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I read through the reblogs and I’ve decided to do my own thing. So hear me out. Danny’s from a parallel Earth. So anything ghost related doesn’t exist in the DCU Earth. Clockwork came up to Danny one day, asked him if he wanted to have an adventure, and Danny wasn’t busy so he decided “what harm could it do?”

Turns out, no harm, but a lot of confusion.

So foreign exchange Danny. He does this in human form bc it’s easier than explaining why he looks like an alien. And there ARE aliens on this planet, he was very interested in finding that out. He also has a lot of research to do.

The problem starts when he realizes that this Earth is almost nothing like his. So he’s severely outdated on what passes for “normal” on this Earth. (Thus the comments on the OP’s post make sense to him but not to the people of this Earth.)

Enter Tim. Danny’s academic rival. Where Danny excels in math, science, and chemistry, he fails at things like geography and history. (Not even the country lines are the same, you know? Danny is very confused and very lost.)

Tim catches Danny muttering in an unknown language and records it to try and figure out what he’s saying. Turns out though, that this language isn’t from Earth. (Ghost speak.) so now the mystery deepens.

If Danny isn’t from this planet, which one does he come from?

So the Ghost Zone counts as its own domain right? Then I propose foreign exchange student Danny Fenton.

He's very quiet and very smart but more importantly, he's pretty dodgy about his country or origin. He's never given a straight answer about where he comes from. Only saying things like "oh we're big on combat sports" or "technically we're a monarchy but there hasn't been a king since the last one was locked away for being a tyrant". It's to the point where students have made a running bet to see who can figure out Danny's country of origin first. And Tim plans to win that bet.

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Danny wasn’t the only Fenton that had been affected by ectoplasm exposure.

Jazz showed her powers for the first time when she was 3. Jazz had set the curtains to her room on fire. She blamed it on Danny after the fire was out. Jack believed her.

When Jazz was five, she discovered what she called ‘firebending’ after a show that she had watched on television. But she hid it, because she didn’t want her parents to think she was weird. After all, she was the only one in her family that had powers.

When Jazz was six and Danny was four, she discovered Danny’s ice powers. Now she knew two things. She wasn’t the only weird one, and her parents had no idea. How did they not notice that their kids had powers?

Danny and Jazz grew up keeping their powers a secret. In a world of meta human trafficking, ghosts, and aliens, they didn’t want to get involved in it.

The portal started up for the first time when Jazz was 13 and Danny 11. It started up shortly after their parents old college friend came back into their lives. Vlad paid the kids very little attention. They practically didn’t exist to them.

Jazz and Danny met Batman for the first time when she was 14. Batman and his crew had come to raid their home on the basis that it was a base for the supervillain, Plasmius. Jazz took Danny by the hand and they kept back Batman’s crew with a mixture of fire and ice, and disappeared without a trace.

Two years after that, when Jazz was 16 and Danny was 14, the two orphans remerged in Star City. They had gotten caught by Green Arrow and John Constantine, and they were very, very angry about it. They don’t want to be science experiments. They don’t want to be heroes. They just want to live their life.

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What if we add some ✨spice✨ and say this dimension knows NOTHING about ghosts. Not even Constantine knows shit. So to them, Danny (in his ghost form) is a completely new species with unknowns. Enter Danny forgothowtobeahuman phantom, who looks nothing like humans with the exception of his bipedal stance. With time and ice powers, pale blue skin, white hair, toxic green eyes, and pointed ears and teeth. Yep, the humans are definitely wary. Good thing he’s friendly.

The heroes get him talking. He mentions a few other abilities, and they’re sweating. Danny casually being a part of the most powerful species they’ve ever heard of and friendly? They hope the rest of his species is friendly.

AU where Danny has spent a very long time in the Infinite Realms for one reason or another (time travel work for Clockwork, Ghost King business, fled Earth for some reason, decided he didn't jive with living under capitalism, realized he wasn't aging, whatever).

On his first trip out to the living world where he actually interacts with living people, he drops into a reality where the Justice League exists and gets curious about the Watchtower. It's definitely Earth technology, but it's way different than anything he's seen them build before. How cool! He has to check it out.

He gets intercepted. Danny's first introduction to the Justice League is Green Lantern, Superman, and Martian Manhunter. They're friendly enough when they realize he's just curious.

In the course of talking, his abilities come up. Danny talks about his ice and the time powers Clockwork started teaching him after AGIT.

Then one of them says something along the lines of "and you can fly."

Danny gives them a weird look.

"...and I can walk?"

Which is about the moment that they realize that, not only has Danny assumed that flight is normal for them (since all of the people he's met since showing up are capable of it), but he could have any number of abilities that he considers not worth mentioning.

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Fenton? You mean Phantom?

Everyone that was anyone, knew to not go near Jack Fenton. Even after he walked away from the underbelly of the darker side of humanity. He was someone that always got the job done without question. From the most would be considered a suicidal mission, he would return the following day without much of a scratch or laughing over how easy it was.

Many assumed he was a meta, non-human or something! Anything to explain Jack Fenton himself.

Nothing.

So when he walked away, many felt more at ease with this. Now there were more jobs on the docket for themselves. Albeit, the death rate has risen.

For Jack, that's all in the past. His college is paid off, that wedding he promised for Maddie was done to her liking. A tour around the country visiting the most haunted places. Finally, buying off a home in the most hunted place they could find, Amity Park! Whatever was left, went into their research!

Perfection.

It was perfect....

"Ah, Bruce Wayne... Yes, I know that's you behind the mask. What do you want?"

"We need Phantom."

"...Myself or my son?"

"Both."

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7. Sometimes I make jokes that are accidentally offensive to others. I don’t mean to and I’m trying to get better.

I have autism, but I’m also white, so I sometimes don’t fully get how the other races feel—I made a horribly insensitive joke at work last week, not even thinking about the racial bias behind it—luckily said guy took it well and didn’t get offended. It wasn’t until the other white girl on my shift (were the only two white girls on this shift everyone else is POC) told me the ramifications behind the joke and I was mortified and apologized like 100 times to the dude. He just laughed at me and told me it was ok.

i dont get offended at white people jokes even though im white because: 

i can recognize white people as a whole have systemically oppressed POC in america, which is where i live 

most people when they make white people jokes only mean the shitty white people and i am not a shitty white person 

im not a pissbaby

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Danny does it soley for the nipples Batman. Is has nothing to do with his pride. Nope. Not a thing.

So Superboy and Danny Phantom meet. At first, Jon is confused because yes, Danny exists, yes, he’s dead, and yes, one punch from Danny was enough to break his nose. Even with Danny profusely apologizing, Jon is now apprehensive. He also has a call to make, because if one punch from Phantom is enough to break his nose, what could he do to Superman? Was it Jon’s half human genes making him weak enough to be hit, or was Phantom that strong?

Damian is…conflicted. He also makes a call to John Constantine. He needs to know more about the supernatural.

Most heroes have merch that gets sold of them. Phantom is no exception.

However, Phantom also is not known outside of Amity. He only ever helps if Amity is in danger in some way, and doesn't go to other cities or assist other heroes.

(It's because Danny never wanted to be a hero in the first place and he doesn't want the headache that comes with something like the larger hero community being able to call on him. They have things handled anyways, so fuck it.)

As such, Phantom merch is only sold in Amity. Tiny dolls and hoodies with his logo and lunchboxes sold on Etsy and Facebook Marketplace, and no sales outside of the city.

Phantom, as a hero, is kept a secret from the Justice League and the Justice League Dark, entirely by circumstance. Just the way he likes it.

Then Dash Baxter, self-proclaimed #2 Phantom Phan (Paulina beat him in hand to hand combat and won the title of #1), went to Gotham University and became the roommate of one Damian Wayne.

Dash, who Does Not Stop wearing his Phandom merch.

Damian was told to at least try the typical college experience, to do dorm living for a semester to see if that could kickstart him gaining friends in college, only to find a freak of a roommate who wears merch for a hero he's never heard of.

For lack of anything better to do, he decides to investigate.

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Most heroes have merch that gets sold of them. Phantom is no exception.

However, Phantom also is not known outside of Amity. He only ever helps if Amity is in danger in some way, and doesn't go to other cities or assist other heroes.

(It's because Danny never wanted to be a hero in the first place and he doesn't want the headache that comes with something like the larger hero community being able to call on him. They have things handled anyways, so fuck it.)

As such, Phantom merch is only sold in Amity. Tiny dolls and hoodies with his logo and lunchboxes sold on Etsy and Facebook Marketplace, and no sales outside of the city.

Phantom, as a hero, is kept a secret from the Justice League and the Justice League Dark, entirely by circumstance. Just the way he likes it.

Then Dash Baxter, self-proclaimed #2 Phantom Phan (Paulina beat him in hand to hand combat and won the title of #1), went to Gotham University and became the roommate of one Damian Wayne.

Dash, who Does Not Stop wearing his Phandom merch.

Damian was told to at least try the typical college experience, to do dorm living for a semester to see if that could kickstart him gaining friends in college, only to find a freak of a roommate who wears merch for a hero he's never heard of.

For lack of anything better to do, he decides to investigate.

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Danny with Jazz Like the final colors

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“So the dead aren’t supposed to interact with the living? Is that a made up rule?” Batman asked.

Danny was about halfway through making a joke when he had been interrupted. “Well, no, it’s not made up.” He frowned as he thought that over to give them the best answer, “The ancients actually started that rule thousands of years ago, because of Pariah Dark, but it’s not super important.”

Ok ok so hear me out Twins au. Danny and Damian are twins. And you know the whole story. Danny gets "killed " moves in with the Fenton's and becomes phantom. Ad Damian doesn't know that. Well the magician summoning Damian's dead brother to enact his revenge on him has a very bad timing

"Oh robin. Dont you know the dead can have fangs. I've heard of a little tale. Of how you killed your own brother. Your twin in a quite a cruel and merciless way don't you think?" The magician drawls on over the horribly over used repetitive lines.

But it still stops Damian in his tracks. He can see as his family stop and look at him. With the look of horror and well concern. And he hates it. He can feel their gazes on him and it burns his skin.

He stops and tries to yell at them. To do something. To stop dawdling around.

Until a right flash of green stopped him. The circle lit up as a clawed hand grasped the edge from inside.

Unfortunately the magician wasn't a phony.

The being slowly crawls itself out. It's wearing striped prison clothes with conically oversized shackles? Huh.

Damian muses to himself as he prepares for battle . Must represent his or rather their lives in the league of assassin's.

The being finally looks up and shouts

"HAHA YOU CAN SUC MY DIC WALKER. I MAY BE OUT NOT ON MY OWN VOLITION BUT IM GONNA DO GHOST CRIMES AGAIN . And there's nothing you can do about it. "

"Ghost crimes exist? What even are ghost crimes???" Dick whispered to Jason

"I don't know but I am so angry at the implications of ghost cops. " Jason replies

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“But you just said—“

“I know what I said. But when Ra’s is involved, I don’t want to know.”

Yeah I know we all want to see the bat get Batshit when he learns that Tim lost a spleen but have you ever considered he just having a big dad sight™ closing his eyes and saying:

"... Of course he did." while he holds the bridge of his nose and following up with. "Let me see the scar."

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Damian is physically two and mentally fourteen when Danny has another encounter with the Bats. The next encounter ended much like the first, with several broken bones and a concussion for Bruce. Danny is not happy in the slightest.

Danny was beginning to think this was another cloning situation. Perhaps Batman had been cloned, and Batman was trying to neutralize his clone. He wouldn’t stand for that, and he would make sure he protected his son from anything a vigilante could throw at him.

Damian is three when Danny meets Superman. Superman is all smiles, but Danny sees right through him. They move houses that same day.

Damian is four when he is approached by Wonder Woman. He’s tempted to talk to her, but before he can even get a word out, Damian is scooped up by Danny and they move again.

Somehow, they never leave Gotham. It’s safer for them here, even with the Batman threat, Danny had told Damian. He didn’t know what was worse: his old family hunting him, or something out there was a bigger threat to Danny than the Bats and the Justice League.

Damian is 8 when he’s approached by Talia. Danny is tempted to kick her out, but he decides to hear her out. Somehow, Talia had a time head medallion and that won Danny’s trust.

Damian is 8 and a half when the Justice League no longer hunt him. He can see the bats in the distance sometimes, but they never approach him.

Damian is finally allowed to be a child and be free.

Damian is de-aged to a baby and lost in Gotham. A magic user hit him with some kind of spell. His legs don’t work as well and he has trouble walking. That’s when a man appears and squats down with a tilt of his head.

“Yea, you are definitely not supposed to be out here, little guy.”

Damian glares at the man, early twenties, stubble along his jaw, ragged clothes, and dark bags under his eyes.

The man turns his head to look at the brick wall.

“Are you sure?”

And now he was talking to a wall. Curses. Of course he would be found by a crazy person.

The man suddenly hangs his head with a deep sigh. He regains himself quickly and stands. Moving closer to put his hands under Damian arms to lift him to perch on his hip.

Damian squirms to get down but refuses to make a sound. The last time he opened his mouth like this it was a pathetic baby sound. He couldn’t let this man see him like this.

“Looks like you’re coming home with me, little guy. I can tell you’ve got some spirit in you. Good, you’ll need it.”

Not ominous at all.

Damian stays with the man, mostly because he couldn’t physically drive a car, but also because he was almost always with him. The man would talk to air at the most random times. Obviously a schizophrenic. But Damian had to admit this man, Danny he comes to find out through a neighbor baby talking at him, has been genuinely trying to take care of him and take care of him well. Well, to the best of his abilities anyway. 

He feeds him organic purées that don’t taste half bad, except the carrots, that one was unacceptable. Danny cleans him regularly despite his crappy apartment and makes sure he is dressed appropriately for the weather. He makes an effort to take him out to the park to play in the sandbox or just walk around discovering ‘new’ things.

Damian doesn’t need a parent, he outgrew the concept when he was five and technically he already had one, but he could tell Danny would make an excellent father. Some mistakes can be overlooked compared to the effort he was putting in.

The only concerning thing was the talking to thin air. It took Damian an embarrassing amount of time to figure out the reason Danny was visiting all these random people and the graveyard. (Sometimes he will set Damian down to ‘play’ in the grass at the cemetery. It was quite odd.)

He was talking to ghosts. It wasn’t thin air or imaginary friends, no it was actually dead people. The reason Damian actually believes this is for two reasons.

One, Danny shows true results. Damian observes closely whenever they visit a ‘client’ and Danny always has accurate information despite never looking up or researching anything going in.

Two, he never calls himself a medium or psychic. He doesn’t boast about his ability to see ghosts. He does what he does to help the ghosts move on to the other side. Closure is what Danny always says. Closure for the family and the victim. In Gotham, there are a lot of victims.

Damian adjusts to his new life with Danny. It’s been five months and he’s getting used to being small and vulnerable. He’s allowed to be messy and whiny and childish. Danny never scolds him like Mother did. The man has never hit him or raised his voice at him and never expects anything from him. He encourages his progression to speak and walk, but doesn’t expect the best out of him.

It’s… nice. A good break if anything.

They are at the park when one of the bats spot him and pauses. Danny is blowing bubbles into the air and Damian tries to pop as many as he can. It’s a silly game with no clear rules, but Damian finds it entertaining nonetheless.

“Hi there! Is he yours?”

Dick Grayson wears a bright smile, but Damian can see the tightness around his eyes.

“Huh? Oh, yea, this is Damian,” Danny answers.

He had written it with the wooden blocks Danny had given him one week in. Danny took one look at the name on the ground, laughed loudly and ran with it.

“Do you mind if I say hi? He’s so cute.”

Danny looks puzzled by the request but ends up shrugging his shoulders, not seeing a problem with letting a stranger get close to Damian. (Damian knew Danny’s intense eyes were watching Dick’s every move. He was very protective like that.)

“Sure.”

Dick squats down to search Damian’s green eyes. Damian stares back just as intensely.

“Hey there, Damian. My name is Dick.”

Damian gives him a flat look at Dick’s terrible introduction.

“Grayson.”

Although with his little baby teeth not fully in it sounds more like ‘way-shah’.

Relief flashes across Dick’s face and he gives Damian a reassuring smile. It’s not as reassuring at he thinks it is. It promises to bring him home and restore him to his original age. Damian doesn’t know if that’s what he wants anymore.

Dick stands and gives Danny some imaginary excuse to leave quickly. Damian watches him go and so does Danny.

“Funny guy, huh Dami?”

Damian doesn’t respond and Danny notices his change in mood.

“Come here, little guy.”

He knows what Danny is going to do and willingly goes. He is pulled up into the man’s lap and held between two surprisingly muscular arms. Danny’s hugs are nice and warm. They aren’t too tight like Dick’s nor are they stiff like Bruce’s. He never thought he could enjoy human contact, but Danny has been showing him things about himself he didn’t ever know. Turns out he does like hugs and playing airplane and when Danny runs his fingers through his hair when he’s really sleepy.

“Let’s go home a little early today, huh? I’ll make spaghetti and you can be as messy as you want,” Danny promises.

Damian hums. Yes, that sounds nice.

That night Batman comes in through the window. Damian is waiting.

“Damian,” Batman whispers.

“Bah-mun.”

The flat, unamused stare is what gives him away.

Batman lets out a breath silently and reaches into the crib Danny had gotten him.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

Batman jerks into action, twisting to face Danny who had appeared suddenly. The door behind him is still closed.

Batman stays quiet, silently studying the man before him dressed in pajama pants and a worn t-shirt.

Danny tilts his head as he does the same. Damian has never seen the man so serious. He silently worries for the man. He didn’t want him getting hurt to unnecessarily protecting him from his father.

“I’d have to break your arm if you tried to do what it looks like you’re doing.”

Danny says it so plainly. So simple.

Batman straightens.

“He isn’t yours.”

He doesn’t say Damian is his. He doesn’t claim him as his own. Just that Danny shouldn’t have him.

Damian silently agrees because technically he’s right. He doesn’t deserve Danny. He can’t keep playing house like he’s an actual baby. But Damian is also selfish and over the last few months has been taught that it’s okay to ask for things he wants even if it’s not inherently beneficial. The stuffed dog he sleeps with every night is proof of that.

So Damian says nothing.

“He is now,” Danny answers simply like there was no other answer to such a statement.

“He needs to go back to where he belongs.”

“Over my dead body,” is the immediate response.

They stare each other down until Danny scoffs.

“Don’t think I’m not petty enough to fight you, Batman. I’ll fight anyone who wants to take him from me. Damian is mine.”

When Batman tries to forcibly take him, he ends up with a concussion, a blood nose, and two broken arms. Red Robin finds him in a dumpster the next morning.

The story continues with Damian learning how to be a child his age, Danny protecting him and doting on his brilliant son, and the Batfam’s frequent failed attempts to kidnap Damian back to them.

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#10 dcxdp

John constantine brings Danny up to the watch tower so one of the Hero's can watch him as he dose a mission

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Reverse Robins AU where everyone is their canon ages but Bruce gets them backwards

And Sooner, thus smaller

Cass: David Cain makes the mistake of letting Bruce know of Cass. Bruce comes back to Gotham with an infant while David Cain resurfaces years later with a case of broken spine. Alfred is torn between pride in his son and exasperation at his newfound hobby of dressing like a furry. (Cass's first word is "bat")

Damian: Talia looks at Bruce (and his ruthlessness in child protection), likes what she sees, and decides he's her new baby daddy. She then spends the next few years in a push-pull seduction trip with Bruce (consensually, fuck you) while simultaneously building up her power base, weeding out her father's men, and plotting his downfall. However, when she becomes pregnant she vanishes for several months only for a baby to appear in Bruce's bed; swaddled in a beautiful blanket and tucked next to the wickedly sharp knife she murdered her father with. Cass is eight years old.

Tim: Bruce doesn't adopt Dick, he doesn't become Robin, thus Tim never connects crazy acrobatics between circus child and traffic light. He's still a baby stalker with an interest in Gotham's nightlife, but here batman works alone. He eventually figures it out anyway, but not before getting involved in something he really shouldn't have which leads to Bruce looking into the Drakes much sooner. By the time they fly back from wherever the hell they've been three months later, Tim's already living with the Wayne's and Bruce has legal blackmail a mile wide. Nine year old Cass has a new little brother big enough to dance with, One Year Old Damian is decidedly unimpressed as toddlers can be, and Six Year Old Tim is starry-eyed at living with the actual batman.

Jason: is eight years old when one of Batman's rouges explodes the building he lived in with his mother and Willis. (Something that wouldn't have happened if he had another pair of hands to help and distract with a quip and a laugh) Bruce Wayne finds him stealing his converter while visiting the memorial he set up in Park Row for his parents. (Jason doesn't know what this rich idiot with more money than sense wants with him; probably as a "playmate" toy for his three spoiled brats no doubt, but at least he'll be off the streets.) One kidnapping later and Jason is of the firm belief that he's still a rich idiot with more money than sense, because all his sense was beaten out of him in that fursuit. Jason turns nine with a seven year old stalker, a two year old demon, and a ten year old shadow as siblings and he's never been happier.

Dick: Oof. The scales of fate aren't fucked with lightly. His future siblings may have happier lives, but only because he suffered instead. Here's the deal: As in canon, the Graysons came to Gotham and died when Dick was nine. However, Bruce never went. Cass was sick, so Bruce never saw the Graysons fall. The Court of Owls did. And the rest, they say, is history. (Until the Kidnapping of Jason Todd, "Street trash" sullying the Wayne name, cracks the Court's disguise and Batman finds an immortal sixteen year old Assassin in the depths of Gotham's oldest cult.

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Dick: someone tried to fight the squid at the aquarium.

Damian, covered in squid ink: I wasn’t fighting him, I was merely trying to pet him.

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Jason: guys—I was on a mission by myself for TWO WEEKS. what happened to the fridge?!

Kori: we got hungry

Jason: Roy?

Roy, who’s drunk: my gun got hot so I made him a bed

Jason: oh my fucking god *pinching the bridge of his nose*

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