I have absolutely no recollection of making this.
Just got my wisdom teeth out, I can see four pairs of glasses where there's two. Feel confused like I gotta concussion, but with the ice outside that's ceartinly an option.
Reblog to let your followers know that they’re safe from jumpscares/screamers/etc from you on April 1st but they are NOT safe from getting boop’d like an idiot amen
flip the rock to see what’s under it!
(make sure you put it back after, don’t want to disturb the wildlife.)
Hi Lira!
I love your transformers x DP fics, and I was wondering which transformer is your favorite? And which one is your least favorite?
Hi! I'm really glad you like them. Hm, there's too many characters for me to really pick a favourite, but I really like Prowl, Thundercracker, and Soundwave. They're all pretty different characters, but still fun! No particular continuity, though. As for least favourite, hm, don't have any really. With how wildly different writing and characterization can get across continuities and mediums, I don't see much point when I can hate one iteration, tolerate another, or even like one! The amount of vastly different Transformers content is both a blessing and a curse. Thank you for reading more stories and for reaching out!
Yyyyeah, this stuff is 'pay to play'. You don't have to be popular, or good, you just need to pay.
Wish over Mutant Mayhem and Nimona?????
Pandora, Ancient of Hope, is curious about the Blue Lantern Corps, and would like to meet them, make sure that her domain is not being abused. She'll ask Danny during their next Brunch&Fight.
Danny was doing homework when Fright knight came to him.
FK: I would like your permission to go out on a Quest.
DP: Why are you asking me?
FK: You are the Guardian of the portal, a keeper of balance, and may be the next ghost king. So i ask your leave.
DP: What is this quest?
FK: It has come to my attention that there is a energy entity out in the stars who claims to be the emotional embodiment of fear and is powering this "Sinestro Corps" to do heinious deeds in the name of fear and terror. I seek to eliminate this corps and give this "Parallax" a beating and a lesson in true fear.
DP: Parallax sounds like a pharmaceutical drug or a laxative.
FK: Fear work well as a laxative. Your friend Tucker knows this very well.
DP: I thought you were the embodiment of fear?
FK: I AM.
DP: OK permission uh granted i guess.
Fright Knight bows then turns to go but is interrupted.
DP: oh and Fright knight?
FK: Hmm?
DP: win.
FK: of course.
(Just gonna put this here, hope you don't mind the addition)
The next human Danny comes across is an old man in the kitchen. He had scurried away from the random office or whatever it was when he heard the whirring of an elevator (enhanced hearing for the win. Except for when it was overwhelming) and had followed the next source of noise. The old man seemed to be cooking dinner or a late night meal depending on whatever time it was. Danny was currently just a Little Guy, he really couldn't care less after having his nap.
The old man looked down at him. He looked up. They maintained eye contact. The old man raised an eyebrow. Danny flicked his tail. The other eyebrow rose up to join the first. "I see Master Damian has a new... companion," the, apparently British, man said. He also didn't get called a pet, good. He may just be a little guy who enjoys cardboard boxes and avoids higher thinking skills, but he wasn't a pet. "And when's the last time you've been fed, little one?"
Fed? Food? Danny wagged his little tail and gave his cutest expression. Widen the eyes, furrow his little brows just so, "Mrrp?" He asked, trying to convey his utter starvation and how he was just a little guy, had never ever been fed, he mostly ceartinly didn't eat before starting his vacation. British Guy simply nodded and turned to whatever heavenly smelling thing he had in his pot.
Danny pawed at British Guy. He wanted some! British Guy gave him another raised eyebrow. "I may be unfamiliar with your species, but the general rule is no hot chocolate before allergies are ascertained,"
Danny whined pathetically. He was just a little guy! And if it wasn't for him, then who was it for?
Traffic light kid, out of his traffic light uniform, came skidding into the kitchen.
"Pennyworth! Have you seen-" Green eyes locked onto him. "You!" Yes, him, who still wasn't being fed! The rest of the family(?) chose to burst in at that moment. Danny wanted a vacation, not whatever this is!
Danny had been planning this vacation for months, and Ancients did he plan to make the most of it. His friends and parents all agreed to keep Amity safe while he’s gone for the summer, and he had Clockwork to tell him when it was time to portal back home. As he floated towards a natural portal in the ghost zone (because it’s far more fun when the destination is a surprise), he began shifting his form. He had been dealing with so much both as a human and as a ghost. School, fights, teen drama, hunters— but not this summer! This summer, it’s going to be different! He won’t have to worry about human or ghost problems, because this summer, he’s not going to be either! He’s going to be…
A Little Creature™️.
He doesn’t use his “compact” form very often, since it dampens his powers and takes away his ability to talk. But, on this vacation, he won’t need his powers. He can just wander around an unknown dimension, steal some food, sleep in a cardboard box. If he actually needs to be human for something, he can switch back no problem. But honestly? It’s fun being a little guy, even if being a little guy does make him kinda stupid. (He got stuck in a cardboard tube the first time he went into his little form. He was stuck for half an hour. Didn’t even think to phase out of it. As soon as he was pulled out of the tube, he went right back in and got stuck again). Plus, he can stay in this form for an incredibly long time— he doesn’t even switch back when he’s hurt! (Which no, it was not fun to learn that, but good to know)
Shifting into his compact form, Danny slips through the portal and finds himself wading through a big pool of stuff that seems like ectoplasm, but slightly to the left. Like yeah, it’s technically ectoplasm, the same way a carton of milk set out in the sun for three days is technically milk. Not fun to play in, horrible to eat.
As Danny pulls himself out of the gross, bubbling “ectoplasm” pool, shaking himself off, he sees some sort of big fight going down. Bunch of people with swords, some big guy dressed as a bat, some kid dressed as a traffic light. He considers stepping in for a moment, but… no. This is his vacation. Not his dimension, not his problem. Just be a Little Creature™️. He sees a bat-shaped piece of metal at his feet. He knows exactly what a Little Creature™️ would do in this scenario.
He hits it.
Then he hits it again.
Then he hits it again, and again, and again and again and again and he grabs it and bites it and rolls around with it and tail slaps it and bites it and bites it and bites it and bites it and then he almost gets stepped on.
Danny looks up from his toy to see the kid dressed as a traffic light staring down at him. The kid tries to grab the toy away from Danny only to be met by the fierce batting of his little paws. The kid moves his hand close a couple more times, and each time he’s fought off valiantly by Danny’s little paw smacks. He’s not sure why the kid looks like he’s smiling when he’s so clearly losing this battle. The kid gets distracted by the guy in the bat costume calling out to him, and Danny takes this opportunity to continue biting the bat toy, rolling with it and biting it and batting it and biting it and why is he being carried away by the kid.
Danny looks around and sees that the kid is carrying him into a big plane being piloted by the guy in the bat suit. Then he’s shoved under the kid’s cape, and he doesn’t really see too much for a few minutes. He chirps at the kid, and is met with a soft yet quick “shhh!” He waits until he can feel the plane they’re in take off to peek out of the cape and look out the window.
He can see the large pool— though it’s more of a pit, now that he sees the whole thing— that he arrived through, as well as a bunch of people running away from it. Not sure why though, it’s just a bubbling—
Ah.
It blew up.
… Danny hides a bit further in the cape, clutching his bat toy a little tighter. He wound up in a very comfortable position, which made him just… a little sleepy…
Danny woke up wrapped in the cape, held by the kid, surrounded by a shocking number of people all yelling something about a “tiny pet pit demon.”
That's the plan. Get caught, gain indisputable proof of crimes, press panic button, get saved by Phantom. Rinse, repeat. Clark, meanwhile, is going to have a panic attack.
Sam works as an investigative reporter for the Daily Planet. Clark is terrified. That woman has even worse self disregard than Lois. One of these days Sam is going to get caught by some criminal ring or evil millionaire.
Everyone should be able to express their small and mean opinions to someone who won't clutch their pearls about it. Being a bitch is a human right
He's screaming and crying, his voice already torn to shreds screaming from pain, but to him nothing can ever compare to the pain of death.
'Not again, not again, please no, I don't want to die again, please.'
They never try to make him go through the Zeta again.
DP x DC where Danny refuses to use the Zeta Beam/Tube. No-one knows why, and it’s almost a running gag that they have to wait an extra few minutes for Danny to join them wherever they’ve gone since he takes a little longer to get there.
It’s not until someone tries to carry an injured Danny through a Zeta-Tube in order to get him to medical attention faster, that they realize why when he absolutely freaks out.
He’s scared.
It looks so much like the portal.
Yo! I'm Lira, she/her, LiraBuswavi on Ao3, and I'm just here to have a good time. The header is fanart I received for a fanfic I wrote! Check out @doodlesforfics, they're an amazing artist.
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