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Sorry I haven't posted for so long, I having a little busy with my life and yesterday was my birthday so I haven't had much time to write but I'm working on the next chapter for both of my stories. 'A Coffee Heart' and 'Sorta Maybe Blind'
They'll be coming soon enough!
Sorry again!
A Coffee Heart
Sorta Maybe Blind
One big fruit basket coming up!
Anyone want to come to my dimension..? It’s too quiet here… I mean, sort of. There’s a constant storm, and the rain is mildly acidic, but I need friends…
First Next
It has been four hours since the initial discovery of his appearance and he's come to figure out it's not just that he looks like he'll kneel over and die with a small breeze but he feels like it too. side effects just keep coming!
Apparently his eyes are extremely sensitive to the light now. he opened them fully once and it hurt like hell, even with the smog. his internal temperature has always been a little bit on the cold side but now he feels like a freezer and his rugged t-shirt and jean combo is not helping. he's a little frustrated with how much he's shaking especially on his left side
Oh he thinks he forgot to mention that his left side now has a huge lichtenberg figure on it, starting from his hand going all the way up his arm and spreading across his back and chest swirling where his heart should be it also goes all the way down his left leg into the bottom of his foot, some of it is even peeking across his neck. He thinks it's the scar that was supposed to show itself when the accident happened but it didn't.
it's here now and it constantly aches too, another aspect of the ectoplasm levels here. He thinks he's become more fatigued but his sleep schedule was already shity to begin with, 4-5 hours a week can do that to a person. same with his appetite, food was more dangerous than edible most of the time at h- Fentonworks.
He ducked into an alleyway to search through the duffle bag that was packed for him, squinting to lessen the light in his eyes. and he found a lot. Hygiene products, a new phone and modified Phantom-phone courtesy of Tucker, notebooks, files, a lot of snacks, bottled water, Med kit, wild survival kits courtesy of jazz, bunch of the Fentonworks inventions now phantom-tech that he and Tucker modified and improved together, some clothing items courtesy of Sam, and a bunch of other miscellaneous items/small bags he didn't want to look into right now except for
Oh. . .
Oh ancients the fuck Sam!?!?
Sam gave him a crossbody satchel filled with big money, and when he says big money he means probably thousands in big money!?!? taking two 50s out and shoving the satchel inside his chest he looked to see what the notebooks and files were about.
One of the files was the necessary paperwork for his new identity that Tucker and Jazz helped create together, and judging by the glowing green sticky note Clockwork helped them too, probably about the sorta maybe blind thing he got going on. The other files containing pretty much all the Fenton works blueprints and or recipes for chemical compounds like the ecto-dejecto and the cleaning spray for ectoplasm.
The notebooks were small but thick, they hold a variety of things ranging from tips and tricks, locations that may be useful, information about Gotham in general, several were blank, and others had other little things he won't get to. One notebook was dedicated to everything he has done as Phantom, his battles, achievements, and things they learned about his weird biology. some of it was clearly done by Clockwork cuz he hasn't told anybody the full story about Dan or the clones or the other fights and challenges he faced.
Did he forget to mention that besides the necessary paperwork everything was written in Braille? No? because it was.
Deciding that he was done searching through the bag for now he put on a black hoodie with blob ghost sewn on the front, took out his new phone, and put the Phantom-phone in. He turned on the blind aid in the accessibility function and turned the brightness down significantly. He pulls up Google to look for a place to rent. They all begrudgingly agreed that they won't call or text until a month has passed so suspicions won't be as tight on them. Finding something close and cheap and pulling up the directions to speak audibly he goes on his merry way.
Hopefully the owner will be nice enough to him even though he's barely 16 trying to rent an apartment.
--------------- *Hour and a half later*------------------
The building fucking abandoned
No like the top half of it looked like it exploded years ago and Google still says it's for rent!?!?
Why!?
You know what fuck it! he's already made his way over here and it geting dark fast. he'll find a decent corner in there to sleep tonight.
Squeezing his his way through a hole that was supposed to be a door, tripping, and landing face first on the broken disgusting floor below him.
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Batman and Robin were investigating a weapons deal that was happening later tonight in an abandoned apartment complex, half the building gone from an explosion courtesy of Two Face. 30 minutes before the deal they were doing a quick sweep of the two floors that remain when
*Smack*
Someone face planted 5 ft away from them.
"Ow " they rub their face for a minute before sitting up and
" That's a blind child " Robin was slightly bewildered by the black haired, blind and before closing his eyes he was able to make out the dull icey blue color. He was ill looking 13-14 in age.
A blind boy that was deathly pale, warringly skinny and most importantly alone.
He points in the vague direction of Robin before stating "I'll have you know I'm almost 16 and you don't sound much older than I do" he feels across the ground searching for the phone that was a few inches away from his reach.
Batman grabs the phone off the floor before standing the boy up himself and handing it to him. " The apartment building you have been following is out of service "
" Oh, why is it still operational on Google?"
" Tch, It seems someone has failed to inform the online networks of this buildings status, which is a incompetence on their part" Robin walked up to be beside the boy.
" what's more important is why you were looking for an apartment building in the first place. You're alone as well, when someone should be there with you when you cannot see or you should at least have a cain. It is also heading to a time of night where you should not be walking outside."
" What is this an interrogation, why should I be telling you what I am doing, who even are you." The boy crosses his arms backing away slightly
" We are Batman and Robin and we are only concerned of your safety" the big bat himself States in a softer than usual for his Batman growl.
Robin looks over at him giving him a look before signing ' are you serious ' then folded his arms. Batman ignores him.
Multiple footsteps could be heard across the floor, Batman grabs a hold of the child before grappling up and away from sight. Robin does the same in a different direction.
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Holy SHIT
Fenton luck strikes again because he just walked in on The Batman and fucking Robin on an investigation and he interrupted. Being held in Batman's arms he realizes that either he's tiny or Batman's huge because he's at least three times his size.
This is turning out to be one of the more fucked up situations he has ever been in. Let's hope he won't fuck up the situation even more then he already has.
(sorry for the cliffhanger I need to rest my brain a bit with writing, but here is what I've written Hope you enjoy also I saw the reblog from @athyriaceae and took it into consideration thank you for rebloging)
Where it all started
Danny, for some freaking reason, is in Gotham living the high life of a street kid. One fantastic evening, he gets a pretty easy bet for $50 from one Jay Peters to stick a simple hero sticker on the Batmobile. Easy peasy, right? Tell that to his panic reaction to being zapped by the anti-tamper on the Batmobile. How does a 14 year old drive their new body?
Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4
Part 5. Part 6. Part 7. Part 8
Part 9. Part 10. Part 11. Part 12
Part 13. Part 14. Part 15. Part 16
Part 17. Part 18. Part 19. Part 20
Part 21.
After losing a bet, Danny has to spend some time acting as a maid for Tucker (including wearing a full maid dress, where the heck did you even get that, Tucker??)
And as if that wasn’t mortifying enough, it turns out that he accidentally was visible through a partially-open door during one of Tucker’s streams.
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Tim Drake choked on his drink. There, hidden in the background of a tech streamer he’d been watching, was the cutest boy he’d ever seen, wearing a maid dress.
He immediately queued up a sizable donation and a message.
And now it was Tucker’s turn to choke on his drink at what he saw show up on screen.
I'll come to your dimension cuz I also need friends. how do I get there exactly?
Anyone want to come to my dimension..? It’s too quiet here… I mean, sort of. There’s a constant storm, and the rain is mildly acidic, but I need friends…
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Can’t wait to see the next Sorta Blind post!!!!! They are so good!!!!
Thank you! Sorry it's been a while since I've written I'm currently getting ready for my graduation and doing all the things that require things like tests and stuff. So I'm a little busy but I'll get there eventually.
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