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FULL PAGE! The dream has been realized digitally, and I will miss working on this Zine. Very, very special thanks to Wol for even making this come true.
Go! Go download the full Zine (for free!) over at @conanredraw!
Some close-ups I guess? Tumblr seems to be compressing it heavily ):
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Special thanks to Wol for being ever-so patient, helpful and overall amazing.
hey!! do you mind writing an irondad fanfic for me please ?
Hello! I wouldn’t mind, but please be aware that I don’t write very long fics. I stick to One or Two-shots (:
Just send in the specifications of what you want please. Ex. Fluffy, Peter vandalizes the iron man suit, so Tony gets back at Peter by picking him up in the flashiest car he has. The more details the better!
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Irondad Prompt #137:
Tony: *sneaking a giant bunny behind his back*
Pepper: Oh, not this again!
Tony: It’s for Peter!!!
*Later*
Peter: I LOVE IT MR. STARK!!!!
y e s
i’ll add the ALT text to make it accessible later!
click for better quality and full panels (:
Kaito, rolling down the car window: What seems to be the problem, officer?
Cop: Get the fuck out of my car
You can’t tell me Kaito doesn’t mess with Division 2 between Heists out of boredom.
(I’ve put ALT text to make it accessible, not sure if it worked?)
expect a bunch of sketches/doodles like this LOL
Hello!!
I read your last Irondad/Ironmom fic and enjoyed it greatly!!! Peter deserves all the hugs!
At the end I noticed you mentioned you take requests! I was wondering if you’d consider writing a drabble for an Irondad royalty AU. Maybe Peter is King Tony’s apprentice and King Tony eventually chooses Peter as his heir. I’ve really been craving a royalty AU lately!
Thank you!
- AleX 🪐
IM SORRY THIS TOOK TOO LONG Not something i would've come up on my own typically, thank you for the wonderful ideas. I'm glad you enjoyed my last ironmom/irondad fic; hope you enjoy this too!
I wasnt sure what kind of royalty you wanted nor if you wanted a traditional medieval kind or sci-fi vibes, so i was vague about it. It got way out of hand so I decided to post what i have and break it up.
Askbox is open for writing/doodle reqs for all! _____
That Time(TM) Emperor Tony decided on an apprentice and told no one.
Literally, not even said apprentice.
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(Part 1) (Part 2 TBA)
Irondad Prompt #173:
Peter’s search history: How to ask for a hug? How to ask for a hug from your mentor? Would it be weird to hug my mentor who’s kinda sorta also my dad?
Tony:
Tony: Peter, is there something you want to ask me??
Pepper the Queen. I promise there's fluff and hugging LOL. Its towards the end so you can skip the plot and get to the fluff if you want.
Original post by @irondadmadlads ! Go check em out .
In Water Wrapped in a Blanket.
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Pepper bit her lips, containing her snickers as she read what appeared on her StarkPad;
‘How to ask for a hug from your mentor?’
Short DPXDC Prompts #468
Danny is a Chemistry teacher at Gotham Academy. His favorite student is Tim. He shocks the students by teaching and creating a Fear Antitoxin for the kids to learn as part of their curriculum.
“I promise you this is easy.”
‘You just have to put this in here and that in there, wait a few seconds. And BAM you got your homemade Fear Anititoxin ready’
‘Proffesor Fenton you are a genius!’
‘Ah well i wouldn’t go that far’
Tim, staring in horror: wait til my father hears about this
Danny thinking: …Did Tim just made a Harry Potter reference?
Danny saying: I shall await for him Malfoy~
Tim: ‘o’
Danny is just regarded as the fuckin strange occult wizard man of chemistry. The best (and worst) part is that he’s so damn used to the way his parents taught him how to do chemistry that he doesn’t give instructions with proper measurements when demonstrating the lab in class. Like, what are the moles? What are the measurements that are needed for this? What materials will you need? Nah.
Danny opens the demonstration with, “Just a warning, half of the steps I will be showing you in this demonstration will not actually be featured in the lab. I didn’t have [chemical], [chemical], or [chemical] but I did purchase some household cleaning and beauty products from dollar tree that I finished isolating them out of 30 minutes before class.“
“And for [chemical], you can make it out of these two, so that’s taken care of.”
“I made sure to order more but it won’t come in until next Wednesday. So don’t worry, when you do this lab yourself, you will not need to do these steps, but I figured it would be a good learning experience.”
“I only had the time to dilute the chemicals before this period, so I apologize.”
“Dr. Fenton?
“You want me to buy water? No. I’ll dilute the chemicals myself. I don’t really have proper PPE besides gloves and safety goggles, so I’ll just have to make do.”
But it’s just something he’s done so much before the verbal instructions are like, “Put enough in until it looks like there’s enough”
For the lab instructions for the students, he has a worksheet with the the actual recipe in standard measurements but when he’s showing the class how it’s done? Rough measurements BABEY
The way he’s doing it, there should be a massive fucking margin of error and he should absolutely not be getting the product he wants because that’s not how chemistry should Work. The lab required a micropipette and he’s doing it by eye.
Like, maybe people who have 30+ years working in their field with something they have done a bajillion times. But absolutely not a 25 year old who has a degree in Mechanical Engineering and got his PhD last year! And even then, doing it by eye is just asking for you to fuck up and waste your materials.
Why does Danny work as a chemistry teacher when he has a degree in Mechanical Engineering? Well, Danny got an emergency teaching certificate because he took a lot of chem classes in college and Gotham Academy was desperate. The chem teachers in Gotham have had a trend of getting themselves in deep shit from criminal organizations threatening them to order chemicals needed to manufacture [x] toxin or drug. And they’d agree because it was for a ridiculous price, but if the chem teachers weren’t able to supply them enough or the criminals couldn’t get what they got the chemicals for to work, they’d blame it on the chem teacher and not their shitty chemistry practices or storing, and they’d get killed. So, Gotham is running short on demand for chemistry teachers. It’s also how Danny found out what was in the fear toxins. Small criminal organizations didn’t have big reach to other means to get chemicals in bulk so they’d go to where they know chemicals can be ordered: schools for chem. And the small criminal organizations try to replicate the toxins based off what they’ve heard is in them. Based off the previous Chemistry teacher’s ordering history, Danny was able to get a fairly good guess to what’s in it. And if Danny was Really good at chem (like fictional mad scientist level good), then through tinkering around, he was able to find out what was missing. Tim is now baffled.
How the fuck this guy who teaches the shop classes also know enough about chemistry that he can make a fear toxin antivenom without ridiculously high-tech equipment with stupid levels of precision measuring????
Danny just shrugs if he’s asked. He’s used to helping his parents in the lab. I mean, do you think the Drs Fenton actually praticed good sterile technique? Or proper lab safety? Or actually measured or recorded their experiments by moles or standard measurements or anything? Or isolate chemicals from cheap household cleaners? Or ordered at anything less than the highest concentration they could and diluted it themselves because they weren’t going to pay for water. Fuck no. They learned how to adapt based on what they had and learned how to do it based on sight, smell, heat, color, taste, etc. (Yes, taste. There’s a reason ectoplasm is stored in the fridge and it’s because they think it’s safe for human consumption. It’s one of the reasons the Drs. Fenton were dismissed by the scientific community. Their experiments didn’t have precise measurements and had a very low chance of the results being replicated because of how they did it. The biggest challenge Danny had in chem classes in college was writing lab reports.
He almost always got his results right but couldn’t explain it, because it was just “I did it until it felt right” and the profs did Not accept that so he had to get used to actually using standard measurements. And now here we are in the aftermath of Danny’s lab for fear antitoxin in Gotham Academy. He was trying to be relatable with these Gotham kids and give them a lab that would be practical and something that they’d actually use to get on the kid’s good graces.
And now he’s being investigated by Batman.
… Fuck.
Okay…
Pls tell me more so I cam write a fic in, hopefully, 6 days…
I always wanted to write a scientific-ish fic, and you’re giving me the excuse!!
@plotwholls AHAHAHA
@transsunmoonwizzard AAAAAAAAA
Okay, but listen, they’re all concerned about Danny and Jazz being potential super villains based on observed behavior in Gotham. But then they dig into the Fenton Siblings and pull up multiple articles about Danny Fenton in Amity Park, ranging from Danny discovering Their Purple Back Gorilla was a Female to Leading his classmates (several times) against attacking Ghosts Metas. He’s close friends with Red Huntress who is well on her way to being a Jr Leaguer in good standing with the Hero Community. He also has close ties to a particularly promising WE Programming Intern.
I would put good money on Jazz having multiple research papers and joint(with Sam’s help, who is likely a rising star in the environmentalist circles)protest/projects for reforming how voluntary and involuntary hospitalizations are handled. Her thesis paper on Mind Control can cause PTSD on the same level as a kidnapping or any situation a person experiences any range in loss of control over themselves or their lives.
Batman has a choice to make here. This is clearly a tight-knit group of Young Adults, several of whom are clearly Metas of some kind. That all have backgrounds and skills to be dangerous individuals, but past documented history shows they are Good People.
He could just, close the file and let it go until they show actual activity of crime. Or keep digging.
All interactions with Danny and Jazz are pleasant and friendly. Jazz is the most subtly hostile of the two in these instances, but only when a question is over-friendly or invasive. She’s very obviously protective of her Brother who they can see, outside a school setting he wears t-shirts, has several concerning scars visible on his arms and peeking over the neckline of his shirt. (Bonus for attractive facial scars he covers for classes, but not in his free time.)
They are viciously protective of their privacy. Which, while annoying for Batman’s need to KNOW about potential threats, is not actually out of the ordinary or people or for a Gothamite. Investigations that include interviewing people from Amity Park or Red Huntress show this isn’t a unique trait of the Fenton siblings. Nightwing got whiplash when the professional, polite AP Hero snapped out “What are you a cop?” when he asked about Danny.
NW: uh… no? Valerie, who’s had it up to Mars with people harassing them: Sure pretty boy, but here’s what I’ll tell you about Fenton and his sister. NW perking up at potential information: ??? Valerie: You and your team will leave them alone if you know what’s good for you. NW: is… are they dangerous? Valerie: The Fentons can take care of themselves, but they aren’t who you gotta worry about if something happens to them, or they feel unsafe because of some loser furry who can’t mind his god-damn business. NW, trying his best not to laugh at loser furry: You, you know that doesn’t help, right? Look, Gotham has a high turn over rate of Chemists and Psychologists becoming villains. We just- Valerie: First of all, pretty boy, the fastest way for someone to turn to being a bad guy is to treat them like a bad guy. You’re lucky Fenton is a bleeding heart with iron clad morals, or we’d have been fucked a decade ago. Secondly, it’s ME and his Friends who will come for your asses if you hurt them. You do anything that puts him in danger because you won’t drop it when they’ve done nothing but their jobs, and we’ll hit you so hard and fast the Flash won’t even be able to save you. NW: okay, okay, got it. Loud and clear! Valerie: Good. Y'all leave that embodiment of chaos and sunshine alone. Unless you need help, I guess you can ask him for assistance, but he’s retired from the Hero Game and none of us will forgive you if you try to drag him back into it.
They get similar threats when questioning Sam and Tucker. Sam: The hell I unleash will make Dr Pam’s worst rampage look like a child throwing grass if you don’t leave them alone. Tucker: Look, I have a good job right now, and I don’t want to fuck that up because every other tech company has some villainous Billionaire attached. But if I find out you ran off my baby boy when he’s finally in a good place and happy, I WILL find out what happens when an ancient virus is unleashed on the modern internet.
Bruce Wayne gets an untraceable Email from The Modern Cassandra, that is a detailed list of every Gotham Vigilante and their potential as a villain.
It concludes with a “Don’t start none, won’t be none.”
Okay i know we’ve moved on to other parts of this au but danny mixing chemicals the same way people bake is SENDING me. Time to recall the two chemistry classes i took in high school that i have little to no recollection of, here we go.
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Now imagine Danny bringing ectoplasm into this. We all know Maddie and Jack used ectoplasm powered weapons and other such ecto contraptions (is that canon??) And I’m not saying that Danny would endanger a bunch if kids by bringing ectoplasm to school like some fucked up show and tell BUT
Ectoplasm has been a huge part of Danny’s life. His parents kept ectoplasm in the same fridge they kept food in. They had a lab for a basement. Ecto contraptions and weapons were lying around in the home and nobody thought anything was wrong with that. It was just the norm. Hell,,,,,Danny himself is an ecto entity. Amity Park itself was brimming with ambient ectoplasm.
You can’t expect all that to just go away when he moves to Gotham.
Give me Danny who makes absentminded remarks while looking at a random students experiment like “Wow this could be thicker than ectoplasm”, “How did you manage to fuck this up so bad it looks like ectoplasm how”
Give me weird chem teach Danny who brings exactly two thermoses wherever he goes. He’s only even seen drinking out of one of them. And whatevers in there, it definitely isn’t soup or hot water. And what is in the second thermos, you ask? D o n t. D o n t a s k
Danny, overworked and underpaid like every teacher: god I wish the portal had killed me
Tim, who spent the last week trying in vain to dig up something about him : crying screaming throwing up WHAT DOES THAT MEAN
Danny: takes a swig of what looks like liquid radiation from The Thermos
A new AP Chemistry teacher in the middle of the semester would usually be pretty weird. Not at Gotham Academy, and, more importantly, not in Gotham. Even applying for the Chemistry teacher position in Gotham would get you put on a watch list somewhere. Usually for when you suddenly, inevitably, wound up missing. Or dead.
So none of the students in 1st period AP Chemistry at Gotham Academy were surprised when they walked into class to see a new teacher. They were surprised to see it was the Metalshop teacher, Dr. “Plesse call me Danny or Mr. Fenton, my parents were the Dr. Fentons” Fenton. None of the students called him Mr. Fenton of course. Gotham Academy is a very prestigious school with many very rich parents and with that came a certain respect for titles. So Dr. Fenton it was, no matter how much he complained about it.
Dr. Fenton was busily setting out what the students presumed to be the required lab equipment for their newest lab. Honestly, Dr. Heidel had chosen a great time to go missing (or dead). They’d just finished their most recent lab and unit, so Dr. Fenton wouldn’t be coming in the middle of some lab he probably only knew the basics of. His doctorate was in Mechanical Engineering after all, not Chemistry.
The students were a little confused and concerned though on why the Academy had not been able to find a substitute that didn’t already work there as a full time teacher. Usually there were plenty of substitutes to choose from, at least there were for the amount of money that the Academy could throw around from their parents’ generous donations.
So, with just a few whispered theories on what happened to the last teacher (some as mundane as a brief sickness, and others as ostentatious as them becoming a new Rogue), they settled down at their assigned seats to wait for the bell to start class.
As the last students trickled in with seconds to spare, Dr. Fenton turned towards the class, wide grin and excited eyes fixed on them. The students who were not in Metalshop were unnerved by this, the smile seeming just a bit too big, with just a few too many teeth, and the eyes shining a bit too brightly to just be the fluorescent lights reflecting off of them.
The students who took Metalshop were also unnerved, but for different reasons. They knew that that expression could only mean that they were going to be learning something that would make them feel like their brain had been turned to putty and their perspective was going to be flipped inside out and sideways. It was always an interesting, if slightly horrifying, feeling.
As the bell rang, Dr. Fenton clapped his hands. “Hello class! As you can see Dr. Heidel isn’t here today. They will not be returning unfortunately, they got a sudden offer they couldn’t refuse and left immediately for Metropolis. I will be filling in today while Principal Ramirez looks for a new Chemistry teacher and so I figured we could all do a more fun and practical lab today!”
Most of the class relaxed a bit at this. Dr. Heidel wasn’t dead at least, even if they were likely on the run from one of the Rogues. And they had a substitute who was just gonna give them a fun do nothing lab.
The Metalshop students only became more tense. They had a much better idea of what Dr. Fenton considered fun, and it was usually a lot more difficult (though very rewarding) than the standard lessons. Being practical as well just made it more concerning honestly.
“As you all know, the Rogues in the city use a lot of chemical based weaponry. Scarecrow’s Fear Toxin, the Joker’s Laughing Gas, Poison Ivy’s…well everything, to name a few. So I thought it would be best if I taught you how make at least 1 cure. Today we will be making the cure for Scarecrow’s Fear Toxin AND making it into an easy to carry injectable form, similar in design and function to an EpiPen! I-”
The class erupted into noise.
“What do you mean -”
“Cure for Fear Toxin?! How-”
“No way you can -”
“No way WE can-”
“This won’t work-”
“How would you even know-”
“But you’re not a REAL Chemistry-”
Dr. Fenton clapped his hands once, the sound seeming louder than it should be, silencing everyone.
“Now as I was saying, first I will show you how to make it and insert it into the No-Fear Pen, then I will hand you the instructions and help you to do it. Is that clear?”
Seeing a fewrl reluctant nods, Dr. Fenton smiled a little wider and almost seemed to vibrate a bit as he moved towards the beakers and chemicals on the desk in front of him.
“First we will take just a drop of ethylene, a dash of sodium pentothal-,” Dr. Fenton stopped, about to pour the sodium pentothal into the mixing beaker, as he saw a hand shoot into the air and many surprised faces.
“Yes, uh, Tim, right?” He asked.
“Right. Aren’t you going to measure the sodium pentothal, Dr. Fenton? And how did you get that?” Tim Drake asked, voice seeming very strained. Most of the class nodded, a few whispering about it to their lab partner.
“I am measuring it, Tim. No need to worry. I’m using what feels right. And of course I made all the more complicated chemicals you’ll be using for this lab. It would have taken much too long to walk through the whole process to every chemical we are using today, but I appreciate the commitment to Chemistry!” Dr. Fenton’s hands steadily poured “a dash” of sodium pentothal into the beaker, barely looking at it while he answered the question.
“Sir! I don’t think that’s safe! You’re not even looking at it and you’re not measuring it. What even is ‘a dash’ supposed to mean? This is Chemistry, not cooking!” Tim nearly shouted.
“Nonsense! All cooking is Chemistry! And just like with cooking, you measure with your heart. But, since you’re still learning, I’ve written up comprehensive directions and measurements for you. And I’ll be walking around the class so I can spot anyone who looks like they need help. Wouldn’t want to add to much salt to your recipe right? Speaking of salt, that’s the next ingredient! Specifically Sodium Borate, otherwise known as Borax! We’ll be adding a pinch of that.” Dr. Fenton said, a nearly manic grin on his face.
The class collectively decided that Dr. Fenton was definitely not completely (or at all) sane, and was probably the most likely teacher to become a Rogue that they’ve yet seen. In the interest of not being what tips him over the edge, they all quietly (slightly fearfully) focus on the lab and the instructions given to them.
“…And then you just slide this tube into the No-Fear Pen and you’re done! One Fear Toxin cure…antivenom? Eh whatever, one cure ready to go! And what practical lab would be complete without a practical demonstration!”
Everyone’s eyes widened at that, several of them nearly falling out of their chairs to get away as they saw Dr. Fenton pull out a small capsule, easy grin seeming again, just a little too wide, teeth a little too sharp to be human.
“To show that this cure works I’ll just breathe in a little of my home made Fear Toxin then inject myself, don’t worry, you’ll have the opportunity to test it as well, but only after I demonstrate it’s safety,” Dr. Fenton said, completely miss reading the emotions of his students. Nearly all of students started scrambling back, except Tim Drake who sprang forward, chair toppling as he vaulted over the table, desperately trying to grab the capsule. But with a slight squeeze of Dr. Fenton’s fingers, the small capsule broke and a comparatively large puff of gas escaped, immediately breathed in by Dr. Fenton.
“Please everyone remain in your seats, even you Mr. Drake. The Fear Toxin should start to take effect in 3…2…1!” Dr. Fenton said calmly. Far too calmly for such an insane act as to deliberately breathe in Fear Toxin. As he finished sp3aking they all saw him visibly go pale, eyes dilating and almost seeming to reflect more of the overhead lights, before his arm suddenly sprung up, No-Fear Pen in hand, and slammed down into his own thigh. Exactly like administering an epipen.
The class collectively held their breath as the fearful, nearly crazed look, went out of Dr. Fentons eyes and his skin went back to his normal healthy tan, though sweat still beaded his brow. Tim Drake, previously frozen from the sheer absurdity of the situation, slowly untensed his body and walked back to his table, barely remembering to pick his chair up before he sat in it.
“And there you have it! One functioning No-Fear…Anti-Fear? I like Anti-Fear, let’s go with that! One Anti-Fear, ready to be administered just like an epipen! Just jam it into you thigh with all your strength and you should be fine! Now who’s ready for the lab?” Dr. Fenton exclaimed, throwing his hands up in excitement, grin fixed on his face.
Slowly, like their teacher was a tiger rather than a man, they nodded, none of them daring to blink or break eye contact from their Definitely-Going-to-be-a-Rogue teacher. Several of them readied their phones under the table, unsure if they should call 911 now, or wait until things actually devolved in the classroom.
“Excellent! Let me just get these instructions handed out to you. Oh! And of you like this lab, then you’ll love it next week when I’m subbing for Mr. Takahashi, the Home Ec teacher! I’m going to teach you how to make a cure for the Joker’s Laughing Gas as little hard candies. They’re Blue Raspberry flavor!”
None of the class knew quite how to respond to that, but, well, if their teacher was insane, at least they were getting something useful out if him before he went off the deep end and became a Rogue, right?
Tim walking into the batcave after school
Bruce: hey champ, how was school?
Tim: I… I don’t even know how to explain this
When Danny finds out he’s considered a guaranteed future rogue he tries to reassure his students except that his perspective on the world is so foreign that it doesn’t quite work.
“So long as the government doesn’t illegalize my existence again, I not going to become a criminal promise!”
“Of course I’m not going to become a Rogue! Do you have any idea how much effort that would take? There are plenty of other easier ways to become famous or infamous than that!”
“I might be retired from the limelight but that doesn’t mean I’m going to go in the opposite direction!”
Other Ideas for advanced demonstrations (these don’t work if they’re not biocoded to the student.):
My-Portal-Home (MHP): A one time use get out of emergency device! It’ll teleport you to wherever you mentally associate with safety. (For his mechanics class, doesn’t work if they’re in jail or teleport then to a place that they’re not welcome.) (Looks like a joke toy, but it works.)
Revival: I know that the death rate is ridiculously high in this city, so here’s an energy drink to undo that! (For Biochem, uses ectoplasm.) (Is that a class that regular high schools have? Because mine did, but mine was weird.) (Doesn’t work on death by natural old age.)
Considering his hero background, Danny could become Gotham Academy’s go-to substitute for any subject. Every student leaves his lesson with a new way to stay safe in Gotham. He substitutes for a P.E. teacher and all students know how to defend against 4 assailants without causing permanent damage. He covers for a Geometry teacher and teaches them how to calculate the trajectory of a brick being thrown at Man-Bat on the fly. He even fills in for a single Psych class and has a very passionate lecture about parasocial that actually makes quite a few students re-think how they view their own interactions with the local Bats. No one can deny that Danny is a brilliant teacher, his methods just leave so many questions. However, he also straight up bit a goon who tried to recruit him so, that’s positive?
Now I need Danny making comments on how to change the agenda of the classes so that the students can survive in the city…
Random teacher: and how do you think of teaching all this?
Danny: I’m using my school’s syllabus as a base, of course adapted to Ghotam
2nd Random Teacher: your school?
Danny: yep, Casper High, you’d walk in as a wimpy tween, and walk out as a young adult ready for college and riot squad support, or surviving an apocalyptic situation, whichever would come first…
1st and 2nd Random Teachers:…
Danny: I still remember the first rescue raid when I was around 15 years old, they had kidnapped all the adults, I had to direct all my classmates, both in the assault and in the use of the emergency airship… ah What a good times.
1st and 2nd Random Teachers:…
Except one of those teachers is the Gym teacher, so Danny eventually asks them:
“Hey, do you ever do DodgeShot in gym here?” (One thing that you have to keep in mind is that if you go to a word school, you don’t really know what goes on at regular schools.)
“Dodge… Shot?” The gym teacher replies.
“Yeah, like Dodgeball but it trains your marksmanship as welll rather than just your evasive skills. Casper High had it as a mandatory activity for Juniors and Seniors. (So that if a Ghost attacks them they can defend themselves or avoid getting hit by Ectobeams by the GIW.)”
3rd teacher: “Danny, you know that none of these ‘school activities’ are normal right? Not even for a place as dangerous as Gotham.”
They eventually find a replacement for the gym teacher… in one Dash Baxter.
There’s two of them now
Initially, no none knows how Mr. Fenton and Mr. Baxter know each other. They tease and joke and have one of those “bullying to show affection” type of relationships. (Not like actual bullying but like bickering and throwing lighthearted verbal barbs back and forth at each other.)
Then Mr. Baxter introduces the kids to DodgeShot… oh god there’s two of them.
Tim doesn’t know what’s harder: Training with Bruce or Gym period.
There’s so much good always popping up in this au. This is great because often the P.E. Teacher is the Health Class Teacher too so Not only do they learn fun new activities like DodgeShot (for the upperclassmen, but they also learn exciting new things like how to effectively pack a mini med kit, for everyday carrying, and how to be an on the spot field medic with what’s on hand!
Mr. Baxter: This is why we went over what are the bare basics and how to pack them, so you have them with you. Cutting a strip from a shirt is much quicker and more efficient than tearing.
Mr. Baxter: Since Home Ec hasn’t agreed to adding hidden pockets to their sewing section, we’ll cover that next week!
During the Summer, they have open classes at multiple Recreation Centers to teach what they know to kids from other schools like in Burnley, Crime Alley, Bowery, ect.
Some kid asks about if they have some special tricks for disarming a Bomb and Danny and Dash just look at each other before nodding as if they had a wise and serious silent conversation before saying in unison.
“Book it.”
Before launching into a lecture on what Bomb Disposal entails and why it’s a better idea to leave the area as quickly and as far as physically possible and to report sightings ASAP.
Lmao
The kid who asked about bomb stuff isn’t from school they work for (most of their students avoid them outside of school hours re the whole ‘unhinged, probably rogues in the making’ thing
So anyway, Danny & Dash go ‘that’s a great lesson idea’ and coordinate to have a ‘bomb day’
They bring in bombs (they just puff glitter everywhere, but they look legit)
Danny is in his usual Metalshop class and just “today’s practical lesson is to learn how to disarm a bomb” *whips out a bomb with a timer set for the end of the class period visibly ticking down and starts lecturing about the ‘more common setup, which is what we’re using for practice today.’
Dash’s class is part evaluation, part situational awareness, & part reflexes.
he has two types of bombs - ones that are stable enough to chuck into the distance and ones that can’t be moved. They’re sprinkled around an obstacle course he puts them through (before explaining beyond ‘do not turn around or leave the course until you reach the end, super ominously’)
He waits at the end while the rest of the class lines up to go through one at a time every few minutes
The first person out is like “Dr. Baxter holy shit there are bombs in there!”
Holds up clipboard, “how many did you spot and where?”
“How- that doesn’t matter we have to warn the others and get out of here!”
“Not to worry [student], those are good instincts to have but this is all part of the exercise. I’ll give the full debrief when everyone is through, for now just tell me how many you spotted and how many different kinds.”
“…s…seven…? But Dr. Baxter-”
next student interrupts by barreling out screaming “Dr. Baxter holy shit there are bombs in there!”
At the end he’s like “Most of you failed to note all of the bomb’s locations and only 4 of you noticed there was more than one kind. Those of you with run times above three minutes will be doing runs tomorrow. I notice only three of you exited the course entirely - likely because the sides were lined with bombs and wire. Good job on finding an exit, Tim. While flexibility wasn’t the point of this lesson it’s an advantageous skill to have in many situations! Mara, Davis,” he addresses the glitter-covered students, whose shrieks of terror everyone could still recall. “I would advise you to consider how affecting your environment might trigger the dangers around you the next time you find yourselves surrounded by bombs.”
“But now,” he claps his hands, “Let’s talk about id'ing which bombs are throw-able to determine how everyone could have exited the maze early on.”
When Danny’s morning students get to the maze, they’re resigned.
Miraculously, no one called the cops. In part bc Danny had never gotten in trouble for having stuff like Joker Gas or Fear Toxin so why would a bomb be different? In part bc people don’t carry their phones in gym (they have to leave them in a tray at the door) or Tim would’ve had the bats in there.
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Imagine Tim coming home with a small bruise and Bruce is like ‘What happened? At school?? That wasn’t there this morning????’
’…I lost.’
‘Lost what???’
‘Dodgeshot’
’?????????’
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…consider. Wes has not let the Phantom thing go. Maybe he doesn’t try to tell people anymore (bc he’s realized that ‘the light of truth is not enough to break through your foul sway on the innocent masses minds’) but he just. Follows Danny around.
The Fentons won’t sell him stuff bc he literally said he wanted to use it on Danny (& then bc they realized Danny was Phantom and wow, good thing they said no)
The GIW won’t sell to him bc he made them look like even bigger idiots, publically, by trying to do the Phantom=Fenton thing and then everyone mocks them and shows them the memes. They got a lot of shit for thinking Gregor was a ghost disguised as a human. The mockery for thinking an alive-person with a pulse is Phantom? ridiculous.
(They actually don’t care about being mocked or they wouldn’t be GIW, but it was so vicious & public that they lost funding for ‘poor resource management’ or something)
So since he can’t expose/fight him Wes ‘detailed corkboard on Fenton=Phantom theory’ Weston just decides to follow Danny around to keep an eye on him.
Danny thinks it’s hilarious
They’re kinda moving into frenemy-territory slowly but surely, so it could be worse.
I could totally see him as a history (look at how it all connects) teacher.
Or a cop.
he’d be perfect as a cop omg
First time Danny brings in Joker gas someone 911’s and Wes is one of the responding cops.
The demonstration is over by the time the police show up (the kid texted them and is trying to text to cancel but now the cops are there so no one was expecting them).
The principal gets contacted and is like ‘not to worry the exercise is approved.’ but the cops insist on talking to the person.
“Fenton,” the first cop in the room greets, ignoring his partner behind him saying ‘let me- dangit.’
“Wes,” Danny grins. “I’m surprised to see you in Gotham.”
“I have my eyes on you, Fenton,” he hisses. “Tell me how you got your hands on Joker Gas?”
“Alright, that’s enough,” his partner grabs Wes’ shoulder and drags him back. “I’m sorry for him, he’s new Dr….Fenton? Was it. But we do need to know how you got your hands on the Joker Gas.”
“Oh, it’s no trouble officer. I just vacuumed some up during the last attack.” Danny smiles.
“…Vacuumed.”
“Yep! The Fenton Weasel 2.7, for all your sample collection needs! I’d been thinking of doing this lesson for a while, so when the gas popped up on my doorstep and I needed to either wait for it to dissipate or clean it up I figured two birds, one stone. You know?”
“…Right. Well. Have a nice d-”
“No! There is no way we’re just letting this go! He brought Joker Gas into a school! We can’t just-”
Danny cuts off Wes with a cough.
“My lesson was pre-approved, Wes,” his grin is just as wide and off-putting as the day he dosed himself with Fear Gas. “The only reason you’re here at all is because my explanations were inadequate to soothe my students’ nerves.”
Officer Weston ground his teeth before snarling out, “My. Eye. On You,” pointing to his eyes then to Danny, and whirling to leave - once again abandoning his visibly exasperated partner.
1) Wes identifies Batman within a week and is soon after officially banned from responding to incidents at Wayne Enterprises because he keeps running off to try and report Danny Fenton to Bruce Wayne for being a ghost
2) Wes is almost always tackled or prevented by the new former Amity Parker intern Tucker, so Bruce never gets any useful information but Wes INSISTS LOUDLY that he needs to “tell Batman” so he’s gotta triple investigate Wes and stay far away
3) all the Amity Parkers therefore hear about Bruce being Batman from Wes and either disregard it or take it as gospel truth, with no way to identify why each thinks the way they do
4) the reason there are so many Amity Parkers in Gotham is because it is the only other city in America the Justice League never fucking go to, either because
a) they assume the residents will get it if they bitch about the Justice League being useless
b) they don’t wanna run into the league personally for fear of what they will say or do
Or c) they assume Batman is a ghost and the rogues have the kind of wacky antics they’re used to. When someone asks Dash why the hell he would willingly move to Gotham, he explains offhandedly
“Oh, I tried Chicago and Detroit, but it was just too quiet for me. I can’t settle down without at least a little excitement y’know.”
None of the Amity Parkers are ever asked that question again for fear of their answers.
5) Scarecrow and Joker are FUCKING LIVID that some goddamn school teacher is giving out cures for their secret weapons, and even fucking sharing the recipe
The fucking GIRL GUIDES have a badge now for making your own batch of anti-Joker sweets and selling them around town
But only one of them attacks the Gotham Academy
Only once
And sadly for Joker, it’s the day after the first gym class bomb run
Some of the kids are almost relieved they won’t have to do it again but also terrified because what the fuck is Professor Baxter going to do???
Professor Baxter is going to loudly and cheerfully declare “alright kids, we’ll pick this up another day but it looks like there’s some trouble so let’s all go to the bomb shelter!”
And all the kids just. Stare at him. Because yeah the American education system is A Trip but what fucking school has a bomb shelter?? (More than half the students realising yeah this is Gotham we fucking need one)
When someone hesitantly reminds Dash there is no bomb shelter, he sighs heartily, shakes his head, and scoops up an armful of bombs
“Yeah, alright, I forgot. We’ll just go to Fenton’s class, raid the sports equipment first for weapons and Tim, Louis, Cassidy, you guys pick up some of the throwable bombs, you did best on your tests”
And I mean the kids aren’t gonna argue against being armed it’s a fucking Joker attack, some grab spares for the other kids in Danny’s class and Dash nods approvingly and gives them extra credit
They get to class and the gym kids are fucking VIBRATING what the shit are these two gonna do together are they gonna action man out and take the Joker down themselves???? Tim is freaking out is this Danny’s villain arc he can’t get away Dash gave him A BOMB
But when they get there Dash and Danny share looks (and Danny hastily removes something above the door before Dash opens it, this is normal) and Dash nods to the kids
“Alright Fenton, you keep an eye on the kids and set these up” *delivers an armload of bombs* “and I’ll be back soon”
Dr Fenton nods like this is somehow normal and off Dash goes.
10 seconds later, Danny is grinning at the class again
“Alright everyone from Shop class, this is gonna be worth… let’s say 20 percent of your final grade, if I can get back into this room WITHOUT being covered in glitter you’ll all have to do an extra project to make it back up. Set up your bombs, I see you have weapons, well done, share those out and everyone else… do you all have your Joker candies? There’s an extra bag in my desk, stay quiet, stay low, and no one tell Dash I left.”
And then he climbs out the fucking window with a fucking scifi looking ray gun
Tim is fucking TORN on the one hand he NEEDS to get out there and coordinate with B and get this under control, on the other hand these kids are now fucking undefended and also he does not have time for an extra project in shop class
No one ever finds out exactly what happened but by the time the Bats hit the scene Joker is concussed, covered in glitter, and sobbing quietly
Danny gets back in unscathed (dammit) about 20 seconds before Dash runs back in and triggers the bombs
Tim successfully argues that Danny can’t prove he was unscathed in the next shop class and they could just tell Dash he left, so they all get that free 20%
6) if Dick EVER complains about his time at school again Tim just stares at him dead eyed like a war vet
7) despite Danny’s known penchant for biting goons, Red Hood approaches him personally to ask him to run extra safety classes in Crime Alley, under his personal protection
Danny agrees and it’s so weird, Jason’s had some seriously accelerated healing ever since coming back but he has this weird bite shaped bruise on his ribs for 2 weeks after that he will not talk about
Why can’t I see Danny in anything else besides a white lab coat, and science goggles for the entirety of this?? Like he’d look like that one prompt where he was a ‘villain’ to destress! And I love it!
And honestly? I’m liking the Danny x Dash possibilities in here! With shortking!Danny it just makes it cuter when Fenton has to stand on his toes to wrap his arms around Dash’s neck and Dash LET’S HIM!!
Holy shit. I love how this has become a whole ass fic. XXXDDD I would put in my two cents but it’s far too early/late in the morning and I should probably sleep. -w-
But like if there’s this one incident where something more ghostly happens and Tim is the only one to witness it. Idk what it would be but I think it would be funny. Like if an Observant comes to Danny in the break room to talk about ghostly/kingly stuff but ends up getting souped instead cause that is something that he doesn’t want to deal with, now or ever.
There’s a week where Danny subs for the physics teacher. For the entire week they talk about different dimensions and how to get to them. By the end of his subbing period, Danny and his classes have created a working portal to the Infinite Realms. It doesn’t work for long but it’s enough. It burns out one minute and twenty three seconds after being activated and stable. Luckily with his personal experience and his parents notes, no one becomes a halfa or comes down with a nasty case of ecto acne.
This au is just so much fun. If anyone writes an actual fic about this, please tag me! ^w^
@mrowsters you. I like your thoughts.
So… I have ruminated on these thoughts and have come up with some more ideas.
Imagine Dash and Danny taking separate groups of students through a Metropolis Museum of some sort. Big villain chum attacks near Dash’s group; hence the students getting extra points for evacuating civilians and doing first aid. Dash distracts the big chum and kicks their ass.
BUT.
Dannys group was farther in and got stuck in the villains trap. Now locked in, the villain (stupidly) declares (declared is a strong word theyre really wheezing after Dash is done with them) that they have planted a bomb in the museum and unless the hero bows to their demands the kids inside will die.
Hero comes a bit late and gets held up trying to get the villains detonator. They storm in, ready to help the kids only to see Danny and Co. calmly walking out with (diffused bomb) carefully packaged and ready for disposal.
Some quotes I thought of:
*trap goes off, everyone is freaking out a bit. Tim knows he’ll live this down.*
Danny notices the bomb. And gets them to a safe (as safe as they can be) distance before realizing what kind of bomb it is and approaching it. “Oh Kids! This is a great learning opportunity! Watch closely. Now, before we start, what are the steps to safely take care of a bomb?”
Kids, behind tables and shelves: “Determine. Defuse. Dispose.”
“ That’s right! Now is this a bomb we can throw? Kevin?”
Kevin: “No, it doesn’t have (bomb part? Idk the difference sorry)”
“ Good! We have determined what kind of bomb it is. This is where it gets fun! See this cylinder here? This is a chemical that reacts violently to ignition! Diffusing this bomb will need to be done with a steady hand….”
The look on everyone’s face as the group waltzes out of the museum, diffused bomb in hand to give to the authorities/hero(es) is something Tim will never forget. (Tim took notes the entire time and definitely plans on using this knowledge in the future)
By the end of the ordeal, both classes have learned something new, Dash and Danny are new internet celebrities and Kon will never again doubt anything Tim says about his Chemistry teacher.
All this to say that Danny is a different flavor of Ms. Frizzle. Especially with the “Bomb threat is a great learning opportunity.”
This is my favorite DP x DC post.
Kwan needs to also get a job at Gotham Academy or nearby just for that Dash Kwan meet up and all of their students assuming that Kwan might be the only normal Amity Parker.
He can be a literature teacher, specializing in poems. He keeps a Fenton Anti-Creep Stick under his desk.
I’d say that maybe Kwan is a lit teacher in Metropolis? Not a lot of schools have teachers all from the same hometown. During some school field trips or Highschool football games could cause them to travel and meet each other?
Additionally: Kwan is the coach for the Metropolis High football team.
What if while Kwan and Dash meet at like a school sports game they trade ideas for PE? “I’ve been teaching them DodgeShot, can’t believe somewhere like GOTHAM doesn’t teach this.” “Really? I wanted to try one of Our Games but in Metropolis I’ll probably get in trouble, so I just double the amount of dodgeball and baseball”
Kon, very far away and overhearing: “what’s DodgeShot?” Tim, unfased with a dead fish stare: “pain”
The idea that Lex has legally gone through the judicial system as a billionaire and only got partial custody is so fucking funny to me
After that school trip Danny probably becomes somewhat of a public figure in Gotham, occasionally people stop him on the street. If they ask for pictures or autographs he’ll indulge them of course, if he’s not busy.
If it’s the less friendly kind of stopping in the street, where a car pulls up and points a gun at him to get in? Let’s just say once and never again.
He got into the car of course, when a Gotham rogue points a gun at you, you damn well play along lest you lose your life, or well, your half life but they don’t know that.
When they stopped at a random rundown warehouse, Danny got shoved inside, and they demanded he make some new chemical weapon for them that there isn’t an antidote for. Danny, of course, had been expecting this since he got asked to become the chemistry substitute three months ago. They never found someone else to fill the vacancy and he was doing just fine so they let him stay.
By the time the bats arrives all the goons were covered in glitter and coughing up smoke but otherwise unharmed. A note was left behind telling the bats to get there sooner next time, this was sloppy. And for red robin to please see him after class.
The bats can’t tell how Danny figured it out, with how much Tim has seen in his class, he’s not surprised Danny could.
LOL PTA MEETINGS WOULD BE WILD
Dick (you think Bruce actually goes to these?) wants to know why Tim is coming back with bruises every now and then,
and why he finds baby bird at 2am, with a haunted look as he whispers, “a dash of sodium peroxide…if the bomb doesn’t have a cylindrical tube, book it…a sprinkle…a sprinkle of copper powder…” as he sips coffee from what Tim insists is The ThermosTM
The ThermosTM is incredibly ugly.
But he’s also concerned about Tim’s chemistry class lab safety, or lack of.
Irondad Prompt #27:
Tony: PETER BENJERMIN PARKER-STARK I- …wait
Peter:
Tony:
Peter: Dad?
[UPDATE: MINOR EDITS MADE] this was fun! sorry for not posting anything lately, am working on my Danny Phantom comics. i have 31 drafts tho so slowly will be posting those (Irondad, Danny Phantom [+Batfam] and Detective Conan ficlets!)
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Mr. Parker-Stark.
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“I like to think that I average only 3 stabs a month,” Peter huffed out.
I think it would be really funny if Vlad’s cat did actually know how to play chess and was surprisingly good
Hi i play chess casually and had a cat, looked after 5 for others. this is accurate! i also happen to write so here’s this:
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When your cat is a Cheater.
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Vlad sad hunched over, hair strands awry from hands running through them too many times.
Maddie sat opposite of him, picture perfect of poise and quiescence.
The chess board between them was a gloomy battlefield. A queen had fallen, many soldiers eaten, knights and castles on their knees begging for the end.
TW ?//: DANNY IS DETACHED FROM WAIST IN ONE OF THE SKETCHES, NO GORE. SAME AS SHOW.
have some Danny sketches and i suppose my official design for him. These were done in a few hours so like, don’t critique it too closely please akdhwkhdksha.
If you like this, keep an eye out for my upcoming dp, short (digital) comics about Danny learning to use his powers, starting with ‘Swan-dive’! Can you guess what power he will first practice?
little extra stuff:
So i had this dream…and decided to sketch and write a fic about it lol
Danny was wearing this orange suit, Jack and Vlad were merged and Maddie was…chill? I didn’t draw it but Danielle was a baby lol.
Anyways the fic is pretty much the same as my dream, i didn’t change much.
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Irondad Prompt #142:
Tony: Hey kid. You haven’t been patrolling much, everything okay?
Peter: Uh… actually, um… I have something for you… *hands Tony his suit*
Tony: Wha-?
Peter: Because I’m nothing with or without the suit
Tony:
Peter: So I shouldn’t have it
TW//: Implications of depression, derealization and prolonged sensory overload.
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Cotton.
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Irondad Prompt #147:
Stark Industries hires a Karen to be apart of their security team (not knowing the Karen is a Karen). All hell breaks lose when Peter Parker tries to enter the building for his internship. And Tony is not happy about it.
I love this trope and read two fics with a similar premise before, and i wanted more. Take my lousy attempt.
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Karening a Karen; By Tony Stark.
Speedrunning losing your Job; By said Karen.
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Peter had been finishing off the homework of the day and listened in without really listening.
Happy answered his phone, that had been ringing, once they were at a stop light, “Hogan speaking,”
“Sir, this is the NY manufacturing branch, the new security machinery has been installed,”
“What? When did it get here? That’s two hours ahead of time!”
“That’s not the problem, Sir, it’s not keyed in to our systems and is rejecting all entry except of the highest levels,”
“Is there any immediate emergency, or can you wait an hour?”
“We can wait, sir,”
“Good,”
Happy sighed as he checked his watch, “I’m gonna drop you off at the front gates, Peter, there’s an emergency i need to attend to,”
Peter hummed absentmindedly, “Yeah, no problem Happy, I’ve got it,”
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Peter did not got it.
god you know what i am an absolute sucker for? dramatic reveals.
those just scratch my brain beyond belief, like imagine in the dp x dc world, doesn't really matter how they know each other but Danny is over at the Wayne's house (neither of them knows each others secret ids) so then say some big bad ghost comes out, maybe undergrowth or something, and Danny getting scared cause last time he saw undergrowth he watched his friends and family get taken over by the ghost, seeing them used as plant food, and get scared because here's this nice, loving, sweet family about to be fertilizer, so secret identities be damned he's going to protect his new friends. So he just looks back at them and yells at them to stay back, while he flies up and starts beating this plant, maybe some of the batfam get over their shock or whatever and help out Danny.
God dramatic reveals that have a later awkward or weird explanations just have a place in my heart <3
my only knowledge of the batfam is what i’ve seen on the dp x dc and batfam tags on tumblr; take my characterization with a grain of salt.
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Rule 86: the Batfam is NEVER allowed to be present at once.
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Honestly, the first sign that sh** was about to hit the fan was that everyone was here.
Yup, everyone. Including Jason and Bruce. Duke is willing to see how long that lasts before escaping. Damian is here only due to promise of a day off from school.
Second sign was the fact it was a sunny, pleasant day…
…in Gotham.
Gotham, the city of which it’s sky is blanketed in grey and forever at dusk, due to the smoke and ash, dust and soot from collateral damage of the day and pollution.
