#dp/dc

[moonlight-stalker]

# 63 Dc x Dp

Some kidnappers had grabbed Bruce Wayne and one of his children that's what they thought they had done and instead, they had grabbed Bruce Wayne and a random kid that has no idea what is going on. Danny had been wandering around looking at Gotham after escaping his parents that were at a ghost-hunter convention when he was grabbed with another guy.

[fanfiction-artist-prototype]

DP/DC:

Instead of Danny being Constantine's I know a guy solution, Danny is Constantine's call centre solution.

Like John calls up Danny and gives a description of the problem and within the hour John now has a new phone number or ritual to shortcut his way to the fastest expert.

This is how Tucker Foley finds himself being yanked by his very mortal soul into a Justice League meeting where apparently his expertise on Egyptian Gods and their interference with the mortal world was recommended by the Ghost King.

Unfortunately he does know how to help and now Wonder Woman is trying to convince him that as a "fellow demigod" she has all the knowledge he could want to better himself and his baby God needs.

Tucker Foley had been convinced he was fully mortal up till an hour ago.

[bet-on-me-13]

So, I love the "OP!Ghost King Danny who terrifies the absolute shit out of the League" fics as much as the next guy, but I feel like people always make him a little too OP or make the Leagues reactions to him too over the top

So, what if Danny was just a little more powerful that Superman. Or maybe as strong as Darkseid.

And this time, the League isn't all to bothered by the God King of the Afterlife, sure he's powerful, but not absurdly powerful

Maybe, Danny is still insanely OP, but nobody really cares anyways

Like

Flash: Oh you're the king of the Afterlife? Can you get Black Flash to leave me alone please. He came at me while I was having my kids birthday party, and it really sucked. I mean, the battle lasted .01 milliseconds, but it was still annoying

Or

Wonderwoman: Oh, You are Royalty as well? Of the Afterlife you say? Well then, give Pandora my regards. Do you want to join me and Arthur's weekly Royalty Meetings? Just between us, they are more "gossiping about the other Leaguers" than actual diplomatic conversations

Or

Batman: I don't think the Ghost King owning all of Constantine's soul is a very big deal, he is a benevolent king, open to working with the League, not likely to abuse his power over John, and John could definitely be knocked down a peg.

Constantine: *betrayed png*

Or

Superman: It's nice to have met someone who can relate to me so well. We both had to navigate our powers young, and we both had support systems. Also thanks for the advise on reconciling with Conner, your experiences with Ellie really helped out it into perspective

[sp1cy-t0ss]

I think there should be more Dead Serious content about how horrified the batfam would be that Damian specifically is being courted by a literal extradimensional death god. On one hand, a potentially world-ending creature is hanging around their baby brother. That’s pretty bad.

On the other, the murder child is dragging around a superpowered, highly protective Lazarus monster that will do basically anything to make him happy. Quite literally the nightmare scenario. Tim declares that he’s moving to Metropolis.

[night-wilf]

Writing prompt 64:

Lancer is overjoyed to finally leave the ghost infested town, teaching at a small rural highschool needing better teachers. The super heroes and Justice League nothing to him as he settles into a new routine.

It doesn't even register to him he's teaching the kryptonite family in the small town.

Clark manages to finally meet him after a few weeks and finds out the hard way his 'fill the gaps' trick doesn't work. Seemingly blocked by the man's mind somehow.

His strange appearance dismissed with a wave of the hand and "Mr Kent please stop trying to influence how I perceive you. I can assure I have seen worse with my previous students."

[megamindsupremacy]

I need more dpxdc crossovers making use of the way technically, Valerie is Amity Park’s hero. Phantom is the menace running around destroying shit with other ghosts, and Valerie is the vigilante who’s dedicated herself to stopping them.

It can go a few ways- a post-reconciliation fic where Danny and Valerie have moved past their rivalry and now they’re buds. bros. besties. running around and corralling ghosts together. the Justice League is working off of way outdated info and they think Valerie is still the sole hero of Amity, fighting off Phantom and other ghosts as they try to take over the Living Realms. They try to interfere with a fight to help Valerie against Danny until they both stop like "dude why are you interfering in our spar, we're busy here, go away" and continue trying to knock each other into the ground.

Or they approach Phantom, thinking he’s the hero and not knowing anything about Valerie, until she shows up and attacks Danny, yelling about how he ruined her life. and now the JL think Phantom lied to them about being a hero and they’re on Valerie’s side helping her hunt down Danny, who is 10x more stressed than he was that morning before the Fucking Justice League started hunting him down trying to capture him while Valerie tells them all about how evil ghosts and Danny are, with help from the Fentons

Or Danny is an established JL member, and the JL doesn’t really know much about Amity or that Valerie exists at all, until they’re facing a relatively big ghost problem and Danny's like “alright we’re calling in the calvary”. The JL expects another ghost, like the clone Phantom apparently has that he brought to work one day, and then some woman shows up, punches Phantom in the arm for never calling her, and then the pair wreck ghostly shit together while everyone watches in awe

Or the reverse, where Valerie is an established JL member or at least auxiliary member, and she’s their on-call ghost expert. Until one day there’s a question she doesn’t have the answer to and she’s like “alright one sec let me call my friend Danny”, and an hour later a ghost flies through the wall, hugs her, yells something excited about SPACE!!! and helps them with whatever problem the JL is having. Everyone is like “hey i thought you hated ghosts?” and Valerie just goes “yeah, but this guy is cool.”

Or the JL approaches Valerie in Amity Park and she introduces herself as Amity Park’s sole ghost-fighting hero, don’t ask what happened to the last guy. Everybody fully assumes she was dating “the last guy” and he was killed by the ghosts, and she took his mantle to get justice. Turns out, no, “the last guy” is Danny and he’s no longer the Amity Park hero because now he’s the ghost king, and he’s in charge of the fuckers now. Nobody ever clarifies that no, Danny and Valerie were not a couple who fought ghosts together until Danny was killed by a ghost, forever warping his personality and forcing him into the position of Ghost King. Because you’re not supposed to ask about it.

There's so much you can do with it, I have so many thoughts

[howtheworldcouldb]

Billy Batson and Danny Phantom, after the Justice League saw Billy transform and found out about all the ancient documents Phantom is in, about to get their identities revealed, looking at each other and panic blurting out that they’re both semi-dead immortal and knew each other in Ancient Greece

[ghostofcarcosa]

Prompt: When ectoplasm is used to power one of the Fenton’s devices, it can borrow ghost zone physics.

“Wow, so how’s this one supposed to work?” Bruce Wayne picked up the small silver device, examining it. It was about the size of a hockey puck, with a handle welded to the top that looked like it had originally belonged to a dresser. The handle was wrapped in simple black electrical tape with a small button on the side.

“Oh! That table of stuff is not for sale,” the red-head walked briskly over, wringing her hands, “those are just some of my brother’s projects, they’re not related to ghost hunting.”

The convention had, up until that point, been boring. Tim had disappeared about an hour ago, meeting up with a couple of friends who were also attending the Scientific, Paranormal, & Occult, Occupational Convention, or “SPOOC.” An attempt at a play on words, Bruce supposed.

Barbara had alerted him that an up-and-coming company, Axiom Laboratories, had announced some pretty cutting edge tech that could be dangerous if it fell into the wrong hands. Bruce had attended the demo this morning, only to leave unimpressed. Only one of their four inventions had actually worked, and even then barely did what was advertised.

Aside from waiting for Tim to be done hanging out with his friends, Bruce had surprisingly found several start-ups that were developing some promising technology, as far as ghost-hunting equipment could be considered “promising.” The latest booth he was exploring had been pointed out to him as having “some kind of crazy idea they’ve perfected renewable energy,” which while Bruce was wary of most of the people peddling wares here, peaked his interest. So far, however, it had been a disappointment.

The girl held out her hand for the device and Bruce gave it back. “Do you know what it does?”

The girl gave him a guarded look, and he held up his hands and grinned. “Just curious!”

She glanced around the booth, the only other occupants were a couple dressed like they were late for a shift at the nuclear power plant, gas masks and all. The husband, an absolute mountain of a man, seemed to be knitting while his wife flipped through a paranormal magazine. She turned back to Bruce, sticking out her hand.

“Jazz Fenton; my parents own Fentonworks.”

“Nice to meet you Jazz. I’m Bruce Wayne.”

Her eyes widened, and she blinked owlishly at him. “Oh! Like, Bruce Wayne, Bruce Wayne?”

He went for a disarming grin. “The one and only, hopefully?”

She let out a laugh that was probably more nervous than it was meant to be, and glanced over at the couple again. “Just to warn you, if my parents spot you, you’ll be stuck her for the rest of the day while my dad rants about ghosts.”

“Noted. So if that’s not a ghost hunting device, what is it?”

Jazz fidgeted with the silver hockey puck, plucking at the edge with her fingernail. A hatch popped open, revealing a small switch. She flicked it and popped the hatch closed.

“It’s a prototype gravity binder. Uses gravitational force to stick itself to the ground. I think.” She held it out over the floor in front of Bruce, and he took a step back. Jazz carefully checked the ground below before hitting the button and dropping it.

It hit the ground at Bruce’s feet and he looked at her, unimpressed. Jazz grinned. “Pick it up.”

Bruce quirked an eyebrow, but bent down to the small device. An audible humming was coming from it, and it almost felt like it was vibrating slightly as Bruce gripped the handle.

“Be careful not to push the button again. That turns it off,” Jazz said.

Bruce reached down and grabbed the black handle.

It didn’t budge.

Bruce frowned, gripping it with both hands and pulling. It was as if the small device had been bonded to the floor. He looked back up at Jazz, who had a wry grin on her face. 

“Now, hit the button.” 

Bruce did so, and the humming immediately stopped, the device powering down. He hesitantly picked it up from the floor, unable to stop the surprise that bloomed across his face as it now only weighed a few ounces, like before. The floor where it had fallen was undamaged and unmarked.

Bruce handed the device back to Jazz, “Alright, color me impressed. How does it work? I’m pretty sure this thing breaks several laws of physics.” 

Jazz simply shrugged, placing it back on the side table with several other devices that Bruce couldn’t begin to guess the purpose of. “My brother is more into the engineering and sciencey part of the family business. You’ll have to ask him once he gets back. That is, if he didn’t ditch me to explore the city.” The last part was grumbled under her breath.

Bruce looked back at the device. Had Bruce seen some crazy stuff in his time in the Justice League? Absolutely. He had three different friends who used magic on a daily basis. But no other League independent company had anything close to this kind of tech, let alone a family business that specialized in ghost hunting, of all things.

“I think I’d like to meet your brother. I’m going to be honest, this is unbelievably impressive. Has he ever thought about applying for the engineering and development internship at Wayne Enterprises?”

A contemplative look passed over Jazz’s face. “Honestly, Mr. Wayne? My brother Danny is smart, and a talented inventor. But I’m not sure that kind of thing would be his style. I’ve been pushing him to start thinking about college now that he’s graduating soon, but he seems pretty convinced he’s going to be stuck in Amity Park working for my parents for the rest of his life. Not that he doesn’t care about the family business, but...” She trailed off, glancing back over at her parents. Some poor soul had wandered a little too close to the front of the booth, and Bruce could hear the couple yapping non-stop about ghosts. “He does need to spend some time away from it.”

“What are you proposing?”

Jazz drummed her fingers against the table. “I’m in my second year at Gotham U. Danny’s going to be eighteen next year, but refuses to apply to any colleges because of his grades. He... well, let’s just say there were some extenuating circumstances that caused it.” She shook her head, “He’ll probably end up at community college living at home, at least if I can convince him to stay in school. He won’t be able to get into GU with his grades, but if you’re really interested in his work...”

“You think I could get him an acceptance letter?”

“God no!” she blanched, “But I could probably get him to apply with a letter of recommendation from the owner of Wayne Enterprises. He’s smart, and a quick learner for sure, but after... the stuff in high school, he’s convinced himself his life is already over.”

“Hmm,” He’d have to do a little research on the brother, make sure her ‘extenuating circumstances’ checked out, but Bruce started to wonder if this was his lucky day. “I’ll tell you what. I’ll be back at the convention tomorrow, and I’ll drop by the booth around 10am. If your brother can give me a better demo than any other scientist here, I’ll write the letter.” He smiled, handing her one of his business cards, “and I promise that will be a low bar to pass.”

“Thank you, thank you so much Mr. Wayne!” Jazz grinned, taking the card and shaking his hand. “Danny will be here.”

...

“Hey Bruce!” Tim finally caught up with him outside the convention center. “So, what did you think of ‘SPOOC’? Bust any ghosts?”

Bruce smiled at him, shaking his head, “No, but I think I just found an intern for Lucius Fox.”

[five-rivers]

Gotham as a truly eldritch location kidnapping Danny and trying to bind him to it because it wants him. Avoiding batfam because adoption is part of the binding. Amity Park's city-spirit trying to get him back. Amity Parkers going to Gotham en masse to save Danny. The Amity Parkers seeming eldritch to Gothamites. Played for horror.

[pathetichoney]

[Image ID: A drawing of a selfie taken by Sam Manson with Damian Wayne. They are both dressed up in formal attire, Damian in a black/dark grey suit with a red tie, and Sam in a purple topped off the shoulder dress with black straps. She is wearing a variety of jewelry, a necklace with a bat pendant, a black choker with a star of david in a circle pendant and cartoonish spider shaped earrings. Her hair is reminiscent in her half-up hairstyle, but with two ponytails rather than one. The background is a dark wall, a white collumn and white tile flooring. There is a window in the back, with green curtains, and outside the window is a cityscape of Gotham at night. There is a watermark of the artist’s username in the top left corner @pathetichoney​. End ID.]

i am back on my bullshit this time with a v special new way that i’m drawing bc i got a new phone that i am paying out the wazoo for, however i can draw on it so my art has gotten significantly better. though of course i had to test myself and do both 1. a full background 2. a character who wears lipstick which i always struggle with unless their mouth is in a particular position and 3. a character that i have never ever tried to draw.

so like. rip me lol.

anyways i am back on my bullshit bc this is fanart of fanfic!!!! i always feel exactly in my element when i do this, it’s just always so good??? and fun?? and when i first read this fic, i mean oh god i just fell for it so hard. i ended up rereading it again like barely 48 hours after i’d finished reading it the first time lol

the fic in question is a damian and danny are twins au! it’s called Leap Before You Think by TourettesDog and i just-- the characterisations are just so well done it all feels incredibly natural especially with the merging of the two different universes into one cohesively and seamlessly it’s wonderful. there are a few faults with this pic i think, however i am still incredibly proud of it. as a bonus, here’s a better view of the window scene because i’m still really proud of that one:

[ellabellabugz]

Day One DP/DC WEEk

Danny was many things, but he wasn’t a liar.

That much

He did do it if he had to, but that was beside the point. It didn’t matter.

Others couldn't control him.

But the fact still remained.

Batman was standing over him, declaring that Danny was a liar. A big fat liar.

Nu huh, lairs go to a bad place. Danny wasn’t a liar. He may be dead but he wasn’t a liar. That would be rather rude to call all ghosts liars.

And batman was a total jerk. Calling a kid a liar. 

“I am not a liar.” Danny declared, definitely not pouting, pointing his finger at Batman. He had no idea why he was acting so childish yet here he was. A 14-year-old boy yelling at batman for accusing him of being a liar. That should be illegal. Batman was supposed to follow the law…

Actually, Danny was 80% sure that batman didn’t actually follow the law.

Wait no make that 90%. Maybe that’s why Jazz said he was a terrible influence. That certainly would be the case.

Danny wouldn’t let Jazz know, he found Batman awesome. Even though the bat-themed vigilante was moving a little too close for comfort. 

“I never said you were a liar,” Batman said, his voice soft as if trying to calm a frightened animal. 

“But you made the sound,” Danny said, his hair falling into his eyes as the wind stopped blowing for a moment. It picked up again, revealing his icy blue eyes once again.

“A sound?” Batman, stopped moving closer, standing there instead trying to figure out what sound he made.

“Yeah, the little hm slash grunt sound that parents usually do when they don’t believe their kids…except I only hear it from Jazz.” Danny muttered that last part under his breath but he saw Batman stiffen. Did Danny say it too loudly? He shrugged it off, Batman had no need to be concerned for his home life. As Danny doesn’t have one anymore. Due to the whole being dead thing.

Danny tensed, sensing movement behind him, and he whirled, his fists clenched and ready to punch. Instead, he gaped, eyes wide as they landed on the glint of a red helmet. That wasn’t good. 

Danny wanted to scream, first off, yes he did want to meet the vigilantes, but not like this! In the middle of winter on top of an apartment building. This wasn’t going that well. 

Red hood, took a step forward as Danny moved away from both the vigilantes, slowly moving him closer to the edge of the building, it was the closest he had to an escape and it seemed that he wasn’t Red Hood’s focus at the time. Danny couldn’t help but curse as his foot touched the edge of the roof, if he fell off, he’d either die or reveal his powers. 

Even if he did die, it wouldn’t last for long. Death never seemed to stick onto him as it does to others, hugging tightly like super glue. But for him, it just melted off, like when you put glue underwater and it just kind of sludged off into the sink in little clumps and you’d watch it fall down the drain. Remnants would remain but they didn’t have the same effect anymore.

Danny shivered slightly, despite the fact that there was no breeze. There wasn’t even a real chill in the air, ignoring the fact that there was a pile of snow next to him, Danny believe it was cold. Trust him, Danny knows chills and this was one he was familiar with. His eyes narrowed as they landed on the Red Hood, who was now in an argument with batman. 

When did that happen? He didn’t even hear them start to argue. Stupid enhanced hearing deciding not to work. 

Danny shrugged, he couldn’t let this bother him. After all, they were distracted. Might as well take his chance to leave. If he slipped up, he probably wouldn’t get another chance to escape.

That’s exactly what he did

Or at least tried to.

“Kid!” Red Hood’s modulated voice cut through the air.

Danny flinched as his foot stepped over the side. Red Hood wasn’t supposed to glance over at the moment, Danny was going to jump off and fly away to safety. They’d never know that he flew off. It would be a peaceful disappearance where he would leave the city and never return. 

Instead, he stumbled off the building, glaring at Red Hood before he fell. His body landed hard into something squishy.

And something that stang.

Danny sat up, trying his best to ignore the tangent smell as the thing he was laying on squished and sloshed under his movement. Some slimy liquid rolled out, coating his fingers causing him to rip his hand up.

Of course.

Stupid Fenton luck. Threw Danny into a dumpster. A very smelly dumpster

He probably had a banana peel in his hair.

He would stink for days!

Maybe even longer, Danny didn’t really have a place to shower. Hey maybe the smell would make people leave him alone… not likely, seeing as how Red Hood and Batman were both staring down at him.

He gripped the metal edge of the dumpster and hauled himself out. Glancing upward to see the vigilantes grappling down the building. He didn’t have much time to get out of there. Danny would take what he could get.

Danny should have run. Should have bolted the second he got out of the dumpster.

Instead, he decided, to make a face at Batman, sticking his tongue out and flipping the Bat off.

Jazz would smack him for that move, but she wasn’t here to do that. Danny could only enjoy his gesture for a little bit before turning around to run.

Only to fall back a little bit as he ran into a wall that wasn’t there before. His eyes slowly moved up and Danny could only groan.

“Is everybody in this city like a brick wall?” He exclaimed watching as an amused look appeared on Nightwings face. 

“I mean.”

“You don’t even have the tank build like Batsy and Hood. You're too lean to feel like a brick wall!” Danny pointed a finger at Nightwing, his other hand going up to his hair to remove the banana peel slowly sliding off of his head. In a spurt of anger, he tossed to peel, losing that satisfaction as Nightwing caught the peel and tossed it back into the dumpster. 

Well, a banana peel wasn’t all that threatening was it?

“What did I do to deserve all this attention?” Danny asked taking a step back as Batman and Red Hood moved closer. “I really don’t know what I did. Uh, I plead the fifth.”

“You didn’t do anything.” Batman sighed, taking another step forward. 

Danny glanced around as Red Hood spoke up. “You can’t plead the fifth unless you did something.”

“Oh sweet, why are you terrorizing me then? I was having a great nap, and then bam the bat came out of nowhere. Not cool at all cause I desperately need the sleep.”

“You were sleeping in a factory.” Batman moved again, causing Danny to take another step back, he’d like to keep as much distance between himself and the bats as he can. 

“The location doesn’t matter Batsy. What matters was I didn’t have any nightmares, it was a peaceful sleep, despite how hard the floor is.”

“Do you usually have nightmares?” Batman asked head tilting, Danny blinked. 

“Did I say nightmares?” Danny squeaked slightly, his back hitting the wall. Great, he was cornered. He knew he could take down the heroes. Or at least escape them. But he didn’t want them to be suspicious. 

It seemed most likely they wanted to throw him into foster care or send him back home to his parents.

“Yes, you did,” Nightwing spoke up this time, eyeing Danny with concern.

Actually, Danny wasn’t sure what it was, with the whole being unable to see his eyes thing. But that was chill. Danny didn’t need to deal with it. Most people didn’t look at him with concern anymore. 

“Ohh! You mean the typical falling nightmare. Yeah, I’m terrified of heights.” Danny nodded, yeah, that made perfect sense.

“You’re terrified of heights?” Red hood asked. “You just fell off a building, without screaming.”

“Yeah, I was so scared I couldn’t even make a sound. Terrifying.” Danny latched onto this lie like it was a lifeline. Maybe it was. It didn’t really matter. He could make up lies all day. 

Oh, wait.

That just proved to Batman that he was a liar.

“Can I go now?” Danny asked, side-eying the space between Red hood and the dumpster. If he found a distraction, Danny could book it. Take down the street and disappear  He’d leave Gotham and never return. Ha! The perfect plan!

…

Now just execute it. Danny could figure it out. He knew he could. 

Uhh

He just needed something to throw. 

Or maybe something could explode. Danny never wished so hard for a villain to show up. Something anything to take the Bats attention off of him.

Danny blinked as he spotted something by the dumpster, not too far from him.

It was a

A shoe…

Danny blinked that was his shoe. He almost laughed. His shoe fell off and he didn’t even notice. Wow, Danny was really out of it today. Chuckling softly he moved towards it, watching as Red hood tensed as if to stop the kid, only to visibly relax when Danny picked up the shoe. Danny bit back another laugh, were they really that worried about Danny running off? 

He did want to and he was about to. So guess they did have every right to worry about him disappearing.

This was perfect.

“Hey, Hood?” Danny asked looking at Red hood, a mischievous grin appearing on the boy's face. “What size shoe are you?”

“Wha-” Red Hood started only to stumble backward as a shoe slammed into his helmet with surprising strength and speed. He was almost positive that if he wasn’t wearing the helmet his nose would be broken.

 A body side-slammed him, causing him to stumble even more as the kid raced down the alleyway. How the hell is a kid that skinny that strong?! 

“I’m not going back to school” Was the last thing the kid said before turning sharply down the street and disappearing from view. 

Danny laughed as he skidded across the ground. Yeah, he guess he lied earlier about it not being chilly too. Cause it was winter, and Danny’s barefoot was feeling quite numb after stepping into a few piles of snow. But ay what could he do? Just sit around and let the Bats return him to Jack and Maddie? Maddie and Jack? 

No, Danny refused to go back to Amity.

He wasn’t actually entirely sure which way was back. Left or right?

Up or down

East or west

North or the south?

It could be anyone and Danny wasn’t sure at all. I mean who could be after running into bats after living in Gotham for about a month? Guess some people would say that was lucky. But Danny knew that it wasn’t. The bats usually only came after criminals

Did that mean they thought of Danny as a criminal?

Noooo

Danny wasn’t a criminal. He was just lost. 

Well not exactly lost.

He just ran away. Danny was perfectly fine.

And he most definitely couldn’t go back to that factory. 

Which totally sucked because Danny left everything there. His money, spare clothes, phone, thermos. 

Dang it

Danny was so going to die on the streets

Unless he started stealing

Which would make him a criminal

And amplify his lying.

Danny hated this.

He hated it so much.

Stupid batman and his all trying to help Danny. Danny didn’t need any help, he did great at messing things up by himself.

It didn’t seem to matter to the Bats that they totally ruined his life just by showing up! Danny loved his life.

Well not really but hey he wasn’t dead!

Not all the way…

Or on a metal table getting cut open like thanksgiving dinner. 

Danny didn’t think he would taste that good.

Not at all. Anyone who thought half-dead boys tasted any good is crazy

There sure were a lot of psychos in Gotham who weren’t there.

Was Danny going to end up as Thanksgiving dinner?

That would suck.

Behind him, he could hear Hood yell. The words caused him to laugh.

“The kid threw his shoe at me!” 

“Hood,” Batman grunted shooting his grappling hook and shooting down the alley.

“Right.” Hood slowly nodded, tucking the shoe into his jack. Hey, the kid might get cold feet and want his shoe back. “Have a traumatized kid to track and possibly adopt.”

He couldn’t help the smirk that appeared on his face as Batman slightly stuttered with his next grapple. Man, he loved it when the comms picked up things like that. Throwing off the old man was one of his favorite past times.

Bruce sighed as he sat down in the chair, rubbing his temple as he tried to figure out how hell the kid got past them. 

Yes, he managed to distract his way out by throwing a shoe.

A shoe of all things is what got the kid out of their sights.

Bruce glanced back as he watched Dick pace back and forth, muttering to himself about how a kid managed to just disappear and how he didn’t have anything with him. “The kids going to freeze, did you see what he was wearing?!” He asked turning sharply and facing Jason who was examining the shoe once again as if it held all the answers. 

“A T-shirt and jeans,” Jason said offhandedly.

“Yes! That’s not winter wear and he’s missing a shoe now.” He pointed at Jason, face in a mix of anger and annoyance. “Couldn’t you have left it behind, the kid could have gone back for it.”

“Yeah, like he’ll go back for his bag?” Jason asked, his statement made. They all knew the kid wouldn’t go back for the stuff he left at the warehouse.

The kid clearly didn’t want to be found and ran as soon as the bats arrived. Still managing to escape when he was cornered.

His clothes were thin yet hanging off the boy as if he had no fat on his bones. Jason doubted he did, as he could basically see the kid's cheekbones from how sullen his face was. He highly doubted the boy ate anything that day. 

So help him, if Jason ever found the kid, he would wrap him up in the fluffiest blanket, set him down in front of a fire, and never him let out of his sight. He couldn’t leave him out there to starve. No way.

He had a feeling none of the other bats would want that either. 

Danny sat on the top of the clock tower, his feet swinging over the edge as he watched the cars below. He had grown to love the city. Despite the amount of tension, he felt from it. The amount of death leaking from the city was unsettling, but Danny has gotten used to it.

When he first arrived, it took all his strength not to run in the other direction. He always got a wave of nausea when someone died. So he was constantly sick. People would walk past him vomiting on the street.  Some tried to take what little he had when he did that.

He was pretty sure they might have lost their toes from the frozen feet he did. A small price to pay for trying to steal from someone vomiting their guts out.

Danny wondered if that’s how the Bats found him. He highly doubted they just stumbled across a starving child within the factory. Maybe Batman was hunting down some goons and found Danny instead.

“Shit. Am I a full-blown criminal now? Is running from batman, considered running from the law?” 

“Nah.” 

Danny didn’t scream. He didn’t. He simply gasped. He was startled. He didn’t scream.

“Batman doesn’t follow the law, have you seen how fast he drives the batmobile?” Hood asked sitting down next to Danny, a bag of food set between them. Danny could see the grease stains as he read out the words. BatBurger. “I figured you were hungry.” Hood said after a moment of silence. “ And to return your shoe.”

“Oh.” Danny slowly reached for the sneaker, pulling it onto his numb feet. When he looked back up, Hood was holding out a burger to him. 

“I wasn’t sure what you liked, so I got a lot. Take your pick.”

Danny slowly reached for the burger. Surely Hood had no reason to position him. What would get Hood anyway from killing him? Danny doubted the poison would actually affect him. Most don’t

“So why are you up here, if you’re terrified of heights?” Hood asked as they snacked on their burgers.

“I’m facing my fears.”

[moonlight-stalker]

# Dcu x Dp 148

Ellie wants a family, she has Danny but it's not the same. She saw other families on her travels and how much love there is.

She wishes she could have had that herself so when she wandered into a lab and saw the scientist making a clone she decided to stay and wait for the clone to be finished so she could take him with her so they could be each other's family.

[fanfiction-artist-prototype]

DP x DC:

Dani meets Jason in her travels and he gets very protective of her because she comes to him looking for small time jobs but he accidentally interprets it as this can't be more than 14 little girl asking if the Red Hoods prostitution business needs another girl.

They clear up the misunderstanding, but Jason remains not fully convinced.

He's not too keen on her twin brother though who let her travel to Gotham on her own with no point of contact, until Danny (with a 'y' his pseudo adoptee clarifies) crashes through Dani's flat whilst he's doing a check in, bleeding and babbling about how their godfather grabbed him AGAIN.

Jason has 2 kids now. Screw it.

[stealingyourbones]

DP/DC WEEK DAY SEVEN

Prompts for November 20th. @avaritia-apotheosis

My Masterlist of DP/DC Prompts.

Security Breach: 

Danny tries to possess a [Batfam/League member] and accidentally possess their League/Bat comm instead. He transmits himself to the source. One moment he’s trying to possess a hero to flee, the next he’s ingrained and possessing the Watchtower computer/Batcomputer. Bonus: he freaks out and he’s stuck in the tech. Congrats, the heroes now have a very sentient AI helper. 

Dick swears that he’s been seeing something around the batcave. Something flitting around moving just out of the corner of his eye,

All emergency alarms are blaring in the batcave. Something absolutely massive is emerging from the depths of the cave under the Batcave. Whatever it is, it’s glowing green eyes seem to stare into [____]’s soul.  

Danny walks into an abandoned telephone booth in Gotham when he suddenly hears the words “Recognized. Robin. B-01.” That isn't good.

It was supposed to be their day off: 

Danny works in Security for Wayne Industries. Waiting in his line for coffee he hears a shout in the alley next to the store. Running out, he sees an unconscious Wayne being dragged into a van by a bunch of men in masks. Goddamn it. He better get hours for this shit. 

Clark called in sick to the Daily Planet. He was injured heavily during his last battle and Batman forbade him from Heroism for the rest of the week. As much as he doesn’t enjoy it, Bruce was right. He was in no shape for combat. He hasn’t had a rest day in a very long time, might as well accept and appreciate the breather. Well that breather didn’t last long as a glowing kid crashed through his apartment window. 

Dick grumbled as his ringtone woke him out of his very lackluster slumber. Looking at the number, it was the station. He groaned. He was supposed to be off today. Apparently not. 

Security Breach & It was supposed to be their day off: 

Jazz wants to scream. She had planned for a nice day of reading and errands. that all was harshly interrupted by the injured man in a red helmet slumped on the fire escape.

[strawberrycamel]

PSA for the Phandom

Guys, I love DC comics and the overall DC Universe.

It's fun and it's really compatible and easy to make crossovers with Danny Phantom.

But please for the love of all that is good in this world:

TAG YOUR POSTS

I cannot tell you the amount of DC crossovers there are in the Danny Phantom tag currently but it is A Lot and people like me, who are getting overwhelmed by huge amounts of DC crossover posts, already have a tough time blocking tags with the different variations currently in use.

Like there's "dp x dc" , "danny phantom x dc" , "DP/DC" , "dc x dp" , "dp dc crossover" , "danny phantom dc crossover", "danny phantom x batman crossover" and so many more.

Some people just tag it "justice league", "dcau", or "dc" and leave it at that without a specific crossover tag like ??? I like seeing regular, non-crossover Justice League and DC posts so I can't block those tags to get rid of DP x DC crossover posts :/

Hell, there are some people who don't tag these crossover posts with anything other than "danny phantom"

This is important for people who like DC crossovers too! If you've got dozens of tags for one type of crossover then that means you guys are missing DC crossover posts because you can't find them!

We all just want to curate our Phandom experience so we can enjoy the stuff we like, and avoid the stuff we don't. However, it becomes incredibly hard to avoid posts we don't like when they're not tagged.

So please, as a favour to every person in the Phandom who does not want to see DC crossover posts, tag your posts with DPxDC

Thank you for reading this, have a nice day.

[night-wilf]

Writing prompt 61

Sam moves to Gotham to attend the university at her parents insistence. Joining an illegal motorcycle gang to pass the time when not studying.

Her cover name among the group 'Overgrown'.

She easily beats everyone when they race as her bike has had the Fenton treatment for anything and everything she might need. The blueprints almost impossible to understand to someone who has never encountered their work before.

Red Hood becomes interested in her after a few weeks of observation and asks she helps with a drug bust he is leading with Robin.

The task done in half the time with Sam's assistance of speed and weapons. Her aim of a stun gun scarily accurate for being so young. Promptly hired by Jason as anonymous backup with a healthy salary to keep her quiet.

She proves her worth and the money allows Sam to cut off her parents and change course to do what she wants.

Why wouldn't Jason hire her?

She has a fucking lightsaber built from a cat toy and computer scraps! Like hell he is letting her skills be nabbed by someone else to use.

Over a period of years 'backup' becomes making new guns and ammo for Jason to use behind Bruce's back. Fully employed with benefits a few hours after she graduates in a secret portion of Wayne Industries Jason controls.

Danny, Tucker and Valerie all move to Gotham with Sam's help. The small home with enough space for them all to live comfortably around each other.

Phantom, Huntress and TooFine all join Sam in her employment after tests thrown their way and become valuable members to Jason's cause.

Bruce is wondering who there new people are and how Jason has deprived Joker of his resources doing the work of 5 people. The fake names of the new residents in the city bringing up bland online profiles and charity work that make him very suspicious.