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Tim: i don’t like that Damian’s a doctor now. he’s unprofessional about it.

Dick: Damian graduated top of his class, you need to stop being bitter. come on, he’s waiting for us and you need to get that concussion checked out.

Tim: *groan*

~later~

Damian: hmmm…

Damian: *shining a flashlight in Tim’s eyes* ok look left… and now right…?

Tim: *sigh*

Damian: *clicks flashlight off* alright.

Tim: so?

Damian, solomnly: you have aids.

Tim, turning to Dick incredulously: SEE-

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Short DPXDC Prompts #425

Jason has no idea what the fuck is happening. One moment hes on his motorcycle driving down the winding streets of Gotham, the next hes suddenly in the centre of an absolutely destroyed town with a glowing white haired man fighting a giant guy with flaming green hair. He snaps out of his daze as this redhead lady in a strange metal suit grabs his motorcycle and throws it at the metal man with a simple “sorry” as her excuse.

Jazz blinks. Her short boyfriend has suddenly gotten much shorter. 14 year old Robin Jason Todd stood in the place of HER Jason.

Bruce Wayne stared warily and alert for any signs of a threat. His protege was gone. Standing in his place was a massive man bigger than himself with a red helmet and guns strapped to his thighs.

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Put the ass in assistant

dcxdp fic idea

Danny is Diana Prince's personal assistant.

He's not sure exactly how it started (thats a blatant lie. there was a job opening at the Smithsonian and it came with behind the scenes perks and he wanted to abuse the heck out of them at the Air and Space Museum) but he was now a personal assistant.

and it was kinda fire actually.

not that he would ever say that out loud.

Dr. Prince (You may call me Diana, Daniel. If you call me Danny. Touché) was an expert on Ancient Greece. (and something about the way she quirked the corner of her lip whenever she said that reminded him of when someone asked him about ghosts. but he refused to think about that connection any longer than necessary because he knew it would complicate his life and he was decidedly looking to not do that thank you very much)

and thanks to his teen years spent brawling with the dead, he knew a fair amount about the topic himself. (an amount that was definetly not suspicous) Which was probably the only reason he was kept on long enough to go from highly disfunctional ex-teen vigilantee to competent PA. if he was being entirely honest.

He's not entirely sure how he got the job. he knows why he applied, and why they kept him on, but the hiring of an astronomy PhD canadite for a PA position at the Natural History Museum was beyond him.

It was probably Clockwork.

Whatever, he was getting off track.

He didnt know how he became a PA, but he didnt hate it.

Especially when it brought billionaire tech genius (and noteable playboy) Bruce Wayne to his desk. There's something inherently satisfying about making a rich guy wait in a room not designed for waiting just because he thought he could just barge in without an appointment.

It had been 20 minutes.

And Danny had made exactly zero attempts to contact his boss.

Wayne had begun to fidget. Barely noticeable unless you had lengthy experience studying people for sudden changes in behavior denoting agression or possesion. Which Danny, unfortunetly, had.

Eventually his fun had to end. And that time came at the 35 minute mark when the sensor he had covertly embedded in her office triggered the notification on his computer to blink once. He waited a few extra minutes, set a calendar appointment. waited for his phone to ring (startling the billionare in the process) made a show of checking the device and 'typing' a response and then got up and sauntered the 6 feet from his desk to Dr. Prince's door and knocked to get her attention (and make sure his face didnt let on that he Knew that she hadn't been in her office for the last hour.) Hyper aware of the eyes following him.

It was shaping up to be an interesting kind of day.

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DC X DP Prompt #5

So I might have got you pregnant….. kinda

Jason Todd has been in a weirdly upbeat mood but some weird things have been happening lately. His pit rage seems to be really calm as of late and he’s feeling oddly protective and doting of his family. He’s also been having weird cravings. For example, he’s been adding some of the Lazarus Pitt’s water to his food and drinks, filtered of course. This all started after that one night stand he had with that cute space and ghost nerd that works at that new mechanic shop.

Meanwhile, Danny is freaking out about trying to get into contact with that revenant he slept with because Frostbite told him that he could have accidentally got that man ghost pregnant.

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Bruce: Who are you?

Danny: Did you forget about me? You asked me to come live with you yesterday.

Bruce: Did I?

Danny: I mean, I can leave. I'll wind up on the streets... probably selling myself or some kind of drug to make ends need, but that's got nothing to do with you. So don't worry about it. It's not like you're Batman.

Bruce: Wait.

Danny talking fast: YouUsedToBeMyHeroButNowYour'reThrowingMeOut

Bruce: What!? Wait don't go-

Danny: Well! If you insist! I'll be in my room. Love you dad! :D

Bruce: O-oh love you too!

Alfred: Master Bruce who was that young man?

Bruce:....I think a kid that just gaslight me into housing him.

Alfred: You could have just a new adoptee.

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danny gets summoned by the justice league to help fight off aliens

jason takes one look at the eldritch monstrosity in front of him and says, "i want his babies."

wes pops out of the vent on the ceiling. "i know right?"

cue the screams of the jl who don't know how the fuck this random civvie got into the watchtower

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Writer! Danny AU

Danny in college is forced to take a creative writing class. In this class, despite hating all of the assigned reading finds himself enjoying the writing prompts as he had the freedom to write “fiction” whenever he wants so long as it fits the assignment.

Spoiler: Danny isnt a creative person, but he does have his secret years as a teenage vigilante to pull from and all that time he spends in the fabric between realities, so he winds up doing ok writing from his experiences.

So… Danny’s teacher (who steadfastly doesn’t believe in ghosts or dimension travel) loves his “realistic” writing style in his “fantasy” settings and convinced him to write all his excepts into a novel and publish it. His peers who have read it during sharing/editing/review activities all agree (for the most part).

So when money gets a bit too tight, Danny gives in and writes a short book, where he is vague about how he got the powers (other than how much it hurt and that his friends were there for him), not expecting much when he publishes it online under a pseudonym.

It does much better than expected. So, in order to keep the funds coming (and not disappointing the people who have left him such glowing reviews) he continues to write and publish his autobiography… sold as fiction using silly names.

(Like Fenton/Phantom becoming Morvaith/Wraith. And Daniel/Danny -> Nethaniel/thanny)

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In completely unrelated news, the cape community has gone wild over this too realistic book series that follows a teen hero/vigilante they have never heard of. Who really is the Wraith character? And where is this Amicable City?

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Danny: Excuse me, I'm a student photographer at Gotham U, and one of our assignments is to take shots of Gotham Street Glam. Would it be alright if I took your pictures and used them in my project?

Steph: Yes, of course! Do you want us to pose?

Danny: Yes, if that is okay with you and you have some time that would be wonderful.

Steph: Yeah no problem. I'm Stephanie by the way, but call me Steph. This is Cassandra- call her Cass. Next to her is Jason- call him Jay. And lastly that's Richard. Call him Ric.

Dick: No, do not call me that. Call me Dick please.

Steph: I mean sure if you want to break the pattern and be SpEaCiAl.

Danny: Its nice to meet you all, I'm Danny. Would you mind if we move down the street to the historical Cafe area?

Jason: No problem. But is my outfit glam enough?

Danny: Leather jackets can be punk glam not to worry.

Cass: May I do a arabesque as a pose? I'm a ballerina.

Danny: Of course! We can have you do that one some stairs or a railing.

Dick: Oh! Can I do a Flip?

Danny: Of course!

A week later:

Classmate 1: Fenton!? Are those....Did you do a photo op with the WAYNES!?

Classmate 2: Holy shit. Those are the Waynes. How in the world did you book them as your models?!

Classmate 3: CASSANDRA WAYNE!? OMG IS THIS PRINT FOR SALE?!

Classmate 4: I have money too! Fenton, sell me the Dick Grayson one!

Danny: I have no idea who those people are. I just found them having a bobba tea in the street. Are they famous?

TA: J A S O N T O D D!!!!

Danny: I guess they are famous.

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concept for a tv show: a cute simple love story between an assistant and a chauffeur or bodyguard or whatever else rich people have and in the background the rich people are having the wildest telenovela level drama that we only catch glimpses of

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Duke: Sometimes I have trouble keeping up a secret identity, because explaining all the sudden disappearances and stuff is hard.

Danny: I managed this by just being widely disliked enough that nobody noticed or cared lmao.

Duke: Uh... But how did you explain the injuries?

Danny: Again, most people didn't notice or care. And most of the people who did were already in on my identity.

Danny: But I did end up accidentally convincing a few people that I was being abused.

Stephanie: Okay, but weren't you actually being abused?

Danny: Well yeah, but my parents didn't know it was me at the time.

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AU where Freakshow won.

He realised pretty quickly that the easiest way to KEEP his slaves under his control was to break their will.

He also realised that the easiest and fastest way to break his most important, most powerful slave's will was to kill everyone he loves.

So he blew up Amity Park. Maddie and Jack? Dead. Jazz? Dead. Sam and Tucker? Dead. Even Mr Lancer and the A-Listers were dead.

And Danny broke.

He couldn't bring himself to resist anymore. At least if he's with Freakshow he won't become Dan, right? It's so easy to give in, to not have to think or feel or suffer or fight anymore. Not when everyone who matters is...

Circus Gothica takes its act on the road. Eventually, they end up in Gotham. They start yet another untraceable crime spree, robbing banks and mob bosses alike.

The bats catch on, of course.

They fight this gang of criminal metas(?) and they can't land a hit on any of them.

There's something strange about them, though. They throw around the usual theories - nanobots, clones, meta trafficking.

They realise that they can hit the ringleader if he's distracted.

They take Phantom down.

The other thieves scatter and vanish, back to wherever they came from.

They keep the ringleader for questioning.

They wait.

And wait.

And wait.

And Phantom wakes up.

He sits in silence for a while, unmoving.

They try to question him. He doesn't respond. He just stays where he's put like a puppet with cut strings.

They get up in his face, they readjust his limbs, they start wondering if he's truly more puppet than man.

They don't think about how young he looks.

One of the bats makes an unexpected noise and he flinches.

He flinches.

It's as if that small movement sets off a chain reaction. He moves his head, then his hands, then his arms.

He starts to laugh.

Then sob.

He's free.

After all this time...

What the fuck is he supposed to do now?

*Semi-inspired by this prompt by @novelistwriter

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Flash: Ok, hold up. What?!

Nightwing: Red hood was a Robin too. What is so confusing about that?

Wonder Woman: It's just.... A lot of things make so much more sense now.

Nightwing: Like what?

Flash: Well, we did wonder who the first Robin was. But it being Red hood makes so much sense. The anger issues should have given it away really.

Nightwing: Huh?

Wonder Woman: It is quite obvious once you see it. It also explains why Batman gave you the role of Robin. I mean, i can only imagine how painful it must have been to watch your partner turn to a life of crime. So he replaced him with you. And I must say, it was a good choice. You were one of my favourite Robins so far.

Nightwing: Wait, wait, wait! You guys think I was the second Robin?

Flash: Well duh. You've always been this ball of sunshine. Just like the second Robin. And now with the hood being the angry first robin and Red robin being the genius third, we now know what happend to all of you.

Nightwing: I... Oh god, J's gonna fucking lose it if he figures out you guys think he's the oldest.

Wonder Woman: Pardon?

Nightwing: Doesn't matter. What does matter though is that Redhood isn't the first robin. I was!

Flash:

Wonder Woman:

Nightwing:

Flash: Now hold on now! That can't be right!

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Nedzu has been called in to help deal with a threat somewhere in America. The American Heroes are struggling a lot. But Nedzu has suspicions about this GIW.

Nedzu was informed about some kind of threat from a small town in America that has been attacking Government Facilities. The American Heroes assumed some Villain, but what they got was something much, MUCH worse.

A boy, with a body as black as void. White hair, bright green eyes and a serpent like tail flying at impossible speeds.

Quirk Cancelling Stuff doesn't work, none of their attacks are able to hit, and they keep incapacitating the other heroes. It's getting annoying, and even with the help of the Government - they can't seem to stop it.

Nedzu was called for some strategizing, but something about this seemed off. He has never heard about this GIW, nor will they disclose what exactly they do. All they keep saying is that this thing is a threat, and they're gonna capture it.

And Nedzu - sensing bullshit - decides to look into the GIW and what they do.

Needless to say, he is very furious.

Experimentations, De-humanization, Capture, Extermination and entire Law that was passed down without anyone knowing to hunt and destroy these 'Ghosts.'

Nedzu was not having it.

So he told everyone, and soon enough - demolished, abolished and obliterated the GIW and the AEA. But during the destruction of one building, they found one prisoner.

A little girl.

Caged, huddled in a corner, softly crying. Blazing white hair, a body as black as void, with bright green eyes.

And Nedzu finally has the last piece of the puzzle. Why that Ghost was attacking the GIW Bases - not just from the Laws. No, the GIW had taken someone related to them. And he was searching for them.

He just has to earn her trust, and then bring her to that Ghost and just maybe, he'd get a new friend.

^~^

Basically, what if Dani was caught by the GIW and Danny found out, and is on a frenzy to find her? Nedzu gets called in, only to find the GIW Bullshit and shut them down and find Dani?

This is VERY CLOSE to a Reveal Gone Wrong Scenario. Fentons are working with GIW, things are getting heated, and Dani getting captured was almost the last straw.

Nedzu manages to stop that from happening, and maybe - just maybe - Danny, Dani and Jazz will end up in MHA? Just a random thought.

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Robin was hit.

Red Robin knocked the futuristic gun out of the perpetrator’s hands but not before it fired into the fight and hit Robin square in the chest. There was a rush of chaos and confusion immediately following. Nightwing takes the unconscious teen into his arms and retreats while the rest of the bats take down the rest of the thugs with brutal efficiency.

Red Hood and Spoiler stay behind to question the criminals and do some more investigating while Red Robin examines the gun used.

It’s hours later, with Robin still unconscious in the Batcave medbay, they figure out it’s an alien device originally used to find others of the same endangered race. Frankly, it didn’t at all explain why Damian was still unconscious, or why he fell unconscious to begin with. From the research they found, it shouldn’t physically alter or affect the individual. Which leads them to believe the device had been tampered with.

Tensions were high. Answers were scarce. Doubts were increasing as well as fear and anger.

It came to a head almost twenty-four hours later when Damian violently wakes up.

From one moment to the next, the teen goes from being completely unaware to gasping awake. Dick, who had been by his side through this ordeal, is so startled he shouts in surprise. He jumps from his seat to keep Damian from hurting himself as the boy thrashes in the bed.

Tim comes running in from where he was stationed at the Bat computer to see Damian screaming and struggling against their older brother’s calming hands. The heart monitor is going ballistic and if Damian keeps flailing he’ll rip out his IV.

“Tim!”

He already knows what Dick wants and dashes toward the medicine cabinet for a sedative. It doesn’t take long for the drug to do its job with Dick holding down Damian.

“It’s okay. You’re okay. I got you. I got you,” Dick reassures as Damian loses his strength and sags into the bed.

Tim is already texting Bruce about the situation, not wanting to leave Dick by himself.

“What was that?” Tim asks out loud.

He had never seen Damian act like that except for when he got fear gassed. They had run every test they could think of when he came in, he was clean.

Dick is running his fingers through Damian’s hair soothingly even though the teen is out of it.

“I don’t know. Something’s off.”

They only gave him a small dose, but Damian is out for another six hours. In that time they had ran all the tests again to find nothing abnormal and Jason had pulled in about four hours in to park his butt at the work bench to clean his weapons in front of Bruce and within hearing distance.

When Damian wakes again, it’s sluggish from the drugs. He blinks and groans. Dick is at his side immediately.

“Hey, Baby Bat. How you feeling?”

Damian pulls at the cushioned restraints around his wrists. The teen wrinkles his brows in confusion and looks down.

“You want them off? The first time you woke up you almost ripped your IV out,” Dick explains as he carefully unlatches the Velcro.

“Oh,” Damian mumbles and then thinks about the words. “What?”

Bruce walks through the door. Jason lingers in the doorway peering in to check on the kid.

“There you are. You had us worried,” Bruce says. He stands at the side of the bed to put a hand on the boy’s shoulder while his eyes scan the monitors.

“Sorry.”

That got their attention.

“‘Sorry’?” Jason asks incredulously as he pushes off the doorway to stand at the end of the bed. “Since when have you ever apologized for anything?”

“Jason,” Dick hushes. “He just woke up. Give him a break.”

Damian rubs his free wrists as he looks around at them and the room. The longer they watch him they can see the lack of recognition in his eyes.

“What- what happened?”

Dick and Jason give each other a look at the stutter, but it’s Bruce that responds.

“What’s the last thing you remember?”

Damian looks down in thought, a hand coming up to fiddle with the IV site. Dick reaches over to pull his hand away. Surprisingly, Damian lets him.

“Um, I was- I was-… sorry,” he says in frustration.

“That’s okay. Take your time.”

Damian rubs at his face in a nervous mannerism he’s never shown before.

“I think I was doing homework? I- There’s this stupid project in history class that’s due in like two weeks and I’ve been procrastinating,” Damian shrugs.

Damian hadn’t once mentioned a history project.

He looks up at Bruce.

“Did I pass out or something?”

Bruce squeezes his shoulder before letting it drop. Dick was right, something is wrong.

“First, can you tell me your identification code?”

Dick shoots him a look that he ignores.

Damian blinks up at him.

“My what?”

Tension immediately seeps into everyone present.

“Your identification code, Dami, you remember it, right?” Dick pushes.

Damian turns to him in confusion.

“What are you talking about?”

“Did he hit his head when he went down?” Jason demands. He turns to Bruce. “I thought you checked for a concussion!”

Damian actually shrinks away from the aggressive tone. Bruce raises a hand for silence. He bends to get eye level with the teen.

“Do you know where you are?”

Damian glances around with cautious eyes.

“…The hospital?”

Dick puts a hand over his mouth in disbelief. Damian sends him a look.

“Not the hospital?”

“No,” Jason answers. “Not the hospital.”

“Do you know who I am?” Bruce asks next.

Damian studies him too closely, looking for context clues. It didn’t leave a lot of confidence.

“My… doctor?”

Dick stands abruptly to pace.

“What is happening?” He demands to no one.

“That’s what I want to know,” Damian chimes in.

“Damian,” Bruce calls to get his attention. “Damian, look at me.”

The teen turns to him in bewilderment.

“Who’s Damian?”

That question freezes them.

“What?” Jason asks. “Who the- If you’re not Damian, who are you?”

“Me? Who are you?”

Dick intervenes with raised hands. He approaches the bed like the teen is a scared animal.

“Okay. We’re starting over. Hi. I’m Dick. What’s your name?”

Not-Damian looks him up and down suspiciously.

“I’m Danny. Fenton. Danny Fenton. You- I thought you called me by my name earlier?”

Dick thinks back and gives a tight smile. “I said ‘Dami’, short for Damian, not Danny.”

Danny slumps back into the bed. “Oh.”

“We’ll figure this out, kiddo. Don’t worry-“

Bruce’s phone rings with an unknown number. He glances at the teen and shows him the screen.

“Do you recognize this number?”

“Yea, it’s mine,” Danny confesses.

Bruce puts it on speaker.

“Damian.”

“Father, it seems I’ve switched bodies with a civilian,” comes the voice.

“Wait, what?” Danny pats himself down. “Switched bodies?!”

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Sad idea

Danny has black hair and blue eyes. But he is so painfully boring to look at. So normal that he's damn near unseen

Regular boy syndrome. Completely unworthy of interest. He's an awkward nerd with negative charisma levels

And he's so painfully used to that, being treated like a ghost when he's completely human

The only exceptional part about him is when he transforms into Danny Phantom

Cause Phantom is actually interesting to look at and be around.

I say all this to showcase a story where Danny Phantom arrives to Gotham and he's still, so invisible as he walks the streets and attends university ect.

The Bat's only get interested when Phatom makes an appearance

And it becomes a dichotomy: they ignore/pass by Danny when he's human but are comrades around Phantom

Jason falls in love with Phantom

But when Danny the human comes around, they're all like, "ugh, the civilian."

Pretty much Danny getting heartbroken that no one would ever love him while he's alive, and the realization that no one would ever love Phantom entirely because they reject his uncool side.

So Jason slowly comes to realize that Phantom, his crush, is slowly slipping from his fingers (ghosting him ) which makes him panic and he can't make sense why he's being rejected when they mesh so well

(In this entire thing, Danny doesn't reveal that he's both human and ghost)

Well, maybe he does reveal the truth but it'd be the last chapter sort of truth to share

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Rumour has it, although the King of Ithaca had returned to his shores, his throne remained empty for the better part of a year.