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Damian was doing another one of his checkups on the Fenton boy, even though Todd said he checked out, he was still suspicious. That wasn't even touching on what would happen if the Court of Owls were to discover what the boy was doing. He didn't seem to actually know what the Talons were, and he was actively helping them, but it was still suspicious.

Drake also shared his suspicions, but was so far keeping a distance, instead attempting to dig up what he could on the boy before approaching. Probably so he could pile up Blackmail. Damain on the other hand would observe closely. Make sure nothing happens. Make sure Fenton didn't take advantage of the fact that he had an army of undead assassins that would probably do anything for him. Todd had said he was like catnip for zombies, whatever that meant. Though Damain suspects that Todd may very well be compromised in that case.

Like always, the Fenton boy let him in. And while it was clear that he wasn't as open to his presence as opposed to the Talons, even seeming apprehensive of it at times, he did nothing to shoo Damian away, which ultimately worked in his favor.

He did his normal rounds of the house. Nothing seeming to out of the normal, the Talons still much like baby chicks that had to be coaxed into most things. It was a normal sight. Nothing out of the ordinary. That was, until of course, Damian stopped by the living room, where he saw something different for the first time.

Or maybe it wasn't something different, but rather Damian didn't have the tools earlier to realize.

Sitting in the living room was Dick. His older brother Dick that was thought to be dead. And in a way, Damian supposes he was, as he was now a Talon. But that was still his older brother. The one that had first shown him the ropes in Gotham. The one that had been his mentor.

Dick, seeming to notice that he was being watched, turned to stare right back at Damain. And besides the tilt of a head, he made no change in facial expression. He stared and he stared. And Damian stared right back. But Dick never seemed to recognize him.

"Ancients, are you drinking that again?" Danny came up from behind Damian, gagging. Now finally taking notice of the drink, Damian had to agree with the disgust. "That can't taste good."

In a brief moment of defiance, Dick brought the unholy concoction to his lips and drank it, staring Danny right in the eye as he did so. Danny visibly gagged at the sight, but made no move to actually take the drink away. And while Dick's expression never changed, he certainly seemed smug.

He needed to bring this to his father's attention. While he would never be the same Dick as before, maybe they could bring Dick home.

DC X DP Prompt: Talons

Okay, so you know how everyone talks about how Danny and Jason would recognize each other as members of the undead in a way?

Well, what about Talons? The Talons are basically undead assassins, so Danny would also recognize them. And maybe if you want to go with the idea that Danny is the Ghost King, the Talons might even feel more loyalty to Danny than the Court of Owls.

Or maybe it would leave them conflicted and confused. Maybe, with that confusion, it would give them a chance to fight back against the brainwashing of the Court of Owls and make their own decisions.

#dp x dc prompt #dp x dc crossover #dc x dp #dp x dc #dick is very smug #he knows danny won't do anything #so he's doing it on purpose #he vaguely recognizing damian #but he isn't sure from where #Tim is the type of unhinged to experiment what he could get the talons to do #nothing that would harm them of course but he would do it #so bruce has been distracting him by having him gather more information #its just making the curiosity grow stronger #dick grayson rehabilitation #talon dick grayson

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I decided to make an fanfic staring the prompt, I can't promise that it'll be great, but I promise to try my best.

DP X DC Prompt: Conspiracy Cryptids - Soultouch

Soulmate bonds were looked upon as a blessing. For they were rare and few and far between.

With the added presence of extraterrestrial lifeforms, there was a guarantee that it made it even more difficult to find any potential Soulmate that someone might have.

And of course, not all Soulmate bonds were the same, most differing in variety. The point being, it was very difficult to find one's soulmate if one did have them.

However, the media stated that it was always worth the effort. Soulmate bonds always worked out, either that be platonically or romantically, soulmates would be with each other for life.

So, what exactly did one do if their soulmate kept dying over and over again?

Tim, Bernard, Danny, and Wes all shared a soulmate bond. A touch-bond based Soulbond. They could feel anything their soulmate physically came into contact with. Skin on skin. And they could also feel any injuries their soulmate acquired.

Which, wasn't inherently an issue.

At first, the group couldn't actually tell how many soulmates they had once they realized what the soulbond was. The general consensus amongst them all was that they at least had more than one soulmate.

Danny didn't look to deeply into it. Wes and Bernard had been curious but had also left the detail alone. And Tim was the one that had been the one that had actually spent hours upon hours of sleepless nights trying to figure out just how many he had.

(He had even learned morse code in the hopes of communicating with his soulmates, but not being able to actually get his soulmates to do the same thing had more or less ruined the point.)

Everything, other than that, had been fine for the most part. Besides the general occasional scraps and bruises, everything had been fine. That was a normal occurrence amongst a touch-bond based Soulbond.

And then, Tim Drake became Robin at thirteen years old. And the injuries got a bit more severe. They were much more serious.

This started Bernard down the path of looking into Gotham's vigilante's. It was no secret that Batman took on Young prodigies, that other heroes at times would do the same. With the injuries his soulmate was receiving, Bernard began his search.

Danny and Wes had considered that their soulmate might be apart of an abusive household. But besides hugging themselves, they couldn't add much for comfort.

And then, Danny died when he was fourteen. His end of the bond going quiet. Tim, Bernard, and Wes all assumed one of their soulmates had died. That was until Danny's end of the bond came back as if nothing had happened. Sometimes with even more bruises they didn't feel happen originally, or completely unharmed.

Tim and Bernard assumed their soulmate was in the hospital, going in-between life and death. Tim doing more than a few illegal things in an attempt to find one of his soulmates. Wes had thought the same until he had saw Phantom bleed once. Noticed how Phantom always appeared when that end of the bond went quiet and was nowhere to be seen when it came back. He drove himself insane looking for Phantom.

Danny decidedly, did not in fact know of the frenzy he was putting his soulmates through. Or the fact that he was apart of making his soulmates as insane as they are about their conspiracy theories.

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Danny stared at the man in the shadows of his apartment. All Danny had wanted to do was get a glass of water from the kitchen. Now he has to deal with the fact that Batman was standing in the corners of the shadows in his apartment. Now Danny hadn't given much thought as to who the other vigilantes in Gotham were, it wasn't any of his business. With that said, he really didn't know who Batman was or what to expect from the man. All he could go off of was rumors, and considering the rumors ranged from Batman not existing to Batman being so Eldritch horror, it probably wouldn't be the wisest choice to go off of those.

Discreetly, Danny began texting Tim. If Tim had been the one to send Batman after Danny, then it would be one thing. Danny would prefer if it was him in person, but at the very least Danny would answer Batman's questions if he had any. (Which Danny assumes he does, considering how he hadn't attacked Danny the moment he saw him.) However, if Tim hadn't sent Batman, then quite frankly nothing involving Danny was any of his damn business.

'Hey, I hope this isn't a bad time or anything, and I understand if you still need space, but you wouldn't have happened to sent Batman to ask me some questions? Because he's in my apartment.'

Danny sent the text, before he finally turned on the light in the kitchen. Even if Danny could see in the dark, he might as well give the Dark Knight some light as well. Hopefully, Danny could come off as none threateningly as possible.

"Well, are you going to continue to stand in the shadows like a total creep, are you going to come over here and get whatever the hell this is over with?" Danny gestured vaguely around him as he got himself a glass of water before sitting at the countertop in his kitchen. Just then, his phone buzzed. Danny glanced at his phone, seeing a reply to his text message.

'No, I didn't. I'll be there shortly.' Was Tim's curt reply. Which, wasn't all that surprising. Tim's text typically were short and to the point. It was just how his boyfriend was.

But now knowing that his boyfriend had not in fact sent the man that was now looming over him in his own kitchen, Danny decided he wasn't going to give the man anything to work with. He broke into Danny's apartment. He didn't have the right to whatever it was he assumed he did, so Danny wasn't going to give it to him. It didn't really help that Batman was apart of the same Justice League that had denied Amity Park's request for help. The same League that let the Anti-Ecto Acts pass.

(While Danny still loved his boyfriend, he didn't know how to feel about that one. He assumes Tim didn't know. He hopes he doesn't know. Danny doesn't know if he could deal with the betrayal of his boyfriend if he were to turn him into the GIW. So far, it didn't seem as if Tim was doing that. So, he would give his boyfriend the benefit of the doubt. Danny just hopes that trust isn't misplaced.)

"You know Red Robin's secret identity." Batman started. Danny didn't say anything. Neither confirming or denying the allegation. Danny didn't really know a whole lot about Gotham's Bats. There was a possibility that they all knew who each other where, but that was far from any guarantee. Red Huntress hardly knew who Danny was for the longest time, and she had only just recently learned of who he was. So Danny knew, even if they worked in the same area, that didn't actually mean they knew each other.

Batman stayed silent, attempting to intimidate Danny with his height. Which, wasn't really working considering some of the people Danny has met in his life and afterlife. Batman wasn't particularly intimidating to him by any means. Besides, the man didn't actually have any gear to protect himself from ghost, Danny could tell that much by just looking him over. If a fight were to break out, Danny would win.

"And you broke into my apartment at two O'clock in the morning when I have school tomorrow. Or rather today. Now, what do you want?" Danny reiterated, wanting to get this over with as soon as possible so that he could go back to bed.

Batman glared down at Danny, a frown on his lips, clearly not pleased with Danny's response.

"Three days ago Red Robin went to you for help with an injury. For the past three days, he's been working none stop on a research project that he refuses to let the rest of us see. You are involved somehow." Batman practically growled out. Danny didn't even bat an eye at the man, instead choosing to down his glass of water.

"What happened three days ago is between me and Red Robin. It isn't any of your business. If he wishes to tell you, that's his own business. But you won't be getting anything from me, so you might as well leave." Danny stated, folding his arms over his chest.

"You will tell me what happened!" Batman slammed his hand against the countertop, an intimidation tactic that did nothing for Danny.

"No, I will not." Danny retorted, standing up to go back to his bedroom. "I trust you can see yourself out, seeing as you broke in without any care in the world. Now if you would excuse me, I have an exam I have to take today at school, and I need all the sleep I can get." Danny was stopped as he was rather roughly grabbed by Batman, who tugged him backwards to trap him against his counter top.

"This isn't the type of thing you can just walk away from." Batman spoke. So Danny blinked at him.

Fine, alright, fine. This was the game they were going to play. Unfortunately for Batman, Danny over the years has ceased to give a damn about what happens. So Danny, turned invisible and intangible and just walked through the man and flew outside of his apartment.

Right, there was no way he could stay there for the night. Normally, he would stay with Tim, but that wasn't an option right now. So Jazz's apartment it is!

Red Robin landed on the roof of Danny's apartment, only for Bruce to come out shortly afterwards dressed in all of his vigilante boyfriend. Tim didn't know what Danny did, but considering how tense Bruce was, and the expression on his face, Tim was willing to bet that his boyfriend had proceeded to be the little sh*t that he was known for being.

"Why didn't you tell me your boyfriend was a meta? He's an unknown and could be a serious threat." Bruce scolded. Though, Tim supposes he was more like Batman right now then he was Bruce.

"Danny isn't dangerous." Tim countered, not correcting Batman's assumption that Danny was a meta. Tim had made the same mistake as well, so he understood the confusion. But Tim was sure the moment Batman got back to the Batcave, he was going to do a deep dive into Danny's background. The less information he knew the more time it gave Tim to fix everything. To fix everything with his boyfriend. To fix the relationship between his boyfriend and his family, which was starting to look like was going to get turbulent.

"He disappeared when I was attempting to interrogate him. There's no trace that he's in the apartment, that he was ever there to begin with. Someone that can do something like that is dangerous Tim, we need to make sure we plan accordingly for such a case." Batman lectured. Huh, there weren't many people that could slip away from Batman. Tim would have to ask him about that later, and if it wasn't a ghost ability, ask if he could teach Tim later.

"Danny isn't a threat, Batman. I have everything under control." Tim snapped.

"You've been compromised." Batman scoffed, beginning to grapple away from Tim. Tim took off after him, even though he knew there was no way to convince Batman to drop it now.

"I haven't been compromised, Batman. I think I would know more about the boy that I've spent months with, compared to you who's only met him tonight." Tim pointed out, as the pair landed on another roof top.

"Then tell me what you've been researching for the past three days." Batman all but demanded. And just like that, Tim knew he had lost the battle. He would have to hack into the Batcomputer later, in an attempt to by himself more time.

"Classified."

"Then consider yourself taken off the case. And you will not be hanging out with that Danny Fenton boy until this is resolved." Batman ordered. Only, Tim had never been known to follow the orders of Batman. So the moment he left, Tim pulled out his phone and began texting Danny.

'Where are you right now? We need to talk.' Tim sent, and after a moment, he added, 'I missed you.' The text he recieved in reply made him smile.

'I love you too. I'm at Jazz's place, you still remember where that is right?'

'And Batman's a total weirdo. Seriously, who hangs out in the dark corners of someone else's apartment, fruitloop much?'

Tim snorted at the last line of text.

'I'll see you after I've finished patrol.'

DC X DP: Taking The Cake - Dead Tired

This had to take the cake.

Tim had noticed a couple of odd things about his boyfriend.

One: His boyfriend had an unusual cold temperature-- Tim had originally assumed it might just be because he had poor circulation in his blood stream. But as winter creeped in and his boyfriend still didn't get cold? Not only didn't get cold, but thrived in the temperature? Tim considered just maybe his boyfriend was a meta.

Danny had never mentioned being a meta. But Tim hadn't mentioned being Red Robin either. Not to mention, this was Gotham, so Tim understood why Danny may be a tad apprehensive as to mentioning his colder temperatures.

And if Tim kept the thermostat at a lower temperature from then on any time Danny came to visit? Well, that was his business and nobody else's.

Two: His boyfriend was abnormally quiet. Danny had managed to sneak up on Tim and a few of his family members before. He had managed to sneak up on Cass. And while, on some level Tim could understand his family's apprehension, he felt telling them to promptly 'f*ck off' had also been justified. Tim knew Danny, and Danny genuinely hadn't meant to sneak up on them.

He had seemed just as startled as them when they shot up in surprise. (And maybe he did ask Cass if Danny was genuinely surprised. His boyfriend was a little sh*t and would totally pull something like this to laugh at. It was his business and Cass's and as far as the two of them were concerned, Danny was perfectly fine.)

Three: Danny was oddly protective. He freaked out anytime there was a Rogue attack and he hadn't heard back from Tim. And while Tim was touched, he hadn't exactly appreciated the mini heart attack he received when he saw Danny out in the field looking for him in a panic.

(That was one of their first big fights. Tim didn't want Danny out in the line of fire, he could take care of himself. Even if Danny didn't know that. But Danny had been just as insistent that he needed to hear back from Tim to know that he was safe.)

They'd reach a compromise. Tim made sure to always respond to Danny's text messages asking if he was safe during a major rogue attack. (Never any phone calls. Danny would know he was lying then.) And he would put up with Danny coddling him the next time he saw him. While it was a bit frustrating, Tim was still touched by the worry.

Four: Danny had enhanced senses. At first, Tim didn't really notice. But eventually, he saw how Danny would flinch at particularly loud noises. Would avoid crowds like the plague. Would sometimes have to wear sunglasses because it was "too bright". Tim never said anything. Never called attention to any of these occurrences, just attempted to help his boyfriend through it.

Tim knew it was a possibility that Danny was just sensitive to those types of things. But considering Tim was sure that Danny was some type of meta, he was leaning more towards that theory.

Five: His boyfriend was unusually strong for someone that looks as much like a twig like him.

Once when Tim had been injured particularly badly during patrol, he had practically been put on bedrest. Not because he hadn't attempted to go out the next night, but because Danny had found out he was injured and came to take care of him while he was injured.

When Tim had attempted to sneak out that night, luckily he had yet to change into his Red Robin suit, Danny had basically manhandled him back into bed. With absolutely no effort, even with Tim struggling against him. Not that Tim had struggled much, with how frazzled his brain had been when he realized that Danny was stronger than he realized.

And if Tim invited Danny to the gym next time he worked out? Well, that didn't have any ulterior motives, no matter what Steph insisted upon.

And now for number six. This took the absolute cake. The last thing Tim had expected. And at this point? Tim wasn't so sure that Danny was actually even human. Which means he would have to completely scrap his theories on his boyfriend and start over from scratch.

Because right now, Tim and Danny were cuddled up on the couch in Danny's apartment. They were having a series marathon of the Star Trek series. It had started out perfectly fine. It had started out as normal.

A weighted blanket on top of the two, Danny cuddled up to Tim, with a bowl of popcorn in-between the two. Eventually, they shifted. The bowl of popcorn ending up on the floor with Danny on top of Tim on the couch.

Absentmindedly, Tim began running his fingers through his boyfriend's hair, not really paying attention to the background noise of the TV. He was just so warm and felt safe with the added weight of Danny on top of him. The movements of his finger's being just as much as a soothing motion to Tim as it was to Danny.

And at first, Tim hadn't noticed it. Not when he was slowly drifting off to sleep. But as the sound got louder, Tim couldn't help but notice. Danny was purring.

Tim blinked and he blinked again. Not once stopping in his ministrations as he blanked out. Danny continued purring away, leaning into Tim's touch, his eyes closed and a content smile on his face. Tim couldn't help but be reminded of an overly affectionate cat. Especially when he rubbed the space around Danny's scalp and ears, Tim was convinced the was purring louder than the sound coming from the TV at this point.

So maybe he wasn't human after all. Maybe Tim should have given more weight to Damian's alien theory.

But right now, Tim was tired, and he was sure he would remember in the morning.

In the end, Tim allowed Danny's presence to send him off into a warm and comfortable sleep.

(And if Tim proceeded to take apart his theory board and contemplate just how to ask his boyfriend about the fact that he wasn't human? Well, that was his business and nobody else's)

#dp x dc #danny fenton #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc prompt #dp x dc au #tim drake #dead tired #tim x danny #Bruce wayne

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Tim stared at his boyfriend, not truly knowing how to respond. All the while, his boyfriend just grinned at him, a twinkle in his eyes. Okay, this was definitely payback for coming back injured.

Danny's amusement was clear, as he watched his boyfriend attempt to reboot himself. At the very least, he wasn't denying Danny's very existence, just seemed to be in a state of shock.

Tim knew ghosts existed. Gretta and Deadman were both proof of that. But Danny was too solid for that. And as far as Tim was aware, being a ghost didn't involve a magical girl transformation. Then there was the fact that Danny claiming to be a ghost didn't match up with Danny's list of abilities. At least, not with what Tim knew about ghosts. Maybe Danny thought he was dead? Maybe he got into some sort of accident, that caused or lead to the discovery of his abilities, and he just assumed he was dead?

"Danny, you're solid." Tim pointed out. And as if to make his point, he scooted closer to his boyfriend, ignoring the pain from his injuries, and patted Danny down with his arms. Which just proved, that even in this form, Danny was very much so solid. He was also colder than normal.

Danny just gave him an indulging look, not once moving to stop Tim's actions.

"Tim." Danny spoke, his voiced holding a tone that implied he knew something Tim didn't. "Ghosts come in all shapes and sizes. What might constitute as normal for one, isn't going to constitute as normal for another."

"You're solid, Danny. You aren't dead. I've seen you injury yourself with a kitchen knife while trying to cut up a bunch of potatoes. You breathe, you have a pulse--" Tim began to list, all the while Danny watched him with a quirked brow.

"Are you sure about that, Tim?" Danny inquired. Tim stared his boyfriend down, opening his mouth to argue, only for his boyfriend to grab his hand and place it at the pulse point at his neck. Tim rolled his eyes at Danny, waiting to feel his boyfriend's heartbeat, even if it was always a little slow--

Except, Tim never felt it. Furrowing his eyebrows, Tim began to frantically check Danny's other pulse points. Only to feel nothing. Danny let him manhandle him, not expressing any reaction to the concerning lack of pulse that was quite frankly going to give Tim a heart attack.

"I-W-we need to call the hospital. I-I can't find your pulse." Tim stuttered in duress, beginning to back away so he can run and find a phone. Find something. Call someone for help. Just for Danny to wrap his arms around him and pull him close. His touch was gentle, but considering the fact that Tim himself was injured, he couldn't very well get away without opening his wounds. Which was something he was more than willing to do. "Danny this is serious!"

"Tim, I'm fine. You're fine." Danny reassured, speaking in a calming tone that had Tim whirling back around in anger.

"Danny, you need a hospital. You don't have a pulse, you aren't breathing--" Tim began to rant.

"And I'm perfectly fine. I don't need to have a pulse or to breathe. Don't you think I would have passed out by now If I needed it?" Danny pointed out. Tim gave him a blank stare, thoroughly unamused.

"Explain." Tim all but demanded. Danny chuffed at him, a sound that was also as unhuman as the purring, but ultimately indulged Tim.

"Tim, I had an accident. When I was fourteen." Danny went quiet for a moment. Seeming to struggle to get the words out. "I died that day Tim." He swallowed. Tim himself felt as if his world was crashing down around him. "But I didn't die correctly. The thing that caused... what killed me--Ancients this is hard." Danny sighed, folding himself into Tim, to rest his head on Tim's shoulder. "It brought me back, but not fully. It's--I'm basically stuck in-between. Not really dead and not really alive either."

Tim was quiet, his head buzzing but quiet all at once. He needed answers. He needed to do some research. He needed to get away. He needed a moment to just think. But that would leave Danny alone, after he had just told something to Tim, that Tim was sure was a big secret of his. But it's something Tim needed to process properly.

"I think I need sometime to process this." Tim spoke, pulling away from Danny, and Danny let him. But his boyfriend, because this was still his boyfriend and there was nothing that could make Tim give him up, looked pained at the prospect. "I'm not breaking up with you. I just need sometime to understand what you've just told me."

Tim needed to look into the Lazarus waters. He needed to look into Amity Park. He needed to look into his boyfriend.

Tim had avoided doing a background check on Danny before, but with this knew information, clearly he needed to if he wanted the full picture. It wasn't that he didn't trust his boyfriend, but this was clearly a difficult topic for him and Tim needed answers. Now.

"Alright." Danny agreed, seeming to think about something as he transformed back into an appearance that Tim was more familiar with. "But can you stay tonight? At least?"

Tim smiled at his boyfriend softly, leaning back into him.

"Of course."

Bruce watched Tim from across the cave. His boy tapping away on the Batcomputer, and Bruce wasn't entirely sure what he was looking into. He wiped the data every time after he left, no matter how many times Bruce had told him not to.

And while Tim disobeying Bruce's orders wasn't new, and Tim being this obsessive in his research also wasn't knew, it was certainly different from how he's been acting in the recent months ever since he started dating his boyfriend. Something was clearly bothering his son, anyone could tell just by looking at the dark circles underneath his eyes.

Something that had started after Tim had crashed into his boyfriend's apartment in his Red Robin gear. A boyfriend he hadn't seen since.

Bruce tried to be understanding, especially since Tim was insistent that nothing was wrong. But clearly, Bruce needed to pay his son's boyfriend a visit. It was a visit that was long overdue. Besides, with the state Tim was in currently, Bruce doubts that he would notice.