◇Undead Empathy◇ ||

-Prompt-

Jack 'I invented Ecto-Contamination' Fenton punches superman in the face hard, like, he's halfway to metropolys by the time he regains consciousness hard.

His reason?

You leave his cloned granddaughter alone! You don't have the right to pick one her you dumb alien clonist!

With that he marches towards the basement, and before he steps into the portal, he shouts, knowing full well the floting dummy can hear him.

Jack: "I'm going to get your parents and see how could they raise such a failure. You're enough of a disappointment that I guarantee you they came back as ghosts."

Jack is normally nice, but he made his cloned hafa gandbaby cry, and that is a sin unforgivable.

Just so you know --unless specifically stated otherwise-- you are free to do as you please with the prompts I put out.

This Post inspired this. (I may have developed reblogophobia)

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The stars shined brightly through the window as he leaned against it. His soft green glow masked by the space themed night lights.

'It's been such a long time since my thoughts have been so clear' he mused, 'I guess millennia alone do take a toll on the mind.'

'Last time my thoughts weren't muddled by anger and power lust, was... was when she..' an exhausted, self depricating sigh escaped his lips. 'I'm such a fool. She was just trying to calm me down, and I let that trice dammed ring take hold! I banished my dear wife from the relams and I can't believe it took me three thousand years to remember!!'

A soft snore brought him out of his mind. Casting his gaze on the occupant of the bed he smirked ever so slightly. 'To think this child was capable of defeating me. It's honestly both impressive and very worrying.' He relaxed his body a bit 'And now he is to be crowned High King...'

"Hmm..." He tilted his to the side 'Black hair, blue eyes... My dear Gotham would have loved him. I just hope she can forgive me one day.'

Pushing against the window he got to his feet. 'That settles it, I'll take him as my heir... Huh, I guess not only her knights got Gotham's adoption problem...' He shakes his head 'Nevermind that, I'll make sure he can live, grow and learn without trouble or worry untill he is ready for the throne.'

Raising his hand he does a gesture that is physically impossible for the anatomy of the human appendage, and with a puff of green smoke a floating eyeball appears spontaneously. Quickly grabbing what stands for its throath to make sure it doesn't make a sound, he stands to his full height and looks it straight in the pupil. Once its quivering in fear, and he is certainly it understands its situation, he slowly passes it a note.

The Observer looks at the note then slowly, fearfully, back at The Curent High King, Pariah Dark, who is staring back at him sporting Danny Phantom's patented (as in, he literally filled a pattent) little shit™️ smirk. After reluctantly receiving the note, he is then forcefully banished back to the zone. The "Don't do something you will regret." Phariah mouthed at him sending him into a fit of shivers.

As the green smoke dissipated, he turned towards the bird rack in the corner 'Well, I better go to "sleep" as well, there is lot of work to do tomorrow.' As his body morphed and black fathers replaced green skin he thought "I should get young Danny to rescind my beloved's exile.'

Talons tightly gripping the wooden stand, he turned his beak twords the stars beyond the window 'Truly a bitter feeling this is. Then again, I suppose it is expected of medicine to be bitter, because this is medicine... I am healing after all.'

And with an imperceptible nod of his featherd head, the curtains closed tightly.

@hecate-hollow

For me, Ma Kent canonically will always have a pair of Kryptonite knuckle-dusters in her bedside cabinet. Because, while Clark is their son, he is also quite an idiot sometimes.

So, when Dani comes over to the farm to inform them (What a nice young lady she is) about Connor the clone, and that superman is being an Ass to him-

-They know that clones are basically the norm on Krypton, and according to Krypton laws he should have already been teaching him how to play baseball and ride a bike (They have been talking to Jor'El [He is also disappointedin his son])...

Well, let's just say that Superman wakes up in the tower's infirmary, seeing stars, sporting a nasty bruise on his forehead and a concusion headache.

◇Undead Empathy◇ |||

The Ghost King was not happy. How could he be? Hed just finished enough paperwork to rival ghostwriter's library seven times over. Hes also pretty sure he'd burned enough useless complaints and stupid demands to ignite a freaking star! He'd barely gotten a day's break before even more arrived.

Heros... ancients damm them. "Heh!" He sounded like a second rate villan. But seriously they are damm troublesome. Jonn Constantine has a problem, maybe even an addiction... well beyond cheap cigarettes and even cheeper booze. The Flash on the other hand is a meanece. The master of time had to send him on over a thousand expeditions throughout All of time to make sure something didn't, and excuse his language, fuck itself a trillion ways to sunday.

"This has got to stop." Growled out His Majesty. And as he sat on his throne deep in tought, Danny began to plan. He's done fixing their problems for them, so, why doesn't he let both his problems solve themselves?

"Fright Knight!" He bellowed. The glint of chaos in is voice would have made the lords of order sweat.

And with the flash of lightning the loyal knight appeared, kneeling at the steps to his throne. God, he still not used to this, but at the moment he's too tiered to care.

"I wish for you to inform-He said the last word with such venom, Ancients, he needs a break.-Jonny boy Constantine--

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"-That you are hearby, on the account owning your whole soul, required by His Majesty The Ghost King, Ruller of The Infinite Realms and all existing and non-existing Afterlifes to dissuade the superhero know as The Flash by All Means Necessary from utilizing the ability know as Flashpoint, least you be stripped of your immortality and be forced to fix all the problems he has caused by yourself. " Spoke the Spooky ass knight with unbelievable authority in his voice, and a presence that has already fried half his protections and wards...

Before he disappeared in a swarm of bats that fazed through his floor ceiling and walls, completely ignoring the window that he had telekineticly ripped out of the wall when he first arrived. "Bloody Fucking Hells!" Shouted the sober brit. Not by choice, mind you, the spooky twat forcefully sobered him up. 'I'm not drunk enoughfor this' though Constantine as he reached for a cigarette, only to find that they have turned into lightning bolt nicotine gummys.

That was the last straw, he saw red. He should probably calm down, crossed the mind of the magic detective as he ripped a hole trough space to create a portal, but right now he didn't care enough

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It had been a good day for the Justice league, no great catastrophe happened, crime was relatively low, even for an organization that watched the whole globe, and it just had to go south in the middle of the last meeting of the day... That thought was going to most of the members minds as they tensed and readied for combat.

The portal had started forming right as Diana was finishing her debriefing. Of course all of them prepared for a fight... only to relax as Jonn Constantine stepped trough, his eyes scanned the room and when they landed on their resident speedster, they narrowed. "You bloody fecking morron!" Intoned the magician as he stomped right up to the Flash. He then proceeded to deck him hard enough in the face that many of them jumped when they heard the crack and then jumped again when they heard his head tumph against the metal floor, out cold.

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@illusionwolfwriter24r8 @stealingyourbones

Ok, so you know how monarchs and governments, could like issue papers to, like make legal pirates?

Picture this:

Phantom is a king.

He so incredibly done and wants a vacation.

He issues said piracy papers to "Danny Fenton"

Que legal pirate chaos gremlin Danny.

And he goes ALL the way in on the pirate shtick.

Accent, eyepatch, old wooden literally ghost ship (not that anyone notices, so maybe just a liminal ship), crew (Could either be his rogues or just ghost goons) Or, he goes up to the goonion and hires a crew.

Cue the goonion stareing incredulously.

This twink that looks like a summer breeze could blow him off his feet wants to start a pirate crew?

Eh, more like privateers, so it's thenically legal (He has the papers, tho they have never heard of the GZ), the pay is good and and he covers everything from dental to parenthood.

Maybe even become a space pirate.

Also insert Youngblood.

Shenanigans ensue

Other social media actually sucks.

Like I had a problem with tumblr, they sent me an email, I clicked a few times and, done, fixed. Now, a certain blue letter site on the other hand... You telling me you've seen suspicious activity on my account, the account that both I and God know hasn't seen any movement except DUST floating around for 2+ years, and now, I must show you (Read photograph) ACTUAL physical documents like my birth certificate and driver's license and shiz? That you'll keep for a whole YEAR? Just to be let back in? I THINK NOT.

Bash supes mood go!

-Prompt-

*Insert view of the watchtower* *cartoon zoom in to inside*

Hal Jordon just arrested a yellow lantern hanging around earth. Passing by the meeting room on the way to the holding area, Hal barely has time to notice the yellow core member depower when the ring flies away, both parties looking shocked.

Pan to the meeting room. Batman is, as always, sulking in a corner, Superman is scolding Connor. Phantom is chatting with Wonder Woman at the end of the table.

Out of nowhere, Superman is stopped mid sentence by a yellow light hovering in front of his face.

[Kal-El, you have the power to cause great fear]

Suddenly, it gets cut off by a great *snap*. Everyone turns to look at the sound, only to see Phantom, still seated but his head is now turned 180° starring straight at the ring. His eyes drift to Connor, the to supes, and finally back to the ring.

In an instant, Danny replaces the ring, floating between superman and Connor. With a mighty 'thunk' it (the ring) turns to dust against the reinforced far wall of the room.

Holding superman by the throat, Danny's face turns to a grimace, his mouth becomes what can only be described as a pit of living sawblades.

Whit a voice like pressure washing a chalkboard with glass dust in slow-motion, he shouts:

"LiStEn hERe YOU LitTLE shiIT! I wiILL sHOVEe the REmaINS of KrYPTon so FAr up yOUr asS, you'll NEver seE YOur POWers agAIN!!"

-Prompt-

Dani is in deep trouble, like she is cornered by Vlad or The GIW or both.

And just as they're about to get her, Cujo pops in.

He looks at all of them individually for a long moment then goes:

Cujo: ~WOOF~

He release a deep bark. Like the pits of hell deep. Like you feel your soul strain, you feel your sins rattle inside your bones. Deep enough to shake space, to make your blood sing death metal.

And then he grows, and he keeps growing and growing, past skyscrapers, past satelites, he grows till his tail touches the moon and then some, until soon, a PLANET sized pupil is staring right at them, daring them to even breathe.

So, to continue this:

■Gotham■

The city has basically turned into a free for all arena between:

Old mafia families (To capture the Joker for their leaders)

Red Hood

The batfam-1 (To capture the Joker for Jason)

Batman (He, himself is not quite sure what he is trying to do)

A couple of rogues (Ivy, Harley, Mr.Freze, etc.)

Jonh Constantine (This little shit wants to piss hell [and the rest of the supernatural] off even more by getting away)

Deadshot (An easy way out, might even get to hang out with his doughter)

The Church (It's a CRUSADE!)

And finally Jack and Maddie Fenton, who feel like they have to atone for what the have done to their sweet little boy.

Oh, and Jazz is also there to make sure that the Joker stays dead after everyone is done with him.

So the city is in an Almost total state of chaos, vigilanties and mercenaries prowling and jumping between rooftops, mafia families and goons on every street and alleyway. A church mob (complet with crosses, torches and pitchforks on every main road) A trashcan magician popping in and out at random throughout the city. A tall, amazonian like woman with red hair leaning on walls and sings, sighing walking away and then doing it again carring a wicked looking techno pistol. And the Fenton couple in their tank like abomination tearing trough the streets.

(Everybody is making sure not to harm innocents otherwise what's the point of the pardon. Plus god is watching.)

All this while the Joker cowers in fear in a swear deep beneath Gotham, terrorized by the shades of his past victims.

@thegatorsgoose @krzys2000 @i-smile-every-day @skulld3mort-1fan @malice-of-the-sunrise @akikkobara

Ok, so Danny rules all afterlifes, and being the clown hating little shit he is goes:

◇Sky goes green over Gotham◇

"Listen and hear this Royall decree!"

"I, Phantom, God-King of all afterlifes hearby say"

"That as long as your crimes do not exceed his, and you are willing to repent,"

"So long as you kill the Joker, all your sins will be absolved and you will be granted entry into your Heaven of choice!"

Jason-*Sheds a tear* Fuck yeah! *Fist bump*

Harley-*Evil grin*

Ivy-*Evil grin... but in green*

The rest of the bafamily-"Does this mean-"

Batman-"No"

The rest of the bafamily-"But God said so!"

John 'Fuck my life' Constantine-"I need a drink.... Who emptied all the pubs!?" (By bad luck he just happened to be in Gotham)

The rest of Gotham-*Party! Umptz! Umptz!* (Also emptied all the pubs)

The Joker-"Uh oh..."

Danny 'Fuck that clown in particular' Phantom-*Literally splits his head in two like a nightmare cheshire cat grinning*