#ghoststory

[enchantedbook]

'The Ghost Story' by Alfred Bestall, 1930.

[karkudan]

[birdykane]

Valentine's Week Day 3, Whispers 🤫 Cute date night at the book store!! Where they have to be soft and quiet… And I don't think Vindicta is paying attention to the book.

Higher res + full NSFW image here!!

[dailydwshipwheel]

Today's DW ship of the day is...

Connie x Brightney !

Ship names; HauntedLight, HauntedLibrary, GhostlyLight, HorrorStory, GhostStory, ScaryStory, BrightSpirit, HauntedLamp

[deathroadpublishing]

Happy Halloween!

[darkest1]

you weren’t leaving. you were already gone......💜🦇

[athenanfaymont]

Ghost of Gotham storms - Part 7 (finale)

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6)

Mystical vision on the rooftop

By the time the manor had endured Damian’s curses, Tim’s theories, Cassandra’s quiet revelations, Dick’s haunted nostalgia, and Jason’s unnerving “book miracle,” Halloween was upon them, darker, rainier, and stormier than ever.

On one strange, calm morning, after returning from patrol with everyone already asleep, it came to Bruce like a premonition: gifts left with intent, personal details no intruder should know, each Robin confronted without fear. Too precise to be random. Too intimate to be hostile.

So he went to the manor’s roof. Alone.

Batman: “Enough games.”

That “cold wind” the kids had been feeling ever since Cassandra mentioned it, and Jason confirmed it. That subtle “breeze” at the back of the neck. A shadow detached itself from the night behind him—taller, broader, cloaked not in darkness but in calm.

Superman: “Missed you.”

Bruce’s jaw clenched.

Batman: “You’ve been following my family. Interfering in my city.” Superman (smiling): “Checking in. Leaving presents. Trying to make an impression.”

Bruce’s silence was heavier than any storm. Clark stepped closer, almost shy.

Superman: “You once said I had to be creative. Show I was interested, prove I wasn’t a violent threat… but also that they couldn’t beat me.” Batman: “Did I say—?” Superman: “In that Cat Grant interview.” Batman: “That’s—!” Superman (cutting him off): “And don’t tell me that was Brucie talking. I know your kids protect him more than they do Bruce or Batman. If I’m going to win them over, it has to be for real.”

For once, Batman didn’t have a response ready. Clark shifted his weight, uneasy.

Superman: “Did I screw up? I thought it’d be kind of funny when they found out… that they’d respect me, and—”

His words trailed off.

Batman: “You’re Superman. If anyone doesn’t need to earn their respect as an enemy, it’s you.”

Silence stretched again.

Superman: “They’re going to hate me, aren’t they?”

Bruce finally processed it all. His shoulders slumped, his body eased.

Batman (softly): “They’re going to love you.” Superman: “You don’t look happy.”

Bruce turned, exhausted after a long night and months of uncertainty.

Batman: “They’ll blame me for every fight we have.”

Behind him, Clark’s laugh broke the tension as he landed lightly on the bedroom balcony.

Superman (grinning, floating closer): “Wait! Does that mean we can start dating publicly?” Batman (without looking back): “Stay for breakfast. If that’s public enough for you.”

A moment later, the ghost stirred up another cold breeze—but Bruce didn’t notice, wrapped in Clark’s arms.

In the end, it wasn’t a ghost or a curse. It was something far more dangerous.

A man in love.

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Thanks for reading!

[neonnewsfeed]

“Danny Phantom: Batfam Protocol”

(DP x DC — Humor / Suspense / Crossover Chaos)

It began on a completely ordinary Gotham night. Which, in Wayne terms, meant something was about to go terribly wrong.

Tim Drake was recalibrating the Batcomputer. Damian was glaring at Jason like he’d personally offended the art of swordsmanship. Cass was… winning at literally everything.

Then the Batcave shuddered. Lights flickered. Smoke curled from the consoles. And a green, glowing portal opened in the center of the cave.

A boy — white-haired, hoodie flapping like a cape — phased out.

“Finally! I found you guys!”

Bruce’s brow furrowed. “Excuse me… who are you?” Danny’s grin widened. “The name’s Danny Fenton. But you can call me… your family’s newest chaos manager.”

Jason raised an eyebrow. “Chaos manager? Really?” Danny winked. “Yes. I specialize in ghost-related emergencies, interdimensional threats, and accidental haunting of billionaires.”

The lights flickered again, and suddenly, every gadget in the Batcave started moving on its own.

“Uh… Danny?” Tim asked nervously. “Relax,” Danny said. “They listen to me.”

Cass tilted her head. “They are listening to you?”

“Mostly,” Danny admitted. “But also… someone’s coming. Something big. Something mechanical. And it’s hungry.”

Before anyone could react, dozens of small floating drones appeared — their eyes glowing red. They started to circle the Batfam.

“Okay, that’s enough introductions,” Bruce said, already scanning. “Everyone, positions.”

The Batfam split up, as per usual. Damian slashed. Jason shot. Cass flipped, dodging lasers. Tim hacked the drones mid-flight.

Danny hovered above, glowing green, ghost energy flaring.

“Step back! I’ve got the big one.”

From the shadows, a massive mechanical spider emerged, its core pulsing with green light — echo energy amplified a thousand times.

“Oh no,” Danny muttered. “It’s a Harvest Drone… and it’s got my signature all over it.”

The Batfam fought. Chaos everywhere. Sparks. Frost. Screams. Danny phased inside the drone, turning its own machinery against it. Explosions rocked the cave, but somehow, by sheer luck — and Danny’s ghost powers — the day was saved.

When the dust settled, the Batfam stood, exhausted. Danny floated in the center, glowing faintly.

“Well… that went better than expected,” he said. “You’re insane,” Bruce muttered. “And I’m your new favorite ghost,” Danny replied, grinning.

Then the Batcomputer beeped. A new alert. A green blip on the map.

“Uh… guys,” Tim said. “There’s another one.”

💀 “To be continued… the chaos has only begun.” Read the full Batfam vs Ghost Protocol here ➜