#Danny is a space engineer

[bluerosefox]

Gray and Graysons

One of the Bats has a secret. Something they never told to the others.

They were so very young but they have memories of a sibling, so small and tiny. They remember the burst of warmth they had in their heart when they held the tiny baby for just a moment.

But they weren’t allowed to keep them, their family couldn’t raise them. Money was tight, just enough for three but not for four, despite their shows always bringing in a crowd it was getting harder and harder for the world to be wowed by them in the new age and their sibling was too small and tiny and needed to be cared in a single place than for them to be on the road. Their lifestyle was not good for his tiny sibling apparently.

They had to watch as their parents gave his sibling away to people in suits, them promising to give his baby brother to a loving family when they find a ‘home’ for him. He watched his parents try to be strong only for his mother to break down once the car left down the road, his father holding her and apologizing, the rest of the circus troupe all silently coming over to give the heartbroken family condolences.

Richard ‘Dick’ Grayson had tears running down his face when he last saw his baby brother.

A brother he got to name before he had to be given away.

Daniel ‘Danny’ Grayson.

-x-x-

Dick never told the others. If anyone dug deep into his past they might find his brother’s birth records maybe, if someone got around to digitizing the paperwork for him but given the fact he was placed in the US childcare systems just a few days after his birth and the fact that Dick was still pretty young they most likely believed he didn’t remember his baby brother now. Not after so many years.

But they were wrong, Dick remembers. And he kept the secret close to his heart and memories.

And the only physical evidence he had was a single picture of him holding his brother, a smile on his tiny face towards their father who had taken the photo of them together. When he had lost his parents, lost most of the things that connected him to them, to his past in the circus that had been his whole life, had been taken from him in Gotham’s ruthless childcare system, he held on tight to the picture in secret. Hid it away from anyone trying to rip it from him, hid it from Bruce when the man took him in days later, hid it from Alfred despite how gentle the butler was towards him. He couldn’t, wouldn’t risk losing his photo at the time, he hadn’t trusted anyone and by the time he did he didn’t have the heart to reveal it.

So yes, the existence of his baby brother Danny was his most guarded and best kept secret.

So that’s why Dick, as Nightwing, nearly died from a heart attack when leaving a Justice League meeting he spotted a familiar face among one of the new engineers working in the Watchtower.

It was like seeing a young version of himself. Only, Dick could see that the young man was more than a copy of him, so much more than a clone. He held many traces of John Grayson but also had a bit more of Mary Grayson than Dick did. Small details that Dick foggely remembers taking note when he had held his baby brother.

“Hey, hurry up with that report Gray!” Shouted the head engineer from down the hall, his hand beckoning the young adult to come over.

“Coming! And boss, I told you Danny is fine!” Danny shouted back before hurriedly leaving a stunned Nightwing.

[flamingpudding]

Glitterbombs for rogues

A/N: I got sick over the holidays. So I did not do any of the writing I originally wanted to do. So instead of that Christmas Story you get this Mark Rober inspired little tidbit.

Tim had a new favorite Engineer Youtube. The boy was a bit younger than him but a genius Engineer judging by the hand full of videos Tim had marathoned through. According to the listed self-introduction part of the video, Danny was currently an engineering student in Gotham with the goal to work one day for NASA. (Tim held out some hopes that he maybe could snag the kid for WE if possible. He had already sent out an internship offer after the third video he had watched)

Either way, Danny had potential and ideas that borderlined on mad science. But made his videos of his little projects even more entertaining and interesting to watch. Tim's favorite so far was Danny's explanation on how he reconstructed his toaster so that it would launch itself into space after the third his roommate burned toast with it. He did buy his roommate a new toaster at the end of the video though.

Still Tim liked this guy and his videos. So with anticipation he clicked on one of the newer videos. The title having caught his attention: 'Why Glitter'.

Instead of the usual introduction bit with little highlights of Danny's previous project the video started out with a big fat warning in red letter to not attempt to replicate anything in the video. That had Tim very curious already, but then a little video clip following that had Tim spitting out the coffee he was just sipping from.

Thankfully he missed spitting on his phone, still he jumped out of his cozy bed where he had been watching YouTube on his phone and hurried over to his laptop. The video, meanwhile, was continuing playing. He could hear the usual music from the introduction part as well as Danny's voice explaining his reasosn -which were valid, Tim had to agree with some of them- once that part was done.

By now he had fired up his laptop and was researching. The video in the background was explaining how Danny had build his Glitterbombs similar to the once another youtuber had but slightly modified them since he was not going to use fart-spray. Tim eyes widened as he found the first correlating news articles, wondering how they hadn't seen them sooner, but a glance at the date revealed that they were only posted a couple of hours ago.

Danny in the video was no explaining about his fist chooses victim and Tim dived onto his bed from his desk to get his phone back in his hands. Wide eyed, he watched as Danny obviously with a GoPro strapped to his head, crawled through what looked like an air vent. Once he reached an opening he looked through the slits into what appeared to be Riddlers hide out. Danny took the Camara of his head so that he could grin into it making the sign for silence as he barely contained his own chuckles. The other then waited for a moment, the camera work now getting wonky and the video even glitching out but a second later Danny was back in focuse before pointing down and then directing the Camara to his view. There in Riddlers hideout now sat Danny's self engineered glitterbomb.

"No he didn't..." Tim muttered as the video cut to a different scene. Danny was now walking through the sewers, humming cheerfully while explaining why he chose who he choose.

Another cut and... Tim spluttered. How the hell did Danny manage to just walk into Arkam?! So he hadn't seen wrong at the beginning of the video.

Growing paller with every cut on how Danny delivered his self-engineered Glitter bombs, Tim started to fear for his new favorite youtubers safety. Thankfully he had already done his work on Danny's person when he sent the internship offer. Now he just needed to get Danny to freaking safty.

He dragged himself to his laptop still in disbelieve as various clips of the rogues getting glitterbombed from the bombs perspective started playing. And yep, he definitely didn't see wrong now in the beginning. The Joker was one of Danny's chooses victums. Aside from the fact that he was so going to download and save that video for eternity as well as share it with his brothers and friends, (because as funny as it was that most of them were Gotham rogues, Luther and another millionaire by the name of Masters had also been made victims.), he still had to figure out how to ensure this definitely insane youtubers safer from the warmth of 90% of their rogues now.

Great newly discovered favorite youtuber has just painted a big fat red target on himself.

Tim was just about to call everyone in when a bonus at the end of Danny's video started to play.

He recognized that safe house.

He recognizes the weapons displayed on the walls also.

Oh... that's...

Still laughing Tim still sent out a message to everyone. When asked why all he did was sent them the link to the video with to timestamps.

The first one of the Joker getting glitterbombed

The second one being Red Hood getting glitterbombed.

[thelandswemadeofpaper]

It can be in the NASA still

[plainclothesdisaster]

DPxDC Mechanical Engineer Danny

Danny caught the attention of Batman while studying at Gotham University for his alternative energy projects. He’s hired right out of college to work on the Watchtower.

He shows absolutely no tell of his abilities till there’s a dire situation- Flash’s electric discharge messes with one of his projects in progress and the whole base would have lost air pressure if he hadn’t done a quick fix using telekinesis and ice.

Of course Batman notices.

Batman assumes the worst- he suspects Danny’s a rogue of some kind, someone who has infiltrated the Justice League with an ulterior motive. But he can’t just fire Danny now- he’s the only one who knows how the new Watchtower energy source works. Plus, he’s not letting Danny go anywhere until he’s figured out his true motives.

Cue Batman subtly testing Danny- tossing things at him to trigger inhuman fast reflexes, having him lift too-heavy machinery, setting up convenient opportunities to steal or snoop or otherwise be up to no good. Danny does take advantage but only once, to use a computer terminal with unlocked clearance. He didn’t plant any bugs that Barman could find, and he otherwise kept up his powerless civilian act perfectly.

Still, Batman’s not satisfied. He brings an infrasonic sound emitter to Danny’s lab one day, and that, of all things, is what gets Danny to break.

“I know what you’re doing,” Danny admits with a sigh, finally. “If you’re really that suspicious of me, I can leave, but I kinda like my job so I’d prefer not to. The benefits are insane compared to what’s standard.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Sure. yeah. How about you turn off the freaking noise generator and we can talk?”

“Hm.” Batman obliges, and he takes the stool next to Danny at his gesture.

“Number one, I’m not a meta. Despite all the data and conclusions you’ve probably drawn otherwise. Number two, I’m on your side. I’m here to work on the base, that’s it. I follow your rules to the letter.”

“The-“

“The classified files I looked at? Yeah that was the one exception. You already know what I looked at, I’m sure, but maybe you haven’t figured out why. It goes back to point one- I may not be a meta, but I am something that organization, the GIW, cares about. I looked at your files on them to sus out your relations. Seeing as I don’t particularly love being the victim to twelve degrees of human rights violations if I can avoid it.”

“Hm.” The Ghost Intelligence Ward was one of many government agencies that the Justice League hadn’t worked closely with. But they also hadn’t been flagged for Justice League investigation. Danny’s comments made him doubt that call.

“Any other questions?”

“If you’re not a meta, what are you?”

“I’m an engineer. A pretty decent one. And I’d really, really like it to stay that way.”

Batman considers, and ultimately lets him stay. He likes Danny (everyone likes Danny), and it would be a massive pain in the ass to replace him. He really is a good engineer.

It’s only much later that his faith in Danny is repaid in spades.

Batman finds Danny on the Watchtower command bridge. Alarms are blaring, the station has been knocked out of orbit, out the window there’s shrapnel floating everywhere as a space battle rages around them.

On the station it’s chaos. Technicians run around, shouts from the med bay, sparks from the walls.

Batman and Danny stand at the main controls, watching the battle outside, stoic, unmoving.

Wonder Woman’s harried voice crackles through on coms: “We need backup.”

“There is no more backup.” Batman replies, while looking pointedly at Danny.

“What?”

Batman doesn’t move.

“What.”

“The impact from Darkseid’s initial attack should have sent this station on a terminal trajectory toward the planet.”

“Well. We aren’t currently plummeting to our deaths, so turns out it didn’t do that.”

“You did something.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You’re lying.”

“Maybe Superman nudged us back on course in all the chaos.”

“I’ve been watching the trackers. No one else with the capability has come near the station.”

“Can’t you just be grateful we got lucky?”

Sounds of peril screech over the coms. Danny’s face scrunches.

“Luck had nothing to do with it. As it is now, we are going to lose this fight.”

“Isn’t there anyone else you can call?”

“I’m asking you. You can help, can’t you?”

The glare-off lasts a long moment more before Danny breaks.

“Fuck. Fuckity fuck.” Danny runs his hands through his hair. “Shit. You don’t know what you’re asking.”

“I’m asking you to save this and countless other worlds from a genocide. I’m also asking you to save my friends.”

Danny looks at him, hard, weary, and with a kind of deep resolve that feels far too ancient to be on the face of a supposed twenty-something.

“Fine. Fine. Okay.” He steps back and transforms. If Batman is surprised when he shakes off his human appearance like an old coat, he doesn’t show it. But what’s undeniable is the being in Danny’s place has the unmistakable presence of power.

“No one else can know.” His voice echoes in a way that’s sonically impossible, both sounding closer and further away than he should be.

He pulls a gear-shaped medallion seemingly out of thin air and puts it over his head in one motion.

“If I get in trouble for this, I’m blaming you.”

He vanishes. Outside, the shape of the battle changes instantly. The stars seem to glow brighter as the arms of the galaxy flash with the colors of the aurora. Then it’s like the void of space itself comes alive. It moves the spaceships back like they’re toys, plucking them from one side of the field to the other. It finds Darkseid at the heart of the chaos and massive arms of nothingness and darkness wrap around him. He’s screaming as it swallows him whole.

His armies scatter. The battle turns. The JL deal with the stragglers, but the air of relief is palpable.

Danny reappears next to Batman, once again donning his grease-stained coveralls. Arms folded.

“Happy?”

It took all of five minutes. Less, probably. Batman tamps down a thousand questions.

“Thank you.”

“I’m gonna need two weeks off minimum.” Danny snaps. “One to deal with the bureaucratic nightmare you’ve just caused me, and another to recover from the headache.”

Batman blanks. “Granted.”

Danny sighs. “And I’m not fixing the station until I’m back. It won’t fall out of the sky as is. Make up whatever excuse you want.”

“Done.” He considers. “I would prefer to tell them the truth. That you saved us.”

Danny glares. “I’m not supposed to save you. I made a pact not to use my power to influence the mortal realm.”

“A pact with who?”

Danny rolls his eyes. “The embodiment of Time. The concept of Justice. Among others.” He smirks at Batman’s confusion.

“And what, exactly, does that make you?”

He stands, framed by the space window, haloed by the stars. “I’ll give you three guesses.”

Batman frowns.

“Look. I like you guys. I like working on your base. I like supporting the work you do. But you can not go factoring me in to any of your plans or contingencies. This was a one time thing.

“So to answer your question again: I’m an engineer.”

[r3ynah]

DANNY NO—

Despite popular opinion, Danny and Paulina did become good friends after graduation, with Paulina not going to college but instead becoming a famous model and actor loved and adored by everyone in Metropolis, and Danny being able to study Aerospace engineering at Gotham passing with flying colors a real contrast when they were in junior high and while also interning at Wayne Enterprises, and it was working unbelievable well for the both of them.

They would try to meet up once a month, with being miles away from their hometown Danny was the only person she could rely on when something went downhill, they floated towards each other in search of any sort of comfort and normality—well what they consider normal that is.

They would pick between Gotham or Metropolis just to meet in a cafe and just chat about anything, Paulina asks about Sam and Tucker, but mostly Sam (the both of them had enemies to friends to lovers to enemies phase and no one can change my mind bout that, and the both of them are still yearning for each other).

after all these years she sees Danny more as a brother rather than a dorky weirdo who is uncharacteristically obsessed with space, but she loves him—but don't tell him that, and Danny also loves and sees Paulina as family, he knows that even when she complains about how he dresses she will always be there to accompany him shopping( with the excuse that'll she'll die if she's seen by anybody near him, in her words she said that he looked like he dressed himself in the dark, which is fair) and keeping him sane by forcing him to sleep when Tucker, Sam, and Jazz were too busy with their jobs and studies.

Most importantly Danny is there to protect her, sometimes she even offers to pay Danny to be her Bodyguard at galas which he refuses, this is also the reason why she sometimes gets protective of Danny, because if you won't let her pay then she'll just do the same but tenfold— she knows Danny can protect himself but the amount of time she gets emergency calls from the man when he gets injured by the GIW really puts her off.

And it certainly doesn't help when one of there meet ups at Gotham, vigilantes seemed to be around every corner and overly nosy 'civilians' who at first she thought they were there for her, well they did use her as an excuse to get close with the request of signing an autograph but she knew better.

with the way their gaze are fixed on Danny, and their stances always stiff like they're prepared to attack if the skinny man in front of her pick up a butter knife, this was the same in metropolis it bothered her that they were eyeing her friend with such skeptical stares, but at least she knew that the heroes that resides in metropolis won't do anything rash after all, she is famous and with one bad tweet of them from her on twitter she can definitely turn half of the population against them.

But in Gotham? she doesn't really know how the people and economy work, she has supporters there she knew that but they weren't so keen on turning their backs on their vigilantes which were the only ones that really tried protecting them, she's just an actress from another city she knew that she won't have the upper hand here, so she just keeps her head low and make sure that Danny is safe and doesn't get harmed.

It's not like Danny is some sort of rogue, yes his parents are mad scientist and all— but Danny knows better than to follow their steps, for Ancients sake Danny was the beloved vigilante of Amity Park he was there when it all went bad, when no one was there to save them he was there, he was the hope of their town—their god.

So she will rain hell upon earth if ever one of the people that named themselves 'heroes' try to lay a finger on Danny— Fuck her reputation she couldn't care less.

So why? Just Why did he get the attention of vigilantes? and the bats nonetheless, she couldn't keep her curiosity at bay, so she asks.

"Oh them? well, I kinda made my way to their watchlist when I decided to pass my half-assed research all about: 'travelling different alternate universes with the usage of Lazarus waters' " he causally uttered as he picked off the cherry tomatoes out of his plate and onto Paulina's

"did you know ectoplasm here is more commonly known as Lazarus waters? cause I didn't, and when I tried to research more about it online I was stopped by a fire wall, which was embarrassingly easy to get through, and you know what was more embarrassing? it wasn't even worth it, the collected data I gathered was not even 1/4 of the things my parents researched, and I'm speaking about the scientifically correct things"

WHat. Paulina looked at him speechless, "Danny no…"

"Danny, yes.." he cheekily answered, amused by Paulina's stunned face "Boy— you better be joking because I will actually call Jazz"

"Please don't—" poor Danny he looked like he was one second away from passing out and sleeping on the table, who knew being watched by vigilantes has a much bigger toll on his body than when he died.

A/N: Oh noo… Danny being seen as a god by overprotective and devoted Amity Parkers, Oh no…. Guys— I didn't know what happened i was just listening to random things and then Hozier started playing, and now we have this.

[kenniesf1]

the people we meet on vacation (pt.1) | OP81

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pairing: oscar piastri x singer!reader (smau!)

summary: oscar and his childhood best friend, whose families always vacationed together, haven't seen each other in forever. maybe the f1 2025 season summer break is the time for them to rekindle?

tropes: friends to lovers, fluff, angst, social media, based loosely off of people we meet on vacation by emily henry

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user1 i'm her biggest fan, your honor

user2 can't be you bc oscar had this post liked within SECONDS

user1 i fear their fans know before they know ...

gracieabrams girl get out of london and INTO THE STUDIO liked by author

rolemodel hey there lover 😏

yn.jpg i heard you're SOBER now????

lilymhe silverstone is an hour and 35 by car, lovely!

yn.jpg i know what you're doing

alex_albon pls yn don't, if you're here, she'll forget all about me

lilymhe who is alex?

alex_albon IT'S COMMENCING

oscarpiastri name three smiths songs 🤓

yn.jpg name three people who like you (boom roasted)

oscarpiastri you do

yn.jpg I INTRODUCED YOU TO THEM

yn.jpq wait i thought you'd be much more aggressive

user3 yn in london, oscah at silverstone--let lily be right 🙏

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yn.jpg yn and oscar reunion at the british grand prix!!! snuck that silly photo of osc before mclaren got mad at me for taking photos in the garage...

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mclaren you're off with a warning

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user4 GUYS DID YOU SEE HOW CUTE THEY LOOK TOGETHER

user5 when yn was walking in and oscar just LEFT the convo w his engineers to say hello KILL ME

user4 they're my parents

user6 i need the oscar to my yn STAT

lando what a sofishticated post

yn.jpg we all miss danny 😓

alexandrasaintmleux pretty pretty girllll

yn.jpg lovely lovely lady

pierregasly can i get tickets for your next tour, kika wants to go

yn.jpg anything for kika 🤭

pierregasly hold your horses

user7 can they just kiss

user8 bro they're good friends, why does every boy-girl friendship have to become a relationship?

user9 not every but YNOSCAR??? yes it does

user8 weird

oscarpiastri missed you

yn.jpg you could make it more believable

oscarpiastri I MISSED YOU A LOT

yn.jpg that's more like it 😋

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f1 Your drivers, enjoying their summer break, hope you enjoy yours!

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user10 AWW ALEX IS PROBABLY GOLFING WITH LILY

user11 i need to play paddel with lestappen

user12 they're just gonna be making love eyes at each other

lando yes. they will.

user12 ARIANA WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

scuderiaferrari competitive on and off the track

georgerussell63 that's me and my girlfriend

user13 girl we've BEEN knowing

yn.jpg expect oscar on vacation pics 🫡

f1 🫡

user14 YNOSCAR ARE TOGETHER?!?!?!!?

user15 ya yn has said in interviews that she and oscar have gone on vacation together since they were kids

user14 hold me im gonna faint

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user1 THEY'RE IN GREECEEEEEE

user2 yn having a mamma mia summer

lilymhe couldn't you have taken me with you?

alex_albon im right next to you, at least PRETEND to care

lilymhe i can love two people

carlossainz55 buy me a house in mykonos! liked by author

mclaren don't let him eat too much gyro!!!!

yn.jpg too late, he's a fatty

oscarpiastri ☹️

user16 i can't w the people who say they're dating--THIS IS SO FRIENDSHIP CORE

oscarpiastri red journal is running out of space

olliebearman i'll buy her a new one, yn's feeding us

oscarpiastri oh who is you?

user3 i love him your honor

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oscarpiastri greece sounds like fleetwood mac, yn said. i said i didn't know fleetwood mac. hence, an hour of her playing the guitar. slide 3 👍

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user16 guys... it's not even funny anymore

user17 the FIRST slide totally confirms it

user8 yeah i was against it at first buuuuuuuut... slide 1 doesn't lie

user16 join us

lando did you see that reel i sent you

oscarpiastri no :p

user19 oscar = kimi raikonnen

charles_leclerc son, why was your father not invited?

oscarpiastri yn hates you 😰

yn.jpg stfu ugly ass hoe, i stan charles

lewishamilton nice

user19 that's the most you're ever getting out of lewis

liamlawson did you jetski?

oscarpiastri yes it was very good

yn.jpg oscar was holding on and he fell like five times

user20 GUYS HE WAS HOLDING HER!!!!

logansargeant i guess oscar hates me because I VISITED FOR A DAY #justiceforme #photographer

yn.jpg #don'tusehashtagsweirdo

oscarpiastri thank you for the photo logan :)

yn.jpg i look quite pretty, put it on my raya 🥰

oscarpiastri yes and no. in that order pls.

july 11th, 2025 - 23:08

oscar was sitting on the patio attached to their small cabin, poking the uncooperative fire. their campsite was full of young people, just like them, their hoots and hollers and fast pop music echoing throughout the area. parties were never oscar's ideal way of spending an otherwise perfect night, and, luckily, they weren't yn's. she was still inside, washing the salt water and sand from her hair--considering she was taking ages, oscar knew he'd be asked to help untangle the insistent strands later on. he'd help, but he didn't really want to.

since seeing yn at silverstone, something had felt... strange. he didn't dare to assume that it was strange in a bad way, or that, after two decades of knowing each other, they were falling out. but he didn't like the ambiguity either. he wished he could put his hand on the pulse of this change, learn its rhythms and find a way to ride the storm. however, it seemed that only he had noticed it. yn was still floating around, a dream in her hand and a smile on her face, oblivious to what was glaring for oscar.

their house was too small. he couldn't breathe. not air, anyway--yn's floral perfume wafted around, basically etching her name into his lungs. her clothes were found in every nook and cranny of the home, reminding him of her continuous presence. her humming--which she thought he couldn't hear, but he could--made its way into his mind, altering the way he thought and listened and even walked.

strange.

"hey," yn interrupted, stepping through the door onto the patio. she wore the funny capybara slippers he had bought her when they visited argentina, but apart from that, she looked too good for a random friday night. too good for just him to see. her hair hadn't been dried, sitting in natural curls and making her stripped quarter sleeve wet. her hands were holding two mugs, so her hairbrush was in between her teeth. oscar knew she'd ask. she dropped the brush onto the couch, "what are you thinking so hard about?"

his eyebrows furrowed. "do i look like i'm thinking hard?" he put the rod for the fire down, leaning back into his cushioned chair. this attempt at nonchalance was easily noticeable and a massive failure.

"you're always thinking," she commented, sitting down in the seat next to him. her hands naturally went to the ends of her hair, running through them. "you think a lot." seeing the look on oscar's face, she added, "not in a bad way."

his eyes stayed on her for a second longer before dropping it. "here," he said, extending his hand, "give me the brush. let me help." she shrugged, lightly chucking the hairbrush towards him. instead of going to sit in front of oscar, however, yn hopped up, walked over to the corner, and grabbed the rickety guitar she'd left there earlier.

"i'll compensate you with music," she stated, taking her place in front of him. oscar moved his legs to make space, and immediately yn's hands reached for the strings, playing a beautiful melody he found uncannily familiar. as he began to brush through her hair, oscar did his very best to be gentle--if he so much as pulled on one hair, the gorgeous music yn was playing would stop.

the brushing continued until the lyrics began, "all i knew, this morning when i woke, is i know something now, know something now, i didn't before," yn softly sang, so focused on her fingerpicking that she didn''t even notice oscar stopped brushing. just for a second. she kept going. "cause all i know is you said hello, and your eyes looked like coming home. all i know is a simple name, and everything has changed."

the song ended far too quickly. when it did, yn turned her head just a bit, making eye contact with oscar. her eyes were so wide, so vulnerable, that he almost felt bad that he'd listened to her sing. it was, again, strange. she sung for crowds of thousands, but was scared to for him?

everything really had to have changed, he thought.

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maxverstappen1 terrible joke

user21 MAX YOU CAN'T DISRESPECT YN LN!!!!

user22 i'm getting tired of these games yn

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user23 i swear to god i will unfollow... this is ynoscarbaiting

user1 let's cancel them for not dating

user8 real

user1 you hated the ynoscar train literally 5 days ago

user8 i decided to be realistic 😐

reneerapp gorgeous girl and ... oscar

yn.jpg he's the gorgeous girl and i'm oscar

pierregasly fraNCe 🇫🇷

isackhadjar fraNCe 🥖

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lando danny ric hath awakened with dad jokes like that

user23 lando bringing up danny all the time is so me

user24 haunting the narrative like jackie taylor

user9 he loves danny more than christian horner or netflix do

oscarpiastri at a loss for words with the first photo

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user25 PLEASE STOP WITH THIS SHIT RIGHT NOW

user26 take away their instagram privileges

user27 on my roommate's wifi?

july 14th, 2025 - 13:42

yn had always had a crush on oscar. she wasn't afraid to admit it. in fact, it had lasted so long that the stage of denial that used to exist felt more like a hazy fever dream than a memory. she leaned into his touch too much, she saw him when she closed her eyes too much, she missed him too much. she tried being distant, she tried hinting, she tried. considering they were just friends, it hadn't worked.

yn had made her peace with only having oscar as a friend. but it was on days like this that she felt immense jealousy for the lucky girl who'd be able to see him fall asleep and hear his morning voice for the rest of her blessed days. right now, oscar was laying on their picnic blanket, flipping through a bukowski and occassionally taking a sip of his coffee. yn was supposed to be reading too--she planned this outing so she could binge read song of solomon. but right now, the convoluted story of milkman and guitar paled in comparison to the simple sight before her.

it was never difficult to know that oscar would never happen for her. it was always difficult for her to have to remind herself.

"can you pass the chocolate?" he asked, hazel eyes still glued to the pages. yn did as she was asked, doing so in a way that didn't intersect with her admiration of the man next to her. it was only when their hands brushed--a completely unimportant moment, one they had shared a million times over--that oscar's eyes left his novel and turned to yn. "what?"

yn pondered what to say, ashamed that she didn't feel ashamed. her best best friend caught her staring. she didn't mind. she should've. "have i ever told you how gorgeous you are?" she asked in a way that seemed genuinely shocked that she hadn't. "i feel like you should know."

his face softened, hands naturally lowering the book to shift his body towards her. "we don't usually talk like that," yn noted, running a hand through her hair in feigned casualness. "i know that. but it's true. and we say things that are true."

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yn.jpg came to copenhagen!!!! oscar has been enabling my tourist-y magnet addicition, send help in the form of money (so he isn't the enabler, you are!!!)

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user24 oscar liked this within 6 seconds, just putting it out there 🤷🏽‍♀️

user25 everyone but yn and oscar know what we know

user7 they're not in the room where it happens

user26 even though they ARE the room where it happens

iamrebeccad cutie!!!!!

yn.jpg 😏

user27 guys i fear yn is just flirty with everyone

user28 but it's MORE THAN FLIRTING it's psychological warfare

oscarpiastri i'll buy you even more magnets when we get to italy 🫶🇮🇹

yn.jpg i like shiny things BUT

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user29 bro has her quoting taylor, she's cooked

gracieabrams i felt summoned by this post

yn.jpg i chanted "gracie ABrams" before posting

olivieblake hello!!!!!

yn.jpg send the arc for the new book over here 🫦

ediepiastri oscah got sad he wasn't featured, treat him kindly tonight, he's sensitive 🤧

oscarpiastri 🤡

maxverstappen1 have you been practicing paddel oscar?

yn.jpg mate, ask in private chat

maxverstappen1 ok

rasmus.hoejlund glad you visited liked by author

user30 getout

user31 DON'T PLAY WITH ME

user4 RED ALERT

yn.jpg i challenge arthur_leclerc to go on the amazing race w me

osarpiastri take me, i'm your best friend

user8 THE FRIEND ZONE NO

lando the things i could say

hattiepiastri yn text me rn

oscarpiastri i swear to our lord and savior julian casablancas

yn.jpg got something to hide, osc?

part two coming soon.......

[ellerial]

Yeah, Danny is smart af and learned a lot by helping his parents and altering their inventions to not be so murdery, but he's also learned a lot from the various denizens of the realms. So this guy's not only an engineer and inventor, he's also an artificer with knowledge and techniques from the infinite realms of infinite possibilities (as long as the physics of the dimension you're in mesh, it works!). Constantine might think tech and magic don't mix, but add a little ecto and anything is possible.

And of all the inventions that Danny's created, his most used go on what looks like a janitors keychain. It's got a collapsible thermos, a collapsible mace, 2 laser lipsticks and his more magical toys. The barrier Tuck and he invented is created by little nickle sized nodes that pop out of a cylindrical tube like mentos. The illusion breaker is a tiny hammer whose metal shimmers oddly in the right light (be careful when using against livings that are under an illusion. That was not fun to clean up, Sam). But his favorite are the chapstick looking stamps that he created using all his knowledge and a little help from his ghostly mentors.

All the stamps run on realms magic and the internal ink is powered by his own ecto. He's got a one time use summoning sigil that can be stamped on any surface (preferably something you're down to destroy). Tear up the sigil and boom! Danny at your service! (Cannot be copied or replicated and can only work if stamped by Danny or one of his fraid.)

He's also got a temporary anti-overshadow runic stamp. Works for 72 hours or until it's washed off with his personal sigil removal wash. No, he can't make it a permanent anti-overshadow stamp. Do you know what that would do to your own soul?? Let that shit breathe, homie. On the same note, don't constantly wear any specter deflectors for the same reason! You're blocking almost all ecto and that's part of life, too, ya know? Ecto is good for the soul~ literally.

He has two favorites. One is a quantum spatial hexcode that, when stamped on a wall, show the view of space as if the wall, trees, earth, everything was no longer there (lasts 4 hours). The other was an instant jolt of caffeine like you just had 5 shots of espresso. He's saved so much money from going to the café even if he misses the actual taste.

Right now he's working on one that works like a laser pointer where you point and click and it'll stamp whatever you were pointing at. He's gonna make it so it can change the color of ectoplasm, specifically to make the Observants different colors and patterns whenever they bug him to solve whatever inane problem they have next. Greg is gonna be plaid one of these days, you'll see! Show them what happens when ya keep trying to bother a guy about paperwork by popping into existence while he's on the can. No manners at all.

[clockwayswrites]

Birds and Birds and Bird, part 48

masterpost cw: cannon typical violence, pls no editing or concrit <3

Tim woke up with the smell of chlorophyll still burning his nose. Wherever he was, it was cold. A hard surface bit into the side of his arms. Stone, not concrete, he figured by how smooth it was. There were ropes around his ankles and wrists, because of course there were.

“Timothy Drake, do you know why you are here?” A voice asked, echoing through the space.

Tim managed to twist his head in their direction. Or several thems.

“The Mad Hatter is throwing a masquerade party?” Tim asked with a warble in his voice. He didn’t have to work at seeming terrified. He was terrified. The owl masked figures surrounding him would rightfully terrify anyone who knew. The Court of Owls was very real, and they were there.

“Hardly,” the figure with the gold barn owl mask scoffed. “That fool was a useful source of information and a handy distraction.”

“With his actions in the spotlight, there were plenty of shadows cast for us to act in,” the one with the screech owl mask added with poorly restrained glee.

Tim wished he knew less about what different owls looked like. The rest of the figures stayed deep in the darkness, deep enough that Tim could only assume that they were Talons.

“Why were you after me?” Tim asked “Why am I here?”

“You are here, because a debt is owed,” the barn owl said.

“A debt?” Tim asked even as a worrying though settled into the back of his brain. “I’m seventeen! I don’t have any debts!”

Which was a bit of a lie. Tim, or rather Red Robin, had plenty of favors that he owed and was owed, but none of them were with the fucking Court of Owls. Which only could mean…

“A debt of the blood is a debt of your own,” the screech owl said, still viscously gleeful.

“Jack Drake came to us for the means to save his precious company, a company too much ignored while he was away playing archaeologist. He was to pay us in certain artifacts of interest,” the barn owl explained. “And yet now he is dead, and the debt has gone unpaid.”

“You were his contingency,” the screech owl explained. “The first born given up without hesitation as backing. And now we have come to call.”

“You are finally old enough to be taken for payment,” the barn owl said. He unfolded his arms from the sleeves of his dark robe. An ornately wrought blade glinted in his hand. “You will be our most glorious Talon yet.”

-

He had to focus.

The city was so loud. Loud and busy and full. It was like trying to find a needle in a haystack.

No, no. It wasn’t. Tim was one of his now. Tim was one of his and that meant that Danny could find him. He just needed to focus.

Think of it like a engineer. There’s was too much noise in the data. He had to either remove the noise, which he couldn’t do, or strengthen the signal. The signal, Tim had to have become part of his ‘fraid. Tim was part of Phantom now.

Danny took off running, uncaring of the people he pushed past.

Uncaring of the wings that were bursting from his back.

Of the shouts of surprise.

There!

Down that alley, across the street, another, a turn, an alley—

A dead end.

No. There hidden in the shadows a manhole with a glinting brass owl on it.

Danny yanked the cover off with taloned hands, pulling it off of mechanics that he didn’t have time to figure out.

A dark tunnel was behind it. Danny pulled his wings tight against his back and pressed forward.

-

“So, ah, not actually a debt of blood!” Tim said before he had even managed to get his mind around the fact that they wanted to use him as a Talon. “Jake Drake wasn’t my father, blood wise, which means I wasn’t his first born son.”

“A shame for you that you still care the weight of his name, then,” the barn owl says. They stroke the blade in a way that makes Tim shudder.

“I’m a Wayne now,” Tim argued.

The one with the blade stepped closer.

He just had to stall. Danny must have noticed; he would have called Bruce. All Tim needed was time. He had to keep them talking. “What—what’s a Talon?”

“Our elite assassins. It is an honor to be one of them,” the screech owl said.

“Assassin? You want me to be an assassin?!” Tim asked as he he hadn’t been trained by assassins. The Court of Owls very much did not need to know that about him.

“Not want,” the screech owl cooed, “We will make you into one. You will be our Talon. Golden and glorious. You will finally have a worthwhile purpose.”

“Happy with my current purpose!” Tim said sincerely. “I’m really don’t see how I can be an assassin. I mean, the only sport I do is skateboarding! And I still fall off that thing!”

The screeched owl chuckled. The sound was distorted by the mask and the subterranean space. “We will take you and train you and mold you into one.”

“It’s quite a process,” the barn out said calmly, “but first you have to be dead.”

-

Each branch of the tunnels looked the same. But they weren’t. There had to be a way to tell. There had to be a way to get to Tim. He had to focus.

Danny closed his eyes. He needed to stop relying on what he saw. He needed to focus on what he felt.

Dashed down the tunnels, following the tug of connection. Wings pressed against the walls of the tunnel. His many hands—talons—hands clawed against the brick and concrete, pulling him forward rapidly.

Tim was HIS and he was close.

-

“Wait!” Tim struggled against the ropes. Secret identities by damned, Tim needed to be gone now. “I have to be more use in some other way. Drake Industries—”

“Is a subsidiary of Wayne Enterprise now.”

“But I have a trust fund!”

“And we have ways of getting that money if we had need of it. I assure you, it isn’t hard.”

“I—”

“We already have plans for you. After all, who better to slip through Bruce Wayne’s defenses than a long missing son?” the screech owl cackled. “And with you, the only heir who would have been able to do anything of use with Wayne Enterprise gone…”

“Surely you can see now, why it has to be you.”

“Please! My real father—”

“Your real father will have a son to mourn,” the barn owl hissed.

The way the ornate knife slipped between Tim’s ribs was almost gentle. It pulled a soft, soundless gasp from Tim.

He wondered if it would be he last.

[dclovesdanny]

DcxDp prompts

Dan/Danny/Dani additions 1/5

Danny is adoption bait to the Gotham rogues.

Danny only went to Gotham university because it had a lot of ambient ectoplasm and he could fast track to the arrow space department in Wayne enterprises if he worked hard enough. He didn’t need adopting, he was already 19 years old and had a (strained, very distant) relationship with his parents. When he moved to Gotham, he expected to have to deal with people wanting to make him a new Wayne, not with all of the Gotham rogues immediately trying to adopt him.

So what if he defended Killer Croc from some asshole cops, accidentally exposing his fangs and had a conversation about being dehumanized with him that led to them having dinner on Wednesdays?

So what if he got into a serious conversation about the green gas effect and pollution (Sam had taught him well) with Poison Ivy that result in him coming over for dinner and Harley Quinn declaring him a ‘sweetheart’?

So what if he directed Frostbitw to help Mr. Freeze and now Nora invited him over for brunch on Sundays?

So what if he had a wonderful conversation with the Riddler in which they traded space themed riddles which lead to Riddler seeking him out sometimes for a game?

So what if he helped Mr. cobble pot by making him intangible when some people were driving by in about splash mud on him and he now had a part time job there as a bouncer?

So what if Grundy played tag with him every other Thursday and called him Little Death and offered to eat his chemical engineering teacher who gave him a low grade because he didn’t follow safety precautions?

This didn’t mean he was adoption bait. Shut up Sam.

[to0-many-headcanons]

I love the idea of Danny’s obsession being showing love and care to people

For the longest time he thought it was protecting people after all that’s what he did for 3 years but during those years he realized it wasn’t protection, he still protected town but it wasn’t his obsession

Then he thought it was space, he had been obsessed with it for years and had originally wanted to become an astronaut or at least work for NASA in some way, but that wasn’t it either although it took longer for him to realize

When he first came to Gotham, on the run from his parents with the help of Clockwork, he got some forged documents made it look like he was really born in this universe and everything, he went to school for aerospace engineering so he could work for NASA

He had to work a job, he originally started at a cafe and realized he loved when people complimented his baked goods or his brews. He felt better when he helped street kids, after all living near Crime Alley meant there were plenty of kids who need even just food. He slowly realized his obsession was caring for and showing love to other people, the love he sorely lacked, sure Jazz tried she really did but she was only a child too, she couldn’t provide what Danny needed no matter how hard she tried because she needed it too and never got it

He finished school after picking up degrees to start a business, he then started his cafe, Phantom Zone, a little on the nose but he liked it and it drew ghost like crazy

[bluerosefox]

Play Along Please

Hmmmmm.

Another DPxDC idea.

Wanna know what troupe I LOVE.

the troupe of 'Hey, I know we just met but I'm being followed by my ex/stalker and need you to pretend to be my lover for a moment, please play along.'

And I can totally see Danny, in a moment of panic, as a college senior in Gotham doing this while at a party/club he got dragged to by his dorm/roommate/friends in college and zero's in on one of the people at the party/club.

He just wasn't expecting to get dragged into an Bat case.

-x-x-

Basically, one of the Batboys (Or we could go Spirit Halloween, maybe around the time Batman is just starting out after returning to Gotham and is undercover at a party/club) is at this party/club investigating undercover and gets pulled into the 'I don't know you but please help me and play along' troupe. Its just luck that the ex/stalker is actually one of the main targets for their case and getting close to the 'ex/stalked' they're still wanting plays into their favor.

[providencehq]

Powehouse AU: aka Danny Fenton tries to be a normal college student in the midwest yet is forced to continue to be a hero in secret as ghosts won't leave him alone and soon, neither will the Justice League when he pops up as a new hero.

Additional info and art under readmore:

ANYWAYS, here is some powerhouse au information.

Danny as he grows up manages to keep the ghost situation under control to a point he isn't overly active as Phantom. He finishes highschool no problem and goes to uni over in Central City for Maths and Engineering (not an overtly big fan of the space motif and instead, I'm shoving my boy into something cooler: PLANES! He's studying specifically mechanical engineering and has plans to go to a trade school after his B.S. for A&P mechanics.)

Sam goes to Gotham State University for Ethnobotany and works in one of the unis library part time. Tucker is going to Star City College for Computer Science and a minor in archeology, he tutors part time.

Danny's main design is inspired by a combo of military and blue collar uniforms (you can also see exactly what I reference). I also couldn't decide a face mask so you get all three options.

So as Danny moves to Central City and attends uni, his rouges do sadly follow him and wreck havoc. Danny is stressed from school so he doesn't do quips as much, in fact, he's trying to get this under control as fast as possible so he can go back and study. Here's the thing, no one outside of Amityville has seen Phantom so all of the sudden what seems to be a meta? an alien? something not human? coming out and taking down rouges that, due to being ghosts, other heros struggle to contain and handle.

Speculation rises about Phantom and who he is. Danny is smart and thought this through, kinda. His costume is a modified look what he wore as a kid but he pulls in more military/uniform aspects to make it seem like he belongs to someone or some organization. That maybe somewhere in the US, an organization managed to make a hero of sorts that mimics Green Lanterns. It's just a big red herring, Danny wants them to look for someone older, probably more experienced, and a different background. Not some tired college student struggling with his studies.

Things do start to get dicey when heroes actively try to interact with him, mostly the Flash (because Central City), Superman, and the Green Lantern. Most interactions end up with Phantom not wanting to fight and fleeing or when cornered to fight, he's messy and inexperienced compared to the other heroes. He doesn't stay around and rarely even talks. It's concerning more so because the heroes aren't sure with who they're dealing with and after a few interactions, they aren't sure Phantom is on their side. Just too many questions around him.

This leads to heroes actively trying to capture and bring in Phantom. The more failed attempts that happen, the more flightly Phantom acts when they end up interrupting him capturing his rouges. They do eventually capture Phantom (thank you Superman) and that's kinda where I end on information on this AU. It's just me having fun with interactions and also designing costumes :)

ALSO DANNY IS ROMA/DIDICOY I NEED TO MENTION THAT!!! (Dick Grayson 🤝 Danny Fenton being didicoy)

[often-daydreaming]

This is more of an odd idea.

I mean with everything his parents can do and Danny being Danny he's gotta have some engineering skills and since he's in love with everything space related I can kind of imagine him building his own base on the moon. He'd just need a little help to get started but with his parents skills, Tucker's tech and a little extra from Sam's allowance it slowly starts to come together piece by piece and the Justice League has no idea what to do.

Cause he's obviously in love with their orbiting watchtower but it's not his and he knows better than to just invade someone else's haunt/territory without an invite so Danny settles for admiring it as he flies back and fourth with thousands of pounds worth of equipment.

And the Justice League is sort of stumped cause there's a kid making multiple trips to the moon nearly every weekend but what can they really do. He's not hurting anybody. He isn't breaking any laws either but his 'friends' who are easily the size of the moon are giving every magic user on Earth a heart attack.

Governments are calling. People are worried about another invasion. Amity Park doesn't care and nobody in the know wants to ruin Danny's fun.

Meanwhile Danny is having the time of his life building a base the size of his hometown. It helps with his obsession and sort of evens him out which is good for everyone so he doesn't see the problem with calling in a few favors from Undergrowth and Vortex in order to make his little corner of the moon habitable for his friends and family.

[stealingyourbones]

Instead of Danny being Clockwork’s mentor or having ghost portal abilities, he engineered his own dimension portal gun. This was his first full send traveling test with a human (well, half human) and he was the safest choice as he knew how to fix the device and probably had the least likely change of dying as he passed through dimensions.

Good news: the portal works and he didn’t die

Bad news: he portaled directly into a villain and hero fight and in the process of escaping the battles path he damaged the portal gun.

The parts that are damaged are highly specialized. After a quick search he finds that a hero organization called the Justice League have dealt with multiple instances dimensional travelers before.

And their base is in space???? Oh he can’t WAIT to see what this dimensions stars look like.

[liketolaugh-writes]

Bruce looking past the fact that (recently adopted) Danny is a powerhouse and recognizing that he has other skills also. <3

Danny is a STEM kid and just as brilliant as his sister, you cannot convince me otherwise

Danny gave Bruce the handwritten list of powers in the morning. Bruce stared at it over his cup of coffee, then gave Danny a flat, somewhat disbelieving look. Danny shrugged sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Sorry,” he said, perching on one of the stools. “I can point out the ones I don’t use if you just want to work on the ones I do. At least I have an idea of what needs improving with those.” Alfred gave him a cup of coffee and a plate of bacon and French toast, and Danny smiled at him. “Thanks, Alfred.”

“We’ll have to prioritize your training,” Bruce allowed after a moment, frowning down at the paper. Dick leaned over to look and whistled. “But all of these will be addressed eventually. You should have at least a moderate grasp of every tool at your disposal.” He looked up. “You intended to work in the lab today, correct?”

Danny nodded, playing with a strip of bacon. “I’ll probably spend most of today making a big batch of phaseproof coating,” he said. “Then I can experiment with mixing it with paint and maybe coat some of your spare weapons in it? That should work for the bo staff and escrima sticks, maybe a set of brass knuckles. But I’ll need to make a different solution for the edged weapons.” His mind wandered, thinking of how he could adapt what he knew of the Bats’ gear to work against ghosts.

“Who’re the brass knuckles for?” Dick asked, raising an eyebrow at Danny. Danny flushed and shrugged.

“Batman,” he said. “You don’t really use a weapon, right?” Bruce grunted. “But phaseproof cloth isn’t something my parents ever really figured out. I can work on it, maybe, but I thought brass knuckles would be an okay compromise for now.”

“Hn.”

“Good thinking,” Dick praised with a smile. “It’ll be easy to add to the utility belt too. Should we ghostproof my main set or a spare?”

“The main, I think, if you’re okay with it,” Danny said, tilting his head thoughtfully. “You probably won’t even notice. But the edged weapons should all be spares. Ecto-treated metal tends to glow.”

“Not great for stealth,” Dick nodded. “Whatever you think is best, baby spook. We have the resources.”

“You’re hyper-specialized,” Bruce noted without inflection, sipping from his coffee. Danny winced.

“Sorry,” he muttered. It was easy to forget that all this was pretty useless outside of Amity Park. Bruce shook his head.

“It’s not a problem. But we’ll need to diversify your skillset. Your talent for chemistry and engineering should expand beyond ectoscience alone.” He studied Danny contemplatively. “Higher education might be beneficial, perhaps a PhD.”

Danny’s eyes went wide. “What? I’m barely passing high school!”

“I had Casper High send over your transcripts,” Bruce said. Danny flinched. “You had a B+ average in middle school, with a particular bent for math and science. You also participated in several advanced extracurriculars, including a junior astronaut program, space camp, and competitive robotics. Further, you clearly have a comprehensive understanding of your parents’ work, which eludes both the Justice League engineers and JL Dark. You had these talents prior to acquiring your powers, and it would be a waste to discard them in favor of your raw combat ability.”

Danny stared at Bruce, open-mouthed and speechless. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d considered even the possibility that he could have a future outside of his hero career.

“…Do you think I could do that and be a superhero?” he managed after a minute, quieter than he’d meant to.

Bruce nodded sharply. “Most Justice League heroes maintain a career outside of heroics,” he reminded Danny, without even sounding like he thought Danny was an idiot for asking. “Aside from myself, there is also a Pulitzer prize-winning journalist, a museum curator, a forensic scientist, and a fighter pilot.”

Danny had known that on some level, but it had always seemed unreal. Practically a myth. “When am I going back to school?” he asked, hardly able to believe that he was suddenly looking forward to it.

“At the beginning of next semester,” Bruce said. “Your parents’ trial should be completed by then. I assume you don’t want to be announced publicly until that happens.” Danny shook his head fervently. “You may need to complete some make-up classes online, but we can discuss that next week.”

“Thanks,” Danny said sincerely. He was talking about a lot more than his re-enrollment.

[ruoshik0]

DP x DC: The al Ghul twins but with a twist!

Danyal al Ghul was- is a phenomenal actor. Always have been.

He was one of the best in the league for infiltration and espionage. None can deny that.

Along with his twin, Damian- whose skill sets are the complete opposite, they made for a terrifying pair of twins.

Ra's al Ghul saw that. He would have been a fool not to. The heir and his spare were talented in a completely different way.

So much so that Ra's decided to team them up. In the spotlight, Damian- the heir- would fight with raw strength and brutal power whilst Danyal- the spare- would strike from the shadows with amazing efficiency.

However, as much as they are better together, the twins must learn to be independent. To better themselves by being alone.

Relying on another encourages codependency after all.

And Ra's did not want such a pathetic thing to be a bigger problem than it is now.

So, he sent the spare to learn more about the Lazarus waters. A long term mission of infiltration and espionage. And while the League did not do such missions, he needed to learn more about the waters and it's properties to make better use of it. And simply forcing the two scientists to spill everything may result in a less than favorable outcome. Learning from the inside is better, really.

And whilst Danyal was away, he would further along Damian's training.

It was a good plan. Two birds with one stone.

And when Danyal arrived at his destination, he was a little worse for wear. Torn and dirty clothes, messy hair and acted beyond his years. He was in the alley right next to the Fentons' house when they first found him. They decided letting him spend a few days in their home to get ahold of a normal life before sending Danyal to the CPS was a good idea.

They quickly got attached to the cute and soft child beneath the always suspicious and hesitant orphan.

The Fentons immediately adopted him after deciding he would stay.

His name is now Daniel James Fenton.

Daniel was an average kid who acted like how you would expect an orphan who had lived on the streets for a long time.

His academic performance is above average in comparison to the other kids.

Even without the Fenton blood running through his veins, Daniel fit right in with the weird family.

As stated before, Danyal al Ghul is a phenomenal actor.

When he first arrived, he engineered a situation in which the scientists had no other choice than to take him in for a time.

When he was successful, he didn't stop to celebrate. Danyal immediately started working on making them warm up to him. Little gestures such as a hesitant hug and following them around like a little duckling worked like charms. Little giggles here and a little harmless prank there worked too.

Those psychology books and being near civilians more often helped him with these things. As well as the specialized training from the League.

When the child named Jasmine had fallen in his trap, it was easy to get the parents in too.

After getting adopted, although not before getting him a legal identity, he immediately started working who exactly he wanted Daniel to be and how people saw him.

A scared little child who jumps at any loud noises and a big interest in space and stars. Mostly because Danyal himself was a big space nerd and it's hard to fake enough interest to seem real.

Then he had gotten himself friends. A quaint life in a quaint town meant having less than 5 friends.

Samantha Manson and Tucker Foley were both viewed as weird and should be avoided. The new kid in town has befriended both and thus should be avoided by association.

He did not want to deal with even more obnoxious kids.

Danyal had lived a fake life with a fake personality. He trained whenever he can, and helped in the lab other times.

Weekly written reports to the League.

And learn as much as he can.

That was then. Now, Danny was no longer as alive as he was. And while it's a nuisance, his ghostly powers brought a lot of advantage.

When he first became Phantom, he fought ghosts. Acted like the wimpy yet still brave Danny in front of his friends.

Every few days, he would complain about the vigilante life and every other day he would use make up to worsen his appearance. A little darker dark circles and messier nest of a hair.

And while Danyal got the hang of his new abilities in a few days, Danny took a few weeks.

He purposefully dropped his grades because Danny couldn't find the time to study and Danyal knew Sam and Tuck would get suspicious if his grades remained the same.

Weeks and weeks after, learning more about the Lazarus waters, ghosts, and it's properties at a faster rate than ever before, Danyal decided that his little engineering and sciencing hustle should end. And by that, he means he should end the mission. So he started working on the last phase of his plans.

(He got too attached. Oh Ancients, he got too attached. He wanted to stay there and actually live like a normal person. He wanted to but- but... what about his brother...? He had to leave. Leaving means more suffering for them. His... friends and family.

He is so gonna miss the cat and mouse chase with the Fentons. He is gonna miss everyone. He hopes everyone forgets him so that he can leave feeling a little better)

First step, making those who are in the know about Phantom, warm up to the idea of him leaving vigilantism behind.

Every few weeks, he would joke about quitting as Phantom. That turned into months and Danny started looking even worse than when he first became Phantom. Danny wouldn't have a future if he didn't study more. But he couldn't because of vigilantism. And the stress caught up to him.

16 year old Daniel James Fenton decided he should stop when he was finally convinced by his two friends and two sisters.

(He hated how much he engineered these situations)

And while Danyal knew Danny didn't have a future, Danny himself didn't and thus acted like it.

It was hard trying so hard to rebut his circle of people when he just wanted agree right then there. It all ended in a messy and teary situation Danyal would have liked to avoid altogether.

(His tears were real. He didn't want to admit that he was crying. Mourning his loss before it happened)

The things he does to stay character.

Phantom quit after loudly announcing he was moving to another place to haunt.

And Danny's grades slowly went up to what it used to be before the ghost nonsense. He was finally relaxing again.

He was anxious. Anxious to the point of tensing. His League training thrown put the window)

Few months after, Daniel James Fenton went missing with little to no clues as to why.

Everyone mourned him. His ghostly core was happy when he had caught a glimpse of his grave while he was... visiting, for a lack of a better word.

(Finally, he was being mourned. Because he did die. Death touched him and he didn't even have a grave before this)

Now Danyal al Ghul returned from his long term mission. He could finally be himself again.

(Somewhere along the way Danny had become Danyal's real personality)

The League of Assassins was exactly as he had first left it. There were a few very glaring issues though.

First, Damian isn't here. He had left. Left Danyal alone. It took quite the willpower to not go out and track wherever Damian had gone to.

Second, Ra's al Ghul wasn't here. Grandfather had died and his body was nowhere to be found.

Third, Mother was leading. While it is not that much of an issue, Danyal is to be the heir and shall by crowned the leader in a few weeks time. Which is a big issue. Mostly because he was supposed to be in the shadows. Danyal decided that he did not want to be in the limelight like his brother.

Plus, he was already the Eventual King of another dimension. A rather infinite one might he add.

Ugh, more responsibilities.

He decided that he would greet his brother on their seventeenth birthday. A little terrorizing never hurts anybody.

Till then, he'd have to train his ass off.

(He’d do just about anything stop himself from thinking about Amity Park and its residents)

Sigh...