The head operatives of the GIW create a secure message chat to discuss the future plans after having successfully capturing the menace Phantom… not realizing they added reporter of the Daily Planet Clark Kent to the group chat.

Clark thinks it’s a fake but he uses his supersight and x-ray vision to look at the supposed secret base location and sure enough, it was real.

Sorry Lois but he might just gain the prestigious CIA Award for Excellence in Journalism first.

Just imagine it.

Clark slowly waiting and watching the group chat, collecting the information and avoiding Bruce, just doing his job and hoping no one in the organization sees they added an investigative reporter to the gc long enough for him to write a lengthy exposé.

That and when Lois finds out after Clark is unsuccessfully assassinated by a GIW sniper because the bullet just bounces off of him? Oh she’s pissed. He has the scoop of the century and didn’t tell her, his wife, and now she owes him $50 now for getting the CIA award before him. He’s sleeping on the couch tonight.

Alternate POV chapter of Jimmy Olsen being given the task to gain photo evidence and getting accidentally roped into some absolutely wild shenanigans, stumbling into liberating an entire damn facility all by himself and taking some beautifully criminalizing photos of the GIW along the way.

I am CACKLING this is hilarious and legit the perfect plot for a fic. I would read fifty yes please and thank you.

The Jimmy side plot is essential. Every time he tags along to take pictures he gets his own wild adventure. Sometimes he gets transformed or teleported or rescues a princess.

I propose this time Jimmy gets get the Pulitzer for the very first non-fuzzy picture of the ghost zone. It’s because he uses an old film camera that belonged to an old uncle that died in the same room it was stored, so it’s got natural ecto radiation imbued in the lenses or something.

And while sprinting through the GIW base (got separated from Clark) he’s snapping pictures of all the horrifying things the government has done to these beings - and a portal opens in front of him. Jimmy can’t slow down in time so he accidentally tackles Phantom, the ghost hero who came to help because someone somehow (Clark) destroyed the anti-ghost shield around the base.

Phantom and Jimmy fall backward into the ghost zone and Jimmy is still snapping pictures like crazy while this kid starts yelling and asking questions and then shoves him back through the portal. Phantom goes off to fight and help save ghosts with Superman (when did he get here? where is Clark?) and Jimmy changes out the roll of film for a new one to keep going.

Once the day is saved and he’s back in his dark room developing film he finds crisp clear photos of a very different dimension.

Meanwhile Clark is pouting while sleeping on the couch.

Essential tags via @stealingyourbones

Jimmy's photos are studied and scrutinized by scientists for years after they were taken. Can you imagine the elation Perry White would have upon seeing the photos? They were sitting on an absolute goldmine. He gives Kent permission to only focus on this assignment and nothing else. He wants that front page story and he wants it by the end of the week. It gives Clark (and Superman) perfect time to gather more information on the GIW, the more damning the better.

YOU DREW THAT SO FAST AGAHFKDLAHAVFJF

I adore the angle. Jimmy’s legs. The floating island castle. The ectopus looking curious behind Danny. The little bit of blood (another thing the scientists latch onto because it’s red, unlike the other ghosts found at the base).

…maybe he’s not 🫥👻👀

Your honor he’s a secret fourth thing and that’s called Being Jimmy Olsen

I think, in this instance him just being Jimmy is funnier, A regular living human being thrown into the absurdity of the ghost zone with no previous knowledge of it. Jimmy Olsen is an everyman in comics and sometimes just being a normal guy who deals with just completely wild shit is the perfect guy to roll with the punches, now suddenly a knight in a ghost kingdom he knows no customs of or ghost tradition.

Tim’s exhausted form, slumped over a well worn and torn office chair abruptly woke as the announcement of his 92nd attempt at bringing back his best friend failed in the computers robotic tone.

Tim slowly gets up, his back and joints aching from sleeping in such a uncomfortable position, trudging his way over to one of the many cloning pods, the swirling fluid within glowing a bright green hue as bubbles flit around the oxygenated tank.

His hands trace the glass, watching the bubbles rise for a few minutes, before his tired eyes glance back down and suddenly he wasn’t exhausted anymore.

Slightly floating from the bottom of the tank, laid a small glowing sphere no bigger than a marble. The tiny thing resembled glass or a very polished rock that seemed to both emit and absorb light at the same time.

Tim was up and alert, flitting between the many machines surrounding the cloning pod, calibrating the machines to start growth around the sphere. The computer reading off changes in the pod, saying errors on the origin of the sphere or what it may be.

Tim doesn’t care. It may be his friend, it might be nothing, it may be something else entirely. But for the first time since the first dozen experiments there’s progress. For the first time in so many months, Tim finally lets himself have hope.

DpxDc #2

Ice core needs warming.

Danny's love language is physical touch.

He adored his dad’s crushing hugs, his mother’s forehead kisses, and his sister's way of putting both hands on his shoulders to guide him.

He loved the way he would accidentally brush against his friends while walking, how they would grab on each other during horror movies, how Sam would stop and pick the loose hair on his shirt, and how Tucker would press his hand against his back every time he caught up to them.

After being forced out of Amity and outed as Phantom, he started to miss Dash’s punches, too.

Any type of touch was considerably better than the cold he was feeling inside his chest.

His ice core made him feel like he was suffocating, the warmth of a human touch now felt more urgent than eating or finding shelter out in Gotham.

In the meantime, Red Hood received news of a new criminal in the alley that would target random people in the street and grab them, causing their arms to freeze over.

Whenever someone asks me why I like that much Dick and Clark's uncle-nephew relationship, or why I think Clark is also another father to Dick just like Bruce, I just have to show these pictures:

Mister Miracle and Big Barda by Steve Rude.

The thing that gets me about the impending Harry Potter show is like. I'm able to, for entirely hypothetical purposes, put aside my disdain and disgust for the author's full-tilt bigotry and put myself in the shoes of someone who's still a Fan, like I would be if the author hadn't doubled, tripled, and quadrupled down on being a full-tilt bigot, and even then, imagining the alternate universe where JKR remained a staunch ally and well-meaning if clueless liberal philanthropic darling, I still can't quite wrap my head around why I'd want this show to be made

Everyone keeps saying it's going to be a Faithful Adaptation Of The Series and I'm just like... okay? This isn't A Series Of Unfortunate Events that got a bad adaptation and they had to go back and try again to get it right. The majority of fans liked and continue to like the movies, a lot, and despite some minor quibbles here and there, they're considered incredibly faithful adaptations. The Fandom isn't exactly divided on this, either.

Like, I imagine a nearby alternate timeline where JKR was never hit by the Idiot Stick That Makes You Hate Women and remained normal, and I remained a fan of a flawed but influential children's fantasy series, and I can't really think of a reason why I would be excited about them trying to make lightning strike a second time. Are people really that mad about Michael Gambon saying "Harry did you put your name in the goblet of fire" animatedly instead of calmly? Or is WB just worried that the incoming demographic of theme park attendees have nowhere near the nostalgic link to the series that millennials would, and that if they don't inject the series back into the zeitgeist, the golden goose might stop laying eggs?

If JK Rowling hadn't gone full terf and this remake was happening then we'd all be wearily rolling our eyes at yet another carriage being hitched to the endless train of unnecessarily remade hits that nobody wants. People would be joking about "they're making a live action Harry Potter now" (the joke of course being that the previous one was also live action this time so they don't even have the normal excuse). People would revive old comparisons of Lion King shots and Mulan shots and put up Harry Potter ones next to them and joke about how expressive the animation is in the original. I can't see any world in which anyone would want this.

no you have to contribute to your fandom if you don't want it to die. most fandoms die because people say 'it's so sad watching the fandom die when the hype dies' without doing anything about it. I'm not saying you have to push out 100k word slow-burn fic, I'm not saying you have to make fan art or gif sets or edits or anything. I'm just saying we as a community should contribute to our fandom if we don't want it to die, and by contributing, I'm talking about giving kudos, commenting on your favorite fics, reblogging your favorite art and just talking about your favorite characters. that's enough to keep a fandom alive. that's the most effective way to keep a fandom alive in my humble opinion.

fandoms die because people stop talking about it, fandoms die because people stop engaging with fan content once the hype is gone. what I'm saying is, mainstream media's hype may be gone, but our fandom can stay alive and thriving if us as a community don't let it die.

The head operatives of the GIW create a secure message chat to discuss the future plans after having successfully capturing the menace Phantom… not realizing they added reporter of the Daily Planet Clark Kent to the group chat.

Clark thinks it’s a fake but he uses his supersight and x-ray vision to look at the supposed secret base location and sure enough, it was real.

Sorry Lois but he might just gain the prestigious CIA Award for Excellence in Journalism first.

Just imagine it.

Clark slowly waiting and watching the group chat, collecting the information and avoiding Bruce, just doing his job and hoping no one in the organization sees they added an investigative reporter to the gc long enough for him to write a lengthy exposé.

That and when Lois finds out after Clark is unsuccessfully assassinated by a GIW sniper because the bullet just bounces off of him? Oh she’s pissed. He has the scoop of the century and didn’t tell her, his wife, and now she owes him $50 now for getting the CIA award before him. He’s sleeping on the couch tonight.

Alternate POV chapter of Jimmy Olsen being given the task to gain photo evidence and getting accidentally roped into some absolutely wild shenanigans, stumbling into liberating an entire damn facility all by himself and taking some beautifully criminalizing photos of the GIW along the way.

I am CACKLING this is hilarious and legit the perfect plot for a fic. I would read fifty yes please and thank you.

The Jimmy side plot is essential. Every time he tags along to take pictures he gets his own wild adventure. Sometimes he gets transformed or teleported or rescues a princess.

I propose this time Jimmy gets get the Pulitzer for the very first non-fuzzy picture of the ghost zone. It’s because he uses an old film camera that belonged to an old uncle that died in the same room it was stored, so it’s got natural ecto radiation imbued in the lenses or something.

And while sprinting through the GIW base (got separated from Clark) he’s snapping pictures of all the horrifying things the government has done to these beings - and a portal opens in front of him. Jimmy can’t slow down in time so he accidentally tackles Phantom, the ghost hero who came to help because someone somehow (Clark) destroyed the anti-ghost shield around the base.

Phantom and Jimmy fall backward into the ghost zone and Jimmy is still snapping pictures like crazy while this kid starts yelling and asking questions and then shoves him back through the portal. Phantom goes off to fight and help save ghosts with Superman (when did he get here? where is Clark?) and Jimmy changes out the roll of film for a new one to keep going.

Once the day is saved and he’s back in his dark room developing film he finds crisp clear photos of a very different dimension.

Meanwhile Clark is pouting while sleeping on the couch.

Essential tags via @stealingyourbones

Jimmy's photos are studied and scrutinized by scientists for years after they were taken. Can you imagine the elation Perry White would have upon seeing the photos? They were sitting on an absolute goldmine. He gives Kent permission to only focus on this assignment and nothing else. He wants that front page story and he wants it by the end of the week. It gives Clark (and Superman) perfect time to gather more information on the GIW, the more damning the better.

YOU DREW THAT SO FAST AGAHFKDLAHAVFJF

I adore the angle. Jimmy’s legs. The floating island castle. The ectopus looking curious behind Danny. The little bit of blood (another thing the scientists latch onto because it’s red, unlike the other ghosts found at the base).

…maybe he’s not 🫥👻👀

Your honor he’s a secret fourth thing and that’s called Being Jimmy Olsen

I think, in this instance him just being Jimmy is funnier, A regular living human being thrown into the absurdity of the ghost zone with no previous knowledge of it. Jimmy Olsen is an everyman in comics and sometimes just being a normal guy who deals with just completely wild shit is the perfect guy to roll with the punches, now suddenly a knight in a ghost kingdom he knows no customs of or ghost tradition.

Pierogi pillows

Danny’s ghost form was harder to hold together the farther away he was from the ghost portal. A solution found by Danny & Tucker was to create a robot body that Danny could possess that stabilized his form. The ectoplasm molding itself into the machine and possession causing Danny to become one with the tech, letting him not only use his ghost powers but also unique weaponry and gadgets built into his robot body.

An added bonus is that no one thinks he’s a ghost or even a human.

Ok so expanding this on tumblr unrelated to the fic i wrote:

I think it would be fun to have Jack and Maddie help out too because i have a good parents jack and maddie agenda hehe and just imagine what kind of whacky things they could do~ like in canon these two could have easily revolutionised world technology if it werent for their hyperfixation on ghosts lmao

Just imagine how fast Danny could fly with rocket thrusters plus natural ghost flight plus intangibility to elininate air resistance. Just imagine Jack trying to install a fudge making machine into danny’s chest because that was his drema when he was 7 years old and somehow he manages it because ectoplasm is so fucky that the inside of danny’s body is larger than the outside

Oh and i totally agree. Robo Danny fits so well in the scifi stories that Superman usually has, or even the Flash Fam. And hey if Red Tornado is a thing why not another beep boop boy to the heroes’ side?

well tumblr cannibalised my previous attempt at further reblogging THANK YOU VERY MUCH (not)

Jon's in a really tough spot in Metropolis. It had all started at school, when everybody (and he meant everybody) started going crazy over this new rocker girl. And yeah, Jon would admit the music was pretty good

and then it started mind-controlling people

hey look who's back a;lisjfa;leisj;alsef

Danny when meeting Damian after the EmberxLivewire fiasco: Hewo I'm just a cute uwu robo boy Damian: *is extremely suspicious and concocting contingency plans for when Phantom inevitably betrays them all or something*

Here have an exept from the fic :3

chapter two is nearly 2k words now!

BONES UR GONNA MAKE ME EXPLODE AAAAAAAAAAAA

Anyway have chapter 2!

Lobo thought this would be a simple bounty. Get paid half upfront from the vampire freak, capture the half ghost child, bring the ghostee to the vampire guy, collect the remaining Creds, head to the next bounty.

There was one roadblock. He has competition. Lobo watches in the air in the comfort of his Spacehog as he spots a robotic ghosty with flaming hair claim HE was the worlds greatest predator. Yeah that’s it. Lobo sits up from his lounging position on his Spacehog and revs the engine. He’s not going to be usurped by a punk with a gimmick.

now this is what I call hunter infighting >:3

With any luck, Danny will realise that his two problems are actually one problem and an anti-problem, and if he lets them both collide he will be left with no problems :3

and for a bonus, neither lobo nor skulker realise they have the same freaking employer in vlad

Both Skulker and Lobo have the same creed: I always get my man. Whether those are the exact words or not doesn’t matter, they both have sworn to never stop the hunt until they bag ‘em.

Skulker because it’s his Ghostly Obsession. Lobo because… I don’t even know, man, he’s just Lobo. Dude never stops. Killed his whole species. He’s the last one. On purpose, unlike Superman.

Tim’s exhausted form, slumped over a well worn and torn office chair abruptly woke as the announcement of his 92nd attempt at bringing back his best friend failed in the computers robotic tone.

Tim slowly gets up, his back and joints aching from sleeping in such a uncomfortable position, trudging his way over to one of the many cloning pods, the swirling fluid within glowing a bright green hue as bubbles flit around the oxygenated tank.

His hands trace the glass, watching the bubbles rise for a few minutes, before his tired eyes glance back down and suddenly he wasn’t exhausted anymore.

Slightly floating from the bottom of the tank, laid a small glowing sphere no bigger than a marble. The tiny thing resembled glass or a very polished rock that seemed to both emit and absorb light at the same time.

Tim was up and alert, flitting between the many machines surrounding the cloning pod, calibrating the machines to start growth around the sphere. The computer reading off changes in the pod, saying errors on the origin of the sphere or what it may be.

Tim doesn’t care. It may be his friend, it might be nothing, it may be something else entirely. But for the first time since the first dozen experiments there’s progress. For the first time in so many months, Tim finally lets himself have hope.

The head operatives of the GIW create a secure message chat to discuss the future plans after having successfully capturing the menace Phantom… not realizing they added reporter of the Daily Planet Clark Kent to the group chat.

Clark thinks it’s a fake but he uses his supersight and x-ray vision to look at the supposed secret base location and sure enough, it was real.

Sorry Lois but he might just gain the prestigious CIA Award for Excellence in Journalism first.

Just imagine it.

Clark slowly waiting and watching the group chat, collecting the information and avoiding Bruce, just doing his job and hoping no one in the organization sees they added an investigative reporter to the gc long enough for him to write a lengthy exposé.

That and when Lois finds out after Clark is unsuccessfully assassinated by a GIW sniper because the bullet just bounces off of him? Oh she’s pissed. He has the scoop of the century and didn’t tell her, his wife, and now she owes him $50 now for getting the CIA award before him. He’s sleeping on the couch tonight.

Alternate POV chapter of Jimmy Olsen being given the task to gain photo evidence and getting accidentally roped into some absolutely wild shenanigans, stumbling into liberating an entire damn facility all by himself and taking some beautifully criminalizing photos of the GIW along the way.

I am CACKLING this is hilarious and legit the perfect plot for a fic. I would read fifty yes please and thank you.

The Jimmy side plot is essential. Every time he tags along to take pictures he gets his own wild adventure. Sometimes he gets transformed or teleported or rescues a princess.

I propose this time Jimmy gets get the Pulitzer for the very first non-fuzzy picture of the ghost zone. It’s because he uses an old film camera that belonged to an old uncle that died in the same room it was stored, so it’s got natural ecto radiation imbued in the lenses or something.

And while sprinting through the GIW base (got separated from Clark) he’s snapping pictures of all the horrifying things the government has done to these beings - and a portal opens in front of him. Jimmy can’t slow down in time so he accidentally tackles Phantom, the ghost hero who came to help because someone somehow (Clark) destroyed the anti-ghost shield around the base.

Phantom and Jimmy fall backward into the ghost zone and Jimmy is still snapping pictures like crazy while this kid starts yelling and asking questions and then shoves him back through the portal. Phantom goes off to fight and help save ghosts with Superman (when did he get here? where is Clark?) and Jimmy changes out the roll of film for a new one to keep going.

Once the day is saved and he’s back in his dark room developing film he finds crisp clear photos of a very different dimension.

Meanwhile Clark is pouting while sleeping on the couch.

Essential tags via @stealingyourbones

Jimmy's photos are studied and scrutinized by scientists for years after they were taken. Can you imagine the elation Perry White would have upon seeing the photos? They were sitting on an absolute goldmine. He gives Kent permission to only focus on this assignment and nothing else. He wants that front page story and he wants it by the end of the week. It gives Clark (and Superman) perfect time to gather more information on the GIW, the more damning the better.

YOU DREW THAT SO FAST AGAHFKDLAHAVFJF

I adore the angle. Jimmy’s legs. The floating island castle. The ectopus looking curious behind Danny. The little bit of blood (another thing the scientists latch onto because it’s red, unlike the other ghosts found at the base).

…maybe he’s not 🫥👻👀

Your honor he’s a secret fourth thing and that’s called Being Jimmy Olsen

I think, in this instance him just being Jimmy is funnier, A regular living human being thrown into the absurdity of the ghost zone with no previous knowledge of it. Jimmy Olsen is an everyman in comics and sometimes just being a normal guy who deals with just completely wild shit is the perfect guy to roll with the punches, now suddenly a knight in a ghost kingdom he knows no customs of or ghost tradition.

DpxDc #3

Catch a ghost ride?

In the USA, picking up a ghost in your car, often happened when hitchhiking was still legal, but that doesn’t mean it’s no longer a thing.

Getting a ghost in your backseat, looking at your rearview mirror, and finding out they are no longer there.

Then why THE FUCK won’t this ghost leave him alone?!

Tim found himself on the outskirts of Colorado (for a mission) on a mild spring evening when he spotted a teenage guy at the side of the road with a backpack on his shoulder, looking like he had just come out of a shredder.

He didn’t even think about it, his foot pressing automatically on the brakes and letting the guy on, receiving a quick “thanks.”

After about half an hour, his eyes glanced at the mirror, and the guy looked passed out and... transparent?

After several hours of driving, the guy woke up, looked over himself, looked at Tim, and decided it was a wonderful time to start a friendly conversation.

Yup. He was giving a ghost a ride.

A chatty one at that.

This except when Tim picks Danny up, he looks completely normal. it is as they are driving that Danny's wounds open up and his powers start to fritz. Danny doesn't realize it because he is so out of it from whatever drugs the GIW used on him before his escape that he is spouting off random Space facts to keep from losing consciousness.

A scrimblo and her bimbinis,,,

DpxDc #3

Catch a ghost ride?

In the USA, picking up a ghost in your car, often happened when hitchhiking was still legal, but that doesn’t mean it’s no longer a thing.

Getting a ghost in your backseat, looking at your rearview mirror, and finding out they are no longer there.

Then why THE FUCK won’t this ghost leave him alone?!

Tim found himself on the outskirts of Colorado (for a mission) on a mild spring evening when he spotted a teenage guy at the side of the road with a backpack on his shoulder, looking like he had just come out of a shredder.

He didn’t even think about it, his foot pressing automatically on the brakes and letting the guy on, receiving a quick “thanks.”

After about half an hour, his eyes glanced at the mirror, and the guy looked passed out and... transparent?

After several hours of driving, the guy woke up, looked over himself, looked at Tim, and decided it was a wonderful time to start a friendly conversation.

Yup. He was giving a ghost a ride.

A chatty one at that.