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It’s a Cockatoo

You know those fics where Danny gets turned into an animal of some kind and a member of the Batfam find him? This is another one, Danny is a bird.

Now with his half dead status some would see it fitting if he were a crow or a raven. Something ominous and relating to death. But I propose a different idea.

He gets turned into a Cockatoo. (Because those birds are seemingly immortal)

Danny, now bird shaped, ends up in Gotham then in the care of the bats. Not because any single one of them found him and nursed him back to health or helped him in someway. No he was flying free when he spotted one of them in a sticky situation and dive bombed the threat until the bat of your choice could get away.

From there he adopted them. Now they have this elderich maybe evil Cockatoo that follows them on patrol and sews chaos around the cave and manor.

Evil bird cackles have become the norm all because this bird likes pulling pranks on anyone in his sight.

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DcxDp Get back here you little shi-

It’s not unusual for the siblings of the Batclan to go out together when they need to be seen in public for more than official events. It is weird when Bruce joins them on an outing to do some shopping and eating out.

But here they are walking out of a restaurant towards the waiting set of cars around the block. Finally heading home after making a show of being a happy family. Nearly everyone from Dick teasing jason at the head of the group. To Tim and Steph annoying Damien at the back while Bruce, Duke and Cass walk in the middle.

It’s almost to normal for them.

So of course something has to ruin the almost domestic moment. It’s not a rouge or some massive attack. Instead it’s a kid Damien’s age running full speed out of an alley that Jason and Dick had just passed seconds ago.

The boy crashes into the grimy sidewalk right in-front of the Middle three of the group. His lanky limbs doing nothing to catch himself as he hits the ground hard and turns to look at the glowing green tie around his ankles. His head moving so fast it whips his shaggy black hair out of his face revealing startling blue eyes.

The group of vigilantes just stand there a second processing. Apparently staring to long as the boy slips the green rope off of him then takes off across the street. Disappearing into another alley just as another figure emerged from the one the boy had come from.

“Get back here you little shit! I’m gonna kill you for real this time!”

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I can see Danny holding up Jason for Ellie to see like a child showing off their latest art piece that’s going to be pinned on the fridge.

Only he’s not the child here and the fridge is currently in a state of rebellion due to the food inside unionizing against each other.

Ellie would absolutely dote on Jason in all his prickly glory. Both of them needed a new partner in chaos and now they have it in the form of equally unhinged sibling bonds. Whether it is them brawling out their feelings or haunting Danny or their resident Fruitloop, they are inseparable once Jason actually gets the medical attention he has needed for so long.

Sure Danny is stressing cause he learned that Vlad didn’t make another clone of Danny and the others he did hadn’t survived. Now he’s thinking someone else is out there creating Halfa’s from his dna who may or may not be suffering. Going to clockwork hadn’t helped either since the old clock would only drone on about “converging path built of two separate origins but are mirrors of each other” and so on. It only made Danny’s head spin. Which he can’t allow because his new youngest just learned he can eat smaller blob ghosts to get a boost of power and satiate his baby ghost instincts. Ellie is encouraging it.

Danny now knows how jazz feels when trying to keep him out of trouble.

DcxDp #9

Angy bb

(I woke from dead sleep to write this. Please enjoy. If you put this on TT I want credit:(. )

So we all know the fics where Danny is de-aged then thrown in the DC dimension to be found by the Batfam right?

This is that but reversed. Now who would be the best for this?

Jason it’s Jason. Reasons? For this idea I am going with either halfa Jason or reverent but I’m leaning towards the first option you’ll see why.

He gets hit with something while helping the bats with a new face in Gotham. That something de-ages him to the age his cores age. (Let’s say he’s like four to six years old) in front of the entire fam. Then the new face in Gotham yoinks the baby RH and dips through a green portal.

Of course Jason fights, he’s now a farel child half ghost who’s got way to many big feels for this.

He managed to get away only it’s to late and he’s sent falling helplessly through the Infinite Realms. It’s the last of his luck that a natural portal opens in his path that spits him out in-front of Our boy Danny Fenton.

Danny takes one look at the baby halfa with features so similar to his own, notices the messed up Ecto (maybe a damaged core?) and thinks that Vlad made another clone of him.

At least he seems stable and not in any immediate danger.

Danny takes home a screaming and struggling toddler he has now adopted mentally cause of ghost instincts.

What are the Batfam gonna do? Come for Jason? They litterally watched bro turn into a child and get kidnapped infront of them. I want the the ANGST over it while Jason is living it up with team phantom and getting clean Ecto to replace his rage juice.

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Dead on MAYN Day 5: Danny is there when Jason resurrects in his coffin.

The thermos rolls back and forth between Danny’s palms. It’s only faintly warm to the touch, though Danny knows that the tea inside is still plenty hot. Tea, chocolate, protein bars, sour candies, oatmeal cookies, apple slices—Danny brought a variety of things, not sure what the other might want. At this point, it’s basically a whole picnic.

A picnic in a graveyard.

It’s just one of those things that leaves Danny befuddled about how his life is going. Other teens are at the lake for the break. Danny is sitting around in a graveyard because a god of time told him too.

Just undead boi things.

(Like girl dinner, but way worse.)

The warm hoodie, wet wipes, and plushie are less about the weird picnic vibes and more about trying to offer some comfort. Danny can’t imagine waking up in a grave, so if he can offer any comfort he wants to. Though sure, the plushie is a little awkward looking; Danny sowed it in home economics class. The project probably would have gone better if Danny had chosen something more standard, like a teddy bear, but the opossum design had been too cute. Besides, Danny thinks that the flaws sort of add to the character.

Besides, someone crawling out of their own grave won’t be too picky, right?

The headstone catches Danny’s attention again and he glances over at it. Jason Todd. A beloved son. Dead at fifteen.

Would he have a grave stone like that, if he hadn’t come back from the accident? Or would his parents have gone for cremation? Would there even have been anything of him left?

Or would his parents have just studied what was left of him?

Don’t think like that.

Danny rests his head against the top of the thermos. He can’t think like that. His parents love him. He knows that his parents love him.

He just doesn’t know if they can love Phantom.

He doesn’t want to find out.

Slowly, Danny takes a deep breath and lets it out. He counts; in two three four, hold, out two three four. The earth is cold through the blanket that he’s sitting on. The air smells like the city, so different from Amity Park. It’s the difference that helps ground Danny.

He checks the time on his cellphone again. Four minutes. At least Clockwork gave a very precise time.

10:42

What an insignificant time to come back to life.

For the last four minutes, Danny fusses. He straightens the blanket, sets the snacks up in a neat row, and spreads the hoodie out.

10:39

10:40

10:41

10:42

Well, that’s an anticlimactic stillness. Isn’t something supposed to happen? A halfa rising from the grave?

Danny leans over and presses his ear to the dew damp earth.

Does he hear something?

Maybe…

Screaming.

Not stopping to think, Danny plunges his hand through the earth then his shoulder then torso…. down, down down he reaches until he’s deep enough for his fingers to brush against the enameled wood of a casket. Then he reaches through it.

A cold, trembling hand grasps his.

Danny pulls.

It feels like dragging up a million tons to pull Jason Todd up and out of his grave. It feels like the very earth and soil of Gotham is resisting letting go of its son.

Danny only pulls harder.

“He doesn’t belong here yet! Please! He’s not dead! You have to let him live again. You have to let him go!”

The resistance vanishes so suddenly that it feels like the earth basically spits them out. For a moment Danny feels like he’s flying—not Phantom, but him. It’s a whirl of motion and and earth and then Danny is doing his best to turn and take the blunt of the landing. They land hard on the blanket, knocking the thermos over and squashing at least one snack. Danny holds on for dear life.

Well, dear half-life.

The guy—Jason, his name is Jason—is large in Danny’s arms, all broad shoulders and firm chest. Danny feels slightly smothered under the other, but in a good way. Like being under Tucker’s weighted blanket. His fingers slide easily through Jason’s hair.

“Jason?”

Jason just clings tighter. His nose is pressed against Danny’s neck like he’s trying to hide from the world there against Danny. Danny breaths in and out, trying to focus.

“It’s okay, Jason. I know how much it hurts. I know how much it hurts and how everything feels different. Nothing feels right, and it’s not. But it will shift. It will be right again. I’m here and I—um, I have snacks and tea and a hoodie. Because you’re cold! Which makes sense, you’ve been underground for, like, months and that would make anyone cold. Oh! And a plushie, which is stupid maybe, but you can hold on to it,” Danny rambles. Jason manages to get an arm around Danny and holds him close. Their legs tangle together. Danny swallows thickly. “Or you can hold onto me, I guess, that works too. But really. It will be okay. With some time, it will be okay.”

“It—I… I’m… I’m…” Jason’s lips were surprisingly soft again Danny’s neck.

“Yeah, you are. You’re alive,” Danny said. “Come on, can we get sitting up? You don’t need to let go of me, but I want to get a little bit of food and drink into you. It will help you feel better.”

With some effort and coxing, Danny gets them sitting up. Jason does not let go.

He does take the opossum though.

And he sips slowly at the tea and eats a few apple slices.

It’s something at least.

“Okay, Jason,” Danny says as he gropes blindly for where his cellphone ended up. “No clue how I’m going to explain this, but let’s see about getting you back to your family. Don’t suppose you remember anyone’s phone number? I know, who even remembers phone numbers these days. Or can you at least give me some names?”

“That—I… Dad. I want Dad,” Jason chokes out.

“Dad, okay.” Danny lets out a sigh as he lays fingers on his phone. “Let’s see if modern technology can help us find ‘dad’.”

It’s a bit of one handed fumbling to type in Jason’s name. Danny doesn’t even expect to find much, not until he can get around to hunting through funeral home obituaries at least, so he’s shocked when Jason’s name pulls up article after article. ‘Son of Billionaire Bruce Wayne Murdered’, ‘The Mysterious Murder of Jason Todd’, ‘The Prince of Gotham’s Son Dead at Fifteen’—on and on.

“Well, okay, ‘dad’ has been found,” Danny said. “Because getting a hold of Bruce Wayne is going to be easy. Like I can just call up a billion—Sam! Right, duh. She might not have his personal number or anything, but she’ll know how to get a hold of someone who can get a hold of him.”

“Sam?” Jason mumbles around a half attended to slice of apple.

“Friend. Well, ex-girlfriend actually,” Danny says as he pulls up the trio’s group chat. “So just friend again! Which is good? Fine, it’s fine. We had too much history with each other, it just wasn’t working. There was too much between us, including, you know, murder.”

For a moment, Jason stills before the faint trembling that seems to have settled into Jason’s bones resumes. “M-murder?”

“Oh! No, it’s not as bad as it sounds. It was my murder, and it kinda needed to happen. But hey, you know, you don’t have a monopoly on coming back to life you know,” Danny babbles absently as he types.

Dtom: Sam Sam Sam Sam ASAP need Bruce Wayne’s # or close a you have

While Danny waits for a response, he rubs his hands idly up and down Jason’s back. He’s surprised that Jason isn’t in a suit. He thinks that’s what people are normally buried in. Instead, Jason is dressed in sweats and a well worn Wonder Woman t-shirt. Danny has to wonder if it’s the scars that Danny can feel under the thin cotton of the shirt that has something to do with the strange outfit. Maybe open casket wasn’t an option.

“Come on, let’s get this hoodie on, okay?” Danny manages to worm his was free of Jason’s tight hold enough to grab the hoodie.

It takes some fumbling, and by the time that the hoodie is on Danny’s phone has chimed a few times. At least the hoodie fits—more than fits. Danny had brought one of Jack’s. It was big.

SpAM: wtf Danny WTF!!!!! DANNY PICK UP YOUR PHONE RIGHT NOW

Dtom: The person that came back to death? Jason Todd. Wayne’s son

SpAM: G-d. FINE

Danny helps Jason drink a little more tea while they wait.

SpAM: Here. But you better send me the full story as soon as you can!!

Danny sends a thumbs up and then clicks on the ID card Sam sent. He puts the phone on speaker and holds it between them. It rings exactly three times.

“Wayne residence. Who may I ask is calling?” A prim British voice asks.

“Um, hi. I’m Danny Fenton, not that means anything to you. I’m here… I don’t really know how to say this but to just say it. I’m here at the cemetery with Jason Todd.”

“Pardon?”

“Ah… Al…fie.” Jason struggles to speak, but pushes on. “Alfie, ish me.”

“Oh heavens…,” the Brit gasps cross the line. “My dear boy.”

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DcxDp #9

Angy bb

(I woke from dead sleep to write this. Please enjoy. If you put this on TT I want credit:(. )

So we all know the fics where Danny is de-aged then thrown in the DC dimension to be found by the Batfam right?

This is that but reversed. Now who would be the best for this?

Jason it’s Jason. Reasons? For this idea I am going with either halfa Jason or reverent but I’m leaning towards the first option you’ll see why.

He gets hit with something while helping the bats with a new face in Gotham. That something de-ages him to the age his cores age. (Let’s say he’s like four to six years old) in front of the entire fam. Then the new face in Gotham yoinks the baby RH and dips through a green portal.

Of course Jason fights, he’s now a farel child half ghost who’s got way to many big feels for this.

He managed to get away only it’s to late and he’s sent falling helplessly through the Infinite Realms. It’s the last of his luck that a natural portal opens in his path that spits him out in-front of Our boy Danny Fenton.

Danny takes one look at the baby halfa with features so similar to his own, notices the messed up Ecto (maybe a damaged core?) and thinks that Vlad made another clone of him.

At least he seems stable and not in any immediate danger.

Danny takes home a screaming and struggling toddler he has now adopted mentally cause of ghost instincts.

What are the Batfam gonna do? Come for Jason? They litterally watched bro turn into a child and get kidnapped infront of them. I want the the ANGST over it while Jason is living it up with team phantom and getting clean Ecto to replace his rage juice.

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DCxDp idea # 8

The Red Hoods kid.

(I need more of Danny being Jason’s kid I need it to be before Jason’s reveal as Red Hood. So here’s a little something my brain cooked for y’all. If you AI this post for TT I want credit >:(. )

Jason comes back to Gotham with a few things. Rage, a need for vengeance and mission to complete.

He had wasted no time in jumping into the depths of the city and had been setting things up for his grand reveal in time. But even he had things to go home to.

His goal wasn’t the only thing he brought to Gotham, training not the only thing he got from the league.

It could have been a test for him to pass or maybe a pawn to use against him in the future but none of that mattered now.

You see, when Jason had first met a young Damien Al Ghul and learned of who he was and where he had come from, it made him think. So he looked further into his hunch. Searched everywhere he knew they could hide something like this.

And he found it. Found him. Damien wasn’t the only unknown child made from those close to Bruce. But this one, this one was Jason’s.

So when Red Hood first appeared no one knew he had a son. A ghost of a child following his every step.

OR

Danny looses everything in his world and is reborn as a child the league makes from Jason in the same way Damien exists. Jason decides he can be a good dad and takes a kid with him to f shi up in Gotham.

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Danny, sadly is a fan boy and it is everyone's problem.

So, like any self respecting 15 year old vigilante on Halloween night, Danny dressed up. Now the problem is that, as a Fenton AND a ghost, Danny was stuck putting his whole cosplussy into his costume, he's making buttons, 3d printing buckles, making a Kevlar chest piece, creating a fully functional grappling gun and learning a few gymnastic tricks, like a quadruple flip summersault...yknow...normal cosplay behavior.

Now the problem is that Danny's life is so chaotic, that while trick or treating ("Fuck you Sam, I am not too old for it! Free Candy!") A ghost naturally appears, and with his parents near by acting as chaperones (totally the type that run every sweet under a metal detector) he can't turn ghost, since that would only bring even more attention to the ghost, plus his parents weapons would so mess up his outfit!

And what might his outfit be? Well some might have guessed, but Danny has dressed in the prefect replica of Robin II's suit (yes even with the scaled underwear, though he is 100% wearing flesh colored thermal leggings, he lives in the fucking mid west, he is lucky that there isn't snow on the ground)

Thanks to a certain red head named Wes, Danny's heroics are recorded and put up on the internet (barely getting by the GIWs firewalls since "that isn't ghosts it's fine")

Let's just say that a grieving Bruce Wanye a few months out from Jason's death gets alerted by an algorithm, and sees a lanky teen that is the spitting image of Jaybin fighting in a new viral clip, he keeps the video on loop, watching it hundreds of times, he knows by then it's not actually Jason, that his son would make those mistakes nor would he make so many acrobatic moves.

And as this is Batman, the world's greatest detective, he can only deduce one thing. Both of his sons DNA have been stolen and spliced together to create a clone that is being used by a secret organization that seems to be running tests in a small Midwestern town.

Tim is trying to not freak the fuck out since Danny, his online friend he sent pictures and recordings of Robin to since he wanted to help with the cosplay, is on the Batscreen of the Batcomputer and he is very worried for that he might have to fight his friend to keep being Robin.

Danny meanwhile is regretting not just biting the bullet and being Beast Boy. He should have just dyed his skin green. But no. Now he is being bothered by the REAL actual batman and some nosy east cost billionaire Bruce Wayne. Yeah no thanks he already had a Frootloop.

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Caught Between Your Teeth (DPxDC prompt)

Its a well known fact that ghosts are not human. Any Amity Park resident would be able to tell you that, even without the ectobiologists shouting it from their questionably legal tank of a car.

Danny Fenton is no exception, and really, he shouldn't be as surprised as he is.

Unlike the living, ghosts need ectoplasm to substantiate themselves. It could easily be found within the plants that litter the ghost zone, but like any ecosystem, there is variety.

Some ghosts are able to subsist off of simple grasses. Others prefer the fruit and leaves from flowering bushes. Some ghosts even strip the bark from trees to suck the ectoplasmic sap out from within their trunks.

But other ghosts are not meant to eat the plants at all. These ghosts with their sharpened teeth and claws are predators. Unable to extract the ectopalsm they need from plant life, they instead take it from other ghosts. Some are able to get by without ending their chosen prey, sucking out just enough ectoplasm to get by like a parasite. Others rip and tear into ghostly flesh and lap up the spilled ectoplasm until their quarry is no more.

Since his accident, Danny has become quite adept at catching stray blob ghosts, but they simply aren't cutting it anymore. The odd ectopuss didn't quell the hunger either. After the animal based ghosts failed to satisfy him, Danny was slapped with the realization.

Danny may be half ghost, but he is also half human.

Ghosts are not human.

He is so hungry.

Even now in his human form, Danny can feel the ribs poking through his sides. The shaking of his arms has yet to subside. He doesn't know if its from the gnawing in his stomach or adrenaline.

He can't put it off anymore. He needs to eat. But even though it's a fundamental need for survival his obsession tugs at him in protest. He needs to eat, but he needs to protect too.

He can't stay in Amity Park. That much is certain. The citizens of Amity Park are out of the question, and while the GIW started off as bumbling idiots, they have been getting smarter. He can't subsist off of them, especially with how weak he is in his starved state.

Danny is smart. Surely he can find a food source if he is clever about it. He just needs to flush them out like a cat after a rat. Or maybe he doesn't need to flush them out at all. Maybe he can lure them in like peanut butter in a trap.

His legs shake as he stands from his crouch. As he rises he licks the blood from his claws. Danny stares at what remains of the white suit, it's drying tatters stained crimson.

Yes. If he puts himself in the right positon the vermin will waltz right into his waiting claws, and with her filthy streets and dark corners, where better to find a rat than Gotham.

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Corpse AU + demon twins AU — danny realizes he can use his corpse to hopefully throw the league off his tail permanently

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“Wait,” Danny said randomly, causing Sam and Tucker to pause their digging and look over at him.

He licked his lips, mouth suddenly feeling dry. “This… this could be an opportunity.”

“Nope, we are not trying cannibalism, man. I may love meat, but I’m drawing the line at eating your body,” Tucker commented, trying to make a joke to lighten the reality of what they were doing.

Danny shook his head. “No. No, um.” He took a deep breath. “I’ve… I’ve never told you the full truth about my childhood.”

“What does being adopted have to do with burying your corpse?” Sam asked, brow furrowed.

“Was your original family in a gang!?” Tucker blurted out. Sam whacked him, while Danny let out a slightly panicked laugh.

“Actually, you’re not too far off. It wasn’t a gang, though, it was a cult. Grandfather was the leader, in fact.”

Sam and Tucker reacted in almost perfect unison. “What the hell.”/“What the fuck.”

“Yeah.” Danny swallowed. “And this,” he gestured at the trash bag they’d shoved his corpse into, “Could be the perfect way to guarantee they stop looking for me.”

“Is that really something you still need to worry about? It’s been years.”

“I don’t know. Grandfather—Ra’s—never did like loose ends. And they definitely have more than enough resources to keep trying.”

They all stood in silence for a moment, deep in thought. Sam was the first to break the silence.

“Okay, but, how would we even do that? We obviously don’t want Amity to find out about this—and I doubt you’d want those guys poking around here anyway. But none of us can drive, and I really doubt we can just mail a corpse somewhere.”

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She be clowning on my

Til I *clown honks*

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Bro Tim as an actual drake would be the funniest sh!t

DcxDp prompt #7

Dragon danny (there’s art too)

Danny comes to possess an amulet like Dorothea’s. Unfortunately, dragon blood comes from his fathers side of the family and being half ghost and in possession of the magic amulet reignites the dormant dragon blood in him turning him into a very real, very half dead dragon.

Right in front of his family.

Even taking off the amulet doesn’t reverse it.

Unfortunately now being both human, ghost and a dragon sets his emotions off which then make his powers go haywire.

Danny fears their reaction and flees into the ghost zone. Only for his powers to get stronger there and for the realms themselves to spit him out into the first dimension that could handle him.

He lands in Gotham, disoriented, lost and afraid. Of course it’s not Gotham unless someone nefarious gets their hands on him.

Months later a new drug hits the market called dragons fury. It enhances a person's magical capabilities and carries a great high but comes with many unpredictable and volatile drawbacks.

Batman and Robin team up with Constantine after finding out that the drug is made with actual dragon's blood. Given the fact that a dragon hasn’t been spotted in the world in a few centuries and each one that had is very powerful. It shouldnt be in drug dealers hands, even if it’s just the blood and not an actual dragon.

Batman and John are speaking to Commissioner Gordon one night while Robin(Damien) patrols close by. Damien comes apon a drug deal and goes to intercept when he notices the target drug being exchanged. Unfortunately the dealer in a magic user and knocks Damien out. Instead of being smart and leaving the user takes Damien back to where they are operating thinking they can use him as leverage.

Damien is somewhat awake by the time he’s being dragged inside a forgotten building and the arguing about what to do with him begins. He can’t get his body to move just yet due to what the magic user used on him and he’s only barely starting to get his feeling back when the group decides what to do with him.

They decided to feed him to the dragon. Confirming the existence of an actual dragon.

Damien is tossed into a concrete cell in the basement of the building. It’s dark and he can’t move to turn on night vision in his mask. yet he can just make out the shape of the walls and the door and the man standing in the way of the dim light coming from the hall behind him. Shadows cover the man’s face obscuring his identity.

The dark and shadows don’t conceal the sound of snapping leather or deep bellowing growls. The sound like a crocodile bellowing mixed with the vicious snarl of a big predatory cat.

From the ceiling drops a dark mass. Body fluid yet coiled and stiff, ready to snap and attack. Not at the prone body laying behind it but the much larger one standing at the door. Teeth barred and poised to attack. Leathery wings spread as far as they could in the tiny cell.

The door slams shut when the long and fluid body lunges. Leaving the beast to slam its weight against it, clawing and snarling before settling with a snort of air. Folding its large wings behind its long body.

It’s hard to see now with the room in almost complete darkness. Light coming through the cracks between the door and its clawed at and scratched frame. That darkness does nothing to hide when the animal turns its attention to Damien.

Wide, toxic green eyes with vertical pupils land on him, if the magic wasn’t still freezing him then those dangerous eyes may have.

Its body moves like a ribbon flowing through the wind. Fluid, smooth and elegant. Scales darker than the room are nestled in fur equally as dark, only broken up by a mane of shockingly white fur that trails down its long neck, between alternating shoulder blades and down the dragon's long body, ending in a puff of fur at the end of its whip-like tail.

It stops in front of Damien lowering its narrow head close to his. Cold breath ghosts over him along with strong whiskers.

Dangerously close yet it doesn’t attack. Instead the dragon seems to check him over for a moment before settling next to him. Putting itself between Damien and the door.

The dragon wasn’t going to attack him it seemed, now all he had to do was wait till he could move so he can escape with his newly acquired friend.

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:D I love seeing additions to this!

I was actually thinking like a few years apart in age. Like 3 or 4 not too big of a difference but enough that the loss of consistent contact wouldn’t be weird.

I wonder what Tim would think if now he knows about Danny and looks at his home life again with new eyes.

DcxDp brain worm #6

Okay. The usual Danny is related to a Batfam member. This time it’s Tim.

The twist, they both know of each other and that Danny was practically pawned off by the Drake parents to the Fentons then legally adopted. But for some reason or another the rest of the bats have no idea and Tim ain’t dragging Danny into this either so he ain’t saying shi to anyone.

Not Danny and definitely not the Batfam. Neither know about either.

That is until Tim gets onto Ra’s radar. Ya know the whole obsessed old man who keeps his spleen in a jar. Only when the demon head realizes he’s not getting to Tim through the usual means he goes for a different approach.

Stealing his little detectives younger brother. Either for creepy this is the next best thing to Tim or to try and force Tim’s hand for something or other.

Cue Danny being super confused as to why yet another crazy old dude is going on about detectives and heirs while having him tied up precariously and dangerously close to a massive puddle of the most putrid ecto ever. It’s so bad it’s making his eyes water and skin itch.

Then he gets even more confused when his brother comes in dressed to the nines in vigilante garb followed by the Funeral Furries of Gotham.

Danny just wanted to go home.

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(Got bored and the brain worm burrowed further. Have another snippet)

Tim isn’t unused to assassins and the like being sent after him thanks to Ra’s. It’s not even unusual to get a message of some sort from the man in question or those he has sent after him.

What is unusual is getting a message from the older then dirt walking corpse of a man through a text. From a number already saved to his civilian phone. A number associated with the brother who has nothing to do with anything of his or the families night life. A brother no one should know about.

And yet there it is. A picture of Danny, tied up, being threatened with a blade alongside a wall of text with the usual threats and cries for attention from a truly awful man.

Guess his spleen wasn’t enough. Had to take his brother too.

He was going to go alone to retrieve Danny, really he was. But he got caught sneaking out of the cave with the keys to the bat plane and a lie on his tongue.

He can’t decide what’s worse. Ra’s knowing about Danny or the rest of the Family. The situation at hand is the only thing staving off the ribbing he’s going to get. Silver linings.

So when he finally breaks into the base, his are family got on his heels. Both worried for the possibilities to come.

What they are treated to is the scene of Ra’s waiting for them, standing next to a tied 14 year old boy. Whose eyes are full of tears and darting from the man standing over him, to the pits mer inches away from him then up at them.

They get him out of there in record time. Not really letting Ra’s go on with the entire spiel.

Danny only speaks when he’s placed on the plan and having rope burns tended to.

Looking directly at Tim with knowing blue eyes. “Soooo, runs in the family huh?”

Tim knows he’s found out. Even after so long of deciding whether or not to leave his brother in a home he was frankly wary off. “Shut up.”

Danny can only incredulously huff. “Woooow you weren’t even gonna tell me about-“ he gestures at Tim’s everything. “This, next you’re gonna tell me you didn’t tell any of your associates about me either.”

It takes only a second for Danny to realize he’s right. “Wooooooow! I’m that much of a disappointment. I see how it is.”

DcxDp brain worm #6

Okay. The usual Danny is related to a Batfam member. This time it’s Tim.

The twist, they both know of each other and that Danny was practically pawned off by the Drake parents to the Fentons then legally adopted. But for some reason or another the rest of the bats have no idea and Tim ain’t dragging Danny into this either so he ain’t saying shi to anyone.

Not Danny and definitely not the Batfam. Neither know about either.

That is until Tim gets onto Ra’s radar. Ya know the whole obsessed old man who keeps his spleen in a jar. Only when the demon head realizes he’s not getting to Tim through the usual means he goes for a different approach.

Stealing his little detectives younger brother. Either for creepy this is the next best thing to Tim or to try and force Tim’s hand for something or other.

Cue Danny being super confused as to why yet another crazy old dude is going on about detectives and heirs while having him tied up precariously and dangerously close to a massive puddle of the most putrid ecto ever. It’s so bad it’s making his eyes water and skin itch.

Then he gets even more confused when his brother comes in dressed to the nines in vigilante garb followed by the Funeral Furries of Gotham.

Danny just wanted to go home.

[squshymarsh]

I drew more. This one’s a lil less detailed lol

DcxDp prompt #7

Dragon danny (there’s art too)

Danny comes to possess an amulet like Dorothea’s. Unfortunately, dragon blood comes from his fathers side of the family and being half ghost and in possession of the magic amulet reignites the dormant dragon blood in him turning him into a very real, very half dead dragon.

Right in front of his family.

Even taking off the amulet doesn’t reverse it.

Unfortunately now being both human, ghost and a dragon sets his emotions off which then make his powers go haywire.

Danny fears their reaction and flees into the ghost zone. Only for his powers to get stronger there and for the realms themselves to spit him out into the first dimension that could handle him.

He lands in Gotham, disoriented, lost and afraid. Of course it’s not Gotham unless someone nefarious gets their hands on him.

Months later a new drug hits the market called dragons fury. It enhances a person's magical capabilities and carries a great high but comes with many unpredictable and volatile drawbacks.

Batman and Robin team up with Constantine after finding out that the drug is made with actual dragon's blood. Given the fact that a dragon hasn’t been spotted in the world in a few centuries and each one that had is very powerful. It shouldnt be in drug dealers hands, even if it’s just the blood and not an actual dragon.

Batman and John are speaking to Commissioner Gordon one night while Robin(Damien) patrols close by. Damien comes apon a drug deal and goes to intercept when he notices the target drug being exchanged. Unfortunately the dealer in a magic user and knocks Damien out. Instead of being smart and leaving the user takes Damien back to where they are operating thinking they can use him as leverage.

Damien is somewhat awake by the time he’s being dragged inside a forgotten building and the arguing about what to do with him begins. He can’t get his body to move just yet due to what the magic user used on him and he’s only barely starting to get his feeling back when the group decides what to do with him.

They decided to feed him to the dragon. Confirming the existence of an actual dragon.

Damien is tossed into a concrete cell in the basement of the building. It’s dark and he can’t move to turn on night vision in his mask. yet he can just make out the shape of the walls and the door and the man standing in the way of the dim light coming from the hall behind him. Shadows cover the man’s face obscuring his identity.

The dark and shadows don’t conceal the sound of snapping leather or deep bellowing growls. The sound like a crocodile bellowing mixed with the vicious snarl of a big predatory cat.

From the ceiling drops a dark mass. Body fluid yet coiled and stiff, ready to snap and attack. Not at the prone body laying behind it but the much larger one standing at the door. Teeth barred and poised to attack. Leathery wings spread as far as they could in the tiny cell.

The door slams shut when the long and fluid body lunges. Leaving the beast to slam its weight against it, clawing and snarling before settling with a snort of air. Folding its large wings behind its long body.

It’s hard to see now with the room in almost complete darkness. Light coming through the cracks between the door and its clawed at and scratched frame. That darkness does nothing to hide when the animal turns its attention to Damien.

Wide, toxic green eyes with vertical pupils land on him, if the magic wasn’t still freezing him then those dangerous eyes may have.

Its body moves like a ribbon flowing through the wind. Fluid, smooth and elegant. Scales darker than the room are nestled in fur equally as dark, only broken up by a mane of shockingly white fur that trails down its long neck, between alternating shoulder blades and down the dragon's long body, ending in a puff of fur at the end of its whip-like tail.

It stops in front of Damien lowering its narrow head close to his. Cold breath ghosts over him along with strong whiskers.

Dangerously close yet it doesn’t attack. Instead the dragon seems to check him over for a moment before settling next to him. Putting itself between Damien and the door.

The dragon wasn’t going to attack him it seemed, now all he had to do was wait till he could move so he can escape with his newly acquired friend.

[squshymarsh]

DcxDp prompt #7

Dragon danny (there’s art too)

Danny comes to possess an amulet like Dorothea’s. Unfortunately, dragon blood comes from his fathers side of the family and being half ghost and in possession of the magic amulet reignites the dormant dragon blood in him turning him into a very real, very half dead dragon.

Right in front of his family.

Even taking off the amulet doesn’t reverse it.

Unfortunately now being both human, ghost and a dragon sets his emotions off which then make his powers go haywire.

Danny fears their reaction and flees into the ghost zone. Only for his powers to get stronger there and for the realms themselves to spit him out into the first dimension that could handle him.

He lands in Gotham, disoriented, lost and afraid. Of course it’s not Gotham unless someone nefarious gets their hands on him.

Months later a new drug hits the market called dragons fury. It enhances a person's magical capabilities and carries a great high but comes with many unpredictable and volatile drawbacks.

Batman and Robin team up with Constantine after finding out that the drug is made with actual dragon's blood. Given the fact that a dragon hasn’t been spotted in the world in a few centuries and each one that had is very powerful. It shouldnt be in drug dealers hands, even if it’s just the blood and not an actual dragon.

Batman and John are speaking to Commissioner Gordon one night while Robin(Damien) patrols close by. Damien comes apon a drug deal and goes to intercept when he notices the target drug being exchanged. Unfortunately the dealer in a magic user and knocks Damien out. Instead of being smart and leaving the user takes Damien back to where they are operating thinking they can use him as leverage.

Damien is somewhat awake by the time he’s being dragged inside a forgotten building and the arguing about what to do with him begins. He can’t get his body to move just yet due to what the magic user used on him and he’s only barely starting to get his feeling back when the group decides what to do with him.

They decided to feed him to the dragon. Confirming the existence of an actual dragon.

Damien is tossed into a concrete cell in the basement of the building. It’s dark and he can’t move to turn on night vision in his mask. yet he can just make out the shape of the walls and the door and the man standing in the way of the dim light coming from the hall behind him. Shadows cover the man’s face obscuring his identity.

The dark and shadows don’t conceal the sound of snapping leather or deep bellowing growls. The sound like a crocodile bellowing mixed with the vicious snarl of a big predatory cat.

From the ceiling drops a dark mass. Body fluid yet coiled and stiff, ready to snap and attack. Not at the prone body laying behind it but the much larger one standing at the door. Teeth barred and poised to attack. Leathery wings spread as far as they could in the tiny cell.

The door slams shut when the long and fluid body lunges. Leaving the beast to slam its weight against it, clawing and snarling before settling with a snort of air. Folding its large wings behind its long body.

It’s hard to see now with the room in almost complete darkness. Light coming through the cracks between the door and its clawed at and scratched frame. That darkness does nothing to hide when the animal turns its attention to Damien.

Wide, toxic green eyes with vertical pupils land on him, if the magic wasn’t still freezing him then those dangerous eyes may have.

Its body moves like a ribbon flowing through the wind. Fluid, smooth and elegant. Scales darker than the room are nestled in fur equally as dark, only broken up by a mane of shockingly white fur that trails down its long neck, between alternating shoulder blades and down the dragon's long body, ending in a puff of fur at the end of its whip-like tail.

It stops in front of Damien lowering its narrow head close to his. Cold breath ghosts over him along with strong whiskers.

Dangerously close yet it doesn’t attack. Instead the dragon seems to check him over for a moment before settling next to him. Putting itself between Damien and the door.

The dragon wasn’t going to attack him it seemed, now all he had to do was wait till he could move so he can escape with his newly acquired friend.

[squshymarsh]

DcxDp brain worm #6

Okay. The usual Danny is related to a Batfam member. This time it’s Tim.

The twist, they both know of each other and that Danny was practically pawned off by the Drake parents to the Fentons then legally adopted. But for some reason or another the rest of the bats have no idea and Tim ain’t dragging Danny into this either so he ain’t saying shi to anyone.

Not Danny and definitely not the Batfam. Neither know about either.

That is until Tim gets onto Ra’s radar. Ya know the whole obsessed old man who keeps his spleen in a jar. Only when the demon head realizes he���s not getting to Tim through the usual means he goes for a different approach.

Stealing his little detectives younger brother. Either for creepy this is the next best thing to Tim or to try and force Tim’s hand for something or other.

Cue Danny being super confused as to why yet another crazy old dude is going on about detectives and heirs while having him tied up precariously and dangerously close to a massive puddle of the most putrid ecto ever. It’s so bad it’s making his eyes water and skin itch.

Then he gets even more confused when his brother comes in dressed to the nines in vigilante garb followed by the Funeral Furries of Gotham.

Danny just wanted to go home.

[squshymarsh]

(Accidentally reblogged the wrong one. Have this lil exert I thought would be funny)

The channel ‘Nightingale Science Time’ had been inactive for months. The channel owner’s other social medias having gone with the radio silence. The last anyone had heard from the creator of the channel was a single text post reading.

‘Sorry guys, next videos going to be late! The government found me :( I’ll post when I can!’

Then nothing. For months people speculate. Fans and casual viewers alike, coming together to chat online about what could have possibly have happened. Where he had gone and who he was talking about.

Then, without warning, a video is uploaded to the inactive channel.

A video one hour and some change in length, the thumbnail of Danny and two others in a new lab, and titled: ‘Watch us make a new portal in our new borrowed lab!’

The video starts with Danny cheerfully smiling and waving at the camera. “Hi everyone! Sorry about the long wait! The GIW were like really hard to escape from then I had to keep running after that. But hey! Upside! This group of viewers found me and my great assistants here and offered us a place to stay and continue playing with science!”

He gestured around him in vague motions. “They even got their school or whatever to give me an entire lab! Like the whole thing! So now I don’t have to sneak around my parents to entertain you all!” His smile was like star light, his eyes gleaming with wonderful joy.

“Though it’s great, really it is. It’s lacking in one aspect that I like really need.” He points to a big open cavern in the wall, a space still under construction.

“And that would be the portal to the Ghost Zone. I may kinda need it to live. So! Come with us while we build a newer and better one!”

The video continues with the three other them working in tandem to build a portal that took his parents his entire childhood to build. He makes out of pocket comments here and there. Something about adding a filter and a button on the outside so no one has to die this time.

The get the portal fully built near the end of the video, when Danny goes to turn it on the video shorts out and cuts. Only to come back to show Danny, covered in soot and smoking but still standing. A person stands just out of frame with a fire extinguisher pointed at Danny.Behind him is the glowing green portal he had in his previous lab.

“Alright guys! I’m going to end the video here. Thanks for watching and please don’t replicate anything you see on this channel. We are trained professionals and don’t fear the outcomes that could come from a failed experiment. Bye bye!”

DCxDp idea.

Danny does Science

Danny is a chemist who posts videos online of random experiments he does. Each video is a little unhinged, he says some out of pocket stuff and the editing is gold. (I’m thinking like NileRed on YouTube but mix it with that funny cooking guy from TT)

He does all of his experiments in his parent’s lab when they aren’t using it.

Most of the videos are educational, entertaining and just an interesting watch. Giving how he explains the components, process and uses of each and every experiment he does.

Sure every now and then he gets shot at or attacked by automated weapons or the giant doors open behind him to show off a swirling void of green that comes with ungodly sounds. And yeah maybe his science comes to life when he isn’t looking and tries to ambush him from behind.

But it’s still educational. Just very interestingly educational.