#fae danny phantom

[rottingghosty]

The Matriarch | DC X DP (again)

if you ever wonder in the future why most of my ideas come to me at night please let it be known i am a night owl and also i work graveyards and thats when my hamster wheel of a brain starts working. once again there will be errors cause its 2am as usual and i just write these when the idea comes and cannot bother to correct myself. this is an old draft

prompt: Gotham City is a hub where the supernatural gather, only few were allowed to establish a line in the very core of its being. It was notoriously picky about who were allowed, it was here where the Devin family- relatives to the Wayne family had settled briefly before a portion of the family separated from the main family. It was when Danny turns to attend Gotham University where he stumbles upon the who is the matriarch of his bloodline.

Danny couldn’t help but stare at the Dullahan before him, her head was on her neck but held on with ecto fishing line as stitches and a black ribbon tied around to hide them. The Dullahan gave a smile as she tilted her head curiously, a soft laugh escaping her.

“I’m uh Danny. Danny Devin.” He had abandoned the Fenton name quickly enough after he ran away a few years ago after the reveal went wrong, he remembered how his aunt Alicia mentioned that rarely anyone in the family drop the Devin name and that his mother was one of the few was a shock to the others. In Gotham, there were countless Devins— all relatives and non relatives but they took care of each other like it was nothing. He ignored the thought of aunt Alicia being disappointed how quick his m— Maddie had changed her tune about the supernatural.

“I don’t get why your ma changed her mind like that. She could’ve been the best in the family but meeting Jack changed her. She’s not the Mads I knew.” Aunt Alicia told him one night, when he called her to let her know he was okay but he couldn’t go back home.

She accepted, never questioned and its why she was one of the few he kept in contact with. She’d been the one to tell him about their bloodline— how attuned they were with anything involving the veil and how death tended to not keep them down.

“We’re an omen, our very essence is connect to those involved in death. Maddie forgot that.”

“You are one of mine, yes. I can feel it.” The Dullahan said softly as she reached out and ran her fingers through his hair, his core releasing a pleasant trill at the affectionate touch. He hadn’t gotten affection like this often, his par— Jack and Maddie would pat his shoulder of give him a hug but it wasn’t enough. Jazz would try her best but she tended to avoid physical contact and he couldn’t blame her— not when the adults in their family were more focused on ectobiology over being there for their kids.

The touch was filled with motherly warmth and if Danny was in ghost form he believed he would’ve been floating off the ground and following the touch like those cartoons of people floating off to follow the scent of pies. It’s like his very core knew he wouldn’t get hurt, that the Dullahan would rather be Ended than cause harm on one of her own.

“My name is Maeve Devin, you can call me grandma or granny. If that feels uncomfortable, aunt Maeve is fine as well. As long as you are in this city, you are under the protection of mine just as the others are. Lady Gotham is a family friend.”

Aunt Maeve said as she brushed his bangs away to take a closer look at his features just as he took in hers as well. Her skin was pale and she had long red hair in loose curls and it stopped at her waist. He could see various streaks of white that peeked out whenever she moved her head. Blue eyes similar to his own, she was a bit shorter than him since he’s been gaining height after finally being able to catch up on the nutrients he needed when he was still in high school.

She wore clothing that was casual, a loose band t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants but he honestly wasn’t surprised cause it is a weekend and he hadn’t planned on visiting his mother’s side of the family yet but he somehow found his way here.

“Oh the Bats will adore you.” Maeve murmurs and Danny was kinda afraid, he doesn’t know what the Bats are but he can definitely hear the capital B in the word. Should he be worried? He wants to be worried but he decides to trust Aunt Maeve because he knows Fae can’t lie.

Oh wow his family are descendants of a Fae. Huh, is that why he’s horrible at lying? He mentally puts a pin on that thought for future Danny to handle.

“Come, the others wish to meet you.” Aunt Maeve tugs him along deeper into the house— it was more of a manor and Danny has a silent crisis over the fact that the Devin family are rich enough to afford a manor as he crosses the threshold of the house.

tldr:

i just like the idea that danny was bound to die at any point because his family is bound to death from maddie’s side and its why he got chosen to be a halfa by the realms when the portal opened and basically killed him enough to bring him back. death’s the grandmother who likes her grandbabies but definitely picks favorites on the ones near death to give them a gift thats basically ✨the very being of death (maeve for example)✨

maddie’s side of the family are heavily connected to the supernatural/death scene but maddie cut ties to that and became very anti supernatural because of jack and its why she’s that way today. alicia’s disappointed but doesnt fight maddie on it because everyone else cut maddie off and alicia worries for her sister yk. phantom reveal gone wrong, alicia called aunt maeve to take danny in and maeve pulled some strings so he has a ride to gotham u.

danny has yet to realize that since maeve is a dullahan, death was always going to come to him because she had visited once because the scent of death on danny was STRONG before his accident and he saw her briefly before it. once he realizes he has many feelings about this and it doesn’t help that the wayne family reek of death.

he’ll settle in the devin manor and claim it as his haunt one day but also danny’s silently like “what the fuck” because his bloodline is fae??? WHO THE FUCK SMASHED A DULLAHAN??? all while bruce gets a surprise visit from maeve who drops danny off to be babysat (despite him being 18) and is like “cousins. play nice, i have to hunt :)”

every supernatural in the devin family were human once before they were blessed (in a fucked up way) by death

[redelliavalentinos]

Fae Danny concept!

...I may have fallen down The TinkerBell rabbit hole on Disney+

[fanaroff]

Hear me out:

Danny has more of the younger generations than the older due to their proclivity to actually saying “thank you” to service workers. If I’m remembering right, telling a fae “thank you” means you now acknowledge and owe them for a service done for you, whether you actually acknowledge it mentally or not.

So on top of owning their names, if he asks them to do something (usually worded as a favor), they won’t actually have a choice but to honor the favor. Intentionally or not. I feel like things would just kind of happen in a “coincidental” sort of way that only those outside of the situation can even see as being strange.

Like Danny being outside of the coffee shop on the way home and just sort of says out loud to himself “Damn, I could really do with some Chinese food right now.” A guy walking towards him suddenly realizes he was carrying the wrong takeout order and was way too many blocks away from the restaurant to put in the effort to go get it changed. But it’s not something he wants to eat. He “hears” some vaguely familiar random kid talking about Chinese food and just passes it to him. Favor no longer owed.

Danny, subconsciously, never actually says thank you. His body language and instinctual deflection can make you think he apologized but he just acted really thankful.

Danny is a Fae at Starbucks

So! Danny works by Fae Rules, Names and all, but he has no idea about that because he was forced to run away from Home (and the Ghost portal) before his Ghostly Education could be completed.

He runs to Gotham and eventually gets a job at Starbucks, or some other Cafe.

He has to ask the question "Could I get your name please?" A LOT while working there. And unintentionally steals hundreds of Names by the end of his first day, much less a week or a month into his job.

One day, Constantine visits Gotham for a Meeting with Batman, but by the time he gets to the Meeting Point he has bigger issues to discuss.

"Why the hell does half of your City belong to a Fae Lord?!"

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC Ring of Rage? More Like Ring of Engage

The thing is, Tim didn't mean to put it on. He was just kind of playing with it to keep his hands busy while he was thinking about the recent murder case. GCPD had their hands full with the serial robbers that didn't rank high enough to catch Batman's attention, and Tim never had a problem with helping the police if he had time.

And the ring was a perfect fidget toy, if he is being honest. Small and plain enough not to distract him, but the round stone in the middle was loosely attached, making it able to spin inside the frame. Which is what he did, again and again, like those fidget spinners.

Of course, he was just destined to drop it sooner or later. And then, when he reached under the table to pick it up, his finger caught inside the ring, and, well.

The ring was now firmly on his finger.

The problem was that he couldn't take it off.

It wasn't stuck, at least not in the general sense of it - Tim could easily spin it around, and it wasn't tight. But it wasn't loose either, and as soon as he tried to move it past the knuckle, the ring heavily disagreed, almost like shrinking down and absolutely refusing to be detached.

Barbara suggested soap, which didn't work. Dick tried for a more mechanical approach, first with pliers and then with a laser, which the ring resisted with no effort. Cass, who was actually the one who brought the damned thing into the Cave after one of her adventures in Hong Kong, just smiled and shrugged, which was of no help either. Damian offered to cut the finger off, which probably would have helped, but Tim rather liked all his limbs attached.

Bruce called Constantine. The magician took one look at the ring, barked a humorless laugh, and pat Tim on the shoulder sympathetically.

"Congrats, mate," he said, a wry smile on his lips, "I hope you file for divorce."

Although, while all the rest of the Bats and Birds devolved into fits of hysterical laughter (Steph), indignant sputtering (Damian), and cries of outrage (everyone else sans Alfred, who was pointedly unimpressed), Tim couldn't even bring himself to be surprised. Really, his life had been a shitshow since he was around ten. It's not like he didn't expect himself to be accidentally married to some otherworldly magical creature by this point.

The worst part - worse than the actual engagement, that is - was that Constantine couldn't exactly tell them who the spouse was.

What he did say was that the Ring belonged to the King of Infinite Realms, Keeper of Unseen Worlds, and Eyes of Universe. But those were only titles, and, as John Constantine begrudgingly admitted, there has been a change in the management recently, so no one really knew what the new almighty monarch looked like or what they were, much less their whereabouts.

"You can't blame me for not being keen to find out, though," John said, wincing, "The last one was a bloody tyrant, and the Realms operate under the right of conquest rule."

At least, the mage assured them that since the being had not yet come to collect their shiny new spouse, they might never show up at all. The Ring has been lost for ages after all, so maybe the King didn't even remember having one. Or, the previous King didn't, and the new one didn't know about or didn't care.

The first week after the incident, they spent anxiously researching and worrying. Bruce even went as far as making Tim wear a tracker at all times, which was not great, but he did appreciate the gesture. Kind of.

After the first month with no sign of any changes, the worry started to abate. In half a year, most of the family stopped trying to keep an eye on Tim at all times lest he suddenly disappeared. Two years later, even Tim himself treated the Ring as a natural part of his daily life. The stone inside was still a great fidget toy, engagement or not.

Three years, one month, and five days after Tim first put the Ring on his finger, when the world was falling apart and breaking in front of him and there was not a single thing he could do to stop it anymore, Tim pressed his lips to the cold, dark strip of unknown metal on his finger.

"Whoever you are, I don't even care, please," he whispered in a useless prayer, his voice hoarse and his throat dry, "please, help."

And the world came to a stop with a short, amused chuckle.

"Oh, I thought you'd never ask."

[part 2 ->]

[tired-all-the-time22]

Working on ghost prince Danny design,,

This sketch is pretty so I wanted to share it

[goblin-on-fire-art]

Day 16 - Fairy Ring

A fairy AU! danny accidentally gets caught in a fairy ring portal but fairies from both the human and fey realm trick each other into owning him, so he is part fey and part human!

[deadsetobsessions]

“Danny!” Tim comes screeching into the Lavender Room. Bruce had it built and decorated for him when Danny had expressed interest in lurking on the manor grounds. They were an odd bunch, these Bats. They’d even taken to leaving him fresh cream and freshly baked loaves of bread on the built in counter. Interesting choice.

“Little Sparrow. What is it?” Danny moved, long strides just a bit off as he approached the frantic pseudo Robin. The kid clung to him as much as he was frantically tugging Danny to the main manor.

“It’s Bruce! He’s being controlled! I don’t know-” Danny scooped Tim up and pulled on that otherness the bubbled beneath his veins. They melded into shadows and emerged to the other side, sequestered a hidden alcove overlooking the Batcave.

The sounds of blows being traded echoed, bouncing weirdly off of the screeching bats. Danny loved it. He peered down as Nightwing slammed an elbow onto his mentor’s face before doing a twisty maneuver a naga would have approved of to kick him in the throat.

Some of those hits are harder than Danny expected. Both Danny and Tim caught the glint of an unhinged grin playing at Nightwing’s lips.

“It seems Dick has this well in hand, little sparrow,” Danny lowered his voice, amusement sparking like grinding steel behind his eyes.

“…He might be working out some stuff.” Tim admitted, wincing as mind controlled Bruce took a crushing blow to the ribs.

“If that ‘stuff’ consists of repressed anger, yes.” Danny sighed admiringly as Nightwing screamed in Bruce’s face before kicking him viciously in the ankle. “Perhaps I’ll step in, hm, little sparrow?”

Tim’s grip tightened on his sleeve before releasing. “Better you than me.”

Danny hummed, drawing a little more from his otherness to appear directly before Bruce.

“That’s enough, Jwenar.”

“Awe,” it was disconcerting to hear a high pitched voice coming from “I eat gravel and Alfred’s honey oatmeal for breakfast” Batman. “Come on Danny! I was just having a bit o’ fun! He’d have gotten his body back!”

“When? In ninety years? Out, Jwenar. I won’t say it again,” Danny sternly pointed away from Bruce, eyes flashing green. Behind him, Dick was trying to look like he wasn’t disappointed his beat down had been interrupted.

“Ugh,” Jwenar sulked, detaching themselves from Bruce’s neck. The little mosquito like fae snarled. “Next time, then.”

“There will be no next time.” Danny scolded, before swatting them so hard, they rocketed back into the Wilds.

“… Was it necessary to hit me that hard, Dick?” Bruce wearily asked, holding his broken nose.

“I don’t know, B, was it necessary to withhold Jason’s death from me?” Dick asked sweetly. Danny rumbled with laughter.

He liked these Bats, feral as they were.

His mouth stretched into a sharp, sharp, sharp grin.

He thinks he’ll keep them.

[icedghostlatte-art]

Fae Prince locked in a tower dreams of being rescued... By a dragon?

[starry-bi-sky]

a half-ghost--? no- no wait, that's a changeling. that's even worse.

so i'd like to preface this by saying this stems from me going entirely off the rails thinking about tales of the passerine-- which is frankly quite on brand for me to think of one au, and then develop it so far left ways that it makes another au entirely.

bUT. Context! Danny's ancestors sometime before they immigrated to America had a fae marry into the family. This had its Side Effects. Naturally. The Fentonnightengale responsible for this charmed a fae thanks to their swagless nature and awkward demeanor, so instead of getting eaten the fae thought it was cute instead. The fae marrying into the family had an affinity for music, but that kinda repressed itself by accident -- blame the salem witch trials.

By the time Danny is born, the fae blood has become so latent that it really doesn't show up anymore other than the Fentons Eccentricity and obsession with the supernatural (a latent desire to return home to the fae realm - aka infinite realms). There's an unnatural charm surrounding the fenton that really only creeps almost every human within a visual radius, and Danny is no exception.

hoWEVEr. the accident that turned danny into a halfa in one timeline did no such thing in this one -- it just reactivated his latent fae blood, and reactivated it with a fervor. Effectively turning Danny from a human into a changeling.

Danny just thinks at first that he's a half-ghost -- only to realize later on from Clockwork that he's not one at all. He's very much fae -- which is a wild discovery for Danny to make. It also means his rogues are quite a bit more intimidated by him. Fae are above ghosts in the Infinite Realm Creature Hierarchy, no matter how powerful they are. A fae can still Steal the name of a ghost, so Danny's rogues are rather skittish/unsure around Danny until they realize he doesn't know he's a changeling -- after that, many of them vow to try and keep it secret amongst themselves.

Danny's 'ghost' form is rather birdlike, and in human form his appearance warps to match his comfortability. When he's alone with his friends he starts taking on unnatural features. -- his blue-green eyes brighten and his pupils elongate, his teeth sharpen, and his ears grow longer and animal-like. His hair softens to be more feathery, his nails sharpen. In general he takes on more 'bird-ish' features. At school, around his parents, and when he's stressed, tense, or scared, he looks completely human -- an instinctual survival mechanism.

As a ghost, he has large, pretty wings that gradient from black to dark purple-blue, with a shimmer across the feathers that resembles the aurora borealis. His limbs elongate, his legs becoming bird-like and his talons grow on both his feet and nails. His ears vaguely resemble a rabbit's, although they don't flop down like one. All his teeth sharpen. Razor sharp chompers, capable of biting through bone. His eyes take on a greenish-hue, but otherwise remain the same color, albeit his sclera becomes blue-ish and his pupils become diamond-shaped and white. Rings of seafoam blue circle around his iris, creating a reflective sheen. He makes chirping, creaking noises, and when he speaks there's a faint overlap that is very enchanting.

Overall he's rather beautiful in a terrifyingly inhuman way, its hard to take your eyes off him. He has a lot of feathers. He's very drawn to singing and music in general, and gets into music sometime after his accident. He likes flutes/ocarinas/woodwinds the most, followed shortly after by strings, and then piano. He also slowly loses the ability to lie -- which is really annoying and also terrifying until he learns how to reword himself and become a better wordsmith.

SInce this stemmed from an older brother dpdc au, its gonna stay an older brother dpdc au alsfh. i'll just get to the dpxdc part in another post since i wanted to get this off my chest first

[stars-obsession-pit]

“How dare you use his face”

The Infinite Realms and the Faerie Lands are closely interlinked. Not quite identical, but overlapping and intermingling with each other far more than they do with the mundane world. The haunts of ghosts and the distant lands of Fantasy are all but indistinguishable to most outsiders.

The denizens, too, sometimes bear many similarities. It can be difficult to tell at a glance which category an entity falls under—especially if they’re a more liminal case.

So when Damian saw one such entity wearing the guise of his missing twin, he came to a reasonable but incorrect conclusion. One that made him very, very angry at the thing standing before him.

He assumed that he was seeing a Faerie that had stolen Danyal’s face and name.

[rottingghosty]

Heyyy psst it's here.

The au is real, the fic is real and now it's here!! I cut out some extra parts for the next chapter!! Please note: it's only registered for users to read because of the whole AI scrapping fanfics and i dislike it

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65119084/chapters/167474050

[redelliavalentinos]

I could hear things they couldn't.

I could see things they couldn't.

I could sense things they couldn't.

I could sway two elements at once. They couldn't.

I could wander all seasons. They couldn't.

They followed tradition. I didn't.

They needed pixie dust to fly. I didn't.

I had magic they didn't.

I had two talents. They didn't.

They all had somewhere to belong... I didn't.

[that-weird-thing-in-the-woods]

•~{ Heyyy, So I just watched the one Weeping Angel episode of Doctor Who and my brain will not shut the hell up so there’s my attempt to shut it up }~•

•Stone Angel•

Young Justice is in a forest.

They have just finished a mission report and were on their way to get some food so they were not in their hero gear and it was supposed to be normal but hero’s lives can never be normal can they.

As they were walking down the street they heard yelling and then a portal opens up under him and drags them in and the everything goes black for the group.

In who knows how long the group wakes up In a dark forest and start trying to come up with a plan but with the sun almost down it would be better if they find shelter as they don’t know what kind of animals live in this forest.

So they start walking and talking about what they should do and how to get in touch with their mentors and that’s when they hear it, it was just the simple sound of a branch snapping nothing new in a forest like this but as they looked to where the branch snapped that’s when they saw it.

A large figure at least 10-11 feet tall but they were unable to see it clearly as it was covered in shadows but the YJL didn’t have time to ask questions because as soon as the figure noticed that they saw them it started to run at them in a inhuman way and they started to run for their life.

Thankfully as they were young hero’s they could run faster then a normal person would but with the figure hat on their tail it was only a matter of time to see who started to slow down first and than they saw it.

A castle it looks very old but at least they would be anyway from the thing so they started to run even fast and they were almost there! that’s when Kon saw them, it was a person they were laying by a large pond and with how the figure reacted to them well it wouldn’t be good, So Kon dashes over to the person and grabs them and books it back to the now open gates with his team yelling for him to run and that’s when Tim pulls him in and they shut the gate with all of them inside..

What that thing was….

-•—••••••••••••••••—•-

•Background•

The G.I.W took Danny.

Wait let’s go back a bit, Danny with Jazz and told his parents everything from the accident to being Phantom and they were horrified that they were shooting at their son and they immediately start to make all of their weapons ignore Danny and throw out all of their connections with the G.I.W.

But Danny still has to deal with ghost that come from the portal and his parents can’t help with and that’s when the G.I.W grab him after giving him a shot of sedatives to knock him TF out for a while.

After about 5 months the Fentons find where the G.I.W have been keeping Danny and when they find him he is on the verge of fully dying but luckily Danny’s core turns Danny into stone for his own sake but right now the Fentons grab Danny and book it out of there (and kill a few agents but Danny doesn’t need to know) and they call Clockwork to ask him what they should do and if he can help Danny.

And Clockwork says that with the G.I.W still around it’s not safe for Danny to be on this world and Clockwork can take him somewhere safe but Danny will never be able to come back so with some sad goodbyes Danny and Clockwork head into the portal and the Fentons destroy the portal behind them.

But with Clockwork being the Ancient Of Time he wouldn’t be able to care for Danny in the way he needs so Clockwork can’t take care of him so he looks around to see someone that owes him a favor or two and that he also knows will not betray him and he was have no luck until he remembered one of his most powerful allies that who’s him a favor.

The Ancient Of The Wilds.

They would probably be open to taking care of Danny so Clockwork try’s it and brings Danny to them and it goes well and They taking Danny from him and brings him to a old castle that is in their lair.

And that how we get here.

-•—••••••••••••••••—•-

•Little Facts•

•The reason that Danny’s core turned him into stone was a core is like a persons instincts to protect themselves but for ghost it’s more powerful

•Danny likes to stay by the pond because when he is stone he is kinda in this almost asleep mode and he likes to hear the birds and water

•All of Danny clothes, and jewelry are from a room inside of the castle

•The Deer Bone Headed Being and Danny are chill as hell with each other

•Danny likes to make The Deer Bone Headed Being aquatic flowers when his spot is shaded by the large trees

•Danny’s favorite time is when it gets colder as the sun goes down so much faster and he and The Being can hang out more

•With Danny being Stone most of the time it takes a while for his legs to start working again so the being just carries him around most of the time

•Danny’s legs is fine it’s just that the muscles still think that they are stone most of the time 

•It looks creepy as hell when Danny turns back from Stone and it also makes it look like a curse 👀

•The Deer Bone Headed Being is just trying to get Danny back to his spot by or in the pond before the sun rises and They are turned to stone / Forced back in the woods

•This is a horror/Paranormal story to YJL and they have to protect this clearly cursed person and Danny just confused about who these kids are and why are they so protective of him??

•Danny is well over 120 years old by the time the YJL find him

•Danny just calls the Deer Bone Headed Being “Runes” as it was the first thing they said that Danny could understand

•The kids do not know that as soon as Danny touches light he starts to turn to stone

•Danny knows that Runes hates it when other people are in the castle/forest so he says that but YJL wildly misunderstands it lol

-•—••••••••••••••••—•-

•Appearances•

[Anything that Danny is wearing also turns into stone until the sun goes down]

[and here is what I’m thinking Runes looks like]

•~{And that’s it! Hope this shuts up the brain lol anyway until next time you gremlins!}~•

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC More Shit Fae!Danny Has Said While Living With Waynes

Dick, opening his arms wide and going for a hug: hey, Danny!

Danny, looking him in the eyes without blinking: did you know that centuries ago fae really liked to crawl inside human bodies and use them as nests? I heard human insides are really warm and squishy.

Dick, sweating, frozen in place: ...no?..

Danny, smiling and cheerfully jumping to hug Dick: I didn't either!

Jason, because he is feeling adventurous today: I have a question. Where do Fae come from?

Danny: Ah, so B hadn't had the Talk with you yet, what a shame. So when a woman and a man love each other very much-

Damian: Enough of your foolish jokes, I do not wish to hear the sex talk from you. To answer your question, Todd, Fae come from the dreams.

Jason, deadpan: ...really?

Danny, very awkwardly: Um. Dami. Brother to my soul. I'm so sorry.

Damian: What?

Danny: I told you we come from dreams only because you were four. That's not actually how it works. We just fuck.

Duke, narrowing his eyes at Danny suspiciously: So, for the past week and a half, I've been having this recurring dream about you eating my brain with a fork like spaghetti. I was wondering, is it, like, a you thing or a me thing?

Danny, very offended: Duke! Not every weird thing that happens in this house is my fault! That is very rude of you!

Cass, after Duke had apologized profusely and left: You.

Danny, rolling his eyes: Yeah, okay, I did do that. In my defense, his fear tastes like the perfect greasy cheeseburger, and I have to get my fair share of junk food somehow.

Cass: >:(

Danny: Okay, I'll stop. Eventually.

Bruce, in his nth attempt at gaining information from Danny: How do you know if someone is a Fae or not?

Danny: Throw a fish at them.

Bruce: ????

Danny, not even looking up from his phone: Fish are scared of the Fae. So if you throw a fish at someone and the fish gets scared, they are Fae.

Gotham Rogues a week later: We have no idea why Batman keeps throwing guppies at us, but we collectively suspect his new child is to blame.

Danny: Oh, I'm forbidden to enjoy caraoke nights.

Steph, who suggested he join: What? Why? Is it some kind of punishment for the pizza incident?

Tim: No, it's because if he starts singing, we all lose our grip on reality.

Damian: And our dignity.

Danny: They mean they start dancing whether they want it or not, and I have videos to prove it. Wanna see Jason twerking? Or I have one with Tim and Bruce waltzing through the manor.

Steph, as everyone else bemoans their fate: With great pleasure.

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@violet-foxe

[raiffeldrakon123]

DP X DC | Prompt 1

Everyone knows the Fenton family —As a whole— are anything but normal. Aside from the fact that nearly every member of the Fenton bloodline seemed far more durable than the average human, all of them —whether by blood or marriage— shared a peculiar “obsession” with the supernatural.

For Jack Fenton and his wife, Maddie, this manifested as a passion for hunting and studying ghosts. But for Jack’s parents, it had taken a different form —their obsession was with studying the Fae.

If people thought Jack and Maddie keeping a ghost-hunting lab in their basement —and storing ectoplasm samples in the same fridge as their food— was the height of bad parenting, that’s only because they never met Jack’s parents.

Jack’s parents had been obsessed with the Fae for as long as he could remember—so obsessed, in fact, that they spent most of their lives trying (and failing) to summon one and strike a deal. Until, one day… they succeeded.

They managed to summon Mórrigan —The Great Phantom Queen of the Tuatha Dé Danann; The Celtic Goddess of War, Winter, Fertility, Fate, and Death; and the Patron of Witches, Warriors, and Sorcerers— who, in truth, only answered their call because she was bored and had little else to do in the modern age.

Both of them struck a deal with her —a perilous choice, given she was both a Fae Queen and a Greater Goddess, more than capable of smiting them where they stood. But she was bored, and boredom often softened her wrath, so she allowed them to speak.

They made their request. And in return, they offered her something precious: Their grandchildren —biologically born and rightfully recognized as the children of their firstborn son. The deal was struck, and the Fae goddess vanished soon after —leaving behind the gifts the Fenton grandparents had bargained for.

Neither of them truly believed she would return. Yes, they had a firstborn son —Jack— and while they loved him dearly, they never imagined he would ever find someone to marry, let alone have children with. Besides, they had worded the bargain very carefully, limiting the Mórrigan’s claim only to grandchildren who were biologically his, born within wedlock, and with his full knowledge. It had seemed like a safe bet at the time.

So you can imagine their surprise when Jack did, in fact, fall in love —marrying a woman just as obsessed with ghosts as he was. And together, they had two children. Two children who, as fate would have it, were very interesting to a certain Fae Goddess.

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Prompt 268

Fright Knight sighs, running a clawed hand through his hair in an attempt to stop the flames from flickering into being. It had been far too long since he had taken a human-ish form. His human-ish form. Ugh. He didn’t exactly care for his human form after so long as a ghost, but needs must he supposed. 

Especially with the whole, we’re going to punch a backdoor into the literal daycare part of the Infinite Realms and be surprised when literal toddlers go exploring. 

Well, at least it got him off of guard duty for a bit, which was relieving. Not that he didn’t love the darkness, but it got boring in the shadow of his sword for literal centuries with nothing else happening. He was a warrior for Realm’s sake! Borderline an Ancient in both power and age! He wasn’t meant to stay so still for so long. 

So while ghostling wrangling wasn’t exactly in his area of expertise, he could definitely gather them back up to the Realms. And deal with the curs who had decided to attack literal babies. 

The Daycare area was already understaffed due to just how large it was, and the one in charge of this section had practically sobbed to the Council (In another world they would have been put on hold for a century in line for their concerns, and then more once a Sarcophagus was opened, but they had told the other ghosts in distress, causing others to let them go up in said line) how they were almost certain they had felt at least one core form Outside the realms thanks to the breach. 

Which had understandably put everyone at an uproar. 

So here he was slipping between shadows to do reconnaissance and take stock of if any Ghostlings had left the city. And gently scruffing those he comes across in exasperation because what are you doing, ghostling? Look at the mess, what would your caretaker say?