Dc X Dp Prompt #13: Hell To Pay

Dc x Dp prompt #13: Hell to Pay

They say there are only two things certain in life: death and taxes. That’s why even the Joker doesn’t fuck with the IRS.

However, unfortunately for the Joker the other certainty is death and he has yet to pay his dues. Just like how he could only get away with tax evasion for so long, there are only so many times the Joker can dodge death.

Death is coming to collect, with interest.

And the Joker will have hell to pay.

~ A dark green cloud swirls over the city. From it, emerge three oppressive figures:

The one on the far left with flowing hair like white-hot fire. His vambraces made of (what appeared to be) molten glass stopped under his fingers, which then extend into into claws that seemed to drip lava. He had spiked obsidian pauldrons on his shoulders, fastening a luminous, stark-white cape to his shoulders. He wore a coronet of lightning and wielded a flail that appeared to be made of coal chains and a shrunken Red Giant star.

The second on the far right had a helm of dark iron wreathed in a plume of purple flame. His gauntlets and sword flamed with green hellfire. A pure black sheath seemingly made of void and a silver hunting horn were tied to his waist. He wore an armor forged of shadows and proofed with fear. He rode atop a mighty stead. An inky dark stallion with a curved horn and bat-like wings. His form was constantly slightly shifting depending on the angle which viewed him making him appear larger and more slippery than he was, enhancing his disquieting nature.

The third stood in the middle, smaller but no less terrifying than her companions. Her hair was wild with movement, only just visible because it appeared as if someone had bound the winds to her head. She wore a tiara made of storm clouds and pearls. She carried with her a spear, the shaft crafted of amazonite and the tip of a clear quartz, almost reminiscent of sea salt. At her hip lay a whip made of a restrained gale and a sea glass knife. She wore armor that appeared to be Greco-Roman in origin: a chest plate made of some sort of coral-like material and a battle skirt decorated with metallic bronze feathers.

They slowly descent on the city, bringing down a sense of power and dread. They paused at the top of Wayne Tower, where the city's vigilantes had all gathered in an attempt to create and feasible plan of action to discern what these beings want. The young woman in the middle speaks and the wind carries her voice. She is not loud but it the whole of Gotham hears her words.

"Greetings, Heroes of Gotham. It is a pleasure to meet you. I am Spirit, Princess and Head Diplomat of the Infinite Realms. This is Samhain, the Fright Knight, loyal knight to the king,” she gestured to her right before switching to her left “and this is Prince Wraith, current General in Chief of the Realms. We come to you as the King’s Guard and entourage. We have official business in your city and wish to civilly notify you of our presence. The King will be arriving shortly and your cooperation would be great fully received.”

Batman moved forward to shake her hand and address the situation.

“I’m afraid that we prefer not to have unknowns operating within the city. Would you be able to tell us what business you have here? Perhaps we could reach an agreement?” Batman tried to negotiate as politely as he could. He did not want to risk offending the evidently powerful beings.

Princess Spirit’s smile sharpened as she thrummed her finger against her knife. She spoke again with an unnervingly pleasant tone.

“It appears you do not understand. We are not asking for your permission.” Her grip around his hand tightened. “ We are informing you.” She finished releasing his hand.

Batman withdrew his aching hand and regarded her with the beginnings of a protest on his lips. She didn’t allow him to speak.

“ This is out of your jurisdiction Batman. This is a matter of the Realms and the Afterlife. Whatever worldly rules or morals you wish to impose on those who enter this city do not apply to us. We will do our best to work within them, so as to appease you and to attempt to maintain a friendly relationship but in the macrocosm of the multiverse and afterlives you have no official power over us. Additionally, we have direct permission to operate here however we see fit from the City Spirit herself, Lady Gotham.”

Batman’s shadow seemed to fluctuated. His and his teams shadows moved from beneath them, closer to the Princess. Lady Gotham, though not manifesting. Was making her presence and approval known. Batman could not deny what he was seeing. His team shifted uncomfortably behind him. He appealed to her once more.

“ I see that we can’t stop you. We don’t want to get in your way either. Could you at least tell us why you are here?”

She smiled as if telling a joke, “All will be revealed in time”

Suddenly, there was a loud noise that sounded like tearing fabric. The green clouds mixed with purples and blues and began to churn faster. The cyclone emitted a flashes of bright light. In unison all three of the King’s Guard lifted up from the roof and took place underneath the eye of the wind storm.

Spirit holds her spear aloft. With one swift, commanding move she slams the butt of her spear down, creating a platform out of solidified air.

Wraith bellows out smoke and ash onto the platform to discolor it. With ferocious and precise movements his claws to carve in a sigil, leaving a soft orange glow against the black and gray.

Samhain sheathes his sword and pulls his horn from his waist. He wills his dark stead to rear up as he blows the horn, letting out one loud prolonged cry.

The three warriors stand at attention and Princess Spirit calls the winds to project her voice once more.

“ Now introducing the Ruler of the Infinite Realms, High King of the In-Between, The Great One, The Benevolent King, The Peace Maker, The Guardian of Souls, The One with the Cloak of Stars and the Crown of Frozen Light, The Perfect Balance, Ancient of Space and Reality, The Infinite King: Phantom!”

With a flash of white light a figure appear in the center of the platform. Simultaneously, the three knights bow in reverence.

The King has arrived.

As the Heroes of Gotham regain clear vision they are met with a striking figure.

There stood a toned young man appearing both boyishly young, yet wisened and weathered. He had side swept hair the creeped to the bottom of his neck. His skin was pale with an icy blue tint. He opened his eyes to reveal they shone an electric green. Upon his head rest a crown made of a crystalline material, reminiscent of an aurora. He wore a navy blue cloak that had a rich purple hood lined with stark white fur. The underside displayed a shifting galaxy pattern. His under suit was the same midnight black as Samhain’s. He donned golden arm bands and a gold chest plate in style quite similar to Spirit’s. His hand were covered in snow white gauntlets that matched Wraith’s vambraces.

They all stood in awe, beholden to the almost divine figure.

The king sent them a gentle smile. It was warm and comforting yet sent a chill down their shoulders.

King Phantom began to fly down toward the center of the city, his entourage fell into step behind him. He hovered several hundred feet over Wayne tower and looked down at the city. He then spoke in a booming voice, his tone kind but commanding.

“ I humbly greet the Lady Gotham, her champions, and her citizens,” the shadows curled toward him appreciatively. “ I am grateful for your cooperation in our effort to rectify a great injustice. As High King of the Infinite Realms it is one of my duties to preside over the afterlife. To bring guidance, peace, and justice to the souls under my jurisdiction. Recently, it has been brought to my attention that there is a soul among you who has not only dodged death, but caused great strife to a vast number of souls who call for justice.”

On the roof of Wayne Enterprises Jason and Damian both stiffen, but remain firm in their gaze toward the king. The king looks out at the city and sparing them the quickest of glances. He continues onward.

“ The man formerly know as Jack Napier, now called The Joker. He has avoided death on many an occasion but his life should have ended moment he fell into a vat of chemicals. Since then he has sent hundreds more to the afterlife. He has long yet to pay his dues. That is why on the behalf of justice, restoring balance, and of my subjects I officially condemn Jack Napier.”

“Jack Napier, you have been allowed 24 hours turn yourself into our custody in order to be put on trial for your crimes in the Infinite Realms. Should you fail to turn youself in, we shall take that as an admission of guilt and acceptance to be punished for your actions. After the 24 hours are up, Samhain shall use his horn to summon The Hunt and we shall track you down.”

His gaze passed specifically over Red Hood, one of the Oracle’s drones, Nightwing, Signal, Red Robin, and Batman before he spoke his next words.

“All those souls who have been wronged by the Joker, both living and deceased, who wish to have a hand in their justice have been invited to join The Hunt if they so choose.”

The king lifted his hand, calling the swirling green clouds to his gather in his palm. The clouds swiftly rearranged themselves into a smokey timer hanging in the sky.

An impish smirk graced King Phantom’s face as he let out a malicious laugh and gave his final decree.

“ Your time begins now!”

(some of my) Favourite Drarry Podfics

Ever since I found fanfiction, I’ve been a huuuge sucker for podfics. I’m listening to stories all the time when I can’t actually read them; when I’m doing groceries, sitting on a bus, knitting, doing house chores, taking a walk… They always brighten my day and make boring duties feel so much easier, sometimes I even find myself waiting for being able to do the dishes, haha. I’m also always in awe of how talented the podficcers are and how they manage to make the stories alive in a completely new way with their presence.

So, if you like podfics, I hope you find something to listen to from this list. Many of these podficcers have also recorded many more great podfics than I’ve mentioned on this list!

A Dark Place in Time || written by cutecoati, read by raitala || 55 min

What on earth was her son thinking, falling for Harry Potter of all people, Narcissa wonders. But after the death of her husband, she finds him useful in many, and sometimes surprising, regards.

A Fruit Tree in Winter || written by Bryoneybrynn, read by takola || 3 h 18 min

After failing in his task of killing Dumbledore, life doesn’t go as Draco expected. Sometimes just surviving takes everything you’ve got. And sometimes healing is something you can’t do alone. Story goes AU/AR from the end of Half-Blood Prince.

All Life is Yours to Miss || written by Saras_Girl, read by originally reads || 11 h 20 min

Professor Malfoy’s world is contained, controlled, and as solitary as he can make it, but when an act of petty revenge goes horribly awry, he and his trusty six-legged friend are thrown into Hogwarts life at the deep end and must learn to live, love and let go.

An Owl Named Romeo || written by Rickey, read by fire_juggler || 3 h 16 min

Draco breeds owls, Harry’s an Auror, and an owl named Romeo is going to bring them together.

Away Childish Things || written by lettered, read by RattleandHum || 14 h 15 min

Harry gets de-aged. Malfoy has to help him.

Beards, Booty Shorts, and Binaries || written by aibidil, read by RattleandHum || 47 min

Harry was hoping for a quiet day at the office, but Hermione and Draco are waging a war on discrimination with beards and skirts.

Because Potter Is Allergic to Poppies || written by Lomonaaeren, read by sisi_rambles || 4 h 11 min

Auror Harry Potter is in hospital being treated for a curse when someone tries to kill him. Obviously it is up to bored, trapped Apprentice Healer Draco, who was only admitted to the Healer Program in the first place to do the menial work, to find out who did it. Because then they will promote him. No, it’s for no other reason, thanks.

Catfished || written by Saras_Girl, read by Rindle || 3 h 26 min

Draco is in deep water, Harry can see straight through him, and that’s not even the full scale of the problem.

Checkmating || written by mahaliem, read by sisi_rambles || 1 h

In hopes of convincing Voldemort supporters to change sides, Ron decides that he and Harry should pair off with Slytherins.

Coffee || written by Writcraft, read by fire_juggler || 43 min

Sometimes it’s just a story about two wizards and a muggle coffee shop.

Come For Me || written by frayach, read by Queenie_Mab || 3 h 3 min

After Draco is paralyzed in an accident, he and Harry discover a new way to make love.

Dad Says|| written & read by GallaPlacidia || 3 h 54 min

Eleven-year-old Scorpius starts writing to Harry. Harry starts to fall in love with Draco through his portrayal in his son’s letters.

Featuring an extremely remorseful Draco living with muggles and working at a second-hand book shop, an isolated Harry, and a Scorpius who’s dreading going to Hogwarts because he knows he’ll be bullied there.

Draco Malfoy, It’s Your Lucky Day || written by Faith Wood, read by sisi_rambles || 3 h 51 min

Even though he’s unarmed, injured, lost in the Forbidden Forest, and facing a possible murder charge, Draco Malfoy gets lucky.

Drop Dead Gorgeous || written by Maya, read by heatherifics || 12 h 55 min

In which Harry finds out he is a veela.

Here’s the Pencil, Make It Work || written by ignatiustrout, read by teas_me || 5 h 21 min

Harry thinks, “Why is Malfoy working in a coffee shop in muggle London?” is a much simpler question than, “Are you going to accept that auror offer and, if you don’t, what will you do?”

Hermione Granger’s Hogwarts Crammer for Delinquents on the Run || written by waspabi, read by Lazulus || 9 h 26 min

‘You’re a wizard, Harry’ is easier to hear from a half-giant when you’re eleven, rather than from some kids on a tube platform when you’re seventeen and late for work.

House Proud || written by astolat, read by Lazulus || 2 h 4 min

His house liked Draco Malfoy more than him.

If the Fates Allow || written by Saras_Girl, read by lastontheboat || 8 h 10 min

What’s that crackling in the walls? Harry has no clue at all. He’ll eat some cake and drink some wine Because he is completely FINE.

–A story about life’s disregard for our plans.

[2017 advent story]

Keep Holding On || written by gnarf, read by Thunder_of_Dragons || 3 h 35 min

After the Battle of Hogwarts, Harry and Draco both fall into their own battles with their mental states. Draco is sent to Azkaban, and Harry turns to drinking, hoping to forget.

Months later, Harry visits St Mungo’s new ward on the request of a friend, only to find Draco in a deep vegetative state.

Not willing to give him up, Harry stays by his side, while simultaneously dealing with the Ministry’s newest grand idea to make everything worse.

Making new allies, and losing old ones along the way, will hopefully be worth it in the end.

Kiss the Joy (Until the Sun Rise) || written by ICMezzo, read by CurseBound || 3 h 43 min

The Room of Requirement was severely damaged in the war, but not so much that it could not provide for one lost student and another young hero—especially when they needed each other most of all.

Let’s Pretend the War is Over || written by pir8fancier, read by raitala || 48 min

The war is over and Draco is alone, fighting demons of a different nature. This is obviously an AU by now. Written after “The Half-Blood Prince” came out.

Like Diamonds We Are Cut With Our Own Dust || written & read by raitala || 1 h 9 min

Draco has borne the mark of the Dark Lord for over ten years. It is familiar to him, but he pays the price for it every day, and Harry has noticed.

Modern Love || written by tackytiger, read by lastontheboat || 5 h 30 min

Harry Potter, of all people, knows that life isn’t always fair. And no one gets to be happy all of the time. But surely there’s something more—something better—than a rubbish Ministry job, and a lonely old house, and that feeling that everyone out there is doing a better job of living than Harry is.

And it really doesn’t seem fair that Draco Malfoy is back in Harry’s life, all of a sudden, and even though he’s wandless, and living with Muggles, and making his mother cry with his lifestyle choices, he’s happy. So what’s he doing right, that Harry isn’t?

Because things don’t really change, do they? And if Harry can’t be happy, he’ll settle for a good night’s sleep, some posh antiques, and the opportunity to find out what Malfoy has been up to for all these years.

And that’s what starts it all.

No Shadow Taller Than Our Souls || written by khasael, read by seeking_semperfiona || 3 h 59 min

Auror Potter and Unspeakable Malfoy team up to investigate a series of missing persons, and it soon becomes apparent that Dementors are involved. Despite their initial misgivings, Harry and Draco find that they need each other’s help, in more ways than one.

On One’s Knees || written by pir8fancier, read by raitala || 3 h 6 min

The war is over and to the victors go the spoils

Warning: Bitter-sweet ending

Open for Repairs || written by FeelsforBreakfast, read by RattleandHum || 1 h 1 min

After the war, Draco works at a tv repair shop and Harry breaks things.

Feat. sad boys in jumpers and more ABBA than is probably necessary.

Pieces of You || written by Janieohio, read by PhenomenalAsterisk || 1 h 22 min

Harry and Draco have moved in together, but Harry is hiding the truth of his childhood from Draco. Draco struggles to understand until a phone call from Harry’s estranged cousin changes everything.

Reparations + Foundations || written by Saras_Girl, read by 6shotamericano || 9 h 51 min + 27 h 20 min

Reparations: Harry is about to discover that the steepest learning curve comes after Healer training, and that second chances can be found in unexpected places.

Foundations: When one door closes, another one opens – with a bit of a push. Life, love and complications.

Running on Air || written by eleventy7, read by Tha_rin || 7 h 49 min

Draco Malfoy has been missing for three years. Harry is assigned the cold case and finds himself slowly falling in love with the memories he collects.

Scaredy Cat || written & read by GallaPlacidia || 3 h 23 min

Draco is cursed and starts uncontrollably turning into a kitten whenever he’s stressed. There is, of course, only one logical solution: he must move in with Harry until they figure out how to break the curse.

Secrets || written by Vorabiza, read by Opalsong || 44 h 23 min

Beginning with Draco’s unexpected arrival at the Dursleys, Harry’s summer becomes filled with activity and many secrets. He generates several unexpected allies as he finds himself actively becoming the leader of the Light side.

Storm in a Teacup || written by Faith Wood, read by sisi_rambles || 51 min

For reasons he’d rather not think about, Draco is obsessed with Potter’s hair. This cannot end well.

The Boy Who Only Lived Twice || written by lettered, read by TheOneCalledEli || 5 h 52 min

Harry Potter is an Unspeakable. Draco Malfoy is the wizard who shagged him. Adventure! Intrigue! Secret identities, celebrities, spies! It’s all right here, folks.

The Bucket List || written & read by GallaPlacidia || 2 h 40 min

Draco will die in six months if he can’t get Harry Potter to fall in love with him. Since that’s not going to happen, he might as well spend his last days working through his Bucket List. Tap-dancing lessons? Rock climbing? Poetry-writing? Threesomes? Cocaine? Getting to know his adorable cousin, Teddy Lupin? Draco will try them all!

Feat. Cheerily pessimistic Draco, devoted bitch queen Pansy Parkinson, and a Harry who can’t help but notice that something seems DIFFERENT about Draco, these days.

The Four Doors || written by fluxweed, read by lastontheboat || 4 h 55 min

It’s been four months since Harry lost his memory. Four months of dead ends and no answers. With time running out until his memories are gone for good, Harry agrees to a course of Legilimency therapy with a renowned specialist: Mind Healer Draco Malfoy.

Then Comes a Mist and a Weeping Rain || written by Faith Wood, read by seeking_semperfiona || 2 h 10 min

It always rains for Draco Malfoy. Metaphorically. And literally. Ever since he had accidentally Conjured a cloud. A cloud that’s ever so cross.

The Next Twenty-Four Hours || written by Saras_Girl, read by JocundaSykes || 18 min

In twenty-four hours, the Ministry will take your life. Until then, I’m all yours.

The Price We Pay for Wings || written by frayach, read by raitala || 1 h 21 min

So the struck eagle, stretch’d upon the plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, View’d his own feather on the fatal dart, And wing’d the shaft that quiver’d in his heart.

~ Lord Byron

The Purpose of Rubber Ducks || written by renrenren3, read by teas_me || 1 h 44 min

Harry likes his job in the Office for the Regulamentation and Control of Interweb Publications well enough, but Malfoy’s being a git and making trouble as usual. Luckily Harry can go home and chat with his new friend, the anonymous comedy blogger who’s so popular with wizards and Muggles alike… Features Muggles, inter-office memos, house-elves, rubber ducks, 4am chats, and porn. Because that’s what the internet is for.

The World Thy Gaol || written by November Snowflake, read by sisi_rambles || 1 h 55 min

When Draco finds himself a pariah in Wizarding society after the war, he comes up with a whole new way to show his face in public. But he never expected Harry bloody Potter to want in on the plan.

Turn || written by Saras_Girl, read by Queenie_Mab || ~ 36 h 40 min

One good turn always deserves another. Apparently.

What We Pretend We Can’t See || written gyzym, read by FayJay || 12 h 49 min

Seven years out from the war, Harry learns the hard truth of old history: it’s never quite as far behind you as you thought.

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sunnybubbles609

1 year ago

he took over mine again .. I had just escaped 😭