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When did i write this? I honestly dont remember... might have been when I was procrastinating something at work? Paperwork induced mania? Dunno, found it in my drafts, with no idea where I was going with it...

Both Jason and Bruce wanted to jump into action and get this kid some help, but they both knew that a confused and hurt kid equals a kid that will run if they think they will get hurt more. And this kid? Definitely looks like they were going into shock from the wound and was definitely startled by them being where they possibly teleported to. Whether this kid just activated his meta genes or was escaping a potential meta trafficking attempt is up for debate. Either way, the last thing they need is the kid teleprting again trying to run from them.

"Hey kid, would you like some help with that?" Jason asked, gesturing to the knife still in the side of the kids' chest. "I have some basic supplies, but we can get to a clinic for some stitches and make sure nothing important was nicked. Im sure Batsy here will let you ride in his sweet, suped up car. "

Both vigilantes tensed as the kid looked confused and looked down at the knife, and acted surprised it was still there. The kid looked up and faintly asked, "Please tell me it's not a white windowless van, I had enough of white today."

Bruce felt his anger rise, he would definitely help Hood hunt down these traffickers.

"Don't worry buddy, it's a black armored vehicle that can tank a hit from Killer Croc and go from 0 to 100 in 4 seconds flat, tested truly by me." Jason said smugly.

Bruce, knowing this was a way to break tension from the kid, played along and exasperatedly turned to his wayward son. "That explains the dent in the front bumper and roof last month, and why Nightwing tried to lie about it being him that did it. I thought he was covering for Robin."

Luckily, this seemed to work, the kid chuckled.

"Hey, Red head, Catman, Imma going to sit now-"

Jason's barking laugh at the names was cut short as the kid passed out.

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Danny woke slowly, his side hurt, but it was more of a bruise like ache than the literal stabbing feeling he had before talking to the Red helmet guy and the guy with pointy ears. Should he have trusted them? Probably not, but he was tired, hurt, and exhausted. Who knew running around with a knife tickling his lung would make you so freaking tired within an hour?

When he finally gained enough energy to open his eyes, he was happy to see it wasn't stark white. It was white at some point, but it was yellowed with age and possibly cigarette smoke. That at least put him at some ease. The GIW would not have anything less that eye searing white with the brightest LEDs physically possible, and the place wasn't splattered enough with ectoplasm or fudge to be his parents. He still didn't know where he was, though. He decided the best course of action was to rest a bit more. They didn't strap him down, cuff him, or did anything other than hook him up to a water bag and heart monitor. So, he will take all they have to give until they prove otherwise. It's not like he couldn't escape whenever he wanted. And he is pretty sure he is either in a different universe/dimension or far enough away from Amity Park to give him a few more hours of peace.

He was still dozing when he guessed it was check-up time. An older woman with dark blue scrubs and a white doctors coat that had seen better days walked in. He watched her out of barely open eyes as she checked his heart rate and wrote something on her clipboard. It wasn't until she turned to him and went to check his side did she notice he was awake.

"Oh, good morning, I am Doctor Thompkins. Red Hood and Batman brought you in after they found you. How are you feeling?" The doctor asked.

"Sore," he ground out. "And thirsty."

"Understandable, one moment." She said and turned to grab him a bottle of water from a small fridge in the corner. "Here, slow sips." Then she opened the bottle and gave it to him after helping him sit up.

The doctor waited patiently as he sipped the water. When Danny cleared his throat, she started asking him some questions.

"So, other than the stab wound, are there any other aches that you have?"

Danny confirmed that the stab wound was the only one and answered more of her questions regarding basic medical history.

"And lastly," she said, "I will need your name and contact information for your parents or guardians."

Danny froze. Did he tell her that he ran away from them and was effectively homeless? Would he lie and say they are 'gone'? Apparently, his silence answered her question with her own, probably not wrong, conclusions.

"Alright then. If you dont have anyone, I can call an associate, and they can house you while things can be figured out. But we do need at least a name."

"Danny," He whispered, looking down, unable to meet her eyes. "No last name." He added.

"That's all right, Danny. Thank you for answering my questions so far. I just have one more thing to ask you. Did you get your meta powers before or after your stab wound?"

Danny slowly looked up, completely confused. What is a meta? And why is she so calm about him possibly having powers? If they knew why, wasn't he strapped down and experimented on?

Yet again, his silence must have answered her question.

"Danny, whatever happened must have caused your meta gene to kick in. You do have powers now, and my associate has another child with powers. They can help you through this and help you learn to navigate your powers safely."

Danny was stunned. Other kids with powers? Is this normal here?

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Bruce and Jason, now out of their nightly suits, jumped up as Dr. Thompkins finally left the boy's room.

"Is he awake?" Bruce asked.

"Yes, Danny is awake. I am giving him some time to think over your offer for housing. I think he will take it. He didn't give a last name, and he didn't give any contact information for anyone to take him in." She sighed. "His meta powers are new. He seemed so confused when I brought it up."

Bruce sighed in both relief and anticipation. A freshly powered meta kid would be a handful. Duke would help in a heartbeat, as would all of Tim's team. Luckily Jason seemed to agree.

"So, when is the first super powered play date? " Jason smirked.

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Batman was arguing with Redhood near the edge of crime ally about territory (something along those lines). Jason was super frustrated because B just refused to actually listen to him, when suddenly he heard some shuffling from behind them in the alley way. They both turned around to see a very stunned looking teenager that Jason knew wasn't there before. It's also strange because he usually recognized most of the kids around crime ally, but he didn't know this kid. He looked over to B with a 'am i going crazy' look because he was so sure this alley was empty a few moments ago. To Jason's surprise, B is looking in horrified shock at the kid. Seeing a kid around these parts wasn't that unusual. He looked back at the kid in confusion. Only when the teenager angled his body slightly differently did he understand. The kid had been fucking stabbed in the gut.

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Danny fucked up. His parents learned about his secret identity and now he had no where to hide. His parents and the GIW were after him both as Phantom and Daniel Fenton. He'd been hiding out at Sam's house, but they found him. He'd mostly dodged what should've been a lethal blast from an ecto-gun on his way through a portal to the ghost zone. None of the ghosts there were able to help him with his injury. Unfortunately he was not in his phantom form when he was hit and none of them knew how to treat his human side. He knew he couldn't go back to his original earth, as they'd destroyed all the portals. He would just have to find a natural portal hand hope to the ancients that it would take him somewhere good.

Danny fell on his face coming out of the portal, but he could hear people speaking english nearby, so hopefully, that was a good sign. He got up and turned slightly around to see two grown men both looking at him in surprise. yeah he guessed it would probably be a bit weird to find a teenager had just appeared out of thin air basically. They hadn't said anything to him yet, so he guessed he should... introduce himself? He didn't know what else to do in this situation. He turned towards the two men and was about to say something when the one in the red helmet inhaled sharply all of a sudden. He was confused before realizing he forgot about the whole reason he came here.

Shit.

He should really get to a clinic or something.

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Yay! my dpxdc hyperfixation is back!

Bruce & Jason: oh no this kid has been stabbed by a criminal in gotham and we were just arguing about something that doesn't really even matter.

Danny: why are they looking at me funny? oh right. i forgot about the gaping wound in my torso

You can interpret this and change it as much as you like! If you like, you can credit me for writing the prompt, but you certainly don't have to.

I might use this prompt for my own fanfic one day, but I want to write more habib first :)

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Thank you @levi-ethan and everyone who got me to 2000 reblogs!

Luthor's Cricket Master post

Inspired by this prompt/story.

Lex summons a spirit to 'help' him be better than Superman. Danny misunderstood the assignment, and agrees. The magic spell goes weird, and now he is stuck to a new rich fruitloop... Hopefully he is better than Vlad. Right?

Part 1. Part 2. Part 3.

Part 4. Part 5. Part 6.

Part 7. Part 8. Part 9.

Part 10. Part 11. Part 12.

Part 13. Part 14. Part 15.

Part 16. Part 17.

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Luthor's Cricket part 11

Previous. Masterpost

Phantom was, surprisingly, a decent baker. The muffins were on par with the ones he ordered from the chefs below, but with the added bonus of being freshly hot from the oven and not microwaved.

“Where did you learn to cook?” Lex asked.

“From the Lunch Lady, she haunted my school for a while. Once she found out that I pretty much survived on whatever Ember, Johny, and Kitty were treating me to, she kidnapped me and taught me all sorts of things.” Phantom reminisced. “She started hosting bake-offs with other foodies of the Zone after…. Well, she would drag me to be her assistant or judge when her daughter wanted to help. It was literally trial by fire for some recipes.” He chuckled at the memory.

Lex took mental note of the names to add to his list.

“I never learned more than basic reheating of foods.” Lex admitted. “For all of an ass my father was, he made sure we didn't need to ask for food. But we never had fast food or home cooked meals after my mother left. My sister tried once she was old enough, but Lionel mocked her efforts.”

“My parents… They were not that good of cooks. They tended to get sidetracked. Mornings were usually toast, burnt with my dads face on it, and maybe scrambled eggs.” Phantom huffed a small laugh. “My own sister, two years older, would make us food when they were too busy with work. Which was often. They weren't the best, but they loved us.”

“They sound like decent family.” Lex said.

“They were.” Phantom whispered, then shook his head. “Anyway, what is on the schedule for today?” He asked with faux cheer.

Lex had thought about continuing their research and planning from last night, but he was already mentally tired from all the emotional family talk.

“How about we go watch that documentary you wanted to see the other day?” Lex offered.

“Really?!”

Lex knew he made the right choice with how Phantom glowed in excitement.

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DPxDC - Delilah

i love fics involving delilah, and this little snippet just kinda came to me. set in a TUE AU for some angst.

Danny leaned against the waist-height railing and looked down into the enclosure. Delilah was barely visible, hiding with her baby in the lean-to under the thick tree cover. He squinted his eyes, straining to get a better look, but eventually sighed in defeat.

A laugh echoed from down the path, where a large group of people were eating lunch. The suits were the loudest, speaking with large gestures, while the polos and cargo pants gathered in cliques, shunned from the richer conversations. Danny readjusted his hood tighter over his head tightened his backpack straps, looking back into the enclosure. He barely heard the footsteps approaching to his other side.

“Are you interested in purple-back gorillas?”

He glanced over to see who had approached him. It was a child. Shorter than him, but intimidating nonetheless. The direct question already put Danny on edge. Combine that with the recently pressed clothes, piercing gaze, and relaxed confidence…

“This one seems cool.”

The child was unimpressed with his response.

“Tt. Delilah is more than just cool.”

Danny flicked his eyes back to him to reevaluate, ignoring the not-at-all disguised scorn.

“You know her name?”

“Of course,” he responded, tilting his chin up to look Danny in the eye; a challenge. “What is yours?”

Danny held his gaze for a prolonged beat before turning back to the enclosure.

“Danny.”

He could feel the child staring at him for the several seconds of silence. He had hoped his dismissal was clear. But he could never be so lucky.

“Damian.”

Or maybe he could? Danny turned back to him and looked more carefully at his face, which scowled back.

“Wayne?”

The child scoffed and broke eye contact. That’s a ‘yes’. Danny continued.

“The same Damian Wayne who funded the zoo expansion and is sponsoring the conference going on over there?”

Damian snapped his attention back to Danny, eyes sharp and calculating, making his own reevaluation.

“If I am?”

Danny stared for several more seconds before looking back into the enclosure. Time to make a stupid decision.

“Fenton.”

“Excuse me?”

“My last name.”

A pause.

“Daniel Fenton?”

Danny flinched at his full name. Damian didn’t even slow down.

“The child who saved the species?”

“No, no,” Danny shriveled into himself further, “I just pointed out the obvious for a school assignment.”

Damian was now excited, and that was somehow scarier.

“You made a discovery that every single expert had missed. You guaranteed that the species would not go extinct. And on top of that you’re the only person to have ever learned their language!”

Damian’s head shifted minutely, and Danny tensed in dread.

“Why are you not with the other scientists?”

Danny shifted uncomfortably, glancing nervously down the path at the noisy conference lunch.

“I’m not supposed to be here.”

Damian knew that, of course. He had done his research when organizing the conference, and obviously he wanted to invite perhaps the most important person in the history of purple-back gorilla conservation, not to mention the person best suited to finding out what was ailing Delilah. But that was the problem. Daniel Fenton was dead. Sure, his remains were never found, but not much was left of anyone or anything else either after that explosion. He was seen entering the restaurant with his friends and family beforehand, so it was the only logical conclusion.

But here he was, alive.

And Robin knew what someone looked like when they were running from something.

“I read that you’re a bit of a menace…”

Damian instinctively straightened his back, schooling his expression to neutral the way he’d been trained for dealing with invasive reporters.

“…broke that one lady’s wrist.”

The response was automatic, memorized, practiced.

“I did not lay a finger on her. She was startled and landed wrong on her hand after tripping. There are several first-hand accounts to that effect, and there were no charges filed.”

“Why’d you yell at her?”

There was a weight behind that question, more than just prying at gossip. If he knew this much, he already knew the answer. He was looking for something else, his glare sharp and dangerous, leaving Damian feeling uncomfortably vulnerable. But he refused to show it, meeting the gaze and considering how to answer.

He decided it had to be the truth.

“She kicked her dog.”

A pause, then Danny’s shoulders loosened minutely, shifting out of his defensive curl to tilt his head into the enclosure.

“If I go talk to her to figure out what’s wrong, will you keep everyone off my back?”

The answer had to be yes. To help Delilah, of course, but this had also become more complicated. He needed to keep Fenton around long enough for his family allies to investigate who he was running from and why. Taking him into the restricted, keeper-only area would move him out of the public eye and allow Batman to approach him.

“Yes, I believe I can do that.”

Danny spared one final look at the conference luncheon before taking a deep breath and turning back to Damian. Time to make a second stupid decision.

“Deal.”

All Damian’s plans evaporated as Danny leapt over the railing into the enclosure.

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Hey there, Kiddo! Part 3

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Danny was about to go back to Sam to report a job well done when he came across Sam out of her office, seemingly arguing with a young guy.

“-and I will get those reports to you when they are done.” Sam said in a tone that was a mix of business stern and trying to not yell at the person.

“But you have the initial findings don't you, can't you share those?” The guy asked.

Danny looked on as Sam puffed up in indignation, look like she is going to tell this guy off scientifically… If only he had popcorn.

“Damian Al Gaul-Wayne, I know how important this is to you, trust me, I want this to succeed just as much if not more than you. The ecosystem of Gotham is shot, more literally than anyone would like. But, basing this off of just one successful test without congruent tests is just asking for failure since we dont know if it can be consistently done, as well if it will succeed with minor environmental alterations. It may surprise you how much different of a result would vary if we gave the successful test based on Robertson Park, the soil samples from a Crim Alley playground. I imagine it would fail miserably based on the fact that Dr. Isley has been decontaminating the soil there consistently over the past few years. Crime Alley has not had that boon-”

“Then why use the best case scenario? Shouldn't you have used the worst to start with?” Damian asked, not quite condescendingly, but with a air of how stupid he thought the current process was.

Sam sighed. “It's not the best starting point, that I agree, but the problem with that is how much harder it is for plants and most outside animals cope with Gotham’s, well, everything.” She paused to rub at her face before she continued. “We are converting practices that are already in effect in places like Metropolis, Paris, and London. Those places have some pollution, but not to the point that Gotham has, obviously. So we have to ‘slowly’ work our way down. Even if our least polluted samples are still leagues worse than the worst Paris or London has to offer.” She smiled softly at Damian, “That is why we are covering every basis. Rushing will only set us back, possibly get all funding revoked, and no progress made at all. Slow progress is still progress.”

Daimian slowly nodded at that. “I see…. Thank you for the insightful lecture, Dr. Manson. I will try to be more patient from now on. I will leave you to your work.”

Both Sam and Danny watched as the young man turned and left, deep in thought.

Danny followed Sam back to her little lab.

“Well that was eventful, want me to haunt him too?” Danny asked.

“No, he is annoying at times, but his heart is in the right place.” Sam said softly.

“How old is he anyway? Last I remembered he was tiny!” Danny exaggerated Damians hight by putting his hand by his knee.

“Either 18 or 19, I think. I dont really pay attention to that, but I know he had his grand 18th already. The whole office was invited.”

“And you didn't invite ME!” Danny gasped.

“You were off with Tucker in whichever dimension he is hanging out in.” She snorted.

“That reminds me, guess what he reincarnated as?” Danny giggled.

“What as?”

“A big named ranchers kid. He was all excited since he would get good meat any time he wanted, only to see how the cows were treated. Our good bro threw a fit and revolutionized the cattle industry by the age of 17 for better livestock treatment. Asked me to get your old notes and everything.”

“Wait, is that why you asked for my notes 7 years ago? Why didn't you tell me than?” Sam shrieked.

“Cause he asked me not to? At least not until he was done, he said, and I quote ‘When she gets to brag about her being right, I should be able to brag that I succeeded with it! So dont tell her until I succeed, Danny!’ And I kept that promise, like a good bro.” Danny smiled wide in pride for his friend.

Sam smiled too. “I am happy he did take my rants seriously, and I am proud of him for stepping up and making his world a better place. Even if he does still eat gross meat.” She said in fake exaggerated disgust.

“Yeah,” Danny said, relaxing as he deliberately layed on Sam's workstation, purposely covering as much paper as he could. “But you should hear how well I succeed in scaring Tim Drake-Wayne into sleeping! So I found him-”

Sam smiled as Danny recounted his scare tactics as she tried to work around his body and flailing hands.

End? Maybe?

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Hey there, Kiddo! Part 2

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It, surprisingly, didn't take him long to find Tim Drake-Wayne. It took him longer to figure out how he wanted to do to mess with the jittery mess.

Danny has met with actual sleep demons. They were usually skeletal or wispy shadows, but they never appeared in direct eye contact, and Danny didn't really want to hover in the peripherals. Plus he needs to think of what to say that is just creepy enough to make the young Ceo stop and listen, but not creepy enough to make the guy run for the hills…. Granted this is Gotham so that fine line might either be thinner than usual.

Danny suddenly remembered that game Tucker had him play with him, the one where a space magic kid possessed bio-tech suits that had some sentience and was in reality all kinds of messed up. But after that one mission where you met with a possible elderich being that took your form that smiled, just a little too wide, moved just a little bit too stiffly wrong, and always got your attention with “Hey there, Kiddo.” It was almost perfect. And that game didn't exist here, no one would get the reference and ruin the experience.

Danny changed into to his ghostly form and morphed to look like Tim Drake-Wayne when he was about 9 years old (taken from a picture on his desk with what must have been his parents) and the suit he was currently wearing, but just a little bit off. Danny didn't change his green eyes but made them glow just a bit more, made his teeth just a little bit sharper, and his smile just a bit too wide.

Danny was proud of how well he did. Amorpho will be getting a great present for the winter truce this year, as well as Spectra for teaching him how to be only visible to one person and only in reflections.

Danny startled when Tim turned off the tablet and flinched at the reflection of Danny right behind him in the screen. Tim whipped his entire body around to find no one else in the room behind him. Danny taking this chance, made himself visible to Tim while sitting cross legged on the back of one of the chairs in front of his desk.

“Well hey there Kiddo.” Danny said, putting just enough reverb to make it grate the ears a little bit.

He watched as Tim re-tensed after working himself down from the reflection scare, and slowly turn to face a younger version of himself sitting impossibly across from his desk.

“You really should stay awake more often, it's fun when we can play like this.” Danny coo'd.

Tim slowly blinked. Which Danny took as a que to disappear for Tim. He silently giggled to himself as Tim slowly looked around the room, making sure to check the reflections of everything that could reflect, before taking a shuttering breath and slumping down into his desk chair.

Tim sat staring blankly towards the ceiling for a few minutes before finally moving. He called Tam on his desk phone to request for Alfred to pick him up. After that he looked at his mostly full cup of coffee before dumping it into the nearest plant pot, and then waited patiently for his ride to get there.

Danny thought about following him home, but the young man looked like he was going to go to bed, so he figured his mission was accomplished.

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Hey there, Kiddo! Masterpost

Danny is bored, and Sam gave him the bright idea to haunt the Wayne's so she can get some work done.

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

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Hey there, Kiddo! Part 1

Masterpost

"Saaaaammmm, I'm bo~ored!" Danny whined, flinging himself over the work table Sam was using.

"Then go find something to doooooo." Sam mockingly whined right back as she stayed focused on her project for the Ivy Initiative that Wayne Enterprises was trying to lay out for Gotham.

"Buu~uuttt whaa~aaaat?" Danny whined harder.

Sam finally looked at the adult man who was acting like an annoying pre-teen all over her workstation.

"I dont know? Go haunt my boss, so he thinks he is hallucinating and will finally go to bed? Tam was moaning about it yesterday when we went out for drinks. He is apparently on day 4 with minimal sleep and is starting to get the 'Manic Ideas'."

Danny perked up. "Oh, ya. Those are fun. I wonder if he also goes on design sprees for minor inconveniences."

"Maybe? I think one time Tam said one time he tried to give an espresso machine a robot body so it was a more efficient personal barista." Sam sighed. "Honesty, it sounds like if you two teamed up, either all the worlds problems would be solved, or you two will set it aflame slash rule us all with manic paranoia."

Danny made an offended sound. "I am not that bad!"

"You made the rumba make chomping noises, but if that wasn't enough you made it so it could chomp larger objects and had to re-buy the coffee table and a few books because they were damaged enough from your other inventive shenanigans that it thought they were trash. Which brings me to the next point that it gained enough sentience that it was able to make those judgment calls." Sam deadpanned.

"Hey, the books were an accident, Mr. Chompy mistakenly got those since they were holding up the broken leg!"

Sam gave him the most withering judgmental look that just screamed, 'I am so tired of your BS right now'.

"Just... go find something to do." Sam sighed as she pointed to the door.

"Fine.... Who is your boss again?" Danny asked.

"Tim Drake-Wayne, but any of the Waynes are free game. I know they hover because this is such an important thing for Gotham. But they are getting a little too much recently." Sam complained.

"Roger that!" Danny cackled as he phased through the door.

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I honestly don't know why this popped into my head, but it made me laugh, so here we go.

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Grand theft Danny part 25

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Tim limped down into the cave. He was lucky everyone seemed to be distracted, but the question remained. What was distracting them?

Dick was stressed about something. Cass was trying to hide the fact that something had her spooked, and honestly her being spooked was the most concerning thing. Duke was sharing knowing looks with the both of them, but didn't seem nearly as stressed or spooked about the situation. Steph was just grinning like an idiot and was very much enjoying the show. Jason was sulking. All of which were also under Alfred's punishment for one thing or another.

As far as he could tell, Bruce and Damian were out of the loop, and he couldn't tell what Alfred's take on it was.

Well….

Alfred's take would be that Bruce stays in his damn bed for once, and Tim doesn't get to go into the cave while injured or when awake for longer than 48 hours … but beyond that, he had no clue.

Either way, Tim was going to figure it out, and he was 82.43% sure it was related to the Batmobile’s failsafes not working.

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At somepoint Bruce added in a mock argument against Batman that "Alfred would be disappointed in Batman and that is why he (bruce) is the favorite.

The media concluded that Batman is actually Alfred's son.

ok ok ok I am all for the “people suspect Batman and Bruce Wayne are dating” identity shenanigans. I am all for the “Batman and Bruce Wayne seem to hate each other” identity shenanigans. And I am all aboard the “WE funds Batman because they are notorious frenemies with a common goal and a VERY similar insanity” identity shenanigans. All of these for both fanon and canon. But if I may propose an extra option that I harbor in my head? Would you all kindly humor me if I were to say…

Batman, grumbling after being questioned about his relationship to Bruce Wayne by the Justice League: Pearly is like… an annoying little brother. Who you want to push down the stairs…and watch his head crack open. ….But if anyone else hurt him, I’d throw them into deep space. 

Bruce Wayne, with no small bitterness, while being abducted by a rogue and questioned on his relationship to Batman: The Batman? He’s like an overprotective older brother who sticks his nose into all of my business and always has something to say about it but is evidently never around when I actually need him.

Bruce Wayne’s official Twitter tweets out “Bitch!” with no context. An egg profile labeled notbatman23894984 responds, “Whore.”

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Grand theft Danny part 24

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Danny was having a great time. Duke and Hood were great to hang with, and Nightwing was fun to tease and just bother like any older sibling is. Spoiler was just as loud and instigating as a younger sibling. Black Bat seemed shy and reserved, though.

Didn't stop her from squeezing in with the rest of them in the back seat when Nightwing called it a day (even though it was only just after noon.) He wanted to grab a shower and a late lunch with someone named Tim before dragging a Damian to a movie.

Danny was content on letting Duke and Hood explain the series of events that led to him possessing the Batmobile to the others. The collective cursing of magic fuckery and further theories on if Danny was an untrained magic user occupied their drive back to the cave. Once they made the last turn to see the cave proper, the bickering fell silent. Danny turned his attention to the lone man, Alfred he remembered, standing on the stairs to the main platform with a disappointed look on his face.

Danny, knowing that all of them were not supposed to be out, but knew he couldn't really be punished further, decided to play “Ominous Boss Music 3” to really tease the group inside (him?) the car.

The effect was glorious, immediately Duke, Hood, and Spoiler started to panic trying to open the locked doors, Nightwing started laughing nervously, and Black Bat seemed to vanish out of the back window. It was one of the top 10 funniest things Danny had the fortune to witness. It was just under the one time he got Amorpho to go into one of those mirror houses at the fair one year. Since Duke was too busy trying to escape, Danny showed off his skills of (slowly) driving into the empty spot and parking himself, and opening all the doors for his occupants.

“I am going to flatten all your tires for throwing us under the bus for this Danny.” Hood hissed before he got out of the car. “Heya Alfie, how are little Timbo and Big Bad Bats doing?” Hood said nonchalantly, as if he was not panicking hard with the rest of the group.

“Master Hood, I see you decided to show Master Signal the joys of disobeying the rules.” Alfred responded dryly.

“Indeed I did, and as my job is now done, I must be off to meet with the Gals about covering Mindie's and Cora's corners-”

“And I dare say that they will be able to manage themselves without you hovering over their shoulders. In the meantime, I have found that the garden could use more mulch and fertilizer. Would you be kind enough to help this old man lift those dreadfully heavy bags?” Alfred's raised eyebrow dared the crime lord to turn down the request.

Hood cleared his throat. “O’course Alfred.”

“Good, I assume Miss Spoiler would be jubilant in helping with such a task?” The pointed question was directed to Spoiler, who was attempting to army crawl her way across the platform to the incredibly purple bike.

“Of course Alfred!” Spoiler shrieked as she launched herself off the floor.

“Good, good. Master's Signal, Nightwing as I now have free time could you assist with taking inventory and rotating the pantry shelves? Assuredly Miss Black Bat will also be contacted to join in the kitchen?”

“Yes sir, Alfred!” Duke and Nightwing shouted as they exited the car.

“Then off you go, be sure to change into appropriate attire.” Alfred dismissed them.

Danny was too laughing at the expense of his new friends to see that Alfred did not follow them.

“And Batmobile, please do stay in the parking zone. I would hate to see such a very important piece of equipment be damaged.” Alfred blithely told Danny, and left the cave.

It took Danny a few moments to process that Alfred knew he was there, and had essentially grounded him.

For the third time in just about 24 hours, Danny set off the car alarm in the cave.

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Luthor's Cricket part 10

Previous. Masterpost

Lex wasn't sure when in the past few days he got so attached to the teen, it may have been the validation the teen gave him. It could be that even with the arguing, the teen treated him like any other adult, bantering more than anything, but still holding sustenance. The teen was smart, but could dis-arm his opponents with his young personality.

In all, Phantom acted not too dissimilar as he did in his youth. The main difference is that he doesn't have the same jaded view of those around him like Lex did. Would he have been as carefree if his father- no, thinking of his past and what if's will not help him now.

Lex left his room, feeling tired due to 4-5 hours of lackluster sleep, to Phantom floating in the kitchen cooking.

“What are you doing?” Lex asked.

“Mak~in muff~ins” Sang the teen as he turned toward Lex “I also have coffee.” He said showing the mug he was holding.

For the second time this week, Lex blue screened.

“Where did you get the ingredients?” Lex asked, baffled.

Phantom smiled with way too many teeth. “I have my ways.”

“Will my security be sending me a report about how a chef may have stolen food?” Lex asked.

“May~be~?” Phantom sing-songed.

“Phantom.” Lex groaned.

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100 Dialogue Tags You Can Use Instead of “Said”

For the writers struggling to rid themselves of the classic ‘said’. Some are repeated in different categories since they fit multiple ones (but those are counted once so it adds up to 100 new words). 

1. Neutral Tags 

Straightforward and unobtrusive dialogue tags: 

Added, Replied, Stated, Remarked, Responded, Observed, Acknowledged, Commented, Noted, Voiced, Expressed, Shared, Answered, Mentioned, Declared.

2. Questioning Tags 

Curious, interrogative dialogue tags:

Asked, Queried, Wondered, Probed, Inquired, Requested, Pondered, Demanded, Challenged, Interjected, Investigated, Countered, Snapped, Pleaded, Insisted.

3. Emotive Tags 

Emotional dialogue tags:

Exclaimed, Shouted, Sobbed, Whispered, Cried, Hissed, Gasped, Laughed, Screamed, Stammered, Wailed, Murmured, Snarled, Choked, Barked.

4. Descriptive Tags 

Insightful, tonal dialogue tags: 

Muttered, Mumbled, Yelled, Uttered, Roared, Bellowed, Drawled, Spoke, Shrieked, Boomed, Snapped, Groaned, Rasped, Purred, Croaked.

5. Action-Oriented Tags 

Movement-based dialogue tags: 

Announced, Admitted, Interrupted, Joked, Suggested, Offered, Explained, Repeated, Advised, Warned, Agreed, Confirmed, Ordered, Reassured, Stated.

6. Conflict Tags 

Argumentative, defiant dialogue tags:

Argued, Snapped, Retorted, Rebuked, Disputed, Objected, Contested, Barked, Protested, Countered, Growled, Scoffed, Sneered, Challenged, Huffed.

7. Agreement Tags 

Understanding, compliant dialogue tags: 

Agreed, Assented, Nodded, Confirmed, Replied, Conceded, Acknowledged, Accepted, Affirmed, Yielded, Supported, Echoed, Consented, Promised, Concurred.

8. Disagreement Tags 

Resistant, defiant dialogue tags: 

Denied, Disagreed, Refused, Argued, Contradicted, Insisted, Protested, Objected, Rejected, Declined, Countered, Challenged, Snubbed, Dismissed, Rebuked.

9. Confused Tags 

Hesitant, uncertain dialogue tags:

Stammered, Hesitated, Fumbled, Babbled, Mumbled, Faltered, Stumbled, Wondered, Pondered, Stuttered, Blurted, Doubted, Confessed, Vacillated.

10. Surprise Tags

Shock-inducing dialogue tags:

Gasped, Stunned, Exclaimed, Blurted, Wondered, Staggered, Marvelled, Breathed, Recoiled, Jumped, Yelped, Shrieked, Stammered.

Note: everyone is entitled to their own opinion. No I am NOT telling people to abandon said and use these. Yes I understand that said is often good enough, but sometimes you WANT to draw attention to how the character is speaking. If you think adding an action/movement to your dialogue is 'good enough' hate to break it to you but that ruins immersion much more than a casual 'mumbled'. And for the last time: this is just a resource list, CALM DOWN. Hope that covers all the annoyingly redundant replies :)

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DP x DC Prompt: Eternal Teen Phantom Meets Eternal Child Baby Doll

"Mary Louise Dahl, also known as Baby Doll, is an actress born with systemic hypoplasia, a rare condition which kept her from ever growing, meaning that she spent all of her life looking like an adorable little girl." -Batman The Animated Series wiki

Danny, frustrated with how he hasn't aged past 14 despite being in his 20's, leaves Amity Park behind. His lack of aging wasn't a problem for his friends and family, but a man can only be laughed out of so many job interviews. Eventually, his wandering brings him to Gotham.

Mary, still reeling from her disastrous attempt at happiness and newly incarcerated in Arkham, doesn't resist when reporters make her their latest show pony - what a novelty, a washed up actress who hides a Tommy gun in her dolly and looks like a toddler! Her sad mug is plastered across every paper in town for a week, in her jumpsuit and ringlet curls.

Danny sees the papers, and finds in them someone he can relate to. He may have been a hero, and she a villain, but they were both driven to it by circumstance, right?

He writes her a letter. Mary writes one back. They become pen pals. Tentative friends, even.

And then there's a breakout at Arkham. Mary isn't answering Danny's texts, and there are reports of fatalities. Chaos fills the streets.

Phantom goes looking for Baby Doll.

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NOPE!

Mr. Crocodile Man is VERY MUCH IN A FACE BITEY MOOD!!!! All he did was try to ask one. Single. QUESTION.

But NOOOOOOO, apparently entering the sewers was 'breaking into his house' and that he 'is not going to be able to snitch to the Bats when he is through with you!' Like, really? Didn't even let Danny explain that, no, he will not tattle on one of Mary's.... kinda friend? A smidge more than acquaintance? Asylum buddy? Whatever.

And how is it breaking into his house? It's not like all the manhole covers are doors to the biggest McMansion on the face of the planet! Gosh, imagine the property taxes on-

"GET BACK HERE YOU BRAT!!!"

Right, runny time. Thinking quickly, he shoots up and phases through the dirt, concrete, and away from the nth bad choice in under an hour. Good news, he didn't see any vigilantes or other villains immediately. But getting smacked in the face by a bedazzled baseball bat is a solid 3rd thing to always look out for when popping out of the ground like a ghost themed Halloween wack-a-mole knockoff. 10/10 great shot, top row prize awarded. Luckily, there was not a second hit as a few other voices kept the one with the bat at bay while they tried to figure out who just 'crashed the sanctity of Girls Night!'

Groaning and rubbing his head, Danny looked up to see more than a few girls/women surrounding him and the blond dressed in red and black with the baseball bat, that was now missing more than a few rhinestones. The one holding her back was a woman with very red hair and green skin, dressed in a pink fluffy robe, off to his side was a woman wearing black pajamas with little yellow bat symbols all over it was arguing with a girl in another room about getting the med-kit, and lastly, one standing right behind his head, slightly bent over him, was another woman with short dark hair with cat print pajamas.

"Sorry about that" Danny said, "I was running away from Mr. Crocodile Man in the sewers."

The arguing stopped.

"Mr. Crocodile man." The one standing over him said.

"Yes, and since you only hit me once and don't look like you want to eat and/or arrest me, do you happen to know where a Ms. Mary Dahl might be?" Danny asked, mustering all of his ability to look like the innocent 14 year old that he was not.

"DANNY?!"

Danny sat up quickly to see his pen pal standing in the doorway, holding a red bag as big as her in the doorway.

"MARY!"

Danny pounced, phasing through all the women, and the baseball bat, to tackle hug the small woman.

"IM SO HAPPY YOUR SAFE! I was very worried when you didn't reply, and then the news broke about a massive breakout, then-" Danny blubbered through his whole day trying to find his friend. By the end of it, they moved to the couch where the newly introduced quartet listened and cooed at Danny's worry and perseverance.

"Well, now that the story is out of the way, sorry bout the bat to the face!" Harley sheepishly said, though the smile with it said she would gladly do it again to any other poor schmuck that pops out of floors. Ivy rolled her eyes at that and handed him some more tea.

"It was a very eventful time, and I am happy that Mary has such a concerned kitten to watch over her." Selena snickered.

"Yes, you just need to hone your powers a bit more so you don't get taken down by a bat of any kind." Talia said mischievously.

Danny blushed at that.

"So, Danny, you really ran into three Bats, and two other villains, just to make sure Mary was Ok?" Harley 'innocently' asked.

"No. Bad Harley!" Mary screeched. "He is like, eighteen years younger than us!"

The others giggled at how red both kid looking adults got.

"Ok, ok. Seriously, though, I am happy you both found a good friend to talk to." Harley softly stated. "Selena, Talia, ask your sugar daddy to send over some pajamas for Danny, is is an honorary Girl Villain! I'm thinking sky blue to match the white hair he's got."

Danny laughed as both Selena and Talia sputtered before playing rock paper scissors.

"Danny, Danny-bo-banny, what movie should we watch next?" Harley grinned.

Hey, @murderandjam , mind if I re post this into separate parts on my blog? I won't delete this, and will keep the prompt linked in my masterpost. Just want to make it a bit easier to read and navigate for future peeps.

DP x DC Prompt: Eternal Teen Phantom Meets Eternal Child Baby Doll

"Mary Louise Dahl, also known as Baby Doll, is an actress born with systemic hypoplasia, a rare condition which kept her from ever growing, meaning that she spent all of her life looking like an adorable little girl." -Batman The Animated Series wiki

Danny, frustrated with how he hasn't aged past 14 despite being in his 20's, leaves Amity Park behind. His lack of aging wasn't a problem for his friends and family, but a man can only be laughed out of so many job interviews. Eventually, his wandering brings him to Gotham.

Mary, still reeling from her disastrous attempt at happiness and newly incarcerated in Arkham, doesn't resist when reporters make her their latest show pony - what a novelty, a washed up actress who hides a Tommy gun in her dolly and looks like a toddler! Her sad mug is plastered across every paper in town for a week, in her jumpsuit and ringlet curls.

Danny sees the papers, and finds in them someone he can relate to. He may have been a hero, and she a villain, but they were both driven to it by circumstance, right?

He writes her a letter. Mary writes one back. They become pen pals. Tentative friends, even.

And then there's a breakout at Arkham. Mary isn't answering Danny's texts, and there are reports of fatalities. Chaos fills the streets.

Phantom goes looking for Baby Doll.

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Help Wanted ≠ Send Sacrifices Masterpost

OG Prompt

Thread One: Tim gets yeeted

Thread Two: Tim dies

Thread Three: Multiple Abductions

Solo Series: Pt. 1 | Pt. 2 | Pt. 3 | Pt. 4

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*Looks at the draft for the next bit* she is going to have to get in line behind behind me and his parade of bats...

DP x DC Prompt: Eternal Teen Phantom Meets Eternal Child Baby Doll

"Mary Louise Dahl, also known as Baby Doll, is an actress born with systemic hypoplasia, a rare condition which kept her from ever growing, meaning that she spent all of her life looking like an adorable little girl." -Batman The Animated Series wiki

Danny, frustrated with how he hasn't aged past 14 despite being in his 20's, leaves Amity Park behind. His lack of aging wasn't a problem for his friends and family, but a man can only be laughed out of so many job interviews. Eventually, his wandering brings him to Gotham.

Mary, still reeling from her disastrous attempt at happiness and newly incarcerated in Arkham, doesn't resist when reporters make her their latest show pony - what a novelty, a washed up actress who hides a Tommy gun in her dolly and looks like a toddler! Her sad mug is plastered across every paper in town for a week, in her jumpsuit and ringlet curls.

Danny sees the papers, and finds in them someone he can relate to. He may have been a hero, and she a villain, but they were both driven to it by circumstance, right?

He writes her a letter. Mary writes one back. They become pen pals. Tentative friends, even.

And then there's a breakout at Arkham. Mary isn't answering Danny's texts, and there are reports of fatalities. Chaos fills the streets.

Phantom goes looking for Baby Doll.