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recently discovered that Jesus Christ’s OG name in Hebrew is Yeshua which directly translates to Joshua in English. So if you think about it the entire world got fucked by a religion based on the teachings of a motherfucker named Josh.

Ok Ok so.

In dpxdc stories. Danny always gets assumed to be sick or uses it as an excuse or whatever to hide his powers right?

What if he wasn't lying?

It wasn't something easily noticed, not when half a dozen other things could explain it after all.

The shakes lingering? Well he'd used his ice powers a lot the night before fighting Skulker.

The faint feeling and lightheadedness? Well his mom had a good shot when people didn't interfere, and while he healed fast, it wasn't from nothing; he felt better after he ate anyway.

Heart racing suddenly? Probably just attempting to regulate the low beat on reflex again to seem normal but over shot it.

But the getting out of breath or spotty vision hadn't really been easily explained.

It was Mr. Lancer who asked about it after he'd gotten up from his seat in detention-happening less and less for actual reasons and more an opportunity to safely do his work and rest, after the truce with the ghosts to leave him and the town be during certain hours-only for the next thing he knew he was on the floor, head pillowed on Mr. Lancer's sweater, and a cool wet paper towel on his forehead and neck.

POTS. Post orthostatic tachycardia syndrome. Not uncommon for those who had had injuries too their hearts to get.

It made sense when the teacher asked if he could have it. Apparently a friend of his's daughter had it.

From there, it made things easier to an extent. Salt was pretty easy to add, he figured out a wrist brace that he could extend into a cane if needed to.

In ghost form he didn't need it at all, but human form had its limits.

Despite all that he'd gone through, he graduates and even gets accepted to a college near jazz, hers was in Metropolis but Gotham had the ambient ectoplasm that he needed, and it was a day trip away.

And so Gotham U became his home, especially after his parents couldn't take that he wasn't "their son" anymore when he told them-after moving everything and getting his cheap apartment set up just in case. He considered it lucky that they loved their son enough they couldn't hunt "his ghost".

Last he'd heard they were working closer with the GIW but hadn't had much luck since the portal strangely closed soon after he left and the other ghosts didn't feel much reason to visit Amity anymore without him there.

It was Gotham U where he met Dick by literally fainting into his arms after a long day where he'd forgotten to eat and the early dinner the night before plus the going down the stairs at a quick pace and leaning forward with gravity.

"sorry, couldn't help falling for you~" the cheesy pick up line was the only thing his foggy brain could comprehend before he fainted.

Is this anything

Ok Ok so.

In dpxdc stories. Danny always gets assumed to be sick or uses it as an excuse or whatever to hide his powers right?

What if he wasn't lying?

It wasn't something easily noticed, not when half a dozen other things could explain it after all.

The shakes lingering? Well he'd used his ice powers a lot the night before fighting Skulker.

The faint feeling and lightheadedness? Well his mom had a good shot when people didn't interfere, and while he healed fast, it wasn't from nothing; he felt better after he ate anyway.

Heart racing suddenly? Probably just attempting to regulate the low beat on reflex again to seem normal but over shot it.

But the getting out of breath or spotty vision hadn't really been easily explained.

It was Mr. Lancer who asked about it after he'd gotten up from his seat in detention-happening less and less for actual reasons and more an opportunity to safely do his work and rest, after the truce with the ghosts to leave him and the town be during certain hours-only for the next thing he knew he was on the floor, head pillowed on Mr. Lancer's sweater, and a cool wet paper towel on his forehead and neck.

POTS. Post orthostatic tachycardia syndrome. Not uncommon for those who had had injuries too their hearts to get.

It made sense when the teacher asked if he could have it. Apparently a friend of his's daughter had it.

From there, it made things easier to an extent. Salt was pretty easy to add, he figured out a wrist brace that he could extend into a cane if needed to.

In ghost form he didn't need it at all, but human form had its limits.

Despite all that he'd gone through, he graduates and even gets accepted to a college near jazz, hers was in Metropolis but Gotham had the ambient ectoplasm that he needed, and it was a day trip away.

And so Gotham U became his home, especially after his parents couldn't take that he wasn't "their son" anymore when he told them-after moving everything and getting his cheap apartment set up just in case. He considered it lucky that they loved their son enough they couldn't hunt "his ghost".

Last he'd heard they were working closer with the GIW but hadn't had much luck since the portal strangely closed soon after he left and the other ghosts didn't feel much reason to visit Amity anymore without him there.

It was Gotham U where he met Dick by literally fainting into his arms after a long day where he'd forgotten to eat and the early dinner the night before plus the going down the stairs at a quick pace and leaning forward with gravity.

"sorry, couldn't help falling for you~" the cheesy pick up line was the only thing his foggy brain could comprehend before he fainted.

Was tagged by the wonderful @hidden-under-lock-and-key

My last song? "Sweet tooth" by Cavetown

Last movie? Spider man 3 (Toby miguire Ver.)

My current read? "lex luthor's ascent from supervillainy to fatherhood" By halfagone (milkywxy) its a ridiculously great fic, and you can really see the effort they put into it :) i really recommend reading it if you like danny phantom and ect.

(Im bad at linking things so: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40263192/chapters/101330322#workskin)

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sorry for the lonely looking repost, the post completely broke when trying to rb lmao

thanks for the tag @drdelicatetouchreturns! :D

Last song: D.D. - The Weeknd

Last movie: Avatar: The Way of Water (it was beautiful and i'm still crying about it)

Currently reading: Before the Coffe Gets Cold, by Toshikazu Kawaguchi. (haven't finished it yet, but it's interesting to read somehting different aka non-western for once!)

Tags: @whoreadsnowadays @jasontoddisbest @maribatshipper

i'm supposed to tag 9 people i wanna know better, but idk that many mutuals here yet :') i hope it's okay to tag you people ;w;



Also, everyone who writes Gotham-based fics, whether it's straight up dc or dpxdc:

The term isn't "prostitute". It's "sex worker". Like, there are whole advocacy efforts from sex workers who provide a variety of services, whether they are full service or not, that describe the language they use for their jobs. It's not the nineties anymore. You can, like...look up sex worker advocates who are making political changes and mirror their language. Here's a page now. They're not, like, theoretical people who need saving. They're real people who work a highly stigmatized job.

Sex workers are people with jobs. Respect them.

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Hes like a cat That doesn’t care where you move it as long as it can still stare ominously at the empty room corner

why is this the funniest thing ever

Thank you so much for making this!

Thank you! I'm really glad you enjoyed it, it was pretty fun to make!