I was telling my friends about this a few days ago I guess it was fate that I found the post again
“Alexandria’s Genesis, a.k.a violet eyes (a genetic mutation).
When someone is born with Alexandria’s Genesis, their eyes are blue or gray at birth. After six months, the eyes begin to change from their original color to purple, and this process lasts six months. During puberty, the color deepens to dark purple, a deep purple, a royal purple, or a violet-blue color and remains that way. It does not affect the person’s eyesight. Those who have this mutation will never grow any facial, body, pubic, or anal hair (not including hair on their head, on their ears, noses, eyebrows and eyelashes). Women also do not menstruate, but are fertile”
Wait I had an amazing idea: Dcxdp but instead of Danny ending up in the batfam Danny is in metropolis
What if Clark is absolutely sure Danny was a kryptonian with a health condition? So I like the idea of Danny occasionally having to make sure his heart is still beating while in human form and the little stutters sound like a small heart condition to Clark, now this would normally not be a problem as Clark would just keep an eye on Danny but Danny sometimes gets too focused on something and forgets to check his heartbeat and it stops and when he realizes he taps his chest to “get it going again”. Also Clark always just happens to be around when a ghost shows up (yes they followed Danny, they need their enrichment) so he sees and feels the subfreezing mist that comes from Danny’s mouth and sometimes see’s Danny’s eyes glow green accidentally and knows that despite Danny’s “condition” Danny is much stronger than a human should be because of an accident that happened that ended up with Danny lifting he shouldn’t be capable of.
The thing is every time Clark tries to talk to Danny to see if “Danny knows what he is” Danny seems to disappear and somehow Clark can’t follow (hard to track a ghost lol). This culminates in Clark taking the nuclear option: Clark breaking into batman’s cave to use his computer to find out anything he can on Danny. This then leads to Batman coming down to suit up for the first time after a full week of having to show up as Bruce to galas to see a sleep deprived and obviously heavily caffeinated Clark with a bulletin board that looks oddly like a mess of conspiracy theories about Danny in front of the bat computer.
Same here I ever ans i mean ever find my works used to feed ai imma be missed and you may get sued
Hi,
It’s your friendly neighbor fanfic author here. In the light of this apparent new trend of people feeding unfinished fics to AI to get an “ending,” and some people even talking about “blanket permissions,” let me just say this:
I EXPLICITLY FORBID ANYONE TO FEED MY FICS TO AI. DUDE, THAT IS ABOUT THE LEAST RESPECTFUL THING YOU CAN DO. IF YOU DO IT, SHALL YOU BE EXCOMMUNICATED FROM YOUR FANDOM AND WALK ON LEGOS BAREFOOT TILL THE END OF DAYS.
That is my anti-permission.
Thank you for your attention.
*Mini Jesus lands on me while crotcheting*
Me: Why did you through mini jesus at me
Dad: He went through the wash
Me: You washed off his color!
Little brother(he's a little clueless) : but he still has color
Me: *starts cracking up*
This is the mini jesus.
it's time!! this is my entry for the @dpxdcbigbang Ghouls and Gangs 2024 DPxDC Bang! I started work on this, what, six months ago?? more than that??? it's been a while. it's also fought me every step of the way, and the idea behind this story actually spawned a couple other fics -- including heart ache (makes the soul grow) which I need to get back to and something I'm still working on that I'm calling finest vintage. but! this is the original, and oh boy has it taken a lot of work, so I hope you enjoy it!
also!!! I am still absolutely stoked that I got the amazing @paxopalotls as my artist!! soon, possibly by the time you see this, they'll have posted their art for this fic too which I haven't even seen complete yet and ahhh. it was literally pax's art I was thinking of when I was dreaming about what someone could create for this fic, so that's been absolutely amazing. please go give pax some love <3
finally, I do need to give a content warning for this one, though I'm not quite sure how to describe it. but, uh. Danny's experience in this is based on That Time My Drink Got Spiked At A Bar (though there's no bars or alcohol or spiking in the fic), so. please look after yourself if that might be triggering.
a different kind of ecto
That was the thing about Gotham — it stank. He'd first caught a whiff of it when they crossed the bridge, like a fruit salad made of oranges and rotten mango. He'd smelled it several times since, then he'd started to taste it, and then it didn't leave. Eventually his tongue started to feel fuzzy with it, his teeth feeling like he hadn't brushed them in a week, and that was the last straw. --- Danny braves the Gotham streets for a seemingly simple quest, only to discover he underestimated and completely misjudged the dangers. Jason just wants answers. He's about to get way more than he bargained for.
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: Gen
Fandoms: Danny Phantom, DCU
Characters: Danny Fenton, Jason Todd, Jazz Fenton
Additional Tags: Danny vs Gotham's weird ecto, Whump, i guess, danny is not having a good time, Sickfic, I guess that counts too
Words: 7,981
Status: Complete
Clark absolutely plays it up when he meets little kids dressed like Batman in Metropolis, referring to them as his old friend and making them ecstatic. He also has a habit of helping any little Robins he finds do flips.
Batman runs into little Supermans in Gotham and sends Clark photos of them from his lenses captioned with things like, "On the job for six years and already better than you" or answering questions about Supes like "Yes I am his boss."
Mach fuck! Oh my gods that's perfect!
I like to imagine a scenario where humanity just never developed energy guns and has stuck to kinetic weaponry forever and at some point some alien species thinks about messing with the wrong apex predator species.
Alien 1: "Captain, I assure you, our ships can't be breached by anything weaker than a concentrated proton beam. They barely have lasers. We'll be fine."
Alien 2: "Sub relativistic projectile incom-" gets hit by a railgun shell at mach fuck
Reblog cause it's true