Lirabuswavi - LiraBuswavi

People find out. And if you thought Sam was good at organizing protests? That Tucker was good at spreading the word? Oh, you haven't seen anything yet. It becomes a national issue. Protests are held around the entirety of the cemetery, people line up to help put things to right, to block people out, to shout at the local authorities. People are furious. They are aware and furious. Because that is where their family was. What if they can't rest now you've disturbed them? The workers will put it to rights or so help them there will be one more corpse in the cemetery.

DCXDP prompt

During a rouge attack(your choice) a local graveyard in Gotham was damaged. Afterward, some local corrupted businessmen decided that clearing out the land and moving the graves was a great idea.

Not soon after the "clean up" began a gray-skinned teen with flaming blue hair showed up, and boy was she angry. She began yelling, screaming at the people the workers for digging up her grave.

When she was only met with patronizing responses she used her guitar to destroy some of their equipment. She was only the beginning though. Soon a equally gray looking biker guy and his green girlfriend showed up and started chasing people off.

Even some angry blue guy showed up one morning yelling about how ' they would pay for braking open his box.' (Braking his casket) wasn’t till they accidentally damaged a statue of one of Gothams most famous wardens that it really hit the fan.

The Bats call in Justice League Dark for help with this issue and no matter what they were thinking was going to happen. No matter what hoops they thought they would have to go through to resolve this. They did not expect Constantine to call a fourteen year old for back up.

- So in canon Ember died in a house fire. I could totally see that happening as a result of a rouge attack.(Like Firefly or the Joker, maybe)

Johnny and Kitty died in a motorcycle accident. So maybe they were trying to out run the police? Run from people they had gambling debts with?

The Box Ghost was a warehouse accident. Probably as an example the Mob wanted to make to the warehouse owner after not wanting to pay for protection. Or perhaps he was a whistle-blower?

Walker died in a prison riot, and seeing how Gotham is the place to find violent criminals. Would it be that much of a stretch to say it was Gotham penitentiary? I think not.

I'm always saying dictionary-ass bullshit like "heretofore" and "by dint of" and I'm always so paranoid that it sounds like I'm being pretentious but I promise this is how I talk and I really am just a freak

The Captain's been gone for a long time now. We're not sure what we're supposed to do. Our purpose has changed. We're still a crew, but there aren't anymore pirates. It died out. Except for us.

We wish the Captain was here. They always knew what to do. Some want them because we're angry at being left behind, but still stuck here. Others because they want all this to end. But it won't. It can't.

It's been a very long time. We tried going our separate ways, but in the end we came back together. No one can understand us but each other. We can't stay stationary for long. But we can stay together.

It's been a very, very long time. We're still here. We miss our Captain. Even as long as it's been, we remember them. We remember their crooked smile, the easy charisma. We were willing to follow them to the ends of the Earth. But they died. And we're still here. What does it mean? Does it mean anything at all?

The world's a bigger place now. There's continents and countries, with their own names and languages. We've sailed around the world a dozen times. But all we can think is that we wish Captain was here.

It's been a very, very, very long time. Our newest ship has taken us to the stars. It's infinite. We'll never run out of places to sail to, or so they say. The Captain was a fantastic astrologer. They would've loved this.

It's been a very, very, very, very long time. They've invented something called artificial intelligence. They're part of ships now. We can custom order our own, exactly the way we want them.

Their interface has a crooked smile and easy charisma. Their the best astrologer among us. We turn them on.

"Well," Our Captain says, voice exactly the same as we haven't heard in thousands of years, "I see that you listened to me,"

“You’re not allowed to die without my permission!” The Captain had barked the night before the battle. We laughed then. 100 years later, it’s not as funny.

no offence but i think a lot of us me included don’t actually want romantic love as badly as we think and really are just lonely and crave a closeness and intimacy that feels out of reach in friendships because of society’s emphasis on marriage and the nuclear family so we project that into the never ending search for a perfect love and a soulmate when really we all just want to mean something to someone

it should be illegal to take a nap and still have a headache when you wake up. like no i shut it off and back on again why are you still here

Constantine stared. The summoning had worked... mostly. Well he thought it worked?! There was an appropriate amount of glowing, chanting, unexplained cold and the feeling of magic being drawn in, but he had expected...

"Can I help you?" The person-teenager asked, voice slightly muffled from behind the intricate flaming crown completely obscuring their face. It settled on his shoulders, rather uncomfortable looking in all honesty, and tilted funnily, but was still large enough to obscure the child's(?) face except for a tuft of flowing, fluffy white hair.

"Yeah," Constantine replied after a moment. "We're looking for Phantom, King of the Infinite Realms, Pariah's Bane, Twice Savior of the Infinite Realms, bearer of many titles, etcetera," He chewed on his cigarette and tried to act casual. "We tried summonin' him and got you instead. Know why?"

The kid let out a very long sigh, and slumped over where he hovered, crown tilting precariously on his shoulders. "That's cause I'm me. Phantom. That's me. King of the Infinite Realms, person with too many fucking titles. Who are-," The kid paused where he had tilted the oversized crown up to peer out at the League members gathered around the circle, gave a little yip of surprise and dropped the crown back down in front of his face. "The Justice League," the kid squeaked, "I got summoned by the Justice League. Cool, cool, I am being SO normal about this,"

Constantine got the feeling that the kid, Phantom, (a kid whose crown was too big for his head, who still got starry eyed at heroes when by many accounts he was one) was very much not being as cool as he wanted to be.

DPxDC Prompt where Danny gets ghost king summoned by the JL, but it’s one of those “crown too big for he gotdamn head” situations, and not in a way that looks cool.

It’s just completely obscuring his face, sat on his shoulders with tufts of white hair poking out. 

Danny’s only glad they can’t see him blushing (and that he can hide the damn thing when he’s not actively forced to reveal the artifacts by, say, a fucking summoning).

DP x DC idea where Danny is already fighting a group of nondescript green ghosts, you know the kind like Walker’s guards, but the JL come to see what’s going on and potentially take care of the problem. But in the frenzy Danny mistakes Martian Manhunter as a ghost and sucks him into the thermos too. Only no one realizes until after the fight, so a few days later they have to track down Phantom and ask him what he did with the ghosts they fought. But he already released them into GZ, so now he’s taking a group of JL members into the GZ to find their lost pal.

i must ask you reblog this so said beast, you know. actually has attributes