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amaramizuki666 · 1 year
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Dp x DC crossover
Ok so I had an idea what if all the main bat brothers where dateing the phenton siblings and didnt know. The pairings for this idea is Damian x dani(elle) phenton, tim x danny phenton, jason x jazz phenton, and dick x Dan phenton.
the chaos if one day when the brothers where hanging out one of them mentions their partners and how their last name was phenton then one of the other boys says that's their partners last name and then the other 2 also say their partners last name is phenton.
So they come to the most logical conclusion and say their partners names, and their just like oh their siblings until tim says his boyfriend danny is trans ftm and his dead name was juzeal (ju-zel). So they all assume after that since all of them are paranoid idots is that danny, Elle, jazz, and Dan where the same person and are useing them for something. They cant agree on what damion thinks it's a trick by the league, jason thinks it's one of the pepole hes killed relatives comeing for revenge, tim thinks it's for money, and dick thinks it's to kill Bruce.
So they are all upset thinking the loves of their lives are lying to them. Then jason says "how about we all invite them to a dinner to meat the fam on the same day" so they did. And where all very confused when all of them got the reply 'sure why not'.
So the dinner was at a restaurant they completely rented out so they would be the only ones there. Damion and elle arrived first sittling down. Then jason arrived with jazz. Then dick and dan, and lastly danny and tim. So everyone is just staring at eachother when Danny craked the joke "well I guess we do have similar taste huh guys". Elle bursted out laughing, dan and jazz rolled their eyes dan saying "well we are siblings".
The brothers are suprised but happy knowing their original conclusion on then being siblings was correct, now everyone wants to know how they all met.
Ok that's the idea also I kinda wanna write this as a series I'm thinking calling my au cork board because of all the theorys the brothers come up with. Also the the last name phenton instead of Fenton or nightingale is I like to think danny came up with it on the spot without jazz's supervision and 5 nights of no sleep.
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viktory-arts · 4 years
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But It’s a Really Long Song Chapter 8: The Mims: The First Practice
When Rosamie walked into Johnathan High’s gym, she didn’t expect to see Lizzy Phenton standing there, looking awkward as she held the ball with unsure hands. Her frizzy black hair was tied tight into a ponytail, making a massive mane of hair explode from the back of her head. She was either looking at the floor or at the ball, never seeming to decide which one was better. 
Her sisters, Analyn and Darna, noticed where she was looking and Darna smiled knowingly.
“‘S that your new friend, Rosie?” Darna asked and the littlest sister shrugged a bit, shifting her gym bag from one shoulder to the other. Analyn watched Lizzy with careful eyes, analytical.
“She’s not my friend per se, but I think we’re almost there!” Rosamie whispered excitedly and Darna ruffled her sister’s hair with affection. Analyn stopped watching Lizzy to turn her attention towards her sisters, a tired smile on her face.
“Come on, we gotta get ready, practice starts in about twenty.” Analyn began to make her way towards the doors that led to the girls’ locker room. Soon though, her sisters shoved her out of the way, to which Analyn made an affronted noise.
“What the hell, you two!” She yelled, but her sisters weren’t listening. They were racing, presumably. Rosamie was a little quicker than Darna, but Darna had the advantage of just fucking throwing her bag right at Rosamie’s back oh my God-
“You two, behave!” Analyn yelled, stomping over to help Rosamie up, and glared at Darna who just scratched her head sheepishly. Analyn just sighed, wondering why she had to be the voice of reason between them. She wasn’t the oldest, it was supposed to be Darna’s job dammit!
“Let’s go get ready. Calmly.” Analyn glared and her two sisters nodded, Rosamie picked her tossed back off the ground, same as Darna. 
As they were passing by, a tall Hispanic girl walked by the sisters, head down, feet shuffling across the wooden gym floor. She was fiddling with her hands and muttering to herself, probably trying to self-soothe herself.
Poor girl, Analyn thought as she opened the door to the girls’ locker room. When she opened the door, she was met with loud voices and laughing. Rosamie had no second thoughts before rounding the corner of the locker room, and smiled brightly at the prospect of meeting her new teammates.
Before the girls in the locker room noticed the sisters, the sisters took in the room and the girls themselves. One tall girl of asian descent was talking with an equally tall, but much more bulky girl that Darna recognized as Jaqueline. They seemed to be talking about basketball, go figure.
 In the corner of the room, two girls were getting changed together, and talking as they did so. The girl with dark brown hair must’ve said something funny, as the girl with the short-cut brown hair stopped pulling up her shorts to ugly-snort at whatever she had just said. The girl who said the joke pointed and laughed the girl, a twinkle of fondness in her deep brown eyes.
In the other corner, there was an African-American girl talking with three other people, one of them of Hispanic, judging by her soft accent when she spoke in kind to the others. A skinny, tan girl with gold-rimmed glasses shoved the Hispanic girl with a hand, laughing as she did so. The blond-haired girl tied her hair up, revealing hearing aids that adjourned her small pink-tinted ears.
 A very tall girl with a high, strawberry-blonde bun that sat atop her head walked towards where the three sisters were standing, bumped into Darna on accident as she had been fiddling with her water bottle and a toy in her hand.
Darna, thankfully, took it in stride and asked if the girl was okay. The tall girl looked a little fearfully at the sisters, before her eyes darted away from all of their gazes, refusing to meet any of theirs. 
“Y-yes. I am okay. S-sorry for bumping into you.” She quickly made her exit, eyes trained towards the floor, shoulders high and tight. Darna tried to reach out, but Analyn gripped her reaching hand and shook her head.
“I don’t think she’d like being touched.” Analyn said simply and Darna nodded, not quite getting it, but she knew her sister was usually right about these kinds of things, so she listened without argument. 
Rosamie took this opportunity to run off without either of her sisters knowing, skirting away quickly to throw on her practice clothes and tie up her short, dark brown hair. When her sisters noticed this, they quickly followed suit and got ready, leaving before any of the other girls in the locker room noticed them.
When the sisters walked out and began their way towards the ball cart, Analyn noticed that the really tall girl was talking quietly to the girl with the black hair, which sort of surprised the middle sibling, as she expected both of them to stick to themselves. Maybe they knew each other?
Rosamie, once again, ran ahead and grabbed a ball and dribbled confidently towards the two quietly conversing girls, too fast for Analyn to gain control of her; to tell her that they were talking and that she shouldn’t interrupt.
The youngest Mims sister, unsurprisingly, interrupted the two girls, leading to the tall girl to turn away and play with her toy as Lizzy looked a little lost at the sudden interruption.
“Hey, Lizzy! Who’s your friend?” Rosamie nodded her head towards the girl not facing them, obviously not picking up on the girl’s discomfort.
“Their name’s Nova.” Lizzy answered and Rosamie nodded and ran around to try and meet the tall girl’s, now known as Nova, gaze. Nova turned away again, and Rosamie, still not picking up on Nova’s discomfort, tried again. 
She was stopped when Lizzy grabbed her arm and yanked her away from Nova and back to her side. Rosamie looked confusedly at Lizzy, and the black-haired girl huffed a breath and set her slightly-annoyed expression on her freckled face.
“They’re autistic, they don’t like being forced to look at someone, or talk for that matter. They’re nervous.” Lizzy explained matter-of-factly and Nova turned around to look at Lizzy with a slightly concerned expression on Nova’s face.
“I-I’m not nervous…” They trailed off, and Lizzy shook her head and took Nova’s hand gently, surprising the tall girl.
“You’re allowed to be nervous, isn't that what Markus tells you all the time?” Lizzy said and Rosamie remembered slightly of the other Phenton twin, Markus Phenton. Rosamie thought that she was intruding on a special, tender moment between the two girls and finally left the two girls alone.
When she went back to her sisters, Darna cuffed her on the back of the head. Rosamie whined and rubbed her head, while Analyn shook her head and looked at the youngest with a knowing glare.
“You should know better than to bother people that don’t want to talk, Ros.” Analyn shook her head and Rosamie properly bowed her head in shame.
A few minutes later, all the girls from the locker room filed their way into the slightly-too-cold gym, each grabbing a ball and beginning to shoot or practice moves. Rosamie, Analyn, and Darna began to play a quick game of pig.
The entire gym was interrupted from their lazy goofing-off when the gym doors were opened and a man with crutches walked in.
“Hello, girls. Baseline!” The coach yelled and every girl went to put their ball back, some sprinting, some taking a leisurely jog to the ball cart. 
When all of the girls were lined up, some shaking with excitement, others with nervousness, and some with apathetic expressions on their face, the coach made his way to the middle of the floor and Rosamie could see that he was missing part of his left leg.
“My name’s Coach Seaburg.” He looked at the girls and smiled a little ferally. “Seems like we got a couple of new faces.” He pointed right at Lizzy and said with a small smirk, taking in her small frame and unsure posture
 “What’s your name, shorty?”
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amaramizuki666 · 1 year
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dp x dc crossover
    so this goes with my cork board au this will be how dan and dick met. tell me in the comments witch cupole yall want me to do next (danny x tim) (dani x daimon) (jazz x jason) and like always feel free to addon or rewrite. Also important for the story unlike danny, dan has a fire core. Lastly triggerwarning blood/death
dick was tired he was working a particularly annoying case along with a case for his nighttime persona, bruce asked him to help look into a meta vigilante that tims working with as RR and who avoids the others besides RH. “hay grason can you show tho rookie around” one of dicks co workers asks “sure” dick replies and turns to his coworker and the newbie.
  the newboie is not what he expected. instead of the twigs most newbies start as dick sees a 6′6 tank of a man with pale blue hair that seemed to defy gravity, glowing red eyes, and pale green skin. dick also noted that he didn't appear to be breathing. ‘so a meta’ dick thought and stuck his hand out “sup newbie im richard grason, but most people call me dick, while we are in unifore just call me officer grayson”. the guy smiled flashing his fangs and taking dicks hand “its a pleasure to meet you officer grayson, im dan phenton” winking at dick. dick felt a chill go up his spine. ‘this guy was going to be a distraction’ dick thought wile looking dan up and down, the bi panic is real right now.
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after a few months of taking occasional cases with officer phenton (just call me dan, surger) dick and him ended up becoming official work partners always taking cases together. one day the get called out to a possible domestic abuse case. a neighbor called claiming to hear the wife scream and and then the apartment go quiet. 
dan and dick arrived and ended up having too bust down the door to the house dick was the first to enter and the first to see the husband standing over his barely recognizable wifes mangled body. dan noticed something was off the husbands back was turned towards them his right hand was out of their sight. “put your hands up, turn around slowly then get on your knees. your under arrest” dick orders his gun drawn. the man doesn't move. dick walk over to the man about to put his hand on his shoulder “wait grayson something's not right-” dans words where cut short when the man twisted around. dan finally saw what was in his hand but by then it was too late, dick was already on the floor with a kitchen knife lodged in his gut.
  dick didn't understand what happened he just went down, hes been stabbed before this should be nothing. “grayson!” dick heard his partner yell, he tried to respond but his voice failed him, his throat was unbearably dry. his vision was going dark. dicks last thoughts before fadeing to his suprise wasn't about his family, it was about if dan was ok.
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everything was quit besides a faint beeping in the background. dick opened his eyes blinking as his eyes adjusted to the brightness of the room. he was in the hospital. dick turned his head to see not bruce or any of  his siblings but dan in civilian clothing. he was leaning on his arm while his glowing red eyes practically glared at the folder he was looking over. dick watched as his partners wispy hair flicker like fire. his gaze traveled to his partner's face. his jawline was sharp and his face well defined if he didnt make it as a cop he could've become an actor or model. 
 dick knows he shouldn't be ogling his partner (work partner nothing more). but over the months they've worked together dick as grown to like the flirtatious man. and dick didn't care about the whole meta thing either, in fact dick thought dan,s inhumanly aparince was appealing. “your awake” dans deep voice sounded through the room  and dick snapped out of his gaze. “yeah, um what happened?” dick asked “you where stabbed” dan said deadpanning. 
“you know what i meant dan, what happened after that.” dick says. “well the women survived she will be permanently scarred but shell live. and as for the perp hes dead” dan shrugs “what do you mean dead?!” dick presses. dans eyes stare into dicks “the perp took a gallon of cooking oil, dumped it on himself, then lit himself on fire. He burned to death. i couldn't do anything to stop him”. dans voice was flat and unsympathetic, dick could tell he was lying.
"Dan tell me the truth, I promise I won't be upset" dick says calmly, dick knew his partner, he could tell even under the guise of cruelty dan tried to put up, he could see the guilt. Dan sighed and placed the folder down "I lost control" he says, dick feels the room grow warmer around him.
"You lost control? Of you abilitys?" Dick questions. Dan had never talked to dick about his abilitys, the only thing hes ever said about them where that they where dangerous. "Yeah when I saw you get stabbed i lost it, and i- I screamed" dan sighs before continuing "apparently one of my abilities has mutated over the years what used to be a simple sonic scream attack ended up causing that basterd to spontaneously combust". Dan was looking down his wispy hair acting more wild than usual, dick learned over time that ment dan was upset.
Dick sat up and placed his hand on Dan's shoulder. "Its ok nobody has to know" dick said and dan looked at him suprised, and honestly dick was suprised himself but dick knows if this goes into their report dan will be treated unfairly. Dan is already treated bad because of his unwillingness to take bribes like dick, but also for his meta status.
"Why? What would you get out of that?" Dan asked dick laughed and said "a date would be nice" winking, as a joke to lighten the mood. Dan smiled flashing his oh so sexy fangs saying "sure I was planning to ask you out anyway, but grayson next time pick a time where you hadnt just been stabbed and the guy you asked out didnt just confess to murder, ok suger". Dick felt his face flush with embarrassment from the agile timing. To be fair dick was jokeing buuuut he wasnt going to look a gift horse in the mouth, hes getting a date out of this.
"Sooo does Tuesday night sound" dicl says smiling, "get better by then, and I think it will be great" dan says smirking down at dick and leaning in giving him a peck on the forehead. Yeah dick is really wishing he asked dan out in better circumstances but hey it worked out.
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Ok I need a ship name for these two like jazz x jason is anger management, and tim x danny is brain dead(before I thought it was dead tired but nope), I also need one for damion x dani.
I have no ideas for dick x dan
But for damion x dani I was thinking traveling assassin/ serious joke/ traveling swordsmen
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