A/n: Ignore how I haven't posted in a while. Enjoy this new fandom I got into but haven't actually watched the show off TvT
Technical Summary: Lin Ling saved Nice but realized the weight of perfection resting on his shoulders. He couldn't really do anything, but he could try to warp public opinion on what perfection meant, right?
Barely any angst; some lovely fluff; not really any shipping unless you seriously squint for it
Lin Ling hadnāt expected to save a hero when at the lowest points of his life, but he did. And it wasnātā¦ as rewarding or even gratifying as it shouldāve been. It was a highlight in his life, but not because it positively affected his life to a radical degree. It didnāt have that kind of impact.
Lin Ling could remember the anger and frustration written on Niceās face. His blame fell upon Lin Ling. The anxiety and mental turmoil that seemingly appeared out of thin air painting Niceās eyes.
But that smile was still there. Lin Ling could see how strained it was. How something dulled further as Nice subconsciously responded, like some kind of robot on autopilot. Like a puppet on strings with a speaker shoved into his throat.
Lin Ling could see the defeat when Miss J, along with bodyguards, came to collect him like some kind of child who had been brought to the principalās office. The packet of NDAs shoved in his face.
And now, staring at his computer, he could see it everywhere. Heās spent so much time looking at Niceās face for his job, but never once did he notice how fake that smile was. Not until now.
Next thing he knows, heās on social media again.
I bet Nice has an obsession with classic music, but not the slow stuff. The ones with insane tempos. Think Brahms 21 Hungarian Dances.
-
He started to do some commissions and applied for various jobs. In 2 weeks, he got a job as a barista in a cafe and wasnāt too bad at it. He couldnāt score anything in graphic design, not with how public his boss made his unemployment.
It was a bit of consolation when he saw the project he was working on not getting posted within the week. Lin Ling had picked up the slack and got everything back on schedule when the last head of the creative director had left from how much pressure was on her. Clearly, nobody has yet to fill in the shoes he was forced to leave behind.
On another note, heās been continuously posting on a Nice Fan Blog about little domestic things he could see Nice doing. Plenty of people agree with him on many of those things, an equal amount of people disagreeing and posting their own headcannons.
It was fun to imagine the scenarios people came up with, even more so when they made comedic fanart of them to really envision it.
Ever think Nice would rest in the sunlight from the window like a cat would?
-
Perfect is a subjective term. Social norms changed often. Trends and opinions are always shifting all kinds of directions.
Lin Lingās video was interrupted by an ad, as usual. But he couldnāt get himself to skip it. Not when heās seeing Nice being so surprised by the flavor of a drink from a fast food restaurant that somehow afforded his presence. Lin Ling knew without a doubt that Nice had actually enjoyed it, and had been shocked to find something he could actually like.
And upon going back onto the media platforms, he could see how much his likeability skyrocketed.
Because perfect was subjective and diverse depending on the person, the group, the population. Because perfect could be just the person you really are. And it seems as though Nice has enough people who like something real rather than an ideal.
Is it weird how I could see koalas being Niceās favorite animal?
Plenty of people agreed and disagreed. Nothing seemed to overtake all the other opinions though. The masses were too split for it.
Only a few months after that post, the news featured Nice defeating a villain at the zoo. The picture for it was of him waving at the red pandas.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
ā Live Streamingā Interactive Chatā Private Showsā HD Qualityā Free Actions
Free to watch ā¢ No registration required ā¢ HD streaming
A/n: Sudden thought I had for the new update so- here you go.
Summary: Wedding Cake Cookie has always planned weddings for others. She wants her own wedding now.
TW: Angst, bittersweet or hopeful ending (could be either), doomed yuri type ship, cookie terminology
Black Forest/Wedding Cake (Forest Wedding???); first person POV with Wedding Cake as the narrator; No dialogue or action description, just her thought process
Iāve always loved weddings. They were so beautiful, so detailed, soā¦ perfect.
And one after the other, Iād soon come to see countless couples planning their happiest day. Some were stressed, others ecstatic, few were sent into misery from suddenā¦ cancellations.
But I loved my job. I loved to help them pick out the wedding designs, the type of food, the bouquet-
Everything was like a dream that I saw time and time again. The classics, the traditional, the unique!
Oh, how I loved them so...
And then she came to me.
Her vision, it was out there. But her love was true, it was everlasting. It was beautiful how she spoke of her love. Those eyes filled with nothing but loyalty and dedication.
She was different from my other customers.
She had that look to her, this atmosphere. I could always see hearts surrounding her, thoughts always of them, only drawing away her attention from those daydreams of the wedding when she spoke to me. The passion she had for this wedding was extreme, it was specific yet vague, it was all for the ambiance.
And it all justā¦ clicked.
A night wedding, one during the darkest time of night, the hour where the night splits its time with morning. The hour that began the new day but laid in the middle of the night. The end and beginning of a life, yet it was still all part of one life story.
Weave the uneasy atmosphere in with the awe through the candles and ethereal mystique. It was breathtaking. It simply mixed all so perfectly together, sending shivers of anticipation and suspense through my dough.
And the chant. Oh, how obsessive it all was. A love that would never break apart. One that would persevere no matter what was to happen. It was like a sacrifice. True loyalty like no other I have ever seen before.
Fate, it was fate. And fate cannot break. Not even if she should crumble.
It was beautiful, it made my heart race. I couldnāt help but think that this was it. This was the dream; this was the wedding Iāve always wanted to create. Iāve thought this over and over with so many weddings but thisā¦
This was it.
I loved my job.
Iāve always put my all for each wedding. Iāve planned everyoneās best day. I kept track of the wedding making progress with or for the couple. And Iāve gotten to watch them walk the aisle numerous times.
It was only a rehearsal. Just a single one. It wasnāt even the wedding itself, and I wanted to cry. This was what I had worked for. This was it.
The wedding was never able to happen.
I knew what was happening, the danger that was lurking in the corner and centered around her. She was a target, she was a follower of something not so ideal, and that lover was not someone she could simply marry.
I couldnāt let her leave without something to hope for, without a memory of this dream.
I was barely able to give her the bouquet before she was pulled away. I could only watch as she left and ran for safety.
I thought that would be it...
That I could move on after some lingering pity that the wedding could not happen.
I canāt think. I canāt focus. I work and work but Iā¦ I keep remembering that wedding we planned together. I keep remembering that excitement I felt. I keep remembering her...
Wedding after wedding.
It wasnāt it.
This isnāt good enough.
Why arenāt they more passionate?
Why donāt they know what they want?
Why canāt it be more unique?
Why do their ideas have to clash so much?
Why is it so plain?
Why, why, why canāt they be like her?
Why canāt they think like she did, dream like she did, love like she did?!
...
And nowā¦
Now I canāt stop thinking about how I want to live my own dream.
I want to plan it all, to live in it.
I donāt want to always watch everyone move to a new chapter of their lives.
But I canāt stomach the fear of searching or finding someone. I feel disgusted, I feel scared, I feel uninterested in all these cookies I see. Iāve travelled and seen all kinds of cookies, of cakes even.
Hi, so, it's been a good couple months since I last posted something about this playlist fic I'm making related to DC x DP. And I'm just here to say that the poll has decided!
It's Nightingale time!
Wooo! It's time to write some heart wrenching angst! I'll be posting a link to the playlist once I add in the last 10 or so songs (it took way too long to find the right smut song with the whole ballroom-ish vibes, like damn-) and then put it all together into a 1 video playlist.
I'm trying to decide if I'll put my own art or get fanart from google or whatever onto the playlist. But, eh. Whatever.
So yeah! The ball is finally going to get rolling. The plot is stitching the last pieces together.
We can't just call Pure Vanilla something like Corrupted Vanilla, Corrupt Vanilla, or any shit like that-
It's like calling Shadow Milk's original version Light Milk, or Gleaming Milk. Omg... that sounds so bad..
So... There's this chemical compound that's extracted from vanilla beans. It's called Vanillin.
So what about that? It rhymes and makes me immediately think villain, which fits since Pure Vanilla instantly went the antagonist route with Shadow Milk's whole... everything.
So yeah, can we just call Pure Vanilla's corrupted version Vanillin? Vanillin Cookie. Sounds about right. I'll use it anyway for my under-planning fics.
But also, I've only thought about this for a literal 3 minutes tops, including the time to make this post. So, comment your ideas.
Edit literally a few seconds later: You know how we all believe/think/suspect Shadow Milk cookie was previously named Blueberry Yogurt Cookie? Vanillin would fit with how Shadow Milk had his name changed to a more base-ingredient name.
So Vanillan is more of a chemical base, the exact molecule that plays a big part in vanilla extract.
No idea how this could somehow tie into his whole fortune reader vibe though.
A/n: I have a bunch of random MHA quirk ideas that just pop into my head, so I'm just gonna put them here. Might as well.
Summoning/Manifesting Zodiacs. But they're not sentient, outlines in gold light of sorts (or maybe fire, electricity, whatever, not the point).
And the Zodiacs isn't just the usual Western one (Aries, Gemini, Taurus, etc.) or the Chinese one (Snake, Dog, Rooster, etc.) But also other ones like the Babylonian, Sumerian, Tropical, Sidereal, etc.
The wielder, at first, would have to control them like if they were using a dragon thing from Mulan where the antags hid.
Or maybe like in ATLA with their element bending. The bending could be a traditional dance based on the part of the world that the Zodiacs originated from.
Eventually, they'd need less movement, maybe some pointing or something, but that's it (unless they're commanding a bunch or it's at such a large scale in size).
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
ā Live Streamingā Interactive Chatā Private Showsā HD Qualityā Free Actions
Free to watch ā¢ No registration required ā¢ HD streaming
What if Midoriya didn't encounter All Might? What if he encountered Endeavor, a pro-hero known to be very aggressive to the public, and even more so towards villains.
What if Midoriya asked him if he could be a hero without a quirk?
What if despite how out of character it was for him to say, Endeavor answered that he could try, but he could never be in the top ranks. That, if he had enough talent and intelligence, he could at least make it into Support or Underground.
What if Endeavor scanned over Midoriya's body, scoffing and saying that if he goes in just like that, he might as well give up now?
What if Endeavor, in his weird way of being superior, encouraged Midoriya because he's a believer in being able to do the impossible as long as you put in the effort?
What if he still inspires people to follow what his hero name symbolized? To attempt something with the highest effort. To give themselves the potential to succeed.
Maybe he was just being honest and really didn't care, maybe he needed good PR at the time, maybe he truly thought about what the boy's experience as being a quirkless child was like and (even more ooc) took pity on him.
Maybe Endeavor though that even cannon fodder was still useful.
Either way, it still meant everything to a boy who was just a few more steps away from taking that swan dive.
This was all a random thought, but I feel like Endeavor could manage to pull this off. It would be more like "You can try, but you won't make it anywhere close to the big leagues" rather than overly assuring.
Unlike All Might, I could see Endeavor utilizing those with intelligence very often. All Might is honestly pretty immature and is more of a "Punch first, ask questions later" kind of guy while I see Endeavor as someone who can think things through a lot more. So I can see Endeavor putting more importance to those more backstage heroes, especially the support heroes. I bet he depends on them a lot because of his quirk drawbacks, but isn't the type to admit it.
So yes, while out there, there is some possibility of him directing Midoriya towards more intelligence-based areas of heroics, specifically the ones that don't necessarily need or depend on a quirk for him to succeed.
Endeavor is an asshole, but I can see him answering with objective points to this question to someone who would soon join his kind's place on the statistics. The least he can do is encourage him to make his last moments useful, right?
Amity Park has always been haunted; everyone knows this but didn't care as long as it didn't disturb their lives. However, they didn't realize that they made up a third of the beings haunting it.
From the moving trees to the animals with blackholes for pupils. Amitians didn't care if the clouds moved and made themselves into shapes in a way that didn't seem natural, or that the streets always looked so odd or changed as they walked about.
They ignored the mushroom rings at the park, it's not like their dogs were interested in them and joggers tend to stick to the sidewalks. They ignored the people who looked familiar but just a bit off, like their too long arms, their claw or talon-like nails, the lack of facial features, their sharp teeth, and too wide smiles.
The humming and singing at night, the dancing ladies around town, the fog that had a figure just behind it- It wasn't their problem.
Until Wes moved into town and almost Immediately got out and called the Justice League.
At least he waited for Phantom to get to the point of burning out?
So, you've seen that one post about how Danny becomes the Ancient of The Void, and it's a ferret? And the reblog of him becoming friends with Space, and it's another ferret?
What if... What if there were other powerful ideas or things or whatever that were also ferrets?
Like, you know how Clockwork is the Master of Time?
What if Time was a ferret? Or MULTIPLE ferrets??? Past, Present, and Future anyone??? Or maybe one for each dimension? Or one that has the ability to duplicate???? Or maybe each thing that represents time is given a ferret: one for a clock, another for a calendar, a sun dial, stopwatches, timers-
Dreams. Each dream is a ferret. Nocturn just loves his ferrets. Or maybe it's sleep in general that's a ferret and dreams are just food for it. AND THAT'S WHY NOBODY REMEMBERS ALL THEIR DREAMS. Scientists say that people have like- 4 dreams on average in 8 hours (might've butchered that, it's been a while since I heard that bit. but it's multiple dreams nonetheless... Fever dreams are starting to make a lot of sense now...)
You know what else would be an Ancient? Luck. Like- Lady Luck. It would be funny if she was just the guardian of a bunch of gold ducks, but it would also be pretty cute if the embodiment of Luck is a ferret.
What else could be an Ancient? Idk.
But I'm thinking that this would follow the headcanon about Ancients being a Concept given existence. The Living thought them up and believed enough, but the concept or base element of it all was always there.
Then when you think about DC with deities, it all makes sense. They need belief for power and they can interact with the living realm because their believes thought they could.
On the other hand, Ancients are old concepts that been there basically forever since time in different dimensions isn't linear. They gain power just from the belief that what they're based on exists, meaning, their power is based on their assigned ferret.
City Spirits- Lady Gotham. Curses! MAGIC!!!
What if magic was a ferret too???
What if each curse residing in Gotham became ferret coded???
What if Danny becomes a shepherd but for ferrets?!
And do you know what people who can herd ferrets are called?
āItāll be good for you!ā Dick threw an arm around Timās shoulders as he beamed his way through Gotham Uās campus.
āI could have done this online. They have virtual degrees. I could have hacked my way into one.ā
āYeah, but then you wouldnāt get the authentic experience!ā
The group arrived at the dorm building, one of many, and Damian gave it a dubious once over.
āIf this is authentic, I refuse to be a part of the locals.ā Damian quietly remarked, before peering cautiously at Dick. āI have obtained my degrees. I do not need this experience.ā
āItās really not that bad, guys.ā
āHow would you know? You went to BlĆ¼dhaven for college.ā Tim retorted with the voice of a young man resigned to despair. āYou lived off campus and your door pin was Zitkaās birthday, month first then date second.ā
āā¦ Tim, why the fuck do you know that.ā
āWhen I knocked on your door, that was just common courtesy. I didnāt actually need you to open it. I could have opened it myself.ā
Dickās smile brightens even further, with the light of an LED bulb instead of his usual sun, and places a hand on Timās head. āYouāre creepy sometimes, you know that?ā
āAnd youāre careless sometimes, you know that?ā Tim groused. āUgh, whatever. Letās just get this over with. I canāt believe Iām going to have a roommate.ā
āItāll be fun! And if it isnāt, you can always swap roomies. We have enough pull to have that happen.ā
āDoubtlessly.ā Damian said. āThis campus barely passes the bar of acceptability. Why is the campus like this. Why is it incorporated into the city.ā
Tim smirked. Even though Damian spoke with formal language only found in the highest of echelons of society, Jonās influence was beginning to make itself known. Good for him, the little shit. Privately, Tim thought the presence of a Kryptonian brought out the better sides of a bat. God knows Kon did, for him.
āOkay, enough whining you two! Letās get Tim settled in.ā
Tim elbowed Dick in the gut and kept walking into the building as his big brother wheezed dramatically. Damian rolled his eyes- heās seen Nightwing take harder hits than Drakeās pointy elbows and walk it off- and followed. Unbeknownst to them, Dick all but beamed with joy at their solidarity. His plan was working.
āā
Tim settled into the dorm, disgruntled at the small and uncomfortable twin mattress. The dorm smelt of faint mildew, had at least ten safety code violations, and had ventilation that probably hasnāt been cleaned since the last fear gas attack. The vent thing honestly might explain the state of Gotham Uās students and their proclivities to become supervillains. Tim is more tempted to go into villainy than ever before with these conditions.
That is, until his roomie walked in.
Step 1) reboot brain.
Holy shit, his roomie was HOT.
Step 2) notice all the weird things his roomie all showed unconsciously. Too graceful. Walking carefully, like how Kon does sometimes when heās remembering to be careful with his fragile surroundings. Meta? Too sharp teeth.
Wait. Sharp teeth?
āUh, hi. Iām Danny. You must be my roommate. Tim, right?ā The guy, Danny, had a deep voice. And too sharp teeth. Because he smiled. It was a damn nice smile.
Step 3) bi panic. DID TIM MENTION HE WAS HOT??
āUh. Hi. Yeah, Iām Tim.ā
āCool. Whatāre you majoring in?ā
āForensic Analysis. You?ā
āAerospace engineering.ā
They looked at each other awkwardly. āCool, Iām just gonna set my stuff down.ā
āYouāre not from here, right?ā Tim asked and promptly flushed when an amused smile gets thrown his way.
āThe accent give it away?ā
āYeah. Uh. You want a tour, man?ā
āSure. Thanks.ā
āā
It was flashes of things.
āOh. I donāt go anywhere without my thermos.ā Danny smiled, patting the dented thing. Except, Timās never seen him drink from it.
Or:
āOh, woah. Foodās not attacking me.ā And the thing is, Danny actually looked apprehensive before poking at the cafeteria food.
What??
And a month passes before Tim realizes heās one hundred percent absolutely fucked.
Because itās one thing if itās an extremely attractive dork with brains and humor.
Itās an entirely different thing if the extremely attractive dork with brains and humor was a complete and total mystery. Tim is an absolute sucker for mysteries. Itās even more attractive than smacking him in the face with a brick!
āHey, Tim?ā
āUh. Yeah?ā Tim screamed at himself. Heās dated like fifteen different people! Why the hell is he so awkward with Danny?
(Tim was always awkward. He has that autistic rizz.)
āTell me more about blood splatters?ā Danny asked with a hopeful smile. Tim folded like wet paper. (It helps that he knows a lot- too much- about analyzing blood splatters.)
āā
Outside of their window, Nightwing cackled to himself. It was worth using the Wayne name to get Tim the most interesting college kid Dick could find as a roommate. Who said Tim had the market corner on stalking anyways?
Nightwing flipped off of the roof, all but skipping home.
Robin, his patrol partner for the night, grimaced. For all Richard was his favorite, the man unsettled him at times.
Dick really knew exactly how to get Tim interested. He just went, right, who is your most sus and pretty student this year. Give him to Tim please. He needs friends. Or a boyfriend. Either is fine.
Tim is going to have the BEST time trying to figure Danny out. Mostly cause Danny doesn't really lie. He talks around things. Or clams up and refuses to answer. But if he answers? Pretty much always truth. Tim now has tiny bits of puzzle all over the place. When he goes back to the manor he sets up a board in his room. Probably hidden in his closet to keep it out of view. This is HIS puzzle thanks.
Meanwhile, Danny is just having a great time with his new nerd friend. Tim is SO clever. And he's kinda cute, in a dorky way. Which he may, or may not, be into. He knows so much about so many things! And he learns super fast. He can keep up with Danny when talking shop! Danny has so many new ideas to try in the lab!
Tim absolutely blushes to the roots of his hair when Danny rushes into their room, covered in oil and grease holding up a mini engine he made in shop. It doesn't help that he's stripped down to an undershirt, so his arms are on display. This feels illegal. No one should be allowed to be so hot. And strong. ... Did Danny just say he made an engine that can run off ambient energy???? What in the mad science!!!! Give him that now! What did you make?!?!
A couple reblogs agree that Danny would know about the set up, so let's add a bit to that-
Danny was already living in Bludhaven for a while, not too long, but just around. He and his friends had saved some money to get out of Amity as soon as they got their diplomas, not willing to risk anything with the GIW.
In the Summer, he ended up hanging out on rooftops a lot and met Nightwing. And with enough talking throughout the few months filled only with working and some rest, he ended up sharing how he would have to move to Gotham alone because he had a full-ride scholarship for Gotham University but only if he accepted going into the dorms.
He was scared about not knowing anyone and the horror stories about unrespectful or downright dangerous roommates, something that was common in Gotham (especially if you take Rogues into consideration). And that with his bully acquiring streak, he'd only end up where he was in high school, though with a higher probability of ending up dead somehow.
Nightwing, having practically stalked him in his civilian and vigilante alias, knew enough about his personality to know who he could click with.
So he reassured Danny as best as he could, though with his phrasing and past actions (bringing him and his friends meals or getting parts and tools for building repairs), Danny instantly knew that Nightwing was going to do something. Nightwing knew he knew, but neither voiced it.
Instead, Danny waited until the surprise solution showed up, as usual. Meanwhile, Nightwing went to Bruce and started planning. Tim needed a break anyway, he wouldn't mind that break ending with a boyfriend, right?
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
ā Live Streamingā Interactive Chatā Private Showsā HD Qualityā Free Actions
Free to watch ā¢ No registration required ā¢ HD streaming
Literally, in the YouTube video starring the people who make the game (specifically, the animators), one of them said,
"so we're trying to depict Pure Vanilla Cookie's suffering as much as possible, focused on expressing the feelings of having his sense of existence shattered"
(Video at the timestamp 19:50)
Damn, I love how Choi Jiwoong said that so casually.
They're adding so much to the game in this update, it's insane. HyRoolLegend is who I watched, 40 minute long video and he skips over some parts (bug fixes was the most obvious, but he most likely skipped over other parts too).
Insane, I'm so excited for it.
BUT!
I just had a realization a minute ago. You know how people are making it seem like Shadow Milk blocked Eternal Sugar or shoved her out of the way for the update?
What if, seeing as she embodies the sin of Sloth, she's too lazy to get up for her update?
You know that tiktok where this guy has like- a million blankets to avoid waking up from getting it snatched? Yeah, I could see her doing that.
Just- imagine Shadow Milk dragging her, doing all he can to wake her up, but nothing.
And then he says something like, "The show must go on," and cover for her.
After all, if it's a big enough deal, the audience should pardon the actors, right?
I feel like this is a funnier scenario that keeps everything in character.
But anyway!
I wish you luck on your pulls for Shadow Milk, I wish you at least a triple star!
Keep the bad bio family and foster home experience, but make it so that Inko isn't his bio mom. She's a foster parent who adopted him in the end and cares for him deeply.
As a hospital worker (I'm pretty sure that it's fanon, but whatever), she's more in tune with changes in the body due to quirks, so she knows more about how to help and gain trust in animal based quirks.
It took a while for Izuku to trust her and other people, especially the Bakugou family (Mitsuki and Katsuki are loud people who don't mind swearing).
I bet with Inko being divorced but childless and single, she had a better financial situation than what fics and probably canon make her seem. And with the stipend from fostering, she was a bit better off (I bet she's really smart like Izuku, but applies it to everyday things rather than hero analysis).
So she's able to put in more effort to buy what he needs as well as have space for any other children she fosters for a while (maybe 1 other kid?).
I just- I like the fics where Izuku becomes a vigilante because he got abandoned or ran away. I especially liked the fic called Screech on ao3. But I really like Inko too. So why not solve it all with him going through all that, struggling with constant moving from the foster system, before finally finding a safe place while already having Aizawa as a mentor and father figure.
No All Might interference, and more analysis encouragement. Genius Izuku please!
Maybe Izuku, while on the streets, heard what happened with children taken by the HPSC and treated it like people treated the rumors about AFO. Avoid and fear them.
I could see that the darker side of hero society is seen by those with unfortunate circumstances leaning towards poverty and/or abuse. Especially kids who people often look over. But they gossip, they don't hold things back. They can be sneaky little shits who can start up a gossip network.
Anyway, so yeah. I want this type of fic. Any recommendations? Or do I have to eventually write it?
Danny finds out that, due to his flexibility and weightlessness of being a half-ghost, he's actually pretty good at Ballet.
First it was a few classes because of a lost dare, but then those few turned into a usual thing for him.
In fact, he got so into it that even his rogues, when they realized it was almost time for his Ballet lessons, would pause the fight and make sure he went. The young half-ghost was, in their opinion, far too tense and stressed, and if they wanted to make sure he was in top form for fighting then he needed a hobby.
Regular Ballet lessons turned into competitions.
Competitions turned into him being scouted.
And while he never, ever expected this path for himself, at the age of twenty-four he became one of the best Danseurs in the country.
He's also a registered meta, but only because when he dances he gets so into it that some of his ghostly features leak over to his appearance.
Floating white hair, eyes shifting from blue to green in the lights, slightly pointed ears; costume designers adore him.
So it's no surprise that he has his fair share of stalkers.
This is where John Constantine comes in, because someone just tried to send a very nasty curse to Danny, and they need to find out who.
Someone attempts to sabotage Danny one day. Destroying the stage, cutting the lights, and making it so there was nowhere to preform. Danny however, was stubborn. He had been practicing for weeks. And he refused to let his night be ruined.
Wellā¦nowās a hood a time as any to display his āmetaā powers fully.
So he gently touches his toes to the floor and from that contact point, ice spirals out, covering the broken wood and props in frost and fractals. And taking inspiration from the Elsa movie, he lets the ice crawl up, forming new props that glittered in the moonlight (yeahā¦the roof got torn off as well. Possibly they got a rogue involved). Then he took a little ecto and let it float up and scattered around the stage, creating the illusion of green fairy lights that literally flew through the air. Floating around the newly created ice rink.
And suddenly this ballet performance turned into an ice dance.
Make it better, the performance was made into an angsty ending because those in charge of the music went all DJ mode and messed with the music a bit in volume and stuff. And Danny "commit to the bit" Fenton went with it, improvising and making it seem like his character died.
But during the whole performance, maybe Black Bat (Cass) gets mixed to save him but also joins the performance. And now everyone's shipping it.
Like, maybe Danny the whole Elsa thing is shown as though he was slowly freezing up, showing the sad story to his final moments through freezing stuff around him.
And Cass also commits to the bit and acts holds Danny at the end as though she lost him while the magic/other heroes team apprehends the criminal/villain.
Danny: Jazz! I just scored you a personal internship with Harleen Frances Quinzel! The same woman you write your college entrance essay on!
Jazz: *Squeal* How did you manage that?!
Danny: I pulled some strings on the other side. Pays to be Ghost King. Now pack your bags, we're going to Gotham for two years!
Jazz: We?
Danny: Of course. Like I would leave you alone for months on end. I got myself a paid internship in Wayne Tech.
Jazz: *Louder Squeal* This is going to be so much fun! Did you know Miss Quinzel just accepted a job as Arkham Asylum? She's going to personally work on Joker!
So this sets it up early in Batmanās hero career. Oh this could make it so Harley never becomes jokerās assistant, which means the joker junior thing wouldnāt happen, and with Danny there the whole Jason murder and becoming red hood may be avoided entirely or changed.
I bet Tim is the one who unburies the cold case and finds out that Jazz and Danny worked together to kill him using Harleen (who I bet needed some therapy since her descension to Harley Quinn definitely wasn't quick).
And he soon finds out by an off comment from Alfred that they had help covering it up *wink wink*
Canonically, Tim's parents are neglectful, but they do care a lot about Tim. He wasn't just home alone; he went to a school somewhere else (forgot where). Plus, with how unhinged Tim is in the comics, especially with Young Justice, I bet he manipulated them somehow to be alone in Gotham to get away with his baby stalker era.
So I think it would be even more funny if Alfred nurtured that side of Tim. And it would be even better if Tim was like Alfred and Bruce to YJ, being the ultimate support with finance, sometimes field work, sometimes information brokering, sometimes in technical parenting.
Imagine Tim during a galaxy/universe/dimension destroying battle just- "Hold on, I know a guy" and drags Danny in all his Kingly (or just overpowered retired hero) regalia into the battle. And basically everyone is just bewildered beyond belief?
Like- Bruce is trying to interrogate him, but like Alfred, he doesn't let that slide.
I could see this as Apprentice!Tim au more than just being brought into the fold. I think he canonically wanted to retire but couldn't because of what he saw in future shenanigans (idk, I'm not too much into the comics), so it would make sense if he just hung back rather than fought. It's just not his preference but he's good with long-range fighting (like Alfred's preference for guns).
I saw one fic where Tim being Black Canary's nephew and a true descendant to dragons, having a Dragon Roar (?) that made his screams more powerful than his aunt. A whole thing and I can't remember the fic name. But it's on ao3.
But in it, he gravitated towards electrical weapons (especially this powerful taser that he used a bunch in passing mentions). So like- instead of guns, maybe some type of electrical weapon but he could launch it. I bet he could design and make it.
Demon Twins, but their separation was because of the Council of Spiders. Danyal sacrificed himself but promised Damian to return to him at a later date, mostly to reassure himself and Damian that he'd be okay.
Later on, Tim finds documents about brainwashing one of the heirs to the League of Assassins in Illinois. Apparently, they have a scientist couple there who's been manipulating an amnesiac and successfully researching the source of the Lazarus Pits.
Bonus: Jazz is also a kidnapped child and an experiment to see how long-term high exposure (by consumption and proximity) affects people.
Extra bonus!: A good quantity of Amity Park is part of the Council of Spiders, both relatives, people in vacation, retired members, sponsors, etc. And Jazz finds out early on when Danny comes in, worried for the both of them.
I think it would be funny if Tim just snatched them and reported the town to JLD. Like- Bruce isn't the only one who could kidnap kids. Jason adopted all of the Crime Alley kids, Batman is a serial adopter, later on Tim finds out that Damian is like Jason and Bruce but with animals, and Dick is just done with all of them.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
ā Live Streamingā Interactive Chatā Private Showsā HD Qualityā Free Actions
Free to watch ā¢ No registration required ā¢ HD streaming
Danny and Phantom were always separate beings, and Phantom becomes the Ghost King.
BUT Phantom's ghost species is a phantom, which Danny didn't know when naming him (inviting him to the Fenton family thing through a ghost pun)
And phantoms collectively haunt a region in the infinite realms. Specifically, what DC calls The Phantom Zone.
The cherry on top? Phantoms are genuinely malicious ghosts; Phantom just favors Danny enough to act like a hero. He only seems innocent and kindhearted when Danny looks his way, then second he turns his head, he's all creepy and evil looking.
And it all comes to head when there's a summoning.
Bonus: Danny is edging closer to insanity.
Mad scientist, traumatized to villainy, one seriously bad day away-
Meta or just a genius?
Extra bonus! Phantom doesn't care about mortals and he's the one holding Danny back and keeping him from falling to the deep end.
If this prompt has been done before, please comment some recommendations :)
And it's just- I don't know if it means that SM is going to possess him, or that PV will become corrupted, or if SM was referring more to his soul jam.
But in one scene, PV looks into his blurry reflection and it shows him in SM's color palette.
But if it's not PV being corrupted, I'm going to make a fanfic about it! Because I really want that-
And like- SM says "Witness my finest creation" at the end of the video and just-
You know how stressed Golden Cheese and Dark Cacao were with their battles. Imagine how bad PV will have it?
He's been through a rollercoaster the first time around and SM wasn't really taking it seriously. Yes, he did kill off Elder Faerie, but he was also pressuring all the cookies in choices to make them lose their minds.
Now, SM is gunning for PV. It's not just the soul jam, it's him.
And that just excites me about the whole thing. It's not just luring, it's changing.
