"Constan...tine?" Flash asks, looking concerned.
Zatanna just sighs and walks away, clearly knowing what's going on and wanting nothing to do with it.
"He can't run away from me now!" Constantine says, aggressively finishing the summoning circle and slamming his hands down to activate it.
"Oi! C'mere, you little shit! There's no getting away this time! Some big ugly bloke who controls weather is causing trouble, and I'd say that's one of the things you can't ignore!"
The summoning sigil glows. It seems...sluggish.
Then is speeds up, and a teenager wearing a NASA hoodie rises out of it, holding a burger in one hand and wearing a tired glare on his face.
"Fine. I'll go get him. Can you stop being weird about this?"
"Weird? Nawr, I'm not weird. But you are gonna need to do a debrief, before you leave. Which means coming up here." The 'where I'll be waiting' is unsaid, but very clear.
The Ghost King looks disgusted before disappearing, presumably to deal with the Weather God.
No one says anything, but everyone stares at Constantine.
"What-?"
"That's his lovers' son, and he's been trying to win him over for months." Zatanna drones, coming back with a sandwich.
"That...I mean. People don't usually call their stepkids 'little shit'." Superman says, looking both uncomfortable and a little nervous.
"Well most people's unofficial stepkids don't deliberately cockblock them by opening a portal to the Infinite Realms beneath their feet, now do they?"
Or; Constantine was sent to investigate Amity Park and apprehend the criminals Jack and Maddie Fenton. He failed steps 1-6 and fucked them instead. Except their son is the Ghost King, and in response to Constantine showing up again and again, he decided to start tossing the Hellblazer into the Infinite Realms every time the man tried to get nasty with the kid's parents. He's also been avoiding Constantine like the plague, deliberately not answering any calls from the man and leaving to a different dimension whenever Constantine tries to talk it out. Now, though. Now John's been given a chance to summon the little shit and try to sit his ass down for a long overdue conversation about boundaries and the fact that he doesn't get to decide who his parents fuck. And yes, the lipstick in his pocket was Maddies.
time travel fanfic idea where Jason comes back to before he was adopted, him and Batman still meet and he still ends up being adopted by Bruce Wayne, but he just refuses to acknowledge Batman and Robin, he acts like a civilian boy, he has over thirteen extracurriculars that Bruce does his best to keep up with. He regularly works out and trains all the fighting he's learned over the years, he goes on a gap year before college to recuperate the all blades and pretends to be the civilian in a family of crime fighting vigilantes.
He's doing pre-med and keeps nagging his siblings to go to college too (Cass, Tim), Duke is the one who spends more time with him bc everyone else is nocturnal and sleep through the day, but Jason likes to drive Duke to his classes and pick him up so they can have lunch together, Damian had a hard time at first, because Jason speaks every language that he speaks and all bat related things have to stay at the cave, his league training didn't prepare him for a civilian brother.
During an attempted kidnapping during one of the Wayne galas, Jason's whole plan almost gets blow up because one of the guys has taken a woman hostage and his Red Hood fried brain just pounced on the dude with all his might, wrestled him for the gun and kept him stuck under his boot with the gun pointed between the guys brows.
He had to pretend to be scared when Batman came to the rescue and act like he didn't know how to handle a gun.
+ Alfred 100% thinks Jason was on a children gang and that's why he's so good with knives, guns and rifles, but who's he to say anything about people's past
Amity Parkers moving to Gotham for college. Sam and Paulina pooling their trust funds together to buy an abandoned hotel and fitting it as apartments for everybody. They all train together in the courtyard to keep their skills up and just because it's fun. Suddenly an influx of super competent self-trained (or maybe ghost-trained) young adults.
Everybody having their little niches and suddenly they all have more free time that's not being taken up by ghost attacks so many of them started different YouTube channels with info they found out from the ghostly residents of Amity. Star and Paulina running a history of beauty channel going over makeup, hair styles and fashion, special guest Sam when going over alt fashions. Dash and Kwan running one on the history of sports. Wes and Mikey running a conspiracy theory podcast. Valerie running a martial arts channel. Danny just info-dumping about space and spacecraft in videos that range from 45 minutes to four hours. Tucker running a how-to channel for fixing tech and coding. Sam running a combination true crime and witchy channel. The Trio running a Let's Play channel.
Ghostly things happening in all of the videos and everybody guesting on everybody else's channels leads to everybody thinking it's all an elaborate ARG. Danny just floating through the walls half-asleep with a glowing shaker bottle in the background. Some of them when they're in the middle of a rant seem to forget to take a breath or their eyes or freckles start glowing. On a livestream Paulina snaps at somebody off screen and her eyes are suddenly glowing green. Danielle pops in during a charity livestream that the Trio are running and calls Danny-Daddy, Sam-Mom, and Tucker-Dad and is just floating on the back of the couch. Danny doing a stream to watch a rocket take off and suddenly a robe and crown flash and he disappears in a flash of green and the stream is just dead space until the rocket's about to take off and Danny comes running in and jumps over the back of his chair to watch it and cheer.
I want to right it but I have no clue how to start it!! ...... I hate writers block.
Okay but like, a fantasy/no capes au where Tim is a selkie, one who was fiercely protective over his pelt- but none of the Bats know that. One day, when Dick tried picking the innocuous-looking coat up from the floor, Tim “randomly” lashed out and bit him.
ME, A NORMAL CONTRIBUTOR TO FANDOM: So let’s talk about the pedagogical implications Thanos’s snap would have on the Sesame Street curriculum within the greater MCU.
Perfection!
One of my favorite Ask Reddit threads/responses was one titled something like “What is a mind-blowing fact you could tell to someone in the past?”
One of the top replies was “I have a device that fits in my pocket that allows me to access the totality of humanity’s knowledge and culture in the blink of an eye. I use it to look at pictures of cats and to argue with strangers.”
I have never heard a more accurate summary of how most of us use our smartphones and the internet lmao
This is beautiful!
Mean Girls 🤝 Fullmetal Alchemist
It is October 3rd.
“-So that’s why I got these three soul contracts,” Danny holds up three mystical shimmering orbs of light before promptly smushing them together into one “One soul contract now”
Damian raises an eyebrow, which is impressive to see considering he’s at that moment wearing his mask, “you wanted the drunkard magician to owe you one”
“Clock hinted I should sort it out now for future reasons, I have learned not to argue too much about these things with him, it’s literally and figuratively a waste of time.”
“And that’s why you now have soul sight, he gave you that ability for all this”
“Yeah well funny thing, demons will try to scam you in any way they can, it’s very annoying.” but it was also really great to just go ‘I can see the actual soul stuff I want hidden behind your back…’ whenever they thought they were being clever.
“so- what the heck” Danny startles as Batman enters the batcave.
“Danny?”
“Dami… why does father’s soul look like that” Danny keeps squinting with his eyes, trying to make sense of what he’s seeing
And Damian can feel himself get tense, ready for whatever, “... like what”
“it looks… whole… but it’s like it’s made out of millions of tiny fragments, like a cracked prisma. how does that even work?”
Damian thinks really hard, “but it doesn’t look wrong right?”
“No, it's just the world's most elaborate jigsaw puzzle soul. Please explain?”
“Well… the only thing I can think of is that time where father died after we exorcized the demon Nezha from his body and afterwards brought him back to life cause I asked everyone in Gotham to share a tiny bit of their soul with him”
What “Dami what”
“it was that or dead father, Zatanna told me that my life wasn’t sufficient enough for full resurrection, in fact my life and that of the others wouldn’t have worked, so-”
“millions of Gothamites”
“yes”
“our dad is basically Gotham”
Damian shrugs, “father is father”
“Ancients”