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[daydreaming-bee]

this blog is just for random fandom ideas

Right now it’s mostly seems like Danny Phantom ideas…

[nekomuse]

Danny had raised Dan and Dani/Ellie. We are at the point where they are young adult/teens and Danny just wants to introduce his new partner to his kids.

Cur Bruce being stared down with a Batman worthy glare by the mountain of a man that is Dan - who Danny only called his little rascal.

Dani/Ellie is smiling, creepily while asking very uncomfortable questions.

[clockwayswrites]

Bruce presses the back of his hand to his lip, feeling the cut sting in response. He should get some ice. Make sure the swelling isn’t so bad tomorrow that a teacher will feel required to ask. But he doesn’t want to get up. It’s cool there in the shade of the bell tower, even as the cicadas scream in the warm weather. There’s a peace to it.

A peace that is ruined by someone dropping to the ground next to him. Danny Masters. He’s a grade above than Bruce, but by age he should be two. Bruce has never spoken to the other boy before, but memorizing the student body at a place like this was easily. Danny stretches his long legs out in the grass before he holds out a plastic glove full of ice.

Bruce eyes it warily.

Danny shrugs. “Couldn’t find a plastic bag.”

Bruce doesn’t say anything.

“Look, I get it.”

Bruce scoffs. As if someone—

“I killed my parents too.”

—oh.

“Not just them. My sister. My best friends. They’re all dead because of me.”

Bruce stays quiet, but he takes glove full of ice and presses it hard against his lip. He ignores the way Danny is looking at him. Danny just hums. The sound mixes with the cicada calls.

“Bruce Wayne.”

“I know. Danny Fe… Masters.”

“I know,” Bruce replies.

[leafyeyes417]

Wallet Reveals All

Tim as Red Robin, staring forlornly at his broken grapple, exhaustion seeping out of him in waves: …

Danny: Hey uh… want me to fix that?

Tim, sounding near tears: Please 🙏

Danny: *quickly fixes the grapple, pulling scrap from his bag.* Here all fixed!

Tim: Here, your payment. *hands over his entire wallet and grapples away*

Danny: *stares blankly for 30 seconds* … Um?

Danny: *Silently screaming inside as he stares at Red Robin’s very civilian state ID*

Danny: Why is my luck always like this?

[neonnewsfeed]

Scene: First Contact (a.k.a. This Could Have Been Avoided)

Crime Alley is too quiet.

Jason doesn’t like that.

It’s the kind of quiet that means people are watching. Waiting. Holding their breath.

For him.

Or—

Jason’s grip tightens on his helmet.

—for the idiot currently standing in the middle of the street, arguing with a broken vending machine.

“…I know you have snacks in there,” the guy says, jabbing a finger at the glass. “Don’t play with me. I can hear them.”

Jason stares.

That’s him.

Danny Fenton.

The so-called “civilian.”

The one who’s been getting shot at for weeks and somehow not dying.

The one Crime Alley refuses to talk about.

The one everyone’s protecting.

The one wearing—

Jason squints.

—is that a NASA hoodie?

Jason has questions.

A lot of questions.

None of them include whatever the hell this is.

“Turn around.”

The words cut clean through the alley.

Danny freezes.

Slowly—slowly—he turns.

His eyes flick up.

Take in the helmet. The stance. The guns.

Recognition flashes.

“Oh,” Danny says.

Beat.

“…crap.”

Jason steps forward, boots heavy against pavement.

“Name.”

Danny blinks.

“Uh… Danny?”

“Last name.”

“…Fenton?”

Jason tilts his head.

Like he’s cataloguing.

Weighing.

Deciding.

“Funny,” he says flatly. “That’s not what people call you around here.”

Danny frowns.

“…What do people call me?”

Jason raises a gun.

Not firing.

Just—there.

A statement.

“Red Hood.”

Danny stares.

Then laughs.

Actually laughs.

“Okay—no. No, that’s—that’s funny. Good joke. Solid delivery. Little threatening, but—”

“I’m not joking.”

Danny stops.

The smile drops.

“…you’re serious.”

Jason doesn’t move.

“Why are you using my name.”

There’s a beat.

A long one.

Danny looks at him.

Then points at himself.

“…your name?”

Jason cocks the gun.

“Don’t play dumb.”

“I’m not playing—what are you talking about??”

“The name. The territory. The pattern.”

Jason steps closer.

“You show up when I do. You take the same fights. You protect the same people.”

Another step.

“You shoot like me.”

Danny looks deeply offended.

“Okay first of all—rude. I shoot better than you, I just don’t brag about it.”

Jason pauses.

That was not the response he expected.

“…you what.”

Danny waves a hand.

“That’s not the point! What do you mean your name?? I’ve never called myself Red Hood in my life!”

Jason goes very still.

“…you expect me to believe that.”

“Yes?? Because it’s true??”

Danny gestures wildly.

“I don’t even have a name thing! I just—exist!”

“That’s not how this works.”

“Well it should be!”

Jason lowers the gun a fraction.

Not enough to be safe.

Enough to be thinking.

“…then why are people treating you like you are.”

Danny opens his mouth.

Closes it.

“…okay, see, that’s been bothering me too.”

Jason stares.

Danny throws his hands up.

“I thought it was, like, a ghost thing! You know—wrong place, wrong time, spooky vibes, maybe I accidentally offended a cult—”

“You’re being targeted by assassins.”

“I noticed!”

“They’re not using anti-meta weapons.”

“I NOTICED THAT TOO!”

Danny points at him accusingly.

“That’s the weird part! Where’s the theme?? Where’s the consistency?? If you’re gonna try to kill me, at least commit to the aesthetic!”

Jason blinks.

Once.

“…the aesthetic.”

“Yes!”

Danny paces now, animated.

“I’m used to ghosts, okay? There’s rules. Drama. Personal vendettas. These guys? Just—bang bang, die. No personality!”

Jason is… re-evaluating.

Everything.

“…you’re telling me,” he says slowly, “you’re not Red Hood.”

“Yes!”

“And you don’t know why people think you are.”

“YES.”

“And you don’t know why you’re being targeted.”

“EXACTLY.”

Jason studies him.

Hard.

The stance.

The breathing.

The eyes.

No flinch.

No fear.

Just frustration.

“…you got shot yesterday,” Jason says.

Danny shrugs.

“Yeah, and? I got better.”

Jason’s grip tightens.

“You what.”

“I mean, not like—” Danny gestures vaguely. “—better better. Just, you know. Walked it off.”

“You walked off a bullet wound.”

“Yeah?”

“…how.”

Danny freezes.

Oh.

Oh no.

“…uh.”

Jason steps forward.

Slow.

Dangerous.

“Explain.”

Danny smiles.

Badly.

“Well! You see! Funny story—”

A shot rings out.

Both of them move.

Jason turns, firing twice—precise, controlled.

Danny—

vanishes.

Not ducks.

Not dodges.

Gone.

Jason whips back around.

Nothing.

Then—

“Behind you.”

Jason spins—

Danny’s there.

Completely fine.

No blood.

No wound.

No anything.

Jason stares.

“…you didn’t move.”

“I did.”

“You disappeared.”

Danny winces.

“…define disappeared.”

Jason raises the gun again.

Slower this time.

More careful.

More certain.

“You’re not human.”

Danny exhales.

“…okay, wow, rude.”

“Answer the question.”

Danny hesitates.

Looks at the gun.

Looks at Jason.

Then—

“…I mean,” he says carefully, “define human.”

Jason goes very, very still.

Somewhere in the distance, another gunshot echoes.

Neither of them reacts.

Because suddenly—

That’s not the problem anymore.

[leafyeyes417]

Prompt: A Fake is easier

(Idk if anyone has done this but whatever, link if they did)

Danny Fenton was declared legally dead. He wasn’t outed as Phantom to his parents. No, it was due to government clerical error. When a Daniel Fenten (no relation, he checked) died, someone replaced the e with an o.

The problem comes in that it is an absolute pain to be declared alive again. It also prevented him from going to school, since despite the GIW’s attempts to cut off Amity they wouldn’t mess with taxes.

So after a lot of hassle trying to overturn it they get fed up and make him a fake identity under Daniel Nightingale and he switches to online school (which actually goes much better for his hero schedule).

This later becomes important when Danny tries to join WE and his ID gets flagged in the background check.

[oonightmareoo]

Y’know. Everyone likes to go “ghosts bond by fighting” but never really back it up with Danny interacting with the Batfam. He always bonds with them in the human way, which yea, that’s always nice. But I kinda wanna see Danny struggle with the human way.

Like, obviously he’s friends with Sam and Tucker without fighting them, but that’s just lasting affection from before his death. And yeah, his sister is Jazz, but she’s always been his sister, so there’s no change. But he fought Val. He bonded with Val the ghost way.

Gimme, post-Nasty Burger explosion or post-Bad Parents Fenton, Danny struggling to be in the Wayne family. Not because they’re obviously hiding something, or because they’re workaholics that… don’t seem to have jobs? No, his issue is that he doesn’t know how to interact with them.

Like, sure, Dick is always stating how excited he is that he’s got a new brother, but Danny just doesn’t feel it. Not like Danny feels it’s a betrayal to Jazz, but like Dick just seems distant. Yeah, Dick is very… huggy, let’s just say, and he’s constantly coming to Gotham to have “brotherly bonding” time with Danny and Dick does everything that Danny had ever imagined a big brother might do for him… but.

And of course Jason is there, he’s helping Danny with his English and Reading homework, he’s joking with Danny in the way that no one else is, he’s driving Danny from place to place, Jason is just… present, but.

And Tim, can’t forget Tim, Tim tinkers with projects with Danny and plays games with Danny and-

And Damian- Duke, Bruce, even Alfred!

But. But! Danny feels like an outsider looking in as he’s doing these activities with the Wayne’s. Not in a way of feeling like he’s inconveniencing these busy and important people, but in that he’s just hanging around with work friends he can barely remember the names of and definitely doesn’t have the phone numbers of (but he does, he has their phone numbers, he knows their names, he knows their favorite colors- what is wrong with him??)

And then it clicks, when he has to fight a misunderstanding Batman off. Because now Batman is his… friend? Dad? Now Batman is his something but why can’t he feel that way about Bruce?

And then he fights Nightwing in a panic and Nightwing becomes his… something. And it’s replicable. He fights every one of the Bats over a misunderstanding or because of some outside influence and they become his family even though he wanted this feeling with the Wayne’s and he doesn’t know what to do and it hurts that he doesn’t have this feeling with the Wayne’s and it almost feels like a betrayal to their efforts and-

Then he finds out that the Wayne’s are the Bats.

[neonnewsfeed]

Everyone Knows (Except the Two People Who Should)

Danny Fenton has been living in Crime Alley for three years.

He showed up around the same time Red Hood did.

He’s strong. Fast. Weirdly durable. Doesn’t flinch at gunfire. Gets into fights to protect people who can’t protect themselves. The working girls adore him. The kids follow him around like ducklings.

And—most importantly—he once picked up a gun and shot a guy’s weapon clean out of his hand from across the street.

So, naturally, everyone in Crime Alley knows Danny Fenton is Red Hood.

They are very polite about not saying it out loud.

Crime Alley protects its own.

Danny, meanwhile, has no idea what’s going on.

“Why do I have three hitmen after me this week?” he complains, ducking another bullet. “I didn’t even do anything!”

(He absolutely did do something. It’s called existing with Fenton luck.)

The weird part?

None of these guys are using anti-ghost tech.

Just regular human guns.

Danny is deeply offended.

Jason Todd has a problem.

Because apparently—

He has a civilian identity now.

And that civilian identity is walking around Crime Alley, getting shot at, and somehow not dying.

Jason would like to know:

Who the hell this guy is

Why he’s using Red Hood’s name

How he’s still alive

And most importantly—

Why everyone in Crime Alley is acting like this is completely normal

The real issue?

No one in Crime Alley is stupid enough to tell Red Hood they know his identity.

So no one tells Jason.

And no one tells Danny.

And the misunderstanding?

Has been going strong for three years.

[leafyeyes417]

Prompt: Danger? Where?

Danny joins Young Justice (how idk but I would guess chaos) and due to being in constant excessive danger due to all the ghosts, hunters, and his previous home security, tends not to notice things below a certain danger level.

Example:

Danny: *walks over a trip wire, around a pressure plate, ducks under a laser, and continues on completely oblivious*

YJ member behind him: *trips on the wire, causes a cascade of activated traps and barely makes it out* phantom! Why didn’t you tell me about the trip wire?!

Phantom: There was a trip wire???? *genuine confusion*

M’gann: I can tell you are genuinely confused but how did you miss the wire? *baffled*

Danny also forgets to warn his teammates of certain things, like a laser being shot from their flank etc.

[countmuri]

DP x DC (SPIT IT OUT)

Danny eating things he shouldn’t.

I feel like he’d be like one of those pets you’d have to pry their mouths open because he’s just so determined to eat it.

Ghost baby. Baby learns about the world by putting things in it mouth. It’s self-explanatory really. He’s eaten ectoplasm before so he’d probably think this is practically harmless in comparison.

Plus, it’s eco-friendly. Why just eat the chocolate bar when you could eat it with the wrapper. He’s being 100% efficient by eating his trash. No evidence and cleaning up after himself at the same time.

He’s able to digest almost anything because of his ectoplasm anyway, it’d be a shame not to take advantage of it.

Anyways, first incident? When Tim take’s Danny to go eat sushi, he just takes a bite of his chopsticks while eating a peice, they just get shorter and shorter until eventually he’s done. Tim watched in horrified silence, not really stopping Danny, wondering if he really didn’t notice he was eating his…utencils. At the end Danny just finished off the last piece of chopstick, no sushi.

Tim thinks it’s just wise not to say anything to his face but to instead bring this information to the cave, because who else is he supposed to talk to about what he witnessed??

Dick is the type to immedietly launch himself at Danny, holding his jaw and futily trying to pry his jaw open to stick his fingers down his mouth, panicking. Cause why is Danny eating an entire cup of plastic?? Spit it out!!! NO BAAAAD

I feel like Jason would be less willing to jump in but would reluctantly pry Danny’s mouth open if asked as one of his siblings does the routine of trying to fish something out of his mouth. It was metal once, took a bite out of it like a piece of hard sugar, there was a crunch and everything. Eventually though Jason would work up to just full on tackling Danny as soon as he chomps down on not food.

Cass just jabs two fingers violently to Danny’s stomach till he coughs it out himself. Steph coming up with a list of ‘things Danny has eaten’ and a ‘things I predict Danny will eat’, sometimes she’ll jump in on the fun of physically restraining Danny so they can get something out of his mouth, she can practice her headlock cause damn is he wiggly.

Damian is absolutely handing Danny things to eat when they’re alone, like just presenting something to him without saying anything. Once had him eat toxic paint (dolloped on the plate like a gorumat dish) and had him describe how it tasted—having Danny try all the animals' pets food to make sure they were satisfactory enough for each animal.

Duke wants no part in this, and by that he means he slides Danny his trash to do what he want’s with it because he just doesn’t want to put his hand down his throat… sometimes it’s just better to know whose trash he’s eating. Duke lies and say’s Danny snatches it from his hands.

Alfred can’t stop Danny, god knows anyone can, he supplements this by feeding Danny nonstop so he has no chance to even reach for something non-edible to eat.

Barbara helps by making a file of screen captures filled with Danny in the middle of eating anything, really. Edible, Non-edible, Impossible.

[leafyeyes417]

Hope or Denial

(TW: Gore, Blood, not sure if there are other triggers so someone tell me and I’ll edit it)

Danny had always had a deep kernel of belief that his parents would accept him as Phantom. However that kernel was quite deep and covered by anxiety and paranoia. After all, they even sometimes worked with ghosts when the time came for it! He had even tried to tell them more than once, though his nervousness and the constant interruptions meant he hadn’t managed that yet.

So when his parents declared they were going to Gotham because of ghost rumors, Danny was dragged along and disgruntled because Gotham, while have higher ecto levels, was no where near enough to hide his ecto-signature when in ghost form.

Of course, nothing could have prepared him for what would happen 3 days into their stay. A fuzzy thought tickled the back of his mind as he stared in shock. ‘Did I really believe that they would change? Or was I just in denial?’

————————————

Jason stood on a rooftop as Red Hood, on his usual patrol. There had been an Arkham breakout recently and a decent few of the big time Rouges were still out. Unfortunately he had been getting a bad feeling about tonight, so his paranoia was ramped up and he was waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Then he spotted a kid. Male, dark hair, kinda short, maybe 5ft 5in. He staggered about in a daze, and when a glint of light hit him, blood covered his clothes. Foreboding slipped in and Jason immediately connected his com. “Hey, just a gut feeling here but I need Red and Black Bat to join me at my location. Got a kid covered in blood.”

Grappling down to the street he barely focused on the confirmation they were on their way. Landing near the kid he realized that his clothes had quite a bit of blood on them, and worry began to worm in that he was injured worse than he thought. “Kid?” Jason called out.

Not seeing the kid react he slowly got closer and reached out, gently grasping his arm. Turning the kid around, his eyes were glazed in shock, murmuring something Jason couldn’t make out. Hearing the thwip of a grapple, Red Robin and Black Bat landed near him.

“The kid is in shock, not reacting to outside stimulus. He seems to be murmuring something but it’s too quiet to hear.” Jason stated.

Red moved closer, “Is he injured?”

Jason shook his head. “Can’t tell.”

BB tilted her head. “Use com to see what he is saying?”

Red hmmed. “Yeah.” Clicking his com on, he sent out to all the others, “Everyone be quiet on coms for a bit. The kid is saying something too quiet to hear so we are gonna see if putting a com near his mouth will allow us to hear it.”

After getting confirmation from the other BB took a spare com and placed it near the kids mouth. Jason was not expecting what he heard.

“They killed someone. They Ended him.”

And somewhere deep inside Jason, he felt the part that always been the pits Shudder. He didn’t know exactly what the kid was talking about but somehow he felt he knew. Someone had just been erased from existence.

Swearing, Jason called out to Oracle. “O, find out where this kid came from, I don’t know exactly what is going on but the part about Ending someone made the pits react. Whatever it is isn’t good.”

Jason could practically feel a grim atmosphere take over all the Bats and Birds at the mention of the Pit reacting. Hopefully whatever this was had nothing to do with Ra’s.

Jason looked over to the other two, “Let’s get the kid to a safe house, check him for injuries and get him cleaned up.” Picking the kid up, they grappled away.

———————————

Bruce hoped against hope this didn’t have anything to do with the LOA. As he followed the trail Oracle had traced from the boy Hood found, Nightwing and Robin by his side, he focused on silently entering the house before him.

With silent signals they split up, checking for other occupants. Receiving confirmation that no one was upstairs, they gathered at the basement door and slowly went down the stairs, following a trail of blood which was assumed to be from the boy leaving the scene.

Turning on the lights, they were unprepared for the sight before them. The Joker was strapped to a table, dead, his chest open like an autopsy. Blood was covering the floor in a pool, and splattered over many tools sitting nearby.

Many of his organs had been… removed and placed in jars. Weirdest of all was a small, broken, circular object sitting nearby, the color a faded purple green.

[sakuravalenp]

Desktop pet - DP x DC prompt

Danny has gotten very good at getting into and exploring the internet. Not only from having to follow Technus through it, but also because it was fun!

So it shouldn't have been a surprise that when the time came when he had to escape Amity Park for good, he did it through the web. He had never gone outside the city's servers before, so he did get a bit lost, but soon he was exploring all around the world.

He knew he had to get out of the web eventually, but the persecution had left him a little traumatized. It was safe in there, and he was healing well, or at least his pixelated body seemed okay. And okay, maybe online food was a little tasteless and numbed his tongue, but it was keeping him fed, so who cared.

Through his exploration, he's found something strange though. It doesn't matter which server he jumps to, he always sees traces of the same digital signature. If he wasn't literally within the internet, he wouldn't have noticed, but it becomes easier to identify the more he sees it. So he eventually decides to follow.

That's how Danny ends up in Oracle's computer, and there was SO much to explore here.

---

Something has gotten into her system. She hasn't told anyone yet. There's a big stakeout going on, and the bats and birds can't risk getting distracted, but it is driving her crazy.

She's been using her laptop for her Oracle activities to decrease the risk of the thing getting any information on current patrols, but she hasn't been able to lock it out of the data stored on her main computer or erase enough information to keep it away from anything sensitive.

It has been beyond stressful doing everything on a simple laptop after years of using her constantly upgraded setup.

Oracle can't even identify what it is. It isn't behaving like a virus or spyware, but more importantly, she can't get rid of it. It keeps avoiding all her attempts... almost as if it were alive.

After another frustrated night guiding the vigilantes of Gotham with her laptop, she decides to try and communicate with whatever did this. She creates an open chat.

She doesn't think it will actually get any results, but soon she's getting a text."Your computer is crazy!" accompanied by an anime-like emoticon of a pale boy with green eyes and white hair blinking.

---

Or: From what I've seen, Oracle is carrying a crazy amount of work, and I think she deserves a little helper.

[ailithnight]

DPxDC Prompt #25

Danny, on the run, learns shapeshifting and proceeds to pull an Amorpho to eat. Ie, finds family having a big meal, waits for everyone to go to bed, turn into one of the family members, and breaks in to eat their leftovers. If he's caught, he just has to pretend to be whoever he's shapeshifted in to up for a midnight snack long enough to get away.

It works especially well on larger families with strong resemblance to each other. Tired people in the dark will rationalize away any idiosyncrasies. And as long as he doesn't linger long enough for rumors to pop up, the risk is negligible.

The trick has served him well as he's made his way steadily east (bigger cities, denser populations, easier to hide). Well enough he's completely confident in his next choice of targets. The Wayne Family should see him well fed enough, he might even make it out of the country on his next migration.

[neonnewsfeed]

Fic Opening Scene

The Watchtower is… a lot.

Danny floats in through the teleporter a few inches off the ground, hands shoved into his pockets like he’s trying very hard to look unimpressed. He’s not. He just refuses to give Batman the satisfaction.

Because yeah. That’s Batman.

Great. Cool. Totally normal.

“Danny Phantom,” Batman says, voice flat and measured. “Thank you for accepting the League’s invitation.”

“Mm,” Danny hums. “Still deciding if that was a good idea.”

Flash snorts somewhere behind him.

Superman gives him a polite smile. Wonder Woman inclines her head in greeting.

Everything is going fine.

Totally fine.

Right up until—

Danny freezes.

His eyes lock onto someone across the room.

A guy. Red suit. Lightning bolt. Big cape. Built like a tank.

And yet—

Danny squints.

Tilts his head.

Narrows his eyes harder.

“…Okay,” he says slowly. “I’ve got a question.”

Batman’s already suspicious. “Go on.”

Danny points.

Directly at Captain Marvel.

“Soooo… does this universe not have child labor laws?”

Silence.

Immediate, deafening silence.

Flash chokes.

Green Lantern actually turns away to laugh.

“Excuse me?” Batman says, dangerously calm.

Wonder Woman steps forward slightly. “I can assure you, we do not permit children to serve on the League.”

Danny doesn’t look away from Captain Marvel.

“I am looking at a child right now,” he says flatly. “That—right there—is a child.”

Captain Marvel straightens, clearly offended.

“Uh, you must be mistaken, Mr. Phantom—Danny—sir,” he says. “I am very much an adult.”

Danny deadpans.

“…That kid hasn’t even hit puberty yet.”

Flash wheezes.

“What?” Flash says between breaths. “No, no, we’ve got records of Captain Marvel going back centuries!”

“Exactly!” Captain Marvel says quickly, latching onto that.

Batman is staring now.

Not at Danny.

At Marvel.

Hard.

Danny squints harder.

“No, his magic is ancient,” Danny says slowly. “But he’s practically a toddler.”

Captain Marvel sputters. “A toddler?! I’m ten and a—”

The room stops.

Everything stops.

Even the Watchtower feels like it goes quiet.

Captain Marvel freezes.

“…half,” he finishes weakly.

The Justice League stares.

Captain Marvel laughs nervously.

“I—uh—I mean—I’ve been around for hundreds of years—”

“Marvel.”

Batman’s voice cuts through the room like a blade.

Captain Marvel deflates.

“…damnit.”

Flash loses it.

[sakuravalenp]

Danny is red hood - DP X DC short prompt

Not really, but everyone is convinced he is. He arrived at crime alley around the same time the red hood appeared, he's strong, gets along with the night girls, often gets involved in fights to protect others, and is completely unbothered by death. What really sell it was when someone finally saw him shoot a gun, the guy has a terrific aim.

Sure, no one has seen him take a life, but that's what the vigilantes shit is for, right? So everyone knows this young man is Red Hood, but that's okay, crime alley is good keeping secrets from outsiders.

Danny has no idea everyone thinks this, and is unsure why he has so many hit man's behind his head. He can't even blame this on his ghost side, this men only use human weapons! This is his Fenton luck again, isn't it?

Jason is really interested in meeting who is apparently his civilian ID. Also, kind of worrying to have a civilian carrying his name, seems like a quick way to get the guy kill. Then again, the guy seems to have survived pretty well so far.

[fruitcakebro]

Jason getting pregnant from a one night stand threesome on a mission? But Wes and Danny also gave fake names.

It's interesting if Jason is trans or something, but it's a hundred times funnier if he's cis.

"Yeah, sorry Mr. Todd. We're not sure how this happened either, or even how this is biologically possible. But you are 100%, beyond the shadow of a doubt, double-triple-quadrouple-checked.... Pregnant."

'...how the fu-'

And now Jason thinks that like. He slept with a Metahuman whose power is being able fuck with people's bits or something. Because while admittedly he hasn't checked recently, as of the last time he got a scan, HE DID NOT HAVE A FUCKING UTERUS. And this is kind of a dangerous thing to have roaming around, because what if this isn't the only alteration that can be caused? What if this sort of power was used maliciously to like, make someone's liver disappear or something???

And an abortion is fairly out of the question for a number of reasons. First of all, how is he going to find a doctor who is confident to perform the proceedure on someone who was, for all intents and purposes, ENTIRELY BIOLOGICALLY MALE until recently???

Not to mention that Jason was also raised Catholic, and may have grown up with a fairly anti-abortion stance. He doesn't seem like he'd be against it fully at this point, because he understands that people have a lot of reasons for wanting/needing one. However, has he EVER been the sort to have the same standards for himself as for everyone else? Nah. He took 'the only moral abortion is my abortion' and flipped it to 'the only immoral abortion is my abortion'. He may not be emotionally prepared to raise a child, but he is absolutely unwilling to get rid of it. Why? Who fucking knows. Self-sacrifical tendencies? Unwillingness to hurt a kid, even one who doesn't actually exist yet?

Also, maybe Bruce told him that keeping the baby wasn't a good idea, and FUCK BRUCE. Jason will do what he goddamn wants with his own body, thank you. So he goes looking for the other possible parents, because they have a right to at least know they have a kid. And also he wants to know how the fuck this happened.

Only, 'Freddy' and 'James' who he hooked up with DO NOT SEEM TO EXIST WHEN HE LOOKS FOR THEM? Admittedly, going on a first name and a vague recollection is not easy. So he tries to consult his suit/civie clothes camera. His footage is somehow buggy as fuck, and he can only BARELY get a clear view of 'James' for a few seconds. But it's at an awkward angle, and it does absolutely nothing to help his search. Because unfortnately(only in hindsight), the only clear shot he has is one where his shirt was on the floor, awkwardly recording the ceiling and 'James' happened to walk over it. Jason has a clearer recording of his junk than his face. But unless he's a well-known porn star, that's probably not gonna be helpful.

One other thing that may make this more complicated, is that he has to track down both of them. Because, uhm... Well, he may have bottomed for both of 'em. Don't judge him, okay? He was having fun. But that means he has no idea which one is the father. Well- Other father? Whatever.

His search is completely fruitless, and after almost a month of looking with zero new leads, he's almost ready to give up.

And then 'James' crashes back into his life dramatically. Specifically, in the form of following Bruce around and agressively asking for an interview for the Gotham Gazette. And apparently, his fucking name is WESLEY WESTON? Jason might have gotten knocked up by someone named WESLEY FUCKING WESTON?

Well at least now the fake name makes sense, escpecially if this guy's a decently well-known reporter. Anonymity is kind of difficult when somebody knows your name from an article you wrote about Luthorcorp's unsafe use of lead in the workplace. Which- Actually was quite a good article, though Jason has questions about how Wes sourced several of the things he said.

Jason then essentially kidnaps Wes in broad daylight- Like, essentially just grabs him and walks away. Then plonks him down and says 'Hey, we hooked up a while back. And you may have gotten me pregnant.'

Wes remembers this because he does not have a lot of hookups. He is fairly dismayed at having been 'tracked down', and is even MORE dismayed at the knowledge that he apparently hooked up with Bruce Wayne's son. However, at the statement that Jason is apparently now pregnant, he just. Bluescreens. And then eventually asks HOW? Which means that if he's the Meta, he's unaware of it. Great. He then asks if Wes has a way to contact 'Freddy'. Wes balks, but clearly knows something.

After enough pushing, Wes finally admits that he does have contact information for the now correctly-named Danny Nightingale. Who apparently already has children, so this is going to be interesting. And while Jason makes direct contact with Danny, he also decides to start digging independantly. Because if he felt the need to use a fake name, and there is NOTHING easily available online about him, that raises some red flags.

Eventually, Jason discovers that the reason Danny is so intent on hiding his identity from the world is because he's a heavily Wanted missing person, and suspected as a vigilante.

Sweet Jesus, Jason's life just got more interesting. Is this why Bruce said hookups are bad ideas? Because sometimes they result in national incidents??? How the actual fuck was he supposed to predict ANY of this?

He needs a fucking drink. But he can't even have one for another eight months. Fuck his fucking life.

[countmuri]

DC x DP Crossover (Do a flip)

Make Danny bendy. I mean he’s already dead?

I mean after his bones break they would just adapt after the first time, like hold up, let me break my bones in so I can do this trick.

I feel like this would also be a social media AU for no reason other than if I have perks from my ghost powers I’m so going to use them.

Like he would and does use his power for convenience, whats stopping him from bending in weird ways for the internet to get monetized for some new space stuff, or boring stuff like necessities and rent, cause he’s gotta stop recording in the abandoned observatory in Amity, probably. Sometime maybe.

Watch him try to attempt to do the impossible Flying Grayson quadurble sundae split or splat or something on some scaffolding because why would he ever need equipment. We adapt in this bitch.

Danny would maybe sacrifice his pride to make a compilation of his edited-out fails or first trys, some of them he litterslly just goes splat and then peels himself up to do it again, obviously a guaranteed banger.

Other people or adrenaline junkies wanting to collab with Danny and then they actually meet him and oh— this kid is definitly suicidal, bc what the fuck??

When Danny collabs with other creators his veiwers really get to see how bat-shit crazy he is because he totally edits out all the ‘bad takes’ for continuity or some shit.

Any collab video done with him is just an adrenaline high vlog around whatever city they’re in, 50% chance Danny might use random infustructer to launch himself in a way that might be considered self-harm…and hell no they are not allowed to do the collab in amity so Danny’s just travelling to random city’s to meet up with strangers.

Every once in awhile he’ll record walking out of the house for his part of the video, yelling bye to his parents, saying he’s going to film a video with someone in Texas this week, and they just yell back ‘have fun honey!’