Ellabellabugz

[art-lokiitama]

"There has to be a way out. I don't want this. I don't accept this."

A fanart for the wonderful fic that has been eating at my brains: Damian Wayne's Complete and Absolute Guide to Starting Over by Anonymous author ✨✨💕

The emotions are so, so gripping in this, and I couldn't get this picture (and another one) away from my mind! I can't recommend this fic enough, it's absolutely incredible

[ellabellabugz]

Woah

[calbee-add1ct]

@ronsbuldgingmember made me catch up on @wesslan‘s silly fortune teller!tim au fic this week so obv i had to draw up that scene where tim reads dick’s fortune

[wesslan]

*EATS YOUR ART*

AAAAAAH OMG IT'S SOOOOO GOOD!!!!!

seriously this is amazing, it's literally exactly how i imagined it while writing! the jewelry, dick's outfit, the tent-fabric, the lantern, the teeth!!!! i lovelovelove it!<3

would you b alright with me linking to this in the fic? :D

[ellabellabugz]

Me: *stares at chapter* I hate it

*deletes it all*

Me: …….. now what

[ellabellabugz]

So this idea came from a sleep story I was listening to .

Danny Fenton has moved to Gotham to escape from his parents. While living there he finds a haunted laundromat. The ghost that used to own it sells it to Danny.

It’s doing pretty well! Tho the vigilantes are curious on how he manages to keep on getting the blood stains out of their clothes.

[ellabellabugz]

Help me pick a title!

OG title: Secrets the Grave Hold

Beyond the Veil

Grave Secrets

Dead Men Tell No Tales

Six Feet Under

Other (say in comments)

Voting ended onMar 28

I’m renaming one of my fics before I continue writing it.

Summary

Psychic detective Daniel Nightgaling (formerly Fenton) was really good at his job. He could use his ghost abilties to solve crime. Catch criminals and save people. Only issue in that Danie Fenton is legally dead and on the run. That didn’t matter tho, he had a flawless false identity and genius plan to keep on moving after solving the crime.

It worked perfectly until Detective Richard Grayson partnered up with Danny. Asking to many questions and acting like he cared about Danny. Nope Danny could not handle that it could ruin everything… he still wanted to solve the crimes tho. Maybe a little dramatics and lying could make the other detective leave him alone. Not likely

Beyond the veil: is the name of my one shot collection that has this fic in it. Tho I’m debating on renaming it to use it for this one.

[ellabellabugz]

Anyone else? No just me? Okay.

[dcxdpdabbles]

Diana: I think Batman has been replaced Clark: His heart beat is the same Diana: Shapeshifts have tricked you before. Clark: True. How about you use your lasso? Diana: I can, but I need to take him by surprise. Can you distract him? Clark: No....but I know someone who can. PHANTOM! Danny: Yessss~? Clark: Can you go haunt Batman for about ten minutes while Wonder Woman and I set up a surprise for him? Danny: But of course!~I have slime that needs a canvas~! Diana: You sent the thing haunting the Watch Tower after Batman? Isn't it the soul of a child? You honestly think a child will hold off Batman or someone with the skill to impersonate Batman? Clark: Look, no one is better at being discracting than Phantom, plus every attempt to get him off the Watch Tower has failed. This could prove Batman is Batman, and we can control the local ghost child. Two birds with one stone. Diana: If it does turn out I am wrong, and that is Batman, let's just hope Batman doesn't trap Phantom with magic or something. We know our coworker can't handle jokes. Clark: No, we tried that. I even tried getting him to say his name backwards. Diana: You think he's an imp? Clark: No, the boy couldn't say words backwards. He started crying and had to write on the whiteboard to flip the letter around. He bit his tongue three times while trying to say Motnahp. Diana: ....And no one in the Justice League Dark could get rid of him? Clark: Why do you think they were building conspiracy boards in War Room 201? I think the closest they got was asking Captain Marvel to tell the kid to please stop interrupting meetings. Diana: I can't believe it. I go on a six-month mission in space, and you all get a ghost pest problem. Clark: Please stop leaving us for long periods. None of us knows how to function without supervision from a trusted adult. Diana: You're an adult Clark: No.

[ellabellabugz]

I need the fic

[herbatahleb]

when you just wanted to throw out the trash but you live in fucking gotham

[echowantstoleave]

Bus to Nowhere has me in a death grip.

[ellabellabugz]

I have spent so much time with writers block! But today at work bam! Inspiration hit, I’m very excited to start writing fics again

[stars-obsession-pit]

Danny loses a hand while in Gotham City. Luckily he can regrow it thanks to his powers, but it’s still annoying.

And to make things more stressful, he accidentally killed the weird clown guy that did it to him. It would presumably count as self defense, but still! He doesn’t want to deal with having killed a guy! So he runs off, accidentally leaving his hand behind in the process.

So now Jason, who witnessed that happen, wants to track him down to thank him. But he doesn’t have any idea who Danny is. His only real clue is the severed hand left behind

It’s kinda like Cinderella, really. Just a bit… bloodier.

[ellabellabugz]

Jason: I finally found you! Wait… didn’t you loose a hand?

Danny: Nope wasn’t me

[windwenn]

U ever start smth and ur like haha this is such a cute SKETCH and then it turns into a 10hr painting. Anyway heres astral plane viktor as ponyo's mother

[wishfulsketching]

Girl dad Silco is a source of endless entertainment for me

Extra doodles:

Someone save Sevika, she is in hell

[novelistwriter]

Phantom Sea Emperor

DP x DC Prompt

Danny had been bored as the Ghost King, having reigned for centuries with his friends and family, so he went to Clockwork to check on the timelines of some dimensions with the Time Ghost, again.

Instead, he found himself underwater and looking completely different than usual. This is something to cure his boredom, so he accepts that this is his temporary life until he either dies again or is brought back to the Infinite Realms manually.

Many years go by, and Danny hears the sound of something big falling into the oceanic planet he calls home. He goes to investigate and finds a massive spaceship that's had a crash landing. He searches the area for any survivors but finds none. The next day, he comes across three humans who had survived the crash. He spends time with them, but they die from smaller 'Leviathan's' as the Humans call them and him.

It was another 10 years until he would encounter more humans in another crashed spaceship. But these humans are colorful and are obviously heroes of some kind, and they have little Ghost Babies!

Meanwhile, the Batfam has found themselves stranded on an oceanic planet when they snuck aboard the 'Aurora' with no way to contact the Justice League for aid. They have found an old and damaged log about a 'Phantom Sea Emperor' from previous humans on a ship known as the 'Degasi' that crashed on the planet they are on.

The Batfam try their best to avoid any of the dangerous wildlife on the planet, but the 'Phantom Sea Emperor' had found them. They expected to be eaten or something, but instead, they were greeted telepathically by the Leviathan Class creature. Jason, Damian, and Cass are being treated as "babies" by the creature.

[rgbstasis-deactivated20251228]

[firelight au] nightmares

[ellabellabugz]

Timebomb my beloved!!

[batpham-kills]

Step 1: Get stuck in another dimension. Step 2: build a portal back to the Ghost Zone. Step 3: Leave.

Danny's got it down to a science at this point. It barely takes him a week to get back home. (Except for the time the dimension he landed in was in the stone age, but we don't talk about that.)

Step 1 was easy enough, if involuntary. Now, step 2 is where it's all going wrong.

This dimension's language isn't one he speaks. That's fine, maybe adds a day or two to the search for parts, but the main problem is the people dressed in Halloween costumes, speaking like they're from a Shakespearean play who always find him and wreck his portal.

And it's not like he can just move to a different city, this one's soaked in ectoplasm. He'd have to spend a pretty fair amount of time searching for another place as saturated as this one.

Meanwhile, the Bats are not having a good time. Some League or League-adjacent member speaking a barely intelligible form of the League dialect keeps attempting to build some sort of weapon in Gotham, and refuses all communication in English.

(AKA: Danny is stuck in another dimension where his English is their League dialect. He just wants to go home now, please.)

[somnoir]

Little star's favorite

It all started when Talia came to Gotham with a gift.

The gift in question was a twelve year old boy.

Bruce stared at the boy who was almost the exact replica of Damian if not for the blue eyes and longer hair. He looked utterly perplexed at the sight of Bruce, tilting his head before frowning at his mother with a visibly displeased look.

"Beloved, may I introduce you to Danyal, our Damian's twin brother. He was... Away... On a mission until recently." Talia hummed, a hand on Danyal's back.

"You... You didn't think to tell me about him when you told me about Damian?" Shutting his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose. He looked down at the boy who looked a little more like him than Talia and felt himself softening. "Hello Danyal."

"Hello."

Talia smiled, before her expression fell. "A little warning, beloved. The twins do not get along. Damian is quite the competitive child and Danyal... Well, he's the nicer one if I must say." She shrugged, running her fingers through her son's hair before pressing a kiss to his forehead. "Go on now, Najmi As-Sagheer (my little star)."

"Ummi... Must I join them? I am perfectly fine with remaining in the league." Danyal muttered, eye twitching but his expression was quickly schooled into neutrality.

"Yes, Danyal." She sighed, "I have no intention of letting father keep you."

Bruce raised a brow at her words.

"That is a conversation for another time, habibi." Talia lazily insisted, gently pushing Danyal towards Bruce.

Bruce, for all he's lived, immediately recognized a feral cat in the form a child. Yep. Another Damian. That was seemingly the nicer one.

But he was scruffy little thing who was being called little star by his mother. Bruce blinked, offering his hand to Danyal (like how a person would do by letting a cat sniff his hand to see if they were safe).

Danyal, more twitchy and annoyed than his brother, looked at the hand like it had personally offended him.

And that is how Batman brought home another child while holding him by the scruff.

(Danny hated everyone except for Alfred—both cat and butler)

Danyal was a much quieter person compared to Damian. Unlike his brother who had practically came into their lives guns blazing and declaring that he was the rightful heir to the bat, Danyal mainly ignored them. He would glare, snarl, and scowl, but not in the way Damian did. The kid was obviously threatened by them, but more for his own safety rather than inheritance.

He avoided them like the plague, only welcoming the company of Alfred and occasionally Cass.

He didn't join in on the vigilante business, opting to stay back with Oracle and just quietly direct them on their missions. It was strange in all honesty.

They didn't know much about Danyal, aside from the fact that his mother called him little star for his natural love of space. That he liked to tinker with gadgets and make his own weapons. That he really liked fudge.

Aside from that, the kid was quiet and was usually hiding out in his room.

Tim wasn't particularly thrilled to have another demon brat in the family. He avoided Danyal as much as possible expecting for the boy to be just like his brother and attack him.

But apparently not.

It's one of those unfortunate times that Tim's sleep deprivation and overload on energy drinks gets him benched by Alfred and not Bruce. No one particularly wanted to argue with their beloved butler/grandpa so Tim was stuck in place. It was a much quieter night than usual, almost peaceful (as much as Gotham can get).

Babs was relieved of her duties to have a night off, rest and relax and such, while Tim manned the bat computer in Oracle's place. He almost didn't notice the mop of black hair that suddenly appeared beside him.

Tim didn't want to admit it, but he flinched at Danyal's presence and how he was quietly standing there with a tray of coffee and cookies. Blue eyes blinked at him, silently pushing the tray forward to offer Tim the lone cup (most likely for him) and the plate of cookies.

Suspicious, Tim narrowed his eyes. "Alfred wouldn't make me coffee after benching me for this kind of thing."

Danyal shrugged, "Made it myself. Thought you'd need it since the others will be gone for a while."

"That's poisoned."

"It's not." Danyal frowned, immediately taking the cup and taking a couple sips himself before once again offering it to Tim.

Now, Tim wasn't stupid enough to ignore the possibility of Danyal having some tolerance to poison. But Tim was also tolerant to a lot of poisons so might as well.

When taking one sip, he was already feeling weird. One, there was no poison. Two, it was actually pretty good.

Danyal just sat there and stared at the screen, munching on cookies and pointing at the screen whenever Robin started to stray from the patrol route. Tim had a lot of fun reportingtattling to Bruce about it.

Eventually, it became a routine.

Danyal always sat beside Tim. Quiet and just offering random stuff, either food, some little gadget he made, or just the most bizarre stuff he found while at school.

Tim learned many things about his weird little brother. How cameras go crazy around him. How he had his reasons for not being touched. How Danyal was more silent than Cass. How Danyal vanished and reappeared at times.

(The glowing green eyes were the most concerning.)

He never really took notice of how Danyal started to gravitate to him. Always with him, barely without.

(Tim refused to admit that he was just the same.)

"Can I go on patrol with you?" Danyal asked, tugging at his Red Robin suit with a curious look. "I wanna meet Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn."

And Tim didn't really see much of a problem with that. Danyal was a highly trained assassin that Ra's apparently trusted to go on a solo mission while Damian had to be whisked away from the league. It wasn't too absurd for Tim to just shrug and let his kid brother tag along.

He was also very sure that his baby brother was an eldritch being with how the shadows seemed to rise around him. Yeah, the baby was a cryptid amongst a family of supposed cryptids. Very fitting.

It's a nice night. With Danny running amok with Tim, clearly having fun. But that one looks of sadness didn't escape Tim when Danny paused and looked to the sky with longing.

Tim remembers how Danny rambled about the stars in their shared moments, where it's just them.

Tim remembers how Danny would describe the sky in Nanda Parbar and how he often snuck out just to see it.

Tim remembers how much his little brother likes space and turns to the cloudy sky of Gotham that hides the stars.

Tim remembers how he was often depraved of the brotherly love he wanted. How he didn't get the full experience of having an older brother.

"You okay, little star?"

Danyal snapped his head towards Tim, eyes blown wide and flashing green (he knows that wasn't normal but he ignores that in favor to the way Danyal visibly softens at the nickname).

"'m okay, akhi." Danyal muttered, following after Tim after adjusting his own hood.

And it's like his heart stops.

Yep.

Tim has had Danyal for barely a year and he was willing to throw hands with Ra's, Talia, and Bruce for him.

"C'mon, qalbi(my heart). Batburger's still open."

He barely noticed the shift after that. But others think it's a glaring change that often made them stop and stare.

Danyal went to Tim whenever he needed anything.

If Danyal wasn't in bed, you'd find him snuggled up to Tim.

Danyal hated it when people touched him... Except for Tim.

Danyal liked Tim the most.

The day Dick thought it was a good idea to call Danyal 'Danny' (a nickname that was only used by Tim and Alfred), he almost got stabbed. Well, that's where all the stabbiness went to.

Safe to say, Tim was Danny's favorite.

And Danny was Tim's.

"Drake! What have you done to my brother?!" Damian pointed a katana at Tim, who lazily glanced his way before turning back to Danny who was comfortably snuggled up to him and watching Blue while Tim scrolled on Tiktok.

"I haven't done anything to Danny, demon brat. Now shoo!" Tim's irritation could be heard from a mile away, shamelessly shooing Damian away with a flick of his wrist. Then the next second, he was combing his fingers through Danny's hair and listening to his younger brother make a purring noise.

(Another point of investigation because that is not fucking normal, Tim. Cute though!)

"I refuse to believe that Danyal would prefer you over me!"

"You're just salty that he stabs you like you stab me." Tim waved him off again, watching as Danny yawned and continued to ignore everyone else.

The click of a camera immediately alerts him and he's tugging Danny down before the much younger boy lunges at Dick.

"Woah! What's up with him?" Dick nervously asked, instinctively raising his phone above his head.

"Delete that!" Tim snarled, pulling Danny closer and guiding his brothers face to his shoulder. "You know he hates it when people take pictures without consent!"

(Tim doesn't tell them that something goes every wrong with the footage if Danny was ever in the picture.)

"Dick." Tim warned, effortlessly picking up Danny, because yes, his seemingly cryptid baby brother could become weightless, and snatched Dick's phone. Yep. Instead of Danny, there was a very strange figure, a glitching silhouette of black and green. He deletes it immediately.

Dick was pouring, "I don't have any pics of Danny—"

"Don't call me that, Richard." Danny scowled, clinging to Tim like a koala. He was strangely more child-like than Damian, muttering about annoying people who interrupted bonding time. (Dick was just forced to pout.)

"Danyal." Damian crossed his arms, scowling at Danny who was still comfortably cuddled up to Tim. "It is not appropriate to cling to Drake in such a way! You will embarrass our mother and father if you are seen acting like a petulant child!"

Tim wanted to argue that no, he wouldn't embarrass Talia and Bruce by being a kid, but Danny just grabbed a cookie from nowhere (note to self, add possible teleportation powers to cryptid baby) and shoved it into his mouth.

Danny just yawned, fixing Damian with a lazy glare.

"Tuhali, can you shut up?"

Damian stood stock still, while Jason and Bruce choked on their own spit. Jason slapping a hand over his mouth and Bruce just staring at his twins like the apocalypse was about to return.

"What did you just call me?"

Danny yawne again, "My spleen."

Tim knew what Tuhali meant. Of course he fucking knew Arabic! But to think that his cryptid baby brother was straight up calling Damian his spleen?

The spleen that Tim doesn't have.

The spleen that's important to the immune system but you can survive without it?

Tim grinned, grabbing his cryptid baby and made a run for it.

Yep.

Danny was definitely his favorite.

Credits to: @strangergraphics for the dividers used.