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respectthepetty · 2 years

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Strangers at a Table

We're not lovers. We're just strangers With the same damn hunger To be touched, to be loved, to feel anything at all – Halsey ft. Lauren Jauregui “Strangers”

In the first episode, we learn who all the characters are: Akk is the president of the perfects. Kan is a perfect. Wat is a perfect. Thua is the class president. Ayan is the new student. Sani is the new teacher. Nun, Nong, and Nian are the protestors.

But with each passing episode, we start questioning more about who are they outside of the school.

We get glimpses of Akk, Kan, and Wat in the dorm, dancing and laughing. We see Ayan alone in pain. We watch as Thua tries to escape his reality.

We’ve only been allowed to catch fragments of who they are when they aren’t being shoved into roles that feel too heavy for them to carry, yet this week, we received an entire episode observing who these characters are when they aren’t confined within a school that feels like a prison.

Sani is the only person who sees that Wat is unhappy. Sani is the only person Wat confides in about his dreams. Within the school, Sani is a teacher trying to help a student find his path in life. Within the school, Wat is a student trusting his teacher to help guide him.

Yet, on a rainy night, two people share a table and talk.

Wat is eager to share his new video-editing skills thanks to Sani’s encouragement, and Sani is happy to hear about Wat’s life (his health-conscious mother) and his friends (they’re nut heads).

A student and teacher share a table to talk, but it’s kinder. It’s easy.

Nun, Nong, and Nian protest. Nun, Nong, and Nian fight back. Within the school, they are the rebels. Within the school, they are the outsiders.

Yet, on a beach, a group of boys share a table and laugh.

Nian wants to be alone with his date. Nong and Nun want to take pictures with theirs.

A group of boys share a table to laugh, but it’s happier. It’s intimate.

Kan wants to protect Thua from the world. Thua wants to protect Kan from himself. Within the school, Kan is the perfect standing up for his class president and upholding the school’s rules. Within the school, Thua is the class president helping a perfect pass his classes and exemplifying the school’s standards.

Yet, in an empty house, two students share a table and study.

Kan takes care of Thua by offering him a drink and openly tells Thua he is jealous of his friendship with Ayan. Thua, much like the day on the beach, away from the school, smiles.

A perfect and a class president share a table to study, but it’s softer. It’s warm.

Once the gates are open, the coldness returns, but the warmth lingers. Thua might not hold Kan’s hand, and Kan might not acknowledge his feelings, but the adoration is clear.

It’s never been just two students sharing a table.

Ayan is the rebel who breaks the rules. Akk is the perfect president who enforces the rules. Within the school, Ayan wants to figure out who is behind the curse, so he can bring the school down. Within the school, Akk becomes the curse, so he can save the school’s reputation.

Yet, near the breaking waves, two strangers share a table and eat.

Each time Ayan and Akk enter the school this episode, they argue and hide. Outside of school, they are vulnerable. They cry and hold each other.

Within the school, Ayan never approaches Akk when he is with his friends. Ayan only flirts with Akk when nobody else is around.

Outside of the school, Ayan takes Akk to the café, his safe place. Ayan tells Akk he can spend the night at his apartment. Ayan tells Sani that Akk has his homework. Ayan attempts to wave at Nun, Nong, and Nian while out with Akk. Ayan puts his hoodie on Akk. Ayan invites himself to Akk’s place. Ayan gets into Akk’s bed.

Ayan wants whatever is happening between them to be real. Ayan wants whatever is happening between them to be more. Ayan wants to know who Akk is outside of what the school has labeled him, when he isn’t the curse. Ayan wants Akk to acknowledge him outside of school.

Ayan wants Akk.

And Akk wants Ayan.

Two strangers, with the same hunger, share a table and eat.

Two strangers share themselves.

More than friends. Less than lovers. Worse than strangers.

#the eclipse #the eclipse series #ayan x akk #kan x thua #nun #nain #nong #teacher sani #wat #outside of school #they are strangers

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doubletalkingmaeve · 9 months

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I have the urge to write something despite never writing my entire life

#outside of school #but the lack of newsted fanfics out there are a crime #at least on tumblr

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whyoneartheven · 5 months

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there are so many "if this gets (insert number) notes i'll do something productive/good for me!" but has there ever been one where someone goes

if this gets 10k notes i'll slap myself in the face

i suppose i'm wondering

would people be so eager to reblog if it would cause something slightly unpleasant?

#i'm honestly curious #i would have just made the post #but i don't want people to be worried abt me slapping myself in the face XD #evie rambles #okee dokee back to school now #help i need sleep #maybe being quarantined is making me go insane #i haven't talked to anyone outside my family for like over 2 weeks bc we've been sick #aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh

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serialunaliver · 2 months

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^Person who has never heard of playing wolves

#me and my friends would play pretend the whole DAY outside school #it's healthy imagination in children

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bizarrelittlemew · 6 months

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love the implication that in the ofmd universe, chamomile is a more potent incapacitating agent than chloroform

in case you don't know, chloroform doesn't work like in cartoons and movies - one sniff from a rag won't make you go sleepy-bye. you need to hold that soaked rag to someone's face for like 5 minutes (at least) and then keep it there for the duration of unconsciousness (you also need to make sure they don't choke on their own tongue, don't try this at home kids).

but Stede walks up to a guard, they hold a dry towel at non-touching distance from their face even while sniffing it, immediately lose consciousness, and stay unconscious for the duration of the escape. also he isn't affected at all from pushing a cart full of these, not to mention preparing and touching them. amazing

and at first i thought like, okay, it's not really chamomile, it's something else and Stede is just lying, makes sense. but then during Stede's confrontation with Zheng Yi Sao in episode 7, he says "i took her entire crew down with chamomile tea", meaning that it is indeed just chamomile??

when Ed grinds up rhino horn it works like coke and when Stede infuses towels with his Bonnet Special Sleepy-Time Chamomile Blend™️ it renders victims instantaneously unconscious from a single sniff (presumably with no long-term/permanent effects) in a way no known chemical can do (at least without also killing you/rendering you comatose). i love this show

#david jenkins school of whatever works for the bit #ofmd s2 spoilers #ofmd s2 #ofmd #our flag means death #source: have handled chloroform outside a fume hood (because i was an idiot) and didn't go sleepy-bye

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munson-memories · 28 days

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Eddie making you laugh so hard you snort

"Oh my god youre a snorter! This is even better than when i made you squirt"

#eddie munson #stranger things #eddie munson x reader #snortin and squirtin relaxing all cool #shootin some b ball outside of the school

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puppetmaster13u · 3 months

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Prompt 212

“Did we just pull an Isekai?”

“I mean, does it count if it’s practically just Ghostwriter’s usual shit, just more chaotic?”

“Sam, this is like a game, look, we even have inventory overlays!”

“Yeah but Tuck, I died so therefor I pulled an isekai, right?”

“Shit, why does that make sense?”

“Boys, perhaps actually look into your overlay there? Perhaps look at the map as well?”

“... oh my Ancients, guys, we’re not the players, we’re going to be the bosses of this game.”

. . .

“This is going to be so much fun guys.”

The JL Jr team would really like it to be known that they are in fact done with Klarions shenanigans. This is literally the first day school is out for the summer for them! Who even showed him DnD and anime anyway?!

#Prompts #DCxDP #DPxDC #Klarion is having so much fun with this & is rooting for his new friends #Tucker starts as a Level 1 cat & ends up a level 200 Desert Sphinx King #Sam starts as a Level 1 sprout & ends up a level 200 Great Tree Dragon #Val starts as a Level 1 golem & ends up a level 200 Cybernetic Basilisk #Danny starts a Level 2 egg & ends up a Level 200 Star Serpent #They’ve created their own lairs and dungeons for EXP and are having so much fun #Why yes they ARE friends with Klarion (who is hiding as the merchant for FUN)#Why yes Amity WAS the one to show Klarion anime manga & DnD #They’ve been out of school for the summer for a few weeks now #Young Justice are so Done and have just gotten out of school for summer break #The first encounter they have with one of the bosses is this Giant Galaxy Serpent-Dragon flying overhead #Not that they knows this lol #Danny: Yo Klar do you think we could manage these forms Outside of the Game #Klarion (vibrating from the sheer chaos it could cause): What a Wonderful Question

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froody · 10 months

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republicans scrambling to remove any book that mentions a character having two parents of the same gender or sub-textually being transgender when THIS is the only book you have to worry about making your kid transgender and gay:

#actually the outsiders has been banned from schools #not because of the violence or the dated language but because a church burns down 💀

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ekat-fandom-blog · 1 year

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Jack decides he needs a bit of time away from family to mourn the loss of his one sided friendship with Vlad and Vlad's death. So he takes a trip to Gotham. On this trip, he runs into Damian and Tim, who are convinced he's Captain Marvel in disguise.

Meanwhile, Jason's also run into Jack as he's coming into his ghost powers. Jason starts freaking out because someone just saw him when his new powers started glitching. Panicking only worsens the situation as now he can't figure out how to get his foot un-caught in the cement.

Jack, despite not knowing if this kid is a halfa or not, decides to give him advice based on how Danny told him his powers work. It works.

Now, Jason has a sort-of mentor that he didn't ask for but definitely needs, and Jack has something to do while he sorts out his feelings on the whole Vlad-was-never-his-friend thing.

Eventually, Damian and Tim catch them while Jack is trying to explain how Jason might have a second form. While Jack explains, Jason just transforms. His ghost form isn't what either expected. Jack was expecting something similar to Danny's or Vlad's. Not a winged little kid with a mask.

To be honest, this just solidifies that this guy is Captain Marvel for Damian and Tim. Obviously he decided to teach Jason magic.

#dp x dc #dc x dp #dcxdp #dpxdc #jason got wings #because of how he was in heaven before he came back to life #i'm thinking he's more red palleted than color swapped #his eyes hair and wings are red #and his outfit is a mix between his robin uniform and his school uniform #khakis tie cape pixie boots mask #all in navy blue and red #the cape is blue on the outside and red on the inside #i'm not sure about the shirt #his transformation rings probably look more fire-y than the others'#i subscribe to the idea that he'd have a fire core #(also i think tim and damian thinking jack is captain marvel is hilarious and should def be used more)#(also also the version of captain marvel i'm thinking of is any EXCEPT for the movie version where he's a fricken twink)#(yes that does happen to be my biggest problem with the shazam movie)#(they should have found someone that looks more like how the ancient greeks thought their gods looked)#(or at least like how he does in the comics)#(sorry for the rant i have strong feelings about this)

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luxaofhesperides · 3 months

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For ghostlights: baby Ellie + tired Danny + Duke the baby whisperer?

He has no idea how his parents did it.

Babies are exhausting. Toddlers more so. Any infants in the strange stage in-between? Doubly so.

Ellie is wonderful and sweet and cute and such a terror that Danny genuinely has no idea how his parents managed to raise not one, but two kids. For all their eccentricities and absent-mindedness, he and Jazz turned out pretty well. Ignoring the whole halfa thing because that’s more his fault than theirs even if Jazz says they shouldn’t have created the dangerous environment in the first place.

That environment is exactly why Danny refuses to let Ellie go to his house in Amity Park. His parents say they’ve disabled all the weapons and ecto-sensors since he’s had to reveal himself as Phantom, but he knows that things slip their minds and if they can’t guarantee that the house is safe, then Ellie isn’t going in there. Simple as that.

This means that they live somewhere else now. Danny had thought about it, during the hours Ellie was asleep and he was awake, exhausted and worn down to his bones, and took Jazz’s advice to accept Vlad’s offer of buying a house for him. Except he argued Vlad down to an apartment in a city of his choosing where he wouldn’t stand out too much and he would be safe, or as safe as he can be, from anyone trying to hunt down ghosts.

So here they are. Standing in the empty living room of their new apartment in Gotham.

Gotham may not be very safe as a city, but it’s good for two ghosts trying to pass as normal.

Danny sighs yet again, and looks at the space he’ll need to fill. At least Vlad is footing the bill. It’s the least he can do for creating Ellie. Frostbite was the one who was able to stabilize her, though it was almost too late and resulted in her reforming as a baby, just one and a half years old. Jazz is the one who’s choosing most of the furniture, thankfully, so it’s something that Danny doesn’t need to worry about it.

It’s a new start to their lives and it feels so empty. So overwhelming. How did his parents do it? How do any parents do it?

Ellie smacks a small palm against his cheek and babbles lightly.

“I know, Ellie,” Danny says, giving her a tired smile. “Don’t worry, we’ll have this place looking good in no time.”

He adjusts her in his arms, then heads towards the bedroom. It’s the only room that has any furniture, and all that’s there is a bed, a crib, and a bookcase. There are a few boxes on the floor, labeled ‘bedroom’ and ‘clothing’ and ‘books’. Most of it came from his bedroom in Amity Park, but he’s pretty sure he caught Jazz sneaking a few things in before they closed the boxes and loaded them up into the car.

“Can you be good for five minutes?” he asks Ellie.

She babbles again and smacks his shoulder.

“I’m taking that as an agreement. Just let me open these boxes and start unpacking before you start causing trouble, okay?”

Ellie makes another sound, but it seems agreeable so Danny carefully lays her down in the crib and gets to peeling off the tape on the boxes. The opens the one labeled ‘bedroom’ first, finding blankets and sheets folded and stacked in vacuum sealed bags. One of them is his old childhood blanket, the one he carried around everywhere that was faded with age, barely blue, with white bunnies decorating it.

He was so small when he had this. It makes him oddly emotional to unpack it and pass it on to Ellie, draping it over her so her pudgy little hands can grab at it.

This is no time to cry, though! He forces himself to focus and makes his own bed, shaking out the sheets and fluffing up the pillows. He’ll worry about washing everything later; Vlad made sure to get an apartment with an in-unit washer and dryer, which means he was actually sensible while apartment hunting for Danny.

He doesn’t mean to flop onto the bed once it’s made, but he ends up there anyways. He’s barely gotten a full six hours of uninterrupted sleep since Frostbite deemed Ellie healthy enough to leave his care. The drive up to Gotham was long and wore him down to his bones.

He doesn’t mean to fall asleep, but he does, drifting off as he wonders, distantly, when Jazz will be back from getting them dinner.

Ellie wakes him up at dawn with a loud cry. Danny jolts awake, heart pounding in his chest as he panics because Ellie isn’t here, she’s supposed to be in his arms, where is she? And then he sees the crib, where Ellie is staring at him through the bars, and he nearly collapses with relief.

“Morning, El,” he says, voice rough from sleep, as he picks her up. She just stares up at him, then leans forward and rests her head against his shoulder.

It’s quiet moments like these that make his heart melt. Ellie’s had a hard life already; he wants to give her a better one, this time around.

A quick check of the time on his nearly dead phone shows that it’s barely past six in the morning, and Jazz texted him a few times. All about furniture, saying that she didn’t want to wake them and that food is in the fridge.

It’s only the mention of food that makes him realize how ravenous he’s feeling. Danny makes a beeline for the kitchen, ignoring everything else, and pulls out the boxes of take-out Jazz left stacked in the fridge. He devours it like he’s been starving for weeks, then gives Ellie her Ecto-Jello, the only food she’s allowed to eat until Frostbite gives the okay for solid, human food.

Once he’s got her burped and cleaned up, Danny looks out of the kitchen and realizes that Jazz was very productive while he was asleep. The living room isn’t empty anymore; a dark green couch is against the wall, a low, rectangular coffee table made of dark wood in front of it. Two armchairs are on both sides of the couch, and a television has been installed, fixed into the wall.

Jazz is asleep on the couch. Her legs hang off an armrest and she’s drooling slightly.

Her phone is charging on the floor, so Danny takes it and snaps a picture of her for later teasing, then sends it to himself and writes a note to her that he’s going out with Ellie to explore the neighborhood.

He’s finally feeling more settled, energized from sleep and food.

In the warm dawn light spilling in through the windows, Danny looks down at Ellie and thinks that they’ll be just fine after all.

. . .

Four months ago, Danny had hope. He was optimistic.

Gotham was a fresh start, a new lease of life for Ellie. It is Danny’s attempt to be a single parent, sacrificing college for Ellie, and he’s planning to go out and beat the gangs black and blue if they start anymore shootouts in the next year.

He had just gotten Ellie to sleep. She was actually peacefully taking a nap.

And then a drive by shooter raced down the street, gunshots echoing down the road, and Ellie work up crying. She still hasn’t stopped, despite how Danny rocked her, soothing her as best he could.

They had been outside when Ellie fell asleep, her head on his shoulder. He had been catching up with Sam and Tucker when the car drove by, people ducking and crying out to avoid the bullets. Danny instinctively covered Ellie and made them both intangible, saving them from any stray bullets, but they ruined her nap and he needs to make them pay for that.

“Shh,” he soothes, “You’re okay. We’re both fine. It’s okay, El, it’s okay.”

Her little hands clutch at his back, twisting the fabric of his shirt, and she lets out a heartbreaking wail. He pats her back, hurrying down the street to get back to his apartment building, ignoring the looks people were giving them as they passed by.

“I know it was scary, but you’re alright. You’re always safe with me, El.”

Ellie’s cries down down a little, but they don’t stop. She whimpers, burying her face against his shoulder as he finally reaches their apartment building.

The door’s locked, which wouldn’t be a problem except Danny can’t get his keys from his pocket. He knows he has them! But his pocket refuses to relinquish them and he has to stop every few seconds to pat Ellie’s back, trying in vain to calm her down.

“We’ll be inside in a second,” he tells her, trying to keep the frustration out of his voice, “as soon as I can get these freaking keys!”

“Hey, you alright?”

Danny startles, whirling around so fast it makes Ellie go quiet, clinging to him so she doesn’t get flung into the air. There’s a guy standing before him in a gray hoodie, looking at him with clear concern. It speaks to Danny’s level of constant exhaustion that he hadn’t clocked someone sneaking up behind him.

The guy offers an awkward smile. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you or anything. Um, do you need me to open to door? I live here too.”

Danny wonders for a moment if this someone dangerous, someone hoping to hurt Ellie, but she starts to cry again and he steps to the side. “Please. I can’t get my keys.”

“I’m Duke, by the way. I don’t think I’ve seen you around here before.”

“Danny,” he replies, watching as Duke pulls out a large key ring, jangling with the amount of keychains on it, and easily opens the door. “I’ve been here a few months, but I’m usually inside. Or walking around in the mornings with this little monster.”

“That would explain it,” Duke says as he holds the door open, letting Danny in first. “I’m usually in classes at GCU, but I decided to take a mental health day after my lab, so here I am.”

Danny walks in and waits for Duke to follow, making sure the door closes properly behind them. “Thanks. How is GCU? What do you study? I was thinking of going there myself once she gets a little older and can go to school.”

“Oh, I’m majoring in English and Human Services.” He goes to say more, but Ellie wails again and Danny winces.

“I’m so sorry. That drive by woke her up and it’s really rattled her.”

“Hey, no need to apologize. I get it, Gotham is rough to kids.”

Danny tries rocking her back and forth, but it doesn’t help. He resigns himself to another hour of her crying before she exhausts herself, and makes for the stairs, going up to the fourth floor. Duke holds open the door again, then follows after them. It makes Danny wonder if Duke is planning to do something to them, then decides he can beat Duke in a fight, so it’s fine.

Duke doesn’t try to hurt them or steal Ellie away. He opens the door to their floor and stops before they do. “I’m in here,” he says, “If you ever need me to open more doors.”

“Thanks. Um, actually, I might need help opening mine?”

Duke just smiles and makes his way back to them, following them farther into the hall until Danny stops in front of his apartment.

“If I could just get my keys,” he starts.

“Here, let me hold her for a second so you can get them,” Duke offers. Danny wants to insist that it’s fine, but Ellie cries directly into his ear and Danny, at the end of his rope, passes her over.

Like magic, Ellie settles as soon as she’s in Duke’s arms. She sniffles and hides her face away, clutching to Duke’s hoodie, but she stops crying. They both go still, surprised, and stare down at her.

“Seriously?” Danny says as he finally pulls out his keys, “Are you trying to say that I’m the problem?”

Ellie babbles lightly, and Duke turns his head to futilely hide his grin.

He grumbles as he unlocks the door and pushes it open. Ellie is acting as if she’s never been upset before a day in her life, making herself at home in Duke’s arms.

“I can’t believe this. Betrayed by my own blood.”

Duke laughs as he follows Danny into his apartment, lightly patting Ellie’s back. “It’s always the smallest, cutest ones that do this.”

“Yeah? Do you work with a lot of kids or something? Used to being betrayed by the little ones?”

“I don’t work with kids per se,” Duke says, “But my foster family is a hot mess and the youngest of them likes to keep us all on our toes.”

“Family,” Danny says in a tired, fond tone.

“Family,” Duke agrees.

With his door open and Ellie calm, Danny’s ready to just lay face down on the floor for the rest of the day and not deal with anything else. He moves to take Ellie back, holding his arms out, and Duke tries to pass her over.

The key word being tries.

Ellie tightens her grip and kicks at Danny. She refuses to be taken away from Duke, making him awkwardly try to pry her off his hoodie. Danny really hopes Duke doesn’t notice how she goes slightly intangible to make his hands fall through her arms and legs. It shouldn’t be noticeable, but it’s hard to focus on anything but a kid that clings to you, so Danny holds out for Duke’s goodwill and silence.

“As nice as it is to meet you, you need to go back to your… parent?” Danny nods when Duke looks at him in askance. “You need to go back to your parent. Okay? Come on, kid, he’s waiting for you.”

Ellie shakes her head, makes a frustrated noise, and then turns and reaches out a grabby hand towards Danny.

She still refuses to be taken from Duke when Danny tries to pick her up again, so he settles with just letting her hold two of his fingers.

“I’m so sorry about this,” he says to Duke, face burning. This is why he hasn’t been going out and being social since he moved in; Ellie is a handful even on the best days, and Danny doesn’t want someone to judge him as unfit to parent her and have her taken away.

Duke shakes his head, stepping closer. “It’s all good, man. I don’t mind. It’s not like I had any plans today. I’m already skipping my classes, might as well spend it with you two than sleep all day.”

“Are you sure? I’d be happy to invite you in, but I know Ellie can be a lot and not everyone wants to spend their day off with a baby.”

“I’m sure. Besides, I’d just be down the hall anyways. It’s no skin off my back, man.”

“Well,” Danny says, stepping to the side to give Duke full access to his open doorway, “Come on in, then.”

Ellie keeps them connected, one hand in Duke’s hoodie and the other holding Danny’s fingers, and though her cheeks are still red from how hard she had been crying, she’s calm now with her eyes shining with mischief.

As the door closes behind them, Danny realizes that this is the first time someone he’s not related to has been inside his apartment. Not even Vlad has come in, always choosing to invite Danny and Ellie out for lunch instead.

It should make him nervous, but Duke is calm and easy going and kind.

He’s making silly faces at Ellie to make her laugh, completely at ease with her in his arms, as if he’s done this a thousand times before.

Gotham is a second chance at life for Ellie. It’s a sacrifice for Danny, to be alone and without friends or family around. He’d been ready to give up everything for Ellie, to focus solely on raising her, but with Duke filling his apartment with laughter, he thinks that he can make a life here too.

All he needs to do is take that first step, reach his hand out, ask Duke to stick around.

He can do this.

#ghostlights #dc x dp #dp x dc #dcxdp #dpxdc #dc x dp fic #prompt fill #my writing #i really love writing about characters struggling to be parents v suddenly and thru unconventional means #so here's danny a year out of high school living on his own for the first time w baby ellie #and duke who needed some space and independence while he's in college. bruce pays for the apartment while duke works part time for grocerie #and ellie who had been fully developed but unstable is now a halfa baby who remembers stuff but is also. yknow. a baby.#she absolutely latched onto duke to force danny to have a life outside of her. but also she can sense that hes kind and calm #which danny needs bc he is Stressed (tm)#this leads to duke bringing over food for them and looking after ellie while danny goes shopping or naps #both of them ignoring how duke has to leave suddenly for Hero Related Reasons and how danny and ellie have Powers #it's a v delicate balance they keep for the sake of keeping ellie safe #yeah they're gonna co-parent and realize they're basically dating after MONTHS of pining #the bats have bets on who gives bruce a grandkid first and literally no one bet on duke but here he is lol :)#thanks for the prompt!!

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givemewallywestorgivemedeath · 2 years

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The generational progression of team dynamics is truly so funny to me.

You have the Justice League and they're all coworkers. They're friendly and polite with each other but they don't really hang out together outside of work. Two of them might transcend the work friend dynamic and buddy up outside of work (i.e Barry and Hal or Ollie and Hal or Bruce and Clark) but you will never see all of them casually hanging out for fun.

Then there's the Titans. These guys are friends. They all have busy lives so they maybe don't see each other as much as they'd like to but they're all deeply bonded with each other. They make a point of planning big get togethers with each other unrelated to work. They know each other's deepest secrets. Their kids consider the other Titans aunts and uncles.

Last but not least there's Young Justice. Young Justice is the definition of unhealthy codependency. They're all best friends and they act like siblings but they might also all be in love with each other? Kon dated Cassie, hit on Cissie, flirted with Bart's clone and had a dream where Bart was in a cheerleading outfit and was with his other love interests and then just everything with Tim. Cassie dated both Tim and Kon, and then there's everything with Cissie. Bart admitted that Cassie made him 'like girls' (?), took Cissie to a dance, and is extremely close with Tim and Kon to the point where it could just be unhealthy codependency but it might be something more. Honestly this entire group is so intermixed and codependent it's insane. They go from 'i love you so much you are my best friend' to 'i wanna make out with you' so fast and with barely any breathing room. They are constantly with each other and hang out at least once a week. They cannot exist separately.