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“Meet the Parents (And Their Armory)”

When Danny said, “You guys should meet my parents,” the Batkids had collectively paused.

Jason: “Aren’t those the ones who tried to dissect you?”

Danny: “They got better.”

Damian: “You are very casual about attempted vivisection.”

Danny: “Welcome to the Fenton family, baby.”

Dick: “This can’t possibly go wrong.”

Steph: “Famous last words.”

FentonWorks — Amity Park

The Batkids stepped out of the Fenton RV, staring up at the lime green, Frankenstein’d-together house with a giant ectoplasmic turret on top.

Tim whispered, “That building violates every safety code I’ve ever studied.”

“Which means it’s perfect,” Jason grinned.

The front door burst open.

“DANNY-BOY!” Jack Fenton roared, charging out in a hazmat suit and hugging Danny so hard he phased to avoid cracked ribs.

“And these must be your little friends!” Maddie beamed. “Are they in your ghost hunting club? Vigilante group? Paranormal protection gang?”

Jason: “...Yes.”

Inside the Lab

Danny’s siblings (by chaos, not blood) stood in awe-slash-terror as Jack proudly showed off the Fenton Arsenal™.

“We’ve got Ecto-Blasters, Specter Snare Cannons, the Ghost Gabber 9000—”

“That one doesn’t do anything,” Danny stage-whispered. “It just yells ghost puns.”

“—and of course, my favorite,” Jack said, hefting a glowing, bazooka-sized monstrosity, “The Fenton Anti-Creep Stick™!”

“Can I hold it?” Jason asked immediately.

Danny: “You really, really shouldn’t—”

Jack: “You absolutely can!”

Danny: “—oh god.”

Jason grinned like a kid in a candy store as he hoisted the Anti-Creep Stick and blew a crater in the backyard. “I LOVE YOUR DAD.”

Gift Time

“So!” Maddie chirped. “We made each of you a custom ghost-defense item!”

Danny: “...Please be small.”

They were not.

Jason got a pair of twin ecto-revolvers — glowing green, sleek, with ghost-seeking tech embedded in the handles. He was in love.

Tim got a pocket-sized spectral scanner that unfolded into a full laptop. (“It hacks through dimensions,” Maddie said proudly. Tim nearly cried.)

Damian was gifted a miniaturized spectral scimitar. Jack added, “It sings your theme song when it powers up!” Damian smiled — a terrifying, sharp little smile.

Steph got an ectoplasm glitter bomb launcher. She immediately set it off in the kitchen. Maddie was delighted.

Dick received ecto-infused grappling hooks that let him swing through walls. He hugged both parents on the spot.

Later That Night

The Batkids lounged on beanbags in Danny’s room, covered in marshmallow goo from Fenton family s’mores night.

Steph: “Your mom tackled a ghost into the barbecue pit.”

Tim: “Your dad gave me a hug that cracked my ribs.”

Jason (stroking his new guns lovingly): “I’m moving in.”

Danny: “You’ll regret that at 3AM when the fridge starts screaming.”

Damian: “Your father attempted to high-five me. I allowed it. Once.”

Danny snorted. “He’s gonna cry from happiness later.”

Meanwhile, in the Fenton Kitchen

Maddie sipped her tea. “They’re good kids.”

Jack nodded, eyes misty. “Do you think if we adopt them too, we can finally start that Ghost Hero Team I always wanted?”

Maddie smiled. “Let’s give them snacks first.”

Group Chat: [Batfam + Phantom of the Groupchat]

Jason: Can I call your dad Pops?

Danny: ...I literally do not have the power to stop you.

Steph: i want to go back next weekend. ghost dodgeball rematch.

Damian: I defeated the kitchen specter with honor. Fenton called it a “heckin’ good whack.”

Tim: I still don’t know how the toaster is haunted.

Dick: Best parents. A+++ would let them arm me again.

Danny: they’re already building a tank for you.

Bruce: WHAT DO YOU MEAN "A TANK"

Danny: Too late B. You’re a Fenton by association now 😎

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words of affirmation i repeat on the daily

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REVERSE TROPE WRITING PROMPTS

Too many beds

Accidentally kidnapping a mafia boss

Really nice guy who hates only you

Academic rivals except it’s two teachers who compete to have the best class

Divorce of convenience

Too much communication

True hate’s kiss (only kissing your enemy can break a curse)

Dating your enemy’s sibling

Lovers to enemies

Hate at first sight

Love triangle where the two love interests get together instead

Fake amnesia

Soulmates who are fated to kill each other

Strangers to enemies

Instead of fake dating, everyone is convinced that you aren’t actually dating

Too hot to cuddle

Love interest CEO is a himbo/bimbo who runs their company into the ground

Nursing home au

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Just a silly idea I had about a haunted or cursed doll that gets picked up by a doll modder & given a makeover.

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Yuugi is both 90% of Yami's impulse control as well as his moral compass

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Damian gets sick for the first time after going to the manor and immediately reverts to the sad little kid that he used to be whenever he got sick back at the loa, complete with sniffles and wanting his big brother to comfort him.

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Eyes welling up slightly, Damian sniffed before shuffling forward and pushing the bedroom door open, letting light from the hall spill across the room, illuminating where Jason was passed out across the bed, star-fishing on his stomach and half covered by a blanket. Sniffing again through his blocked nose, he raised a fist to scrub at his tired eyes and opened his mouth.

He coughed pathetically. “Todd. Todd.”

Jason shifted in his sleep, but did not wake. A whine slipped out of Damian’s throat.

“To-odd,” He coughed again. “Wake up.”

Jason’s eyes pressed together tighter as he gradually came to consciousness, immediately rejecting the light pressing against his closed eyelids before he cracked them open, squinting in confusion. “…What…. Dami..?”

“Todd.” He demanded. Jason woke up properly this time, blinking rapidly to get used to the light and lifting his head slightly, staring at the younger in pure bafflement. Damian sniffed again, looking at the floor as he continued, “I threw up…” Another sniff, and he wiped his nose on his pyjama sleeve. “I require assistance.”

Jason’s mouth dropped open. It shut again, before opening, and then seeming to flap open and shut a few more times before he finally settled on asking, cluelessly, “…Where’d you throw up?”

“Next to my bed.”

Eyes narrowed in even more incredulity. “Y-your bed at the manor?”

He nodded his head sadly, and Jason let his head faceplant back into his pillow.

Muffled, barely audible, Damian heard; “You threw up at the manor and decided to come to Crime Alley to tell me about it?!”

Damian hiccuped, nodding his head even though Jason couldn’t see it. Eyes becoming wet again, he whined indignantly, “I wanted Ahki!”

Jason groaned loudly. After a moment, he thumped the mattress next to his head in frustration before resignedly pushing himself up and getting to his feet.

“You’re damn lucky you’re fucking cute, habibi.” He muttered tiredly, reaching over to grab one of Damian’s slightly sweaty hands as he walked past, heading straight to the front door of his safehouse. “Come on then.”

Damian sniffed miserably, nodding as he walked with his brother.

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and that was how Bruce found out that 1: Damian was sick, and 2: Jason fucking Todd was still alive and in Gotham

going to get a glass of water at 3AM to find Damian stood in his bedroom’s doorway, watching Jason, who was wearing nothing but a pair of sweats, knelt on Damian’s bedroom floor with a bunch of cleaning supplies, faithfully cleaning up Bruce’s youngest son’s vomit.

“What.”

Jason glanced up at him, rinsing a rag in the tub of water next to him. “Yeah, yeah, I fucking know. Look B-, kid has the flu. It’s three AM. Can you just go get a bowl to put by his bed and leave this reunion shit for tomorrow?”

Jaw dropped, Bruce glanced down at his youngest, who scuffed his feet and hiccuped again.

“I don’t feel well…” He borderline whispered, sniffing. “I wanted Ahki.”

“I’m here kiddo,” Jason sighed, scrubbing the carpet. “Let me finish this and then I’ll make tea and read to you, alright?”

Damian nodded pathetically. Bruce blinked. It was too early for this.

“Which bowl should I get…?”

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This, this is how I see Danny in any of the fic I read. This looks so good!!!!

Just a bunch of Danny doots~

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How Atem’s return in DSOD really went

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My brain fucking broke dude.....

why would she sell sea shells by a sea shore when you can just pick them off of the ground for free that’s not how you run a business

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bullying ganondorf in all timelines

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guys, I think the captain is possessed

based on this :)

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This is potentially life saving information everyone should know.

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Superman vs Goku: 20 pages of two grown men playing Tag. Eventually Batman and King Kai convince them to stop.

Superman vs Naruto: 30 pages of the deepest therapy you've ever read. Absolutely beautiful. Words cannot describe the healing.

Superman vs One-Punch Man: Just a bunch of 4-panel comics about the differences between Clark Kent's Midwestern and Saitama's Japanese hospitality. There is at least one section where both go into the same grocery store with the exact same grocery list, while the store is running low on stock.

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Skull has a habit of randomly traveling places, he has definitely landed in Japan somewhere.

Skull accidentally lands in Namimori and now he has two children in his airship. Where did the kids come from? No one knows. it’s not his fault! The boy “my names Tsuna” hadn’t even fought him when Skull had picked him up and brought him inside the ship to get a scrapped knee cleaned. The other one followed not far behind and also didn’t show any sign of discomfort with the situation.

but then he got distracted, and his instincts demanded he take off and find somewhere new and now he had two kids in his airship and Neither of them Knew the town they came from.

He gave them a phone to contact their parents but only Takeshi knew a number to call! At least his father didn’t sound too upset.

Though what was that about “trying to not upset the Cloud” he is a very well behaved person than you very much!

Well guess Skull is an uncle now

It could honestly be worse

And if the kids become part of his territory is no one's business but theirs

And what if Tsuna learned how to drive a bike at 200 km/h before he learned how to use calculus and Takeshi learned how to hit people with a bat just hard enough to knock them unconscious but not enough cause severe brain damage before he was 10

It's all very useful life skills I'd you ask Skull

And if he had to find a way to keep them from failing their years while homeschooling them it's his and Tsuyoshi's business

He did have to give them some breathing room at around their middle school age

So they got unrolled into Namimori middle School with Takeshi being given full premison to bonk people down to the nurse office if they bully Tsuna and to continue doing so until they learn their lesson . And for Tsuna to make Takeshi's baseball team doesn't take advantage of him because of how good he is in the game , if the need to have a "experience" happen to them to learn their lesson then it's worth it

Then Skull learned that Reborn is not only going in Namimori but is after one of HIS kids and to put him in the blood soaked seat of Vongola against Tsuna's will

Reborn is gonna learn why as kind and well behaved as Skull is he is still a Cloud The Strongest Cloud

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Mmmm, I keep bouncing from fandom to fandom right now. BUT!!!!

KHR OC's anyone????

This is Sterling Orion. A powerful Cloudy Sky who doesn't really want to be involved with Anything underworld.

Sterling was orphaned at a very young age and went through an extremely rough childhood. At the age of 15 he bonded with his first guardian and has just been messing around with the underworld. No one knows who keeps making stuff that shouldn't happen, happen. Like who are these kids and why are the wrecking shit and not killing?

Sterling is minorly insane. He will only listen to the Vindice and His guardians.