This use to be The LovelyMaddieCanadaWilliams, however due to a lack of role play partners (as well as me doing a lot of posts having nothing to do with role playing) I have decided to make this more of a ‘jack of all trades’ blog and will post links to role play blogs later. Thank you!
alastor, who comes back to hotel from an overlord meeting with a twitch in his eye and a white-knuckled grasp around his mic, pouring off waves of irritation that leaves the others scrambling.
alastor, who says nothing but a sharp crackle of your name, a silent command for you to come with him as he makes his way to the room he claimed as his own.
alastor, who is deathly silent in the elevator, only tapping his claws against his mic as he watches the floors pass, his other hand resting heavy on the small of your back.
alastor, who bolts the bedroom door shut and commands you with a single word. “strip.”
alastor, whose eyes grow hungrier and whose smile grows wider and bigger the more you undress for him.
alastor, who fucks you so roughly against the wall first that you swear you see stars as he ruts up into your heat like his life depends on it.
alastor, whose claws dig into the delicate flesh of your skin as he rams into you, and the smell and taste of your blood only pulls him deeper into his daze of lust-fueled fury.
alastor, who rasps and crackles absolute filth into your ear as he maneuvers your knees up to your chest on his bed so he can fuck into you deeper. “such an obedient pet for me, aren’t you, darling? always so good and willing. i think that deserves a reward, don’t you?”
alastor, who allows you to cum first (and licks it up with that long, silver tongue of his) before using you to chase after his own pleasure.
alastor, whose antlers grow and eyes redden further as he approaches his climax, baring his teeth to leave a bite mark in the juncture of your shoulder and laving his tongue over the blood that trickles from the wound.
alastor, who buries himself as deep as he can possibly go inside you before reaching his end and collapsing on top of you as you feel his antlers shrink back and his chest heave with breath.
alastor, who relaxes slowly and even hums a soft, barely-there purr as you gently rub at his pointed ears and caress his scarlet tresses.
alastor, who allows himself just a few minutes of silence before getting himself up and dressed to run a bath for you.
alastor, who forces you to eat the stew he made for you after, even if you’re not hungry. “eat up, my dear. i can’t have my darling doll too weak to take me next time, hmm?”
alastor, who smiles to himself for days when he sees the bruise from his bite mark poking from the edge of your collar.
A/N: I keep thinking, he’s aroace, but a deer demon so could go through mating season, how would he handle it? This is what my brain came up with.
Nothing annoys Alastor more then going through a rut
When it first started happening it nearly drove him insane
He doesn’t normally have a need for these activities so it hits him especially hard
Locks himself up in his bedroom to ride this out on his own
Doesn’t want to be seen by anyone when he’s like this, when he’s not in control of himself and can’t resist grabbing his cock and stroking it to release
Release that doesn’t help and actually feels worse for him since he began dating you
Only asks you for help when he can’t take it anymore
Usually he’s in control of himself when having sex, but when he’s in a rut there’s nothing about him that’s gentle or slow
Is careful not to sink his claws into you, instead he will put scratch marks into the wall he fucks you against or tears the sheets and the bed while rutting into you from behind
Sinners can’t have kids but he still talks about it
He still finishes inside you every time in the hopes that just maybe, somehow you’ll be able to have a kid
Leaves so many bitemarks on you, by the time you get out of his room you’d need to cover every inch below your jaw to avoid those bitemarks from getting seen
Alastor has a lot more stamina then usual when he’s in a rut
He gets extremely possessive over you, even stepping out of the bedroom for some air and friendly company he still glares and snarls at those who get too close to his mate
↠ When you started dating Vil, everyone’s treatment of you is bound to change. You’re now treated as a celebrity as well, and Cater hounds you for pictures.
↠Vil already knew you would get popular on dating him, and helps set clear boundaries so people don’t overstep their familiarity with you or use you in any way to get closer to Vil.
↠Don’t worry, Vil, being the perfect embodiment of the Evil Queen’s spirit of tenacity, will be there at your side. Someone asks for too many selfies from you? Someone’s getting too close for comfort? He’ll be at your side in an instant and tell the person rude enough to disturb his partner to get lost in an instant.
↠Vil’s love language [giving] is quality time and acts of service. He loves spending time with his partner, making memories that are bound to last a lifetime. He has a busy schedule? Don’t worry, he’ll still take some time off to see you. If he’s too busy, he might ask you to come help him with work or atleast join him for a meal. He’s attached to you too much, don’t blame him. He will make time for you no matter how busy he is. You are his first priority [mostly]. Vil loves providing for his partner with acts of service. Expect the spa treatment whenever Vil gets his hands on you and a nice, relaxing movie date while you snuggle together with hot chocolate in your matching cups. (<3)
↠Vil’s love languages [receiving] are words of affirmation and acts of service. The queen loves being told of his beauty, not just from his followers and admirers, but especially from you. The words you give Vil are so much more precious to his heart than any other, so be sure to praise him and do his hair for him gently (don’t worry, he’ll teach you how if you don’t know) while letting him know how well he’s done, how proud you are of him. Even if you just bring him a simple lunch or drink after he’s had a long day, the queen of Pomefiore will become eager to wrap you in his affection, wishing to shower you with kisses and hugs.
↠Vil will definitely take you to meet his dad during the dating period. Vil’s dad is really chill and supportive. He’s glad Vil found someone he can share his life with, and only wishes the best for you two. He sees you as another child, and takes you and Vil out for fun family outings whenever your schedules manage to match.
↠Vil isn’t averse to cuddling, he mostly prefers cuddling at night because during the day, it might give his clothes wrinkles or make his hair messy, which is not something he prefers. Of course, if you’re going through a rough spot, morals be damned, he’ll cuddle you for hours if needed, get Rook to prepare you a bath and your favourite drink, and massage you himself as you tell him what happened.
↠Vil is not very jealous as a partner. He’s very self assured but if he spots you getting too physically friendly with someone (or if he sees you with Neige), he’ll immediately intervene with a professional smile, pull you towards him and change the subject if necessary. Later, he’ll sulk about it and demand for kisses.
↠Vil will hug his phone like a highschool girl after mushy, fluffy texts. He also has a tendency to scream like a highschool girl in private if you agree for a date or if he’s super happy that you planned something together. Bless Rook’s ears, he’s always listening.
↠ Vil’s kisses are usually slow and gentle, the type that leave you with a lingering feeling of euphoria long after the kiss has been broken. His lips are always soft and hued with lipstick, which you might have to fix for him if it gets smudged after a kiss.
↠Vil’s hugs are long-lasting in private, he loves embracing you and feeling you in his arms, as you relax together. In public, he refrains from anything more than holding hands or cheek kisses.
↠Epel is now your and Vil’s gremlin child who will constantly seek your protection when Vil is out for his blood. Good luck.
“Look I would get rid of this thing if I could afford a new sweatshirt.” You drag the offensive article of clothing over your head completely missing the spark of curiosity and mischief in your companion’s eye. “I’ve got a lot of bad memories associated with this.”
“If it’s that uncomfortable we can go look for a replacement instead of-”
“Oh no not like that, it’s super comfy. I just don’t like it because it technically belongs to my ex.”
notes: they/them used for Yuu, some questionable behavior from Floyd and Jade because who else? This is meant to be crack. Second part can be found here (x)
Riddle- “THAT’S LITERALLY ILLEGAL???”
He is too focused on hyperventilating because it sounds like you just admitted to a crime in front of him to even think about offering you one of his sweaters. Trey and Cater have to break it down for him unpaid therapist style that no, you are not wearing stolen property (probably), borrowing clothes is just something people in relationships often do. He then further needs it explained that no, you are not still in a relationship and since you want to get rid of the shirt it sounds like things ended poorly. His friends want to try and suggest he should give you an article of his clothing to replace the offending one but he’s so focused on getting you something that matches dress code that they decide to quit while they’re ahead. Literally.
Trey- “You know you can always ask us if you need help, right?”
Vil’s right about Trey’s tendency to fuss and spoil people being a bit of a flaw; he’s in tune enough with his emotions to know that he should not, for his own sake, give you one of his old sweatshirts without being honest about why he wants you to wear it. But he can’t exactly deny his instincts when it comes to the people he cares about. You’re cold and uncomfortable, what sort of guy would he be if he just left you all alone? Just please don’t brush this off with a comment about how much of a big brother or mother hen he is; it is already going to be pure torture trying to look at you in his things in a Queen of Hearts honoring way. He doesn’t need an added complex on top of it.
“Look I would get rid of this thing if I could afford a new sweatshirt.” You drag the offensive article of clothing over your head completely missing the spark of curiosity and mischief in your companion’s eye. “I’ve got a lot of bad memories associated with this.”
“If it’s that uncomfortable we can go look for a replacement instead of-”
“Oh no not like that, it’s super comfy. I just don’t like it because it technically belongs to my ex.”
notes: they/them used for Yuu, their ex is implied to be kind of a shit person, other dorms can be found here (x) Ortho is somewhat included in Idia’s part but does not have one of his own.
Kalim- “Do you have any other things from your world?”
Kalim has expressed a desire for you to see as much of Twisted Wonderland as possible, and he stands by that, but it would really suck if the only physical connection you had to your home was something that brought up painful memories. Your past relationship isn’t something that makes him jealous, just concerned since it clearly causes you distress. He can wait to get you more appropriate clothing until after he makes sure you’re ok. If the sweatshirt really is the only thing you have from home, he’ll be asking if there are any foods you remember or activities you liked to do with the people you actually cared about that the two of you can recreate in Twisted Wonderland. That way you won’t have to feel the need to hold onto something painful and he gets to make you happy.
Jamil- “Then why didn’t you get rid of it before you came here?”
On the one hand he does feel a bit second rate at the thought of you holding onto something form an ex, but his primary concern is the implication that your financial straights have always been this… dire. He definitely wants to know about your previous relationship so he can judge them for how much better he is, but once he notices that the memories are a bit on the traumatic side he stops pushing and feels just the slightest bit guilty. But really, if it’s something that hurts you to hold onto then why do it? You aren’t him, you don’t need to do that, people love you and want to take care of you, him included. He’s not going to just give you his hoodie, he would literally die of embarrassment, but he does get you a sweatshirt. If for no other reason than to keep him from staring holes into your back now that he knows where the other one came from.
Okay so in the DP and DC crossovers I see two options for why the JL isn’t in Amity (or three? Four?)
1) Danny didn’t reach out cause overshadowing is a thing and it’s terrifying. Legit.
2) JL did come but as per above, they ALL agreed not to get involved with Danny agreeing.
3) Someone blocked the messages.
4) Someone denied them. I’ve seen both Dr. Fate and Constantine for this.
The fourth annoys me cause it doesn’t make sense and I don’t like the idea of them being that dumb. I also dislike ‘ghosts don’t exist’ with you know Deadman and shit.
I do like the first three. But the third one…
I want you to imagine that it’s after Danny beat Pariah Dark. He’s angry and bitter no one fucking answered yet. He’s mad at the whole GIW thing. He’s struggling because suddenly people are telling him he’s going to be king.
He contacts the JL. This is his hundredth time and he’s mad. He’s ranting at the phone, knowing no one will answer. He’s so angry he’s yelling.
“I died and my parents didn’t fucking notice I was off! My sister was the one to take me to the hospital! My friends were there! I died and came back and each time I go ghost I die again and it hurts and-“
“… kid?” A voice interrupts him. Danny freezes. “Kid, I was doing a security check. I found that this specific area was muted. We’re going to be going through our engineers to see who the mole is. Kid, tell me everything.”
Cyborg had been doing a security update when the normal guy got sick. There was someone offering to do it but something struck him odd about it, so he went and did it a day early. He heard this message.
We all read and saw fanfictions about either Jason,
Constantine, Bruce, or even Jazz raising Danny when he became younger due to
Clockwork’s interference, but what if we reverse the roles?
Alfred Pennyworth was raised by Phantom.
It was early 1900 in England where it is common for
children were being sold like cattle for a penny. Among the rows of yelling
parents who are willing to sell a few of their children for a few pounds to
help themselves or the younger ones at home, one parent was loudly exclaiming
that his child is merely worth more than a penny. A nameless child with skin
and bones as a body, at the tender age of 6 years old he already knew the
horrors of child slavery. Some were never seen again like the ones he saw
outside playing tag and others return to their parents in a body bag. He also
knew that no one would want a skinny child like him so he waited for the
inevitable beating at this man’s house, He refuse to call that man his father
nor that dingy four-by-four wall home.
Suddenly a distinguished gentleman walked past him and he
was just in awe at what he had sawed. A young man that seemed like in his early
20s has a face of youth yet has an air of maturity around them. Wearing the
cleanest pair of white waistcoats and black trousers, shaggy black hair, and
striking blue eyes.
It was obvious that he was an errand boy looking around
for new workers, his mind supplied.
The man looked at him with raised eyebrows and couldn’t
help but think that this person may buy him out of this man’s clutches and put
him to work that may or may not end his life.
The older man who saw the interested look of the errand
boy tried to advertise him as his worth is merely a penny.
…
Danny was merely taking a break from his kingly duties after
months, years, and centuries have passed since his adventures as Danny Phantom.
Visiting a newly made dimension in the eyes of the king of Infinite Realms, he
made his way through the early 1900s for some sight-seeing, with the insurance
from his advisers, court, family members, and consorts (Tucker & Sam) he
went and enjoyed the view and contemplating that why does Clockwork give him
his farewell in a form of a cryptic message such as a father of a bat needs
saving from his unexpected fate, as well
this universe felt like something interesting is bound to happen.
Being the High King of the Infinite Realms the realms
itself chose him as their champion and king through countless rights of
ascensions throughout the years.
Seeing that child slavery is still a thing at this point
in time made him want to turn around and go to another realm less depressing
than this time and come back later when they abolished slavery.
Though he caught an eye on this thin scrawny little boy
who is nothing but skin and bones that the tiniest gust of wind will push him
on the brick pavement, the boy’s parents however saw him taking interest and
tried to get rid of the boy seeing that he was nothing but an extra mouth to
feed due to his “responsibility” as a parent and tried to sell him for a penny.
Danny weighed the pros and cons in this situation,
raising a mortal child may be both rewarding and satisfactory but the fact that
he cannot break the ancient rules to make him immortal that was placed by the
Realms themselves to uphold the balance between the living and the ancient
realm, but he can bend it to an extent, so that if he can extend longevity in
his lifespan to at least reach a century or so.
Added to the fact that Clockwork gave a message to
protect him.
Bought the boy for a penny and carried the child towards
the disguised horse carriage.
Now, how to explain to his family that he acquired a
mortal child?
…
The nameless boy widened his eyes in surprise as the
“errand” boy actually bought and carried him gently towards a clean carriage
that looked like is owned by a king.
After making him sit beside his employer, his employer
began asking him questions.
Such as his age, and name. likes, dislikes, and many
other confusing questions.
At the mention of not having a name his employer began to
frown, looks like he has made his new employer furious and he hasn’t even begun
to earn his keep.
After a tense silence, his employer declared that HIS new
name would be Alfred Pennyworth, as the word Alfred means counsel as he stated
that he can see his future and that he would counsel different men who wish his
advice, and Pennyworth, as his father is a fool for selling him for a penny as
he is worth more than that.
At the time the nameless no…, At the time Alfred didn’t
know what is the warm feeling on his chest that made him long for this man’s
approval. He may be naïve or far too trusting for putting his trust in a man he
met for a few minutes but at the time his only thought was he had his own name
that he owns.
When the carriage stopped his employer carried him out of
the carriage, and what greeted him is something he would never forget.
An endless green sky stretches along the horizon, A large
black castle that reaches the sky that has growing vines all over its walls, at
the front an entire estate dedicated to different and extinct plant life to
flourish, and rows and rows of servants lined up and dressed in the fanciest
clothing for maids and for all genders bowing ever slightly greeting and
welcoming back their master in unison.
He looked behind him and around him for the master of the
house but when he couldn’t see one, he turned his attention to the one who
bought him as he is quite sacred for upsetting for not greeting the master in
his own house.
But as he turn to the man for a plea for help he caught
the small smile that his employer gave him and nodded towards the directions of
the servants.
That was the time he learned that the man who bought him
and gave him a name is his supposed master.
…
The next few days were confusing to the young Alfred
Pennyworth, as he expected to be working on the animal shed or any menial tasks
yet he was treated like a prince.
Free to learn what he desired, learning skills that he
would never think of learning, free to eat anything his heart and stomach
desired, free to have a soft bed to sleep on as well as having toys to ensure
that he was not bored, given a wide variety of possible hobbies to take his
mind off things. Gained and learned philosophies around the realms as well as
had great teachers in teaching him essential things in morals, science, and
more. Most importantly gained a family that he never thought he would even
have.
He learned how to walk silently as a ghost, be swift in
terms of movements waster no action, be present like a shadow, and use any
weapon at hand, one’s body is a weapon itself. Discipline thy self in any
temptation known to man, to integrate oneself to be unknown, eyes and emotions
betray your mind be mindful of your facial and body movement as a single doubt
will get someone you love to perish, but most importantly learned his new
family’s motto.
Family is family.
Simple yet a powerful motto. No matter how cruel the man
who brought and gave him a new life and purpose, the man who he saw as father, maybe in making decisions to ensure that the Infinite Realms stay
balanced throughout the entire realms. How ruthless are his aunts and uncle to
make sure that everything in between stays in the center of the balance as too
much of the brings chaos
When Alfred was merely a teen he was given a blessing by
his father, to be able to live a long life while maintaining his morality. One
day he may die which is true, but it will be a long time before the reaper
takes him to his next adventure.
Spending time with each member of the Nightingale family
are memories that will be kept deep inside his heart. His mother Sam, taught
him the wonders and secrets of flora, his other father Tucker, taught him how
technology is used both in hope and destruction, His uncle Dan taught him about
being an impenetrable wall in both mind and body, His older aunt Jazz taught
him how to read his opponents in combat as well learning the beauty of human
brain, His aunt Ellie who taught and showed him the wonders of the world in
terms of the scenery, delicacy and culture, His grandfather Clockwork, taught
him to be a cryptic as well moving on and forward as bad things are as natural
as breathing and to move on is to let the time run its course.
Last but not least his father Danny, the High King of the
Infinite Realms the man who he owes his entire being and life. The man whom he
respects and wishes to turn out like him, the man who is proud to call his
father. Taught him a multitude of things that one would not expect from a king,
Be a Gentleman. A firm handshake combined with looking the other person in the
eye carries with it respect, dignity, and strength, Honor Your Father and
Mother, Respect Women, Be a Man of Integrity, Take Responsibility, and Work
Hard, among the advice he gave and taught to him that they put into his life
through action and words.
When WW2 came to his dimension he asked his father to be
able to go back as it is still integrated into his blood to fight for the
country that he was born into. As well as making a name for himself, to prove
to the world his worth is more than a penny, to prove that all of their
learning is not to be put to waste.
With the approval of his family, he set out to make his
name.
S.A.S. Armed Services, fighting in 15 different
operations between ages 18 and 20. A skilled medical and front liner soldier who
was decorated. He later joined MI5, as well the secret forces of the Queen and
later being knighted by her majesty
…
In this present time, we all know the current Alfred
Pennyworth, the kickass ninja butler who is a mystery to the Batfam and has a
lot of skillsets that are both surprising and expected to the Batfam. The
butler who dared to out Batman the Batman. The butler is willing and dared to
ground Batman for not taking care of himself. The butler carries a shotgun out
of defense and we are pretty sure he is hiding a hidden bazooka somewhere in
the manor. The butler who cooked delicious food and the one who raised Bruce
Wayne
…
Working for the Wayne is not set to be permanent but the
moment his ward Bruce Wayne becomes a hero just like his father and brings in
his own version of a makeshift family he cannot help but stay for the sake of
his ward that he saw as a son.
His family was there every step of the way.
Looking at the long dinner table that is filled with food
with his ward/ son and his children he can’t help but look fondly at the scene
in front of him.
This is why he would not eat with the rest of the Batfam,
the ambitious dinner or just being complete brings him back just when he was
just a little boy looking at his father for guidance.
…
The Bat family are known to be good sometimes great
detectives as they were taught by the greatest detective in the world, despite
their wit and intelligence they still could not figure out their grandfather/
butler.
Having no presence before WW2 is common, as many orphans
joined the war to bring acknowledgment to their names and presences. So when a
glowing green letter made its way towards the kitchen counter, just as Alfred
took a moment to look when he immediately snatched the said letter and ripped it
open to see the contents.
Now mind you this was a never occurrence as Alfred
Pennyworth is the epitome of calmness and neutrality so when he tore a letter
like a kid who was given his first Christmas present all noise seemed to stop
to look at the wide-eyed butler.
Alfred kept reading the said letter with wide eyes
ignoring the shocked look of the people around him. Immediately telling Bruce
that he will be going on an immediate 2-week vacation without even concealing
his own joy in his voice and quickly turned around to pack a suitcase worth.
The entire Wayne’s both adopted and not are now invested
what could the letter possibly contain that Alfred Pennyworth himself becomes a
kid just by reading it?
Tailing the said butler was hard, following his quick
steps which indicate impatience from the patient butler as well as a small
smile that indicates fondness immediately became their new case.
Stopping at a large mansion surrounded by plant life that
has a gothic aesthetic to it. As Alfred entered the gate he was tackled by a
small black-haired blue-eyed child immediately followed by three teens and one
large buff young adult.
All of them are hugging and exclaiming joy as Alfred
reciprocated each hug with enthusiasm for his age.
Who are they and how does Alfred know all of these
people?
…
PS: If someone out there wanting to continue or make a fic
about this you are free to do so don’t forget to tag me though.
Ok, so, we’ve talked about ‘what if the batfam are cryptids to everyone’ but, what if the Batfam are cryptids to the world outside of gotham, but incredibly well known and liked inside it? And the reverse is true for other heroes.
Like yeah everyone knows about superman, but none of them really know superman, you feel me?
Meanwhile literally every person in Gotham is on a first name basis with at least one of the batfam/rogues.
I think that this would leave gothamites incredibly nonchalant when meeting any other hero, and more likely to be irritated by the end of the interaction.
For example, lets say Katie the Gothamite is visiting her friend Anna in metropolis. Katie and Anna get taken hostage at a bank with a bunch of other civilians because Anna needed to make a withdrawal. So, they’re sitting there, in the huddle of civilians, Katie is sitting on the floor reading of course (bank robbery? must be Wednesday, these guys aren’t even wearing masks, bunch of amateurs probably wouldn’t know what gun etiquette was if it shot them in the face smh) when all of the others get knocked over by a blue blur speeding by, wrapping up all of the would-be robbers, pausing to wave and then floating off.
Anna: Kat! You missed it! Superman just saved us!
Katie: … I mean, yeah?
Anna: what do you mean yeah?
Katie: I mean, he’s like, an alien who can hear everything and move at the speed of sound, so of course he got here to save us. Not exactly a shocker. (gets up off the floor and absentmindedly dusts herself off) What would be a shocker is if he actually had the decency to be polite. I mean really, just a wave? Not even a hello? An “is everyone alright?” I get that he’s got like, bullshit alien powers and could probably tell if we weren’t, but it’s about the principle more than anything.
Anna: he’s superman! He’s gotta be really busy… Besides, how did you even know he waved, you were reading!
Katie: uh, Ann? Not my first hostage situation. You learn to multitask.
Anna: … Jesus Christ.
Katie: and tbh, that wave was a bit rude, you know? Like he had time to stop and wave awkwardly, he could have been doing something important like, you know, checking up on us? Honestly, no wonder Batman doesn’t like him being in Gotham.
Anna: oh, yeah, right, like ‘batman’ is any better?
Katie: look, I know you don’t believe in the Bat Clan, but you would Never catch any of our vigilantes leaving the scene without at least either checking on the victims or apologizing for leaving because there’s an even bigger crime they need to go stop. And if they do have to leave quick, you bet for damn sure that you’re gonna have a gift basket on your porch as an apology, and possibly one of the Robins knocking on your window one evening to check on you.
And it goes on like that. I just like to imagine that most superheroes are rather impersonal most of the time, but the batfamily all have attachment issues, so the entirety of Gotham is one incredibly close knit community the way other cities can’t be. Just, no one from Gotham is impressed by other heroes, and no one outside of Gotham thinks the Bats are real.
do you think gothamites from the crime alley/narrows etc. at least recalled the second robin tenderly? do you think they considered jay theirs? do you thinkthey mourned him properly, even if only with small gestures, having only heard rumours about his demise? do you think someone who the second robin saved or comforted once cried after him? that a kid asked their mom: what now? what do we do without robin? or did it become another sad, cynical story about an alley kid meeting a tragic end?
tacky, catholic / orthodox inspired graffiti art of robin as a saint or an angel, with quotes mirroring these of epitaphs on children headstones. or bible verses.
I want a Danny Phantom au where instead of freaking out and hiding his powers he just tell us parents right away.
Like he’s 14 and freaked out, mom dad will know what to do.
Just everything’s the same but instead of screaming about tearing him apart molecule to molecule it’s:
Jack: DID YOU REMEMBER TO PACK YOU THERMOS SON?! IF NOT WE CAN GET ONE FROM THE VAN
Danny, who is in a fight for his afterlife with skulker: DAD!
The whole town is just oblivious to the fact that Danny is Phantom still and just assume Danny’s parents adopted this son shaped ghost much of wes’ annoyance.
Prompt fill from the Discord server. This one is courtesy of @tourettesdog
Prompt where Danny keeps showing up like a stray cat at various hero’s houses. He just comes and goes and they never know when he’ll show up next. He’s just this like pseudo-adopted child who will come over for dinner, crash on the couch, and he’s gone by morning. No amount of research will tell them who he is past the limited information he’s given them
The various heroes are unaware that his stray cat range wanders so far until someone mentions him at a JL meeting and all hell breaks loose.
There’s eventually an intervention
Stray Cat Danny
Clark had just got home when he noticed the heartbeat on the fire escape two floors above him. As far as he knew, that apartment was empty, so it couldn’t be the residents going out for a smoke. It was weird, very strange, and not his business.
He tried to leave it alone, but the heartbeat stayed on the fire escape for a few hours. Every now and again Clark would hear whoever it was shift, but other than that they stayed quiet. Again, weird, but not his business.
Danny’s halfa status gets discovered by his parents and they go full trigger-happy on him. He barely manages to escape, but he is severly wounded still. He’s sixteen.
Dani (or Elle or however you wanna call her) finds him by chance (oh nononono Clockwork had nothing to do with this, wink wink) and yoinks him up to bring him somewhere safe. She’s a little distracted, so she doesn’t notice when she runs -or, well, flies- into a house. Literally. (nop definitely not Clocky’s fault)
John Constantine nearly has a heart attack when two fucking ectoplasmic ghosts, the most solid, most radioactive, strongest, most destructive fucking ghosts crash through his window and land right in front of him. For some reason, the House of Mistery hasn’t even cursed them despite being uninvited. He’s like “welp, guess I’ll die, but I ain’t going down without a fight” until Dani starts crying and begging for him to help her brother. Then he’s panicking because holy fuck these are kids, there’s a bleeding dead child in his house.
Then Dani de-transforms and Danny’s trandformation breaks as he falls unconcious and holy fuck now there’s two very alive kids who used to be dead like, a minute ago and fucking shit that’s a lot of blood.
So Constantine patches Danny up and Dani tells them they’ve got nowhere to go. She’s a clone with noo family except for Danny and, well, his parents are the ones that almost make him go from half-dead to fully dead. On a whim, John decides fuck it and lets them stay at his house however long they need to. The House of Mistery is really fucking big after all nd it’s already full of monsters and shit, what’s two more ghosts to haunt it?
So they spend time together. Shennanigans ensue and a pranking war or two happen at some point. Those fuckers cause him so much trouble he’s sure if he hadn’t tricked his way into inmortaality he would be getting gray hairs.
Then, at some point, the ghost siblings do something that’s incredibly fucking stupid like open up a book of spells constantine hadn’t taught them yet and going ballistic through the house, chasing monsters and playing with literal fire. He fixes whatever nonsense situation they’d gotten themselves in (since when was he the one to fix other people’s problems?) and scolds them for being dumb and irresponsible when he hits that oh in italics moment and realizes oh shit, I’m a father now.
He scoops them both up in an embrace and tells them thay could have gotten hurt and they both go oh shit, we have a father now.
Basically their dinamic doesn’t change, except Dani and Danny call him dad sometimes. They talk about life and death and dying when he finds out they don’t have a grave, not even a cenotaph!
The Phantom duo hadn’t really thought it was that important. Sure, they were half-dead, but not all the way, why would they need a grave? They didn’t even have a body to bury!
But their dad, with his magic, makes them each a gravestone anyway. He puts their names in it, on Danny’s he puts his date of birth and death when he was 14, and on Dani’s he puts the day she was created and the day she fell through his window.
“Why that day?” she asks. “I was already dead then.”
“You were born dead. The dates on a grave are to mark a person’s journey and tell their tale. I put the day yoour journey started, and the day it enden, when you came here to rest.”
And that was that. He put their graves on the house’s prettiest spot on the garden. He placed flowers and lit up candles on them. He put protections on them so nothing would be able to harm them.
Danny and Dani felt lighter, as if a weight they didn’t know they carried suddently lifted. Their bodies filled with warmth and love everytime their dad left flowers on their cenotaphs or they left them for each other. They were thankfull for them now.
Meanwhile, the JL and the JL Dark were both getting worried. Sure, Constantine was always sectretive and distant, but this was already excessive. He barely picked any calls, and when he did he barely talked and sounded incredibly tired (Dani and Danny’s fault). When they had a meeting, he looked like death warmed over. Tired, disheveled and depressed (damn he missed the little shits, he couldn’t wait until the meeting was over to get back home) and he always got a longing look every time he saw one of them with their protegés (he really misses his kids, damn he’s got it bad for them). This has been going on for a few months and he’s only getting worse.
So they ask to go visit him. Y'know, to go check on him. Just to see if he was okay. Constantine’s annoyed but his kids convince him to let his friends visit him. They don’t want to be seen by them (they’re kinda scared of strangers) but they think their dad should hang out with his co-workers. It’s not healthy to be cooped up in the house, even they get visits from Sam and Tucker!
So the JLD came to the House of Mistery. They were just catching up a bit when some magic fuckery happens and somehow they end up on the gardens outside the house (which is really just some grass and wildflowers John calls a garden). Constantine tells them to stay there untill he comes back from fixing whatever the fuck that was.
Of course, they don’t stand still. They go fuck arround the “garden” while they wait for him to get back, and they come across two tombstones. Their blood runs cold when they read the names.
Daniel and Danielle Constantine.
Daniel had been dead for two years, but he was only fourteen. Danielle had been born a month or two after Daniel had, so whoever their mother was had been already pregnant when Daniel died. The girl, just two years old, had died very recently. She died just when Constantine had started to act strange.
Their friend was grieving his kids. Fuck, they didn’t even know John was a father! Where was the mother? Was he married? Why didn’t he tell them? Was the mother dead? Why wasn’t she burried there, then? Had she left? Was their friend grieving alone?
They got back to where their companion told them to wait in. Now they understood why he didn’t want them snooping arround. They decided to help their friend however they could.
