Maddie: We're motivating him to be better!

An AU where people hear a song that represents their soulmate and what they are feeling at the moment. Danny never had one for the longest time and once he heard his soulmate's song he brushed it off as ghost shenanigans. Thinking it be an affect of one of Desiree granting someone's wish, no one in town can swear anymore, or a new ghost power, he gets a new one every week at this point. Either way he is so overwhelmed with the mess that is his life, especially with him preparing for his coronation, that he brushes it off.

For Conner he has had a song in his head for as long as he can remember. It was his sole light when he was in CAMUS lab or rejected by Superman. He never asked anyone about it because he didn't want to risk it being taken away or be seen as deficient when compared to his template. So he doesn't know that he has a soulmate. No one thought of explaining soulmates to him due to it being common knowledge, him being a clone, and thinking he wouldn't have a soulmate due to that fact.

My second submission for "Haunting Heroes" Discord server game "Guess That Artist: Meme Redraw"

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(Yeah, that Superboy. From the Titans. The one who kept flirting with him while they were on the field, and sent him a DM on his Phantom account insisting they met during Danny's internship. In his defense, Kon wore flannel. And glasses.)

Danny might not have the best relationship with rich people (see: Vlad), but he had to suck it up if he was going to intern at LexCorp. Anyway, it wasn't like he'd have to personally deliver Luthor his coffee every morning.

Except that's exactly what happens. Somehow, by some sheer cosmic force of the universe, he ends up interning directly under Hope, aka one of Lex Luthor's personal assistant. Which means he's like, Lex Luthor's personal assistant's personal assistant... or something. In theory, it was perfect. In reality, it was stupid.

It was stupid, because Hope sends him out for Luthor's special coffee (an iced Americano from that one coffee shop all the way on the other side of Metropolis) and pastries (a whole-ass apple pie) at nine in the morning every single day when everyone and their mom knew the traffic was literal hell, then expected him to be back at the office five minutes later. Among other things, of course. For the thousandth time since he got stuck in this hell-hole, he made a mental note to burn all of Luthor's robots to the ground the next time Superman called for the JLD to help out with Luthor's stupid invasions. Stupid Luthor. Stupid coffee. Stupid apple pie.

Danny grumbled under his breath as he speed-walked inside the lobby. "Why can't Luthor just take his coffee and shove it—"

"Up his ass? Yeah, that's what I ask myself aaallll the time."

Danny whipped his head around so fast, he almost tripped on his feet. Sitting on one of the comfy couches was a guy around his age. He looked like a weird cross between a country boy (flannel and glasses) and a punk (messy dark hair, piercings, and was that a tattoo?) but like, in a hot way. He also looked—he looked kinda familiar, in an 'I know I saw you from somewhere' kind of way, but Danny couldn't remember where he actually saw him from. He shook his head, figuring he could deal with it later. "You an intern, too?"

Made sense he wasn't the only intern around, but a part of Danny couldn't help but pity the poor guy if he got stuck interning as Mercy's personal assistant. Mercy was scarier than Zatanna and Nightmare Nurse combined.

Flannel shrugged his shoulders. "I mean, I do some odd jobs here and there, so..." His face lit up, like an idea had suddenly occurred to him. "Hey, I could come with you, if you want. As like, moral support or something. You're heading to Hope's office, right?"

Danny paused. Technically, it's not like there was any harm with letting another intern tag along. Plus, he could use some help with the apple pie. "Sure, man. I'm Danny," he added, since it was the polite thing to do, even if he couldn't go for a handshake because Luthor's stupid coffee and apple pie required both hands.

Aaaa this is adorable and so fucking funny. Danny, dressed to the nines, stands there positively fucking fuming. These fuckers ruined a date that was WEEKS in the making. They were going to pay.

Like, she alludes to how much better everyone’s lives would be without her, but-

If she hadn’t been there, Willow probably never would’ve joined the plant track and would’ve been stuck with a magic that wasn’t for her for the rest of her life.

If she hadn’t been there, Ed and Em probably would’ve posted Amity’s diary all over school and literally ruined her life.

If she hadn’t been there, the bat queen wouldn’t have changed her minds about the pailsmen and a lot of the Hexide kids wouldn’t have them.

If she hadn’t been there all of the Hexide kids never would’ve thought twice about joining covens and getting coven sigils. They would’ve died during the day of unity.

If she hadn’t been there, the basilisk probably wouldn’t have been stopped until quite a few people were dead, and the multi-track students wouldn’t be a thing.

If she hadn’t been there, so many people would be on different paths of life or dead all together, never reaching their full potential.