I have this idea for a post but I feel like you would do it justice.
Basically, Danny is yeeted through a dimensional portal and reincarnated as the clone son of Tim and Connor(from when Tim cloned Connor during his death). This little shit wakes up after that, when Connor has already been found, as a six year old gremlin with a need for chaos.
Que pranks!
I don’t have much more than that so I will leave this in your capable hands.
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"Master Bruce, if I have to remind you to fix your tie one more time, Gotham will be without its protecter for many months to come!" Alfred snapped - actually snapped - from where he was attempting to reorganize the entirey of the Emberald Sitting room.
Right now, he moved all the furniture and all the wall directions. He was just adding some tastefully done flower pots to make the place look inviting but also regal.
It had been six hours, and from the looks of it, Alfred had not found the balance he desperately wanted. He started over four times. His patience was all but gone.
Bruce's hands snap to his tie, scrambling to get it set just right. He moves it only slightly to the left - not making much difference - with a nervous smile. Alfred's teeth snap shut with a click, and his eyes blaze with frustrated rage as he rounds the coffee table toward the billionaire.
Bruce looks to be holding back a scream.
Dick winces, sinking into his chair lest the aged Butler turns his ire onto him. He knows why this evening has to be just right. Especially to Alfred, but gosh, he could not handle how terrifying the butler could be.
It's just for one dinner and one evening. Dick tells himself. Once Alfred can finally say he married one of us off, things will return to normal.
"Honestly! If you didn't walk around looking like an unkeept vagabond all the time, maybe there would be a Lady of the House by now!" Alfred sneered at a pale-looking Bruce.
Or maybe Timmy bringing Kon over to announce their engagement means Alfred will try to marry the rest of us off harder. Dick despairs as Bruce endures another tongue-lashing. He wants to go help, but if he moves even an inch from his seat, Alfred might realize Dick is still in the room.
He can't afford to anger the beast any further.
"And you, Master Dick!" Alfred suddenly rounds on Dick, pointing one long finger into his face, with narrowed eyes and the grim reaper at his shoulder. Oh, dear.
Thankfully, that's when the doorbell rings. At once, Alfred's face clears into an excited smile. "They're here! I'll let them in right away; you lads, gather the rest of the family. And remember, we must make a great impression! Tonight is the night we invite Mister Kon into the family!"
The butler doesn't quite skip out of the room, but the bristle walking with a chipper head turning is the close that Dick has ever seen him do.
"I'm so happy for Tim." Bruce mutters,"but I can not handle any more reminders that I haven't had a spouse."
"Tell me about it," Dick sighs, following after his father into the hallway and down to the dining hall. He can distantly hear Alfred opening the door and greeting the two. "A hour ago, he made seven passive agressive reminders that Tamaraneans propse with a dinner and a mock battle. Seven. I mean, how does he even know what Tamaraneans do when courting?"
"It's Alfred." Bruce tells him, taking a seat at the head of the table. Dick sits in the chair to his right as the oldest and First Heir- considering the reply. It makes sense.
Damian, Cass, and Duke walk in, not even a moment later. All are dressed better than any gala Bruce could have dragged them off, too. He is rather impressed that Damian is a red suit that makes even Bruce pale in comparison. Then again, he is the only one besides Alfred who has an eye for such things.
"Has he already proposed, or is he doing it at dinner table and were all supposed to act supirse?" Duke asks while sitting down. "I want to know what kind of face I should have prepared"
"The clone has asked Father for his blessing in his courtship with Timothy. He knew we would have figured out his plans when that blunder. It is no surprise." Damian huffs. Dick knows he's just upset that his big brother is going to get married and move out soon. He's adorable when he's territorial.
"I can confirm that Kon hasn't asked yet." Steph announces, strutting into the room in all her purple gown glory. Behind her, the Row sbilings wander in with matching celtic blue suits, making Dick grin. It's always nice to see people appreciate the best color. "Tim isn't the type of person to not show off his ring whenever he has a chance."
"I've always wanted to see a real-life popersoal!" Jarro gasps, flying into the room with his own little suit on. It's a nice black with green undertones just like Bruce's.
He lands in the miniature chair with a dinner dining set Alfred had special ordered for him.
It sits on top of where a regular dining set usually is, always the second chair on Bruce's left, because he is literally the favorite. Bruce denies it, but they all see the tender smile he throws the floating star.
The Wayne kids know. Jarro is too precious and hilarious, so none of them mind that he's the favorite. In fact, Dick has half the mind that he's the favorite of the majority of the family.
Jason leans over to pat Jarro's head, grinning when the little starfish swears. He adores when the kid randomly curses out of Aldred's hearing range.
"Shh, they're coming!" Cullen says from where he was lingering by the door, hoping to see Tim and Kon. He always looked up to the older boys as someone who had been forced into the closet for his own protection.
Seeing people like him helped ease the fear, and Dick feels his smile wideing when Cullen scrambles back to his seat. He's so excited he's practically in the Speed Force.
Alfred opens the door first, stepping to the side to allow the guest to enter first. Dick feels himself sit up straighter, the moment really setting in, Kon is going to propose to his younger brother.
His little Timmy is growing up-
"Wow, this place is big!" A child says, running into the room. Who the heck is he? "It's amazing, Dad!"
"Slow down. You don't want to fall." Tim laughs, rubbing the stranger's hair with a soft smile.
"It's okay, Dad. I'm strong!" The boy flexes his tiny arms. Tim laughs again as Kon crouches down to the little boy's height.
"Woah! Look at all those musceles. You're going to help me protect your dad, son?"
"Yeah Pa, I'll be the strongest super or robin ever!"
"Tim? Who might this lovely chum be?" Bruce cuts in, voice slightly strained. No one calls him out on it since they are staring wide eye at the tiny little boy who looks like an exact copy of Tim at age five.
Dick knows because he was one of the few in the Wayne's who saw Tim at that age. He's practically a clone to oh no.
Dick thinks he's having a heart attack.
Tim looks up at them before a brillient glowing smile breaks across his face. "Everyone, Kon and I have an announcement to make!"
Kon wraps an arm around his waist, sending adoring looks to man in his arms before they both hold up their left hand.
There are twin silver bands on both of their fingers. "We got married in Las Vegas, and we have a son! I like you all to meet Danny Drake-Kent! I made him when I thought Kon was dead."
"I am Danny, clone of Kon-el and Tim Drake. Fear me if you dare!" His voice squeaks. Squeaks.
Scratch that, Dick knows he's having a heart attack.
You can hear a pin drop in the silence his announcement cause, as Danny puffs up his chest and floats a few inches off the grown.
Oh, great heavens, Dick is an uncle.
"A fellow clone, son!" Jarro cheers from his little table. He slams two of his star points on the table to a beat that he speaks to. "One of us. One of us."
Danny's blue eyes land on the star fish and widen. He raises both arms into the air chanting back. "One of us. One of us. One of us!"
"It's awesome is what it is!" Steph cries, jumping up from her seat. "Hi, Danny! I'm you, Auntie Steph! I'm the cool one."
"Isn't this lovely? Master Tim not only has a husband but a child as well. Unlike some Masters." Aldred doesn't quite glare at Bruce, but he doesn't have to. The Waynes know who he means as Bruce wince.
Danny pauses in his chanting to look her up and down, staring pointily at her plum colored dress before humming. "That's a bold statement for an eggplant."
Steph gapes at him as Tim roars with laughter.
Oh, Dick is going to love this kid. He leaves his seat, trying to get to his nephew as the rest of the family attempts to do the same. Damain makes alarming threats to Kon, letting him know he would easily take him out if he detects a hint of mistreatment to his brother and new nephew.
The Waynes act like they can't hear the threat because they all have their own versions of the shovel talk prepared. They just have to get the clone alone.
It's a nice dinner.
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…uhh the attack titan’s ability to see into the future… which causes eren to know that he is going to be with you… but he doesn’t know when or how…
the catalyst for it all was eren brushing by you one day. just a small graze of your body against his. of course, he had seen you before, interacted with you before. but this was the first time he’s ever actually touched you.
feeling your soft skin was enjoyable enough for eren. but there was more. without much control over it, there was a flash of a memory that eren could see, a spark of a memory that eren could experience.
in his vision, there was a beautiful meadow. blades of green decorating all of eren’s peripheral. the sky was painted different hues of oranges and pinks, a naturally beautiful mix of colors that provided a sense of peace.
and in that vision, he saw you. he was with you. holding your hand, caressing your skin with his finger. you were so absolutely beautiful; ethereal, even. and in that moment, everything felt right. you, the sky, the clouds. you blended with the world in such a harmonious fashion.
needless to say, that little interaction between you two shifted the way eren saw you. he swooned over you, he fawned for you, he desired you. and he knew he would have you, eventually.
despite knowing you’ll be his, he’s super shy around you. every moment alone with you makes him question if “it’s time”. if it’s leading up to the moment he saw in his vision. for eren, the idea that you’ll be looking up at him with bright eyes and a caring smile, makes him incredibly nervous. he so badly wants that day to come already. he so badly wants to whisper sweet nothings to you, to allow yourself to be absorbed into his embrace.
eren was devoted to you.
you noticed eren’s change of behavior gradually. at first, it was just subtle glances thrown your way. however, as time went on, eren started to talk to you more. there were conversations that lasted for hours, carving away uncertainties and worries, and replacing them with hopes and ambitions. undoubtedly, eren held onto every word you spoke, providing you with so much unwavering attention.
and the way he looked at you… it was something you’ve never experienced before. sweetness and affection dripped from his gaze. his irises seemed to illuminate whenever you spoke with him, especially whenever your eyes met his. it was extremely intense. briefly, the two of you would take in each other, silently admiring one another.
however, there were points in time where eren’s eyes would show deep vulnerability. you could quite literally see the despair that rested behind his eyes, the unrelenting torment he must be going through. he was an undoubtedly scarred soul. yet, you could accept that about him.
his anger was something that you tried to help him with. when he would start to work himself up, you would be by his side to try and rationalize his feelings. he was certainly allowed to be angry, but you were always there to remind him that you were there for him, and not to let his feelings consume him. it took a long time of convincing, but eren seemed to genuinely take your words to heart.
but there was one thing that you couldn’t shake from him. and that was his overly protective nature. there would be moments where eren would get intensely aggressive at others, especially other men. eren wasn’t subtle about it either. if any guy flirted with you, or asked you out, they would seemingly avoid you at all costs the next day. the men would make claims that eren threatened them, telling them not to interact with you anymore.
despite it all, eren was gentle and kind to you. it was really only you that got that treatment, though. everyone else was treated with indifference at best, hostility at worst. but with you, none of that abrasiveness was present. his voice was calm and his touch was soft, almost hesitant.
eren had a hard time keeping his hands away from you. every moment you two shared alone together, he would embrace you, in very subtle ways. shyly caressing your cheek with his hand, or tilting his head onto your shoulder. each touch from him was met with embarrassed laughs, neither one of you knowing how or when to make the next move.
until one day, eren sees you sitting peacefully in a grass field. you are sitting a significant distance away from the other soldiers, using this downtime as a chance to read. you’re perched underneath a large oak tree when you notice eren near you. with sweetness oozing from your voice, you call him over.
carefully, somewhat cautiously, eren joins you. as eren sits with you, he silently admires you. the way you brighten up when you speak with him. the kind and considerate words you give him. just sitting with you, absorbing the world with you; there’s nothing more eren could ask for.
well, if he could ask for more, it would be to have you melt from his embrace. to have you tell him how much you love him. just as much as he loves you. and right now, staring at you, listening to your honeyed voice- caused an insatiable desire deep within eren. it was overwhelming. it was suffocating. he needed you. if only he could just…
as eren is lost in thought, he consumes you with his gaze. without seeming to realize it, you do the same; eyes simply locked on one another while the world falls silent.
very curtly, you lean into eren, giving him a small kiss on his cheek. it’s just a small embrace, a momentary act of affection. but eren knows, and you know, that it means so much more. absolutely so much more.
before you can fully pull away from eren, he wraps his arms delicately around you. as you melt into him, he graces you with a kiss, shyly locking his lips against yours. there’s a hint of mint, a subtle sweetness on his lips. his fingers dance around your skin, trailing his hands along your body, feeling you as if it would be the last sensation he’d experience. his embrace is so soft, so absolutely gentle and warm.
the sky around you slowly transitioned into a clash of pinks and oranges. the breeze is ever so slightly blowing through your hair and against your palms, while eren makes patterns in your skin with his fingers. as he pulls away from your lips, his vibrant turquoise eyes gaze at you with so much affection, so much undying softness.
eren didn’t know every aspect of his future. but in this moment, you love him. and that was enough for eren.
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I have a DP x DC AU brainworm about Danny and Tim being long lost siblings (twins or otherwise).
Because both of them have faced evil future versions of themselves who've almost ended the world in some way through altering time. If Clockwork had been watching Danny's world-ending timelines, then who's to say he wouldn't keep tabs on Tim's as well?
Imagine that the brothers had to be temporarily separated at a young age to ensure a peaceful future. Danny had to be in Amity Park to gain his ghost powers and become the new Ghost King. Meanwhile, Tim had to stay in Gothem to become the new Robin, something he'd have been less likely to do if Danny stayed in his life.
However, their separation was only supposed to be temporary. What if both Dan and Future Tim were from futures where they never reunited as teens? Heck, what if both of them were from the SAME future?
The Nasty Burger explosion happened, Danny killed Vlad and absorbed his soul, and became Dan. Dan grew too powerful for the GIW to handle anymore, so the government tried reaching out to the Justice League. But oops! Future Tim already killed off and tore down that whole organization, meaning the world no longer had it's protectors to stop this new foe.
Though they were strangers, the future brothers unwittingly collaborated in sealing the world's fate.
Back to the present, the Observants wanted Clockwork to get rid of Danny and also Tim before that timeline came to pass. What they didn't understand was Clockwork's plan.
See, the Infinite Realms needed a new monarch to replace Pariah Dark, but not just anyone would do. In timelines outside of Dan's future, the U.S government would've started a war with the Infinite Realms anyway. One that would guarantee Earth's destruction and offset the balance of other realms near it.
The war is set to start in Amity Park, but the information blackout is preventing it's citizens from getting outside help. Mid-to-late teen Danny can't bring down the Anti Ecto Acts alone. He'd be struggling to keep the Realms beings from invading his home as it is. And the government's iron grip on the city makes it nearly impossible for news to get out to the masses.
Danny being the brother of a vigilante detective across the country is another story.
Batman's mentorship would give Tim the training needed to eventually track down his lost sibling. And through Red Robin's connections to the Justice League, Danny could get help overturning the Anti Ecto Acts while he keeps declarations of war at bay on his end. Danny and Tim's combined efforts could be what's keeping the world at peace instead of ending it.
Long story short: Clockwork kills two birds with one stone by uniting a pair of long lost brothers through the prevention of an interdimensional war.
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