#Tim is 20 and so is Danny

[dcxdpdabbles]

Danny: If I have to stare at another Excel data sheet, I'm going to scream.

Tucker: Bad day at work?

Danny: Yes. I made a mistake in the company share drive and had to spend all afternoon correcting the data.

Sam: Wasn't that data collected for like the past 6 months?

Danny: You can see why it took me hours. Not to mention how my manager reacted.

Tucker: Was he mad?

Danny: Worse. He was happy to have me go up to the CEO and explain why the bi-annual report was going to be late.

Sam: That's horrible. What did the CEO say?

Danny: I don't know. I was too busy staring at the floor, shamed-face. He laughed after I said the bi-annual report was going to take me two more weeks, and when I looked up, I lost all mental ability.

Sam: Let me guess, you were sent to CEO Tim Drake?

Danny: Yes

Sam: It's understandable that you couldn't function in the face of that.

Tucker: Care to share with the class?

Danny: I gay panicked so hard. I have no idea what happened in those thirty minutes. One second, I was in the doorway explaining to my shoes my mistake, and the next, I was back at my office cubbie, eating a cupcake. I dont know where the cupcake came from but it had a little plastic sign that said "Everyone makes mistake. Everyone has those days".

Tucker: Did that plastic sign also include Hannah Montana?

Danny: Yes.

Sam: Shit, hes hot, gives you food and is funny? Lock that down Danny.

Danny: Look what down!?

Tucker: Baby trap him.

Danny: I can not physically baby trap anyone Tucker.

Sam: Isn't Drake adopted? Go to park and pick out a kid. I'm sure Drake won't care its not his baby, when you trap him with it. Same beginnings and all that.

Tucker: Look for one with his hair or his nose.

Danny: You two are the worst roommates every. I shouldn't have moved in with you after completing our associates. I should have stayed in the student dorms for ny bachelor's.

Sam: Big talk from the boy with student loans and only six months of work on his resume.

Danny: I'm going to bed!

Tucker: Good idea, early to bed means we can wake up early and see what kids are available at the park tomorrow!

[emacrow]

Jason doesn't believe Danny is phantom until danny revealed himself.

Danny fenton was slowly but surely capturing the hearts of Gotham city, both by the rich, the poor, and the most dangerous gothamites with his inventions.

The Batman and the Robins fully believed he is the 'supervillain' rogue Phantom but can't seem to figure out a way to reveal him as the same person.

It actually comedical in a sense like some defying Fate is stopping them.

Take last week, for example, with Plan 82.5 that tim goes to Danny's shop with broken laptop while batman is chasing after phantom is using his machine ray to shot at every rusty old and damaged single water pipes into brand new pipes in the sewer across the opposite side of the city.

They easily passed by Killer Croc, who is currently in a therapy session with Dr. Jasmine Nightingale in a newly made oversized apartment space made in the very sewer sitting in a modified comfy couch made just for him as they were discussing his past and currently relationship.

Unfortunately, that didn't work as Danny opened the door, in dirt and oil covered uniform to Tim to bring him in, not a second later after Batman lost Danny.

Jason on the other hand, doesn't believe them at all that this himbo in tall twink shaped form can't not be a the massive tall, four armed, 6 eyed rogue that is phantom.

Until danny revealed that he was danny phantom.

"I still don't believe you."

Danny sighed after he just tranformed in ghost form, before spreading his his arms out as two arms reform out, as his back stretches getting 6 feet taller then he was and his green eyes split into 6 mini eyes, his humans teeths became sharp as Fangs.

"Oooooh, good illusion and cosplay, danny. That not going to fool m-"

Danny stuck his hand in his chest without actually hurting him.

"Now you believe me?"

"..."

".. excuse me, I need a moment." Jason proceed to faint on the spot.

Part 1 here <-

[somanyfandomsorkinafs]

Rest, young one. Your time has come.

Moment after saving Bruce from the time stream, Tim closes his eyes.

I’ll rest just for a moment, he said to no one. That night, Timothy Drake died with no one around.

Until there was.

— —

Danielle Phantom, now Michelle ‘Ellie’ Nightingale, isn’t good at listening to rules.

She didn’t listen when Danny told her to stay close, that they don’t know how stable she is. She didn’t listen when Frostbite presented concerns for her aging when, despite being half human, she wasn’t growing. She didn’t listen when Jazz and Danny tried to tell her that she was family, that she was welcome.

So now, she stands at a random cross road in the ghost zone infinite realms with a young ghost mourning the life he’s leaving behind.

She doesn’t know life. Ellie has never really lived. Really, the only reason she wandered was because she could bear to see other people living. Do what she wish she could.

So what does she do with handling young ghost mourning the life he’d leave behind? All the stories he is the pillar for? Ellie helps him break the law. A revenant. A ghost possessing its own body. It so damn illegal that Warren would actually have a reason to keep her in jail. But…

Maybe it was the way the young ghost, Tim, spoke about his life. As if he’d never lived it, as if is only purpose was always for someone, something else. Maybe it just hit her in the feels. But this is her little brother now.

She didn’t spend the first 12 years of her life as 12 years old not to get to do what Danny did to her. Maybe it runs in the family, who knows. But what she does know, is no one deserves to live without living.

Not on her watch.

[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.

[skylersprompts]

DC x DP Prompt *13*

Of course something like this would happen, while Bruce was out of state with Alfred. Some business for Wayne Enterprises had come up and after he was sure the kids had everything under control in his absence, he left.

If Tim had known this would happen, he would have volunteered to go instead of Bruce. But his newest case had just been to intriguing.

Tim looked at Damian, Dick and Jason. They seemed to feel the same way as him.

Tim just had wanted to look something up before dinner! He had found the two floating Toddlers in the Batcave. And after he send a quick emergency signal up to the Manor his brothers had come down prepared for a fight.

Instead all they saw where two black haired three-year old Twins, who were either bothering the poor Bats or crawling into the mouth of the T-Rex.

"You can order Pizza, I'm not going to deal with... this", was all Jason said with disdain, before he left for the stairs to the Manor.

And yeah... absolutely understandable. Tim would do the same if he could.

"Dick, get the pool net. Damian, prepare a room. I'm going to call Uncle Clark and ask him how to handle flying Toddlers", a deep sight escaped Tim.

Why had it be today, when Alfred wasn't here.

[thermalprinter]

Thank you Jack Skellington. I really appreciate it.

[liedperfect-a]

Tim and Harley are such an underrated dynamic that i treasure so much but also Harley is 100% Tim’s Therapist

[apatheticsunday]

Manifesting Destiny

AKA "Danny knows about Bruce Wayne's little adoption habit, so he actively fights back by making digs at the older man's age. He doesn't realize he essentially adopted himself by calling Bruce 'grandpa'!" prompt idea!!

Okay, so 19-year-old Jazz moves to Gotham because Arkham has an psychiatrist internship that guarantees a job after graduation from Gotham-U. She takes a 12-13 year old Danny with because the "ghost attacks" (i.e., her parents are getting very obsessed with dissecting Phantom and it's genuinely worrying) are getting worse. Now Danny's in Gotham Prep... along with Damian Wayne.

They do not get along.

Damian stabs Danny with a pencil, Danny bites Damian so hard that he needs stitches, and the detentions only increase their bloodthirst because, "He started it!!" It comes to a head when Damian shoves Danny down the stairs (he wasn't really meaning to, he just pushed too hard), and Danny goes down hard. As in not-getting-back-up kind of hard. And Damian realizes he just killed a civilian. He's running through contingency plans, trying to figure out whether he can hide the body or if he should confess to Father, when the Fenton boy's broken neck... becomes un-broken?? And he sits up??

So, 13-year-old Damian makes a logical decision. Daniel Fenton is clearly his Arch Nemesis. He's undeniably a meta (perhaps with super-healing abilities?) so he can withstand Damian's too-enthusiastic violence. And Danny's like, this fucker just killed me. I'm going to beat his ass. Except Damian has a really high pain tolerance and is literally the heir to the League of Assassins. Long story short, Damian and Danny have "play dates" where they spend the entire time trying to kill/beat each other up. Jazz is just happy that Danny seems to have made a friend.

Bruce, on the other hand, takes one look at a scrawny, black-haired, blue-eyed kid who clearly has some childhood trauma, and mentally becomes Bat Dad. He tried to approach the subject once. Bruce carefully, tentatively asked, "Do you have a place to stay, son? We have plenty of rooms." To which Danny replied, "I'm not your son, I have a dad!! Why don't you go sit down before you break a hip, grandpa!!" (Tim choked on his tea, Damian nearly climbed across the table to strangle Danny, and Dick - who doesn't even live at the manor, he was just dropping off a case from Bludhaven PD - laughed so hard he cried.)

Except... Danny keeps coming over to the Wayne Manor (since Damian refuses to 'spar' at Jazz's one bedroom apartment, as it lacks a personal gymnasium). And Bruce is still kind, no matter how many times Danny makes fun of him for wearing bifocals or turtlenecks, or when he just straight up calls Bruce an old man. Plus, Damian's kind of mellowed out, too. He's teaching Danny actual sparring techniques, hand-to-hand combat, and explains different types of weapons/how to use them. Alfred brings the boys snacks. Occasionally Dick and Jason will visit for dinner, ruffling the boy's hair and joking about something or another. He's even introduced to Steph, Cass, and Barbara.

It dawns on Danny one evening, when Alfred is readying the car to take him back to his and Jazz's apartment. Bruce is scraping leftovers into a plastic container for Jazz to re-heat when he gets home and Danny's debating quietly with Damian about whether octopi are smarter than Superman. (Damian says yes, octopi are definitely smarter; he's seen Superman mutter to himself "lefty loosey, righty tighty" when trying to unscrew a water bottle cap.)

Then Bruce is handing Danny the leftovers, and Danny distractedly gives Bruce a side-hug, saying, "Thanks, grandpa."

Totally unironically. Danny's internal monologue is just what the fuck did I just say as Bruce slips him a $20 ("For a treat on the way home.") and escorts him to the front door. He thinks about it as Alfred drives him home. Thinks about it when he and Jazz curl up to watch a movie that night. Danny belatedly realizes that he's been unintentionally thinking of Bruce "Serial Adopter" Wayne as his grandfather??? For months now?? How could this happen??

Back at the Wayne Manor, Bruce is still in the kitchen, listening to Damian continue to debate Superman's intelligence while Tim scrolls on his work tablet. He'll probably take the kids, including the newest edition to the family, to the zoo this weekend.

[celestialgalaxyglow]

In the Batcave during training hours.

Tim: Hey Danny what's one of your scarier powers?

Danny: Well, I have this power which I call ghostly night.

He moved towards Bruce, who was working on the batcomputer.

Danny: You see if I reach into a person and grab their spirit and shake it ever so slightly like this.

Bruce faceplanted onto the batcomputer.

Danny: They fall into a deep sleep and will only wake up when they no longer feel tired.

Tim: ...

Damian: Cool!

Danny: I've been part of this family for a short time, but I have noticed certain family members do not get a proper 8 hours of sleep per night; and at times go 24 hours or more without proper sleep, so if I am made aware that one of you is not sleeping willingly for a prolonged period of time I will have to "intervene."

Jason (who's been awake for 36 hours): ....

Danny: For example given that Bruce has been awake for the last 72 hours will be out for about 24 hours.

Jason: You know what, I feel a bit tired. I'm going upstairs to my room and get some sleep.

Tim (who's been awake for 30 hours): Me too.

Damian (who's been awake for 20): I'm not tired.

Danny: I'll tell Alfred to make you chocolate chip pancakes in the morning.

Damian: You make a good bargain.

Part: 4, (all parts)

[chaoticwriting]

New Gotham Rouge

Okay, in Danny's defense, it sounds like a very good idea when he thought about it. Danny is currently laying on top of the clocktower looking at the smog filled sky. A few stars can be seen occasionally while he is staring and thinking about his decision.

When Danny is outed as Phantom. He ran away as his parents tried to capture and cut him open. He hid in a nearby cave for a few days as he thought of what to do when he suddenly had a brilliant idea. Let's fake his own death!

Danny stole a few parts and materials around Amity Park and made a makeshift bomb and rushed towards the GIW base. He freed all the ghosts and made a cinematic scene of exploding himself thus taking the whole building with him.

Danny also sends the ghost to set up a few bombs in his house after making sure Jazz, Sam and Tucker are not there. Just as he 'exploded' himself, the house also exploded destroying the portal and all the remaining research paper about anything ghost related.

Danny dove into the ground as the explosion distracted everyone and chose one direction to fly towards. A few hours later, he found himself in Gotham and surprisingly there is a lot of ambient ectoplasm in Gotham. He flies around invisible while looking for a place to stay and he lands on the clocktower to rest after flying for so long.

Now, Danny doesn't know what he should do because he realizes one key component in staying alive for him. Obsession. Contrary to popular belief (Sam), his obsession is not protection. It is love. Love as in any act of love will fulfill his obsession. Him protecting his town is an act of love towards his town people. Him loving and studying space is an act of love towards himself. Him not taking revenge against his family and people that wrong him is an act of love towards humanity.

So, long story short, he needs to find a way to fulfill his obsession. He is laying on top of the clocktower and suddenly a very good idea comes into his mind.

A few weeks later

-Batcave-

Dick: Are you still searching for the glitter thief?

Tim: Yes. And it's driving me insane how little clue there is of this thief. I even tried asking Selina and even she is impressed by this thief's MO.

Steph: Are you sure you need to be stressing about this thief? It's probably a group of kids stealing glitters just because they can.

Tim: Are you telling me a group of kids can do a heist better than Selina? And this thief or group of thieves for some reason only stole biodegradable paint and glitters from all across the city without us finding where they store them? There must be something I am missing.

Suddenly, an alert appears at the batcomputer and catches everyone's attention. A live broadcast is showing Joker standing in front of a switch as Commissioner Gordon hanging from a rope on top of a pool of acid. Every single batfam suits up and rushes into Gotham to find the Joker before anything can happen.

Joker: Hahahaha. Good evening Gotham and Bats! Today, I have a dear friend of yours playing my game. In front of me is a switch to activate a time bomb that will explode a whole district if not dismantled. You have 20 minutes to dismantle the bomb and with every minute that passes, I will slowly lower the Commissioner into the pool of acid.

Joker then walks slowly towards the switch and flips it.

Joker: Your time starts now! HAHAHAHAHAHA!

Batman and the crew rushes towards Gotham as they turn Gotham upside down for the bomb. 5 minutes passed and they become desperate enough that they even roped in some of the rogues like Penguin, Harley, Ivy and Croc. But no matter what they do, they can't find the bomb.

Just as the last minute passes, everyone expects a big explosion engulfing Gotham. Except there is no sound at all. In fact, it is eerily quiet. Everyone turns on Joker live broadcast to see even the man is confused. He turns around and sees Gordon having his feet inside the pool of acid like nothing is happening.

Suddenly a giggle appears. Everyone that hears the giggles starts to get goosebumps as suddenly, a kid with a half clown facemask at the bottom of his face, a green leather jacket, black jeans and white hair appears behind Joker. His hands are holding his stomach as his giggles turn into laughter that is eerily similar to Joker.

???:Hello everyone. I am Trickster. And I am here to crash the party.

Everyone: ????

Trickster: Hehehe, it's so funny to see everyone's confused expression. But no worries I am here to have fun. See, I even have your toys with me.

The Trickster phases his hand into his body and pulls out a very familiar brick. He throws it to Joker and the Joker runs away screaming and trips on his feet falling down the stairs.

The Trickster: Hahahahaha. Do you see his face? Hahaha. Oh boy, I should have recorded this. Hey this is a live stream right? Someone clip that. Anyway, I have defused the bomb. And the acid isn't actually acid. It's just colored water with a light beam at the bottom. I still can't believe he doesn't check the acid pool first.

The Trickster then goes towards Gordon and pulls him down from the rope. After Gordon touches the ground, he unties him and pats Gordon's shoulder.

Trickster: Well I guess this is good enough for the apology.

Gordon: Apology?

Trickster: *Rubbing his neck* Yeah, about that. I was the one that glitter bombed your office last week. I mistook your office for another corrupt policeman and accidentally placed it on your desk. I am also technically the cause of you getting caught today. In my defense, you shouldn't startle me like that.

Gordon: Wait, you're the kid that punched me.

Trickster: I'm not a kid. I'm 16. Plenty old if you ask me. Whatever, here is your phone. Go call Batman to pick you up. I want to go back to sleep after having fun tonight. Adios.

Gordon: Wait-

Trickster then disappears into thin air like he is never there in the first place. If not for his phone in his hand and later confirmation from everyone that watched the live stream, Gordon might have admitted himself into Arkham.

That is merely the start of the many incidents involving Gotham's newest rogue the Trickster.

Part 2

[nightingale-prompts]

Danny can't taste- DCxDP Prompt

The problem with being half dead is that so are your senses. While certain foods are still as tasty as ever they are relegated to food found on offering plates like bread, fruits, cheese and wine. But Danny just wants to eat a good burger and unfortunately, those aren't offered to the dead.

This has led to Tucker and Sam burning food offerings for Danny in the past, but there has been another solution.

Danny just adds copious amounts of extra stuff to his food to satisfy his numbed tastebuds.

20 sugar packages to his coffee, a flood of hot sauce on his burgers and anything else he could get his hands on.

One afternoon after class Danny ended up meeting Tim at the Batburger on campus. There Tim watched in horror as Danny filled a cup of Sprite, added blue raspberry sour Death Ball candies to it, added citric acid, added plutonium 9 hot sauce, and extra sugar. It was the most horrifying baby blue concoction Tim had ever seen. It looked like a normal soda but it was liquid death.

And Tim wanted to try it next.

(A drink that would cause a small Victorian child to disintegrate)

[rottingghosty]

Wayne Enterprise DILFs | DP x DC

this just in local 23 year old forgets they wear glasses and i’m at work lmao

in this prompt / au ish kinda thing, danny’s around i would say late 20s so he gets along well with the younger bat clan members because he’s just an honorary family member at this point. he’s also an enabler to bruce and thus a retaliation had to be made (im a firm believer that danny gets tall and buff when he gets proper nutrition and is built like a tank)

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Danny squints at his notepad, the words were small and blurry enough that not even squinting helped clear up whatever was written on it. He’d forgotten his glasses— something that occurs occasionally when he’s trying not to be late to work and it always ends with him struggling. Beside him was Bruce who seemed to equally be squinting at the tablet but at an arms length compared to when Danny brought it up to his face.

“I think this is why my kids keep telling me to get my eyes checked.” Bruce mumbles and Danny can’t help but let out a small snort in amusement. Danny’s aware of how often Bruce’s children nag on the older man about getting his eyes checked now that he’s ‘getting up there in years’ as one Tim Drake said.

“Tell me about it, my youngest— Eleanor but we call her Ellie always nagged on me until I finally went to our family doctor to see. She turned out to be right but I forgot my pair today.”

His pair that were gently coated in ectoplasm since apparently normal glasses couldn’t help with his heightened senses that his ghostly side leaks over to his human side and it’s why he needed them. Frostbite had been eager to get him a pair, something that Danny wanted to be upset about but the gentle yeti was too caring for Danny to deny him.

“Don’t worry about it chum, I’m sure we’ll figure out what’s on the schedule for today.” Bruce says and Danny gives the man an encouraging smile.

“Danny.” Tim’s voice says with a heavy sigh and instinctively Danny wilts like a flower and hangs his head low. That was Tim’s ‘disappointed but being polite about it’ tone and Danny hates that tone because it means Danny made a mistake. Mistakes made by Danny must be made better by Danny by doing something like joining the Wayne family dinners or even— he shivers— modeling for when one of the Waynes can’t do a photo shoot.

“Tim.” He curtly replied as Tim shook his head and placed his hands on his desk.

“Please tell me you didn’t forget your glasses today.”

Danny pressed his lips together.

“Well.”

“Danny.”

He huffs as he picks his head up and crosses his arms, leaning back against the comfortable couch in Tim’s office because that man took power naps like it was his third job. Danny isn’t stupid, he knows the Waynes are the vigilantes that go out but he dutifully ignores that fact and doesn’t say anything because he likes this well paying job even if he’s really a bodyguard posing as a secretary for Bruce.

“I may have misplaced them today.”

Tim groaned loudly in response as Bruce’s lips curled in amusement, Bruce waited for Tim to turn away from them to slide Danny a hundred dollar bill which Danny silently pocketed.

He wasn’t going to snitch out his boss that the reason Danny and Bruce Wayne were seen at an aquatic center to help teach kids to swim that ended up with Bruce ‘tripping’ and falling into pool nearby was because a kid ‘pushed’ him. Really, Tim should know better than to think Danny was going to say no to acting undercover so Bruce can get clues about a case he was working on.

It’s Batman! He’s not going to deny Batman. Even if the two completely scrapped whatever schedule was made to do their own thing.

“I’m telling Alfred. We’re also getting you glasses old man, I’m not accepting any excuses anymore!”

Both Bruce and Danny gave offended gasps.

It’d be later in weeks time where Danny would be on the phone with Jazz, coffee cup in hand as he spoke to her about any recent things and how life was.

“So are you going to tell me why people in Gotham and on the internet are calling you a DILF?” Jazz asks and it causes Danny to choke on his sip of coffee, the heat burning briefly before he managed to croak out a weak.

“What- Who… Tim.”

His work phone rings and all he sees is a message from Tim with a simple smiley face as if the man didn’t drop multiple photos of Danny, Ellie and Dan (whose faces are thankfully blurred) on the internet as revenge. Especially when Danny sees the caption.

Tim Drake ✔️@ceoTDW

Wayne Enterprises loves supporting single fathers! I’m sure you’ve noticed Bruce Wayne’s secretary but are you aware he’s a single father raising his son and daughter? Here’s our photo shoot with him to celebrate one of our loved employees!

How cruel Timothy Drake-Wayne. How cruel. It’s even worse when he sees fucking Gotham Gazette make an article about how people have voted that Danny is a DILF alongside Bruce Wayne and Lucius Fox. As well as the fact that W.E. ‘collects’ attractive employees to boost morale. What the fuck who wrote this— Vicki Vale.

“I’m never going to show my face again.”

Jazz laughs in response.

[cosmic-dust-poltergeist]

Pt3 of the Danny is a clone/reincarnation in the DC universe au. Danny meets an alien [pt2 here] [pt 4 here]

Danny was jittery all day, but he is trying to not cling to Cass. He'll definitely give in once Damian's friend is here, but he's determined to not give into his childish instincts before then. And he's being mostly successful!

He ignores the amused and concerned looks Cass sends him every time he forces down his instincts. He wants to stop being so codependent. He won't lie, it's been nice to let these people baby him, but he didn't use to be such an anxious wreck that can't do anything without his hand being held. It makes him hate himself at the end of the day when he only has his thoughts, so he's going to take the effort to do a little better. And this is his first baby step.

"I'm home!" Danny perks up at Tim's voice.

"Green Room!" Cass calls out, and Tim sticks his head in a moment later.

"I want to change out of my suit, but I'll be right back." Tim explains. "Damian and Jon won't be here for at least another 20 minutes, and that's only if traffic is good, which it never is, so it'll probably be closer to 30 minutes."

Danny nods, trying to swallow his rising panic. He hasn't been able to get a single word out all day. Luckily Cass can understand his body language when his hands are full and he can't write.

Cass comes and sits next to him when Tim ducks out. "You're being very brave."

[Doesn't feel like it.]

"New things are scary. Trauma makes it hard." Cass smiles sadly before switching to sign language. Danny can sign too, but he prefers his iPad.《My father was a very bad man. Trained me to be weapon only. I understood no language other than body. When I came to live here, I was scared too. I knew only to hurt, but it hurt to read pain. Had to learn how to be a person, like you are now. It's very brave to face what scares you. Like new people.》

[I still don't feel brave.] Danny fiddles with his stylus [There's too much wrong with me for normal people to be nice. I will be vivisected if people know.]

《Family will not let that happen. You're baby brother and we will fight for you til you can fight for yourself.》

Danny sniffles and manages his first word of the day. "Okay..."

Cass hugs him tightly and kisses the side of his head. "We love you. Trauma and all, baby brother."

Tim enters the room in a stolen hoody, some leggings, and house shoes at that moment. He pauses to look at them before sitting on Danny's other side, rubbing his back.

"It's not too late to tell them you changed your mind, kiddo."

[No. I need to do this. It's unhealthy to isolate yourself or hide from new experiences.] Danny gives a deep sigh. [I'm tired of being scared all the time.]

"Have you thought about going to a therapist? I don't want to push you, but I have found it really helpful." Danny knows Tim started going to a therapist about 2 weeks after Danny arrived. He can't help but wonder if Tim did that because Danny started clinging to him and Danny was too much. It makes him feel guilty, but he read enough mental health papers recently to know even if Danny is the straw that broke the camel's back, Tim was wise enough to get help.

[I'm not sure I'm ready to talk to someone about everything.]

"A good therapist will help you at your own pace." Tim tells him, "I vetted a dozen therapists, and am currently vetting another 6, so you can switch if you need to at any point. I just want you to be as happy, healthy, and safe as you can be."

Danny is thinking it over so hard that he startles into invisibility when he hears the front door open and Alfred greeting someone.

"Oh! Damn, time moved fast." Tim blinks at the doorway before turning towards Danny's invisible figure. "We can still turn them away."

Danny wills himself back into the visible spectrum. [I need to do this.]

"If you say so..." Tim's face is an odd mix of emotions; grief, sorrow, pride, and relief are all there. He calls towards the door. "Damian! We're in the green room!"

With them all sitting, Danny can't hide behind Cass or Tim, so he just buries himself into Cass's hug. A few moments later, Damian and a honey tan guy with black hair and deep sky blue eyes enter the room with a slightly nervous energy. Danny blinks at that. Damian's nervous energy is clearly over introducing them, and who-is-obviously-Jon's energy screams "Please like me! I want to be friends!". He briefly wonders if this is how siblings usually introduced friends to family. All parties scared that they won't like each other. He and Jazz didn't really have friends to introduce, so this is new territory for him.

"See?" Cass smiles at him, clearly talking about Jon's gold retriever puppy energy. Danny nods at her before shyly waving at the newcomers. Jon beams and Damian relaxes a hair.

"Hi, I'm Jon! Dami's told me a lot about you!" Danny sends Damian a confused frown. "He likes to brag about his cute new little brother."

[What is there to brag about?] Danny tilts his head. [I haven't done anything to brag about.]

"Are you kidding?" There's sadness in everyone's body language, but Jon is still smiling at him. "You sound awesome! You can read body language like Cass! And are trying to learn alien languages and history for fun! You apparently memorized every space fact you come across! You like learning in general! Trying to cover all the education you missed because your evil creators! And you want to know the coolest thing about you currently?"

Danny rapidly blinks at Jon's list, actually sitting up straighter and unintentionally pulling from Cass's hug. She lets him go easily.

[What?]

"You're letting me meet you despite your crippling anxiety." If Jon had a tail, it would be wagging hard. "No one would blame you for locking yourself away and hiding from the world after everything you've been through, but here you are! Trying to concur your fear and meeting me!"

Danny can feel himself blushing, but realizes Jon is kind of right. While he can still feel his anxiety wanting to smother him, he doesn't feel like he's drowning and needs to run away.

[I still don't see how any of that makes me "cool".]

"It's okay if you don't get it. The people who care about you do and can remind you to be nicer to yourself." Jon nods to his own statement before excitedly floating off the ground. "I love your hair! It looks like it has stars and comets in it!"

Danny's face feels like it's on fire. He can feel Tim and Cass trying to compress laughter.

"Well, that's a way to win him over." Tim can't quite keep the amusement from his voice. Danny hides his face in his hands, while Jon flounders.

"Wait! What?? What did I do??"

"You told a kid who's obsessed with space that his hair looks like space." Damian sounds exasperated and fond.

"Oh. Oh!" Jon sounds embarrassed, so he clearly hadn't thought about that when he said it. Which is nice.

Danny huffs out a tiny laugh and can feel the room freeze at the sound. It only lasts a second before Cass is hugging him in delight, and the tense moment is gone.

"I can now tell Todd only his ugly face made Danny cry." Damian says with all the maliciousness of a petty sibling. He recognizes it from his time with Jazz. Luckily, none of his new siblings have directed that tone towards him yet, he just knows he'll start crying. He's pretty sure they know it too.

He hates how fragile he is now, not being able to take slightly mean sibling teasing is the worst, but he literally can't do anything about it. He has to take baby steps and heal his trauma at a pace his brain and core can handle, or the potential ghost of Jazz will beat him to a third? fourth? death when they meet again.

Danny reluctantly leaves Cass's hug. He can still feel the steady thum of his anxiety, but Jon hasn't been mean or scary at all. Jon also potentially has advice for how Danny can control his ghost powers that are leaking steadily into his human form. It's like getting his powers all over again for the first time.

[How are you floating?]

"Oh! It's one of the powers I got from dad!" Jon beams.

[I know. But HOW? Can't control mine.]

"Damian! You didn't tell me he has powers!" Jon complains.

"I wasn't going to say anything in public." Damian glares lightly at his friend.

Jon turns a beaming grin at Danny."What do you do? I've got flight, superstrength, durability, lazer eyes, superhearing, and ice breath!"

Danny turns a pleading look to Tim, who flashed an amused but reassuring smile. "So far we've seen; flight, invisibility, intangibility, and we think an ice power is trying to develop. His hearing is advanced as well."

[Ghosty]

"You are not a ghost." Damian is pouting. This is one of the few play arguments Danny has been able to have without having a panic attack.

[Ghost powers. Hides from people. I'm a ghost.] Danny is playfully serious.

"I can see your point, but you're not dead!" Damian seems genuinely a little frustrated, and Danny freezes. Unfortunately long enough to make everyone worried, but he snaps out of it.

[I'm not sure I count as alive.] Danny admits, and the concern in the room skyrockets. He directs the next note towards Jon. [You have superhearing?]

"Yes..?"

[Listen.] Danny pats his chest. Jon's eyes lock on where his heart is.

"No.. no way! Why is it so slow?" A pause. "Your breathing is slow, too. Even though I can tell how anxious you are, meaning this is fast for you... What's that buzzing sound?"

[I'm a freak.]

"Danny, honey, don't call yourself a freak." Tim scolds. "It's not your fault you're like this or were even made. The real freaks are the LoA."

《And even if you were, we like you the way you are.》

"How about we focus on something else?" Jon is frowning in concern, but smiles when he makes eye contact with Danny. "How about we go to the gym, put out the thick mats, and see if we can get you flying on command?"

Everyone is silent as Danny thinks it over.

[Okay.]

The rest of the visit is spent in the manor's gymnastics gym. Danny is still too skittish to let Jon within 5 ft of him and doesn't say anything aloud, but he interacts, and learns some neat tricks when it comes to flying and landing. He still has trouble, but he made some real progress before it's time for dinner. Danny trails after Jon when he goes to leave after dinner, and graces the alien with a quiet.

"Bye..." Danny doesn't understand the funny thing everyone's face does, but he has to dodge Dick's tackle hug directly after. He quickly hides behind Tim after that, completely done with social interaction now. Tim fends off Dick and gets Danny to his room.

Danny likes how his room has changed over the months he's been here. The giant bed is gone, replaced by a bunkbed that's been modified to have sturdy planks hiding the bottom bunk on 3 sides and sturdy folding doors on the 4th. Danny can't sleep in the open anymore, so they made him a nice hidden bed so he'd stop sleeping under the bed. It's also shoved to the wall where he can see all the exits when he peeks out of his hidey hole. Every available surface is covered in space stuff. The built-in bookshelf near the windows is full of his favourite books and different workbooks for alien languages. Rocket ship models are on any book free space. Different space themed posters are plastered all over his walls, the side of his desk and dresser, even his bunk's sturdy exterior. Glow in the dark stars are placed in his home dimension's constellations throughout the room, not that anyone but him knows that. Inside his bunk, he has star covered bedding and star shaped fairy light.

Danny's space obsession has never been so filled. He feels well-fed and safe in this room.

He ends the day feeling accomplished for once. He starts looking forward to meeting his siblings' friends, even if he's scared shitless by the idea.

[novelistwriter]

The Undead Shop Owner

DP x DC Prompt

The shop, Nightingale Services, has been around since the start of Batman's Vigilante work. The owner, Daniel Altair, is a young man who has stayed looking like he is in his early 20s, despite the many years that had passed, with the appearance of the newest Stabby Robin, Nightingale Services is going ti he requested by the Bat to help with training him, like with all the other times he was requested to do so with the other birdies and sidekicks and the Bat himself.

The Bats and even the Rogues of Gotham had tried to figure out who Daniel Altair was before he came to Gotham. When the Metahumans started appearing, the Gothamites just thought that Daniel Altair was a meta with powers related to aging, none of them questioned his pale skin, sharp fangs, and a Thermos that's always filled with a red liquid.

Nightingale Services is a neutral zone, given that Daniel Altair has stated so many times while escorting beaten goons, rogues, and occasionally a vigilante in the past, the most memorable ones were Daniel tossing the Joker in a dumpster after the Clown tried to do something to the store owner, and Batman being calmly escorted off of Daniel's property with a warning, with Batman having some visible injuries, despite the night just starting that day.

Danny had escaped his home, leaving it for the Infinite Realms/Ghost Zone, and found his way to a new dimension. His parents didn't accept him being a Halfa. He wanted Jazz, Sam, and Tucker to be with him, but they had to stay behind to keep his parents and the GIW from trying anything.

He changed his last name to Altair, the brightest start in the Aquila constellation, and opened a store that would help fulfill his obsession, Nightingale Services. He would basically offer almost any type of service, cleaning, tutoring, business advice, managing group efforts he is paid to do, and training are some of them.

His first year in the new dimension had his biggest event being the Batman coming after him because of falsified evidence the Penguin left that painted Danny as the culprit for smuggling illegal stuff into Gotham. After that, Danny used some of his Ghost King inheritance to buy the Iceberg Lounge from the Penguin. He still has it, but the Penguin has a fraction of the place to earn some money from it when the Penguin stopped his attempts at ruining the new life Danny had after Danny showed the Penguin that he can and will kill the man if it continues, which he rewarded the man with the partial ownership of the Iceberg Lounge.

Then the Joker tried to get him to do things that would go against his obsession the next year. When he rejected the Jokers job offer, he had to beat up the Joker and tossed him into the dumpster next to his store.

Danny learned from Clockwork that his body is still connected to his home dimensions time flow, so he ages a lot slower in his new home, and the fact that he is compared to a vampire by the Hero community doesn't really bother him, he already proved he isn't one of the malevolent ones with the help from a British Magician that is the source of his headaches from his Ghost King paperwork.

Danny had to deal with each new batfamily member when they appeared. He gave closure to both Bruce and Dick with their parents, gave Jason a charm that would protect him from a fatal incident, gave Barbara a concoction that could heal any wound, slightly messed with Tim whenever the kid tried to learn about his past, out pranked Stephanie whenever she tried to prank him, plays a version of tag with Cassandra that involves them both sneaking up on each other, gave Duke some advice for his powers, and now he is tasked with both being a training instructor to Damian and getting the kid to be less high and mighty about himself.

[alexabowwow21]

Hups!

Danny is not even a month in Gotham and kills Joker.

Okay, so let's start from the beginning. Jazz and Danny decided to study together at Gotham U after Lady Gotham asked them to visit her city and give her a hand. (Tucker and Sam can also join)

One night Joker sees blue eyes and black hair. Well, what do we have here? A Wayne child, helping another child. How typical!!

Danny was helping a ghost child to move on. Joker kidnaps him. While Joker was making a video broadcast, Danny got tired of waiting and helped himself. He looked at the phone. He had 20 minutes until Jazz got home. Let's do this!

The bats are trying to figure it out, where is Joker and with the adoption-bait waiting to happen. They see the young man just untie himself and take people down so silently it was terrifying but also mesmerizing to look at.

Danny gets to Joker and

Someone shoots at Danny making him trip, but takes a hold of Joker without knowing it was his hair. We all know that Danny has never fought humans or any normal-level people. So off with his head like the Queen Red said.

Danny stares at the head and then the body several times until he sees the camera with a red dot. '' Shit, that thing is on, isn't it?''

Danny slowly walks towards the camera and puts Joker's head in front of it while saying,'' This is for you, Gotham.'' He was speaking to Lady Gotham, but people think he was talking to them.

GUESS WHO BECAME GOTHAM'S NUMBER-ONE HEARTTHROB?

Danny has no idea what is happening, but Jazz made him a cake so the day was not ruined after all. Jazz has always wanted Joker dead after Harley. '' I knew I raised you right, lil brother'' Jazz thought while smiling to herself.

Everyone starts looking for the adoption-bait young man. Danny is enjoying his cake, tinkering and correcting the ecto-energy around him with Jazz.

(I thought of pairings like Jazz x Jason & Tim x Danny. But still open for any pairings.) Do tell me if I need to add more tags, I am trying be best to learn everything the correct way.

[christaspirit]

Her ears were ringing. There was someone beside her, but she couldn’t… remember his…

She blinked back tears, trying to keep her breathing steady. The boy next to her shook her shoulder. There was pressure on her back…

The… wall…

She tried to focus her eyes… when had they blurred?

Her hands… fingers… green… no…

She looked at the opposite side of the enclosure, to…

She couldn’t…

Danny spotted her…

Keep…

His eyes went… wide?

Going…

The room was spinning…

Dark shapes dropped in front of her. Black, purple… yellow?

Someone was… talking…? To… her…?

—

“Sweetie, are you okay?”

“She’s been holding the wall since they started moving,” Damian told Spoiler. “Her brother is holding the other one. She stopped responding a few hours ago.”

“Crap,” Spoiler muttered. “Keep her awake. We’ll get everyone out as quick as possible.”

Damian nodded, glancing over at Ellie v(“Ellie,” she had corrected him, many hours before, when he had initially called her Danielle, before she had fallen silent.) She didn't look too good. Her skin had taken a pale and ashy sheen, sweating was dripping down her face.

The worst part was the fact that she appeared to be melting. He'd spotted her fingers the last time she'd communicated with her brother Danny (likely short for Daniel, but he didn't have confirmation on that), and they'd started to melt lazarus pit green.

Her arms were shaking, her eyes were glazed over.

Damian looked over at Tim.

'how is DANNY' Damian asked.

'better than ELLIE' Tim responded.

That was... good. Not great, but acceptable for now.

But Father, Black Bat, Signal, and Spoiler would need to work fast.

—

The bats had shown up. Finally.

Ellie wasn't going so great. She'd only barely managed to communicate, and she was about to give. She'd need an ecto-shot as soon as they were both out.

Civilians were being evacuated on Ellie's side first. How exactly they had figured out that the two of them were holding back the walls, Danny would put up to them being detectives. The yellow suited one... Signal? Had asked how he was doing. Danny figured he could hold out for another hour, maybe.

He could feel the weight of the wall. He didn't even want to know how many joules it was taking to hold it back at this point.

About half the civilians had been evacuated by this point, most of them from Ellie's side, though they had started to be pulled from his side as well.

"Danny, hold on," the boy sitting next to him, Tim, said.

"...'m... tryin'..." Danny muttered.

That was when the other wall began to move. His eyes went wide.

"Ellie!" he shouted.

No, no...

—

Her eyes fluttered. She was... moving?

The wall!

Her eyes shot open, and she braced, but the wall wouldn't...

stop...

There was a pressure on her shoulder.

Why was everything spinning?

People... not...

"Ellie, c'mon." A soft voice. Who...?

The... boy. Next to her.

"You did good, sweetie." A different voice. Female.

What was...?

She squeezed her eyes shut, then tried to focus on her surroundings.

There were... less people in here.

Firm hands picked her up, and she was moving.

—

Tim watched as Damian carried Ellie to the center of the room, and Black Bat helped them out. The other wall was moving in, with her no longer keeping it in place.

But the poor girl looked horrible. Tim doubted she was even aware the other bats had arrived, she looked so out of it.

There were just over a dozen civilians left.

Danny was clearly struggling at this point. It had been hours since they'd been locked up down here, and holding the wall in place was clearly draining. Danny didn't look as bad as Ellie did though, so that was good.

Danny's eyes were shut in concentration. He was sweating by this point. When he had started holding back the walls, it looked so casual, but not at this point.

Tim could only provide support, and hope that Danny wouldn't give out.

—

Danny focused on taking slow, even breaths.

Ellie had gotten out safe. The boy who had sat beside her the whole time had carried her.

She didn't look great, but if he could get her an ecto-shot within the next half hour, she would be alright. At the rate the bats were getting people out, she would be fine.

Only a few more left.

—

"Danny." Tim shook Danny's shoulder. Danny opened his eyes and blinked a few times. "C'mon, let's go."

Danny looked around, and nodded.

Tim got to his feet, and held out his hand.

The other wall had finished moving, which didn't leave as much space, but they would be fine, considering the speed the walls moved at.

Danny took his hand, and got to his feet. As soon as he wasn't touching the wall anymore, it began to move.

Danny tried to walk forward, and stumbled.

"Danny, are you okay?" Tim asked.

"I-I..." Danny squeezed his eyes shut.

Crap... Tim quickly relayed his options, then scooped Danny up. Danny blinked in surprise, glancing at him.

"Just..." Tim didn't know what to say.

He carried Danny over to where Black Bat was waiting. She let out some giggles.

"What?" Tim asked.

If he could see her face, she would be grinning. She pointed at Danny.

"It's... nothing," Tim said, face heating up.

Black Bat shook her head, but held out her hand.

Within a few seconds, they had been grappled out.

Safe, finally.

—

Tim had picked him up like he weighed nothing.

Danny knew he was light, sure. But still... Tim didn't know that!

But they were out.

Danny hadn't even realized how weak he felt until he'd tried to walk, and his vision had immediately doubled and blurred.

But they were out.

Danny looked around, and spotted Ellie. She was being propped up by the boy she'd been with.

"Ellie!" he shouted.

Tim let him down, and his legs nearly gave out as he rushed over to her.

"She's not doing very well," the boy said, far to formal for someone who appeared to be, like, 15 or 16. Possibly just a little younger than Ellie. "She needs to go to a hospital."

"No, that... no," Danny muttered, and he reached into his pocket, hiding his hand slipping into his thigh to grab an ecto-shot.

He pulled Ellie over.

Oh, she really wasn't doing good.

She'd fully passed out by this point. Her fingers were dripping ectoplasm, and her skin was pale.

The ecto-shots, developed from the original ecto-dejecto, had been formed to look almost like an epi-pen. Danny stabbed her outer thigh.

The drippiness of her fingers vanished, and her color began to come back. Ellie's eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at him. She still looked tired, and she'd definitely need rest.

But she'd be okay.

"Dan...ny?" she muttered.

He pulled her close into a hug.

"Thank goodness..." he muttered.

DPXDC PROMPT

Danny and Danielle are sitting on opposite ends of a room full of people, with the only exit being the middle of a 10-foot high ceiling.

The Gotham rogue who captured them is getting increasingly irritated that their trap to move the walls closer isn't working while the Bats are getting closer.