Marvel: WHO WAS THE CUCKOLD BASTARD WITH NO FATHERLY LOVE WHO INVENTED PUTTING LETTERS IN MATH!? THIS

A Penny and the Boy Pharaoh situation

I was having a good time here when I remembered Mr. Peabody and Sherman, I love them, and, as a bonus, Penny.

If I'm not mistaken, there's a time when Penny goes back in time with Peabody and Sherman and they end up in ancient Egypt, and there they meet this boy, who became a pharaoh early on (I think, it's been a while since I watched it and I don't remember well), and he falls in love with Penny, and tries to make her fall in love with him by giving her gifts, and when that doesn't work, he kind of tries to force her, but Peabody and Sherman manage to get her out of there and stuff.

So, I, at my peak of creativity-for-everything-but-new-caps-for-my-fics-or-for-my-au, thought; "Why not do a version of this, but with the Batfam?"

And now I have this in my head, like, there are two versions, where they go back in time, and because of their cryptid shenanigans, they get mistaken for deities or something, and the Egyptians try to workshop them, or, they end up on this other planet, or hidden world, like Themyscera, or something, and the people there look at these cryptids and think; "Oh! Exotic pets!" or something.

I don't know if I would put the entire Batfam on the trip together or if it would just be a few, but I definitely want Dick to be Penny.

Like, in my cryptid Batfam headcanons, I like Dick (as an adult) to have this seductive, mermaid-like vibe. You know what I mean? So he would definitely be the one to have a pharaoh/authority figure simping for him.

Like:

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Egyptians, seeing a flock of winged creatures, intelligent and clever, with animal characteristics:

Egyptians: *Looks at murals of their gods, human bodies with animal characteristics*

Egyptians

Egyptians: Are they deities? Demigods?

Batfam: *Cold sweat as they definitely don't want to cause changes to the timeline.* Uhm...

——

The Pharaoh, looking at a Dick, with all his natural charm, plus, the incorporation of the mermaid vibe into his cryptid persona: Is this what love at first sight looks like?

Dick, seeing as how his choice came to bite him in the ass in the worst way possible: Oh no.

Rest of the Batfam minus Bruce: *Outside cool, inside laughing like gazelles.*

Bruce, going into full protective dad mode: Do. Not. Even. Dare. You. *Squints menacingly at the Pharaoh*

——

The Pharaoh simping over Dick: Here *precious jewels and gold.*

Dick "raised as a billionaire's son after the age of 5, once even replicating the scene of Uncle Scrooge swimming in money when a kid" Grayson-Wayne: Uh... no need, sir *crooked smile that looks more like a grimace.*

——

Servants trying to put gold accessories and other precious stones on the winged demigod by the Pharaoh's orders: Wait please!-

Dick receiving small shocks from the wing sensors bc they were programmed to warn when something gets between the feathers and can make difficult to fly: GET IT OFF MY WINGS, GET IT OOOOOFFFFFFFF AAAARGGGHHHH- *Writhing in hatred and discomfort.*

The Pharaoh seeing that this is stressing the demigod instead of pleasing him: Damn it! Stop, stop before he hates me more-

——

Bruce, arms crossed: *Squinting suspiciously.*

The Pharaoh trying to gain the favor of the father of the demigod he wants to court: Hi *Nervous laughter.*

The Pharaoh: For you. *Shows typical offerings of the time for him.*

Bruce "Man that literally come from the future with his family" Wayne: What the- *Disgusted.*

The Pharaoh: WhAt DiD i Do WrOnG tHiS tImE!?!?

——

Bastard child crying:

The Pharaoh irritated: Get rid of th-

Dick, pissed off at the situation: DON'T YOU DARE FINISH THAT SENTENCE! *Cryptid growls as he cradles the child protectively.*

The Pharaoh in a cold sweat: I-understood... *Intimidated but also attracted?*

The child's mother: My son-

Dick: Take him *Hands the child to the mother with a gentle and friendly smile that he uses to talk to victims.*

The Pharaoh who only gets grimaces: Why isn't he like ThAt WiTh Me??

——

The Pharaoh: *Trying again (and failing) to woo Dick*

Dick: *Running away again*

Jason: HA! *points and laughs.*

Damian, being held like a feral cat by Jason: *Unholy screams of anger and disgust.*

Kate: Hahaha, it's like when Bruce had to run away from fangirls at school again!

Bruce, being held like a feral cat by Kate: *Unholy screams of anger and disgust.*

——

Duke nervous: uhn, what are you guys doing...?

Damian: Setting up a political coup plot to remove that unworthy pharaoh from the throne as punishment for his sins.

Bruce: *Covering Damian's mouth with his hand* More like a...prank, to stop him from chasing after Dick.

Damian squirming away from Bruce's hand: That's what I said, Father.

Duke: Oh I'm in.

Bruce: The more the better. Look, we gonna...*Proceeds to explain the state political coup plan that ends with the beheading of the pharaoh.*

Duke raised an eyebrow: I thought we don't kill if it's not necessary?

Bruce: The people will decide his fate.

Damian: And killing is indeed necessary in this situation.

Duke: *Shrugs* Okay, whatever you say.

Another fic

In this one, Barry, due to be jumping to conclusions, gossips and makes the entire league believe that Nightwing and Red Hood are together.

The biggest reason Cass is the only natural option as heir to The Batman comes from the fact that every other character’s growth relies on them at some point either removing themselves somewhat or completely leaving the Bat symbol behind. Cassandra is the outlier whose found a reason to live on as that same symbol.

We can argue day and night who the best vigilante, detective, fighter, hero, strategist, or whatever is but none of that changes who can survive being the symbol without losing themselves in the process of following Batman’s footsteps.

{𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄!}

My little corner in the vastness of tumbr

A place where I dump everything that is produced inside my brain!

Hi, I'm Duckie the Duck, I'm an artist between 14 and 18 years old, any pronouns but mostly He/Him, autistic, and I'm kind of mute, like, a mix of a throat injury that makes it kind of uncomfortable to talk, with a certain preference for non-verbality that comes from my autism, and a slight coping mechanism, but don't worry, I'm fine! :D

My AO3 account ->

[Fandons I'm a part of ⬇️]

DC, most especially Batfam and the Shazamily/Marvel Family. However, I never got to read a single DC comic, maybe a Batman movie or two because my aunt is obsessed with him, but I was too young at the time and I barely remember it.

Marvel, specifically the Avengers, but I've only seen the movies, and I haven't even seen all of them, just some, haven't seen the ones with the big conflicts, like the war against Thanos. Except for the one about the battle of New York.

Danny Phantom, but I only watched up to episode 17 of the first season.

Lego Monkie kid, Aka Lmk , but I only watched up to the beginning of the fourth season cuz I lost the website where I watched the show, so I couldn't finish it, much less start the fifth season.

Supernatural , but I only watched it until the beginning of season 6.

Lego Ninjago , I watched almost everything, except for some specials that I couldn't find anywhere to watch, and I took a break from the new series that's coming out on Netflix.

Brooklyn99 , I watched ALL of this one.

Transformers , but I've only watched some of the movies and only a few episodes of some of the series.

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Aka TmnT , but I only watched a few seasons of the 2012 one I think and I watched the Rottmnt(Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles) show and the movie.

Wakfu , longing for this master piece.

Hilda , this girl is B4DASS af, and I love Twig.

Cuphead , It's simply incredible, two brothers going feral on the devil, who wouldn't like that?

Sonic , but I've only watched a few episodes of the Sonic Boom series, and I've only watched the first Netflix movie.

Nimona , I haven't read the book(s) but I watched the Netflix movie.

The Hunger Games , it's so freaking good, I rewatched the four films in a marathon with my sister this Easter, but we're not able to see the fifth one because we're lazy, and since it's been a while since I saw it, I forgot the plot of that one, also, haven't read the books in a while, gotta look for them again in the maze of books here at home.

Kipo And The Age Of Wonderbeasts, Aka Kataow (I think I'm the only one who calls it that), rest in peace Hugo my buddy.✌️🕊☮️

Carmem Sandiego , iconic diva.

Avatar , both the elements and the blue aliens, but I only watched The Legend of Aang until shortly after the Northern Water Tribe arc.

Dungeon Meshi , Falin and Marceline forever. Both Platonic and Not.

EPIC: The musical, another master piece, god this is simply divine, love you Mister Jalapeño<3

[My Always!Au Masterlist⬇️]

Memes/Headcanons: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4

Real first quote about the Au and some concepts: here.

Redesing Attempts: part 1, part 2, part 3

Old draft of concepts: here.

Writing prompt based on Mr. Peabody and Sherman: Here.

Always!Au Fics⬇️

Two tiny tufts of red and black hair drawings: chapter 1, chapter 2

Totally

Dick: I think I’m coming down with something, I’ve been feeling kinda nauseated lately.

Tim: Maybe you're pregnant.

Bruce: I don’t know who’s the bigger idiot right now, Tim because he suggested it or me because I just had a heart attack.

Roy: I don't get it, what do you see in that red Superman?

Jason: It's just....*remembers all his moments with Billy* he has a really big soul.

Roy:*thinks about something other than soul* Oh. I didn't know you liked people with a big "soul".

Jason: He's really polite and always asks me questions.

Roy: I can appreciate that.

Jason: Yeah, and he's also sweet. Always taking care of me and my health.

Roy: That's commendable of him.

Jason: And his hands are so big, but so soft. Like silk or something really nice touching you.

Roy: Yeah, that's definitely a plus.

Jason: He's also a really good speaker. His words are like honey to the ears.

Roy: Wow, is he that talented?

Jason: Have you seen him? Of course he is! Hero or not, he's always on top!

Roy: Have you read the Kama Sutra with him?

Jason: What does that have to do with it?

Meanwhile, in the Batcave:

Dick: We're losing him!! *shakes unconscious Bruce*

Tim: I warned him not to eavesdrop on Jason!

Damian: This conversation is disgusting.

Steph: Shit, I owe Duke fifty dollars.

Dick: *stops shaking Bruce* And I owe Barbara my ass. Shit.

Obsessed with the fact that the spideypool dynamic can be watered down to “miss you pookie bear” “oh lord” mindset

I've seen a lot of Danny being Ellie's dad but where is the Pariah Dark adopts this sassy ghost child that beat him in a duel and is now prince because why not adopt the overpowered child. Which leads to the JL fighting Danny for whatever reason and when he calls for help he calls his new dad and oh shit is that the Ghost King

Danny was with Sam and Tucker in the Ghost Zone when three seven-man squads of ghost knights found him. They had found an empty island near the portal that they had made into a makeshift training ground so he could safely practice his powers.

The most recent fights had shown him that he was only winning because of his quick thinking and adaptability that tricked his enemies, but he needed to get better if he ever wanted to prevent an incident like the ones at Axion labs from ever happening again.

He couldn't afford to create another arch-nemesis. Plus his good luck and clever mind could only get him so far if his body couldn't keep up.

He was in the middle of shooting the rays from the various drones Tucker set up when the knights landed on his island. Their metal clacking with each step they took, marching away from their skeleton winged horses.

At once, Danny flew between the ground, feeling more than seeing his friends scrambling for their weapons as he raised his fists.

"Who are you?" He demanded, watching the other squads surround them. Tucker and Sam spun around, each pressing up against his back in a makeshift triangle.

The hum of their ghost guns echoed through the air as the knights continued their marching until they had formed a circle around the three.

I don't like this. Danny thought felt his own ecto-ray heating up in his palms. They look oddly familiar. Where have I seen those armors?

The knights all, simultaneously, dropped to one knee, surprising the three teenagers. They bowed their heads, and even the winged horses followed suit,

"Prince Phantom." The one right in front of Danny said, "We have come as your formal escort to your Father's keep. He demands your presence."

"My Dad?" Danny repeats, voiced, laced with doubt. , "My Dad sent ghosts to escort me home? Do I look stupid to you?"

"It is not your sire, Jack Fenton, I speak of," The Knight explains, voice still respectful even when staring at the ground. Danny can't see his eyes or any of the other knights, as they are hidden in the shadows of their helmets. "I speak of the Ghost King, Pariah Dark, who has chosen you are his Heir. You are summoned to complete the adoption process."

"Yeah, that's going to be a no from me." Danny deadpans, even if his insides have turned to ice. Pariah Dark was resealed, Danny personally made sure of that, so why was this guy speaking as if he was back?

"Apologies, my Prince, but you do not have a choice," declares the other, and almost as if that was a cue of some kind, the other knights rise from their knees. They descend on the trio faster than Danny was expecting.

He ducks and waves as three different fists fly to his face, reaching down to aim an uppercut at the one on his right. It lands with a clack and a sting in his knuckles as the helmets odd shape as some protection to the chin

Shaking out his hand, Danny is not prepared for the kick to his side that sends him flying.

He lands in a heap but is quick to get back to his feet as rope is lassoed around one of his wrists. He gapes at it as another knight, quickly throws on to his other arms and suddenly he's being tugged in two different directions.

Summoning his ice, Danny has it travel down the ropes towards the knights, who drop it just as the ice would have encased their hands. Freed, Danny, leaps back as a flying kick paces mere inches from his face and has to quickly raise his hands to block an ecto-ray to the chest.

"Do not harm the Prince!" The leader barks "Capture the humans, he will go willingly if we have hostages!"

Danny swings his head towards Sam and Tucker, who have been forced up against a wall, shooting desperately at the advancing knights. Their shots are being knocked away by flowing swords, and it was obvious their movements were slowing down.

Despite the many fights they have helped in a fight, neither Sam or Tucker could outlast a ghost. Their stamina was superior, and sadly, it seemed these particular ghosts also had training under their belts.

"No!" Danny moved to help but just as he turned his eyes away from the Knight Leader, a bubble of ectoplasm exploded in his face.

"I told you not to harm the Prince!" Someone roars over the sound of ringing in his ears. Hands fell on all his limbs holding him down, even if he weakly tried to shake them off. Everything is spinning, though, and his vision is blurring in and out of focus. He sees Sam fall to the ground with Tucker screaming something he can't make out before Danny is left up and dragged away.

There is a weight around his wrists and ankles, indicating he's been tied up, but Danny can barely keep his head from bobbing to the side. He had no energy to attempt to break his bonds.

He knew no more as he was thrown into a carriage, the block dots in his vision taking over completely.

Three years later, Danny is overlooking the development of a ghost colony in a far-off corner of King Pariah's empire. This colony was made entirely of former slaves whom Danny fought his adoptive father tooth and nail to free.

Pariah moods were odd. He controlled everything Danny did, but he also wanted Danny to take his own stances on how the empire should be run. The Ghost King's control had expanded to nearly all corners of the Ghost Zone, breaking and tearing apart any resistance they found.

War had broken out as ghosts from various tribes and kingdoms fought desperately to keep their freedom. Pariah saw no challenge in their attempts, crushing anyone that stood in his way.

His aim was to once again rule all over the dead, and later, once every ghost bowed to his whim, invade the living world again but this time there would be no Halfa child to stop him.

Said Halfa that was now heir of the tyrant. Everyone knew about the kidnapped Prince, as his tale was told in resistance meetings both in pity and in rage.

Prince Phantom's iconic white hair and green eyes were just as widely known as his golden collar was. It was created by King Pariah, to keep the prince in the area by an invisible fence he set up. Should Prince Phantom attempt to fly or walk out of those areas, the collar would turn into flaming chains, yanking the prince back. It wouldn't burn him, thankfully, but it would drag him roughly.

It didn't help that the collar stopped Prince Phantom from accessing his powers. It was almost like he was a full human, except he was trapped in his ghost form and in the Ghost Zone, which meant his options were far more limited than normal.

He was more of a royal hostage than an actual heir.

Even out here, while overlooking reports and listening to testimonies, Prince Phantom could not leave the tower of the newest colony. At all times there was two guards that followed him and limited his movements too.

Despite his position, the Prince did everything he could to protect the people, tales of him jumping to a servant's defense against his father, advocating for the abolishment of slavery, and even offering to serve any punishment for any ghost child. The people loved their prince, and all wanted to one day see him free as well.

Rumors had it that the leaders of the main resistance were two humans who were desperately trying to free Prince Phantom, but since everyone in the rebellion's army's identity remained secret, no one knew how true those rumors were.

Danny unrolls a scroll, sighing at the numbers. "If nothing is done about the harvest, the people will starve come winter. We need to start rationing. Take whatever you need from my own supplies before we start applying it to the people."

"My Prince, we couldn't possibly ask that of you. Already, you granted us freedom and a home. ," Started the mayor of the colony, only to stop at the sight of a large magical circle forming around the prince. Danny's eyes widened as well, feeling his collar start to glow as whatever it is attempt to yank him away.

He feels it start to crack as the magic overpowers the collar's settings. Hope flares in his heart as his guards leap to their feet. Before they can so much as come near him, the mayor throws himself at them with a roar. "Run, my Prince! I shall buy you time!"

Danny is swallowed by light before he can respond, the collar left behind to clatter against the floor. He is flung through a portal made of multiple colors, so bright and blinding he has to close his eyes and hold his hands in front of his face. He lands with a startled yelp, but his hands fling to his neck.

When all he feels is flesh, tears burn his eyes sight as he sobs. He's free. He's finally free.

"Well, this isn't what I was expecting when I offered a piece of my soul" An accented voice hums, drawing attention to a group of oddly dressed strangers. A man in a trench coat lights a cigar, the glow casting his face in a dim light as he stares down at Danny with a detached appraisal glint in his eyes. "Tell me, why did my spell bring me a child when I asked for a champion to overthrow the Ghost King?"

Danny's ice core starts to slowly freeze the room over, his breath visible as his eyes harden. "It brought me here because I am going to kill my father."

"Prince Phantom" Trench coat man identifies with some relief. "A pleasure to finally meet you. This is the Justice League and they like to lend a hand in your parricide."

@lexosaurus I just read your fic about Danny's Ghost Hunger & needless to say I was very inspired

Unblurred version and art progression under the cut

I'm so so so happy w how this came out, this story is seriously so cool & looking at how far my style & skill has come in just a year is insane, I'm so happy w how my art is looking these days

I don't doubt it, when the guy arrived in heaven, he had a VIP area just for him, cuz, Oh. My. Fucking. God.

If you ever, and I mean EVER think that you fucked something up royally, remember that the organizers of the 1904 Olympic marathon:

- Had zero stations for water on the 26 mile (42 km) course

- Accidentally gave North American competitor Tom Hicks a cocktail made of egg whites, brandy, and actual fucking rat poison

- Had a guy come into the race late wearing a beret and cutoff slacks, sneak into an apple orchard during the race because no food had been given to him for 40 hours, eat rotten apples, projectile vomit onto the track, fall asleep for hours, and finish in fourth place OVERALL because most of the other runners collapsed of exhaustion or injuries

- Conducted the race on a dusty road, which caused so much dust to be kicked into the air that an American runner somehow inhaled enough to tear his STOMACH LINING open

- Accidentally released feral dogs onto the track

- Fucked the other competitors up SO BADLY that Tom Hicks—the guy who ate RAT POISON and was HALLUCINATING the entire run—came in first place