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Days in the League of Assassins and being a babysitter: Little Damian, 5 y.o.

Jason and young Damian were in a training room, tasked with fighting each other so Ra's al Ghul could train his grandson.

Ra’s (frustrated): Jason, you’ve been standing there for fifteen minutes. Spar! Begin!

Jason (flatly while checking his fingernails for any hang nails): No.

Ra’s: I need to see if he can fight! Fight the boy, he can handle it!

Little Damian held up his tiny fists, circling them around and ready to fight. Jason shook his head with a smile making Damian pause and sway back and forth.

Jason: This is fucked up, and I’m not doing it. Don’t say fucked, Damian.

Damian nodded silently. He looked down at his shoes, opening and closing them as if he were a penguin.

Jason (holding his arm out towards Damian): I’m not attacking him. He’s not at the piss-me-off age yet!

Ra’s: Allah, give me patience. You’re not around him all the time, I am! He's a true terror most of the time. Just look at that face!

Jason glanced at Damian, who slowly blinked frog-like, then waved at his brother.

Jason (sarcastic): Uh-huh, real demon child. Looks like he'll suck my soul. Well… he is related to you.

Ra’s: اذهب إلى الجحيم — that’s a compliment if anything! Don’t repeat the first part, Damian.

Damian: Okay. Akhi Jason, what’s that on your shoe?

Jason looked down at his shoes, confused, only to be met with a staff to the head. He winced, clutching his sore head, ready to fight, until he realized it was Damian who had hit him.

Damian (snickering): Got you. Now fall down or be prepared for another bop to the head!

Jason rolled his eyes but dramatically fell to the ground to give Damian the win. The little boy pressed his foot on Jason’s arm, triumphant.

Damian: I win!

Ra’s: That doesn’t—

Jason: Ra’s, finish that sentence, and I’m shooting you in the kneecaps!

Ra's: Oh, fine! Damian, you win. Adequate job.

Jason (handing Damian candy from his pocket): Here ya go.

Damian (happy): A fruit chew!

Ra's: Stop giving him American sweets!

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Batman and Jim were enjoying a coffee break together before Batman had to head back to patrol. Batman sighed then yawned.

Batman: Is there a chance our kids will ever date again?

Jim: I asked Babs that a few months ago. After laughing for five minutes, the answer was no. Thankfully.

Batman: Okay, good… I can't go through that nonsense again. I'm not great at relationships, but... how do I say this correctly?

Jim (relating): Your relationship drama is ironically less hectic and less soap opera or MTV reality show like theirs. I get what you're saying. They make my marriages look like a walk in the park sometimes. They didn't have a serial killer son though.

Batman: Silver linings I guess... Who do you think dumped the other? Nightwing said he dumped her.

Jim: Ba- Right, 'Oracle' said she dumped him. Rather nicely, too, said they were at a diner, and she told him it was him, not her and she cherished their friendship more. He took it as well as someone can be after being dumped in a diner.

Batman: I respect the honesty, and that does sound like her. I knew he was lying.

Jim (dialing Barbara's number): Let's ask the exes.

Batman (pressing his communication device): On it. Nightwing, you didn’t end the relationship with Oracle; she dumped you. Why would you lie to me? I’m your father.

Nightwing (sheepishly, stammering): Th- Sh- Lies! I am working!

Oracle (on the speakerphone of her father's phone, also hearing Nightwing on the earpiece): Classic avoidance. He’s still bitter I told him we weren't a perfect match and I’ve since found him as basic as pumpkin spice lattes in fall.

Nightwing (insulted): PEOPLE LIKE PUMPKIN SPICE!

Batman (to Jim): Nightwing says people like pumpkin spice.

Oracle: Yes, pumpkin spice can be delicious, but for some it becomes very blah, that's not a bad thing. Starfire likes you all year round. I also couldn’t stand his nasally voice.

Jim: What she said.

Nightwing (raising his voice): It is NOT NASALLY!

Batman: He’s lying saying his voice isn’t nasally. It's a little nasally, but high pitched. Love ya, son.

Batman chuckled dryly adding salt to his son's wounds.

Nightwing turned off his communication earpiece after giving everyone a good show that all the Bat siblings on patrol heard.

Nightwing: Whatever, I'm logging off for the night. My comm is off, and I will not be talking to the cackler until she apologizes! Tell Jim I said hi.

Batman: Jim, my son says hi.

Oracle: He logged off for the night. I’m not apologizing for being factual.

Jim: That’s good, don’t back down.

Oracle: I learned it from the best. I’ll give my bestie some time to cool off. You besties have a good night. Bye.

Oracle ended the call after teasing her father and Batman. Batman disconnected his earpiece, and the two men started laughing earnestly at the exchange.

Jim: Right, so she ended things, and Nightwing doesn’t like to be reminded of it.

Batman: Sounds about right. I enjoy the times we spend time together as friends.

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Dani randomly comes across Deadman during her travels and injects him with one of her doses of ectodejecto to heal him because he is a very weak ghost. Then argues with him for letting himself waste away like that and coming to Amity Park if things don't get better. And if it's still not okay, to ask about Fenton, but be careful, Fenton CHILD!

bonus point if he was there with other heroes as part of an investigation mission and suddenly, all “normal” humans can see him. The panic that ensues can be so glorious, especially if the magical hero doesn't realize the problem himself/herself because it doesn't change anything for him/her

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dc x dp corpse ua

The bats find several identical teenage corpses and panic

Corpses also match the new student at Gotham Academy

So they decide to put a subcutaneous tracker on "Danny" as a perfectly reasonable means of investigation *cough cough*

That same evening, they follow the tracker's signal to find a new corpse.

In the morning, the new student, Danny, acts normally as if nothing happened.

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Danny Phantom AKA Ghost King

gets summoned to the JL Watchtower as a desperate last resort to vanquish a cosmic universe consuming threat

Danny seeing Constantine's soul ripped into hundreds of pieces as an attempt to keep any one demon from owning it says the first thing that comes to his fourteen year old mind

"Whore"

Constantine was thinking there has to be something to bargain with, the rumors of the new Ghost King are that he is of a more benevolent sort, only to just be murdered on the spot

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Danny Phantom AKA Ghost King

gets summoned to the JL Watchtower as a desperate last resort to vanquish a cosmic universe consuming threat

Danny seeing Constantine's soul ripped into hundreds of pieces as an attempt to keep any one demon from owning it says the first thing that comes to his fourteen year old mind

"Whore"

Constantine was thinking there has to be something to bargain with, the rumors of the new Ghost King are that he is of a more benevolent sort, only to just be murdered on the spot

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The Realm's Greatest Actor (part 1)

(Prompt) (part 1- you're here!) (part 2- to be written...)

The sigal glowed, and started rotating on the floor. It was working.

Constantine stepped back a little, the chant finished. He glanced at the big bat, and then the room grew cold. Frost covered all nearby surfaces, and he could see their breath. The ghost king was coming.

Cool mist drifted to the floor to reveal a... kid. Alright. Unexpected, but okay.

"Your Majesty," He said, bowing, soon to be followed by his 'colleagues'.

The kid glanced around, legs bent at the knee while he floated, arms limp at his sides.

"At ease," He dismissed, with a wave of his hand and a faux-sigh. "What is it you, ah, require?" He said, in a posh, 'holier than thou' voice.

Batman stood up to speak; "We need assistance with a large monster we believe to be one of your subjects terrorizing our cities."

The kid pursed his lips, doing a small spin, and then narrowed his eyes at Batman. "Hmmm." He did another small, smooth backflip in the air that led him closer to the hero in black.

"What do they look like?" He asked, crossing his legs and arms, floating eye level.

"They are a robot, flying around on a hovercraft and destroying buildings. They are attracting the attention of hostile aliens."

The kid nodded, eyes still narrowed, lips still pursed. "Skulker. I know him. Not very nice."

"Can you help?" Conastatine cut in.

The little king then unfolded himself, a devilish smile on his face.

"I can!" He floated over to the Brit. "For a price, of course." He said, lying on his side. "I fear I may not be able to leave this circle until we make a deal, and thus cannot get to him to stop him..." He frowned, turning away to wipe a single tear off his face that flew into the air before turning to mist.

Constantine sighed. "Naturally. What do you want?"

The Ghost turned back to him, a hand on his chin. "What do you have?"

Constatine glanced at Batman before speaking. "My soul," He said. "Or anything money can buy."

The ghost king looked him up and down. "I don't want your soul... I'm not a fan of sharing." His eyes traced over the various heroes. "Ooh, what a lineup!"

He floated to the side, looking over Constantine's shoulder. "Robots, kryptonians, Amazonians, Atlantians...and people. A nice mixed bag. Very interesting characters. You're all dressed up like heroes! Hah! You don't even have any watches!" The ghost giggled at his own... joke?

Constatine glanced over the heros the gauge their reactions. Some were disturbed, some were serious.

"Do you have hero names too!? Oh, tell me, tell me!" He shook his fists excitedly, kicking his legs and leaning forward.

"I'm-"

"Wait-!" Constaine cut Superman off. "We don't know what he could do with a name. Even a hero name."

The king's eyes locked onto him, not moving an inch, and his smile vanished. Then it returned, but it was different, and he sprang into motion once again. "So, you're the party pooper. Why'd you invite me if you don't want to have fun?" He tilted his head to an almost un-natural angle.

Constantine chuckled, more out of awkwardness than humor. He was about to say something more, but Batman beat him to it. "We don't have time for parties. We need Skulker gone, as soon as possible."

"Alright, alright. I see who's in charge. What is your little group called, anyway? I need it for my dream journal." The ghost smiled, toothy and a little less mischievous.

Batman glanced at Constantine, and with a nod, he replied. "We are the Justice League."

The king snickered. "Alright! Who am I making a deal with?"

Batman stepped forward. "I will buy you one thing from Earth, in exchange for your help. Any one thing that is not a sentient being."

The king looked to the side thoughtfully. "I suppose that's enough. Any one thing that is not a sentient being in exchange for dealing with skulker. Let's shake on it." A contract appeared out of the air, simple, but long. The bat read over it quickly, which was probably a few times for the super-human capabilities of that guy.

"Alright. Let's shake on it." The ghost king outstretched his hand, a wicked grin on his face. Batman took his hand, to which the Ghost King eagerly shook it. Constantine was worried his arm might fall off. The bat almost stumbled from the force, but looked unaffected after. When they let go, a puff of frosty air fell to the ground.

"And I'm off!" The kid saluted and then disappeared. The whole league turned to look at Constantine, then, when he gave them nothing, at Batman.

He responded by pulling up footage from a drone on the screen. For twelve minutes, the king laughed and flew around the creature that had been stealing their bodies and burning their cities. Then, he simply hit him a few times, with some blasts from his hands, and sucked him into... a thermos?

He then appeared back into the watch tower, devil grin still plastered on his face. "It's been a while since I talked to Skulker. He hasn't changed much- no one really does after they become my denisins."

The leaguers glanced around, exchanging looks. They were mostly baffled, but the bats, as always, was stoic.

"So, what is it you want?" He asked, looking grim.

The ghost's smile changed, but just slightly. A little more mischievous. "I'll tell you later. For now, this dimension is pretty sweet... I think I'll stay!" He said, looking around and nodding to himself.

The room grew tense. "What do you mean 'stay'?" Constantine asked.

The king giggled, disappearing and reappearing behind the brit. "It seems like it would be fun, with all the... ya'know." He said, gesturing to the league. "Interesting characters. As I said before."

Constantine tensed, and turned to the king now behind him. "...Well, what are you gonna do?" That earned another giggle.

"I'll tell you for a deal," He offered, hand outstretched. Constantine raised an eyebrow at that, unimpressed.

The hand lowered, suddenly snapping to the king's back. "Guess not then." He drifted over towards the crowd, arms behind his back as he looked them over with more attention than before.

His look of slight boredom turned into a mischievous grin that seemed to be his default smile. "Best to go explore, yeah? Have fun with the clean up! And then, he disappeared. But this time, he didn't reappear behind anyone. He was just gone. But one question lingered.

When would the Ghost King be back?

(Prompt) (part 1- you're here!) (part 2- to be written...)

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The Realm's Greatest Actor

Danny didn't mean to lie. He really didn't. Or, well, he did. But he didn't want to! He had no choice.

He wasn't great at lying, but he was amazing at acting.

So that's what he did. He acted, playing the part of a thousand-year-old king stuck as a kid. It was easy because it wasn't fully an act.

Danny had died. When he died, he was fourteen. His ghost stayed fourteen forever. His human half stopped noticeably aging at 18 or 19-ish. He has been a ghost for... 240 years? 245? Maybe a little more. And he has been the Ghost King for 235.

So, he acted the part. When he was summoned, he pulled out the theatrics. Chill the room, frost the floor and walls, maybe a little of the ceiling. Fancy cape, fancy crown, fancy fantasy king clothes. Presentation of what most expect.

But he was forever fourteen, so he needed a little... something more, if you will. Floating around, randomly appearing behind people, the occasional echoing giggle. A fae-like trickster, if you will.

So was his act. He would get summoned, decide whether to do the thing or not, maybe have a mostly harmless twist. Like making people make him food, or he turning the big bad into a squirrel, or whatever. A childish trickster, with the powers of a god.

He set up some rules for himself he didn't actually have to follow.

Don't go into a room before invited, but after even the slightest invitation, he could go whenever he pleased for the rest of eternity.

Shake hands to 'seal a deal' or, if they're really gross, snap. And when you shake, do way too much; fast and eager.

Whenever someone asks him to do something, ask for something in return. If they say no to what he asked, just huff and do the thing they asked anyway.

Laugh at random comments, and make random comments that make no sense. i.e, "Wow. The walls are so hungry here! You should probably paint them blue.

Sprinkle a little ice on random things, and anything he eats or drinks. Don't explain it, and maybe do it for some people he likes.

Randomly stare at things, and tap/poke a door knob before opening the door.

There were a few smaller things, but that was the gist of it. Random rules to throw people off his scent. Leave them wondering and curious.

So, when Danny is summoned to help with a world-ending threat by a bunch of heroes that remind him of when he was a kid watching cartoons, he helps. And he stays. But how long can he keep up this charade?

(Prompt- you're here!) (part 1)

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"We have your son."

"My condolences. Please try to die quickly, his dinner's almost ready."

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DPxDC #35

Ghost king gets summoned. Danny shows up wearing sweats and a loose t-shirt, holding a pot.

Danny: ...

JL/summoners: ...

Danny looks down and sees he's still holding his dinner.

Danny: Okay, less annoyed now, what's up?

Starts eating his dinner out of the pot with his serving spork. (Danny silently thankful his dinner came too. He hadn't eaten all day.)

JL and/or summoners are completely confused.

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Look-alike

In recent years there is a charity look-alike competition based around the Wayne family, and at the end a big picture is taken with the family and the look-alikes standing next to each other. Now, the thing about this competition is that everyone jokes about it being a way for Bruce to scope out any black haired blue eyed children that he might want to adopt.

Danny entered as a joke, 100% not expecting for anything to come out of it. Sure he matched the signature look, but so did a hundred other people in Gotham. There was no reason for him to be picked out of everyone that applied. Of course that is what he thought before he was standing on stage next to his look-alike.

It gets even worse for Danny when everyone starts saying that he is the closest doppelganger they’ve ever seen, and questioning if the two are actually related to one another. These comments would be something he would just sweep under the rug, but now the whole Wayne family is looking at him with curious eyes.

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Look-alike

In recent years there is a charity look-alike competition based around the Wayne family, and at the end a big picture is taken with the family and the look-alikes standing next to each other. Now, the thing about this competition is that everyone jokes about it being a way for Bruce to scope out any black haired blue eyed children that he might want to adopt.

Danny entered as a joke, 100% not expecting for anything to come out of it. Sure he matched the signature look, but so did a hundred other people in Gotham. There was no reason for him to be picked out of everyone that applied. Of course that is what he thought before he was standing on stage next to his look-alike.

It gets even worse for Danny when everyone starts saying that he is the closest doppelganger they’ve ever seen, and questioning if the two are actually related to one another. These comments would be something he would just sweep under the rug, but now the whole Wayne family is looking at him with curious eyes.

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Look-alike

In recent years there is a charity look-alike competition based around the Wayne family, and at the end a big picture is taken with the family and the look-alikes standing next to each other. Now, the thing about this competition is that everyone jokes about it being a way for Bruce to scope out any black haired blue eyed children that he might want to adopt.

Danny entered as a joke, 100% not expecting for anything to come out of it. Sure he matched the signature look, but so did a hundred other people in Gotham. There was no reason for him to be picked out of everyone that applied. Of course that is what he thought before he was standing on stage next to his look-alike.

It gets even worse for Danny when everyone starts saying that he is the closest doppelganger they’ve ever seen, and questioning if the two are actually related to one another. These comments would be something he would just sweep under the rug, but now the whole Wayne family is looking at him with curious eyes.

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Mini Prompt: Petty Revenge

Jason's pit rage fueled revenge plans didn't last long after meeting Danny. After getting some clean ecto in him his head just felt clearer; his emotions felt like his own again. Jason, of course, still worked on establishing himself as Red Hood and as a Crime Lord, but antagonizing the bats was put on hold.

Don't get him wrong though he was still furious at Bruce for everything that he did and didn't do. None of his previous plans just felt right anymore. Jason was just thankful that Danny was around to talk to, and to help him rethink his revenge plans.

Which is how Jason finds himself and Danny sneaking into the batcave at a time he knows no one should be home. Bruce is at the office, Alred is out running chores, Dick is in Bludhaven, and Tim is at school.

Operation: Glitter is a go! This is going to be fun.

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Mini Prompt: Everyone needs to calm down

Batfam is convinced that Danny is a young clone of Bruce, and prepares themselves to have a new son/brother join the family. 

Bruce even goes above and beyond as he arranges a “play date” for Danny and Conner to meet. A way to show Danny that he’s not the only clone around, and that he will always be a part of the family. 

They do all of this before they actually confirm anything. Danny is not a clone. 

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Mini Prompt: Everyone needs to calm down

Batfam is convinced that Danny is a young clone of Bruce, and prepares themselves to have a new son/brother join the family. 

Bruce even goes above and beyond as he arranges a “play date” for Danny and Conner to meet. A way to show Danny that he’s not the only clone around, and that he will always be a part of the family. 

They do all of this before they actually confirm anything. Danny is not a clone. 

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Danny: *swears revenge against arcade stranger*

Danny: *meets new boyfriend's family*

Jason: *springs to feet, points aggressively at Danny, yelling* "You can't take revenge by fucking my baby brother! That's CHEATING!"

Danny "commit to the bit" Fenton: *arms spread in a come at me gesture* "Oh yeah? Watch me!"

Tim: *face palms*

Batfam: *watching like this is the greatest telenovela of their lives complete with popcorn*

All's fair in love and war

DeadTired Prompt

When Jason became a crime lord he figured things would be slow sometimes, but he was expecting almost constant management of keeping things in order. That was not the case he quickly realized as boredom started to take over his days. He needed something to do.

This…this might not be the best idea, but it definitely cured his boredom. Playing laser tag at the local arcade. Where he now spends his time fighting his third greatest enemy, Danny Nightingale.

Who Jason has been absolutely wrecking these last couple of days. Every match was a victory in his name. What made it even sweeter was when the kid promised his revenge at Jason's teasing jabs.

How he wished he had taken that threat more seriously, because the next time he sees Danny he is in the manor and Tim is introducing the family to his boyfriend.

Danny is now greatest enemy #2.