#Danny is a CEO

[bet-on-me-13]

Danny is Bruce and Clark's Civilian friend

So! Danny met Bruce and Clark at a Charity Gala promoting his Clean Energy and Technology Company.

It was just something He, Tucker, and Sam had started up after High School to try and do some good in the world, but grew faster than they realized, until they were a rising star in the Green Energy and Technology Business. Really they should have expected it, with Sam's drive for environmental protection and Tucker's love of technology, it was a given that they would push the company farther than anticipated. Danny was mostly just the front-man (aside from helping out Tucker in the Lab sometimes).

The Gala was set up by Sam to raise money for environmental preservation efforts, and Danny was there as a formality since he was the Face of the Business and technically the CEO.

Danny had struck up a conversation with Bruce, having been introduced by Sam, and they were eventually approached by Clark for an interview. He wanted to get their thoughts on the recently proposed Meta Protection Acts, and after the interview Danny decided to give Clark his contact to see if he wanted to do a follow-up. Bruce did the same, and they agreed to talk in the future.

Danny hadn't expected that to be the start of a new friendship.

Bruce and Clark seemed to click instantly with him, and while it took longer they also seemed to warm up to eachother as well. It got to the point where they were talking outside of Galas or Interviews and just called to check up on eachother. It was nice, having friends outside of Tucker and Sam for once.

Oh and also they were totally Dating.

Yeah, it was kind of obvious in hindsight that his two friends had a thing for eachother. Bruce and Clark would always share these looks with eachother before leaving the room, or Clark would check his phone for a message from whenever Bruce texted someone. They seemed to be hanging out without him as well, since they sometimes slipped up and referenced events they experienced together that he wasn't there for.

Of course Clark was publicly dating Lois Lane from his workplace, but listening his coworkers gossip long enough told him what was really going on. Lois and Clark were fake-dating so that Lois could secretly date Superman without being targeted by his enemies as much, and Clark could date a secret partner that none of his coworkers could figure out.

So when he was talking to Clark one day and the man got a text message and suddenly had a bad stomach ache, Danny decided that he should probably let him know that he knew.

"Oh don't worry Clark, I know what's going on. No need to keep up appearance with me around." He said.

"O-oh? Uh, what are you talking about Danny?" Clark asked surprised.

Danny shrugged, "It was pretty obvious in hindsight. The sneaking off, the text messages that got you to leave in a hurry, the secret glances between you and Bruce. After a while it was hard to ignore."

Clark cringed a little, "I just have a nervous stomach, and I have to rush off for work pretty often. That's all Danny."

Danny leveled a glance at him, "So does Bruce also have an upset stomach that just so happens to match up to yours? And why is Bruce following you to your Job? What, is he trying to get a job at the Daily Planet that he owns?"

"O-oh, well- I mean- That doesn't necessarily mean that I'm-" Clark stuttered.

"Calm down man, I'm not going to say anything." Danny reassured him. "It's your business, and nobody has any right to know your personal business unless you tell them. I just figured it out on my own, but I'm not gonna go shouting from the rooftops that Clark Kent is-"

"That's enough Danny, no need to demonstrate, but...thank you." Clark cut him off, "So far only Lois and Jimmy have figured me out on their own, and it's nice to finally have somebody else to talk to about this."

Danny shrugged and patted him on the shoulder, "No problem Clark, if you ever need to talk to me about it I'm all ears."

[akemi2003]

Fic prompt #20

Dpxdc

Did you have in mind the plot where Damian Wayne and Danny Fenton—or Nightingale—became friends through violence after the latter transferred to Gotham Academy? Usually, the batfam think Danny is a meta, a clone, a spy, or just a strange fellow, so they start investigating him.

But what if they start thinking the real reason he’s so okay with violence and crime is because he’s an undiagnosed psychopath or sociopath? They’re genuinely scared of him. With Damian, they can attribute his behavior to the way he was raised—he didn’t know any better and had only just started learning to be better. But with Danny?

He’s from a small, boring town without any known rogues, and yet this boy doesn’t even blink while watching people get beaten to death. For him, death is just a new beginning, as he said himself.

[havenshereagain]

DPxDC Idea

Danny working at Wayne Enterprises as some sort of engineer, uses the in-house app for all his blueprints and stuff

He starts getting notes from a coworker in-app, and assumes its this annoying older guy in his department who constantly undermines him because of his age, despite his education and past achievements (i feel like in this AU the Fentons react well to the reveal and they work together on a number of non-lethal ecto inventions that have Danny's name attached to them)

Except one day his coworker mentions never using the app, and Danny suddenly realizes there's only one other TD he could've been arguing with in the notes of the app

[bluerosefox]

Paying a Price.

I want more Dad!Tim stuff. (And once again a deaged Danny and Ellie idea)

So let's go do that.

So you know those DPxDC AUs where Tim makes a deal with either Clockwork or Danny to carry Ellie? Or Tim is a reborn Danny whose carrying Ellie instead (love these btw) in order to get Bruce out of the time stream.

Well what about instead of just Ellie, it's both her and Danny.

Danny and Ellie who were badly hurt by the GIW that they both had to revert into their cores. They are saved by their friends/family and are taken to Frostbite. There they are monitored and looked after only until they can finally the reform but they run into a problem. The two can't return to their home dimension due to the GIW activity and they cant stay to long in the Infinite Realms cause they are still halfas. Then one day CW appears to speak with Frostbite over something important about the two.

Meanwhile in the DCverse.

Tim might have figured a way to save Bruce from the timestream. A being known as Clockwork might be able to help him if he manages to summon the powerful 'Ancient'.

However he knows summoning and requesting it's help he will have to pay a price.

If it means getting Bruce back he'll do it...

[dcxdpdabbles]

I don't know if you were planning on making any more but One Hell of a Good Bellhop is such a good fic and I would love to see more of it

(also I've been reading through your masterlist of posts so sorry for sending you so many notifs from liking them all) ❤️❤️

Charles smiles at the couple, eagerly looking through the clothes Danny had in the old employee lounge. Since they didn't have any more employees, the boy made the suggestion of setting up a gift shop, creating miniature nicknacks from the different eras he transformed the hotel into.

He sold costumes similar to whatever era he wanted the theme to be—this month, it was the Golden Age of Piracy, complete with a treasure hidden somewhere in the hotel for anyone to find—and the pirate costume could make a Hollywood costume designer weep with joy.

Charles didn't understand Danny's meta powers—not that he needed to. He figured he didn't need to. He just accepted that the boy could influence the hotel as if it were one of those video game home designs kids played.

He went to bed one night with the hotel Sally had adored so much falling apart, only to wake to it being in perfect condition, just like his memories. To find rooms set up with furniture and decoration that screamed wealthy—well, it just made his heart warm.

Especially when young people started wandering in, lured by Jazz and Danny walking the streets with flyers. It's been a long time since he saw the look of wonder in his guests' eyes as they took in his beloved hotel.

Danny seemed to really enjoy taking over the hotel. He somehow got the housing, the cooking, and the maintenance taken care of. He was always out of sight, but it let Charles sit at the front desk, resting his feet and watching life be breathed back into the hotel.

If Sally were alive, she would be sitting right next to him and cooing at the young couple holding up clothes against each other, faces flushed with love, as they try to select an outfit.

Despite being males, their excitement reminded him of his younger days when Sally and he would go on trips together whenever they stumbled across a bookshop.

His girl loved reading, while Charles had always fancied custom-made journals. Watching young people fall in love filled his heart with nostalgia; he was lonely.

Eventually, the couple finds what they like to wear for the pirate treasure hunt event and approaches the cash register, where Danny mysteriously appears. His young tenant was dressed in a black trench coat and skulled hat, looking like an authentic Black Beard pirate.

Charles has been watching the whole time, and despite it looking like he merely rounded the door behind the wall leading into the gift shop storage, Danny has literally blinked into existence.

Not that the two young men knew that. They merely paid for their outfits and what looked like a ship in a bottle. As soon as the payment was complete, Danny rounded the same wall and vanished. Charles turned his head to find Danny by the main entrance, holding the door open for a woman with a beaming smile.

He was now dressed to appear like a Cabin boy as he carefully led the new group to Charles for check-in. He didn't wait to hear the room number the group would be staying in before placing their luggage on a cart and vanishing down the hallway.

The woman and man with the three children looked alarmed, but Charles calmed them down by assuring them that their luggage would be waiting for them as soon as they were in their rooms. As he was finished adding them to the system, Danny reappeared to offer the startled couple a warm meal and hot chocolate for the kids.

Jazz, the sweetheart, taught Charles how to use the latest technology. She even modified the code to make the systems more user-friendly.

Charles was touched that she didn't fight his assistance to keep using a guest log book, even with their booking system, and went out of her way to find journals that fit Danny's chosen theme for the month. The kids seemed especially excited to write on parchment with quills afterward, as the adults were charmed by Danny's excellent cooking skills.

He was also in another outfit, this one looking more like a regular pirate member, though with a more green theme than the black of before.

"Are they triplets?" Mrs. Oblie asks as Danny fades from sight, only to appear at the gift shop, helping someone buy a signed treasure chest. He's back in a Black Beard outfit. "The three seem like hard workers."

Charles smiles. "It's the same person. Danny is a very hard worker."

"What?" Mr. Oblie gasps, twisting to stare at Danny and the direction in which Danny had taken their luggage. "How did he change clothes so quickly?"

"He was in the circus," Charles replies with a laugh. "He is used to quick changes. Plus, there are a lot of hidden passages way here."

He says the last bit like it's a big secret, winking at the children- one seems to be ten, the other seven- watching excitement bloom on their faces as they start looking around, attempting to spot the non-existent secret passages. The explanation isn't enough for Mrs. Oblie, but she doesn't argue further as she ushers her family into their room.

They will be down in a few hours so their kids can run around the hotel searching for a treasure. Mr. Oblie admitted over the phone that they hadn't had enough money for a vacation like he originally promised his eldest for her birthday, so this kid-friendly event was a lifesaver. Danny had claimed that it wasn't a lie- apparently, he can hear lies within the hotel, including the landline?- and had chosen to let the Oblie find some treasure even if they didn't win the main pot.

Charles wonders what face Mr.Oblie will make when his daughter finds the real diamond tiara that Danny set aside for her. Where on earth did the boy find something like that?

Charles didn't know and figured it was another part of Danny's meta abilities.

He turns towards the door, smiling as Jazz struts in. Her pantsuit is perfectly tailored, and her red hair falls gracefully behind her back. A few of the mingling guests are star-studded as she strides, her heels clicking on the ground like a bell.

If Danny was the ultimate bellhop who popped in and out of sight, Jazz was the hotel manager who commanded respect and awe. She was here for lunch, always arriving around one o'clock on the dot and the regulars who picked up on that fact always came down to get a glimpse of her.

Jazz and Danny were attractive siblings, but it wasn't mere looks that grabbed people's attention. They felt overwhelmingly alluring, like visiting Fae or a fallen star, as if somehow human but only just about.

Charles often wondered why someone like her was working as an assistant/secretary for an insurance company. She was far more capable than an entire management team.

She set up all their administration details. Charles had no idea how she could organize all their bills, supplies, advertisements, investments, and anything else he could think of for a business while booking appointments and filing claims for an entirely different company. To Charles, it was never about the money, but they were making a large amount now that the Fenotn children took over, and he offered her a position with better pay multiple times.

Jazz waved it away, saying she needed another job for her brother. He does suspect that she only stayed at Gotham Todd Insurance because of the young owner, whom her eyes tracked whenever Mr. Jason Todd walked through the building.

But Charles kept that theory to himself.

A soft clatter sounds from his elbow. Charles looks down to find a steaming plate of food, obviously done by Danny. He smiled at it, holding it up to Jazz as she neared. "Hi, sweetie; how's work going?"

"Hi, Grandpop," She beams, leaning over to hug him and gently kiss his cheek in greeting. "It's been a boring day. I finished this week's work in a few hours and just spent three hours preparing everything for Danny's next theme. Get this; he wants to do couples Cupid house for Valentine's Day."

She shakes her head fondly, in a way that reminds him so surreally of Sally that his heart squeezes. "Honestly, what goes through that guy's head?"

Charles beams back at her, hand curling around a glass of juice that zaps into existence in front of him like second nature. He hands it over to Jazz while she carefully cuts through her meatloaf.

"I think it's a wonderful idea," Charles tells her, leaning back in his chair. Jazz joins him as another plush chair appears at his side, and it takes him a moment to realize that Danny has restored the same club chairs from when the Gotham Fog Lodge originally opened.

These chairs were the ones that Charles and Sally used the first night they met by the fireplace of the hotel's main sitting room. They spoke for hours, and by the end of that night, he knew she was the one. Seeing the young lady he considered his granddaughter sitting in the same chair, Sally had adored so much, made her feel closer then ever before.

He wonders if he could die from how warm his heart glows.

"I think love is the greatest thing Gotham Fog Lodge can offer," Charles says, wiping some tears away. In return, jazz gives him a warmer smile, and Danny appears on his other side, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Gotham Fog Lodge is great because you're here, Grandpop," Danny says, seemingly unaware of how the hotel brightens when he speaks. "You were the only one who was kind to us when we got to Gotham."

Charles hugs the two rascals to hide the few tears that fall from happiness. He has no proof, but he's sure Sally sent these wonderful children his way. How else could a smuck like him be this lucky?

[a2remedy]

DPXDC Prompt# 6- Net Gain

- I'm really happy with the prompt I came up with in the Batpham discord server, so I'm sharing it here!

Gotham has been a lot safer since VladCo's ever-reluctant Co-CEO had to take over. The reconstruction budget hasn't been touched in 2 weeks. The bats are suspicious of the one multimillionaire who isn't publicly known.

Danny has never been happier to just be shut in and invent more for the AF line of security.

Things have never been easier for him.

Well...

Until he walks into his office on 2 hours of sleep and sees a collection of bats caught in his proto-AF nets.

AF- Anti-Fenton

[nottivagos]

notti's nightly thoughts (18+)

an: yappity yap yap, i'm bringing divorced ceo!daniel on the singles cruise back :)

you hated how you still wanted your ex. the singles cruise was supposed to be your new beginning, a new chapter in your life, but here you were having a holiday affair with daniel whilst still wearing your wedding ring.

the silence of daniel's cabin was thick around you, the only thing audible being both of your slightly raised breaths as you laid half-naked, limbs tangled in daniel's bed.

daniel's eyes glimmered as the moonlight cast onto your bodies whilst the ship sailed slowly on into the night, whilst the tension between you and daniel was palpable.

"daniel," you whispered hotly against his face, bare front brushing against his own. "we shouldn't be doing this. it feels wrong," you mumbled as daniel came to cup your cheek ever so tenderly.

the man sighed. his brown eyes soft as he looked at your features. your own hand came to cup his cheek, feeling the rough stubble in your palm. the wedding band still weighed heavy on your finger as it glistened in the moonlight, a reminder to daniel that you still held onto the life you now didn't have.

"i just don't know if it's right, that's all," you added, slightly defeated in your tone. "it just.. feels wrong."

daniel's thumb rubbed against the apple of your cheek ever so tenderly, his other hand holding your hip so you two stayed together snugly underneath the covers. his brown eyes were soft, loving even, as he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead.

you smiled, enjoying the intimacy of the moment. but when your eyes met daniel's, you could see he was preoccupied with something as his thumb came and trailed to your lips.

"daniel, you're thinking again," you acknowledged quietly. "what's wrong?" you asked.

"if your ex was here..." daniel mumbled, lost in thought, thumb tracing your bottom lip ever so gently, "where would you want him to touch you?"

your breath caught in your throat at the question, cheeks burning hot with embarrassment, body tensing slightly underneath his touch. "daniel, i don't think that's necessary," you tried to chuckle off ever so lightheartedly, despite the pool of heat that rushed to your lower belly with the anticipation of another man touching you where your past lover didn't.

"that doesn't answer my question," daniel said simply, fingertips now tracing your jawline. "show me where you'd want him to touch you," he murmured again.

you gulped hesitantly. your skin yearned for daniel's touch as your insides burnt with passion. "okay," you whispered with a shaky breath, wrapping your hand around his, before dragging it down your chest slowly, "i'd want him to touch me like this here."

you shivered as daniel's fingertips trailed down your front, the roughness of his fingers causing your breath to hitch. daniel kept his eyes closely on your own as you took control, guiding his hands to trace patterns over your burning skin, leaving you to gasp as they trailed lower and lower.

"daniel," you breathed, cheeks growing increasingly flushed as heat pooled to your core, causing you a wet patch to form in your panties crotch.

"just like that, hmm?" he mumbled, allowing you to drag his hand over his skin whilst he pressed open-mouthed kisses to your jawline and neck. "i knew you would come out of your shell sooner rather than later," daniel chuckled into your skin, nipping your neck with a smile.

you whined, trailing his hand now down to your pussy, where you made him cup your clothed heat. "you did that to me, daniel," you rasped, eyes widened as you looked at him after he'd raised his head from the crook of your neck, "and i want you to do more."

"where?" daniel whispered against your lips, repositioning himself on top of you, making you lie flat on the mattress on your back.

"i want you to fuck me with your fingers, daniel," you breathed again, your belly slowly twisting with anticipation as blood surged around your body like electricity. "make me come like he never did," you begged softly, redirecting his hand to the elastic of your lacy underwear.

slowly, daniel tore away your panties down your ankles, before discarding them on the carpet of his cabin. his finger came to toy with your clit, causing you to gasp upon finding it. your back arched slightly as he smeared and played with your slick already dripping from your cunt, causing you to whine.

"you like that, baby?" daniel teased from above you, finger playing with your slick hole, teasing the entrance that tried ever so eagerly to pull him in. "you want me to make you fall apart with my fingers?"

you whimpered, nipples hardening with heated excitement as you nodded. "please," you whispered, hands coming to grip his shoulders ever so firmly, "make me come, daniel," you whispered on his lips as one of your hands clawed the back of his head, fingers running through his unruly curls as you pressed a searing kiss on his lips.

you groaned against his lips as he pumped two digits into your pussy ever so easily, the obscene noises muffled by the rustling of the bedsheets as your lips crashed onto each other's with a new found passion. daniel's teeth nibbled at your bottom lip, causing your mouth to bruise with the intensity of each peck.

daniel moaned as you rocked your hips into his fingers, now pumping deeper into your dripping cunt. you whined, moans dying inside his mouth as your fingernails dragged across his bare back, causing him to groan as his jaw tensed.

your insides fluttered as you reached your climax, heat rushing up your spine as your hips jerked in a feverish rhythm whilst your lips continued to search for dominance.

"daniel," you moaned, walls clenching around his calloused digits as they continued to thrust into you, juices dripping out of your needy hole. "fuck. daniel, i'm close," you whined, hips rolling as you clawed into his back.

"you gonna come, baby?" he asked, pumping even deeper, fingers curling to the spot that made you see stars. "let me hear you," he murmured, "wanna hear how riled up you are for me."

"d-daniel, fuck!" you exclaimed, now panting as your stomach turned into knots, cheeks flushing an incredibly hot crimson as your eyes began to roll back when his thumb found your hypersensitive clit, rolling the sensitive bundle of nerves ever so slowly.

you panted, chest heaving as moans spilled out of your mouth, uncontrolled by the pleasure surging around your body. you tensed as you reached your climax, walls clenching around daniel's fingers as he continued to finger fuck you, your fingernails digging harshly into his skin.

"come on, darling," daniel coaxed, fingers curling even more as he felt you clench around him. "let me hear how good i make you feel."

"daniel!" you cried out in pleasure as you climaxed, hips jerking erratically as you rode out your high, leaving you a panting, flushed mess as your juices coated daniel's fingers shoved ever so deeply inside of you.

the moments after your high were slow, as if time had slowed down completely as you up at daniel as he slowly pulled his coated fingers out of your now aching, yet satisfied cunt. you chuckled breathlessly as you wrapped your arms around his neck whilst he kissed your temple ever so lovingly, as both of your bodies shined with sweat.

"well, how do you feel?" daniel panted, looking down at you as you basked in the aftermath of your love making.

you smiled, cupping both of his cheeks with adoration. "so much better," you breathed, still trying to maintain a controlled rhythm of breaths as your chest heaved.

"and i feel like i don't need this thing anymore," you mumbled, pulling away one of your hands from his face to show him you pulling the ring off of your ring finger, placing it on the bedside table before giggling.

"do you feel like you could go for a round two?" you asked, eyes widened and sweet as you smiled devilishly up at him. "i'd love to know what your cock would feel like inside of me," you added, voice merely a whisper as you bit your bottom lip ever so casually.

daniel's eyes lit up with glee at that remark. "round two, huh?" he joked, lips turning into a smirk. "i don't see why we couldn't," he mumbled, lips hovering dangerously close to your own as your bare fronts brushed together again, "would love to hear you screaming my name like you just did whilst you take my cock." <3

[ew-selfish-art]

Dp x Dc AU: Danny and Tim are twins- And Vlad is the first to figure this out in his attempts to get DavlCo a new investor.

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Tim was getting the creeps from this guy. It was as if the room got colder, the seconds got longer and the room's shadows moved to their own volition. He stared Tim down less like 'You punk kid' and more like 'You'll be mine' in a way that Tim didn't appreciate. At all.

The guy kept setting meetings up despite Tim's direct insistance that Wayne Enterprises would never touch DalvCo- not with a ten foot pole or for all the money in the world. Some how Tim's board of directors kept getting swindled by the guy and... therefore more meetings. More looks from this guy that made him want to crawl out of his skin.

Vlad asked him if he ever went by Timothy- Tim couldn't reply "that's not my name" fast enough. It apparently inspired the guy somehow. More meetings that Tim can't reject because of board members pop up.

It's been long determined that Jason doesn't get involved with Wayne Enterprises, but after the Uncle and a few other paid-actor solutions go up in flames- Tim decides to call up his older brother to act as a bodyguard and tell this guy to fuck off for the final time.

Jason apparently also gets the Heebee-jeebies from this asshole but his message is loud and clear to Vlad. There's a flash of green and then all of sudden it's just Tim and Jason in the room... Only Jason isn't acting like himself.

Putting it together- Tim reaches for his contingency F stash of Knock out gas and doses Jason. Vlad doesn't re-appear so Tim assumes that to mean that he'll be trapped in Jason's person until Jason wakes up.

Walking out of the meeting room with his bus of a brother over his shoulders- Tim quickly asks Tam to reach out to Vlad's Emergency contact. Surely there is someone in this man's company willing to explain what the fuck Vlad was trying to pull. Tim theoretically can keep Jason drugged asleep for a long time- surely that threat can get him somewhere.

The day drags on as Tim continues to keep Jason unconscious and eventually Tam lets him know that someone is here for Vlad. She says it with the addition of one of their codes- He mentally prepares himself for the worst and then... His doppleganger walks through the door? What the fuck?

Tim and Danny puzzle about one another for a little too long and Jason wakes up- Vlad pops out immediately. A shouting match between Danny and Vlad commences and...

"Man I knew our family had unresolved issues but seriously what the fuck has your clone dealing with?" Jason asks, as though he could watch this all day with pop corn.

"You made more clones?!" Danny screamed at Vlad who's only response is "Not this one! This one is actually polite!"

"Fuck you!" Tim and Danny reply in tandem.

[satoshy12]

Baby Fenton and Wayne Enterprises

It all started when Danny learned he was to be Vlad's heir for VladCo. And he needed to learn how to be a CEO.

But Danny needed help! He needed a way to help the employees and be a good CEO.

So he asked Clockwork who had the best idea. He threw him through a portal and told him he would be a great CEO once he was out.

In Gotham

Danny landed in Gotham came out of Wayne Enterprises as a toddler. And I just followed the employees on their day to see how they were doing it.

The Wayne employees didn't really do anything when they saw the black hair blue eyed toddler. I was just thinking that Bruce Wayne adopted a new child.

Danny had already spent two months helping the people at Wayne Enterprises. Before Tim notices the toddler in the company, and was pretty confused.

And that was how the company learned he wasn't an adoptive child of Bruce. But that changed as the CEO Bruce saw him.

Welcome to the family of Danny Wayne.

BONUS

A FEW YEARS LATER.

Bruce had already been crying for two hours. Jason: " Why is he crying?" Tim:' Danny said he doesn't want to be an icky Hero but a cool CEO. " Bruce:" I didn't do anything wrong this time…"

Bruce was super happy!

For Danny he already had been a hero and was very happy, as he didn't need to be one any more in Amity Park. Forget it; he will be the best CEO in the world!

[hyperfixatinator]

Have you heard of the show "Undercover Boss"? Where the CEOs of companies disguise themselves as entry level newbies to see what goes on under their noses?

I know the show itself is spiced up for TV drama, but I can definitely imagine this premise in a DPxDC scenario.

Picture Bruce Wayne (or Lucius Fox) disguised as a new hire within the aerospace division of Wayne Enterprises, with young mechanic Danny Fenton showing him around.

[akemi2003]

Fic prompt #26

Dpxdc

Before dropping out of school to save Bruce from the timestream and manage the family business, Tim Drake didn’t really have any civilian friends. But the day before the mission, he allowed himself a brief moment of weakness—he cried.

That’s when he met Danny for the first time. Danny didn’t ask what was wrong; he just hugged him, and somehow, Tim felt at peace.

From that moment on, whenever something happened and Tim was on the verge of breaking down, he would seek Danny out—just to cry on his shoulder.

Danny would not judge him

Danny would not ask questions

Danny would not betray him

Danny was safe

[rose24207]

Professional, huh?

Summary: An innocent late-night work session turns into a passionate encounter when Daniel finally acts on the tension between him and his assistant, breaking all professional boundaries.

Genre: CEO!Daniel, fluff, suggestive

TW: Kissing, smut, MDNI!

A/N: whaaattt? Me? Writing for another driver who’s not Lando?? Call the news!! English is not my first language. I hope you enjoy it though! Requests are open and welcome!

Masterlist pt. 2

The office was eerily quiet at this hour, with most of the staff having left hours ago. The only sound was the rhythmic tapping of your keyboard and the occasional scrape of Daniel’s chair against the floor as he shifted in his seat.

The small desk lamp on Daniel’s desk cast a warm glow over the room, highlighting the sharp lines of his jaw and the faint stubble on his face. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and his tie hung loosely around his neck. He looked every bit the disheveled yet effortlessly attractive boss you couldn’t help but notice every day.

You were seated across from him, your laptop open as you finished typing the notes he’d asked for. Your back ached from hours of sitting, and your mind was foggy from the late hour, but you didn’t dare complain. Working under Daniel Ricciardo wasn’t just a job—it was a privilege.

“You’re a star, you know that?” Daniel’s voice broke the silence, deep and smooth, laced with the exhaustion of the long day.

You glanced up, startled by the sudden compliment. “Just doing my job, Mr. Ricciardo.”

He smirked, leaning back in his chair and running a hand through his messy curls. “How many times have I told you? Call me Daniel. You make me feel like an old man with that ‘Mr. Ricciardo’ stuff.”

You let out a soft laugh, the sound nervous and unsure. “Sorry. Force of habit.”

His gaze lingered on you, the intensity of his brown eyes making your cheeks heat up. “You’re too polite for your own good,” he said, tilting his head slightly. “I’ve noticed that about you.”

You swallowed hard, suddenly hyper-aware of how close the two of you were in the quiet, empty office. “I just… like to keep things professional,” you managed, your voice barely above a whisper.

Daniel raised an eyebrow, the corner of his lips twitching upward in a teasing smirk. “Professional, huh?” He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk. “I’ve seen the way you look at me. The way you blush whenever I catch you staring.”

Your heart stopped, your face flooding with heat as you stammered, “I—I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

He chuckled, the sound low and warm, sending a shiver down your spine. “Relax, I’m just teasing.”

But the way he said it—the way his voice dipped into something softer, something more intimate—made your stomach twist in nervous anticipation.

You tried to focus on your laptop, but you could feel his gaze on you, heavy and unrelenting. After a moment, he pushed his chair back and stood, moving around the desk to stand beside you.

“You’ve been working so hard tonight,” he said, his voice softer now. “Let me take a look.”

You turned to face him, and suddenly, he was much closer than you expected. His tall frame towered over you, and the scent of his cologne—earthy and warm—washed over you, making your head spin.

“I’m fine,” you said quickly, your voice trembling.

His eyes searched yours, a flicker of something dangerous and magnetic flashing in them. “You’re always fine,” he murmured. “Always so polite. So professional.”

Your breath caught as his hand came up, brushing a stray strand of hair from your face. His touch was light, almost hesitant, but it sent a jolt of electricity through you.

“Daniel…” you whispered, your voice trailing off as he leaned in slightly.

“You can tell me to stop,” he said, his voice low and husky. “But I don’t think you want me to.”

You didn’t respond, your mind racing as his hand slid to the back of your neck, his fingers brushing against your skin.

He closed the distance between you, his lips capturing yours in a kiss that was firm and demanding. You froze for a moment, the shock of it rendering you motionless, but then you melted into him, your hands gripping the edge of the desk for support.

The kiss deepened, his tongue sliding against yours as his hand moved to your waist, pulling you up from the chair and into his arms. Your body pressed against his, and you could feel the heat radiating off him, the hard lines of his chest against your softer frame.

“Is this okay?” he murmured against your lips, his breath hot and ragged.

“Yes,” you whispered, your voice trembling with a mixture of nerves and excitement.

His lips curved into a smirk, and he lifted you onto the edge of the desk, his hands sliding under your skirt to grip your thighs. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this,” he said, his voice a low growl.

Your heart raced as his lips trailed down your neck, his teeth grazing your skin and making you gasp. His hands were everywhere—on your thighs, your hips, your waist—each touch igniting a fire in you that you didn’t know existed.

“Daniel,” you gasped, your hands clutching at his shirt. “I’ve never…”

He paused, pulling back to look at you. “Never?”

You shook your head, your cheeks burning with embarrassment.

A flicker of something softer crossed his face, and he cupped your cheek with one hand, his thumb brushing against your skin. “We’ll take it slow,” he said, his voice gentle. “Just tell me if it’s too much.”

You nodded, your trust in him outweighing your nerves.

His lips met yours again, softer this time, as his hands explored your body with reverence and care. He guided you through every moment, his touch confident but patient, making sure you were comfortable as the line between boss and assistant blurred completely.

His lips pressed back to yours, and any hesitation you’d felt melted under his careful, steady touch. Daniel had a way of making you feel at ease, even in this unfamiliar territory, though every inch of your skin was alive with nervous anticipation.

The edge of the desk dug into the back of your thighs as Daniel leaned into you, his body warm and solid against yours. His hands slid beneath the hem of your skirt, his fingers brushing against the sensitive skin of your thighs. Every touch was deliberate, his movements unhurried but full of intent.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured against your lips, his voice breathless and filled with something you couldn’t quite name—admiration, maybe, or even desire.

You swallowed hard, unsure of how to respond. No one had ever looked at you the way he was looking at you now, his gaze dark and heavy with want.

His hands paused just above your knees, his thumbs tracing slow circles on your skin. “Tell me if I need to stop,” he said softly, his brown eyes meeting yours.

You shook your head quickly, your voice coming out in a whisper. “Don’t stop.”

The corner of his mouth lifted in a small, almost disbelieving smile before he leaned down to kiss you again, his lips parting yours as his hands moved higher. He pulled you closer to the edge of the desk, fitting himself between your legs, and the sensation of him pressed so close made you shudder.

“You’ve been driving me crazy,” he admitted, his voice low as he kissed along your jaw, then down the column of your neck. “Every day, sitting across from me, looking like that, being so sweet, so perfect. I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”

Your breath hitched as his hands found the waistband of your panties, his fingers hooking under the delicate fabric. “I never thought you…” You trailed off, your words failing you as his lips found a particularly sensitive spot on your neck.

“I do,” he said simply, his tone full of conviction. “More than you know.”

He lifted you slightly, guiding you to lie back on the desk, your hair spilling over the papers and files scattered across its surface. The cool wood pressed against your back, a stark contrast to the heat of his hands as they roamed over your body.

“This is about you,” Daniel murmured, his voice soft but commanding. “I want to make this good for you. Just tell me what you need.”

His hands moved with deliberate care, exploring every inch of you with a mix of tenderness and hunger that left you breathless. Your nerves began to fade, replaced by a growing sense of confidence as you let yourself get lost in him—in the way he touched you, kissed you, looked at you like you were the only thing in the world that mattered.

As the moments blurred together, you found yourself clutching at his shoulders, your nails digging into his shirt as he pushed you closer and closer to a sensation you’d never experienced before. Daniel seemed to sense every shift in your body, his movements adjusting to match your rhythm, his words a mix of encouragement and praise that left you trembling.

When it was over, he collapsed beside you on the desk, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath. You lay there in silence for a moment, staring up at the ceiling, your body still buzzing with the aftermath of everything that had just happened.

Daniel turned his head to look at you, a soft smile on his face. “You okay?”

You nodded, a small laugh escaping your lips. “More than okay.”

He chuckled, brushing a strand of hair from your face. “Good. Because I don’t think I can go back to pretending this isn’t what I’ve wanted for months.”

Your cheeks flushed, but you couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face. “Me neither.”

He leaned down to kiss you again, this time slow and tender, and you knew that everything between you had changed.

Thank you for reading!

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[ri-afan]

Forever 17 Tim Drake (dpxdc)

Tim being a child or clone of Danny (or other halfa, but probably not Vlad? 🤷🏻‍♂️ Idk you do you) has unknowingly fucked him up (for strictly human standards).

No ghost powers or obvious things, or maybe a slight sneak factor built in when in Super Focus Can’t See Me Mode™️ (helped his photography with the Night Birds), until things changed.

Tim, having now technically died, cannot age. (Or! when he dies he reverts to the age of his first death, but as a vigilante it isn’t obvious and he assumes he’s unaging and just… Durable.)

Legally he’s aged, but physically he’s still about 17. It takes a moment but eventually he has to fight off the ‘Tim Drake: Vampire?!’ rumours and Twilight memes and being from Gotham doesn’t help him.

[demonic0angel]

Prompt: Tim and Dani have a very good vacation in Norway alone

(I got way too into this lmaooo)

Tim looked down at the girl who tried to mug him. “So this is where you recommend going to eat?”

The girl, Dani, looked up at him and raised a hand. He sighed, shook his head a little, and handed her another crisp bill. She smiled and pocketed the cash. Although she was a money-hungry, greedy little thief, she was so ridiculously cute that Tim couldn’t help but forgive her.

Lord help him, his brothers would absolutely tease him ruthlessly for this.

“Yep,” she answered. “The food’s good and the staff here are nice.”

Tim looked at her again. She was wearing worn clothes, and she didn’t look warm enough as she stood there and stared back him, a hint of defiance in her gaze. Tim then turned back to the restaurant and said, “Alright then. You should come with me and recommend some dishes.”

Dani looked befuddled and she glared at him. “Why would I do that?”

“I’ll pay for whatever you want to eat too.”

She relented with only a little hesitation. Tim smirked in victory and followed her inside. As they sat down, Dani ordered everything. He was pleasantly surprised to see her speak such fluent Norwegian despite being American. He had thought she was someone stranded in Norway with no money and had resorted to stealing to get back to US soil, but perhaps it was something else?

He stopped thinking though, as she finished up their order and turned to him.

They stared at each other. He looked at her cat-like eyes, her icy blue irises, her pink lips, her strangely delicate features tinted with a hint of wildness and sharpness like a tiger, her raven hair.

Stephanie would probably laugh at him right now for being down bad. In fact, he had already crossed the line and was already well on his way to being down atrocious.

They observed each other in silence for a long, long moment until Dani eventually frowned, her eyebrows dipping before she snapped, “Why do you keep staring at me!”

“You’re pretty to look at,” Tim said, leaning on his fist.

She blushed bright red. “W-What?!”

Tim smiled. “You’re cute. Did anybody ever tell you that?”

“Screw you!” She hissed like a disgruntled cat. Then she stiffened and said, “I want another twenty dollars!”

Tim smoothly handed her another bill and she turned crimson, but didn’t take it. Tim folded it and put it on the table for her. Dani glared at him and the bill with alternative glances, looking more and more flustered by the second, not knowing what to do with his advances.

Tim felt like he wanted to buy them both tickets back to the US.

Actually, screw it.

“Should I buy you plane tickets so we could go back to the US together?”

Dani hissed with pink cheeks. “Fuck you.”

Tim smirked. “I wish.”

Dani didn’t say anything else until the food arrived. Seafood plates with soup and bread covered the table and filled the air with a delicious aroma, and Dani gave him another light scowl as Tim leaned on his hand and raised an eyebrow.

She pouted at the table before she then mumbled, “I don’t even know you.”

“Then let’s get to know each other,” Tim said. “I’ll pay for the expenses and by the end of it, you’d decide whether or not you want to go back to the US with me.”

Dani grimaced at him, although her face was still pink. Then she finally nodded slowly.

Score! Hah! Who said he couldn’t get a date?!

Tim smiled at her reassuringly as he picked up his spoon. “It’s a deal.”

[ghoulishautism]

I still think TUE would have been more effective story-telling wise if the bad thing Danny did was less directly related with a test that didn't even make sense (how do you cheat on a career assessment test?) and more about him letting his building resentment and under appreciation fester and fueled by Vlad

You know, the thing that was kinda teased in Reign Storm? The "Oh you're just like me teehee" thing? Dude it would have been SO satisfying if they actually made that otherwise random moment actually pay off.

[nottivagos]

CALLING ALL SINGLETONS! ARE THOSE LONELY NIGHTS FEELING LONGER THAN USUAL? THEN THIS AMAZING GETAWAY IS JUST FOR YOU! Come join us on a Singles Cruise tour around luxurious Europe for a week!

Introducing... Singles Cruise AU : DR3

Being freshly out of a divorce is awkward for anyone. The wedding ring still tight on your ring finger as you stand in the port, nervous about the adventure you were about to embark on. You didn't understand why your friends wanted you to go on this little week away, you thought you were coping fine with your rather abrupt divorce until now.

Then Daniel came along. Divorced for over a decade, he was looking to rekindle that flame that burnt deep inside of him whilst he was with his ex. However, being a CEO of a rather large corporate business, ‘settling down’ hasn't exactly been his strong suit. He's no stranger to these little week-long getaways, and is pretty friendly with the staff aboard, so he's gained a reputation for being a heart-throb and player with many of the ladies on deck.

What makes it any different for you?

Divorced CEO!Daniel who notices you nervously waiting around the cruise foyer after boarding the ship. His thick Australian accent noticeable whilst he flashes a large smirk on his face when he introduces himself almost instantly, obviously taking a liking to yourself, before offering you a handshake which lasts a little second too longer than it should've.

Divorced CEO!Daniel who's physical image has stayed unchanged even after his divorce. Linen shirts that fit his figure ever so easily, face cleanly shaven, with maybe a little stubble visible. His hair isn't unruly, it's nicely trimmed and styled, despite the harsh gales you could sometimes experience on the boat’s outside deck.

Divorced CEO!Daniel that just has to be your neighbour on the cruise. He greets you every morning from his balcony as you lounge on your own, cup of coffee in your hands whilst you watch the world go by as the boat sails on. He's taken an interest in you, the ring still on your finger peaking his interest first, before the small talk becomes more casual as the holiday goes on.

Divorced CEO!Daniel who becomes more friendly with you as you start to open up to you. On a day when you're in port, he spontaneously tells you that he's booked a wine tasting experience that he wants to take you on. The whole experience is magical, making you feel alive again in some way, as his arm wraps around your waist uninvited but welcomed by you at the end of your shared day not at sea.

Divorced CEO!Daniel that despite his divorce being due to him prioritising work over his ex, doesn't prioritise work over you. During the duration of the getaway, you have his full attention, watching as his eyes light up or when he lets that iconic laugh fall from his lips as you tell him about yourself over a coffee or something more strong at one of the cafés or bars on deck.

Divorced CEO!Daniel who steals a kiss from you underneath a romantic sunset after a lovely meal in the cruise’s most luxury restaurant on board. He makes sure that you're treated like a queen, before taking a stroll with you hand in hand around the deck, before sealing the night with a loving kiss that you just melt into, the ring around your finger (which is quickly discarded the next day) not even serving as a barrier between you both.

Divorced CEO!Danny who's quite the exhibitionist. He's got the staff wrapped around his finger, so who is he to not break a few rules with you? One late night, you both share a hot tub on deck, sipping cocktails as the sun sets on the sea after a long day sailing. He swims closer to you, hands coming to grope your bikini top whilst he kisses your neck, stubble grazing the skin, murmuring how beautiful you looked all evening— how you were teasing him. Before you know it, you've melted into the hot kiss, his tongue deep in your mouth, suffocating your moans as his calloused fingers are pumping deep into your cunt whilst under the water.

Divorced CEO!Daniel who gets off to the sight of you desperate whilst he's on a business call. On one lazy morning, he'd invited you into his cabin, to which it had escalated dramatically. You were soon hopelessly riding his cock, whining and whimpering into his neck, pleading eyes coming to meet his stern own, as he had his phone pressed snugly to his ear, talking about costs and other business things you didn't understand whilst drunk on the sensation of his cock splitting you open. What didn't help was the cruel smirk he flashed before answering the person on the other end, unbothered by you struggling and begging for a release.

Divorced CEO!Daniel that doesn't mind letting the whole cruise know who you're owned by. If anything, he's proud that he's created a bond with you. (Yes, he's definitely even thinking of proposing), as love bites and bruises blotch your collarbone and exposed skin when you're forced to wear your flowy, revealing summer dresses when it's warm. His arm wrapped snugly around your waist as he pressed more kisses to your neck, especially over the marks on your skin, smirking as he does so, feeling accomplished by the marks he's left behind.

Divorced CEO!Daniel who is definitely an ass man. He loves grabbing it at any given opportunity, especially when you're not expecting it, watching you squirm, face flushing with embarrassment or when you gasp slightly whenever he pinches, grips or slaps it without any warning. But Divorced CEO!Daniel who's also a tit man. He loves playing with your boobs, cupping them with ease in his palms, watching you moan as he toys with your sensitive nipples, rolling them in circular motions with his thumbs whenever he's got you alone in his cabin.

bon voyage, my dearest followers! like the singles cruise au? fancy sending me an ask in my ask box so divorced ceo!danny can be brought to life even more! - notti <3