Ghost Helpline Part 7

Redeemed Vlad shows up to give help Danny or just give him his lunch.

Danny: oh hey Vlad! Did Jazz send you!

Vlad: you know I am capable of making decisions on my own

Danny: not very good ones fruitloop

- - -

Hal: look look! And tell me there ain’t some ghost vampire family!

Bruce: who’s Jazz?

Vlad: his sister

Danny: my mom

Halfas look at each other and shrug

JL: oooookkkkayyyy then

Hal (holy shit another vampire ghost): oh so is she you know … like the two of you?

Danny: nah she’s a redhead I’d be a little hard for her to come back as a ghost

Wally flashbacking to all those “redheads don’t have souls” jokes in his childhood: wHaT????

Vlad looking at Danny’s hidden shit eating grin: you know what I’m just gonna leave

DPxDC Prompt

Danny rarely eats around the Justice league, usually eats before his shift or afterwards. One day during an Luthor emergency Danny is forced to head in early without breakfast which makes him more irritable, he phases Lex right out of his mech suit and rips the kryptonite right out of his grasp.

Flash zips up to Danny as Batman cuff Luthor and asks if he's feeling alright, Danny grumbles that he is starving and that he missed breakfast before eating the Kryptonite right in front of the Justice League. To say they are shocked is an understatement, unfortunately Danny excuses himself before they can get an explanation.

Later when working with the Bats they are caught in an investigation of the League of Assassins, forced to engage they inadvertently discover a new Lazarus pit and Danny immediately disengages with the assassins as he flies to the pit with a shriek of excitement. Before Batman can stop him, Batman along with a whole room of assassins are struck dumb by as Danny leans over the pit and starts DRINKING IT.

Batman is struggling to find a connection between the Lazarus pits and Kryptonite as he is updating Danny's profile at the Watchtower. Not a lot is known about Danny's species, most of the knowledge is kept to the Ecto-entities themselves and even more so after the Anti-ecto acts.(even thought they have been repealed)

He steps away from the profile closing down the Watchtower computer to get more info from the source. He finds Danny in the gym with a Green Lantern in a mock battle, Lantern constructs seem to be the only thing the Justice League has to combat Danny's phasing ability which is both frustrating and relieving to know, standing to the side he watches Danny get grabbed by a hand shaped construct of Green Lantern energy.

Danny struggles for a bit before grabbing the construct by his teeth and TAKING A BITE OUT OF IT! Danny pauses along with the Green Lantern, both shocked but for different reasons, Danny lights up exclaiming "That's good!?" before ravenously going after the construct as Green Lantern shrieks and recalls the construct, only to get tackled by Danny who demands more.

Flash cackles "You should have known this would happen! Phantom can eat anything green and glowing!"

Batman freezes, that can't be it, but as he considers that facts he finds they re the only variables that all three things have in common…

Danny eats the color green.

Are … are you saying the kryptonians dug to deep XD

Ok i got a idea that's a tad strange so i remember someone game a prompt that was based of a horror thing basically giant danny and a alien species mines into him

But my prompt is slightly different so

Danny as ancient of space falls asleep for ages and ages so his core forms a protective area round him which attracts space dust (i go no clue) basically a planet forms around him the reason it explodes is danny starts waking up

The reason kryptonians are so powerful? The species evolved on the master of space they absorbed minor bits of his power

After danny discovered he had alien life growing on him he went into abit of a depressive episode he bounced back after hearing superman was from krypton

This is the prompt you were referencing!

wait... Jor-El studies the mining of Krypton's core. That's how he figures out how Krypton is gonna explode. he realizes that there's a whole ass guy in the center of Krypton and the drilling is waking him up.

Jazz finds the heroes knowing or helping her and her family a complete conflict of interest and essentially bands them from meeting.

Serveral heroes getting anxiety because there is now a list of people they are not allowed to save!!?!???!

Danny seeing a hero and bolting!

Them confused: are you hurt? A villain? Scared?!? Why are you running away from me?!?

Danny: we aren’t supposed to meet ever!!! Get away!

Dp x DC prompt

Jazz takes a job as a therapist for the league.

There are certain truths to life:

Batman was always going to exist.

Danny was always going to have a connection to ghosts.

And Vlad will always get his heart broken in the end- really he should have know. Better.

- Wherein Bruce Wayne and Vlad Masters fall in love.

But Plasmius and Batman despise each other.

- Vlad really thought he had found the one this time charming, lovingly ditzy, and much like himself a serial adopter!

And if Bruce’s looks reminded him of Jack, and his sharp whit reminded him of Maddie well it’s not as if Vlad had anyone to tell.

Vlad only had himself to blame really, he had been to blind to see it to stupidly love struck to connect the dots.

Scars nether of them mentioned, they’re respective children being a bit - unusual, running away at awkward times.

The paranoia came later, the insistence on keeping him safe, the begging to have his wizard friend look over his ‘magical’ children “just in case”. The Justice league- Batman- the contingency plans.

Even then Vlad could make a thousand excuses, he could even forgive. The same way he had with….But nothing could go back to the way things were.

Being concerned about his son klarion was reasonable, his clone sons understandable really, his demon daughter (if she hadn’t gotten hurt) mildly fair, but targeting Billy crossed a line!

Ghost Helpline part 6

Green Arrow, Black Canary, martian Marnhunter and a gaggle of side kicks were probably not the best group to be handling a dragon. A dragon none of them could touch, it would just go threw everything. Especially arrows.

“I’m just a guy with some arrows I didn’t ask for all this magic and monsters nonsense.”

Arsenal snickered, “Its actually called Dungeons and Dragons Ollie.”

“I hate all of you.”

For now the dragon was sleeping, laid out the sand puffing smoke out of his nose. Having decided not to go threw with his threat of burning everything to ashes. If Ollie was being generous the monster almost seemed… depressed. Giving up his fight half heartedly, the beast had knocked Superman out of the air! He could definitely beat them but the dragon only stared at Arrow before grumbling deciding to nap, “What’s the point ? You humans are going to light yourselves on fire anyway.”

That was over an hour now and everyone sans the Marians were starting to grow jumpy. Inviting Constantine was always a headache, and the plan to collect help seemed down right batshit insane. But it wasn’t on Oliver so what could he do? He was just a guy with arrows.

——- ——- ——-

An hour, then another, then one more before a girl showed up. She looked unusual but he’s seen weirder. “Hey! Whose sidekick is this ? Who let her out onto the field? Get outta there kids.” Ollie pulled back an arrow, knowing full well it wouldn’t do anything against the giant lizard, but it was better than doing nothing.

She wasn’t even flying, she was just walking up to it. Like it was nothing she didn’t even seem scared just annoyed. “Hey! Somebody stop her be-“ the Martian hushed him,”Wait, look.”

Back straight, head held high, arms behind her, like a soldier. And Oliver would know he was well acquainted with a few, Stewart not withstanding. What was she- “Aaragon. You should not be here.” Her voice was loud, not commanding but stilled. She was, oh god this kid was nagging a dragon!

“I’m not angry…”

Oh my god no!

“I’m just disappointed.”

Green Arrow relaxed his arms, chuckling. The dragon, Aaragon actually looked shame faced.

—- ——

~Back at the watchtower~

Hal’s head was spinning, “We have to go after her!”

“Red Robin pull up a video feed now. Someone call in. We are not running into this situation without- “

“Bats shes just some kid!”

“She is an interdenominational being of unknown power who insisted she could take care of it. Call. Manhunter. first.”

—- —- —-

“What’s wrong this time Aragon I swear to CW if this is about a girl again.” Konstelacio dragged a hand down her face, ugh at least it was Aragon.

The two argued as the heroes regrouped to watch the show, uhh to gather intel.

“Come on now Aragon! What happened ! What are you really upset about? You haven’t gone off on a rage like this in months! Don’t make me call for help.”

“I don’t need help! And that’s Prince Aragon to you!”

Arsenal cringed, that couldn’t have been the right thing to say.

“No it isn’t, your sister has graciously allowed for you to have your title reinstated ONLY if you get help!” The girl huffed proud and tired. “And you were doing so good at foundling Aragon! What happened? You know I cant judge you. “ she snorted “I’m not Walker.”

“I don’t need counseling! I hate it! I hate everything! I hate humans!”

Konstelacio felt shaky in a sad way, she knew this speech. “That’s not how therapy works Aragon, you know that.”

“She’s right,” Black Canary stepped up. It was obvious the two beings knew each other and one of them was hurting. She approached softly, she was also the only one that could land a hit on this thing- even if she had to resort to ruining her voice. In case she was wrong she needed to be close enough to push the girl away.

The behemoth roared, “What would you know human!” Aragon snarled claws snapping around the girl!

Covering her, protecting her. Oh.

“Oh what did they do this time? Did they hurt you?”

Aragons neck rose, “As if these puny mortals could land a blow on the might Prince Aragon!”

“Ex Prince.”

“Gggrrrr!”

“Ether talk to me or let’s go home. You know we’re not supposed to be here.”

Aragon hummed looking down on the heroes, Arsenal hated it.

“It’s all gone.”

“What? What’s all gone?”

A low rumble emoted from the dragons despair, “Everything! My home! My castle! My kingdom ! Everything’s changed.”

“I’m sorry Aragon,” Konstelacio has been alive centuries and tried to acted it but in moments like this she felt small, so small.

“I am to, I didn’t mean to come to the living realm at all. I knew I was getting angry so I went out where I couldn’t damage sisters reputation anymore. I stubbles into a natural portal and just.”

“I understand suddenly being underwater must have been really scary for a fire user.” She missed the ocean… she the ancient ships not so much. “But why didn’t you come back afterwards! Honestly! I was starting to get worried -“

“No you weren’t.”

“What?” - Dinah pursed her lips closed, she had treated people like this before, she wanted to help, this girl was out of her depth.

“You didn’t even notice I was gone! No body noticed I was gone! Sister didn’t notice I was gone.” Aragon was frustrated, angry seething red. Things were perfect the way it was before! So what if he made some mistakes ruling after their parents died? And so what is Dora hated him? She doesn’t know anything! She doesn’t know how hard he had to work to keep everything together! .. so what if she was scared of him? He had been doing everything for her right? He had been… he was…

“I -I -iii”

“And it just made you madder right?” Black canary tiptoed, “Just made you feel like no one cares about you. Like you need to lash out to even be seen. I understand where you’re coming from. Your friend is right therapy is a long process and is bound to come with set backs and that’s okay. But you can’t just give up. Someone as strong as you is bound to push threw!”

Konstelacios throat filled with acid,“I’m sorry Aragon I didn’t know I’m a bad friend, please come home ? I promise to check in on you more. I’ll even blackmail FrightNight to hangout with us!”

“You would blackmail the FrightNight! For me?”

“I’d blackmail General Dan for you man!” The girl chuckled, “Tho speaking of the general we are going to have to check in with him.”

The beast moved back, and just what in the world was their general to make a literal dragon scared?????

“It’s okay Aragon I’ll do all the talking.” She winked up at the creature.

“Alright I’ll go back.” The mammoth of a livers pulled himself up towering over everyone, the girl didn’t flinch.

The blue ghost looked over at the heroes, “Thank you Healer for your words, I had not know I need to hear them. Kkhhmm and thank you green one the sight of a human closer to my time is … comforting I suppose. Archers are a rarity these days.”

The demon smiled finally time to go home!

“Wait, please excuse my interruption I have a few questions to ask miss Konstelacio.”

Aragon had begun to shrink into that of a young man, eighteen in medieval attire, instantly he was leaning over the girls shoulder. Protective. “And who are you?”

“Hello, My name is Martian manhunter.”

An excerpt of tonight’s date convo

Me: this is my exact problem with MHA like yeah blood is gross and Japan has different sensibilities than us but you can not tell me Toga wouldn’t fucking book it to America and instantly gain a huge following

(we had been talking about vampires)

My datemate: just makes a cult

Me: exactly! Or like discrimination against quirkless people you can’t tell me they’re isn’t like quirkless cities dominating some niche part of the market (like Silicon Valley and all the gays moving to the same places)

DM (datemate): like basketball or or

Me: they make all the icecream

DM: XD all the dairy farmers are quirkless

Me: the cows just fucking smell a quirk and kick them

Lindir (signing up for the Musican Guild and being a nervous mess): Can I bring a friend during tryouts?

Elf in charge: Of course! After all it looks like you need all the emotional support you can get!

Next Day -

Elf in charge: Lord Elrond are you here to evaluate the tryouts ?

Elrond (sitting in the front row): Oh no I’m just here for my friend.

Elf in charge (expecting someone really important): who?

Elrond: Lindir

Elf in charge: Wait What?!?!

Lindir (goes on stage)

Elrond: Your doing great sweetie!!!

Kon’s Interlude - Ghost Helpline

Warning: depictions of war, meat eating and throwing up

Konstelacio tries to leave the Watchtower as soon as she entered it. She tried. Two hours later she leaves and erases the summoning circle behind her. She hopes they never call her again as she teleports home.

She has enough energy to teleport it’s fine.

She lands on her ass and stares at the pink carpet. Ugh. Everything in her corner of the house was too fucking bright right now.

“Hello!!! I’m back!!!! … Guys? … Dad?”

Throb. throb. throb.

Bile burned its way up her throat.

Was this it ? Did they leave me? Did Uncle Dan tell them how she’d managed to fuck up without even trying?

“Bbblluubbb???”

Oh a blob ghost.

Right a blob ghost, “Hahaah I’m an idiot of course daddy wouldn’t leave me.” They wouldn’t leave me. At least not Dad and that was enough. It had to be enough.

“Bbbllubbb. Bbb. B. Blurrrb.”

“Haha right! Thanks for sending me the message! Tell dad I love him and can’t wait to see him! And Billy if Billy’s back by now make sure to give him a big soggy hug for me okay!”

“Bbblubb!!” The little slimy looking ball swished its head to hers in what was most likely meant to be a love tap but ended up little more that the creature splaying itself entirely onto her forehead. It left, Violet felt lonely.

Lonely and dumb. How could she forget her family was moving into their new house today?

It explained where everyone was, the empty fridge and missing items. Right, Dad needed this move. He needed, well Violet wasn’t sure what he needed exactly but Dandy said he did. And Violet trusted Dandy. She trusted him with this at least. It was enough.

She smelled something rotting in her nose.

It was enough.

It was enough.

It was enough.

She walked back to her room and looked around. Nobody had packed her things. Her throat burned. She’d fill a bag tomorrow and figure it out.

She laid down in her bed in her room of her dads house.

// “This is mine? Really mine? It’s too pretty. What if I break it?”

“It’s yours, it’s okay. If it breaks I’ll buy you a new one baby I am rich remember?”

“This room is mine too?”

“Yes of course.”

“What it I break it to? What if I break it on purpose.”

“I’m giving it to you, no strings attached. If breaking everything in your room makes you happy then do it. I won’t be mad, because it’s yours okay?”

“Are you mine too then, Dad? You’re mine?”

“Yes”

“What if I break you to?”

“I’ll heal.” //

Konstelacio’s breathing slowed, eyes drooping. It was more than she had ever had before. I was more than she deserved. She smiled cuddled up to her mountain of stuffed animals. It was enough.

—- —- —-

Konner, Conner, Kon-El, Superboy, clone, Kon, clone, Konny, clone, clone boy, it.

So yeah Konner got it. Kon (ha!) stelacio had a write to be upset at Constantine for calling her something she didn’t like. She had apparently asked him not to and he had. Apart of Conner hoped Constantine got cursed. That guy was an asshole.

He gets the snapping defeat of her name, the anger. Conner knew anger well. Something about her made his insides twist. Something in her voice screaming, help me help me something is wrong. He shakes his head and decides to tell Black Canary about it at therapy.

It took a lot of time, and a lot of therapy for Conner to feel okay with himself. With his looks, his voice. Being a clone left him with a lot of self doubt about everything. Where did Superman end and Conner start?

Superboy thought back on the bargaining the league had done over the cure for Vampires Fog and couldn’t help but laugh. Well it was nice to know he at least had a soul in which to barter with now.

Conner gave himself a once over in the mirror before floating out the door. Time for a date with Tim.

—- —- —-

// War was surprisingly boring. When not fighting for their lives all war mounted up to was waiting. Waiting for the next battle, waiting for a chance to wash your bloody clothes, waiting for new orders, waiting for food, waiting for resources, waiting, waiting, waiting. War was boring.

General Dan was angry today. They didn’t have food … again. Violet wasn’t allowed to go hunting and Klarion had decided to stay with her. The mix species battalion had decimated the surrounding area for food a week ago.

Klarion was use to emotional hunger, the physical ache in his stomach rendering the talkative sprite speechless.

Billy was use to physical hunger just fine, telling them stories of Faucet cities kind people with a smile but something about the lack of food had begun to make him twitchy.

Violet was use to both kinds of hunger, so it didn’t matter.

“Billy’s back!!! Violet get up! Look he brought food!”

“There you guys are! Here eat up!”

The trio sat down near their tent. It’s natural for demons to eat meet uncooked, Violet had told Billy multiple times. She didn’t want to be a bother. Half the meat was burnt, no bones and definitely no blood.

Violet ate three bowls anyway. The meat was vividly red enough to play off as blood. It was chewy and sweet and charred in a way the stuck to the back of her throat. It smelled weird and familiar. Then again all burning flesh smelled familiar.Pieces of it kept getting stuck in the back of her throat. Meat wasn’t usually sweet like this. It was juicy, the demons mouth watered as she wondered.

How did they get this? She almost couldn’t believe they had found more game in the woods. It was sweet, Violet knew a type of sweet meat. Sweet blood. Were…. Were they eating a vampire?

Klarion finish off one before looking out into the forest and grimacing.

“Billy Billy you need to eat to!!! You’re a human you need to eat.”

“Of course Vi I am don’t worry. It’s delicious! Some of my best cooking yet. Mmm yum it’s great.”

Right they couldn’t be eating a vampire, humans can’t do that. Whatever Klarion was probably couldn’t eat vampires ether.

Klarion followed Billy’s lead “Yumming and oooing” until the little demonling finished off two more bowls.

Billy stood up to wash the bowls. The air shifted allowing the girl to get a good wiff of the blood on humans pants.

“Horse blood? Are the horses okay? What happened?”

The trio had grown close to their steeds, gifts of their political party, riding them gave the kids an illusion of freedom. Combing, feeding and playing with them had helped the days go faster.

Violet got up and began to look - really look around the campsite. “Billy? Billy? Where’s Fireball? You took him with you hunting right were is he?”

A look crossed both of the boys faces, Klarion downed his tea like it was alcohol. Maybe it was.

“General Dan is bringing the horses back in few hours Vi Vi don’t worry about it.”

True to his word, General brought the horses back and Violet understood were all of the bones must have went.

Everything tasted like ash until the war was over.//

Violet woke up puking.

She wanted her dad, her dad was in Gotham.

She teleported.

Jaskier as Taylor swift yes it makes total sense and I love it but also consider

Jaskier as Melanie Martinez

Can you even imagine the amount of weird stuff he’s written also just imagine passing Witcher’s hearing his music expecting another “toss a coin” or heartbreak song ect. And instead end up hearing “tag your it” or “strawberry short cake”

Just fucking “class fight”

\my one true love called me a monster\

Like oh fuck no !!! This bard that has made our lives better was called a monster!!! ... As a child!!! By someone he loved!!!!!

Elves don’t have to sleep as much as humans do. So imagine they have no idea what sleep deprivation is?

Bard (stumbling around, repeating his words and vaguely hallucinating): where’s the coffee

Thranduil: are you okay

Sigrid: oh dads fine he just hasn’t been able to sleep in a week

Thranduil (conserned and horrified): what?!?!