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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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we're not kids anymore.
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@willothewips
Before I even write anything:
not really into relationships so probably only write platonic stuff (found family is my jam)
not into NSFW
probably lots of blood / harm
just some warnings! not used to tagging things much but never really written for other people either so would appreciate help with tags! not trying to ruin anyone's day, I'm just learning the ropes
DANNYMAY DAY 23: Forgiveness
Day 22 ⟡ Day 24
Angst angst angst. I have nothing else to say ;3
I kinda hate it when people go "heroes would not be shocked by Danny being cloned etc etc because they have had more wild things happen to them!" Because this is Danny Fenton saying this most of the time. If it was Danny Phantom, small town ghost hero with superpowers saying this then yeah I can see why u refuse to suspend disbelief. But like when its civilian nobody Danny Fenton, I get it. Like none of this bullshit is supposed to happen to him, and not often enough for the casualness he displays in these prompts.
Like if you learn Jim the zoo keeper got his ribs broken from a zebra kick it would be worrying, but hazards of the job. But if u learned joe the accountant, who's nearest zoo with zebras is an hour and a half drive away and has never stepped in one besides got four broken ribs and a punctured lung from a zebra kick u would be loosing u're mind too. And imagine he got mauled by a tiger too at a different incident and THATS why he's not in shock with the zebra thing. I would bubble wrap the man. I would start side eyeing the pigeons. I would never take joe on a hike.
I laugh, every single time :P
by http://bizarrocomics.com/
Just in case you think the astronaut/loving space thing is just a bit from the first episode:
Alfred: That's it! I'm putting my foot down. You need to make some friends!
Bruce: What? I have friends.
Alfred: Your coworkers and children do not count, though I do prefer that you spend more time with them. Master Bruce, you need to make a friend who has nothing to do with the nightlife. Now I know you won't go on your own, so I took the liberty of signing you up for an event that guarantees you to make one friend that shares a common interest outside of Batman.
Bruce: There is no event that I would ever bother to-
Alfred: It's a fan meet up for the Grey Ghost fanatics
Bruce: *Gasp* I CAN COSPLAY AS THE GREY GHOST!
Alfred: Yes. Yes you can.
Three nights later.
Bruce: I'm home.
Alfred: Welcome home! Did you make a friend?
Bruce: Yes I did.
Dick: Good for you B- who is that?
Danny dressed as a mini Grey Ghost: Hi!
Bruce: This young boy is a fan of the Grey Ghost. He was alone at the fan meet-up.
Jason: Oh no.
Bruce: He also happens to be orphan.
Tim: It's not possible. How did he find one in the wild like that?
Bruce: So I offered to take him in!
Damian: What is happening?
Bruce: Met your new brother and my new friend! Danny Fenton.
Alfred covering his face: I'm never going to mardy that boy off am I? He can't even make friends....
Danny whispering to Bruce: When do I get my two hundred dollars?
Bruce whispering back: After Alfred gives up on making me socialize.
#dcxdpdabbles#dcxdp crossover#from a fic i never wrote#Bruce adopts Danny#Sort of#He paid him to agree#Danny is a fan of the Grey Ghost
So I see you continually grow in genius with every new post
prev: #u forgot the best part#the artist figured out the gig and was like#i draw for u for the rest of my life#these chinese netizens are having shojou level romances
Superman says no gacha
Chicken Soup for the Soul
AKA "After Alfred dies, the Batfam need a new chef. Somehow, they find Danny (who totally didn't lie on his resume and absolutely knows how to cook!). Danny just wants Mr. Pennyworth's ghost to stop harassing him." DPxDC prompt idea!
This was inspired by the bajillion other ghost!Alfred prompts, but I literally couldn't get it out of my head. Specifically, how bad Danny would be as a chef. But I also want Danny to somehow heal the Wayne's grief a little?
Damian is the first one to notice how the Manor's kitchen looks different. While Bruce, Tim, and Damian still live in the Manor, Bruce and Tim refuse to enter the kitchen. Bruce even (politely) refuses to eat the food Mr. Fenton cooks. (Damian hadn't known Alfred Pennyworth for very long but he had respected him all the same. Even so, he refuses to let his loss prevent him from walking around his own home.) So, of course, Damian notices.
It starts subtly. Mr. Fenton, their new chef, left several recipe books on the kitchen counter. It's not unusual for a chef to do so but it's jarring since Mr. Pennyworth always made sure to keep the kitchen spotless. Next, are chrysanthemum flowers in a vase. Notes pinned to the fridge with colorful magnets. Star-themed tea towels hanging off the oven door. A small hydroponic garden plugged in on the counter top. Mr. Fenton starts to listen to music - an odd mixture between country and classical, sometimes listening to a podcast about NASA or World War II. It's not obnoxiously loud but it can be heard over the bubbling of soup, Mr. Fenton chopping veggies, and occasional humming.
It's like the entire kitchen transforms with new life. Sounds, colors, movement, the scent of fresh herbs and tomato sauce. Damian stays hidden in the hallway as he silently observes.
Until he sees the cookbook flip several pages and a bottle of pepper flakes floats above the sauce pan, shaking until they flutter out. Mr. Fenton heaves an exasperated sigh and groans, "Al! I was going to add them! Ancients, if you wanted to cook, you should'a just done it."
It's several more minutes of a one-sided conversation before Damian decides either he's hallucinating (not likely given Mr. Fenton would also need to be hallucinating) or Mr. Pennyworth is... a ghost. Haunting the Manor. And somehow Mr. Fenton can see him, can communicate with him. It wouldn't be the strangest thing to happen - Damian has seen the dead revived, had the displeasure of speaking with John Constantine, and he himself has been in Hell. A ghost would be underwhelming. But the ghost of Alfred Pennyworth?
Good thing Damian is the son of the world's greatest detective. He will figure this out.
(Cue Damian recruiting Thomas, Cain, and Brown - those least familiar with Pennyworth and therefore less likely to be swayed by the ghosts of the past - to investigate Fenton's clearly meta status.)
((Alfred is surprisingly busy for a dead man. If only his new charge didn't have the cooking skills of Master Bruce. Nonetheless, Alfred has never backed down from a challenge before; he'll not do so now.))
I was gonna wait and see if I could find a prompt that fit this but I decided fuck it we ball. Challenged myself to make a drawing with only analogous colors
Daniel Masters badger cereal AU.... where the explosion happens but he doesn't turn into dark Phantom. I like the idea of Danny being adopted by Vlad but his means of dealing with grief means casting away the person he used to be. He starts to adopt more of Vlad's traits. Very loosely based on that one Daniel Masters fic ;u;
close ups!
oh worm?
I took my little brother (autistic, mostly non verbal) out and he was using his voice keyboard to tell me something, and this little boy (maybe 4 or 5?) heard him and asked me "Is he a robot??" I tried to explain to him that no, he isn't a robot, he just communicates differently, but my darling brother was in the background max volume "I am robot I am robot I am robot I am robot"
My little brother insisted if I was going to post about him, he wanted a cut of the "profits". When I explained to him that Tumblr isn't monetized, and is pretty pointless, he and my older brother pointed out that he'd still be bringing me "fame and notoriety" if the post got "big". So we agreed, if the post hit 10k notes, which seemed extremely farfetched and silly at the time, I'd take my little brother out for sushi (his favorite food) and let him eat as much as he wants.
I guess God wanted the little robot to enjoy some sushi 🍣 🥲
