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livinghalfway · 3 months ago

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Younger Years Pt. 9

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Summary: Damian gets temp de-aged to 6yrs old; cue him asking where his twin is. This is how everyone finds out about Danny's existence. Word Count: 2219

Robin was silent as he moved in sync with Batman and Orphan as they jumped from rooftop to rooftop. His chest simmered with anticipation the closer they got to tonight's targets. It had taken almost everyone to stop him from leaving the cave when the location had been confirmed. The only thing that truly stopped him in the end though was information, information on who took his brother just earlier today.

The GIW or otherwise known as the Ghost Investigative Ward. The name alone normally would have been enough for him to write the group off as a joke. That was before Drake had shown them all the government official paperwork backing them up though.

It was quickly determined that the organization must have set up somewhere around Crime Alley as the van wasn't seen again on the cameras. That is something that Robin would have loved to sic Red Hood on knowing that he would not take kindly to others causing problems in his backyard.

Alas, Jason hasn't been talking to any of them for the past week or so after his argument with Bruce. Even going as far to get rid of all tracking devices connected to himself. Normally, the family would let him take his time away to cool off, but this situation is not something that they can simply wait for.

It was decided that Nightwing would be the one to find and explain to Hood all that has happened over the past few hours. Meanwhile, Red Robin and Spoiler are out on their normal patrol routes as well as on active standby for back-up if this interrogation starts to go south.

"ETA two minutes, are targets still in place?" Batman asks through the comms as the three of them slow to a stop on a nearby building; waiting for the all clear to approach.

"Targets haven't moved, you're good to proceed at will." Oracle's voice is calm and even as she responds. "The lights are on, anticipate them being awake and aware."

"Noted."

With that they all make their way closer to the entry point, and it isn't until they're standing on the balcony that they hear the target's voices coming from inside the hotel room. Batman gives a sign to stay quiet as they listen in.

"- not answering any of our calls, and now it's pitch black outside! It's been hours, Sam!"

"Which is why we need to come up with a plan for what we're going to do tomorrow. Going out this late into Gotham is just asking for trouble."

"Right, a plan." the voice is stressed, "We need to figure out what had Danny running out of the building first and foremost then. Something about that place had him on edge, from the moment we got there he was acting weird."

"You don't think it has anything to do with Damian Wayne do you? I always assumed his adamant avoidance was a joke, but Danny said he would run if he saw him and he did just that."

Hearing about how his brother was avoiding him was not getting any easier.

"But why? Clone? Alt-self? That's not something that would scare Danny away this much."

"…What about a twin?" the feminine voice sounds hesitant to even voice the thought. If only she knew how right she was. Which is exactly why they need to interrupt this conversation now before they can think about it any further.

Batman seems to think the same thing as he knocks on the balcony door not a moment after. From inside the room all sounds quickly deafen for a few seconds before a quiet masculine voice asks, "Hello?"

"You did not just say hello!"

"I panicked ok!"

His father knocks once more, and this time the door separating them is opened very slowly. In front of them now stands Samantha Manson with Tucker Foley standing not too far behind her.

"Batman, Orphan, and Robin," she says slowly as she looks at them, "is there a reason you're here?"

"Let's discuss inside," his father says.

"Can you answer my question first?" Sam asks, her voice full of judgement and determination now.

Neither group does anything for a few seconds, and once it becomes clear that the girl wasn't going to give in Batman lets out a quiet sigh, "It's about your friend, Daniel Fenton."

The two teens immediately snap their heads to look at one another at those words; eyes filled with shock. Whatever silent conversation they seem to be having comes to an end with a nod from them both. Sam then moves aside, and opens the door to let them inside.

The first thing Robin does once inside is fully take in the appearance and body language of the two targets. While Sam put on a confident front it was obvious to tell how nervous she was right now. Tucker on the other hand wasn't trying to hide his own emotions right now.

Looking at them it's hard to think that these are the people whom Danyal would call friends. That despite only knowing each other for four years probably knows more about his own brother than he does.

"What about Danny?" Tucker quietly asks. "Do you know where he is?"

"A witness saw him getting grabbed and reported it. The vehicle had G.I.W. written on it, and the information we found on them seemed concerning. Do you know anything about them?" Batman calmly states.

The anger that rises from Sam is immediate, "The GIW! The GIW has Danny!"

Robin was meant to be silent during this interrogation, but that doesn't stop him from speaking up anyways, "So you do know who they are, what do they want with your friend?"

Sam with anger still ringing turns away, and starts to pace across the room. Tucker meanwhile starts to fidget with his hands as he answers with a question of his own instead, "What- what do you know about the Anti-Ecto Acts?"

"Explain them." Batman practically demands.

"They basically say that all ecto-entities are non-sentient, and can therefore be captured and experimented on."

At the same time Oracle's voice comes through the comms, "I'm looking at them now, B. I don't know how anything like this got passed, but this is going to need the Justice League stepping in to put a stop to it."

"Hm, and what do they classify as being an ecto-entity?"

"Well," Tucker looked towards Sam who was still fuming in the corner, "uh…"

"Worried, scared, nervous, apprehensive, why?" Orphan says gently as she speaks to him.

"Is there a reason you are hesitant to answer?" Robin questions as well. If there's more to this they will need to know now.

Before Tucker can answer any of the questions thrown at him a loud thumping sound fills the room. That is when Sam storms back over to her friend's side, cradling the hand that she hit the wall with. "Maybe he doesn't want to because you're all asking questions as if you don't already know the answer to begin with!"

Batman tilts his head before asking, “Why do you think we know?”

“You’re Batman! You really want to look me in the eyes, and tell me you don’t know?” The Manson girl does have a point, Robin decides. The fact that Batman does in fact not know the full story for what is happening is astounding especially when it’s something causing trouble in Gotham. “As if you don’t agree with them!”

“The fact that these acts came to be is a huge negligence on both my and the Justice League part. They were not something that was known to us as of today.” His father’s voice is soft, serious as he speaks. “What we need to know now though is how your friend, Daniel Fenton, comes into play. You said they are taking ecto-entities, what makes Daniel an ecto-entity?”

Both look as if they still don’t believe what Batman is saying. While he can appreciate that his brother’s friends aren’t immediately spilling all his secrets it is annoying that he doesn’t have the answers he needs to help Danyal. What Robin knows though is that something must have happened for his brother to be an “ecto-entity”.

“Can- can we have a few minutes to discuss alone?” Tucker asks with a nervous smile on his face. All that tells him though is that these two clearly know something that they don’t want to accidentally reveal.

At first it seems like Batman is going to decline the request, but Orphan speaks up before he can, “Yes, we will be waiting just outside.” Putting a hand on Batman's shoulder she gently turns him around, and gestures for both of them to exit the room. Unsurprisingly, he listens to her silent command.

Once the balcony door is closed Robin immediately starts his tirade, “They know something, and they don’t plan to tell us; it’s suspicious. These two will need to be heavily monitored from this point forward.”

“They're scared and don’t trust us. We all want to protect Danyal; give them a chance.” Orphan argues her point to him before her voice takes on a more gentle tone, “you’re jealous.”

“I’m not!” he defends himself while feeling his face heat up, “I’m just concerned! I have absolutely no reason to-!”

“Robin.”

“Batman!” Oracle says at the same time as his father, her voice urgent.

“Oracle report.”

“Nightwing checked in with me a few minutes ago about Red Hood, and it turns out he hasn’t been seen for two nights. The last night he was spotted was when he had a run in with Black mask’s gang. It was a rough fight for all parties included apparently. He’s checking out Hood’s apartment, and a few warehouses he’s been active in recently.”

“Hm and he’s not just with the Outlaws?”

“He’s never left the Alley unattended without some kind of notice before. Regardless of if he was avoiding everyone at the time.”

“Let me know once Nightwing checks in again.” Batman grunts, “Anything of importance retaining to our situation at hand?”

“I’m searching the GIW’s database now for everything they’re specially hunting for so I’d keep any more questions based around Danyal then the GIW themselves.”

“We’ll keep the rest of the interrogation brief then, and reconvene in the cave to discuss what you’ve found on the GIW.”

Robin wanted to make it known that he wasn’t happy with this decision as he would have preferred they stay for as long as needed to get every piece of information the two know. He keeps quiet though knowing that his father would not change his mind. Batman may see a couple of nervous kids trying to be brave in front of him, but he knows that they have the key to every question he has about his brother.

As if on cue though, a knock cuts through the air before it begins to slowly open to reveal Tucker, “We’re uh ready to continue now.”

Silently they step inside once more, and before anyone else can say anything Robin is already speaking up, “Why did the GIW take your friend?”

Batman gives him a disapproving look, but otherwise doesn’t say anything about his outburst.

They watch as Tucker takes a calming breath, and with a reassuring nod from Sam he finally gives them the intel they’ve been asking for, “Danny’s parents are ecto scientists, he’s grown up with this type stuff in his house. A while ago though he was alone down in the lab when one of the experiments they had been working on suddenly went wild.”

“After that Danny’s ‘ecto-levels’ were a lot higher, and because of that the GIW now considers him free game to take.” Sam finishes where Tucker left off.

When they finish their tale Robin makes sure to take a glance towards Orphan to see what she thinks about what they’ve been told. That is when he sees her subtly make a couple hand signs.

Lie. Half-truth.

He really wants to push them on the subject, but Batman puts a hand on his shoulder, a silent command to keep quiet for the time being as he takes over, “And they tracked him to Gotham, or was that just a coincidence?”

“Danny’s been having issues with the GIW for a while now. We found out that they were looking for someone here, and we decided to find them first; to give them a warning about what’s coming their way.” Sam responds.

Truth.

“Who? We can find them, and protect them. We’ll pass along anything you want them to know.”

“We didn’t have a name, all that we know is that they’re a revenant, and that the sensors the GIW use have picked them up all around Crime Alley.”

Truth.

“Revenant?”

“It’s- it’s someone who has returned from death.” She explains to them.

The room feels as if it’s suddenly much colder as they all take in the implications of what she said. There’s only one person they know that has returned from the dead, and frequents Crime Alley. Someone who is currently MIA, and doesn’t know that he is currently being hunted.

As if it couldn’t get any worse, Oracle has an update for them, “Code: 15H4G-RH. Red Hood has been taken.”

#dc x dp #dc x dp crossover #danny phantom #batfam #damian and danny are twins #dc x dp au #danyal al ghul

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spicysourchimken · 1 year ago

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Murder! Murder! Murder!

TRIGGER WARNING: discussions of death, murder, descriptions of corpses, gore and corpse desecration

(This Idea is loosely inspired by @/the-witchhunter's 'Ghost in the Morgue', please go check it out if you like this concept and have not yet read it)

[Other stuff in this AU: World Building]

Corpses au Danny, not just Corpse but Corpses. Every time Danny transforms he drops a new body, Danny honestly has lived with it long enough that it's funny at this point (and also. maybe made him a little weird about his own death and or deaths). This is not the same for Tim, who now has to deal with a potential serial killer.

Tim is looking into a string of strange and suspicious deaths that might point to the appearance of a new rogue, this results in him taking a visit to the morgue as Red Robin, only to meet a potential victim, Daniel Fenton the latest medical examiner for GCPD.

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Tim was the one who had found the first body a week ago. He'd been on patrol when he'd spotted it propped up against a dumpster in an alley. It couldn't have been there longer than an hour, the blood was far too fresh.

Tim had planned to just check out the scene and call it in, but then he actually saw the body. It'd been eviscerated, torso ripped open organs spilling out and its hands had been frozen to the ground- hell the entire body seemed to be coated in a layer of frost.

Tim kept tabs on the investigation, if anything for simple curiosity. Then they'd found the second body. Body frozen to the ground, same victim profile- but the death had been completely different. Slashed throat, face mutilated.

Then there was another, and this time Tim wanted to see it in person. This was either a serial killer or the start of a new rogue, and for Tim to be able to tell he needed to see. He sent word to Gordon, if anything more of a warning. He was greeted by the medical examiner.

Greeted was a strong word.

The medical examiner was... strange. Tim had heard news of him starting work and as far as Tim was aware of he was clean, and an almost boring person. The medical examiner that Tim met was unnerving. Pale, staring almost through him and carried blase attitude to his work.

What was worse is that he reminded so much of a corpse, not just a corpse but the corpse.

Then it struck him.

Fenton could be a target. Fenton could be the focus of the killer's obsession.

He'd have to keep tabs on Fenton, too bad he might be the most reckless Gotham citizen in existence.

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Gotham, admittedly hadn't been Danny's first pick after he finished medical school. Danny had always intended to become a medical examiner, dealing with your own corpses for years would do that do you. 'Finished' was the real problem, Danny had been doing well, great even but then he'd died. Twice. Real unfortunate really, hit and run and then poison, left him with a dry throat for weeks.

His own classmate apparently tried to kill him, which means it would be more than hard to actually finish medical school. That's fine, he had access to Tucker, an actual godsend who was able to make it look like he had all the proper qualifications... as long as you didn't look too hard.

Gotham was apparently pressed for a good medical examiner. All he needed to be was experienced.

Thankfully he had that in spades.

Things frankly only started going down hill last week. He'd made a habit of taking on requests between work, occultist avoided Gotham like the plague leaving him the only voice for the dead. Usually it was pretty easy gig, collect some momentos, help a few ghosts recognize they're dead. Until he'd had to deal with a Wraith.

It didn't go well. Danny was dead set on handling it as a human, appearing as Phantom could cause all matter of chaos. Danny had also not been informed that the claws of a wraith could pierce through human flesh so there's that. Danny was once again evicted from the mortal coil, dropping his own corpse and having to finish the fight off

Danny had planned to deal with his body after gaining his human form back and making sure that the thing could no longer return to the earthly plane. Turns out a bat got there first, turned the place into a crime scene. Just his luck he was beaten bloody enough to be unrecognizable.

His luck continued to go down hill when he was killed, not once, not twice but three times (this of course, wasn't accounting for the times he'd needed to go ghost). He'd gotten good at taking care of his bodies in Gotham at that point, or so he thought, until he was told he had not only a new body on his table and Red Robin waiting to be escorted to his morgue.

Now Danny has to juggle the growing chaos that it they spirits of Gotham while trying to make sure none of his bodies are identified, even if that means making a mess of Red Robin's investigations.

#for anyone wondering about the world building around Danny and his many many corpses feel free to send an ask because I got Thoughts #dc x dp #dpxdc #dp x dc #dp x dc au #tw death #tw murder #tw corpse #tw corpses #tw description of corpses

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help-itrappedmyself · 1 year ago

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Summoning Game Show Part 5

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I just spent an unnecessarily long time making A Quiz so I would have questions and answers ready to go, only to not put any of them in. And spend a ridiculously long time doing math because I had to redo it like three times. Numbers are not my strong suit. In any case I now have a fully functional Jeopardy game and the next part.

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It’s a close race. They were equal on the mountain track and neither really got sidetracked by Skulker on such a straightforward route. They made it to Zone Two almost even, but Jason almost immediately falls behind as Skulker hits him with a paintball. Being shot at shocked him more than anything, but realizing it was paint, he stopped trying to avoid it and just kept going, letting his armor deal with most of it. Skulker got bored and quickly went after Johnny instead, who got irritated and started a shouting match with Skulker as he drove. The different terrains meant they had to keep slowing down and speeding up, and Skulker got bored with the paintballs and started throwing water balloons instead. This was more annoying for the drivers because the water made the sand and mud trickier to drive on. Both Johnny and Jason both got their bikes temporarily stuck in mud and had to drag them back out while Skulker cackled above them.

Zone three allowed Jason to catch back up to Johnny. This was what he was used to and he was able to go faster with more confidence. Johnny and Jason separated after Skulker shot a net at them both. And they found each other again on a straightaway leading to the finish line. It was close at the end, but Jason managed to pull out ahead.

They shook hands at the finish line, walking back into the main room together. They separated when Johnny left to go back to the stands, followed closely by Skulker.

“Wonderful race, very intense, great driving all around.” Danny says, very entertained. “Well earned win, Jason. I’ll remind you this is what you have currently.”

“What letter would you like to guess?”

“I’ll take I.”

“Another vowel, very good.” Danny waves his hand again. “There are two I’s!

“The next challenge is trivia, which will be played by Red Robin as he is the only one who has yet to participate in a challenge.”

A new podium appears on stage as Danny’s podium rotates so the two are facing each other. Red Robin walks up to the new podium.

“ The theme is SPACE!” Danny is so excited he is practically bouncing. A jeopardy-looking game board appears on the screen. “ You have 6 categories, all space themed, they are: Earth, Other Planets, Space Numbers, Stars, Other Space Entities, and Spacecrafts! There are 9,000 possible points, you need to get at least 7,500 in order to win! The game can stop as soon as we’ve reached that number.”

Red, being Red, decides to do all the hardest questions first. He starts at the bottom left corner, gets the first question right. Tim thinks since he got the hardest one he could probably finish out the Earth category pretty easily, so he goes down the list and gets them all correct.

With 1,500 points he decides to start the next category with the hardest question as well. This is his first wrong answer. He starts going up the list, and gets the 400 incorrect for this category as well. Danny is disappointed. The rest of the boys are infinitely relieved that Tim is the one doing the trivia part. They probably would have lost already.

Tim does get the rest of the ‘Other Planets’ category correct and moves on with 2,100 points and 6,000 points left on the board. He decides to start ‘Space Numbers’ with the 100 point question and keeps going, acing the whole category. He now has 3,600 points. With 4,500 points left on the board he needs 3,900 more points. This means he can only lose 600 more points. He aces the ‘Stars” category, then moves on to ‘Other Space Entities’. He misses the last question, leaving him with 6,100 points and 1,500 left on the board. Tim can only afford to miss the 100 point question, so he decides to start at 500 and get it over with.

He continues until he reaches the 200 point question. If Tim answers this one he will win, and he does so correctly the screen changes to shoots of confetti.

#batman #danny phantom #dcxdp #dpxdc #dc x dp crossover #alternate universe #tim drake #redrobin #jason todd #red hood #skulker #johnny 13 #space!!!#summoning game show #my writing #fanfiction

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flamingpudding · 2 years ago

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The Ghost King is my Uncle Drabbles

A/N: The original this sorta ties too: Original One Shot

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Shovel Talks

Constantine swore up a storm of course only mentally. It wasn't like he was going to voice any of his thoughts right now. Not when he was faced with the good damn Ghost King. All he wanted was to summon one of his contracted demons to gather some information and what did he get the fucking Ghost King.

"Trench coat! We meet again. You worked on your manners, I hope?"

"Of course your majesty." Well he didn't but he avoided the freaking bats like crazy.

"Well I gotta thank you. Well you and my In-Law that's busy and asked me to substitute for your call since we meet and before and so on." The Ghost King casually waved his hand in a dismissive manner before looking around with his eyes sparkling in recognition and it sent a shudder down Constantine's back. "You are giving me the perfect opportunity."

Did… did the Ghost King just pull out a green glowing sword from a fucking portal and why did he have that glint in his eyes? Constantine paled. Why did this have to happen to him?

"If you will excuse me for a moment. I need to look for a Kryptonian real quick. I will deal with your problem right after. Promise."

With that the Ghost King phased through the floor apparently in search of Superman who just happened to be in the watchtower today. Fuck. Constantine run out of the room in mild panic and pushed whoever was on communication aside as he dialed for the bats. The moment someone on their end pick up he didn't bother to explain anything and just shouted for one of them to get their fucking ass here as fast as possible or superman was going to be history!

Okay that might also have sent the people witnessing his panic into chaos but this was a fucking emergency.

It was only minutes later that Batman did indeed arrived together with Nightwing and Red Robin with the Zeta-Tube at the watchtower to bear witness to Superman getting cornered by the Ghost King with Constantine bound by echo-bindings for apparently having annoyed the Ghost King with his pleading to spare the Kryptonian.

"Now I am sure I don't have to repeat myself but, IF you ever hurt Baby Bat a fate way worse than the Soul Shredder and the Nightmare Realm will be the least of your problems. The last guy that hurt my family is still in there and I will gladly make you permanently join him."

A cough resounded and Danny turned his head, a bright smile on his face as he spotted his little nephew and two of the little babies.

"Baby Bat, Baby Menace and Baby Stalker! I will be done in a little bit!"

"Ghost Ki-"

"Uncle Danny."

Batman let out a suffering sigh as Nightwing and Red Robin snickered.

"Uncle Danny. Why are you threatening Superman?"

"Because Jazz forbade me to use the Soul Shredder on humans but Superman is not human so I am allowed to use it on him."

"Uncle Danny, why do you want to use the 'Soul Shredder'" -as a joke Nightwing used air quotes- "on the him in the first place?"

"Shovel talk."

Batman chocked and Red Robin spluttered as Nightwing had a hard time suppressing a laugh. Constantine and Superman gapped at the Ghost King.

"You… are threading him for shovel talk purposes? What even is the nightmare realm?"

"A place you don't want to be in. Very traumatic and perfect to externally punish anyone that hurts my family in any regard as long as I am allowed to dump them there."

There was an added barely hearable grumble of "I would have sent the Joker and Ra's in there long ago if Clockwork weren't such a stick in the mud about keeping the timeline straight and their roles and bla bla bla."

Red Robin did a double take. Did the Ghost King just admit that he would have liked to sent their rogues into a place that was most likely hell? Wait didn't he mention sending someone in there permanently earlier.

No one noticed Superman slowly inching away from the blade still pointed at him while the Ghost King's attention wasn't on him. Well the bats noticed but didn't react to it, deeming it safer for the Super.

"Uh you said you dumped someone permanently in there?" Red Robin tried to keep the attention on them.

"Well yea." The Ghost King casually shrugged, adjusting the blade so Superman could no longer inch away from him. "I looked away from the Ice Mirrors for a week and someone dared to hurt Moma Bat. Of course I was enraged and snatched that guy off the street to permanently drop him in there."

There was a beat of heavy silence. Batman under his cowl bluescreened especially with how casually Danny just admitted at having snatched up his parents murderer to punish the man. Well that explained why he never found the culprit.

"Now If you excuse me little Babies I am gonna finish this talk with the Kryptonian and make sure he knows what will happen if he hurts Baby Bat."

With this the Ghost King turned back to the rapidly paling Superman with a feral grin. The Birds sweat dropped as Batman was still not mentally present, his mind still working through the information.

"Think I would be able to borrow that sword?" Red Robin suddenly asked as Nightwing eyed Batman worringly. "He only said that Great Grandma forbade him to use it on humans. He never said we couldn't."

"Don't let Robin or Hood hear that." Nightwing said, even if he wanted to borrow it himself too. With B mentally still checked out he had to act as the responsible one. That wouldn't stop him from asking their Ghost Uncle later if he could borrow the sword anyway.

#danny phantom #danny fenton #dp x dc #fanfic #crossover #tim drake #dick grayson #bruce wayne #superman #john constantine #DPxDC #Ghost Uncle Danny #Shovel Talks #dc x dp fic #crackish #no beta wie die like danny #drabble

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thenewgirl76 · 1 year ago

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I'll Make You Believe

While the whole "asking a ghost how they died is the worst taboo ever, so don't do it or you'll be in a world of hurt" headcanon is always fun to implement to either create temporary conflict or simply move the story along, I think it'd work just as well on both ends if it was only a minor offense.

Like if you were to ask a once living ecto being how they died the most negative response you'd get would either be some variation of "None of your business puny mortal" or an explanation using the most vividly graphic, stomach turning details as an act of petty revenge as well as insurance you never ask again.

So what could possibly be a way more serious, far more dangerous no-no when it comes to ghosts instead? Well, how about stating ghosts don't exist/there's no such things as ghosts? The reason why being you're invalidating the trauma they've experienced in their last moments.

Makes no difference whether you were aware of this or not. If they find out or worse, it's said to their face? You better hope they'll settle for beating you black-and-blue. Because the alternative is becoming a ghost yourself by the time they're done with you.

Now in dpxyj fics when Danny interacts with Wally and the whole "ghost are/aren't real" argument between them comes into play it's usually depicted as a trivial disagreement. But what if you were to make it more angsty by inserting this take on lack of ghostly etiquette?

Let's say after getting to know his teammates better Danny starts talking about his origins (in vague detail) and exploits, only to eventually be interrupted by Kid Flash declaring that he can't possibly be a ghost as they don't exist. And Robin, Aqualad, Miss Martian, and Superboy all become quite alarmed watching Danny go from easygoing to looking ready to beat Kid Flash to a pulp, as he's now fighting back his ghostly nature. To avoid giving in to the urge he abruptly leaves with a dismissive attitude, much to KF's confusion.

From there it spirals. KF, not realizing he's poking a hornets nest continuing to voice his skepticism whenever the opportunity comes up and each time Danny barely manages to keep it together. Until one day Danny in an explosive rage snatches up KF and in a tone colder than ice tells him he knows what he is, what he went through to reach that state, and that he has no need to justify any of it to him.

Then he leaves once more before he really loses it. Before going after him Miss Martian informs KF of how Danny opened his mind to her and that for his sake she hopes he never shares those memories of what he went through with him. Feeling bad now, KF tries to apologize once Danny returns. Which results in failure again and again since Danny keeps giving him the cold shoulder.

After having yet another apology disregarded KF, in mounting frustration blurts out that he wishes he understood what has Danny so convinced he's a ghost, unaware a certain wish twisting genie he was warned about had been invisibly lurking in the vicinity the instant Danny was elsewhere. Along with the rest of the regulars, as soon as KF's denials had spread to the Ghost Zone Desiree was on the warpath, intent on showing just how real ghosts truly were. By sheer spite and determination she beat everyone else to him, just in time to hear him say the forbidden word, presenting her with the perfect means of retribution.

With a "So you have wished it so shall it be" KF is magically transported to an underwater submarine, occupied by Black Manta. Unable to run as freely without potentially damaging the sub and causing it to flood, the fight upon his unexpected arrival is drawn out to the point KF starts to feel his hyper metabolism weakening him. It's when he's close to dying of starvation that one of the more incompetent goons sends him crashing into the stash of ectoplasm Manta had smuggled with the intent of using it to pollute the waters of Aquaman's Kingdom. The last thing KF sees before blacking out is Desiree looming over him with a smirk of satisfaction.

#dpxdc #danny phantom #young justice #danny fenton/phantom #wally west/kid flash #desiree #halfa wally west #new ghost do's and don'ts headcanon #denial of ghosts' existence is seen as crossing the line #even worst than calling them non sentient and non sapient #for ghosts it's the equivalent of an insensitive ignoramus telling a physically or mentally disabled person to stop faking #wow this just might be my longest post yet.#went on for way longer than i expected or wanted

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poke-me-with-a-stick · 2 years ago

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Chapter 23 of 'Artificial Wingman!'

For the full story on AO3, click here!

Enjoy!

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Danny didn't know what he expected to happen after his sister and Robin's older brother left, but being locked in the most intense staring contest of his (after)life was not on the list. Yet that was where he found himself, sitting on Harley's beaten up couch with a surprisingly soft throw blanket draped over his shoulders, his glacial blue eyes locked with the Silvery blue of Robin's sister.

She was completely silent as she watched him, and Danny couldn't shake the feeling of being analyzed. Every twitch, every odd hitch in his already slow breathing, seemed like it had been noticed and filed away in some sort of filing cabinet in her head. Yet, strangely, the teen didn't feel threatened. Yeah, her intense attention was a bit uncomfortable, but it didn't feel malicious at all. Unlike Vlad or his parents, who examined every step he took and every move he made like he was some impossible enigma they were trying to dissect, her attention felt more... curious than anything else. That was probably the only thing that kept Danny from turning invisible.

"Soooo," He drawled, drawing the word out as finally broke eye contact, turning to look at a point just over her shoulder. There was an odd spot on the wall, a patch that looked like water damage. "I, um. I don't think we've been properly introduced to each other." Blinking, he tore his eyes away from the spot on the wall, but still couldn't bring himself to meet her probing gaze a second time. That bit of hair that hung just shy of her eyebrow was a good spot to look, though. It felt less like he was talking to the wall, at least. 'Ancients, why do I feel so nervous? She's just a person!' The teen scolded himself mentally. "I'm Danny."

Across from him, the girl chuckled. "Hello. I'm Cass." She signed to him, Spelling out her name before using a little gesture and pointing to herself. "It's nice to meet you finally, face to face." Face to face? What did she mean- Oh, right. She was at the Grocery Store, that one day he and Robin had been out hunting down the ingredients for the cure. The cure, which was currently sitting in his bag, resting just a few feet away on the coffee table.

Before his thoughts could spiral down that path, Cass tapped on the table infront of him. Blinking, he shot her bashful smirk, his face flushing slightly in embarrassment. "Sorry, got lost in though for a minute." He apologized.

She merely smiled back, signing a quick, "its alright," back at him. When the teen lapsed back into silence, she made a little humming noise before signing a question. "Do you have any hobbies?"

"Uhh... I know a lot about space?" He offered hesitantly, not quite sure what she was wanting. Obviously she was trying to make small talk, but the halfa didn't know she wanted to hear more about him, or if she was attempting to turn it into a conversation about her interests. Or maybe he was just overthinking it, his brain running twice as fast as it usually did, now that it had regained most of its normal function from whatever drug was in his system.

'Yeah, I'm definitely overthinking it.' The teen just barely avoided grimacing at his internal monologue.

"Oh, yes. Robin told us about that." Cass signed to him, pulling him from his thoughts again. "He sent me a picture from the Planetarium."

"Huh?" Danny voiced dumbly, his mind going blank for a second as she pulled up a picture on her phone. The image was a bit distorted, a green and blue film warring on the screen. But he could clearly make out the image underneath all the odd coloring. An image of himself, eyes dilated and hair floating in an odd way, as if it was caught in a current. The most obvious thing in the picture however, was clearly glowing frecles that adorned his face, casting an eerie blue and green glow over his cheeks and chin, making the way his eyes reflected the flash all the more noticable.

Danny could feel the blood rushing to his face as he covered his reddening cheeks with his palms. Closing his eyes, he groaned lowley to himself, ignoring the near silent chuckles that spilled from Cass. "I didn't know he took a picture. I didn't even see him take out his phone!" he whined, groaning again as Cass's laughter grew slightly louder.

When he finally brought his hands down, she smiled apologetically at him. "Don't feel bad," she told him. "Robin is really good at doing things stealthily."

Danny gave her a ruthful grin, nodding. "That makes sense, what with the vigilante thing." Sighing, he leaned back into the couch, tugging the blanket wrapped around him until it rested comfortably over his legs. "I can be pretty stealthy too, but that's mainly because of..." he trailed off, just realising that maybe it wasn't the best idea to go around boasting about being half ghost.

"Powers?" Cass signed, finishing his sentence for him. He nodded, figuring it was a bit to late to censor himself now. She made an "ah," noise, mimicking zipping her lips.

"Thanks," he murmured, appreciating her gesture. They both slipped back into silence, though it wasn't as awkward as before. The peaceful quiet was broken by the shattering of some ceramic object, followed by a disappointed moan. They both looked towards the source of the noise to see Robin stalk out of the kitchen with a plate of fruits, glaring at the blond that followed him.

"That was one of my favorite plates!" She pouted, looking mournfully at the few shards she carried with her.

"If you cared for it so much, then perhaps you shouldn't have thrown it." Robin retorted, settling down in his seat next to Danny. The teen carefully set the place down on the table infront of the teen, gesturing towards it when he only gazed at the bunch of grapes and fruit slices curiously. "Eat. You are far too skinny and light."

Danny huffed at the boy, still too tired to argue much, before popping one of the grapes into his mouth. "My weight didn't seem such an issue before. What changed?" He asked, letting his head drop until it rested just above Robin's shoulder.

"What changed was waking up with your boney elbow pressed into my stomach." The teen reached up and pulled Danny's head down the rest of the way. "I could tell you were a bit underweight before, when I carried you, but your clothing has been a bit.... baggy, up until this point, so I had no idea just how thin you actually were."

Noticing that Danny had stopped eating, Robin grabbed an apple slice from the plate and held it to he mouth, not bothering to speak until Danny bit into it. "As long as you are in my care, I intend to feed you as much as possible. Pennyworth would be disappointed in me otherwise." The teen sniffed, grabbing another grape and handing it to the ravenette.

Danny snorted, chewing the fruit and swallowing before he attempted to respond. "I've always been on the skinneir side, so it's not that big of a deal, y'know?" He said in an attempt to placate the teen.

It didn't work, if the frown on Robin's face was anything to go by. "Well," he tilted his head in an almost challenging manner, "I suppose that is just something that we will have to remedy." He didn't give Danny a chance to respond, practically shoving another apple slice into Danny's mouth when he went to protest. He huffed at the teen, chewing the slice obediently.

Beside them, Cass let out a giggle. Danny merely huffed again, deciding to focus on the fruit instead of acknowledging her amusement. Robin didn't appear bothered by her laughter, instead humming pleasantly as he picked another slice up from the plate, a pear this time.

Part of Danny felt annoyed at being hand fed like this, but another part practically purred at the attention and care the teen was giving him. The halfa ignored them both, still not all there mentally at the moment. It most certianly wasn't because he couldn't tell if it was his ghost half or his human half that yearned for the moment to never stop. Not at all.

Sadly for whichever half that was, the moment seemed to end once Danny had cleared the plate, only leaving behind the sticky residue from the cut fruits on it's ceramic surface. Having watched him (and helped him) finish off the plate, Robin shot him a slightly smug yet oddly warm smile as he stood to take the plate back the the kitchen. Once again leaving him alone with Cass.

The woman snickered silently as Danny shifted, obviously sensing his embarrassment with what had just occured. Before he could say anything, (what was he supposed to say after that?), Cass was signing at him again. "You two are adorable together," her grin widened as Danny felt blood flood his face. Groaning, the halfa let his head fall back against the couch, closing his eyes, as if that would help him escape the situation.

'Jazz, stop flirting with the Hood guy and get over here,' the teen desperatly thought. 'I don't know how much more teasing and coddling I can take.' Knowing his sister, the teen knew he would learn what his tollerance level for embarrassment would be. And after all his humiliation at school, he knew that it would be a while before they hit the bar.

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By the time Jazz finally pulled up in the Speeder, Danny was contemplating just letting his intangibility wash over him. The only thing that stopped him from actually doing it was the knowledge that Jazz would never let him live it down. And that she would definalty tell Sam and Tucker. So it was safe to say he was very, very happy to hear the familiar hum and rumble of the interdiminsional hover car.

Honestly, it wasn't that bad, all things considered. The light ribbing that he got from Cass and Harley was embarrassing for sure, but it was all lighthearted. Much different from the snide remarks and mocking tones of the A-listers. It was nice, in a way, more like the way he and his friends picked on each other.

That didn't make him any less excited when he heard the firm, heavy knock on the front door before Jazz strides in, followed closely by a raven haired man with a white streak through his hair. Danny couldn't help but stare at him, tilting his head as a questioning chrip slipped from him.

Three things happened at that moment. Harley and Cass looked at him, both a bit confused and surprised at the most definatly not normal noise he made. Damian glanced between him and the man, seemingly unsure of what to say. Jazz, the most liminal person in the room, opened her mouth, probably to answer his unvoiced question. And, perhaps the most surprising of all, the man seemed to freeze in place.

Danny watched the man's eyes widened, taking on a slightly green tint as he met the teen's gaze. "What-" before Danny could ask the man anything, he seemed to swallow hard, his throat working as if there was a physical blockage. A croaking, whistle-like sound resounded from him, catching the attention of everyone else in the room. The man's face scrunched slightly, almost like he didnt' know what he was doing. Coughing a bit, he cleared his throat, and... Chrrup?

Danny blinked. That was... not what he was expecting. He chirped back, not really sure what else to do in this situation. The man mimicked his chirp, the dazed look slowly leaving his eyes and being replaced by a look of confusion. "What the fuck was that?" He asked, his voice shaking slightly.

Danny didn't answer him, instead turning his gaze to his sister. "How the heck did you find a liminal in less than two hours?" He asked, half exasperated and half dumbfounded.

Jazz returned his look of confusion with one of her own. "You couldn't tell he was liminal?" She asked, not bothering to answer his question.

"What the hell is a liminal anyways?" Harley piped up, her gaze switching between the three ghost-adjacent people in the room.

It was Robin who answered her. "I would assume that a liminal is someone more in tune with the dead than a normal person." He turned to look at Danny. "Is that right?"

"Uh, yeah. Basically, a liminal is a person that has been around ambient ectoplasm enough for it to change them. Usually, it makes them a bit more ghost like, whether it be physical changes like fangs or eyeshine, or the development of weak ghost powers like intangibility or enhanced empathy." Danny turned away from his staring contest with his sister to look at Robin as he explained. "My sister and my friends are a bit more liminal than others, and it's not exactly rare to meet someone who is at least a little liminal." He turned to the man once more, this time stretching his senses out.

Almost immediately the teen was assaulted by the bitter taste of rage. His face contorted at the unpleasant acidic flavor it left behind. Under the thick layer of rage, there was the slightly tangy taste of confusion, along with the slight lemon-like taste of fear. He was about to pull back when another taste hit him. The teen had to physically restrain himslef from full body flinching away from the man at the soured-milk and rot that overpowered everything else.

"Jeeze!" Danny smacked him lips, trying to get the perceived taste out of his mouth. "What cesspool have you been hanging around?" He asked the man.

"Danny!" He sister scolded, reaching over to cuff his head. He ducked, her fingers barley brushing his unruly hair.

"What?" He asked, glaring at her childishly.

"You can't just ask people that! Its rude!" She chided, returning his glare with one of her own.

"Trust me, Jazz. If you could sense what I just sensed, you would be asking the same question." He leaned away from her, just in case she tried to cuff him again. "Whatever ecto he was exposed to is bad. Like, not changing the filter in forty years bad. Dude needs a spa day badly." He shot the man another glance with a low, "No offense," before meeting his sister's stare again.

"None... taken?" He looked between the siblings, trying to digest the info given. "Wait, so I'm a liminal-whatever, what does that even mean? And what the heck is ectoplasm?" He turned to Robin, looking incredibly lost.

"I mean, I just explained what Liminals are. It just means you've been hanging out around death-ooze for long enough to get some freaky ghost abilities, but without the being dead part." Danny broke off his staring contest finally, giving the man his full attention. "And ectoplasm is a green, glowy, kinda radioactive substance that comes from the afterlife. It can leak into the mortal realm sometimes through natural portals, but it usually gets absorbed pretty fast. Whatever you've been hanging around is a prime example of why chores are so important in my house. Congealed ectoplasm left out to sit, or mixed with anything besides fresh ecto is not the safest thing. Especially for mortals. Even in ghosts, it can have some really adverse reactions. Wouldn't surprise me if you're experiencing some of the side effects of it."

The room fell silent after that, half of the room thinking about how eerily close that description was to the Lazerus Waters. Though, it would explain some things, if it was true.

Everyone was startled out of their thoughts by Jazz clapping loudly. "Okay! As fun as whatever that was, is. I believe we have more important things to be doing?" She gave everyone in the room a pointed look before turning back to her brother. "Danny, the Liminal guy is Jason. He said he has somewhere that we can hide out with the Speeder while you recover and work on the Portal gun."

"Sweet, really?" Danny looked over to the man, Jason, and went to smile before he paused. "Wait..." he narrowed his eyes at the man, eyeing him suspiciously. "How do we know he isn't some wacked out fruitloop? And what happened to that Red Hood guy you left with? Where did he go?"

Jason's face scrunched up at the fruitloop comment, a denial on his lips, but Jazz beat him to it. "Danny!" She scolded him again. "First off, he isn't some wacked out fruitloop, have a little faith in me. And second, are you seriously that dense?" Danny blinked at her, a small look of afrontment on his face that Robin fought not to laugh at.

"Hey! I'm not dense!" He protested.

She merely raised an eyebrow at him, sending a pointed glance at Jason before going back to him. "Do you really not know who this is?" She asked, amusement coloring her tone.

Danny turned his attention back to Jason, staring at him intently. Now that he was focusing on him, he did seem vaguely familiar. But he hasn't met people in this universe, so if Jazz expected him to know who Jason was, then he had to have met him one already, right? If that was the case, then the only people he has met here would be Robin's brothers. He wasnt Dick, too tall and buff, not to kention he would be sporting a bruise from that punch, so that would leave...

"Wait, Redhood?!?"

"About fuckin' time!"

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(I know there are probably some Grammer and/or spelling mistakes, but it's okay because I tried my best!)

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justwannabecat · 2 years ago

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DC/DP but Danny doesn’t explain why he has a thermos as his main weapon

Danny (ghost form): It’s soup time Skulker!

Nightwing: I’ve been meaning to ask… why do you have a thermos? Surely there are better weapons

Danny: Lol no

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Red Robin: What is this even made of? It’s like two pounds! I mean, that’s not a lot, but for a thermos?

Danny: Oh, you know, a special ghost-proof metal

Red Robin: *sarcastically* Oh, of course

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Red Hood: Seriously though, why a thermos?

Danny: I dunno, I didn’t make it

Red Hood: Then who did???

Danny: :)

Red Hood: ?????

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Robin: I have noticed that your catchphrase seems to be “Soup time”. Does this mean you cook and eat your enemies when you defeat them?

Danny: what the fuck

#danny phantom #dc x dp #dp x dc #nightwing #red robin #red hood #robin #robin is the only one danny makes a point to avoid after that #seriously what is wrong with him #meanwhile the rest of the Batfam just want to know what is does #he tells Red Robin straight up what it does but of course he doesn’t believe it’s ghost hunting tech #not until they actually see it in action #after that they all think Danny drinks his enemies like a soup

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im-totally-not-an-alien-2 · 3 years ago

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@gilbirda Ok, so you made a snippet of on of your AUs a while back (braindead rejected! soulmate i think) and I haven't been able to think of much else since. So my brain made a little thingy for you!

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1. Tim takes a risk one day by writing back to whoever was doodling on his body, with a glittery purple gel pen, asking them to stop trying to contacting him.

All the person asked was, "Why?"

Tim never answers.

2. Danny faces constant rejection from his peers, authority figures, his parents and sister neglect him and now his own soulmate doesn't want him. They hadn't even met before he was rejected. Jazz finds out about Dannys powers and tries to reach out but Danny rejects her pretty violently due to his own pain. Then the episode where Sam and Tucker ditch him for Gregor happens and he gives up.

The two people in his life that has had pretty much complete control over his life and trajectory just abandoned him and he does not take it well. He ripped the symbol off his chest, disappeared and never came back.

3. Danny zooms into a new dimension/universe/whatever to avoid his former friends and family from being able to track him only to land in a place called Central City and immediately getting roped into helping Captain Cold who gives him a normal domino mask and they end up working together for a while.

4. Danny somehow overhears one of the speedster talking on the phone about his friends brothers soulmate issue at some point and they perfectly describe the interaction that happened between Danny and his soulmate all those years ago, down to the glittery purple gel pen and the types of doodles Danny had made as a kid and the things he said.

Danny learned one of his soulmates belonged to a group of detective vigilantes in a place called Gotham. Unfortunately he was spotted by the speedster and Danny had to bounce.

5. The Flash made reports to the Justice League about a meta teen who hes been having trouble with for a while and can't seem to pin down. He only asked for tips though as he "could handle it himself."

6. Danny leaves for Gotham and learned about Catwoman and Batmans weird Master Thief and Greatest Detective dynamic and decided that's what he wants to do. He was going to make his soulmate chase after him one way or another. Someone was going to want him even if they were wanting him behind bars.

He begins robbing bank vaults and museums, leaving no trace or clue as to what happened until he starts leaving a calling card of sorts.

7. Jason, who's been on the outs with his family lately meets this spunky white haired meta kid running around with a sci-fi mask/visor thing and giving supplies to homeless encampments and keeping the less fortunate alive and befriends him. He learns that this is the guy everyone has been searching for and just...tells no one. Jason is all for a Robin Hood vigilante, and really, its kinda funny to see his family squirm.

8. Phantom and Catwoman rob the same museum at the same time but for different things. They stare at eachother from where they're both still crouched from thier respective landings until Danny breaks the tension with "I didn't see you if you didn't see me?"

Catwoman laughs, amused. "Sure."

9. Danny finally narrowed down which of the batfam is his soulmate and introduced himself to them as Phantom.

The first thing Danny did was hit on Tim. Tim is flustered but otherwise doesn't really respond to it and tries to fight Phantom into submission, so of course Danny ghosts him by disappearing through a roof mid fight. Danny made a big show of his intangibility in that fight and made it seem like it was the only power he had but he was very skilled with it and he wanted to impress him.

10. Phantom becomes well known to the underbelly of Gotham. Mostly the homeless and nightworkers. But Danny was open and friendly. Never judging and always ready to lend a helping hand. Even better. He never came to collect on favors.

Over time, they became loyal to him.

11. Danny gets framed for a series of murders and the whole gang (minus Hood) are trying to capture him, thus, motorcycle chase scene. They use the white of his tires to tell when he's gone intangible due to all the dirt falling off the wheels. Nightwing jumps onto the bike and shocks Danny with his encrizma sticks right before Danny grits out "bye bye birdy~" and makes a big show of taking in a deep breath and holding it.

Nightwing is forced to jump off the bike as Danny runs through the concrete abutment of the overpass and coming out the other side

12. Danny meets Tim and Duke in his civilian form while he was at a Wayne tech conference. Danny had been asked about one of his inventions and was trying to show off the blueprints and explain things and thats why he was there in the first place. Duke of course, was internally screaming because that's the guy thats the guy they've been hunting for nearly a year but can find nothing on.

Red Robin confronts Phantom that night on a rooftop and Phantom laughs at him, "Thats why I was avoiding Signal for so long. He'd see my magical girl form and know instantly."

RR holds out a pair of handcuffs and says "Its over Danny." Phantom smirks and says, "I don't think it is, Tim" before jumping off onto a different roof and disappearing into the night. Tim is shook.

13. Danny over hears Robin berating RR at an old clocktower and intervenes, "Little Wayne, you do realize you were the first person I figured out, right?"

Damian proceeds to lose his mind.

14. Tim accidentally finds a material that Phantom can't phase through and quickly gets to work making things he can use against Danny. What he doesn't know is that Danny can phase through it he just pretended he couldn't because he wanted to see what would happen/what Tim would do.

Danny can sense the material and it feels really wierd to him, but doesn't harm him at all.

15. RR manages to knock Phantoms visor off his face and realizing it was made of tech he swipes it and brings it back to the cave for study.

He wasn't ready for all the information on the computer. Not only was his nemesis(?) from another plain of reality (he thinks Danny is from the ghost zone) but he was once a superhero with his own Rogues Gallery and human city to protect. Which begs the question, why did he become a Phantom thief?

16. The Joker hears about Phantom giving the bats the run around and comes to a misunderstanding about which bat he's been messing with which ultimately ends with Joker saying that he is Batmans ultimate nemesis and Phantom asking what that had to do with him? The misunderstanding is cleared up when Phantom complained about Joker even thinking that he was flirting with Batman because "Ew! He's an old man!"

Joker still got a few shots in for the heck of it but so did our ghost boy but they were no longer enemies.

17. The whole batfam had been freaking out about finally capturing Phantom and celebrating and plotting on how they were gonna get him to keep his mouth shut about thier identities until Jason came in,

Jason: Need help?

Phantom: Please?

Jason: *escapes with Danny*

Batfam: What?! No!!! Why?!

18. The batfam have only a vague idea of the Robin Hood thing going on. They know he's doing it just not to the extent its gone to. They find out later on that Phantom had been working with RH and his gang to sell off the items and most of the profits go to helping people. Other times he strait up gives jewelry and whatnot to children and working girls because "Everyone deserves something pretty, and even if its not your style you can keep it for a rainy day"

Phantom quickly gains a following and Danny doesn't even know about it. Clueless indeed.

19. Dannys main motivation in this is essentially just playing Cops and Robbers with Red Robin. Nothing else really matters to him. Not the robberies, not the fact he's working with a crime lord, not even his own safety matters much to him anymore. Hes readily zooming down the path of self destruction and Hood starts telling his family stuff, but only because he was genuinely worried about "Casper" crashing and burning.

20. No one knows why Phantom is fixated on Red Robin. He refuses to tell them. Red thinks its just because he's the smartest of the bats and he's not entirely wrong.

21. Danny legit started scheduling his heists with Tim to ensure they're both free after one couldn't make it too many times which blew the birds mind. Phantom must have been just that confident that he would always win. The bats eventually think Danny will stop stealing if RR isn't in the city for a long period of time. Danny more or less followed him and stole stuff from whatever city Tim was in. If there wasn't any museums or banks then Danny would steal a local landmark. Tim still wasn't sure how Phantom stole an entire building that one time but it had never been seen since.

22. Hood grows to be very protective of our favorite ghost boy. They bond and are actually really close. Danny admits he always wanted an older brother.

23. Tim goes off world for a while to see how Danny would react and Danny just...drops off the radar. No one knows where he is and after a week or two they start getting worried.

Tim returns after three months and Danny reappears two weeks after him with a tan and keepsakes from the places he visited on his vacation. Tim later screams into his pillow.

24. Tim has made it his personal mission to figure out who Danny really is, why he's fixated on him, where he came from, ect. Hes trying so hard but can't find anything. Its almost like he didn't exist before. Tim suddenly got an idea after Phantom accidentally got hit in the face and got a nosebleed. Tim saw green blood and immediately realized Danny might not even be human. Fortunately for our little ghost, he thinks he's an alien. A Martian specifically. Tim manages to snag a good sample from treating Phantoms wounds. Ghostboy was so focus on his core thrumming and mentally comparing it to his heart racing that he didn't even notice.

25. Tim later freaks out because the meta is freaking made out of Lazarus water.

The entire batfam was not happy to discover this and decided to work together to pressure Phantom into telling them what he was and what exactly he wanted.

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nelkcats · 2 years ago

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Consequences

When he felt compelled to take over as Robin in order to save Batman from himself, Tim didn't have high expectations; he didn't expect to be adopted by Bruce, he didn't expect to acknowledge the fact that his parents were abusive by leaving him alone for months, he didn't expect anyone to care if he ate or not, and in general he didn't expect to gain a family.

And for a while he thought that everything would get better: he gained brothers, he had a caring father, he had no financial problems or had gotten sick; And yes, maybe Robin's patrols were harsh at first, maybe Bruce's words when he was angry reached his heart and hurt him deeply, but he was fine.

Until he wasn't, at some point he felt more abandoned than ever even though he was surrounded by his family. When he was talking to his boyfriend, he realized that everyone took him into account but no one really appreciated what he did.

At first he didn't understand why Danny looked at him concerned and kept asking if he was okay while he told him an anecdote from his life as a vigilante; they had known each other for a while (Alfred had noticed, the others hadn't), they started talking, dating in coffee shops and even revealed the fact of being vigilantes after a few months on a relationship, that's when they started sharing anecdotes with each other.

Danny mentioned that he was being a hypocrite for caring so much about his stories when his were just as bad. Tim didn't get it until he started to see things from another perspective.

He never realized how much it hurted how Bruce had never thanked him for helping when he was lost in time, or how Dick avoided talking about his Robin time by concentrating on Damian, he thought he could understand but that didn't make it any better, Jason's nickname was beginning to make sense.

He didn't realize how broken he felt when Jason tried to kill him and blamed him; He was his childhood hero, Tim loved Robin because Jason put him in the stars, however, no matter how many times he explained to his brother that the only reason he had taken the suit was because he had no choice, and that he felt forced to blackmail Batman to be his Robin before Bruce became what he hated most. Jason still didn't care, still called him Replacement over and over again, blaming.

Or Damian who kept trying to kill him, refusing to acknowledge him, and when he defended himself he ended up getting reprimanded. Not even Bruce thanked him for all the work he did in taking over the company as CEO. His entire family went on with their lives without repercussions.

Maybe he was being naive as he refused Danny's requests to run away from home and stay with him, at least for a few days so they would miss him. He felt like a broken record repeating the phrase "it's okay, they're trying, they can change", the look on his boyfriend's face told him he wasn't doing a good job on believing his own words.

The mansion made him feel small at times, ignored; it was fortunate that Alfred was actually paying attention to him and offering a cup of hot chocolate at such moments.

At some point he couldn't take it anymore, Jason and Damian's comments had gone too far, Bruce's lack of response along with Dick's laughter commenting that they weren't saying it in a bad way only made him angry, so he left the cave and called to Danny, he told him it was time to go.

He said goodbye to Alfred, Cass, Duke and Steph who had generally not contributed to his decision, and he regretted that he couldn't stay longer to get to know them better, but the damage had been building up for a long time.

He wrote a letter detailing his reasons to the rest of the family, leaving along some clues to let them know that he had left of his own free will and they wouldn't be able to find him even if they wanted to, he sighed as his anger turned to resignation.

"Are you ready?" Danny questioned, taking his hand gently as they walked out of the mansion.

"Ready as I'll ever be"

That's how Timothy Jackson Drake said goodbye to his home dimension and headed to the infinite realms, of course he was going to sneak in a couple of times to help his friends but never when his family is around. He hadn't expected the life in the palace or the marriage proposal that came years later, but although the place was gigantic, Tim felt good in it, comfortable, appreciated.

Time in the Realms passed quite quickly, unlike his original dimension, so years for him were a couple of months for his family.

He found it ironic that Danny was summoned as the Ghost King by Ra, who had the nerve to order the "creature" to give him the secrets of the Lazarus pits, offering the Batclan as sacrifices. Tim looked at the time portal connected to his home dimension (That Clockwork had given him to watch his family and friends, even if he was upset he was not going to let them die) wondering if he should interfere.

It was decided when Danny called Fright Knight to deal with the nuisance that was Ra, and he accompanied him as a royal adviser (regardless of his second title as ruler, he actually liked being a part of strategizing better and Danny was happy to give in to his wishes).

With a weary sigh he crossed the portal and began to recite Ra's crimes, indicating how he had damaged the balance between life and death since he corrupted the ectoplasm on the Lazarus pits to extend his life at the same time that Frighty stopped the man.

No one in the room bothered to pay attention to the stupefied bats who were watching the missing member of his family, but years older, that apparently was the Ghost King royal adviser. They tried to call him but Tim just gave them an annoyed look before continuing with his work.

By the time Fright Knight took Ra completely chained through the portal, they finally saw the ghost king move, he started kissing Tim's face repeatedly, which had turned his frown into laughter.

The moment they finally processed the scene they both disappeared, and well, weren't those the consequences of their own actions?

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Thanks to @unadulteratedsoulsweets for the general idea, I enjoyed writing this! Even if it ended up a little bigger than I expected

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Here goes nothing. I have even less of an idea where this is going but it’s going SOMEWHERE - that's all i know at this point

mid-writing note: I like how most of this is going but like.... WHY IS THERE A BATHING SCENE? WHY DOES MY BRAIN DO THIS? there's nothing romantic happening at all, jason already sees danny as a younger brother(Cause Danny is close to Tim's age), and THEY JUST MET. But danny is filthy, there's no denying that. And there's also no denying that Danny is to weak and exhausted to do it himself. So he needs help. He doesn't like doctors, feels a kinship with Jason, so of COURSE it'll be Jason helping. BUT LIKE WHYYYY - don't worry No explicit stuff happening I personally don't like that stuff. I'm careful. BUT I HATE/LOVE WHEN A STORY TAKES ME SOMEWHERE THAT I DONT' EXPECT NOR CAN I AVOID. so there's my rant as I'm working on this story. Your welcome ;)

5151 words later.... Sorry it took so long to finish, but I finally found a good place to end. I'm planning on putting this on ao3 and continuing it, but I've no plans on a timetable. Whenever that happens, though, I'll post about it here.

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The trip to the Watchtower had gone fairly smoothly. With Danny letting loose after who knows how long, he was oblivious to their surroundings as they left the facility. Tim did a good job of keeping the other heroes away from them. Batman had ordered Ms. Martian to ferry Red Robin, Red Hood, and Danny to the nearest Zeta tube. From there, RR, Hood, and Danny would proceed to the Watchtower and M'gann would return to the GIW facility. With the legal issues Batman had discovered, it was best this whole situation was kept under wraps.

Danny had fallen asleep by the time they got to the Bioship. Red Robin already had the necessary codes to allow both Red Hood and Danny temporary access. So it took little to no time for them to arrive on the Watchtower. From there, the medical team was waiting. Per Batman's instructions, all the staff had forgone their white medical clothes, opting for blue scrubs normally reserved for recovering patients.

Considering they were heading to the infirmary, they thought it best to prepare Danny beforehand. At least it wasn't blindingly white like the whole of the GIW facility was. So Danny was carefully woken up by Hood and set on his feet at his own nonverbal insistence. He was still holding Hoods arm, partially as a crutch. Danny had taken the news pretty well, though his grip on Jason's arm tightened a bit.

Once they had gotten him situated in the infirmary, it took some coaxing for Danny to let himself get examined.

He was completely covered in scars. Some of them could only be battle wounds, which made Jason worry about this kids' story. Most were surgical scars, though. The worst was the prominent Y shaped incision that looked as if it had been done multiple times.

Then there was his neck. It was a mess of scarring, mostly centered on his throat. Whatever was dangerous about Danny's voice, they were determined to silence him permanently. As far as Jason could tell, they had succeeded.

Now, Jason had seen some pretty awful and messed up things. He'd actually experienced some horrible things himself, his own death and resurrection being one of them. But seeing the network of scars covering the kids body, he realized there could be worse.

If Jason ever saw one of those GIW lunatics ever again, he was going to make them wish they'd never been born. At least the kids' vocal silence made sense now.

The medical exam was slow going. Danny was barely staying calm. The slightest move from the doctors that Danny perceived as "wrong" had him flinching away from them. He still had a death grip on Hoods hand, and his super strength was showing. Jason was sure his hand was broken.

They'd been at this for an hour, and at most they'd been able complete a full body physical exam. No scans, no x-rays, no blood tests, just checking his body for past and present injuries and trying to get a general idea of what had been done to him. The medical staff was super patient, though.

Red Robin was watching from a distance, typing on the computer built into his suit. Probably reporting what the doctors found to Bruce. At least he was staying out of the way. Jason's presence seemed to be the only thing keeping the kid calm. Which was interesting to Hood because this kid found comfort in him of all people. The teenager whose presence seems to be keeping the pit rage at bay. Whose eyes had glowed Lazarus green upon seeing him.

In fact, the more Jason thought everything through, the more concerned he became. Other than the blinding white, the color that had been everywhere was Lazarus green. Lazarus green energy beams, Lazarus green on their technology, and that Lazarus green substance that was in beakers and splattered over the walls. Heck, even some of the animals in captivity glowed Lazarus green.

His own mind had been so overrun by the pit water that lived in his veins he hadn't recognized that the pit was Everywhere. In fact, being surrounded by the stuff might explain why the pit had gone so crazy.

It had been taking every ounce of self control he had left to keep himself still and not rage at anything and everything around him. Until Danny saw him. When he made that ungodly noise that made Jason feel like the kid was emoting at him and calling him stinky. The pit had still been there, but it had ben roiling just beneath the surface, control once again in Jason's court.

Whatever this kids' connection was to the League of Assassins, it was certain that the scientists were studying Lazarus water. It was unlikely that the GIW was working with the League, though. Batman most certainly wanted to ask the kid questions, but once Jason made the connection, he wasn't going to wait. He needed to know what the kid knew.

"Danny," Jason started, but paused as he was unsure of how to continue. Danny took a breath and looked at Jason questioningly.

"Danny," Jason said again. "I need to ask you a few questions."

Danny immediately tensed, hand crushing Jason's while his other hand clutched at the medical table. The doctors noting the serious conversation incoming, backed away to give them a little space. Red Robin perked up, actively paying more attention.

"You don't have to answer anything that makes you uncomfortable," Jason rushed to continue, "But we need some answers. There's a lot going on that we didn't know about and in order to help you we need to know more. "

Danny looked uncomfortable, but nodded anyway.

"What can you tell me...." Jason trailed off with a sigh, uncertain how to ask the question. He didn't want to set the kid off. If it had been him and someone asked about Lazarus water he'd have freaked out. Not out of fear, but that's besides the point. The only issue is that Jason isn't known for being delicate.

"What do you know about the Lazarus pits."

Danny, who'd been tense and prepared for the worst, had not expected that question. He unconsciously relaxed a bit, staring at Red Hood in confusion.

Red hood had not been expecting that reaction.

"You don't know that I'm talking about do you?"

Danny shook his head.

Jason sighed. This just got a whole lot harder.

"The glowing green water that the lab had. Lazarus water. From the Lazarus pits. Water that can bring people back to life." Jason said, hoping that it had simply been called something else.

Danny still looked confused, but now there was mingling curiosity, confusion and worry.

Finally letting go of Jason's hand, Danny started looking around for something. Red Robin stepped forward and held out a notepad and pen, which Danny accepted gratefully. He quickly wrote down one word and showed it to Jason, expression not changing. Ectoplasm?

Jason stared at the paper. Again, not what he'd been expecting.

"You mean that ghostbuster's crap?" Jason blurted.

Danny choked back a laugh, while also looking more concerned. He wrote more on the paper.

Ectoplasm = glowing green death liquid

Before Jason could say anything, Danny was writing again.

GIW = Guys in White = Ghost Investigation Ward

Ghosts made of Ectoplasm

Ghosts. This kid was talking about Ghosts. Jason had met a ghost, heck he'd come back to life himself. But this kid was saying that that lab did those atrocities because of Ghosts? He started to worry that Danny's time at the lab had driven him insane.

Oh gosh, the kids codename had been "Phantom".

Green filled his vision. Suddenly Jason felt claustrophobic in his own helmet.

Pointing to the Doctors, he said "Get out."

Hearing the change in tone, the doctors scrambled to leave the room. Meanwhile, Jason struggled to remove his helmet. His hands were shaking and his definitely broken hand wasn't making things easier. Finally, he managed to remove his helmet and sat gasping for air for a good few minutes. He wasn't even wearing a domino mask underneath but he didn't care.

Those crazy scientist had done a horrendous experiments on this kid because they thought he was a ghost. Jason would have laughed at the absurdity of that statement if it weren't for the facts.

Danny was covered in scars, many of which a normal person shouldn't have survived. Especially multiple times. Danny's presence had calmed the pit. The kids eyes had glowed green upon seeing Jason. Danny had even made a sound that shouldn't have made sense, a sound that no human should have been able to make. Jason had understood. And the pit had calmed. The kid had even stared at him as if he could see something the others couldn't. Jason had been much more affected by the strange weapons they used than anyone else.

Danny didn't know what the Lazarus pits were, but he definitely was familiar with the mysterious substance that filled them. And with how.... thorough the experiments seemed to be, the GIW lunatics had reason to believe Danny was a ghost. Or at least related to this ectoplasm he claimed ghosts were made of.

"JASON!" a voice called, dragging him out of his spiraling thoughts. Jason looked up to see Tim crouched before him, Danny staring worriedly from the bed to his left.

"You back?" Tim asked.

Jason nodded.

"Good." Tim gestured to Danny.

Danny hesitantly held out his notepad. More words were written upon.

I've never heard the term Lazarus pit or Lazarus water, but I might know those by a different name.

I'm guessing this "Lazarus Pit" is what brought you back?

Jason shouldn't have been surprised, but the kid knew he had died. Jason had to take a few calming breaths to stop the bile from rising in his throat at the unwanted memories.

"How did you know?" he asked quietly, not wanting to look at the kid.

He could hear Danny writing more. then the notepad was in his field of vision.

Ectoplasm is volatile. It can only exist safely in the GZ or it's residents. When large amounts of ecto is left in the living world, it deteriorates and is easily corrupted. I'm guessing that's what your "Lazarus pit" is.

You reek of corrupted ecto. Ecto only really bonds with those who have tasted death. So It was kind of obvious.

Danny had a sad smile on his face. In that instant, all Jasons fears about the kid were confirmed. Danny had died. Died and come back, or something different, but he had died.

For the first time Jason felt seen. Like this kid knew exactly how Jason felt. How he had been struggling for years to come to terms with his messed up life, death, and resurrection. Danny understood.

"I was murdered by a psychopathic clown when I was 15," Jason started. He felt calmer than he had in ages. "I was dead for maybe six months before I woke up in my coffin and had to dig my way out. I was basically a Zombie though. Not super aware of anything. "

He could feel Tim's astonished gaze on him as he talked. He never talked about this, it brought back too many memories and always set off the pit. But that wasn't an issue right now.

"There's this group called the League of Assassins. They are the ones who have the Lazarus pit. They practically worship it and have for hundreds of years. The Demon Head's daughter found me wandering and took me in. This pits finished the job of bringing me back, but left me filled with a green rage that I couldn't control. I've been struggling with it for years."

Jason stared at the ground for a moment longer, before looking up at Danny.

"I've done a lot of bad things because of it. Not all of which I regret."

Danny gave a sad smile of understanding. He may not have been able to talk, but Jason could feel the "I'm sorry" and "I understand" the kid was projecting. Then he started writing.

My parents were Ghost fanatics. Most of my life they were obsessed with studying ectoplasm and proving ghosts exist. When I was 14, they finished building the Ghost Portal. A machine designed to open a portal to the Ghost Zone. It didn't work.

Not until I decided to look inside. The portal opened with me inside.

It changed me. I didn't realize for a long time that I had died. I simply thought it gave me cool powers.

Ghosts became an issue with the portal open. My parents were conviced that Ghosts were evil, unfeeling balls of goop and were determined to eradicate them.

I was the only one capable of handling the ghosts. So I did, while keeping the secret from my parents. Things only got worse from there.

Danny stopped writing, his breathing speeding up and hands clenching and unclenching. Tears leaked from his eyes.

Jason put a gentle hand on Danny's knee, and when Danny didn't react negatively, he squeezed it gently. Jason felt sick.

"You don't have to continue, I think I get the picture." He could tell there was more to the story, much more. But the kid had just escaped hell on earth and Jason wasn't going to push him.

Danny latched onto his hand again, and Jason had to hold back a wince. Dang super strength. Danny calmed down, wiped his eyes, and with a determined look he started writing again.

I'm half ghost, half alive. Ghosts call me a halfa. I'm basically Schrodinger's cat. Not dead, not living, but both equally.

I'm not sure what you are. You're not a halfa, definitly not a ghost, but not fulling living either.

Looking even more exhausted than he had before, which was a feat, Danny set down the pen and pad.

Jason had so many more questions, but he felt almost as tired as Danny looked. The idea of forcing the kid to do more medical tests or answer more questions sounded like a horrible and exhausting idea. Jason just wanted to go home to his crappy apartment, and sleep his worries and confusion away. And pray for no nightmares.

But at the very least, before he could do that, Danny needed a bath or shower. He was covered in blood and "ectoplasm" stains, and stank badly. Kid could use a good rest feeling clean.

Jason stood abruptly, making up his mind.

"Alright kid, I can't handle this talk anymore, and I'm not forcing more medical exams on you tonight. You need a bath or shower and some rest. And some food. We can worry about everything else later.

Danny sighed in relief, eyes flickering with faint excitement under his exhaustion. He tried to stand, but nearly buckled again before Jason caught him.

"Right, your too weak right now to do that on your own. Bath it is." Jason hesitated, realizing that Danny couldn't bathe alone right now. "D*it all, who do you want to help you, kid. Me, RR here, or the doctors."

Danny obviously hated the idea of someone helping him bathe, but after an internal debate he seemed to make up his mind. Grabbing Jasons arm, he seemed resigned to the idea of of someone helping him if it mean he could finally be clean again.

"Me?" Jason asked, making sure.

Danny nodded, and then when a thought struck him, he grabbed the notepad again.

Could I get something to eat? They barely fed me and I'm starving. It could help get some of my strength back.

Red Robin nodded.

"Of course. Want anything specific? We've got really good kitchen staff here. They can make most anything"

Without hesitation, Danny wrote out his food order.

A cheese burger, as greasy and cheesy as you can make it. And fries. And an Oreo milkshake?

"You got it." RR started to leave, before turning back to Danny. "We have a room set up for you here, there should be a bath and supplies there. I'll make sure clothes are delivered for you. The food will be delivered as well."

Danny smiled and nodded his thanks.

Jason stood, put on his helmet, and lifted the kid into his arms.

"You get the food handled and tell me where his room is."

Red Robin relayed the room information, and they parted ways. Danny was nodding off into Jason's shoulder. He was fighting sleep hard, but was loosing the battle fast. Poor kid probably hadn't had a good nights rest in ages.

It took Jason longer than he'd like to admit to find the room, seeing as he wasn't very familiar with the watchtower, but he'd never admit that to anyone. It had what you'd expect: a bed, nightstands, lamps, a dresser and closet, and a table with chairs. Seems Bruce had been nice enough to chose a room with a window facing the stars. It was incredible how many stars you could see without the earths atmosphere or light pollution in the way. There was a doorway off to the side where Jason figured the bathroom was. He was right.

Heading into the bathroom, Jason was relived to see it had a tub with a handheld showerhead. That made things easier.

"Alright kid, how do you want to do this?" Jason asked.

He could see the battle in Danny's eyes as his exhaustion and physical weakness warred with his desire for independence and dignity. Jason sighed in frustrated understanding. He set Danny down on the toilet and crouched in front of him.

"Look, kid, I'm going to help you bathe no matter what. That's non negotiable. You aren't strong enough to do that on you own, and you aren't going to bed dirty like that."

Danny sighed in defeat. But didn't move to change. Jason had an idea. A crazy, stupid idea, but it just might help. He took off his helmet, setting it on the counter.

"Is it the scars? I've already seen them," Jason said, carefully watching Danny's reaction. The kids hesitation confirmed is suspicions. "That's what I thought."

With that, Jason started taking removing his gloves and arm protection. After that, he started on his chest armor. Danny was understandably shocked and confused. Jason ignored him, knowing that it would make sense to the kid once he was done. With a thud, he dropped his shirt and upper armor on to the floor. Showing off his matching Y-shaped scar. Danny stared.

"First off, I don't want to get my armor wet. Second, I'm the last person who will judge you for your scars. Now come on, the faster we go, the sooner this will be over. For both our sakes. I'm dreading this just as much as you are."

Danny snorted. And with that, they set to work. It took a good half hour of scrubbing and half the bottle of body wash to get the kid clean. His hair was a nightmare, as expected. But once they were done, Danny was clean, Jason was wet, and both were exhausted.

While they had been busy, someone had closed the curtains on the windows. Clean clothes had been left in the room for Danny, so Jason helped him dress and got him into bed. Tim arrived with food right as Danny was getting situation. Almost as if Tim had been watching, which Jason would have been suspicious of in any other circumstance.

"I bring food," RR said, coming into the room holding a big tray laden with the food Danny had asked for.

For the first time, Danny smiled. A real, full smile. The food was placed in front of him, and he dove in with gusto.

Jason and Tim exchanged a smile, Tim smirking at Jason like he had missed something.

"Wow Hood," Tim said, giving Jason a full-body glance. "Might want to put a shirt on, your making the kid uncomfortable."

Danny snorted from the bed, spraying bits of food everywhere. Jason realized he still wasn't wearing a shirt.

"Ha, you wish you had this physique," Jason retorted, standing up taller to prove his point.

"Ah yes, your 'physique', is all you have going for you I suppose," Tim shot back, adopting a mock-thoughtful expression. "You are too much of a headcase to have anything else going for you in that regard."

Jason squared his shoulders, trying to look as menacing as possible. "Tempt not too much the hatred of my spirit, for I am sick when I do look on thee" Jason quoted back. He silently applauded himself. Shakespeare coming in clutch.

Tim looked genuinely taken aback.

"I... what... Did you just quote Charles Dickens?" Tim stammered.

Jason gasped in (somewhat) mock-outrage. Danny was gasping for breath, laughing silently with tears streaking his face.

"That was Shakespeare, you uncultured heathen! Out of my sight! Thou dost infect mine eyes." For dramatic affect, Jason threw the back of his hand over his forehead and looked away.

Tim looked a little concerned. "Are you ok? Did that blast you got hit with earlier mess with your head?"

Now Jason was having fun.

"All morons hate it when you call them a moron." Jason quoted, knowing Tim would never know the author. Or the book, for that matter.

Tim was full-on gawking at Jason now. Danny was dying on the bed, cheeks wet with tears, chest heaving with silent laughter, slapping the bed with one arm. Jason was the one smirking at Tim now.

Tim spluttered, trying to find something to say but failing miserably.

"I misjudged you... You're not a moron. You're only a case of arrested development."

Danny was wheezing now.

Tim finally seemed to gather his composure enough to speak.

"No, seriously, are you ok?" Tim looked like he was mentally juggling, each thought barely in his mental grasp before being up in the air again. "Since when do you know Shakespeare? Are you mocking me through book quotes? Since when do you read, reading is stupid! Did you get a concussion? Did I get a concussion?"

Jason could have let it end there. He knew Tim was working off of 5 hours of sleep in the last 5 days. A small part of him acknowledged that it had been a very long time since he'd been calm and happy enough to quote book authors, but he was too happy seeing Tim struggle with knowledge he didn't know. He couldn't help but give one last quip.

"The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid."

Ok maybe that one was a little too far, but he couldn't not quote Jane Austen. Tim looked looked a little like a lost puppy out in the rain. Jason sighed, decided to throw him a bone.

“As Sherlock Holmes once said, 'No man burdens his mind with small matters unless he has some very good reason for doing so.'” Jason continued. "I'm feeling fine, Timber's. Tired, but surprisingly calm, despite the circumstances. You seriously need some sleep, though. You look dead on your feet."

His domino mask his his eyebags pretty well, but Jason recognized the signs of sleep deprivation on Tim well. Well enough to know that the kid was barely holding out from one of his two day long sleep crashes. He was still coherent enough to seem decently normal to anyone who didn't know him as well as his family did. But his mind wasn't working nearly as fast nor as smoothly as it normally did.

It took Timmy a good 3 or 4 seconds of staring at Jason in confusion before seemed to register everything Jason said.

"I am not tired," He whined, sounding a tinny bit like a child being told the same thing. "And obviously something is wrong with you. You never compliment me, especially when you're insulting me."

"Look, Timmy," Jason said, "you go finish your report of whatever and go home. You are dead on your feet and need some sleep." When Tim looked like he wanted to argue, Jason continued before he had the chance. "I've called you Tim several times and you haven't even chastised me yet. Go, I'll handle this."

Tim actually gasped as he realized. "No names in Costume, hood."

Jason didn't say anything, just gestured to his bare chest and very not covered face. Tim did not get the message.

"It's a little too late for that. Pretty sure he's already seen too much, Tim. Not like he's going to tell anyone, right?"

Again, Tim had to process the new information for a second or two. Then he sighed.

"Fine, I'll go," He said. He glanced at Danny, who had calmed down again and was eating with gusto once more. "He looks like he could use more food."

Jerking his head towards a screen on the wall near the door, Tim moved towards it. Jason followed.

"There's a program here that lets you order food from the kitchens." Tim said, showing it to Jason for reference. He glanced at Danny again, making sure he wasn't paying attention. "The kid can't be left alone yet until we know more. So you're gonna have to stay nearby."

Jason nodded his understanding.

"One last thing, we got lots of questions to ask him, so when he's awake, be sure to contact me and B. He'll definilty want to ask his questions, and after what we've heard and seen so far, I need answers too."

"Once you get the sleep you need so you can figure out the questions you want to ask," Jason teased.

"Yeah yeah," Tim relented. "Just keep an eye on the kid. I shouldn't have to say this, but He's been through huge trauma and very possibly has powers or abilities of some sort." He gave Jason a very intense look, lowering his voice even more. "He shouldn't be alive, J. Not with all the scars and injuries he has."

"I know," Jason replied, a heavy weight settling in his stomach at the reminder of why there were even here. "Go, I'll keep an eye on the kid. Do what you need to do and get some sleep."

Tim nodded.

"Bye Danny," Tim called. "I need to go, but Jason here will take good care of you, alright?"

Danny, who had just shoved the last bite of his burger into his mouth, nodded his understanding and waved.

With that, Tim left and Jason was left alone with Danny.

Jason felt exhaustion settle into his bones. He had teased Tim about needing sleep, but he himself was almost as bad. Not 5 days with only 5 hours of sleep bad, but it had been a good 36 hours since he'd slept. With everything that had happened today, his mind was swimming with new information that he couln't process. He was sure he was going to have a fit tomorrow, once his mind and body was rested enough to actually process what they had seen and everything Danny had told them. But that was for Tomorrow Jason to worry about.

Now Jason needed to make sure the kid was fed enough to sleep, and come up with a good enough excuse to stay with the kid. He didn't want him to feel trapped, not after everything he'd been through. But Tim had had a point. The kid needed watching, if even just to make sure the kid didn't try to hurt himself or something. It was pretty likely the kid was dangerous. Sure, he seemed remarkably sane, but looks could be deceiving. Jason had too much experience in that department.

Jason wandered back over to Danny's bed, plopping down on the edge of it.

"You done, kid?"

Danny nodded, wiping his hands on a wet towel that had come with the tray. There was some fries and a bit of shake left, but Jason figured he'd already eaten a lot more than what he normally had been fed at the facility. If he'd been fed at all. His injuries suggested that no food might be a possibility. And With how quickly the kid had pounded down the food, Jason wouldn't be surprised if Danny had a heighten metabolism.

"Alrighty," Jason said, starting to gather up the remnants of food. "I'll get this cleaned up and then you can get some much needed sleep."

Jason got the food taken care of, and helped Danny get settled in.

"Need anything else?" Jason asked.

Danny shook his head, though he looked pensive.

"Alright," Jason stood and went to move away, but Danny grabbed his arm before he got far.

Danny looked terrified. Jason had a feeling he new why.

"You don't want me to leave?" he asked.

Danny hesitated, then nodded slowly.

Jason gave him a reassuring smile. This made things easier.

"Don't worry, kid. I'm not leaving." Jason said.

Danny slumped with relief. looking embarrassed at the same time.

"I'm going to sleep on the couch over there," Jason gestured to the couch near the curtained off windows. "I think we both need some sleep. Don't worry, kid. Your safe. I'll protect you."

Danny nodded, finally settling in to the bed and closing his eyes.

It felt strange, being the one a traumatized child was looking to for comfort. Sure he always looked out for the kids of Crime Alley, but they were pretty independent and rarely if ever needed comfort from him.

He moved over towards the couch, grabbing the decorative pillows and blankets. He had finished setting up a makeshift bed on the couch when he heard a clap.

Danny was sitting up in bed looking at him. It was obvious he had been the one who had clapped. The notepad TIm had given him lay in his lap.

Once he had gotten Jason's attention, He held up the notepad. New words were written on it.

Thank you. For everything.

Jason smiled.

"Your welcome. I'm glad we were there to help."

Danny smiled back, before setting the notepad and pen on the nightstand and laying back down.

"I'll get the lights," Jason said. and went to turn them off.

In the short time it took for Jason to go to the room door, turn off the lights, and get back to the couch, Danny was out like a light. He could hear the kid snoring quietly.

Good. He deserved some peaceful sleep.

Jason got comfortable on the couch thoughts and information swirling in the back of his mind. There was so much unknown about everything with the kid. Too much. There was so much more they needed to know, and do. But that was for Jason to worry about tomorrow. For now, Jason was going to sleep knowing the kid was safe.

Quotes in order of Appearance(Because yes):

"Tempt not too much the hatred of my spirit, for I am sick when I do look on thee" - Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream

"Out of my sight! Thou dost infect mine eyes." - Shakespeare, Richard III

"All morons hate it when you call them a moron." - J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye

“I misjudged you… You’re not a moron. You’re only a case of arrested development.” - Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises

"The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid." - Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey

“No man burdens his mind with small matters unless he has some very good reason for doing so.” - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, A Study in Scarlet

Quote I wanted to use but never found the right moment:

"I do not want people to be very agreeable, as it saves me the trouble of liking them a great deal." - Jane Austen, Jane Austen's Letters

No one knew what to do with the boy. They had found him in a facility thought to be another Cadmus base but as it turns out, was a research compound for another group entirely. One that experimented on unknown beings while claiming to have affiliation with the government. That was already concerning in and of itself but the boy. The way that they found him.

His throat had been slit. As evident but the nasty scar and dirty bandages that covered it. If that wasn't bad enough, his mouth was also bound in some type of muzzle that took Superman applying most of his strength to break. It was almost as if the people of this facility were afraid of this boy's voice.

That wasn't even the worst of it though. Neither was the apparent fear and distrust in his eyes. Not even the small cell with the threadbare cot and no windows was the worst. No, the worst of it was the mountain of scars they saw when they finally coaxed the boy into taking off his shirt. Especially the giant y scar that split down his chest.

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talzane · 3 years ago

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I've been seeing a lot of Damian and Danny Twins AUs lately, but they always seem to recognize each other by appearance. They're two kids raised by the League to, assuredly, be a deadly duo at least until Ra's decided one of them had to go. Once Robin starts working with Batman--depending on the canon, he's also trained by the League--those team(twin) fighting lessons and years of practice should come back like muscle memory. For Danny, that should resurface at least a little as he works with Tucker, Sam, Jazz, and possibly Valerie (for this specific AU it would make a *lot* more sense if Valerie was added since she can also fly and then have Danny train her to fight like a Leaguer beside him).

Somehow, probably a ghost nut convention, Danny ends up in Gotham. Batman has been incapacitated and captured by Scarecrow, who is once again bragging about his latest fear toxin that will bring Gotham to its knees, starting with its Dark Knight. Danny has to help a fellow vigilante out and heads off, following the signals of Gotham's shades to Scarecrow's base. Danny, being cautious for once in his vigilante career, surveys the base, and sneaks in.

Robin, the only other bat in Gotham by some misfortune, decided to sneak off to "rescue" his father all by himself. He had no clue who the newbie breaking in Scarecrow's base was, but his father wouldn't want him to let them die, which is why he found himself following the *glowing* imbecile.

*Nice going Fenton, you could have just turned intangible. I guess old habits must come back,* and not wanting to miss another opportunity for improved sneaking, Danny promptly turned invisible and broke left as he continued to creep farther into the building.

*How did that idiot manage to evade me?* Damian wondered with no small hint of irritation after he entered by the same entrance and turned towards his right.

Minutes later, both teens entered into a large, open area. Apparently Scarecrow had set up shop in a large warehouse with ample office space at the front, which the boys had found empty of threats, to their mutual frustration. Danny, still invisible, flew to the rafters and slowly drifted deeper into the warehouse towards the source of the noise and lights he could see. Robin kept to the right of the warehouse, grappled to the rafters and swiftly darted along them towards the area where Scarecrow was likely holding his father.

As Danny neared the back of the warehouse, several things became very clear. The first was that his eyes had been correct, those were *actually* massive vats of chemicals. The second was that massive vats of chemicals without lids existed somewhere outside his parents' basement. The third was that this "Scarecrow" guy, with all his advanced chemistry lab set up, advanced formulas, TV cameras, hired thugs, and insanity was...just a dude with a sack on his head. Danny shook his head, *this is why I don't fight humans.*

Robin, on the other hand, was primarily focused on finding a way to neutralize the thugs around Batman long enough to free him. Robin thought for a moment, Damien Wayne thought for a moment, and Damien al'Ghul thought for a moment. Something in his gut told him his plan would work, and father had said to trust his gut unless it told him to kill people.

Robin leapt from the rafters onto the thug nearest Batman and after absorbing the rest of his fall with a precise roll to his right into the back of another's ankles (ACL tear if done right...or wrong for the rollee), he darted, again towards his right, attempting to clear a space around the objective.

Danny, from his vantage on the rafters, saw a flicker of motion before *Robin* dropped through his field of view and instinct kicked in, pulling Danny after him. Danny, feeling years out of practice, barely avoided twisting his now-much-larger ankle on the shoulder of the goon he crashed onto, and his roll to his left into the next thug's calves was horribly off target to the point he had to yank the man's feet from under him with ghostly strength, but this fight felt...right.

Damian noticed the stutter after his partner landed, that didn't normally happen. *Normally? Ttt, father isn't so clumsy...*

After a minute, perhaps two, had passed, a small space and a shorter window had appeared for Damian to free Batman.

Danny, appreciating the moment he and his mysterious partner had bought, made eye contact with their objective. Tall, dark, brooding, bat-obsessed, and intimidating was putting it mildly. The Batman was terrifying and his gaze was fixed on Danny, so Danny pointedly looked away from him and returned to his job, keeping watch. Dam-- his brot-- Danny had never been that great at rescuing the target anyway, he'd made the best distractions when necessary though. *Could have just phased the bindings off him, stupid,* the voice in the back of his head chided him. *Great going, Fenton. Really slipping up today aren'tcha?*

Damian's hands fumbled for less than half a second as he released Bruce from the table, but he couldn't help it, that had felt...just like before. As the bindings fell away, Batman removed himself from the table and focused the full might of his glare on Scarecrow.

"Forgive me, Dark Knight, if I'm not afraid of your...theatrics. You see my new toxin will--"

An echoing, teenaged voice cut him off, "Blah, blah, crumble the Dark Knight to ruins and bring Gotham to Wisconsin or something, just give up already!"

Scarecrow's mask twisted to match the sick grin underneath, "Is this a new bat for me to te--"

"Am not," the voice, coming from the glowing figure, retorted.

The few goons who had managed to regain their feet since the first beatdown slowly worked to form a perimeter between the 'Crow and the Bats (and co).

"Good, then try *this*!" Doctor Johnathan Crane cried as he hurled a small vial filled with a yellow fluid at Danny's feet. Both Batman and Damian lunged to make space and time to don their filtration masks, but the glowing figure didn't move and vial smashed between his feet.

Damian's heart clenched in fear, *Why didn't you move!?*

The Bat's eyes narrowed.

Danny breathed in the sweaty aroma. *Ugh,* "Dude, was this supposed to smell like gym shorts?"

The Scarecrow stood amidst the vast chemical distillery he had set up in his months out of Arkham, behind the wall of hired muscle he had found, and his jaw fell slack. All his calculations had amounted to was the smell of used gym shorts!?

While the 'Crow's brain tried to reset from Danny's perfect distraction, Danny turned his head back to face Robin with his customary, cocky grin.

Damian recognized the signal for what it was and they sprung back into action together, in sync. As they bounded through the remaining thugs like scythes through a wheat field, every thug they threw was stomped out by the other, every combat roll to quickly find a new angle was covered, and every opening was protected just like they'd been doing this for years.

The fight came to an end to the symphony of Scarecrow's screams, "It's not possible. It's just not! My formula was perfect!" They ended when Batman, who had already handcuffed the pleading lunatic, had knocked him out for "resisting arrest."

Danny and Damian stood near each other to catch their breath, supposedly, but they were appraising each other. Their physiques matched, even if one of them glowed, the eyes matched, even if they shouldn't, and the hair, which was still waving around despite the lack of wind, definitely didn't match, but Damian had a feeling.

Robin was dressed like a stoplight. It was really not Damian's style...at least not back then, but maybe it could have been by now. The hair was the same, he couldn't make out the eyes through whatever was covering them, but this was Damian, no doubt about it.

Danny stepped closer to Robin. Robin's body language immediately became tense in a falsely disaffected manner. Definitely Damian. Danny swooped in for a hug and turned his head intangible, *Ha! Got it right that time!*

When Damian swung at the mystery glowstick's head, he didn't expect his fist to go through it, but his fist certainly collided with their ribs.

Yup, it's Dami.

Damian let himself relax, this was Danyal. Somehow, he was alive, and Damian returned the hug. He'd kill Danyal for not telling him he was still alive later.

"Robin!"

Damian's eyes cracked open to see the disapproving figure of Batman glaring down at him.

"Report!"

In case it wasn't clear, Danny was "slipping up" because he was running on instincts from his days with Damian, not cause he's having problems.

#danny phantom #dp au #dp x dc #dc x dp #danny fenton #damian wayne #I dont know how to write their dialogue so I kinda didn't

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atimeofyourlife · 2 years ago

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Part 2 (or 1.5?) of this Eddie's POV of after the argument outside the diner (AO3)

Eddie felt sick as he watched Steve walk away with Danni. He knew he'd fucked up by listening to Gareth, and allowing him, Grant, and Jeff to fill his head with their dislike of Steve and twist what he knew of Steve. Steve who had, as Danni had pointed out, been so hurt by cheating. Nancy cheating on him with Jonathan. His father's constant affairs that Steve had been aware of from a young age, where his mother would leave him home alone in an attempt to prevent her husband's wandering eyes turning into wandering hands. The hurt expression on Steve's face was one that would haunt him forever. It was a hurt that he had caused, by listening to his friends over choosing to trust the one he loved.

He went back inside feeling lost. Had he just fucked up the relationship beyond repair? He didn't even know how to start to fix it.

"How pathetic was he? Was it all crocodile tears and claiming it meant nothing, and he still left with-" Gareth started, but Eddie cut him off.

"I fucked up. Seriously fucked up." He dropped back into his seat at the table, and started to push around his food, he'd barely started it, but couldn't stomach finishing it.

"Yeah, you fucked up by trusting someone like that, but you know now. He's the one that seriously fucked up the relationship, by fucking that-" Grant said, sounding like he was trying to be reassuring.

"She's his cousin." Eddie snapped. "Not some girl that he's fucking. And I fucked up because he told me about her before he left for Chicago. That he'd be spending all his time with her because she's the only person in his family that isn't insufferable."

"If you believe that, you're way less smart than we give you credit for, man. That's just one of the classic cheating excuses, oh she's my cousin. We just grew up kissing and sleeping naked together, so we don't want to stop." Jeff replied, his tone growing mocking toward the end.

Eddie didn't bother replying, just standing up and dropping the few dollars to cover his food on the table. He needed to get out of there. He needed to find a way to make it right.

Eddie just drove around for a while, trying to organize his thoughts. Trying to come up with some way to apologize to Steve. His bandmates were obviously no help. He considered talking to the kids, but then he would have to explain to them why he needed to apologize. And they would give him hell for treating Steve like that, not that he wouldn't deserve it. There was no chance of Robin helping, she would have heard it all from Steve and would come out swinging.

He got home, thankful that Wayne's truck was there. Wayne was his only hope for any help, even if it would come with judgement for his actions. Because Wayne liked Steve, and had warned Eddie not to do something stupid and hurt Steve. That warning had come way before the accusation of cheating, and now felt like Wayne had known that something like this would happen.

"What's going on, Ed. I thought you'd be out with the boys longer than this?" Wayne asked as Eddie walked in.

"I fucked up, Wayne. Really seriously fucked up, and I don't know how to make it right." Eddie pulled his hair over his face, not wanting to see the judgement he knew he would get from Wayne.

"How'd you fuck up? Is it anything to do with why you've been avoiding Steve?" Wayne questioned.

"I accused him of cheating. Gareth got in my head about it." Eddie admitted.

"Where in the hell did you get an idea like that from? Anyone with eyes could see how devoted that boy is to you. How much he loves you."

Eddie hesitated for a second, before explaining everything that had happened. Steve's trip to Chicago, how he'd planned to hang out with his cousin. Gareth seeing them out together while he was doing college visits, and assuming the worst. Gareth telling him and Jeff and Grant as soon as he got back from Chicago, as he was back before Steve. Eddie believing him because Steve wasn't there to defend himself, and because he'd assumed that Steve's cousin was a guy. Steve coming home, and Eddie trying to avoid him. Seeing Steve at the diner with Danni, and taking it all out on him. "And it's just. His face, Wayne. I've never seen him so hurt. He was trying not to cry. And it's my fault. I don't know what to do to make this right. I don't know if there's anything I can do."

"Boy, you must've got that stupid from your momma or your daddy, because you sure as shit didn't get it from me." Wayne sighed. "Right now, you apologize and make it a damn good one. He don't have to accept it or forgive you, because you accused him of something pretty big. You chose to believe your friends over Steve, and even I know that they don't like him. That they hold some grudge against him."

"I don't think I'll be able to get close to him, he's gonna have a pair of guard dogs ready for blood." Eddie replied.

"You still got to try. Apologize, make it clear, then follow his lead. If he wants to talk, let him. If he wants space, give it to him. If he dumps you, you leave him the hell alone. He deserves a good apology, and only he gets to decide if it's good enough. And you got to consider which you value more, your friendship with Gareth, Grant, and Jeff, or your relationship with Steve. Because you ain't gonna be able to have both, not in the same way as before. Now, you gotta go figure out how you're gonna fix this." Wayne gave him one last look, before turning back to his paper.

Eddie still didn't know how, but he was going to find a way to fix this.

This will be 3/4 parts long. No guarantees, but I'm hoping to have part 3 done in the next week or so! tags: @kengwisi @oh-yeah-honey @estrellami-1 @hardboiledleggs @zerokrox-blog

#eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie #steddie fic #steve harrington x eddie munson #steve x eddie #steddie angst #atimeofyourwrites

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thenewgirl76 · 2 years ago

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Maddy ends up fatally wounded thanks to the GIW's typical uncaring recklessness in pursuit of Danny. Despite the hospital's best efforts plus her own desire to live, she dies four days later. Naturally Danny blames himself and decides to run away out of fear of the same thing happening to the rest of his family and friends.

In his distraught state he doesn't take notice of the tagalong he gains the moment he takes off. Turns out Maddy's passing was anything but peaceful. Though unconscious more often than not she could still hear everything, including Danny crying to her over how much he regretted messing with the portal, that he tried so hard to do good, and that he was sorry he didn't do better when it counted. The shame and guilt during her few moments of consciousness is what lead to both her hanging on as long as she did and her coming back not long after taking her last breath, desperate for a way to make up for her failure as a mother.

So none the wiser to his travelling companion Danny's travels eventually bring him to Star City. From there he continues his routine of survival and avoidance as a homeless teen, Maddy guarding and watching over him every step of the way.

While the whole situation is less than ideal, given how Maddy can't do more and has yet to muster enough bravery to reveal herself to Danny, the system they have works and is somewhat comforting to her. Of course it doesn't last long as one day Danny lets his guard down and gets careless to the point of ending up involved in a hero villain standoff.

He gets away unscathed. But not before drawing the concerned eye of citizen and hero alike. It's only a matter of time before he begrudgingly agrees to be taken in. This does not please Maddy. At all. Just like that, it's no longer simply about making amends however she can, but about protecting a highly valued possession. In life and death Danny is her son, her baby, and hers alone.

And no one, absolutely no one is taking him from her. Not Vlad, not the GIW, and ESPECIALLY not some trashy looking shrink and her Robin Hood wannabe boyfriend. She'll see them dead first.

#dp+dc crossover #danny phantom #dc universe #danny fenton/phantom #maddy fenton #dinah lance/black canary #oliver queen/green arrow #dead maddy #unhinged possessive ghost maddy #though i'm a sucker for bruce adopting danny #i also wanted to see a different dc character get their shot #so i elected black canary and green arrow as the lucky adopters #if i wasn't clear danny doesn't know maddy came back as a ghost

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sassykitkat22 · 2 years ago

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Now i love how vlads obsession switched gears and id like to add to it by making it once more extend onto another person

Jasmine dun dun dunnnnnn

As we know from the show danny got added to his obsession regarding Maddie and Jack after discovering danny is a halfa like him

And since its done a 180 here i think after a while of interacting with jack at some point will brag about his oldest daughter and eventually go down to how many times she helped keep dannys secret as well as make to steer the conversation away from phantom during dinner

And you know making sure jack and Maddie pulled away to actually take care of themselves

What is going through vlads head is something along the lines of

I see while me and jack where blinded by that

she devil my dear niece was not only making sure danny was able to feel safe and comfortable

But also insured my brother from another mother wasn't being worked to the bone by she who shall not be named and making sure he ate food

And yes vlad knows if someone isn't there to check in on jack then he will get sucked into the invention zone but his best buddy is very passionate about technology and we all get that way sometimes

But that tendency had to be ten time worse because no doubt Maddie brushed off any thoughts his best friend could have had about taking a break in order to use his mind to further her goals just like how she did when he was left in the hospital half alive half dead

Why it must have been a constant struggle to ensure jacks continued good health but his niece managed to pulled through

Suddenly, any trouble jazz my have had with uptight rich kids disappears as they try to avoid her and if she ever had to take a loan for college any debt has been paid off

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Jack finds a harley quinn on death's door after an argument with the joker one day and decides to help her get back to health

Now jazz as a psychology majore in gotham had heard the story of Dr. Harleen Quinzel at her school, teachers have used her as a cautionary tale about being carful to keep patients at an arms length and some have even done research papers on her because they consider her morbidly fascinating

Some say she's someone who was tragically doomed to fall into being a Rouge eventually due to her family background.

While others consider her a someone who was manipulated, warped by the joker and could have has a normal life if she never encountered him.

One day, she goes to visit her family after having a bit of essay writing block and deciding to take a step back and take a small break

just to find out that her lovable himbo crime lord dad has taken in said

"fuck it if my family can get away with having ties to the criminal underworld why can't I"

Jazz get help on her essay as well as someone to talk psychology to

and harley gets help breaking away from the joker obsession!

Harly, when healed enough, decides to teach jazz some tricks she's learned since in the profession jazz is planning to go into. It's better to be safe than sorry

(Now jazz knows how to aim! Though she still prefes the anti creep stick)

(P.s she's crossed out Fenton and wrote Nightingale creepstick)

Danny, with his dislike and general distrust for clowns, tries to supervise only to get pulled in and eventually get some therapy

Harley after learning about Maddie and what she tried to do to danny decides to join jacks team and gets adopted as a pseudo sibling by Jack

and that's the day she gained a non-shitty but kinda crazy family as well as a place she can feel safe.

Thus, Auntie Harley was born

(Bud and loo are kinda like guard dogs for the building, and Jack absolutely helps to spoil them)

(She and Jazz definitely tag team to help curve their family's bad habits at some point)

(She's helping Danny make chaos as soon as they are left in a room together)

(She is also the therapist for jacks helpers though people where definitely wary of her at first they eventually got use to her)

Now keep in mind she sees how Vlad acts, and while she understands the whole ghost obsession thing, she tends to help keep him on a bit of a leash and pulls him back if it starts negatively affecting everyone with both words and a good smack to the head

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Something i want to add is vlad didn't originally like her very much and the feeling was mutual After harley came back to visit the first time he tried to threaten interrogate her on why she came back what is she planning for his best friend, niece, and nephew how can he get her to leave?

Now vlad as a business man prides himself in being able to hide things from his opponents with a mask

So he's more then a little botherd when she casually lists off all his issues and the possible reasons behind these issues and bein 90% right

He only starts to semi trust her and see her as an ally/pawn is when she smacks down a bunch of goons joker sent to ambush jack after he tried to attack a upgraded crim alley with laughing gas and failed

I cant think of what would push them into being sort of friends but as a friend harley helps vlad through his more toxic traits

And when jack decides to date again she and him being both paranoid about relationships team up to make sure whoever is trying to woo their favorite himbo has honest intentions and isn't looking to use him

And she makes sure vlad doesn't try to make things up so they can cause a breakup

Because lets face it this vlad right here will probably hate the idea of jack trying to date someone purely because (in his eyes) its because of a relationship with Maddie that jack was pulled away from him in his time of need and became distanced enough to the point of misplaced resentment and hatred

So to him, jack dating = no more friendship

Thankfully harley, his frienenemy is there to pull him away from those thoughts before he does something that would actually ruin his friendship

Now, harlys nicknames for the Nightingale family!

Danny=little hyena

on account of his habit to bite dangerous people and ask questions later

Jazz=jazzypants

I know its a bit lazy but I could just genuinely see her calling jazz this

Jack= Jackyboy

Again, a bit lazy but I'm honestly drawing a blank, so feel free to pop in with suggestions

Vlad= vamps (Dracula is the one she uses if he does somthing or gets out of control)

Red hood/jason

I have two

shrike

I feel like she could probably figure out his previous identity as robin and shriks are pretty brutal birds if she did

Plus I imagine they get off on the wrong foot due to her past relationship with the joker and I can see him threatening first chance he gets maybe somthing along the lines of "I'll throw you from the highest building I can find then shoot you before you hit the ground just befor you hit the ground if you hurt them"

So violent

And Red Gremlin

There's no reason it just fits

Sam=sqirt

Reasons

Tucker=mummy boy? Pharoah dude????.....

Hacky oh gosh that made me cringe. Maybe something like guru or techie? I know those are probably lazy but i seriously still got nothing (i dont remember the character that well)

DP X DC Prompt #45

Gotham has a new rouge. Except he only steals food and medical supplies in great quantities.

(Jack takes Danny and runs to Gotham after a Reveal gone Wrong where Maddie tries to kill Danny)

#first reblog #dc x dp crossover #first thing written on tumblr!#jazz gets therapy?#vlad gets a metaphysical leash #yes vlad is slightly scared of harley

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tanglepelt · 2 years ago

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Run Ghost Run 9

A03 Master Prev Next

Tim talks to Danny. Jason makes progress with Danny.

The traffic light café was good as a place as any. Really Danny wasn’t picky. He didn’t know the area or what else was around.

The café took its name seriously. The entire cafe looked like someone barfed up red, yellow, and green. Tables and chairs clash against each other. The only normal part of the whole café was where you ordered. A standard corner counter. Coffee machines and flavoring on the wall. Cash register upfront.

They sectioned off the tables from where you ordered with rope barriers.

The cash register was oddly placed. Scooted at the edge on the opposite side. A special menu has plenty of room up front. It’s like they fully expected someone to grab it and run.

The colors made him think of that kid, Robin.

Right now, the café was empty. Drinks sat on the counter a few iced drinks and hot drinks in to-go cups his best guess would be mobile orders. The mug is probably a worker's drink. The café had just opened. So, it was around 6 am.

The cashier had rushed to the back to grab the till. Left him all alone up front. That was until he felt a chill.

He felt it even before the bell rang. Another contaminated. A guy with black hair and blue eyes. Just a tad taller than him. He wasn’t sure why. But the guy looked at him as if he knew him. It gave him stalker vibes.

You know that second-look type thing. Except his posture stayed the same and his head didn’t move. Either this guy is very good at concealing his emotions or Danny was being paranoid again.

Considering everything that moved seemed to set him off. The latter was more likely. At this point, he just needed to expect everyone to set off his radar.

Danny planned to keep his order simple. No sugary concoction just an iced americano and a croissant. Nothing too awful. Honestly, who knows? It could cause gut problems. Coffee was not the best thing to be having. He didn’t care. Caffeine was essential.

He could feel the guy behind him still.

He was a weird one. Offering to pay for his items albeit forcefully. The dude came in front of him slamming a card down. Which was nice and all. This guy was just a tad bit intense. You didn’t do that back in Amity. Everyone in amity knew one another. You only bought things for friends and ppl you cared about. Not for some rando.

The guy introduced himself, Timothy Drake, call him Tim. He looked like he needed a nap, maybe a full night of sleep. His bags had bags. Getting coffee wouldn’t help that. Danny shouldn’t judge to harshly seeing as he was doing the same thing. The dude got 5 shots of espresso in a mug. The way the lady taking orders looked at him made it seem like a frequent order.

Tim kept trying to make conversation while they were waiting. Danny was hardly paying attention to him. Just enough to not be rude. He did buy his drink after all. When Danny had his drink, he had gone towards the exit. Danny stopped in his tracks to turn and face Tim. There is no way he just said he jumped out a window to get coffee.

“You… jumped out a window??? For coffee” He was not ready for what Tim had to say next

“Sneaking out of windows is my thing. Used to use them to go look for Batman and Robin.”

This guy was a whole different breed. He was essentially admitting to stalking them. How else would he know all these stories about Batman and Robin? There was no other explanation he was certainly way too old to be Robin and wasn’t the same build as Batman. Definitely a stalker.

The stories he had about them while impressive, the good in Gotham and all. It sounded like they cared a lot about Gotham. Heros themselves seemed to be attached to the government. Now he was most likely a wanted fugitive.

So that’s a no from him.

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Jason has been doing his best to avoid his family. He’s seen the messages on the chat. There is no way he’s admitting that what happened to the replacement and Damian happened to him. He would ignore the whole glowing green situation.

No involvement from him.

Besides nothing has happened to him since then. He doesn’t want to deal with their constant worry and attempts would surely happen to keep him in. Jason did not have to follow orders from Bruce.

The bats had been busy handling the batgirl crises to get on his case. Jason wouldn’t be surprised if they just forgot to turn their comms back on. Steph did fake her own death before.

Any situation those two got in. They could handle it. Regardless he had his own mess to handle right now. There was a new gang messing with his territory adding in the fact they’ve been using children; he’s got his work cut out for him.

Then the weird dreams of some lady in black. She always faded in and out from white to black. Jason noticed the little crown holding her veil up. One with little bats at the tips of the points. All saying a prince needed help. Without it, there would be consequences. It had been non-stop. The last few nights had been restless.

Red Hood still had to patrol despite these dreams. Make sure he didn’t lose any street credit.

He had been alerted to a kid being spit out by a shadow. Could very well be the one Duke saw. His first guess was a meta with some form of teleportation power. Potentially two working together. Worst case scenario kid got nabbed by a meta. Which just wouldn’t do.

No kids getting hurt on his turf. It’s a well-known rule. He always followed through.

Potential metas in Gotham are not great. Nothing against the superpowered. It’s just that if they are easily manipulated or misled, they would end up as pawns. That would be bad for all parties involved. Gotham likes to twist and corrupt people.

If someone got their hands on a meta kid, it could be disastrous. Depending on the control of his powers he could injure someone or reveal his powers to the wrong person. Traffickers were still out in Gotham some prepared for metas. Who’s managed to get a hold of power suppressants.

He’s cleaned the streets of the worst of them. More always just showed up. Metas and children would be best to stay away from crime alley. He’d have to handle this efficiently.

Plan was simple. Get to the alley he was last spotted. Begin to search for him. Then one of two things. Ensure the kid safely got out of Gotham or take care of a potential trafficker and get the kid out of Gotham. The unlikely chance the kid wasn’t running from something and got displaced from his family. Jason would help get them reunited.

Scouting out for the kid was easy. He noticed him from the roof. Only for the kid to whip his head right at him. The best even scrounged up his nose as if he caught a wiff of something disgusting.

Look like he was going to have to act. If the kid spotted him following him would yield no results. Seeing as the kid was out alone no one in sight. Approaching may just work. With the shadow report in mind, he was going to have to watch his back. I’m the chance a shadow launched itself at him. He had a bright light on him. Light makes shadows stop, who knows it could have the same properties.

The closer he got he could see the kid had just checked out as well and the closer the temperature dropped.

Only jolting when he landed in front of him. Falling straight on his butt as a reaction.

Jason was able to look him over. It was the same kid from the library. The photo did not do justice to the kid’s injuries. His eye was dark more swollen the marks on the wrist looked far worse. The sweatshirt had rolled up from the fall.

The rope burns on his wrist were red and bruised. The very edges were puffy and a deep red line through the center. Cuffs had cut into the right where the burns were. Less then a week. His eye was swollen with deep red bags underneath them. Danny if he recalls the name properly was ghostly pale.

This was done against his will. Kid fought back causing the fallout to be worse. Someone purposely bound him. Jason had no doubts. Whoever hurt the kid had done so intentionally. Barbara had relayed the ecto acts to them and how to find them.

He looked them up. Pain to find.

Read them.

They needed to go.

Everything pointed to Danny running away. Which is expected when someone has the injuries he has. Having a full bag meant he knew there was a chance it was going to happen or had outside help.

The fall he took most of set off a hidden injury. He could smell iron in the air. Somewhere the kid was bleeding. And it had to be a lot. There was no playing nice. Danny was a flight risk. Jason had to change his stance in preparation for him to flee. The brat kept playing off the injury with a simple it will heal. Yea no. He heard the kid wince.

Danny was getting medical attention and protection. If the government was after him claiming, he was un-sentient and unable to feel pain he wasn’t going back. They were fooling themselves to get away with sentencing an entire species to experimentation or eradication.

He went to grab the kid. Only for his hand to phase through him. Danny looked like he was flickering going from translucent to fully visible. A meta maybe an alien, of some kind. If he listened to the government likely an ecto entity. It tracked. The research and running were factors in favor of him being an ecto entity.

As Danny moved so did the chill. Tracking his movement was easier with that. A second attempt for the same result. Where his hand had gone through was freezing. It had to be at least 5 degrees cooler than everywhere else.

He followed until he went through a building. One after another. When he lost sight, he tried to follow the chill in the air. Only for no luck to be had.

The rest of the patrol was searching. No luck. He was about ready to text the chat. Then Dick texted.

He had eyes on him.

Only for said brat to jump off the roof.

Jason was hoping he used his powers to land in the sewers below Gotham. Now Jason should have informed the chat about the intangibility. Confirm the suspicions of him being a Meta. Given he disappeared from the ground he’s sure they know that part. The intangibility part is probably not. The running theory in the chat was teleportation. Jason didn’t buy that. The kid ran from him through the buildings and didn’t disappear in the shadows. There could be limitations on his powers making it only useable so often so he couldn’t fully dismiss it.

If he did text the chat, it's headache city. He’d get lectured for ghosting them and he didn’t want to deal with that. Then chewed out for not reporting his encounter with Danny earlier. Besides Jason wanted to get Danny first.

The others were a bit much.

So here he was out in Gotham midafternoon. It’s not like he had a day job. His plan was to stake out the area to see if he could spot him. Walking around as Jason Todd. He had a bag with a mask and a red jacket. If he ran into him, he’d try the Red Hood first. Maybe a less intense approach. Not so grabby. Mention he is a crime lord. That way the kid would at least know he had nothing positive with the government. If anything, he was a wanted man.

Jason didn’t have all the facts. Enough to know the kid had every right to be wary of anything government related. He’d end up trusting a criminal much quicker than any government official. Although loose as they were the bats and birds had connections. They could be found online. The kid is obviously trying the whole solo thing. It couldn’t last forever.

The intangibility would be a problem. Perhaps the flickering wasn’t normal. He seemed to struggle through it. His breathing had picked up. Throughout the encounter, the temperature was constant. If he went closer the temp dropped. Thermals may come in handy in a search. He’d go that route if he failed to find him. There is always the chance the kid got spooked and ditched town.

For now, walking by back alleys would be his best bet.

Jason heard it before he saw it. The sounds of a mugger demanding money from someone. Then the sounds of a body falling on the ground. The same voice that lied about being fine was now complaining about spilling his new iced americano.

Was the kid a coffee addict like the replacement?

Grabbing his mask and jacket. He walked into the alley. It was a small space. About the width of two cars. A full dumpster in the alley. Behind the kid, there was a guy in a mask unconscious. The dude got what he deserved and was drenched in coffee. He’d take care of him after he dealt with the brat. Danny himself didn’t look so good.

He was sitting on the ground against the wall. Arm positioned over his stomach. Pain is evident even with his eyes closed. Much like their first meeting. Considering Danny hadn’t noticed him. This time he stood a chance. Danny looked like he was about to pass out. Could be as easy as grabbing the child.

The kid seemed to slump. Jason got directly in front of him with no reaction. Did he pass out?

Perfect time to try just grabbing him. No reaction when he touched his shoulders. He could be seriously injured even if he didn’t see them right off the back. He’s guessing he jolted the kid wrong when getting him in position. He was met with a bite on his shoulder. It went through his jacket.

Jason is positive he heard Danny hissing as well.

“This is the worst kidnapping attempt. 0 out 10” That opened a whole new line of questions.

“You’re the one passed out in an alley next to a mugger.”

Jason could hear the disappointment in Danny’s words “That was good coffee too.”

“Gonna run the minute I put you down or just plan to go intangible again.”

The air around them got colder than it had been. His foot especially. Huh. Not just intangibility. The brat froze his boot to the ground. Not that well, if he wanted, he could just pull his foot out.

“How about you just let me down and chill out.” Dick would like this kid.

“You need medical attention” Jason had an idea “If you’d rather ill call an ambulance, they get close and ill ditch. Don’t want any run-ins with the authorities myself.”

“NO. No cops no ambulances.” There was worry laced in his voice. He could work with this.

“Cool. We can just hang out here then” Kid wasn’t going to get out without using his abilities. He hadn’t yet so it seemed less and less likely.

“I’m fine” The go-to saying.

“Three choices. Me the crime lord, the ambulance, or we can stand here indefinitely. I’m sure one of those vigilantes will show their faces.”

“a crime lord?” The voice he spoke in led Jason to believe this might just work out.

“yup” Plain and simple. It was silent for about five or so minutes when the kid finally spoke.

“Fine. I’ll go with you. No cop or those weird vigilantes”

The ice disappeared and Jason let him down. He was happy to relieve him of his bag. Little incentive to have him not run. Danny was pouting and annoyed at the situation. Complaining that he was fine. The go-to lie. That he could carry his bag and walk just fine. Then dropped like a sack of rocks. Jason may have underestimated how badly he was injured. Getting him to a safe house would be simpler at least.

Once he was back in a safe-house kid passed out on the couch. He looked him over for any major injuries. Kid's torso was wrapped completely in bandages, the wrist burn he was aware of, and only several small surface-level wounds, which he tended to. Jason wasn’t going to do anything too invasive. The brat would no doubt run if he did. Its not like he would be able to keep him in the room easily. Intangibility and all, not to mention the ice powers.

He supposed it was time to hop back in the chat.

Red Hood: kids a meta who goes intangible and has some form of ice power.

Nightwing: Where have you been?

Nightwing: How do you know

Red Hood: met him obviously.

Robin: I wish to gather the knowledge of why we turned green. He fled the previous attempt.

Red Hood: so your saying the kid on the run. Likely has a government agency after him and you guys approached as a vigilante?

Nightwing: technically

Red Robin: i said he’d run

Red Hood: Kids going to be terrified of you guys. Be real with yourselves and think for a second.

Red Hood: whose the kid going to trust? The crime lord or the vigilantes.

Red hood: don’t answer. Seeing as he’s on my couch now.

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