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mellotunekitty · 1 day

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hey ! how would the batboys react to their s/o or best friend finding out they're [insert vigilante persona] ??? like say they havz noo idea they just assume they havz an eqrly bed time which is why they can't ever hang out in the evening

This is such a good idea because I feel like they'd all have different reactions with similar actions, so here it is! :D

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Batboys - When You Find Out Their Identity

Dick Grayson

As his best friend/partner, it was a bit of a shock that he was Nightwing. Your sweet, funny, caring best friend was actually a crime fighting detective? No way.

Well, it wasn’t that much of a shock. He’d always leave hangouts early and wouldn’t text you back for hours on end. After you found out he was Nightwing, it made a lot of sense.

If you were dating, he’d be so upset he didn’t get to be the one who told you. He didn’t want you finding out like this. Dick wanted to keep it on the down low until he could fully ensure your safety. So the fact that you figured it out crushed him a bit.

But after you found out, he told you everything. His story. The reason he became Robin, what he did as Robin, why he stopped being Robin, and how he became Nightwing. He didn’t give anyone else’s identity away, of course. But he knew you could figure it out.

Since you know now, he enjoys climbing in through your window after patrols, bringing food with him so you guys can watch movies and talk about your days.

Jason Todd

He was devastated when you found out. The one person he cared about most, now in danger because of him. Of course, you were shocked too, and he wanted nothing more but to explain everything.

It was terrifying for him, telling you his story of Robin, his death, becoming Red Hood. But it was a nice surprise for him that you were okay with it. It was an even nicer surprise that you admired him more for it.

Before you knew who he was, he made you a bit anxious. Jason had you constantly wondering if he actually liked you as a person or not. He was always canceling things at the last minute, or overall just not showing up to hang out with you when he promised he would that time. It also explained the constant injuries he couldn’t explain. So, it was a big relief finally knowing the answers.

Now that you know he’s Red Hood, he still thinks he put you in danger. That’s why he slipped a tracker in the souls of your shoes. Every. Single. Pair. Not to mention he now tracks your phone and asks Barbara, Oracle, to check on you every so often.

And obviously he’s going to break into your place when he’s hurt. He needs someone to patch him up, and he trusts you more than anyone. Totally not an excuse just to see you.

Tim Drake

Anxiety. Immediate anxiety for him. You finding out his identity was his top fear for two reasons. The first reason being he didn’t want you in any danger, the second reason being he didn’t want his ass kicked by Batman.

He was quick to explain himself, you could hardly get a word in before he dumped it all onto you. How he basically stalked Batman and Nightwing, how he chose to be Robin, why he chose to be Robin. The whole nine yards.

As stealthy as Tim was, he was kind of bad at hiding it. He trusted you a bit too much and his excuses were poor. He wouldn’t tell you why he had to leave early or why he had to cancel. He just did. Plus, the injuries were a bit of a tell that he was fighting frequently.

Naturally, he’d swing you around Gotham sometimes. If he wasn’t doing that and he had to focus on watching the city, he would have the other’s track you and see what you were up to, just to keep you safe.

Like the others, he breaks in through your window. Most times he waits until you’re asleep to sneak in. He sits at the edge of your bed, softly grazing his fingers along your cheek as you sleep soundly.

Damian Wayne

Instantly, he’s mad at himself. How could he be so careless? He’s even more mad at himself now that he’s put you in danger.

You weren’t shocked, really. I mean if anyone you knew was going to be kicking ass in the late hours of the night, it would be him. He had fast reflexes and was a little too stoic. He was always just… off. Leaving randomly without saying anything, his fight instinct going off whenever there’s a slight threat, and more. The list is long.

He never told you how he became Robin. He barely talks about himself as is. However, he will drop little things about him once in a while.

Damian doesn’t trust anyone else to keep watch on you, so he does it himself. On patrol, he checks your location when he gets the chance just to make sure you’re where you said you’d be and not in some strange, underground warehouse.

And obviously he visits you after his patrol. The only thing that’s different from his brothers is the fact that he doesn’t enter your room. Like Tim, he does wait until you’re asleep. But he sits at your window, watching you rest peacefully for a few minutes just to reassure himself you’re safe before he heads back home.

#dc comics #dc headcanon #batboys #dick grayson #nightwing #dick grayson x reader #jason todd #red hood #jason todd x reader #tim drake #red robin #tim drake x reader #damian wayne #dc robin #damian wayne x reader

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writerfromthestars · 1 day

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DP X DC PROMPT: DANNY'S AN ASSASSIN?!

So Danny gets adopted by the Waynes somehow.

Now, he's a teenage vigilante, he knows all the signs. And he can clearly tell that Damian and Tim are sneaking out under the cover of night to fight crime as Robin and Red Robin.

While ordinarily this would lead to the connection between the Waynes being Batman, Nightwing, Red Hood, and various other assorted vigilantes, that's not what we're here for, so instead, what happens is that Danny thinks that his two absolutely normal little brothers are sneaking out, meeting strange people dressed in spandex and Kevlar on rooftops, and punching criminals.

He has no issue with this.

The only issue he has is that Tim and Damian are inexperienced, I mean, Damian's twelve or something like that, he can't have been Robin for long. He's not particularly willing to get back into heroism himself, though, so this leads to him casually dropping random tidbits of information that only an ex-vigilante/hero/assassin/other part of the caped community, would know into regular conversation.

Like, if Tim's using bandages on his hand, Danny will suddenly drop the fact that that particular brand is very absorbent and works really well to take care of large, bloody wounds, like bullet holes in important places.

If Damian's reading a book about different knives, and their creation processes (because be real, he totally would) Danny will read over his shoulder a bit and then just point out a knife that would particularly good for stabbing someone in the stomach, or slitting someone's throat. (he knows this because of a. his rogues trying to kill him and b. Dan likes sharp things.)

The three of them are watching some superhero movie or something, and Danny goes on a twelve-minute rant about how the fight scenes would never work that way.

Tim and Damian come to the conclusion that their new brother has been trained by the League of Assassins or something.

Here's the issue. Danny hasn't.

So Damian starts dropping little hints that he knows that Danny was part of the League, for example a reference to a technique that only a League member would know. Danny, who has been trained in hand-to-hand by Dan, who was trained by dead League assassins in the alternate timeline, knows the moves.

Danny is just happy that his baby brothers are taking his advice, and opening up to him too. Damian is even starting to talk about fighting with him, and he thinks that they might actually tell him about their nighttime activities soon.

Finally, the two confront him on it. And by that, I mean that like the emotionally constipated bats they are, they utterly fail in their interrogation because they can't just come out and say it out in the open.

Tim: so Danny, I noticed how you know a lot about fighting. and first aid, and stuff.

Damian: I have noticed this as well. Might I inquire as to where you gained these skills?

Danny just thinks that they have figured out his past as a vigilante and that they are worried about him being hurt.

Danny: Don't worry about it. I don't do that type of thing anymore.

Now that's a deflection if Tim's ever heard it.

Damian, digging for more information: I wish to know. Maybe I can learn from whoever it was that taught you?

Danny grimaces slightly before answering.

Danny: Trust me, kiddo, you don't wanna learn from the people who taught me this stuff. They squash you like a bug.

Tim and Damian take this as confirmation that Danny was involve in the League. Danny just means that pitting his rogue gallery, which consists of exclusively ghosts, against living boys would be unfair.

#fanfic #writing #batman #dcu #damian wayne #tim drake #danny fenton #danny phantom #dpxdc #dc x dp #damian wayne al ghul #danny gets adopted by batman #batfamily #batkids #batfam #league of assassins

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cupidsowl · 3 days

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Yan!Damian Wayne that has a full journal of both your habits, hobbies, allergies and even personal information but also of drawings of you two together.

Yan!Damian Wayne who writes poems in arabic because no word in English can express his love for you, so he writes in his mother language.

Yan!Damian Wayne that tries learning your language in case you aren't an english speaker. He makes sure to even know the history of your country.

Yan!Damian Wayne that punches any guy that talks about you, that looks at you, and especially the ones that touch you. No one is safe from his wrath, besides you, of course.

Yan!Damian Wayne that breaks into your room to read your diary, and who also leaves flowers behind to show you that he was there.

Yan!Damian Wayne that while you're sleeping, caress your cheek, wishing for the day you see him in the same way he sees you, come soon. Because the pain of being away from his lover is too much to bear.

Yan!Damian Wayne that once you two start dating, began making sure that you're dependable on him, he's the only person you need after all.

Yan!Damian Wayne that sees your scared expression once you notice that he's holding the body of your ex-boyfriend. In which Damian simply says in the calmest tone:

"Just making sure this rat doesn't put his dirty paws on you, Habibi, don't you worry. I'll come to bed soon."

#yandere #damian wayne #yandere damian wayne #darling reader #yandere headcanons #damian wayne x reader #chubby reader

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nosyrobin · 3 days

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‼️Imagine (baby al ghul-Wayne twins + Jon)

Baby Jon not knowing which is which as he follows Damian the most thinking it’s you. He’s crawling after an angry baby. You just sat there babbling away as Damian sped crawls like a damn demons wanting to get away from the half kryptonian boy. As Damian speeds by you, Jon was gonna pass you until he realized Damian was you.

Eyes shining in happiness, he goo’s at you. Immediately hugging the adorable twin. Damian looks behind him, huffing in annoyance as he sees his twin getting smothered by the super. Jonathan rubs his chubby cheek against your own.

Damian growls, immediately speeding his crawling sped as he bull rushes Jon with his big bobble head. Making Jon blankly stare up at the ceiling. On his back, with his big head he cannot get up. Damian then just plops by his twin who just calmly watched that go down.

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auroreliis · 14 hours

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I personally ironically call my friends weird nicknames so now all I'm imaging is one of the batboys picking reader up from school and catching her calling a friend "pookie" or something stupid on the way out😭

Dick would NEED you to give him a nickname too.

"PLEASEEEEEE JUST GIVE ME A NICKNAMEEEE", Dick whined.

"How's pushover? What about nuisance? What do you think of idiot?", you roll your eyes.

"How about big bro? :)"

"...no."

":("

Jason wouldn't admit it, but he would absolutely want a nickname too. If that's what it takes to be a part of the cool kids and youngsters nowadays, then he wants one. He would try to be slick and earn a nickname, but it would be really weird.

"Oh, thanks for the Spanish dictionary, Jason", you muttered, "now I can decipher Damian's stupid puzzle..."

"No problem. Look at me, providing you with Spanish vocabulary. You could almost call me your amigo (=friend)."

"..."

"No?", he smiles awkwardly.

"How about secuestrador (=kidnapper)?" you roll your eyes.

Tim would, similarly to Dick but not as desperately as Dick, literally just ask you for a nickname.

"...OH! Or, you could call me Sherlock, since, you know, I'm a bit of a detective. Additionally, you can call me Tim, though I think it's too basic. I prefer Timmy or Timster from you :)"

"It's 2am, Tim. Go to bed."

"...So, Tim it is? :("

Damian, the only rational one, would just wait until you give him a nickname. He would just remain silent about it, not daring to say ANYTHING lest you think he's as desperate as the rest (he is).

Whatever nickname you give him, assuming it's not an insult, he will cherish it.

Dami? Damster? D-Dog? Damiendo? David? Yes. Yes, he accepts. Though he isn't particularly fond of David, as you soon found out...

Duke doesn't really care, he's not too hung up on this stuff like the rest.

Oh and the girls? Yeah, they're literally fine with Steph and Cass lol

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lucien-calore · 2 days

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don't forget bruce wayne and kate kane are jewish

don't forget dick grayson is half romani

don't forget cassandra cain is half chinese

don't forget talia al ghul is half arab and half chinese

don't forget damian wayne is (ethnically) jewish, arab and chinese

don't forget poc characters

#bruce wayne #batman #dick grayson #richard grayson #robin #nightwing #cassandra cain #cass cain #batgirl #orphan #talia al ghul #damian wayne #damian al ghul #damian wayne al ghul #damian al ghul wayne #dc characters #dcu #dc comics

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grimdarling69 · 1 day

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Another deaged Ellie and Dan, but Danny was reincarnated as Damian Wayne

Danny Damian because he was Damian now, wasn't he? He remembers now the Fentons, the GIW, Sam and Tucker, jazz. He wonders if they could have also followed him here. A part of him longs to see his fraid again, but are they his fraid still? He was a new person. Son of The Bat and Heir to the Demon Head. Something Dami he remembers reminding people of. If only Sam could see him now, he knows she'd love that. "Who's edgy now?" He can picture her saying. He can almost see Tucker laughing so hard he'd fall out of his seat.

Crack

The sharp sound of the thunder brings him to the present. He looked over at his clock, 3:00 A.M. The witching hour he can hear Ellie tell him with a mischievous smile on one of their flights around Amity Park. She loved to drag him and Dan sometimes Vlad if he was feeling friendly. Dan, his future evil self tormented by the deaths of all his family and friends, so hurt he got Vlad to rip his human half out so he didn't have to feel the pain. Ellie, his clone, created by Vlad to be the perfect son, too bad she was a daughter. Looking down at his stomach where their cores are now incubating, he couldn't help but wonder if Vlad had anything to do with this.

He shook his head as if that would rid himself of that thought. Vlad was a real fruitloop,but he would never purposefully endanger Dan or Ellie. Vlad, in his twisted and weird ways, did love them in his own ways like kidnapping and keeping him hostage to save Ellie. He had forgiven vlad for the desperate attempt to save his daughter, but incubating Ellie and Dan's cores would make him their father now, too. Ew, coparenting with Vlad does not sound like a fun time. He glanced down and lifted his shirt hesitantly. If he focused on his stomach, he could see a faint blue and red glow emanating from his stomach. Red, Vlads' color, he thought distantly. Hopefully, it didn't mean much. As if signaling him, the envelope they had carried with them to him fell off the bed carried to the floor by the slight breeze.

Lighting lumineating the bedroom, making the crisp white color shine for just a second. He tentatively reached down to grab it. He was being a baby. He was a trained assassin from birth, and his fear trained beaten out of him a long time ago. Some part of him whispered his father and Richard's teachings of being brave but not without fear.

He paused. Father would want to know everything. His past life, Ellie and Dan, the ghosts, being a halfa. He wouldn't understand, Richard would try to, but not even he could never really understand. He couldn't subject his babies to that. He couldn't live with the threat to being ripped apart molecule by molecule. His father's lack of emotional intelligence certainly would not help young halfas. He was fourteen again the age he was killed in his first life. The age he started facing ghosts from another dimension.

He started younger in this life. Killing younger, he learned to fight his whole life. Jazz would hate that. Jazz... he wondered if she was alright if she survived the attack... no, there's no time to think of that right now. He ripped open the envelope( like a band-aid, Richard would remind him), and he noticed Vlad's familiar fancy fruitloop writing immediately(he had fancy fruitloop writing now, instead of the chicken scratch Jazz chided him over). So he was right about one thing this had vlad all over it.

Dear Daniel,

Though I understand you might not be Daniel when this letter finds you. I have been reincarnated into another life as I believe you have as well. My new name is Alexander Luther. I own a corporation called Lexcorp. I unfortunately can not change the name according to my board. The idiot lot of them.

He snickered at that. His smile dropped immediately. Vlad was Lex Luthor, the archnemesis of Superman. Jon would most certainly not like this. He forced himself to read on before he spiraled further.

I regained my memories after an experiment went wrong. I know how original. My new incarnation was able to open a small portal that grew in size, and eventually, somehow Danielle and Dan fell through. The portal then exploded, and I regained my memories. Unfortunately, it destabilized their clone bodies. I couldn't grow working bodies in time, and eventually, I had to hope they could find you. I hoped somehow that the yeti doctor would have imparted some of his strange knowledge onto you that might save them.

Vlad, no Lex still wrong. Vlad was somewhat right about that. During one of his all things ghostly lessons from Frostbite, he told him of how in the old ages ghosts often incubated their ghostlings. A protective measure back when magic and spirits were more prevalent. He didn't really understand it back then, and he doesn't understand it much now, either. Apart from the fact he was doing it, he supposed. What if he did something wrong and he lost them? He doesn't think he could live out his half-life if he lost them again. He needed to get to Vlad, and quickly too so they could start building a new portal to the infinite realms.

If this letter finds you. Come find me immediately at these coordinates. I've gone deep underground to escape my new archnimesis's suoer senses. I've m started research on a new portal, but I'll need your endeneering skills. This world is severely lacking in ectoplasmic science and engineering. I am once again forced to start from scratch on my own. Once we get the portal open, you'll need to go straight to The Far Frozen.

It's as if he's reading my mind, I think jokingly.

P.s. One of my experiments may or not have regiven then my new DNA in an attempt to restabilize them.

Only Vlad.

Well, it looks like they actually were going to be coparenting after all. This was going to go great.

I sigh and lean my head back down on my pillow. He committed the cords to memory before lighting the letter on fire with the lighter he kept in his bedside drawer. Point to assassin training. Jason would be proud. He supposed he could stay for a month or so before leaving, which would give him enough time to get away or think of some kind of mission to give himself. He shoots up. Todd had died and came back. He was a revenant. He couldn't stick around if he were to visit he'd know something was wrong immediately even if he didn't understand it.

He sprung out of bed quickly, but quietly, his foot steps perfectly silent despite his rushed mood of packing a bag. He packed a few pairs of clothes and lots of hidden weapons, some snacks he kept hidden for that should keep him fed on his journey but leaving any sentimental things behind. He glanced longingly at his sketch pad, but Vlad was most likely under the water judging by the coordinates he was given. Who knows if it would survive.

He checked the pack, making sure he got all he needed. He promptly checked it again. Twice. After deeming it sufficient, he willed himself to open the door. He mentally cataloged everyone in the manor. Pennyworth was most likely still in Father's room, making sure he actually listened to his insructions. Richard and Todd in Bludhaven and Crime Alley, respectfully. Cain and Brown in Hong Kong. Thomas was sleeping after his dayshift.

Everyone accounted for except Drake. He was most likely using Pennyworth's attention on Father to work cases. He just had to take the risk. For his ghostlings, for himself, Vlad. He crept down the hallways. He was opening the grandfather clock in record time. He went slower this time. He would use his powers, but his father had supernatural wards of all kinds in the cave. Who knows what they did. He was also admittedly trying to save his little energy for his voyage on the open sea. Light snoring hit his ears as he peered around the corner.

Thank ancients.

Drake was sleeping at the batcomputer, still in his Red Robin suit sans mask surrounded by his poor choices. Empty coffee cups and files spread around. He would still need to be quiet, Drake was a light sleeper, as was everyone else in his family. He grabbed the keys to his bike quickly, sneaking by. If he wasn't ditching his bike at Gotham Bridge, he would have disabled his trackers. He checked the gas and made sure he could make it. That's when he made his first mistake.

Putting the gas jug back down, he accidently hit another of one of his siblings' tools to the floor. He tried catching it without success, but it fell anyway, the loud clang echoing. Mistake number two.

Shit.

"Huh? What's happening?" Drake arose sleepily rubbing his eyes.

He froze. Mistake number three.

"Damian? What are you doing down here?" His eyes landed on him, and he spoke confusedly with his voice heavy with sleep or lack thereof.

He panics. He's blaming the pregnancy hormones on this.

He runs.

"Damian!" Drake responded to his dead sprint with his own. "Stop!"

He reaches his bike, and he turns the keys and prays. Luckily, it comes to life. He fumbles with his helmet it would hide his tears he needed it. who knows if he'll ever get to see them again. He shoots off down the tunnel. Flicking the cave door open remotely.

Another bike rears to life behind him. "Damian wants going on?" Drakes voice echoes in his ears. He can almost taste the concern in it amplified by the helmet. He ignores it and accelerates. He ignores the returned acceleration behind him.

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Tim has no clue what made Damian panic enough to run away. He quickly ran to his own bike while swearing. Damian is already gaining distance on him. After another attempt at getting Damian to calm down and talk, he calls the only person Damian would actually listen to.

He hopes Dick will forgive him for waking him at five o'clock in the morning on his day off.

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incorrectbatfam · 13 hours

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Retail steph with damian and Jon? :) i love retail steph so much

(featuring Billy Batson because he only adds chaos and I love him)

[grocery store]

Steph, working the bakery section: How can I help you boys today?

Jon: We're getting a cake for our friend's birthday. Chocolate with buttercream frosting, please.

Steph: Do you want it to say anything?

Jon: Yes. "Happy 14th B-day, Billy!"

Steph: What color?

Damian: Red.

Steph: *starts writing on the cake*

Damian: Please also add: "Despite your shortcomings and lack of maturity, you are a valuable part of our team and as you get older, I expect you to gain greater wisdom that will aid us in our goals and prospects."

Steph: *struggling to fit it on the cake*

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[coffee shop]

Damian: Can we try the five-drink espresso flight?

Steph: You sure?

Billy, eyeing an unsuspecting Jon: Yes.

Steph: Alrighty.

*moments later*

Jon, after his fifth espresso: I'M KING OF THE UNIVERSE!

Jon: *shoots through the ceiling*

Damian: *grumbles and hands Billy ten bucks*

Steph, sighing: I'll get the broom.

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[clothing store]

Jon: *dancing in the dressing room with light-up shoes*

Damian: *T-posing in a trenchcoat*

Billy: *filming them*

Steph: What are you doing?

Billy: Making a TikTok.

Steph: Well, you can't have cameras in the dressing rooms. I'm gonna have to ask you to stop.

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[drive-thru]

Damian: One vegetarian Batburger, one regular Batburger, and one order of Night-Wings. And an extra-extra-extra large Ivy Salad.

Steph: Did you take the Batmobile again?

Damian: No.

Steph: Why don't you pull up to the window and prove it?

Damian, Jon, and Billy: *ride up on Bat-Cow*

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[furniture store]

Jon: What's a warranty?

Damian: It's a court order to arrest someone.

Steph: That's a warrant. A warranty covers the cost of something if it gets damaged within a certain amount of time. In our case, the store has a one-year warranty on all items. What are you looking to buy?

Billy: *enters pushing a Pinball machine*

Damian: ...It's for school.

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[restaurant]

Steph: What can I get you?

Damian: We'll split a pizza.

Steph: Okay, anything else?

Billy, as Shazam: An alcohol.

Steph: "An alcohol?"

Billy: Yes, your finest alcohol. Sharing size, please.

Steph: I'll need to see some ID.

Billy, nervous: What's there to see? I'm clearly an adult.

Steph: I need them for everyone at the table.

Damian: *pulls out Jason's crime lord license*

Jon: *sticks on a fake mustache*

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[call center]

Steph, stifling a yawn: Wayne Enterprises account support, how can I help you?

Damian: Why are you still working? It's midnight.

Steph: Overnight shift. This is a 24-hour line. What do you need, Damian?

Damian: Nothing. We just wanted to annoy you.

Steph: We?

Jon: Hiya!

Billy: 'Sup.

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[sleepover at the Manor]

Steph: Alfred told me to bring you some snacks.

Damian: Excellent.

Steph: *leaves the room*

Steph, internally: What do kids these days even do at sleepovers?

Steph: *presses her ear to the door*

Damian: Truth or Dare?

Jon: Truth.

Damian: Which one of my siblings do you like best?

Jon: Steph, all the way.

Billy: I agree, she's the coolest. Remember when she drove us to get midnight breakfast on my birthday?

Jon: And when she promised not to tell my parents when I broke the café ceiling.

Billy: Or when she took us for a walk and actually explained why we couldn't make TikToks in the store instead of going "because I said so" like other adults.

Jon: Plus, she gave all the leftover salad to Bat-Cow and helped us set up the Pinball machine downstairs.

Billy: Ooh, and she's really good at making mocktails.

Jon: Also, she extended our free trial of the Daily Planet for our social studies project.

Damian: Hm... point taken.

Billy: And she's hot.

Damian: Say that again and I will smite you with your own powers.

Steph: *smiles softly*

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hello-eden · 2 days

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Wish Bubble : T!Danny

The further they went into the Wish Bubble the more uneasy they got. The town was normal. It seemed to be the afternoon. there were people they didn't recognize on the walk up to where they assumed Talia was stuck in the mind control of the bubble.

it wasn't what they expected for her Wish Bubble. It was a very tall building with large blinking signs with words they couldn't make out on the top. They walked up to the door and knocked.

Taila opened the door and she was not at all dressed how she usually was. instead of her hair undone it was in a thick bun on the top of her head. instead of a full black bodysuit she was wearing jeans and an oversized icy blue sweater. Instead of her lazarus green her eyes were the same color of blue as her sweater. instead of superiority on her face it was Joy.

“ there you are I was scared you're going to be late to the party” she stepped out of the way of the door motioning for both of them to come in “ Dami sweetheart, go get the presents from upstairs they're in my room”

Damian stalled for a moment confused on whether he should go before deciding it was probably the best to listen to her orders for now. as Damien went up the stairs Talia turned to the door and closed it.

”is the work emergency over” Talia said as she turned around back to him and grabbing his hand “my sister and the twins are going to be here any second and they were really looking forward to hang out with you on their birthday”

Bruce paused, confused on what to say. This was her wish bubble; they were in a large obvious family home. even in the doorway there were photos up on the wall. Most of them contained Talia and Bruce as well as three children that were the perfect mix of both of them. There were even a few of his other children like a photo of what seems to be Jason's high school graduation and Dick moving into college.

“hellooo” Talia said as she waved her hand in front of his face “ you tired?” Concern was written onto her face.

“yeah just a little tired” Bruce said back at her.

#Danny is taila al ghul #the sister is jazz #the twins are dan and elle #this is not canon to the other posts for T!danny au #dpxdc #dc x dp #dp x dc #danny phantom #T!danny al ghul #danny fenton #dcxdp #dc x dp crossover #damian al ghul #damian wayne #damian wayne al ghul #bruce wayne #dcxdp prompt #dc x dp prompt #dp x dc prompt

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