Prompt 127

Prompt 127

Danny blinks down at his chest, poking at it for a few moments. Despite it appearing like an opening covered by glass, it felt the same as the rest of his body. Squinting at the mirror, he poked at it again with a frown. 

Well, when Clockwork told them there might be effects from him accepting his ghost adoption, he wasn’t expecting this. On the other hand, he could see the time medallion in his chest now, even if the pattern in the center is different now, now with his own symbol on it. Huh…

Oh well, as long as he doesn’t permanently lose his legs or something, it’ll be fine. O-or start time travelling accidentally, that would be… horrible to have to explain…

Nevermind- dimension travel is way more of a headache- Daaaaad come pick him up he’s scared- 

the worst thing that could possibly happen to ao3 is it being put on the app store so please stop asking for it because you don't understand what would happen if that went through. ao3's whole deal is it archives EVERYTHING, while the apple app store's whole deal is keeping everything clean and safe. so if ao3 were to have an app all of the 'bad' stuff, including nsfw in general, would have to be censored at best or would be purged at worse. the google play store is more lax but who fucking knows what GOOGLE would police if they got their hands on the archive. do not ask for an app. do not use third party apps. it's on mobile browser functioning perfectly, just fucking use that before you ruin everything for everyone please.

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i saw zachposting's tweet and i had to draw the bros

Prompt 136

 There is a small child floating in the Watchtower. 

They’re visibly not human, a too-big cloak of purple (what shade no one knows, all they can describe about the cloak is purple, nothing else) hanging from them as big Lazarus-green eyes glare down in something of a pout. The child huffs, blowing white hair out of their face despite it shimmering and shifting on its own already. 

How the child, inhuman or not, found their way into the Watchtower- without setting off an alarm no less- is a concern. A very large concern, but it can wait because there is a four-year old (if the child is the equivalent of a human child that is) at oldest staring down at them. 

 “Do you know where the speedsters are?” the child piped up after an awkward stare-down, none of the league members present quite sure what to do in this situation. It was probably around time to call Batman… or they could call Flash instead. 

Request by my bestie @brokenolivejar this one was actually very fun to doodle