#danny/wally

[clockwayswrites]

The Haunting of Danny Fenton

Chapter 5, Part 1

Masterpost (pls no editing. am still sick. *cough cough*)

Over the nexts few weeks, the team worked tirelessly. They played with the laws of science and magic and things unknown to try and bring Wally back. With every adjustment to the machine, Wally’s signal got stronger.

Danny got sicker.

His spirits stayed strong. Danny was clearly driven by getting Wally back, even at the expense of himself. Dick did what he could to help. He brought the team food, lured Danny away to rest, and carried him to bed when he fell asleep in the lab, yet again. It was hard to watch Danny destroy himself, but it wasn’t something that Dick could stop. Selfishly, he also didn’t want to; he needed Wally back.

That day, though, felt like a turning point. That day, Danny suggested himself that he take a break instead of having to be gently bullied into taking one.

“Drink this,” Dick ordered as he passed Danny a bottle of electrolyte drink.

Danny eyed the purple concoction dubiously, but eventually broke the seal and took a sip. “That’s nasty.”

“Yeah, but it’s good for you,” Dick said. He ran his fingers through Danny’s hair, knowing how much the other liked that. “Are you up to eating something?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Danny said with a dismissive little wave.

Wally huffed. “You are not fine!”

“Wally,” Danny sighed.

“Don’t Wally me!” Wally snapped back. “You aren’t fine! We can all see that you’re not fine!”

“Any what do you want me to do about it?! This is how we get you back!” Danny motioned, the purple drink splashing. He cussed softly and wiped at his hand with his the sleeve of the flannel shirt he wore (borrowed from Wally’s closet). When he continued, he sounded so defeated. “This is how we get you back. I wanted you back before, sure, but how I know you, Wally. I know kind and funny and caring you are. I know how much you mean to everyone. We have to get you back.”

“It’s hurting you,” Wally pleaded.

“Yeah,” Danny said with a worrying shrug. “But lots of things do. I’m broken, Walls, I have been since the first time I died when I was fourteen. And sure, at the time I could ignore most of it. I had the power of youth on my side and the drive of being a teen hero. Y’all know how it is. But I’m not a teen anymore. And I’ve died again. And I guess a third time now too.

“Going to the grocery story hurts me. Stressful classes hurt me. My stupid closet of a room hurts me! At least with this I’m doing something good. I get it. I know that this might make everything worse long term. I know that I’m risking myself, but it’s a risk I’m willing to take to get you back, okay? Can’t you just respect that? That this is my choice?”

Wally slumped into himself, rubbing at his own face. “Dick, give Danny a kiss on the forehead for me, okay?”

“Dick’s not going to—” Danny started and then promptly shut up when Dick leaned over and pressed a long, soft kiss to Danny’s temple. “Oh.”

“I’m pretty sure that I know if my boyfriend is willing to kiss the cute guy I’m crushing on,” Wally said with that smug little note to his voice that Dick was so fond of.

Danny startled. “Wait, boyfriend? Crushing on? What?”

“I think you’re cute and sweet and pretty damn wonderful, even if you’re a reckless idiot,” Wally said. He crouched down so that he could meed Danny’s eyes. “But reckless idiot is a little my type.”

“Hey!” Dick protested with a laugh.

Wally just shot him an innocent smile before he focused back on Danny. “Dick and I started date in an open relationship. We were young, he was still figuring things out and exploring. It worked. So, once I’m back and you’re feeling alright, I’d like to take you out on a date. If you want to date me, I mean.”

“Us,” Dick added. “If you’d want to date us.”

“Us?” Wally repeated hopefully.

“Us. I think that you’re pretty amazing too, Danny. And…” Dick paused for a moment as he thought of how to phrase what he was feeling. “Well, at this point of where Wally and I are, I think that I’d much rather add someone to our relationship, rather than have a separate one going on. If you’re okay with it, I’d like to try an us.”

“I, um, that’s—” Danny stopped to clear his throat. His face was flushed an adorable pink. (Dick always did like blushers.) “You two know how to make a guy feel special, don’t you? I, yeah, I’d like to try. But also I get it if once Wally’s back you two change your mind or something, like there will be no hard feel—”

Dick leaned in and shut Danny up with a kiss. His lips tasted of purple and ozone.

“Hey! No fair!” Wally whined. “I found him first, I should have gotten to kiss him first!”

The kiss dissolved into giggles and Dick cheerfully flicked Wally off as Danny buried his face against Dick’s neck. “Your kisses are toxic.”

“My—no! Okay, I mean, not me kisses specifically! Danny, don’t listen to him. As soon as I won’t cause you a seizure anymore, I’ll show you what real kissing is like,” Wally pleaded.

Danny just continued to laugh. He was leaning heavily into Dick now, who leaned back against the arm of the couch and just let Danny drape over him.

“It’s okay, Wally,” Dick said. “I know you’re a good kisser. You’re also very good at—”

“Okay! Thank you Dick!” Wally interrupted. He was still a little staticy in appearance, but Dick could tell that Wally was blushing. (Dick really did love blushers.) “We’ll save that sort of talk for after a few dates, okay?”

“Sure, if you want. I think it’s a good selling point though,” Dick said innocently.

Wally rolled his eyes and and flopped down on the couch. Parts of him were going through the couch, and he had to stay carefully away from Danny, but it was so good to see Wally sitting there in the living room relaxed and nearly solid. It gave Dick hope, and hope was a dangerously wonderful thing.

Dick played with the short hair at the base of Danny’s scalp. “So, no food right now?”

“You’re the one who laid down,” Danny pointed out through a yawn.

Dick gave a noncommittal hum. “How about I see if the others want to order in and we can all eat when it shows up. Maybe Indian?”

“Indian is good,” Danny agreed. He sounded half asleep already. “Get me… buttered chicken and naan. Lots of naan.”

“We’ll have naan for days,” Dick assured him. He kept up the light petting until Danny went lax with sleep.

[scho17]

Danny is sitting inside Jitters sipping his coffee and watching Flash get his ass absolutely handed to him across the street by Captain Cold. He thinks Flash is having one of Those Days cause this is honestly getting really hard to watch.

And that’s Danny ‘King-of-scrappy-I-will-throw-sand-in-your-eyes-for-an-advantage’ Nightingale saying that. Alas there is no sand here. Only concrete. 

Oh, those ice beams are getting awful close. Oh wow, okay, maybe the Flash is going to actually die right now. Is Danny about to witness murder? Huh.

Okay. Maybe he should…help. Now.

[somanyfandomsorkinafs]

(I am ~buzzing~ with ideas…. Allow me to release some)

Once Danny was an adult, he decided to join Ellie in her ‘permanent world tour’. It’s better than staying in Amity where the opinion of Phantom hasn’t gotten much better. Besides, the portal caused the veil to get weaker, allow ghost to wreak havoc where ever they want.

He’s met a lot new ghost cause of this too. Old as Mycenaean Greece to non humans who came to Earth and died there. Danny’s learnt so much from them that he’s basically a walking in Encyclopaedia.

So, Danny’s decided “fuck it.” and has it became a part-time history teacher. It’s fun! He knows the details by heart and is able to make it more fun than just droning on about the same old wars and whatever. He enjoys it, the kids enjoy it and the ghosts having their stories told!

Of course, this does cause some problems when people try to correct him. Danny’s argument? “I got them correct sources.”

And when anyone asks him how knows his sources are correct? “My source was there when it happened.”

Cue the dc world thinking that Danny’s just some immortal guy whose decided to use his immortality for good(TM)

[thisdudedoesntexist]

Danny is a new technician at a rebuilt star labs. He didn't want to at first because Danny thought it would cut into his undead superhero/prince duties. Eventually though Clockwork (bullied) encouraged him and as it turns out, the lab is pretty lax about sudden "trouble at home". Plus, Danny can help set things back together when one of the Flashes messes up the timeline AGAIN.

(Flashpoint is what allowed Dan to come back as quickly as he did in the first place.)

The flash family, for lack of a better description, are straining. They're all putting up painted smiles that Danny knows aren't happening with his coworkers. Danny wants to be friendly with them but they're keeping him at a constant arms length away.

Barry, wally, Bart, and the rest of the flash family are freaking OUT. Why wouldn't they, their new technician caused the apocalypse. Granted they only know this because of an old speed scout from Bart. But it didn't have the time to tell them anymore than the name and some powers of one Dan phantom before fading. The timeline line the one man disaster's from doesn't exist anymore so they can't even check what happened or why the Dan destroyed everything. They can't even get rid of him because what if that sets off the guy!

[dcxdpdabbles]

Dick: *tapping glass with spoon* Bruce: Yes, Dick? Would you like to say something? Dick: I would yes. Family, I gathered you all here- Jason: You didn't gather anyone. We all came because Alfred asked us to. Dick: Ah-hm. I gathered you all here to make an important announcement. I am now a father. Bruce: *Choking on his drink* Tim: *Waking from his face-down nap in the soup* Jason: *Falling over from where he was leaning in his chair* Steph: *Gasping around the food she stuffed into her cheeks like a squirrel* Damian: *Scratching his plate by accident from shock* Cass: Congratulations. Dick: Thank you Cass! Would you like to meet Danny? Cass: Yes. Dick: *Clapping his hands* Alfred: *Bursting into the room, pushing an old-style baby carriage and Walking on Sunshine blaring from the speaker clip to his belt* I present The Baby. Dick: Meet my little boy! Danny Grayson! *Holding up a five-month-old child in his arms* I made him! Bruce bursting into tears: He's beautiful! Bravo! Bravo Dick, this is the best thing you ever made. I'm a grandpa! Jason: Made him with whom? Dick: Wally! Or a version of Wally. Danny is from a different dimension, and Wally was a woman over there named Maddie, but that universe got blown up. The Time God of their timeline saved Danny by sending this little bundle of joy to me in a dream. Wally showed up after the SpeedForce told him about the baby, and now we're co-parenting Danny. Tim: That's a lot to unpack from Bruce sobbing in happiness, to Alfred showing up with theme music to you and your best friend being parents. I don't know where to start. Damian: I do. Why has West not approached the family for your hand in marriage yet? Dick: There wasn't time Dami. We got Danny this morning. Damian: That's no excuse. The man runs fast enough to turn back time. Obviously, he is unfit to raise my nephew. I must make Danny a child of a single father. Bruce, between sobs: Kill the speedster. Dick: No.

[thebubblesareevil]

Annoying villains runs in the family

I need to work on my other fics but had to share this

Danny isn’t doing well in school with all the ghost attacks and constant missions.

His parents don’t know about phantom but blame the ghosts for his grades so they send him to stay with his mother’s cousin.

He had already established a no fighting outside of amity rule with the ghosts so he did start improving in school. He was still exhausted though because those damn speedsters kept messing around with the time stream.

A flash accidentally knocks something over in the 1920s? Danny has to pick it back up before People notice and it fucks up history.

Danny is exhausted.

Needless to say when Danny is stuck on laundry duty one day and finds kid flash’s costume he’s feeling pretty fucking pissed.

He calls a family meeting and throws the costume down in front of Wally and they all think he’s about to confront them about their identities, but no.

Instead all present speedsters are forced to sit through an hour long lecture on not tampering with the time stream without going through the proper channels and do you know how fucking exhausted he is?!?!

Like they can’t even question him on anything because he pulls out a fucking slideshow of cause and effect and they are all just sinking into the couch in shame.

Then some random man walks in and starts a slideshow of all the ways they would have fucked up the timeline if they hadn’t intervened.

After Danny stomps away to take a nap they realize they still have no idea how Danny knows all that or who that man was

Any time they try to ask him though, he just starts a new lecture.

Wally’s given up, he’s tired of being scolded.

Barry is determined though, even if he knows way more about the French revolution now than he ever thought he would.

[bet-on-me-13]

Amity is a Dimensional Dump

So! Amity Park is a hub of weirdness of all sorts, mostly undead, but there are also a bunch of Multiversal oddities connected to the small town.

There are the minor anomalies. 5th Street has a bad habit of slipping into the Backrooms, Old Lady Jenkin's House sometimes has snow in summer, and of course the Night Sky had a 20% chance of swapping views to another Galaxy. Danny likes that one a lot.

But the biggest Anomaly is how many Multiversal Travellers get lost there.

They are always finding somebody wandering the streets with no idea where they are, and have to help them find their reality of origin. Other times they decide to stay for various reasons, ranging from a bad home life to being the only survivors of a Dead Universe. Half of the population if Amity was made up of the descendants of Lost Travelers, so their DNA was really a mixed bag.

Danny was flying over town when he spotted a Blur on the ground below.

He flew down to intercept, and found a boy in red and yellow panicking over his situation.

"Hey! Can I help you?" He called out.

The boy looked up, and gasped "Are you a Hero? I need help getting back to the Justice League!"

Danny chuckled, "Which one?"

The boy looked confused, "The Adult One? I guess?"

"Not what I meant, sorry. I mean, which Dimension are you from?" He clarified.

"Dimensions? What is going on!?" He shouted.

"Okay, let's calm down and restart. My name is Danny, who are you?" He introduced himself.

The boy took a deep breath, calming himself, before saying, "Okay, my name is Kid Flash, but you can just call me Wally."

[nightingale-prompts]

God's TV- DC x DP prompt

Accidentally summoning a god from another dimension can happen, especially when cults are involved. However, no can could predict that the not only was the god a teenage boy but also a very bored teenage boy who didn't want to leave.

So he stayed and moved into Titans tower.

Danny is helpful (when he wants to be) but rarely goes out on missions. He says they are boring and nothing is dangerous enough to exert the effort. Instead, he minds the medical bay. Having a healer more than made up for the lack of help.

It's not like anyone disliked Danny or thought he didn't do anything it was just that he was unpredictable. Danny could be nice, considerate, and even sweet if he was working in the medbay. He could also be a pain in the ass anywhere else. He loved pranks and scaring people with his powers. He was harmless though.

No one really knew what he did all day. He was usually in his room doing something they guested. Said room was an anomaly. It was larger on the inside having been made into a pocket dimension. The appearance and organization of the room changed every time you went in.

It was after one mission that the team learned what was in the room.

A rogue had used their invention to erase Superboy's memories and they didn't know what to do. They took him to Danny who was currently rearranging the medicine by color. They hoped that his powers covered mind-altering afflictions. Unfortunately, Danny couldn't wave a hand and fix this.

Instead, Danny took the group to his room. The decor was neon Tokyo meets space right now. The furniture was currently floating and almost hitting Wonder Girl in the head with an end table. Of course, there was no gravity here.

"Stay here while I grab it," Danny said flying up the vertical corridor.

While he was gone the room rearranged itself into a contemporary format. The furniture grounded itself and shifted into a normal living room.

Danny returned with a cart and a headset. He placed a card he pulled out of the cart into the headset and put it on the dazed Superboy's head.

"Wait what is that?" Tim asked.

"It's his memories. I kept a backup in case this happened." Danny shrugged.

Immediately everyone began asking what the hell does that mean and why does he have that.

"Oh please, this dimension has this happened all the time. Amnesia is so cliché and cheap. I saw a pattern and decided the easiest way to prevent you from losing the entirety of your lives was to make save states of your memories." Danny said matter of fact.

Robin pinched the bridge of his nose.

Impulse studied the rack of cases and looking for the card with his name on it.

Wondergirl sighed, she was used to this from Robin but even he wouldn't go this far.

"What? It's not like just anyone can find these. Only you can access your own memories anyways. I just decided to repurpose my RE:Viewer." Danny pouted.

"What is a reviewer?" Wally asked flipping through the cases. Each one had titles like moves or shows with an arrangement of stickers.

"The RE:Viewer is something I created to catalog things I've seen looking into other dimensions. I don't have an infinite memory you know. But the longer I have my title the more I'll lose touch with my mortality. These things help me stay close to people by giving me the chance to remember how it feels. I also have been using them to get the stories of others. Keeping their experiences like you'd keep a TV show or movie. So many stories could have been lost to time but now they are saved. I use them to teach myself." Danny smiled.

The concept genuinely sounded interesting. Like experiencing a movie in 4d.

It had been 3 minutes before Kon took off the headset and back to his old self.

Danny pulled the input card out and it disappeared into another realm with a flick of the wrist. Danny was completely honest that the copies were inaccessible to everyone but him.

"You feeling alright Superboy? Your memory should be backed up until a week ago." Danny said shining a light in his eye.

"I'm fine. I think. What happened?" Kon asked batting the light out of his eyes.

"Explanation later. Take a nap first. You aren't concussed at least." Danny informed.

"What are the stickers for?" Wally said pointing at the rainbow of colors the card cases had.

"Just the emotions associated with the experiences. Orange is comedy, red is action, pink is romance, and blue is tragedy." Danny listed. "That one with the pink is one of my favorites. I meddled a bit in that world. Two people who had never met fell in love at two points at different times. One of them was doomed to die but I worked my magic on a mirror that allowed them to meet once. They shared notes left in different places for the other months ahead. Makes you believe in true love. A real tear-jerker."

"What about the black stickers?" Wally asked.

"Don't touch the black ones," Danny said darkly, smacking his hand away. "You don't need to know about those. I don't like thinking about them."

"So you just take the memories of others and put them inside your machine to replay later?" Batgirl asked. "Isn't that kind of wrong?"

"No, I asked permission. I usually pull them aside at some point and ask. If it's my memories (that's the green stickers) I don't need to. The rainbow ones are simulations. Like a video games." Danny responded patting her on the back for not being to hard on him about this admittedly weird situation.

"So what's the black one with the rainbow sticker?" Wally asked picking up the case that was obviously stuffed in the back.

"STOP TOUCHING THOSE!" Danny yelled pulling him away.

[savanir]

Danny made an innocent comment comparing Kyle and Dick

Danny is very new in the "official" hero scene so all his comparisons are very surface level. Aka, they are both fun to be around. Easy to talk to. Have a similar build and the same hair colour.

And now Wally is going on a super speed rant about how wrong he is.

Danny, a younger brother, chronic shit starter, always down for a brawl because of his ghost side, enjoyer of having guys on top of him and general menace just let's a smirk spread over his face, chooses violence and then interrupts the speedster by saying.

"They are also both cops"

The look on wally's face is priceless, Danny thinks he'd be dead if the guy had heat vision.

"But at least Kyle is a super space cop, meanwhile-"

"That's it!"

Gar is on the floor laughing and Donna is trying really hard to figure out how she's going to break up a brawl between a guy with superspeed and a ghost she can't touch unless he let's her.

[clockwayswrites]

The Haunting of Danny Fenton Chapter 2, Part 2

Masterpost (Thank you jaythefae for reading over this so that I could post it! This migraine has me writing a lot of swapped words.)

Okay, okay fuck. That wasn’t what Wally was going for at all!

It was a tower! Like Titan’s tower and the lightning bolt was supposed to be him. He was trying to tell them who he was, not spell doom. Who made a tower doom?

Wally put his fingers to his lips and paced. Or paced as much as he could. If he went too far from Danny (and boy had it taken a long time to even learn Danny’s name) he would… disintegrate, for lack of a better word. And wow did Wally want a better word because he did not like disintegrating. People shouldn’t disintegrate!

“Okay, okay, I can work with this! I did go through a major—” Wally leaned in to try and hear the conversation. Danny was clear enough, but anything Mina (or not Danny) said was like listening to the words through wind storm.

“…upheaval and destruction. Change, basically,” Mina said.

He wished she’d shout.

“And… change is doom?” Danny said. He sounded as dubious as Wally felt about that.

Mina shrugged. “People don’t — change. Like — so they get grum— and then— and tada! Change bad.”

“Well, I mean. Of course they went through a change, they’re dead,” Danny said.

Wally winced so hard he bumped into and through Danny’s shoulder. Danny shuddered at the touch.

“Or if not dead, trapped somewhere,” Danny added with a glance towards where Wally was standing.

It was a good sign that Danny was starting consider that Wally wasn’t a ghost. Wally really, really didn’t think that he was dead, after all. But how to get across that he was trapped in the Speed Force? He didn’t think there would be a card for that.

Wally zipped over to Mina’s side, took the cards, and shuffled through them. He really wished that he knew what these damn things meant. A small part of his brain said that messing with the cards like this was messing up the meaning, but fortune telling wasn’t real. (At least not normal human fortune telling.) Once he had finished stacking the spread set with cards he hoped would be useful, he put the cards back and returned to Danny’s side.

The world blurred and crackled around him.

This was using too much energy that he didn’t have. Something had to come from it.

Please.

This had to help.

-

“Well, that wasn’t any help.”

“Don’t say that Danny,” Mina said, but even she was frowning slightly down at her cards as if they were a puppy that had piddled on the floor.

“Do you want to go grab some food? I’m craving one of those avocado, tofu, and facon sandwiches from that place you love.”

“Oh, yes, that sounds excellent,” Mina said, perking up. She stood from the table and started back towards the kitchen. “But before you go, I want to give you some of a special tea. It will help you settle into a sort of zone so that maybe you can have a better chance of connecting with your spirit without you being hurt.”

“Mina Aleshire, are you giving me drugs?” Danny gasped dramatically as he wandered after her, Hubris held limply in his arms.

She paused in opening the cabinet, as if really having to consider the question. “Well, nothing illegal?”

“Mina!”

“It’s an herbal blend!” she argued. “Just, maybe don’t have anywhere to go or anything to do for a few hours after taking it. You know, just in case.”

Danny sighed. “The worst part is that I’m really considering taking this mystery herb blend.”

“It’s better than having seizures,” she pointed out as she handed him a little satchel.

“It’s better than having seizures,” he agreed and took it.

-

The tea smelled like rain and honeysuckle. Danny cradled the mug he was using more carefully than the thick, chipped ceramic warranted. The warmth seeped into his palms and bones. He breathed the pungent smell in and then let out the breath slowly.

He didn’t know if this would work.

It was almost certainly a bad idea, what with him being not entirely human, but it was at least an idea. Danny had never seen one of Mina’s readings go so badly. It went so badly that Danny felt certain that the ‘ghost’ had been interfering. The problem was, is that Danny didn’t know if the sabotage was on purpose or from ignorance.

He wanted to believe that it was ignorance. That the ghost had been trying to tell them something, but in doing so had messed up the reading. But Danny always wanted to believe the best in people.

It had gotten him burned too often.

It might get him burned again if the ghost was really out to hurt him. Mina couldn’t give him the clearest answer on what the tea was going to do, but Danny was pretty sure that it was going to make his spirit less attached to his body for a bit so that he could commune with the things not of this realm. A less attached spirit meant one that was easier to sever.

But he was already half dead, so what did it matter?

Or so he told himself.

Before he could run around the logic again, Danny tipped the mug back and took a long, slow sip. It was spicier than he expected, but in a good way. He drained half the cup steadily as he slowly settled into the mound of pillows that made up his bed. It really wasn’t half bad, for magical drug tea.

“I think I can smell that from here. Which, dude, is saying a lot because I’m stuck in the Speed Force.”

Danny hummed. “What’s the Speed Force?”

“What’s the—can… can you hear me? Can you actually hear me? Did the weird tea do something?!?” the words came in such a rush that they were hard to follow. It didn’t help that they sounded like they were coming from a badly tuned ham radio.

“Slower. You have to be slower. I can barely understand you. You’re static. You’re always static to me,” Danny said.

“Sorry. I’m sorry! I’m sorry I am and that I hurt you, I don’t want to hurt you. I don’t mean to. But you’re the only one that I can hear and see! I need your help!” The words sped up and up again until they were a blur—a roar—a scream—

The mug hit the mattress and bounced onto the floor with a crack as Danny clutched at his head to try to block the sound out.

The talking stopped.

His head continued to ring.

Danny curled up into the pillows with a whimper.

It was a minute or days later when Danny felt fingers running through his hair. They were wonderfully warm.

“—always hurting you. You keep trying for me though, don’t you?”

“Wanta help,” Danny mumbled.

The fingers stilled then picked back up their path. “I need the help too, which is… I’m supposed to be the hereo here, you know?”

“You’re dead,” Danny said.

“Ugh, no! Come on, you were finally moving away from that idea, Danny! I’m not dead! I’m trapped in the Speed Force.”

Danny finally found the strength to roll himself over. Bright blue eyes set among fiery hair and a beautiful scattering of freckles blinked down at him. Danny reached up an unsteady hand to brush over one of the freckled cheeks.

“Speed Force?”

“What gives me my powers. Something went wrong and I’m trapped. You seem to be the only one that can hear or see me and it’s hurting you.”

“Yeah, seizures suck,” Danny said. The world around them was just a swirl of color. Like when a ride at a carnival was spinning so fast that nothing was real anymore. “I don’t think I’m going to be okay when I wake up.”

They laughed, but it was a bitter, choked off sound. “No, Danny, I don’t think you’re going to be okay either.”

“Oh. How can I help you?”

They shook their head, red hair flew about. “You should focus on yourself.”

“Already hurt,” Danny pointed out. “Make it worth it. How can I help you?”

Their blue eyes searched his and then closed as they gave an almost keening whine. Man, they really were worried about him, weren’t they?

“If you can remember, go to Titan’s Tower,” they said finally. “Ask for Nightwing and… and tell him that I said that he's a real dick, okay?”

Danny blinked.

The world spun and spun and spun.

“What?”

“He’ll know what I mean,” they insisted. “He’ll know it’s from me. Tell the Titans that I’m with you and I’m trapped in the Speed Force and I need them to get me out.”

There was an alarm screaming now. Was it time to get up?

“And take care of yourself a little, okay?”

People were shouting.

“Okay.”

The world went dark.

[stealingyourbones]

Barry Allen’s relationship to the Speedforce is very science based because of the technological 50s and focus on nuclear technology and sciences in general media.

Wally Wests relationship to the Speedforce is spiritual because new wave religious movement was big in the 90s. A primary focus of the bad guys Wally fights in his comics are cults too because of this.

With that in mind: I feel like there should be a lot more ideas where Wally West handles various ghost king summoning cults rather than the Bats. That man experiences cults every other day istg.

[scho17]

Danny in Central City,,, hot single dad Danny (de-aged Ellie and Dante) and Wally bumping into him and being absolutely enamored. I am so normal and average and normal about them.

Wally: He's smart, cute, and funny, and he's good with his kids. I just- I can't do anything in front of him without tripping over my own two feet!

Dick: Have you considered - and this is gonna sound crazy - asking him out on a date.

Wally who's usually confident when it comes to flirting because he knows what he's got, but Danny just makes him Feel Things. Warm and tingly and a million butterflies all at once. After every interaction he's kicking himself cause he's can't seem to stop stumbling over his words and c'mon get a grip West!

Also Ellie is 100% trying to play matchmaker meanwhile Dante is the biggest hater out there. He's going to make Wally WORK for the right to date Danny.

[cosmic-dust-poltergeist]

Pt 5 of the Danny is a clone/reincarnation in DC au. Tw: discussions of sa and child sa

[Part 4 here]

Danny is not sure how he got talked into this. Sure, he's been steadily getting better at "normal" interactions over the last 2 and a half years, and he's met or is family with everyone here, but it's still a lot. It's Dick, Wally, Kori, Raven, Jon, Damian, Kon, Bernard, Tim, Jason, Roy, and him all camped out in the second largest family room for a sleepover. Sort of. As overwhelmed as he feels, it's still rather fun.

They have movies playing in the background while they all play different games. At first, different groups split off to play board games or card games, but Dick decided they should play something all together. It was hard to find something that accommodated so many players, so they decided to play never have I ever.

Danny could even play honestly because everyone here knows about his "second set" of memories. So there's no questions if he puts a finger down to something he hasn't technically done from their perspective. But it does mean they hone in when he hesitates.

"Never have I ever lost my virginity." Damian said it because he knew Tim, Jason, and Dick would put their fingers down, but his eyes widen when Danny debates if he should. "Seriously?"

"I'm not sure it counts.." Danny shifts uncomfortably.

"Oh-ho! You lose it to someone Before?" Jason teases, "Who was it? A girlfriend? A boyfriend?"

"Jason.." Dick scolds while staring hard at Danny. He's clearly pieced it together. There's this look on his face that isn't sympathy, but empathy. Danny feels sick knowing his eldest brother knows exactly what he means because he's also been through something similar.

"I've actually never made it past kissing with a romantic interest." Danny can see the exact moment his very specific wording clicks. He starts trembling as a bunch of ugly emotions make themselves known.

"Shit."

"Danny-"

"I don't think it counts." Dick cuts everyone off, his sunshine smile nowhere to be seen. "No more than my assaults should be considered cheating."

The way Kori flinches leads Danny to believe that's exactly what she accused him of at some point. He knows they're exs, but didn't know the details. The guilt written all over her over this topic is reassuring, though.

"Sometimes things happen outside of our control." Dick gives a small sad smile. "Which means we can't blame ourselves. We just figure out how to live in the aftermath."

The fact Dick has been sexually assaulted seems to be news to everyone, but Wally and Kori. The anger on both of their behalves is heartwarming, but Danny just feels the need to scrub his skin raw. The images of the pedophiles pretending to be scientists flashing before his eye and their phantom touches making him feel dirty.

"I'm never going to escape what that lab did to me.."

"You already are." Kon pipes up. "Look around you, kid. Even just a year ago, you wouldn't have agreed to be part of this hangout. Sure, the scars will never go away, you'll have moments where you feel like nothing but an experiment or a tool, instead of the kind and bright person you are, but that's okay-"

"Whenever you forget. The people who care about you will just have to remind you!" Jon's bright grin has sadness mixed in it.

"Danny?" Tim shuffles closer. "Can I hug you?"

Danny doesn't verbally answer, just nods and crawls into Tim's lap. Danny curls up tightly and whispers. "I think I'm done playing for now."

"Alright.." Tim hugs him close, rubbing soothing circles on his back. A glance towards Dick reveals Wally and Kori have him sandwiched between them, giving him comfort.

"How..." Jason starts slowly, clearly still recovering from the information that his eldest and youngest brothers have both been assaulted. "How about we play Uno? We have 3 packs worth, so there should be enough."

Danny knows this won't be the last time the topic of their assaults are brought up, but it's a weird sort of painful healing to even just acknowledge it happened. It'll probably also stop them from trying to push him into relationships like they do with Damian. He can't stomach the thought of dating currently. He's happy just sticking to platonic affection for now.

[deadsetobsessions]

Of all the places he could have been summoned to, Danny Phantom had never considered a private school’s bathroom to be one of them.

With glowing green skin, a shock of flickering flames for hair, and a suit made out of the spaces between collapsing stars, Danny stared down at the stupefied faces of Gotham Academy’s finest students. One of them had their face in their hands, having caught sight of him and undergoing all the stages of grief in but a moment.

They sat around a circle that he was appropriately impressed with considering the limited space they had to work with. Danny could see the empty stalls, some of which were adorned with drawings and writings that were left by the, no-doubt, extremely busy caretaker.

“Seriously, a bathroom?” Danny wrinkled his nose.

“Holy shit, that actually worked?” One of the kids blurted out, then slammed their hands on top of their mouth.

“Did you expect it not to?” Danny squinted at them, frowning. It’s Friday, so it’s not like he had much to do, but Danny would prefer it if his time wasn’t wasted.

“No- no, your… uh, highness?”

“All of that schooling and you’re still uneducated,” one of the other ones hissed at the red headed kid who spoke. It’s “Your Majesty.” He’s a king, idiot!”

That was a pretty solid burn but, “It’s actually just Phantom. Did you guys want something? I’m busy.”

He’s not busy, but who cares?

“Uh…” the kids exchanged glances. The one in the back sighed and spoke up. He adjusted his glasses.

“We’re sorry for bothering you, Phantom. You wouldn’t happen to have a solution for dimensional separation, would you?”

“Huh.” Danny tilted his head, face souring. “I hate dimensional issues. They’re the worst. Who’s causing them?”

“His name’s Klarion!” The one who slapped a hand across his mouth earlier piped up.

“Oh! The lords of chaos or whatever. Yeah, I can help, for a price.”

Danny is against unpaid labor. Extremely against it, considering his side gig is being a half-dead vigilante. Then again, are you really a vigilante if you’re not half dead on a regular basis?

“What do you want?” Despite the reluctance from earlier, it’s clear the one with the glasses made the big decisions in this weird friend group.

“… A hundred dollars.”

“That’s it? No stipulations?” When Danny nodded, the kid had a calculating expression. “Deal.” The teen said immediately. He pulled out cash and wow, Danny’s definitely in a place with a different tax bracket.

He snatched it. Nasty burger money!

“Deal’s a deal. Also, don’t ever summon me again, but if you do, don’t ever do it in a bathroom again. You kids are so weird.” Danny floated out of the circle, grinning sharply. He formed a small bird- he doesn’t know why, but it felt right- of ice and handed it to the kid with glasses. “There. Proof of the deal.”

With that, Danny disappeared. Private school kids were so fucking weird, but… Dash and his goons were probably worse. What’s a little ritualistic summoning in the face of teenagers?

——

“I leave you guys alone for ten minutes and you summon the king of the dead?” Robin narrowed his eyes at his teammates, traitors who had the good graces to look sheepish. “How could you?! I wanted to try, too!”

Kid Flash patted him on the shoulder, a granola bar appearing in his mouth now that the possible world ending terror disappeared. “Sorry, Rob. Maybe next time! Magic still isn’t real though.”

“I’m not doing this shit in a bathroom again,” Artemis rolled back to her feet. “He sounded like he was going to rip our bones out if we ever summoned him in a bathroom again.”

“Ugh…”

[fadinggalaxysalad]

you know I am firmly on the Long Haired Danny wagon, i have my seat picked out and snacks for the ride.

Danny would have his hair up once they start cooking or using sewing machines (maybe they can make scrunchies one day and start a basket of those up for grabs, I just like Danny being the I Know A Guy for all the niche teen shit). Messy bun with one of those head wrap face mask things in galaxy prints to keep the wispy hairs out of his face. Which means poor Wally has a clear view of those pretty bright (glowy) eyes before he's meeting floor tile. Delicately pointed ears with piercings, maybe some cute little ghostie charms or gummy bears depending on the vibe of the day. Wally is finding more and more little details to notice every time they 'accidentally' run into each other. First time Danny's seen with his hair down, Flash almost lets a criminal loose because he was so distracted he let go. Poor man was not prepared for the scattered braids with cuffs and beads, more jewelry than he ever wears in school (long necklaces are a hazard after all) and pants that have to be too tight for the teachers dress code. Maybe he's got Captain Cold in hand (literally) and Leonard, who's a smart man, puts two and two together and Flash is getting a discussion on how he better not deliberately hurt his cousin. Danny can get the same talking to once the masks are off, Flash is his hero, he has to be at his best in order to make this worth while.

Okay okay I've seen a Lot of teacher Danny Aus but what if instead of chemistry or engineering...

It's Home Ec. Like this guy decided to get a degree in home economics due to literally the death trap of a house he grew up in where he ans his sister had to learn home economics things on their own so they could just survive.

But this is Danny so of course his classes are chaotic.

First day he brings out a microwave and a series of different food ingredients and shows his students just what you aren't supposed to microwave. And the first thing be shows is eggs.

By showing each different method that people have tried to cook eggs in a microwave with various levels of explosive results. Starting with a raw still shelled egg.

He did provide them noise canceling headphones and safety goggles just in case.

"Alright class, today you are going to learn what you can't cook in a microwave!"

[thebubblesareevil]

Annoying villains runs in the family

I need to work on my other fics but had to share this

Danny isn’t doing well in school with all the ghost attacks and constant missions.

His parents don’t know about phantom but blame the ghosts for his grades so they send him to stay with his mother’s cousin.

He had already established a no fighting outside of amity rule with the ghosts so he did start improving in school. He was still exhausted though because those damn speedsters kept messing around with the time stream.

A flash accidentally knocks something over in the 1920s? Danny has to pick it back up before People notice and it fucks up history.

Danny is exhausted.

Needless to say when Danny is stuck on laundry duty one day and finds kid flash’s costume he’s feeling pretty fucking pissed.

He calls a family meeting and throws the costume down in front of Wally and they all think he’s about to confront them about their identities, but no.

Instead all present speedsters are forced to sit through an hour long lecture on not tampering with the time stream without going through the proper channels and do you know how fucking exhausted he is?!?!

Like they can’t even question him on anything because he pulls out a fucking slideshow of cause and effect and they are all just sinking into the couch in shame.

Then some random man walks in and starts a slideshow of all the ways they would have fucked up the timeline if they hadn’t intervened.

After Danny stomps away to take a nap they realize they still have no idea how Danny knows all that or who that man was

Any time they try to ask him though, he just starts a new lecture.

Wally’s given up, he’s tired of being scolded.

Barry is determined though, even if he knows way more about the French revolution now than he ever thought he would.