colored contacts or it was a trick of the light. It's not until Danny and Tucker are both hired for positions in Wayne Enterprises that questions start popping up.

At first, the other employees thought the two might be related. It could happen, it's not that strange. However, when both of them said they're nowhere near related, just childhood best friends, it left everyone confused. If they aren't related and they aren't wearing colored contacts, then what are the odds of too completely unrelated people having the exact same strange and unseen eye color?

After a while, everyone just stops asking questions. After all, both men are easy to get along with and are excellent at their jobs, so a strange eye color isn't really something to complain about. Their stares were just a bit more intense than most people, and honestly, they've seen stranger things.

It helps that they've started seeing other people with the same eye color popping up in celebrity, sports, and activist circles. (1)

However, It's not until the power goes out during a late meeting/presentation, and Tim Drake accidentally turns on and shines his cell phone light into Tuckers eyes, that he starts seriously digging.

Needless to say, the animal-like green shine of his pupils scared the shit out of him and got him wondering if two of his new employees were part of a previously unknown alien race that'd recently settled on Earth without anyone noticing. When he looks into the middle of nowhere town they came from, this idea is even further cemented when he sees every person he finds a photo of have the exact same shade of chartreuse eyes. Ignoring the ghost rumors and "sightings" as just a strange tourist trap for the strange little town to make extra income, he brings the info he found to the other bats and birds.

They aren't exactly welcomed when they go snooping around Amity Park, unfortunately... (2 & 3)

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Now. To make this a bit more cracky, when confronted, do Danny and Tucker just come clean or do they milk the idea of them being aliens for all it's worth? (4) Add in a few strange, but perfectly normal for them, things they do that have people scratching their heads and make the assumption even worse/more irrefutable. This includes the unexplainable eye shine Tim discovered.

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(1) Paulina became a supermodel and is coveted for her striking eye color and beautiful complexion. Dash became a coach for a well known college in Metropolis, while Kwan became a fitness trainer and sponsor for health related items that actually work, also partnered with the college Dash coaches at. Sam became a notorious environmental activist and is the enemy of many companys who are determined to turn the world into a toxic wasteland. With the help of Danny's parents, she's found many eco-friendly chemical compounds that dissolve many of the toxic substances damaging ecosystems around the world. Etc, etc.

(2) Ectoplasm exposure has made everyone a bit more territorial over the town, including their protectors. They don't need outside heroes/organizations interfering with their work and don't/won't take kindly to the sudden interest hero organizations gain over them and their strange little town. That hasn't worked out too well with other government sanctioned organizations in the past and they don't want a repeat, thank you.

(3) Maybe Team Phantom even established themselves right around the same time or even before the Justice League was formed and they just flew under the radar until now. Maybe Amity Parkers feel a bit superior due to their seniority in having an excellent team in the know about the supernatural/non-human side of the world/universe? Who knows? You pick! Amity Park has been through a lot by themselves, so it's no shocker if they have an extreme amount of solidarity towards those they call their own.

(3 cont'd) Also! Since Amity Park has become so rich and saturated in ectoplasm over the years, they were eventually annexed/became an outside part of the Ghost Zone. Jack and Maddy are border patrol and any ghosts coming through need a passport now. Amity Park is basically a vacation hub for ghosts? Ghosts can freely roam the streets, they just don't wreak havoc anymore. That'd basically be terrorizing their fellow citizens at this point anyway and that's a no no. That means jail time with Walker. Amity Parkers also aren't afraid anymore and in fact CAN hit back now. This does not stop the Bat Clan and eventually the Justice League from thinking they're a town full of aliens tho. Some are just more human looking than others. Or they've been on Earth and procreating long enough with humans that their hybrid offspring have also started looking more human, is the ongoing conclusion.

(4) The Anti-Ecto Acts are not an issue here! Team Phantom already dismantled and annihilated the GIW years before they even thought of leaving Amity Park on its own. Before graduating highschool even. Yes, Team Phantom is perfectly self-sufficient and able to handle their own problems and have kept the city-wide ghost infestation pretty isolated outside a few events that were handled quickly and with the world none the wiser. So the world is still pretty ignorant of the existence of ghosts/the Ghost Zone. Would Team Phantom and Amity Park prefer to keep it that way though?

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 199

“Where the fuck are my legs?” 

Danny wasn’t happy. It wasn’t funny! Usually he just had a ghost tail when flying really fast, like super speed, not all the time! It’s not funny Clockwork, you’re used to having a tail, he isn’t! 

What do you mean it’s permanent?! He needs his legs! Clockwork!! He wouldn’t have agreed to the adoption if he knew he’d lose his legs! 

…Okay, that was a lie, Clockwork was a great parent who encouraged his chaos and enjoyed screwing over assholes like the Observants. But still! He looks like some sort of snake person now! No he doesn’t want a nap, he’s not a baby! 

Clockwork, why are you being quiet? He’s not a baby! He’s not a baby, right? What do you mean all ghosts are babies until they’re a hundred years dead!? But he’s a halfa- what do you mean it takes longer for Ancients?! 

No he doesn’t want that nap, he’s having a midlife crisis here several years too early! 

[angryraptor13]

DPxDC: Haunted Car

Say Constantine has been tracking a car that tends to attract lethal teenage-driving accidents; whether it's haunted or cursed or something else, he's not entirely sure. But he's finally tracked the damn thing down, freshly purchased by some Wayne-bait teenager, and decides to just exorcise it on the down-low. Easy, in-and-out, kid would never know there was a problem.

Except he can't find any curse or ghost, on it or in it.

Though there had definitely been a scary strong ghost in the car *recently*; the ecto-signature was distressingly similar to that of the new King of the Infinite Realms. Had someone contracted the new guy just to off this random kid??

... Ah. Kid's the son of some ghost hunters. That's a nasty sense of irony someone has there; but who would have both the means & the motive??

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Meanwhile, Jazz is going full Therapist Mode on the extremely traumatized spirit who Danny had found bound to a cursed amulet in his new-to-you car. Danny's making them some ecto-cocoa & smothering them in his fuzziest warm blanket. Yeah, mind control sucks, bud. It's not your fault! And you still drive better than my dad, LOL.

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Halloween prompts no. 19

Danny is flung into a new dimension by Skulker and they continue to fight above a strange city. Danny makes sure to end it quickly after that in case he attracts the attention of yet another person or group of people who want to hurt him for whatever reason..

He flies into a nearby building only to discover a freaky mad scientists lab and finds a clone of someone named "Robin". The clone was appearently a baby that they were planning on brainwashing and raising in a cult like setting to kill the "Bats"

"Jee, is the rodent problem that bad?!" Either way he decides to kidnap the baby and destroy everything in a blaze of glory. No child soldiers on his watch. No siree! He then portals his way home.

What he did not count on was him immediately running into his parents in his ghost form with a very alive baby in his arms. They stared eachother down in uncharacteristic silence, one afraid that they would hurt the baby with thier reckless firing and the others staring slack jawed cause why does he have a baby?!

The whole of Amity Park is also asking this question. Many assume its his, despite his age because teenages parents do exist, plus phantom kept calling it "his" baby so...

Others are worried that he might have just taken a baby from a dangerous environment and decided to keep it not realizing how much work a baby is. (Spot on) Both theories raise questions about how ghosts view families and how they reproduce. Upon asking Phantom he turned bright green, made a witty one liner and bolted.

Frostbite calls Danny in to give a check up to both him and the baby and uses this time to get a DNA sample from the child, and with a bit of ghostly magic he tracks down the parents and contacts them by straight up ringing thier doorbell. He and Alfred get along immediately.

Eventually Frosty tricks Phantom into coming back to Gotham and reveals the babies paternity in front of the batfam and the bird in question (whichever one) is freaking out a bit, "I'm too young to be a father!" style and Dannys like, "Cool. Cause I have no intention of sharing! Byeeee!" Before vanishing. Frostbite wants a nap.

Cue batfam following Phantom back to his dimension via Frostbite only to discover various people in Amity Park have also grouped together armed with ghost hunting gear to capture Phantom and get the baby away from him. Yeah, they know the kid has good intentions but hes only 14 and its not good for him or the baby. So they're effectively acting like undead CPS.

About time.

Anyway, Danny realizes he can't revert to his living form because his ecto signature would still ping on the equipment as Phantom and thats not something he wants to explain right now. Or possibly ever. With that being said he refuses to abandon his child. Hes only had them for two weeks and they're already his whole world.

Sam keeps telling him this was stupid and even Tuckers concerned. "How will you take care of a baby, dude? You can't even balance your hero life with you real life" Okay, fair. Jazz then started talking to him about talking to the babys father to at least get some help raising them and Danny finally agreed. For the baby's sake.

Bruce is so relieved when he finally gets to see his grandchild safe and sound.

[mkarchin713]

DP Prompt: Fenton Reality

Danny ends up as a realist agent who acts as a mediator between the current residence and the former (ghostly) residents.

[ekat-fandom-blog]

Bounty Hunter AU but DCxDP

OK, so I really enjoyed my bounty hunter au, but I feel like I could make it more entertaining. This is a human au btw.

Some info: Bounty hunter is an actual job and are mostly called bail enforcement agents or fugitive recovery agents. They can legally pursue fugitives across state lines and break and enter their house without a warrant if they know the fugitive is there. They primarily pursue and apprehend fugitives who have skipped bail or failed to appear for court proceedings. Only 4 states ban bounty hunting; Oregon, Kentucky, Illinois, and Wisconsin. (I do not know if this would be mirrored in DC because of how many super villains there are.) The laws regarding bounty hunters vary state to state. Only the USA and the Philippines have legalized bounty hunters.

Danny becomes a bounty hunter out of spite towards the GIW. His goal is to show up the GIW bounty hunter group and rub it in their face. And to catch Vlad and turn in the bounty on his head.

Danny's gotten pretty good at being a bounty hunter. He's caught quite a few criminals and is on the case of another one that happens to have crossed over into one of the hero's territory.

Here's a few ideas of how this could go:

Danny goes to Gotham to catch Johnny and Kitty. Given that their aesthetic matches Gotham pretty well, they're able to blend in well enough that even though Danny's tracked them to Gotham and is loosely working with the commissioner, he has to resort to asking for help from the Bats. Neither side trusts the other. Danny nearly gives up when Johnny and Kitty go through another dramatic break-up that has nearly the entirety of Gotham gossiping about it. He finds them, handcuffs them, and leaves for Amity. Both the bats and himself are relieved to not be dealing with the other.

Danny goes to Gotham to catch Spectra. Her and her butler are slippery and wonderful at disappearing, but given the amount of poverty they stick out. This tips off the Bats' that something's wrong. Danny gets to town and while the bats do not trust him, he's working(sorta) with Commissioner Gordon. As a last ditch effort to avoid getting caught, Spectra and Bertrand join Joker and Harley. Despite the four getting along, Harley gets jealous which causes them to have an explosive falling out, catching everyone's eyes. The situation becomes Spectra & Bertrand v Joker & Harley v Danny & the Bats.

Danny goes to Metropolis to catch Aragon. He chose the place because he thought it would be easy to lay low and then start a new cult. He wasn't wrong. Danny teams up with investigative reporter, Clark Kent, to find the slimy ex-cult leader.

Skulker goes to Jump City to hunt Beast Boy. He, unlike most of Danny's other bounties, is wanted in several states. He's also one of the few to seek out Danny specifically. So when Danny shows up to prevent him from doing his job, Skulker sees it as an opportunity to use BB as bait. A 'two birds, one stone' sorta thing. Danny teams up with the rest of the Teen Titans to take down Skulker and save BB.

The GIW ends up chasing down the same fugitive as Danny (for different bounties) in Star City. Green Arrow has to keep the two from destroying his city.

Desiree goes to hide in Faucet City. She's laying low by working as a fortune teller(cliche I know) but the ambient magic is causing her reading to be rather accurate. Especially the readings about misfortune. This gains her the attention of the news and Wiz Radio Show host, Billy Batson. The news is how Danny learns where she is. Billy thinks that Desiree is a new villain, while Danny's just trying to figure out how Desiree became such a popular fortune teller while trying not to make a huge scene. The two meet and immediately clock the other as a potential ally in taking down Desiree quietly. Between how many secrets Billy keeps and Danny's constant off-the-wall split second decision making, it's like working with the Bats again but they actually get along.

and here's two crack-ish ideas for you:

Danny is standing just outside of Wisconsin while Vlad taunts him. Saying stuff about how sad it is that bounty hunting isn't legal in Wisconsin. Danny just calls the fricken cops on him instead.

Or instead of Danny calling the cops, he just starts leaving. Vlad is not done taunting him though and starts to follow him, when he realizes he's fallen into a trap and left the relative safety of Wisconsin.

[https-hunter]

Prompt Game: Isaac/Nigel - green

Isaac's eyes fluttered open to the bright shaft of light that shone onto his and Nigel's king-sized bed. What he saw was much brighter than what any beam of the sun's rays could muster.

He was met with his darling fiancé's face close to his own, gazing upon Isaac with love and adoration in his eyes. Those green eyes that shot through Isaac's soul, and had consistently since the summer of 1777.

Isaac could get lost in those eyes all day and intended to do so and he snuggled closer into Nigel's welcoming arms.

[gotta-whump-them-all]

Ghost hunter caretaker/whumper and ghost whumpee is sending me..!!

Caretaker hunts evil spirits/ghosts for a living but just simply can't imagine ever hurting whumpee since they are just so cute and nice

Whumpee is terrified of humans since they're so used to people trying to exorcise their houses of them and being scared of him

When caretaker comes and finds whumpee inside of someone's house and instantly decides to just take them with them back to their house

Whumpee freaks out and doesn't want to go but caretaker captures them and just brings them back to their home

The reason caretaker is also referred to as whumper is because they did technically take whumpee against their will but it was better than their prior life

They don't live in fear anymore, they have food and proper shelter, and they're aloud to freely roam the house as long as they don't exit the inside

Life is a little more nice for whumpee and now caretaker has a semblance of a friend or family

[disastertriowriting]

@clonefandomevents

This is our fill for "pregnancy". :)

The clones haven’t left her since once since they found out about her pregnancy, not with the very real threat that Palpatine could pose to her and her baby. Anika doesn’t mind it. They’re protecting her, not babying her, and she’s just grateful to have a place she belongs, and a family she can call her own. They’ll stay together through everything, even the rise of the Empire.

[tanglepelt]

Dc x dp idea 34

Danny gets sent back in time often to fix disasters. This causes problems.

Danny is a member of the teen titans in this. Amity has been handled portal shut down by the league. The minute the anti ecto acts were suggested they acted and nipped it in the bud. As Danny is a teen in this that’s we’re he goes.

Now Danny never really stated his status as a halfa. Just indirectly said his parents caused him to have the second form.

One day there is a huge threat. Now there are rumors the ghost king is kind and protective of earth. In the past there are records of him helping. At the same time warnings he will bring destruction. Two very distinct personalities.

Danny tries to stop them but it’s too late. As he is the one who sealed pariah not the ancients. The summoning worked as it had no magic backing it.

Cue pariah instantly attacking Danny raving about how he took away his victory. Now they have two threats at once. Danny takes down pariah and becomes king.

Now the split personalities makes sense especially when Danny actually discloses some information. Like the fact he had time traveled and clockwork likes to make him fix things.

[the-writer-in-the-winter-forest]

Some Spice to go with the SMUT!! 🔥🔥

Ok, this is probably nothing new, I'm just saying I dont see much of it. But can we PLEASE normalize "Breaking the Headboard" in fanfiction? And just in general writing?

Not even breaking (depending on if the character is super strong, or maybe the sex pollen gives them super strength, I dunno), even just grasping it will do.

•You wanna convince me that either party enjoyed themselves, IMMENSELY? Here's a good place to start.

•Perfect way to demonstrate pleasure without worrying about hurting other party members!!

•Wanna showcase sensual self-control? I'd work with this.

(Throwing in some fandom #'s for good measure)

Thank you, and goodnight! 🫡

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 270

Wing Au? Wing Au. 

But see, ecto-contamination has an effect on those of Amity Park, even more so after their temporary stint into the Zone itself. They were there for hours, if not more, that has an effect on things. It’s like suddenly being transported in the middle of the sight of a nuke, there’s no way you aren’t getting irradiated. 

So their wings might start to… mutate a bit. Just shift and adjust here and there, grow bigger than how they should, with how flight had been lost so long ago. Some now covered in a waxy sheen, others bioluminescent, more with flickers of scales like moths. Others even further changed, the tops opening into maws, eyes blinking amidst feathers, leaves growing from bone like it’s a branch. 

And the Outside remains oblivious beyond the shields, unaware of the rising anger behind it as instincts of predators are returned and brought anew. Where the dead and the living meld into something new. Something Other to what they once were. 

And the GIW are starting to become concerned with how the things inside are searching for a way out. It… might be time to ask for assistance.