Whoever Decided To Turn Daisy Bell Into A Spooky Dookie Creepypasta Song Is Fucking Evil. That Computer

happy normal fuckin day to everyone who doesnt celebrate christmas or rly any holidays today n tomorrow. hope you have an average day. hope its chill like any other

Of course this has to end with them falling in love over time when the witch comes back and is slowly, begrudgingly, charmed by this unbothered asexual every year.

“You shall fall dead the day your first child is born!” the young, inexperienced witch had cried casting her curse. Little did she know, to an asexual like yourself, she’d practically granted immortality. Now, every year, on the anniversary of the curse, she tries her best to “fix” things.

"With fractured soul come debts divine, an unfortunate responsibility of mine,"

Short DP X DC Prompts #12

Danny gets cursed to speak in rhyme when he first meets the League so everyone simply assumes he’s a demon. 

Love going to bed with a new, good daydream scenario fresh in my mind. Like yes girl, movie night!

You’re immortal, and have passed the ‘hero’ phase centuries ago. You enter a small coffee shop one day to find that it’s owned by your millennia-old arch-nemesis. You really, really just want a chai latte though.

i used to be too shy to interact w fanfic authors, but after i finally started to do so, that i realised they're the same @ me

Danny shows up at one point, looking confused because Dad was supposed to be home hours ago. And now his dad has decided to take up crime fighting? Is Danny... a bad influence??!

But his dad encourages him to join in crime fighting, it's a bonding activity, I just want to get to know that part of your life better, and well. Danny's weak.

He steals one of Tim's old Robin costumes, and decides to be Robin for the night. The moment he spin kicks a thug shouting, 'batter up!' the batkids know: they have a new sibling.

Note, Danny was not in Phantom form the entire time. He was entirely part of the black haired blue eye Robin squad.

Tim was four days into a sleep deficit so he felt that to say that this predicament was his fault was a bit of a reach.

For it to be his fault he would have had to cognizant of the last 16 hours.

All he wanted to do was take a power nap in the nearest closest durring the Waynetech gala but nooo Bruce had to be taken hostage by the Joker.

So he did what he thought would work best and shoved uncle Clark into the nearest emergency bat storage and told him to suit up.

Maybe he looked a bit more confused than normal but they didn’t need a reporter they needed Batman!

That being said wasn’t uncle Clark supposed to be off-world?

Oh no.

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Jack honestly had no clue what was happening for the last six months so when he was told to be Batman he merely just shrugged as the frankly exhausted teen left him to his own.

With his son turning out to be part ghost to the government hunting down his said son and having to move shop halfway across the continent.

This might as well happen.

Grinning like a kid on Christmas, Jack plopped on the finishing touch.

“Oh Danno is not going to believe this!”

Raising a cloaked arm with a flourish Jack struck a pose.

“Alrighty Jack enough messing around! Time to save the party, Fenton style!

Shifting his feet, Jack took a deep breath before smoothing his face the best he could. After all, couldn’t have a smiling Batman! Before walking out the room and taking running leap through the wall to the streets of Gotham before grappling to the nearest building.

Smuggle? The only reason Clark would have to smuggle Danny in is if he doesn't want Bats' competition for adoption.

Black hair blue eyes? Strong sense of justice? Extreme willingness to help others even at his own detriment? Batman can try to make that argument, but then Clark points our he has all of those things, plus 'finders keepers'.

Clark would not be punished for helping.

Danny can't recall many fond memories of his childhood, but ones he did remember often included their summer trips to his Aunt Alicia's in the countryside where he and Jazz would play in the woods just outside the Kent family's farm. The Kent's were a wonderful family who took his parents' ghost talks in stride, and they were always kind to him and Jazz. Danny loved when Clark and his wife Lois were in town while they visited. They always had really cool stories on account of them being journalists. And if Danny seemed to notice that Clark tended to treat everything like it was glass, or that he seemed to hear things way better than he should... well, Danny wasn't going to say anything about it.

It was about a year after Danny's accident that the Fenton family made a trip back out to Alicia's. Clark happened to be in town; he heard the Fentons were coming. He'd heard shouting coming from Alicia's, but had initially thought nothing of it. The Fentons were a loud family, always getting into some sort of trouble. Then he heard the sound of their weapons firing; a little weirder, but still normal for Jack and Maddie. And then he heard a cry for help... that's when he found Danny stumbling through their fields, covered in dirt and blood and green, glowing goop. He had a gash in his side that he gripped at in pain, and his eyes burned a toxic green in his determination to get to the farmhouse. He clung to Clark as soon as he was close enough.

"Please help me," he whimpered through ground teeth. "My parents are hunting me, please you have to help me!" Probably a meta, he thought, angry that Jack and Maddie could do something like this to their own son, meta or not. With gentle hands, Clark lifted the child he'd known since he was a baby and got him to the safest place he could think of for medical attention. It was time to smuggle a child into the Batcave.

OR

Clark has known Danny his whole life, and when an identity reveal goes sideways in the countryside, Batman helps Clark adopt Danny.