ChaosBrain

This is what happens when a brain gets too much alone time and not enough bleach to keep clean.

[alien-slushie]

Jon, clearing his throat: So, dogs.

Damian, raising his eyebrow, unimpressed: What about them?

Jon: Well, you know a lot about them so...

Damian: Spit it out, dancing around the subject, as you are, is unbecoming!

Jon: Th-Theres a guy I really really like and he loves dogs, and is even looking into adopting one or getting one from a good breeder, and I offered to help him because I just wanted an excuse to talk to him! But I don't know anything about dogs! I mean, there's Krypto but does he even really count as a dog? I guess also Titus and Ace but I'm only around them when I'm with you, and all I ever do I pet them!

Damian: You can not be serious.

Jon: This dog thing is really important Damian! Apprentantly he couldn't have any pets when he lived with his parents, but there was this wild dog that he would play with sometimes. He, like, really loves dogs, he gets so excited when he so much as catches a glimpse of them! His eyes get all soft and his smile is so-so bright! And he is, like, obsessed with Krypto whenever Krypto is around, its so cute!

Damian, less judgemental: You are serious.

Jon: I just want his experience with his first dog to be perfect, yaknow? Sorry, I know I'm being unreasonable.

Damian: What is he looking for?

Jon: Huh?

Damian: This guy, what is he looking for with a dog? Does he have a specific breed in mind? Any allergies? What is his house like? Does he have a yard or live in an appartment? Does he live near a park or forest if he doesn't have a yard? Does he have any physical limitations? How much time can he alot to grooming? If we're going to help him, we need to know this information so we can help him properly.

Jon, tearfully: Damian! You're the bestest friend ever!*hugs him*

Damian, embarrassed: Unhand me!

Bonus

*6 weeks later*

Jon, postmission: Agh what are we going to do with this beast? Danny is going to be here in 5 minutes! He can't see this thing! He'll freak out!

Damian, pouting: If father would just see reason and let me keep him, we wouldn't be in this situation.

Jon: What even is it? It looks kinda dogish? Maybe it already has an owner?

Beast in question: *towering golden colored animal with a wrinkled dog like snout, massive dog like paws, scales going up its limbs, long, slightly curled fangs, a curly lion-like mane, and a long curly furred tail*

Jon: I don't see a collar, do you?

Damian: No. Perhaps-

Beast: *perks up*

Danny: Hey, sorry I'm a bit early, astronomy club let out early because Michael was stupid and did a back flip off the- *stops as he makes eye contact with the "beast"*

Jon: Uhhh Danny, listen this this is-is uh-

Damian: A statue. I had it commissioned and it just arrived-

Danny: How in all the afterlives did you find a Fu Dog puppy in America!*eyes glittering in awe*

Damian: Fu Dog?

Jon: Puppy?!

Danny: Hi baby! Oh you're just the cutest thing aren't you?

Fu Puppy: *wags and shoves his nose in Danny's hand, having decided Danny wasn't an evil spirit*

Danny: So how did you find him? Fu Dog breeders are suuuper touchy about where they send their puppies, they're almost unseen outside of China! *happy petting the massive puppy, ignorant to the bewildered looks he was getting*

Jon: Oh uh we jus-

Damian: Jon told me you were in search of a dog. My father has a friend that pulled some strings. He was supposed to be a surprise, but due to some miscommunication the puppy was delivered early.

Danny, eyes soft: Really? Jon thats the nicest thing anyone's ever done for me.

Jon, blushing: Oh uh it was-it was nothing!

Danny: Oh but this must have cost a fortune! How much do I owe you?

Damian: No need, my father happily payed, it barely made a dent. You can repay us by taking good care of him.

Danny: If you're sure. *laughs as the puppy licks him*

Jon: So, uh, not to be a party pooper but how is he going to fit in your house?

Danny, laughing: Uh, spirit shifting silly! All mythical dogs are able to do it, its how they blend in with their owners when they're masquerading as human or living. Its taught to all puppies as soon as they're old enough to be taught, since its so important to our part of the worlds secrecy. Watch, *clicks his tongue to grab the puppy's attention* P̸͚̦͌͆u̴̘̠̞̒͌p̸̡͖͛̈́͊͜p̸̠͉̠̒͘͘ÿ̵̫͚͓́̾͝,̴͕̼͖̓͌ m̸̺͕̘͋͠͝á̵̻͙͐́s̸̙͇̫̓́̚k̸̟̝͛̕͝.̴͓̠͉̐͌

Fu Puppy: *starts shimmering gold, and shinks down. the light dissipates revealing a tiny apricot colored Shar-Pei puppy*

Danny: See? *happily picks up his new puppy* Its fine!

Damian: *staring thoughtfully*

Jon: *staring in lovestruck awe*

[maladaptiveficstar]

The blessings Batman will give Danny once he realizes that this means that he has a reliable secondary home/foster to send mythical creatures to instead of letting Damian keep them.

Especially the fact that Danny has no problem making sure to update Damian about placements and life updates.

~Ghostly Home for Mythics & Monsters~

DedBoi: Those wyvrn pips have been adopted by a barn breeder. They've been adopted to an older mare who just lost a clutch to poor weather.

aSASSin: that is amenable.

DedBoi: New mama is named Crest Blazer. They've been calling the pips Jet Turbo and Rebel until they are big enough to start getting their colors.

DedBoi: <pic of a large orange wyvrn curled around two tiny black babies while a third white baby crawls on its head>

SunnyBoi: Awww so cute! ❤️

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OGded: What do you call this? Also what do I do with it?<pic of a main coon cat with wings>

DedBoi: Sir Floofingtons the third.

aSASSin: A Tressym.

OGded: Tressym, cool. So the sanctuary people are here to deal with the rest of the trafficked animals and I just need to know if this Tressym's going with them or not.

DedBoi: he's just a flying cat he can stay in this realm if you find him a proper owner. More like let him find his person. Tressyms can be quite particular about who they bond with.

OGded: 👍

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acroBAT: Plz snd HLP!!!

acroBAT: <pic of a giant fuzzy spider in a dog cage>

acroBAT: ths nt wht I xptd whn brkn up th dg rng!

DedBoi: OMW

aSASSin: is typing...

Bat: No

DedBoi: Don't worry Dami, I have several potential parents for her. It's gonna be a full on battle between Sam, Undergrowth and Fright Knight alone.

aSASSin: acceptable

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SoulWhore: Ya got any place for six hellhound bites?

aSASSin: yes

Bat: No.

SoulWhore: lookin like four boys an two gals. About... puppy sized... still milk age?

Bat: @DedBoi

SoulWhore: <pic of whispy shadow puppies with their eyes barely open>

Bat: @DedBoi

DedCopy: mine Mine MIne MINe MINE!

DedBoi: ... OH... Ellie and I are on our way.

SoulWhore: It'd be easier for me to come to you.

DedBoi: Yeah, which is why we are on our way to @aSASSin

Bat: is typing...

DedBoi: they're gonna need around the clock care for the next few weeks before we can wean them.

Bat: is trying...

DedBoi: plus the cave is best for them until their shadowy existence solidifies. Too much light this small will hurt them.

Bat: John, you may deliver the litter to the Batcave at your earliest convenience.

SoulWhore: right mate.

SunnyBoi: yay! Puppy care party!

aSASSin: are we sure it is wise to allow Jon to assist in the care of beings weak to sunlight?

DedBoi: aww, don't be mean Dami, he's the only sunshine they'll get until they're much older.

SunnyBoi: yeah, don't be mean Dami!

[maladaptiveficstar]

GothTok 1

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Portals have been popping up all over the DCU for the past 3 days. So far nothing has come through, just glimpses of alternate realities seen beyond the shimmering circles. Anyone or thing that has attempted to come through has been quickly turned around back through where they belong.

Until the final round of portals where portals were flashing into and out of existence faster than anyone could react. Not much made it through and most was contained and dealt with by the JL. Many confused civilians having to start over in a new universe after being trapped in the DCU. A few stranded military or heros waiting to be sent back or integrate with the JL and a total of 3 villains/monsters who are in holding for full profiles before return attempts.

In a dark alley in the depth of Gotham two de-aged displaced boys trauma bond after being dumped through a portal. What are two under supervised hyper intelligent kids to do in the same dark city? Bring a little bit of chaos and joy, that's what.

After building multiple unworldy creations for themselves and the rest of Park Row they decide to build a Gotham based social media cite. It starts out as a warning system for roug attacks. Then they add in picture and video upload capabilities... memes and chaos ensues.

Next thing they know they both share a GothTok account, SpiderBoo where they share videos from patrols or random hijinks.

Their most viral video is them both being gremlins in Gotham while singing:

Phantom&Spiderman on the top of WE: Name a more iconic dueo than A GHOST AND A SPIDER

Phantom inside and empty Arkham cell: A Ghost

Spiderman, sticking to the side of the clock tower: and A Spider.

Phantom, hovering within the cloud lit up by the bat signal: A Ghost

Spiderman, upside down under a brooding Bat: and A Spider

Both swinging/flying between Gotham skyscrapers: A GHOST and A SPIDER!

~-~-~

It's all fun and games. Spiderman has a series where he shows off his flips and acrobatics for fun. Phantom has his space hour series where he talks everything space, stars and aero space engineering.

They build mind boggling contraptions on the cheap for Crime alley locals. Like space heaters and water purifiers. They literally light up the streets with independent generators powered by ecto. They build busy bots that help clear debris after attacks and gang wars, and floating blob bots that help filter the air.

They patrol the day shift with Signal, and sometimes hang out with Red Hood. The only vigilantes they accept and don't avoid. They take turns pranking and teasing Robin both on patrol and online with their GothTok.

Then one day Spidey does a flipp that's just a little too familiar. The BatClan all double down on catching what can only be a baby Grayson and his maybe brother.

[maladaptiveficstar]

Phantom Comm Log

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Phantom: Active

Phantasm: Active

EE: Offline

~~~

Ellie: I've got one of em Gotham guys on my tail here, is this one of the guys I can trust or?...

Danny: Depends, are they an animal or car part?

Ellie:... They look human to me, maybe a Lil liminal but no Skulker or Wulf thing going on.

Danny: No, their NAME. If the name sounds like it could be heard in a mechanic shop they're a vigilante from the low income areas of Gotham. Animal names are fruitloops.

Ellie: Wait wait wait! The poor district of the city get vigilantes named after car parts? Like what?

Danny: Yeah, you know, Red hood, Spoiler, Signal. All based, or known to patrol Crime Alley and the surrounding area.

Ellie: Hood, Spoiler, Signal... What's next!? The Muffler? Some mute person who goes all vigilante with a tire iron?

Cass, listening from a roof over: .... Hmmm *Nods *

~~~

Phantom: Active

Phantasm: Active

Phantom Menace: Inactive

EE: Offline

Ellie: Uh BTW is Nightwing a bird name?

Dante: It's a Kryptonian name of legend. The name of a being in a classical story of tragedy. It's a creation, slash, god tale so you know, take any and all interpretation with a grain of salt why?

Ellie: Cool story bro, but I meant as in do I trust this dude that just leapt off the building after me or not!?

Danny: only if he's wearing red. Red's his backup suit for when he's ousted by Batatron Prime. Blue means he's an info leak back to the fruitloop HQ.

Dante: But I thought Redwing was mad wing? Like scary borderline sadistic vigilante mode.

Danny:Oh yeah... Sure is... but better angry bird than fake happy birb. Trust me, it's better for us if he's angry, it means he isn't listening to the JL and trying to capture us for the GIW.

Ellie: So if he's blue and offering me candy and puppies and a family and a safe place to stay?... Oh wait I hear it now.

Danny: if he ACTUALLY has candy you better get in that bat-van! It'd be worth it to break out with all the bat suckers you could eat. Plus great street cred if you get free from a batduction.

...

Dante: It's been a while there... You good or did you need help out?

Ellie: I don't know guys, he seems so sweet. He's been all 'we'll keep you safe' and 'no ones gonna get to you in Gotham.' Plus the suckers are REALLY good... I think I'd feel bad if I escaped and made him all sad.

Danny: That's how they get you! It's like a cult! They send out the sweet ones to love bomb you and reel ya in then BAM! You're trapped in the fancy ass mansion of the fruitloopiest bat to ever brood while they claim to be 'helping'.

Dante: Don't drink the coolaid. Or do... I've lost the plot... are we pro cult or con cult? Cause personally I love summonings and getting to scare them all shitless.

Danny: Ooh or like when it's a dumb teen thing and you get summoned to like a frat house as a prank. Those are fun

Ellie: I like whenever the soul whore summons me by mistake, it's so funny to see the light in his eyes cloud over with dread!

Danny: point is... the Bats are with the JL..

Dante: and the League works with the government...

Ellie: Which has declared us all unliving and therefore outside the meta protection acts. I know... He looks super upset tho...

[maladaptiveficstar]

Soul Cleanse

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The room glowed with the eerie light coming off of the runes carved into the bottom of the league's empty lazarus pit.

Ra's al Ghul stands on the edge arms crossed and barely containing his rage at the situation. All of his pits had dried up and disappeared. Slowly at first, pit levels had lowered slowly over the span of a few months. Their colour and scent had also changed incrementally becoming a softer green and smelling more light than usual. Then suddenly over the last week the pits had suddenly drained themselves rapidly. No one was sure what had caused the change or the drain but Ra's had lived long enough to know who to call upon for answers.

The king of the infinite, the being who had seen the pits and their usefulness for humanity and left them in his care all those years ago. The summoning had taken weeks to set up and hours to extract enough residual lazarus waters to activate.

Finally here they were chanting and sacrifices had been done with no reaction until the stores of lazarus had been dumped into the circle. The runes had been glowing a bright green for the past five minutes with very little to show for it.

Then suddenly the light went out, as well as all other lights in the cavern. A wind wound through the space with whispering wails of the slain and soldiers that had ever died to the pit over the years. The temperature plummeted and the air filled with clouded breaths of all that occupied the space. Frost climbed the edges of the pit in fractals of runic shapes. In the center of the circle shadows collected and built into a massive amorphous form and two large glowing green eyes opened in the center of it.

Suddenly the pitch darkness expanded past the circle, past the pit and filled the room taking even the bare dregs of light that had existed before. And in the darkness Ra's could feel a presence move around the room, but no sounds came to signify what was happening, no sounds of fighting or screaming, just a single presence flowing like water from one end of the cave to another until it dissappeard.

The lights flickered back on and the room was empty for all but himself and the inactive summoning circle.

Ra's growled at the indignation. "Take as many souls as you wish King Pariah, however you cannot avoid the inevitable. With the pits gone your claim to this realm will grow weak and there will be no easy way to march your dead army into the world like you intended." The man sneered at the unliving king who was trying with him.

From behind him a voice whispered "We've been trying to reach you about your soul's extended warranty..."

"IT HAS BEEN REVOKED!"

[nerdpoe]

"In other news, the newly discovered Infinite Realms, an alien dimension that sits right next to our own, has announced that they do not believe in America."

"...What?" Flash asks, protein bar halfway to his mouth. He's in the cafeteria of the Watchtower, and he's not the only one with his eyes pinned to the TV.

"I'm not sure I understand, Linda, can you clarify what they mean by that?" The male reporter asks, smile strained.

"Certainly, Todd. The Infinite Realms has stated that they do not believe that the United States of America is a real country, and as such, will not seek to make any deals or treaties with them."

Wonder Woman raises an eyebrow, leaning back in her seat.

"Then...then what do they think America is?" Todd asks from the TV, sounding a little desperate.

"Apparently, they view America as 'a collection of toddlers that bathe in money pretending like they own the world'."

Green Arrow starts laughing so hard he dry heaves.

[maladaptiveficstar]

The Justice league get in contact with Danny and try to get this sorted out...

~~~

As a final push they start abducting anyone who wanders too close to laylines and thin veils where natural portals to the realms tend to appear.

They release a list of the 53 abducted 'beings of unknown/unmarked graves' aka BUGs and state that unlike some places they do not see the point of cutting apart their rescued BUGs

Too bad that the USA doesn't exist or believe in realms beings being sentient because all these poor wandering souls may now have to live on in the infinite realms.They have already formed a facility to house all these BUGs that keep wandering in because who knows what sort of diseases and corruption they could cause the native beings in the realms.

(The facility is just a 5 star resort they can't leave... think Hotel California) lol the batfam winding up caught and having a true vacation out of it would be hilarious.

~~~

Tim, enjoying pool side flying lessons with Bernard while Kon learns kryptonian from his ghost relatives in the jacuzzi.

Jason falls from a portal ripped into the sky just above the pool and the on site guide/life guard blows their whistle.

"We gotta another live one!"

They throw a pool floating and ready to jump in if there are any signs of distress only for Jason to come flying out the side of the pool hacking and shaking off some serious PIT flashbacks.

The air itself is still in wait to greet this soul once again. Then Jason calms and looks around to see his brother floating near by.

"What? Tim? We've been looking for you for days!.. Where are we actually?... and why-how are you floating?"

The life guard comes over to do his spiel. "Welcome to Hotel California! Such a lovely place." The wind sings " Such a lovely face". The song in instrumental continues to play softly in the background. The ghost hands Jason a small booklet and stamps his forehead with something then clicks a band around his wrist. The band reads BUG #:51

"That'll get you all the provisions you could ever dream of needing while you're here. The stamp will fade soon it's warding off ecto contamination as well as any rowdy ghost that wants to start something. The rest is in the booklet, read at your leisure, enjoy your stay." They explain

Jason reads the cover of the booklet, "'Handbook for the Recently Ungraved'... Could used that a few years ago... oh God am I dead... AGAIN?!"

"Ah... frequent flyer are we? I thought I could smell contaminated ecto on you. Don't worry the yeti will have that all sorted out before you head on home. Our medical masseuse, Eastwind, will work the corruption right outta your core." The life guard rattles on about this yeti ghost in a lovefilled haze while Jason stares at his little brother, floating nearby.

"Oh god, Tim, you... What happened to no more dead Robin's." He nearly whimpers

"Shit ah no, Jay! We're not dead, read the full booklet! It's like jail-" Tim hurriedly floats over to reassure his big brother.

"Jail! We're in GHOST JAIL?"

"No! It's LIKE jail. We're in HOLDING, not prison. You know, limbo... Kinda literally actually... ANYWAYS! Point is we're just here until the US gets its act together and gives the realms rights and then we will be publicly released and monitored to ensure the government doesn't go back on their word." Tim summarizes.

"Monitored? I mean I get not trusting the government but why monitor US?!" Jason asks annoyed.

"Because if we made it here we were ecto contaminated enough to be considered liminal. Plus staying here, even with the stamps will give us a bit more ecto contamination. Not enough to get the cool powers, but enough to register as non human according to the anti ecto acts. All that plus the time difference... Might as well relax and enjoy the VAY-KAY!" Tim announces and cheers hus coconut drink towards his boyfriends.

"Time difference?" Jason asks

"Well Bern got here first with his quest to find the missing people in Salem, Kon and I went after him within 24hrs but he'd already been here for over a week by the time we fell through. I've been here about a month. Got all my open cases closed, caught up on sleep, started a bunch of projects for R&D, got WE legal and PR responses out for everything. Didn't you find it weird that my work was still coming in past my last message?"

"What? No, Timmy we haven't heard from you in days!" Jay groans

"Told you you had to use the BooBox babe!" Bernard laughs as he dives mid flight into the pool.

"Ughhh! What a dumb drop box name...I'll upload it all tomorrow! Point is, we got all the time to relax and catch up and since we cant leave without throwing off a brilliant tactic of spite and power, Might as well enjoy! " Tim cheers and jumps in after his blond.

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Danny Realms Ambassador

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After escaping a GIW facility the royal council decides that there has to be some active steps made to bring down the laws calling for the genocide of ghosts and other ecto beings.

As a part of this Danny in human form becomes an ambassador to the Realms and starts peace negotiations through the JL. There is a large Gala to celebrate the start of peace talks. Meaning that after years the Anti ecto acts have been revoked and the GIW disbanded.

By now Danny is in his early twenties and actively working towards an aerospace engineering degree. He's on all top programs short list.

Hes also taken on more ghostly attributes since his coronation, giving his human form an ethereal sort of appeal. Same with the other ambassadors ( Sam, Tucker and Jazz). Though they are still mostly human so a little less inhuman traits. Though jazz is Amazon sized and they all have glowing eyes and abilities.

Point is this is the first public appearance of all of the realm ambassadors and many are trying to gain favor, including flirting and attempting to bribe.

The Bats are part of the team undercover as civvies with comms trying to watch what sort of parts may be made. What dangers may be coming if the wrong people make it into the realms good graces.

What they get is a new appreciation for Danny and his bold and cutting remarks.

Lex, approaching: Hello

Danny: Make like your hairline and take a step back... Yeah ALL the way back.

Kon: That's wife material there.

Ras Al Ghul trying to get approval from Danny and other ambassadors for access to the realms.

Danny: You know I died... at least once... and that experience was still preferable to this conversation.

Damian:... I am sadly too young yet to woo this god... Richard I have a task for you.

Dick: Dames I'm a bit busy trying to land a ring on the red headed goddess that just told Vandal Savage, and I quote, ' Your lack of lasting human connection has left you bitter and jaded'.

Damian: Timothy, if you can obtain this proper paramore it might redeem the rest of your poor qualities.

Kon: sorry little guy, we've lost Tim to a braingasm with the tech pharaoh. What was his name? Tucker maybe?

Oliver: Hey, how are you doing?

Danny: You seem nice, but being liminal doesn't mean I want to join your cult.

Oliver: I'm not in a cult

Danny: Your goatee and aura says otherwise.

Oliver, wandering off to find his emotional support girlfriend: Am I... Is the JL a cult? Does the goatee make me look old?

Duke: Dammm! Fae boy is shooting down EVERYONE. Any luck getting close B?

Oracle: NOPE! Every time Brucie gets too close Danny gets this pained look on his face and walks off.

Jason: I can see the light go out from his eyes at B's proximity, it's GLORIOUS!

Oracle: Upside, B is getting along with Sam Manson. Turns out B saved her from a few awful galas when she was younger and she likes WE's environmental conservation efforts. Oh and looks like Danny's on the move, he's headed to the balcony.

Jason: Roy and I are gonna go check on him.

Tim: try talking about something to do with stars. Tucker says he' obsessed with them.

Jason: Are you a shooting star?

Danny: What?...

Jason: Cause you just made my night.

Danny: Pfft

Roy, muffled cause the didn't turn his comm on: Are you wearing space pants?

Danny: What? Um sorta, it's just the zodiac constellations down my-

Roy: cause your ass is outta this world!

Danny & Jason: ... It's a good thing you're/he's cute... pft haha

~ 45 min later~

Oracle: Does anyone have eyes on Danny, Jay or Roy? The GIW rouge team are storming the building and they are the only ones unaccounted for!

Dick, on a private channel: I may have caught them contaminating a cleaning room, but I don't think I'm brave enough to nock on that door.

Oracle: Dick They have a ghost captive and claim that the ambassadors are possessed by evil spirits. They need to get out here now!

Dick: Aw man, but my innocence!

Oracle: RICHARD LLOYD GRAYSON

Dick: FINE. Still not my middle name BTW. This is gonna suck... so many glowing eyes...

~one GIW battle and take down later~

Sam, taking her hair out in the hotel room: so I saw you snuck off with walking ghostnip and his friend. How did that go?

Danny, Mid shower to get anti ecto spray off: I tasted that revenant's soul and it was as delicious as he smells.

Tucker, getting the first aid supplies ready for Danny after having treated Ellie: Is that a euphemism or is he being literal?

Sam: Who knows. But also does it matter?

Tucker: Wait am I the only single Ambassador that isn't getting laid tonight?

Sam: Let Jazz have her fun, we all know she's gonna eat that poor playboy alive.

Tucker: once again literally? Or...?

Sam: Do you really want to know Tuck? She's like team mom...

Tucker: No, you right. I don't want to know.

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Nightmare Bro

Dick: Tell me something only Jason would know!

Jayson1: Sometimes, when Tim falls asleep at the Batcomputer I'll read to him!

Jason2: Like HELL I'd ever do that! That's downright domestic!

(Everyone sus of Jay 1)

Jason1: Not really... I read from a big book on spiders, then giggle when I see the nightmares kick in.

Dick (attacks Jay 2)

Tim, attacking Jay 1: You ASSHOLE! I KNEW those dreams were weird!

Damien taking notes.

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Camp Halfa

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It started with a late night ghost fight followed by a pre-dawn bus ride.

We'll technically it started with a Birthday gift. It came late as his parents always were with anything not ghost related. An admittance fourm for space camp and a bright orange NASA hoodie.

Fast forward a few months and an exhausted Danny was on a red-eye to New York. He was also still healing a few burns from Skullker's newest weapon.

So can anyone really blame him for sleepily following the first teen he heard mention Apollo wearing the same bright orange as him? Who else would be talking about a spacecraft while wearing such a garish colour if not a fellow camper.

He has a few fuzzy memories about the other teens asking if this is his first year at camp and worrying about how tired he was. How oddly understanding they had been when he 'joked' about a late night fight taking the life outta him. Something about a weird tree and sinking through a not green ghost shield like jello.

Next thing he knows he's awkwardly staring down a centaur in the most aggressive camp circle he's ever seen.

"Well this isn't space camp..." Danny muttered.

"How did you get through the barrier? What are your intentions?" The half horse demanded.

"It's always "Who are you?", "What are you doing here?" And the screaming and the weapons..." Danny whined with a sigh, "Can't it ever be, "Hey there fellow non human, you look like you could use a nap and some food"... No one believes in wholesome hospitality anymore..." the teen trails off.

"Apologies for the weariness, we have never had our barrier respond like that before. Usually you either ARE a halfblood or you AREN'T."

"Oh well I'm definitely half something." Danny snorted. "I don't suppose we can chalk this all up to a 'whoopsy daisies' and let me meander my way to space camp..." Danny bargained while backing up to the weird not ghost shield. He pouted once he hit a solid force instead of the jelly surface he had just gone through.

"Sadly once you are though the barrier, the only way out is to be given a quest or return home at the end of summer." The centaur explained.

"Oh, that's fine! I'm on a quest! A quest to get to space camp!" Danny declared and tried once more to sink through the barrier, even going so far as to try his intangibility. However he only managed to warp the barrier about a foot before he was flung back a few meters. There was a green sticky note on his forehead when he sat up.

There will always be time for space camp. Have fun with your new relatives SON. :)

~CW / Kronos

"Yeah... that smile is a threat." Danny Mumbled as he looked up to the field full of whatever half bloods were. Some were obvious, like the half goats and the half horse, the leafy people were probably half plant. He couldn’t be sure about all of the human looking people though.

He watched as all of them lowered their weapons and seemed to pale, even the previously unamused man with a diet cola can. They were all staring at him like he'd just kicked a box of kittens into a well. Some kept glancing from him to just above him and back in awe.

Hesitantly Danny looked up to see a neon green hourglass glowing above his head. An hourglass filled with grain and embossed with a scythe.

"He's been claimed by Kronos!" Someone exclaimed.

"How is that possible?" Another muttered and suddenly the shocked silence was broken and the crowd was all talking over one another with questions and denials.

Danny glared from the note to the glowing hourglass. "YOU OWE ME! If your sticking me with your messed up family for the summer, this had better be the BEST space camp of my life!" Danny yelled to the sky.

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Scent Deprived

Dimension Travel idea prompt

I've seen tons of fics and prompts about characters getting dropped into the Omegaverse. But what about the opposite? Someone from the Omegaverse transmigrated into a non omegaverse world.

They would have not only cultural shock, but also some extreme sensory deprivation issues. There would be less socially acceptable PDA, less shared space. Less scents and more textures that are more about practicality than comfort. I imagine there are a lot more sensory friendly lighting and common space textures in the Omegaverse. Like bus seats are softer texture rather than the scratchy stuff we are used to. And park benches have thin silicone coating like on sensory swings to give better texture and temperature. Public spaces would have warm toned lights and working spaces cool, and they would all have like dimming sensors for eye strain. A non didtopian Omegaverse world would have a softer environment built for designation diverse needs. Being dropped in a world without any of that would be grating and horrible. Especially if it's a young character that doesn't understand what's going on and just thinks that they are being rejected by the people who have promised to help them.

<ex>

Traumatized baby Danny from an Omegaverse world, desperately snuggling up with Dick and getting more upset by the minute. Finally he gives up and flees to cry in his hidy hole in the library.

Dick, sadly: Awww, there goes mu cuddles.

Jason: I know yall say he ain't got the tism, but shit like that just don't make no sense.

Tim, chronicly online Drake: Oh.... Oh shit...

Dick: what? That was you epiphany face.

Jason: Knowing Tim that could mean anything tho.

Tim, ten seconds into reading the minimal profiles they have on Danny: Get in losers we're going shopping.

Enter le fancy fragrance shop.

Tim: okay pick a scent you could live in and get one spray and a bunch of roll-on.

Jason: Are you trying to say we stink?

Dick: I'm surprised you didn't just order us new deodorant. Actually having us pick out a product instead of stalker tendencies, I'm proud of you!

Tim: it's for Danny. He comes from a pheromone based society. He's stressed because we don't have a scent he can recognize and find comfort in.

Jason: what in the Omegaverse is this?

Tim: EXACTLY, though I'm surprised you know what that is.

Jason: What were YOU doing in the devil's sacrament?

Tim: No stones in my glass house.

Dick: What?.. What is Omega- did you both just agree to drop a subject?! What just happened?!

Tim &Jason: Bidnas...

Jason: Anyways, you heard the Lil bird, babyBoo needs us to get stinky and swap stink to make his brain do the good burr.

<later back in the manor>

Damian: it is a ridiculous need and we should ween him out of it if he is to survive and live in this world going forward!

Bruce: Damian he cannot help that his biology and needs are different from ours. It is the same thing as your eating habits, it is something that helps you and doesn't hurt us or anyone so there is no reason to deny it. You don't have to participate, just as I do not have to eat the same things you do.

Dick: I don't know Lil D, we've just discovered something that might change your mind.

Damian : as if there would be something worth the effort of douesing myself in perfumes on the regular.

Jason, trying not to laugh: did you know that our newest, babyest bro can purr?

Tim: But only when he's absolutely comfortable, and the most relaxed... Say, for example, when he's being cuddled and sharing scents with one of his big brothers.

Damian interest perked: really? How did we not know he was capable of doing so when we took his physical?

Bruce: He purrs from his core, not his chest cavity like in felines, there was no physical proof until now.

Dick, pulling up a video of baby Danny purring cuddled on his chest: isn't he just the cutest?

Damian: Well if it is best for Daniel's growth than maybe it be best that the whole household partake in this scent endeavor.

Jason: I knew that'd get em.

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It SAID NASA!

DPXDC DeadSea Ep1

The summer before the portal incident, the Fenton parents decided to be responsible for one final time. They realized that their final push on completing their portal would likely be all consuming, and with the school year nearly over, they go through the process of getting their children signed up for camp. Getting their kids out from under foot while also providing them a safe, monitored environment for them to enjoy during the break.

They even found advanced educational summer programs that their kids would enjoy to make things easier. Jazzy was booked into a behavioral studies summer program that would delve into various developmental studies. It was hosted in Metropolis but also moved to Star City and Gotham during different subject focuses. Danny would be going to a very exclusive space camp, one set up by Nasa and Wayne Enterprise. Both had taken a lengthy application process, most of which was done in the lab. Meaning it was not surprising that the leaflets were damaged and nearly illegible when the kids got them.

So the Monday after school let's out Danny and Jazz pack up and head out.

Now here Danny was, two busses later sitting at a... dock? There is a group of six other teens under a banner he could recognize from the leaflet he had. Only Atlantis Expedition, had a different connotation while attached to a boat and waves instead of the blotchy dark smudge on Danny's pamphlet.

A few minutes of confusion and a kind tween later Danny had a not destroyed pamphlet to read. Turns out Atlantis and therefore Atlantians were real, and SOMEHOW his parents had gotten him into an ambassador program. An introduction between the youth of both realms.

"Well, in dad's defense, it IS sponsored by NASA." He mumbled to himself.

"What were you expecting? " The helpful tween asked. As his red headed friend wandered over from where he had been chatting with another older ginger.

"Let's just say this is not the space adventure I was advertised." Danny said awkwardly. "Not gonna complain though, still better than being stuck with my aunt for the summer."

"How is that even possible? I thought that this whole cultural exchange thing was very exclusive." The tallest red head asked incredulously.

"Yeah seems unlikely my dude, didn't your dad do the final cuts for attendance Dick?" The shorter red head asked the helpful boy.

"Yeah I mean it's does- Oh!" Danny admits while flipping the pamphlet to read the back.

"What?" The smallest helpful boy asks.

Danny points to a picture of an environmental suit. "That's the Fenton Suit 2.2. Mom and Dad just sold those blueprints to WE last year. It must have bumped us onto the short list for the program. That plus how distracted they have been in the lab, they probably didn't even read past NASA and WE before sending in an application." Danny explained.

"Oh, you must be Daniel Fenton! Yeah Dad did mention something about an explosion disrupting the video interview he had with your parents. I'm Dick by the way." The smallest boy introduced.

"Ew, no, Danny please... and yeah that sounds about right." Danny says offering his hand to shake.

"Well this will be an interesting summer for you then. I'm Wally." The more freckled ginger introduced himself next.

"Roy." The tallest ginger said with a smirk. "Did you even pack swimming gear?"

"I mean I packed a pair of trunks for the sensory dep tank... I don't think they'll be much use under the sea though." Danny admitted with a laugh.

"No worries, WE is supplying the dive suits for inside the depth suits. Besides the main castle of Atlantis is pressurized with magic so it'll be fine inside. " Dick explained, swatting at Roy for teasing the poor boy.

"Boats Here!" Wally cries and grabs his duffel off the ground and waving at the docking vessel.

They were all quickly aboard the boat and being introduced to the Atlantian kids that would be their buddies and guides for the program. They were left to mingle while the boat got them to the submarine that would take them the rest of the way to Atlantis.

Danny took a chance to break off from the awkward interactions and wander to a railing on the deck. He was quickly joined by a girl who had been introduced as Tula.

"It is even prettier under the water, especially the city." She said also watching the ocean pass by.

"Yeah I bet, I've never even seen the ocean before today. I can hardly imagine that soon I'll be so deep in it." Danny explains

Tula grasps and runs to the emergency box on the side of the hul. Pulling out a life jacket and several lifesavers. "Oh no! Put these on! I'll go get help!"

Roy, Wally, Dick, As well as two other atlantians, Garth and Kaldur come over to the sounds of alarm.

"What’s going on?" Wally asks

"I'm not sure-" Danny mumbles, burried under life preserves.

"He doesn't know how to swim!!" Tula exclaims in alarm.

" Once again Space Boy, how did you manage to get here?" Roy snarks

"Can someone please explain how this happened?" Garth asked exasperatedly.

Dick started to explain the situation to Garth and Tula while Kaldur walked up to Danny.

"Are you okay? Should you be this close to the railing?" He calmly asks.

"I KNOW HOW TO SWIM!" Danny huffed out indignantly.

"But you just said that this is your first time even seeing the ocean!" Tula explains.

"There are these magical things called pools." Roy points out with a laugh.

"Actually more like streams and lakes for me. Parents liked to offroad in search for paranormal entities as family bonding." Danny added.

'Oh... Right..." Tula said through her hands as she blushed.

"Can I put these down now?" Danny asked through the floating devices.

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Den Man Danny

DPXDC

Something something, starting plot goes here. The JL become aware of two things at once.

One, there is a secret government organization detaining, experimenting on, and eradicating beings known as 'ecto entities'. More preferably referred to as realms beings, though also called ghosts.

Two, their proteges need more supervision. Especially after the explosive rescue the young group staged.

Who better to watch the rebellious group than the teen king they helped rescue from the GIW? Bonus that it will keep Phantom under the radar as he heals, and the JL overturn the laws making him illegal.

The snag is that the 'Young Just Us' team have never been fans of being monitored or managed, so a glorified babysitter is not welcome. Plus the fact that Phantom used their attack as a distraction to free himself means that they don't see/know him as a victim.

Their first training session goes poorly. So Phantom takes them all out to a field to beat some respect into them.

Phantom: I get that you don't like that I'm here and you have problems with authority. But I will not let you half ass your training.

Kon: Who's to say we weren't training away from you?

Phantom: I can SEE the shopping bags- you know what, fuck it, you won't play nice, time to play ghost.

Tim: what does that mean?

Phantom: Time to fight about it.

Kon: Sure!

Cassie: Oooh, sounds like fun!

*One Beat Down Later*

Kon in a crater: I think this is what regret feels like.

Bart in a puddle of limbs: There is no timeline where I'll live this down.

Cassie from her own crater: I mean you did take yourself out. Didn't know you could run fast enough to punch yourself.

Tim, cutting himself down from a tree: Note to self, ghosts emote with their fists.

Phantom: They sure do! And do you know the best way to get stronger as a Ghost?

Bart: Something heartwarming about being remembered and living on in your surviors?

Phantom, laughing himself to tears: Cute, but no. Ever hear the phrase "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger?"

Kon: I don't like where this is going.

Phantom: Oh yeah, I spent the past year and a half getting my ass beat, like almost daily! Hahaha.

Cassie: You're laughing, that's bad right? It feels bad that he's laughing about near death experiences.

Phantom: I can't die, but you can. So I'm going to train you so that you don't have to learn the hard way.

And they all lived happily ever after... Jk Phantom beat their asses on the regular until they could get away with all the crazy adventures they enjoy.

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Best Introduction

DPXDC

The Justice League is gathered on the watch tower to meet ambassadors from the Infinite Realms to negotiate peace. The discovery of the Anti Ecto Acts has them on edge as it is clear that the government they work with has been actively hostile towards beings of the Realms.

They are only optimistic because the high king is amongst the peace treaty group.

The portal ripped into the air in the center of the summoning circle Constantine set up is an eerie green and swirls in mesmerizing circles. The beings that emerge are just as mysterious and intimidating.

A nine foot beastly being with sharp horns and a large maw filled with large teeth, covered in fur as white as snow braided in areas with beads, feathers and other trinkets. Wearing a simple kilt embroidered with swirls and snowflakes as well as a large cape, barely long enough to cover a tail adorned in silver cuffs and rainbow beads.

The rest of the group were more human in appearance. A Goliath of a man with slate skin, white flaming hair and blazing red eyes. A very human looking woman, though with the sature and air of an Amazonian, stepped out after. Her glowing teal eyes the only hint to her being anything more than human. The last of the party was a young man, barely out of his teens. His glowing platinum hair moves as if in water and his eyes glowed the same green as the portal. The young man had the same ice horns as the beastly being and a smooth white featureless mask over his face. Adorned with a cape lined with the cosmos and a crown of stars around his neck, this could only be the king.

"Hello, you must be the Justice League we've heard so much about." The boy introduced after a long awkward pause.

"Well met, I am Diana of Themyscira, and these are my teammates, Superman of Krypton, Batman and Flash of Earth and Hal of the Green Lanter Corp."

" Nice to meet you, I am-" the boy king started only for a hand to reach out of his cape and clamp over his mouth, knocking his mask up his face.

"Nuh-uh! Mom said it was MY turn with the name!" A young feminine voice announced before a teen girl popped out fully from the cape with a mischievous grin.

Before anyone could react the girl attacked and tossed the young king through the observation deck window. Only to follow and tackle the young man in a brawl. Thankfully for everyone else they had both phased through and not done any damage.

"Oh Hell no, If ANYONE deserves the name it's me! I've had it the longest!" The giant man growls before launching up and flying out into the vacuum of space to join the tussle.

The league members all look nervously on glancing at each other not sure what was happening or what to do.

"Is... Is this a coup? ... should we be concerned?" The flash asks, glancing around for more information.

A growling rumble comes from the large beast man and it takes a few moments for them all to realize that the being is chuckling.

"The Great One and his fraid are still young. Playfulness is expected." The being explains and gives a slight bow. " I am Hailwind, Bonded of Chief Frostbite, Guide of Phantom and Permafrost, Ambassador of the yetis' of the Far Frozen."

The woman dips her head, blushing and still glancing exasperatedly at the brawl going on outside the window. "Sorry for them, siblings, you know." She rolls her eyes."I am Princess Jasmine... of Earth?... Ambassador of Limanals and the Death touched." She introduced with pauses and many glances between Hailwind and the League members. "I'm only really a part timer for the ambassador stuff, I'm only here instead of my alternates because we wanted all the direct royals here the first meeting."

" Five on the Big guy." Hal whispers to Flash as they watch the fight on the other side of the window they both had wandered to.

"Nah, my bets on the little one, she's got spunk." Flash whispers back.

"Should we stop them? It seems rude to start without the king participating." Superman mentions gently.

"Right, yeah, just um." Jasmine stumbles, looking to her companion for suggestions.

In response, Hailwind reaches into his cloak and produces what can only be a baby Yeti. The little cub yawns and blinks big blue eyes out at the scene around her.

The league watch transfixed and a little concerned as a little ball of fluff float-crawls their way across the room to the window.

Batman makes a lunge motion when the baby audibly bonks head first into the window the three are fighting outside of, especially as she drops in altitude towards the ground.

Hal constructs a large catchers mit under her, only for the cub to regain her flight and pat at the window. Her tail wags like an excited puppy and her ears wiggle in glee as she chirps at the brawling group.

The air shifts at the sound of her chirping. And suddenly, the combating trio are engulfed in liquid night. A swelling of darkness speckled by stars swoops up and back through the window, engulfing the ceb as it goes. The mass condenses into a cloaked figure, and with a wave of fabric deposits the large man and teen girl back in place next to the princess. The hood falls back to show the young king, now with only a half mask covering his eyes and nose. Revealing a sharp toothed smile as it presses kisses to the cubs head. "Hello my snow princess" he coos as he floats over the group snuggling the baby Yeti.

"I guess that means I'm Prince Dante, Duke of the Badlands, the Reformed Curse, Ender of Times, Ambassador of the Vengeful Dead."

The teen girl wrapped around his shoulder unlatches her jaw from his bicep and slides off to the stand grumpily next to Dante. "Which makes me Princess Ellie of Earth, Mirror Born of the king, Spirit of Freedom.

The king hands the cub back to Hailwind and gives a smirk before taking his place back between his biological siblings. "You may know me as King Phantom of the Infinite Realms, Slayer of Tyrants, The Great One, the Bridge Between."

The prince and young princess scoff in indignation. "We fought and you didn't even bother to use it!" The man grumbles

"I want a redo! Use it or lose it Template!" The teen girl pouts.

The king chuckles at them. " My most important titles are reserved for those I trust. Let's see how the meeting goes first."

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Child you used to be

DPxDC Magic Apprentice Danny (MAD)

Danny Nightingale was on a mission. For once not for his mentor or the observants. Not even some world saving quest from Clockwork or the JL. No this fetch quest was for the Crime Alley Revant. See Red Hood had rescued Ellie from a GIW base a few months back, and Danny had been searching for an adequate gift to offer the being ever since.

He had considered many things. The shard of a star, frozen in his ice. A daypass to the infinite library. A knighthood and title. It all seemed very small in comparison to the life of his sister, cousin, kid. Ellie was only living because Hood had seen the GIW and intervened, in all other lifetimes she didn't make it out and it destroyed Danny. The realms were greatful to him for saving their princess, Danny was thankful to still have a piece of his family.

Having Ellie alive made Danny feel almost whole again. So why not give the revenant the same opportunity? With a lot of research, Clockwork's not so subtle nudging and a little borrowed luck from his mentor Danny was on his way to Gotham's Lost. Also known as Kid City, or Robin's Forest.

A small subsection of Gotham's realm reflection. A haunt made and maintained by Gotham herself. The Lost of any mirror city's haunt was where the 'fogoten' reside. Shades and lost souls not ready to end or move past their death. Most commonly, children who don't fully understand death.

Robin's Forest was a utopia made and maintained by Robins. The various manifestations of hope and safety that the vigilantes created. A Lost where souls found peace and were gently giluided into the afterlife. A place where street kids forgot the pains of life before moving on. Many such children became their own version of Robin to fight their fears before moving on.

Most importantly, though, it was the last known location of Jason Peter Todd. At least his last known location while he was in the infinite realms.

"I've got something for you Hood!"

"Seriously Danny, I've told you that you don't need- WHO THE HELL IS THAT!? Is that a whole ass todler in a Robin suit!? Who gave YOU a baby?!" Jason exclaimed as he grabbed the kid Danny had just let go of.

Said child floated just out of Jason's reach staring into the revenant's very soul. There was an awkward moment of prolonged eye contact before the child moved. Slowly the todler approached Jason and placed a tiny hand on his cheek. "Loo 'ow bi' we got." The child cooed and pressed their heads together. Tears streamed uncontrollably down Jason's face.

There was a flash of light and the tiny child faded into a golden ball of light that fell into place in Jason's chest. A moment of shocked stillness before he took a breath and everything changed. The pits were gone, he felt peace and love and safety settle into his chest. Like a breath he didn't know he was missing. Like hope and trust was never something to question.

"What?" Was all he could say still crying and trembling from everything.

Danny smirked,"Take it easy buddy, it's gonna be a lot to take in for a while."

"What did you DO?" Batman demanded from the shadows.

"I just gave him back the missing piece of himself." Danny answered, hands up.

"What missing piece?" The bat pushed, looming as he does.

"The parts of his soul that he lost to survive." Danny retorted not very impressed with the Bat.

"Holy Shit!" Jason Todd, the Red Hood said as he tried not to hyperventilate. Overwhelmed by his world tilting into a positive light. "Did you just give me back my childhood innocents?!"

"Technically, you gave your child self a hug, merging back into one being was all up to your own mental and emotional state. It would have just been a hug if you hadn't done all the hard work of being someone baby you felt deserving." Danny shrugged.

"What the actual fuck Daniel!"

MAD

~ Gold Fiddle

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Skill Issue

(Tim's Trade House)

Tim is a smart young man. So when his parents fired the nanny during their brief visit home, he knew that they would forget to hire a new one before they left again. He was old enough to take care of it, just like his father always said.

Now, he could have hired a nanny or set himself to be enrolled back in boarding school. Which would ensure that he was cared for and supervised, at the sacrifice of his freedom. Tim was a very independent boy, and he'd finally built up his stamina for bat watching. So of course the best option was for him to take care of himself. It would only be for a few months while his parents were away, or until they noticed that they hadn't heard from the nanny service.

It took a week for him to realize that maybe he was a little in over his head. See, he had food delivered, and the bi-weekly cleaners came through to keep most of the mansion spick and spam. There was still the fact that he was too small to cook for himself, so he'd never learned how. And now most of his clothes had holes or stains that he couldn't fix.

Then he fell while chasing after Batman and Robin. He'd torn open his elbow and knees on rough gravel and was bemoaning losing his last 'good' pair of pants when a street kid came across him. The kid traded a bandage and the knowledge on how to get the blood out of the jeans for ten bucks and a granola bar. Tim started to watch the street kids, how they took care of each other, never taking handouts but trading what little they did have.

See it was simple to Tim. These kids didn't have much, but they knew how to survive. He had more than enough, but no knowledge on how to live. Easy solution, he would offer food, shelter and secrecy in exchange for life skills.

Drake manor was a new and large estate, but it was built to replicate old money manors. Thus there was a fairly large servants quarters with a separate entrance in the back lower floors of the building. Complete with a kitchen, bathrooms and a lounge that could house ten comfortably, more if people shared rooms. A few locks on the one, reinforced, door that led to the rest of the manor and Tim started his 'trade house'.

As all things do, it starts off small. A kicked out teen and her baby brother taking a chance on the kid with big blue eyes. Asking for nothing more than if she could teach him to make mac n cheese. A beat up runaway who swears they've risked worse for less, getting a safe bed in exchange for first aid lessons. Soon, it becomes a street secret, simple rules, completely safe, no big catch.

18 and under, no adults involved. The house isn't always open but when it is Alvin will be in town. There's a theory that Alvin is a maids kid and the house is only open when the owners are away. By this point the house has some regulars and Tim has picked up a lot of tricks. He can cook a few recipes and pick locks and give first aid. He knows how to tumble and walk nearly silently and make a fire out of literally anything. He can wash and press his clothes and clean all that he can reach. He's learning how to sew and mend clothes from three sisters trying to stay off the corners.

Every once in a while, there will be someone who tries to break into the main manor to rob the place. They never come back. There is a rumor that Alvin is a ghost, and he devours the greedy kids that come into the trade house.

The truth is tamer, but just as unsettling. Tim knows everything about everyone he lets under his roof. The few that break into the main manor are given a choice. Shut down the trade house for good and make off with their measly few hundred maybe a thousand dollars in stolen goods. With their address and full legal identity going straight to batman, the GCPD and CPS. Or go back to their bed for the night and get a ticket out of Gotham and the chance at whatever would help them get on track in life. Tim drives a hard bargain, he learned from his mother after all.

Then one night Robin knocks at the trade house door. Well not as Robin technically, he comes as Jason, gives the name Peter, and is clearly investigating everything. Tim has no idea what to do.

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Big Little Brother (Little Big Brother)

DCU, Tim & Damian, Timetravel, Fic Prompt.

Due to a magic mishap during a mission, Damian gets sent back in time, far back in time. Back to even before Jason was robin. Back to when Dick was still Robin, though not before he was old enough to want independence and his own title of hero.

So poof, there Damian is, watching his older brother yell about not being a sidekick to batman, who just stares off blankly. Meanwhile he's a few rooftops away, not sure if he should intrude and seek assistance or just figure things out on his own. He's only just turned 18, taken up the title Shrike and dropped down to part time vigilante while doing his residency at Wayne Memorial Hospital. Now he has to deal with being temporarily displaced with no identity or resources, lest he mess up the timeline, his family and potentially his own birth.

"So... Are you like... An Anti-Robin?" A tiny voice from a tiny boy asks. A familiar face on a miniscule little kid... And oh God, that's Tim! Much too small with the biggest, deceptively innocent eyes Damian's ever seen.

Long story short, Tim imprints on big Damian and takes him home like a stray. They bond, Damian takes care of baby Tim and learns just how terrible the Drake's are. But he cannot take Tim away, nor can he change the timeline. They work together to find a way to get Damian back to his time. Damian also teaches little Tim how to be stealthy while following the Bats around Gotham. If he can't get the boy to stop at least he can keep him safe while he does it.

If you want it soft it ends there, Damian and his little big brother get an artifact, or Constantine to send Damian back, roll credits. But, if you want angst...

A sequel from Tim's perspective. The best summer of little Timmy's life. He finally gets to experience what he's been following with his camera in the night. He gets to play family with a displaced superhero! There is someone to talk with, and teach him how to be extra sneaky and chase across the city at night with him. He protects him from thugs and patches up his wounds when he gets hurt. He teaches him how to cook and helps him with his homework, even though he doesn't actually need any help. Best of all, he lets him talk about ANYTHING! Even bat stuff, and he doesn't dismiss or ignore him when he talks too long or gets too excited. Damian treats him like a person, not even his parents do that.

Tim isn't dumb, and though it's sad, he knows he'll see his brother again one day. Damian wasn't so great at hiding that he was from the future, not an alternate dimension like he claimed. Damian looked too much like Bruce to be anything but a future Wayne child.

It's what helps get him through the rough early years as Robin. Gotham may need Batman to be a pillar of justice, but Tim needs Batman alive to father and raise the kind young man who was his first real family.

Don't imagine how heartbreaking it would be for Tim when Damian finally shows up. Don't think about how hard it would be to have all of your love and dedication spat on by a self centered murder baby. Don't picture Tim, wanting to love the first person to ever truely care about him, to bond and give back the love and care that an older Damian freely offered. Only to be degraded and fought and nearly killed over and over again. Don't consider Tim's last thought after being pushed off the dinosaur being 'I just want my Damian back.' Don't contemplate the awkward distance Tim builds between them afterwards.

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DPxDC Multi Midia Madness 6

Ellie, Danny and Damian all end up on a case of dying/missing kids and discover some anti-vacc conspiracy nut is behind the disappearances.

Danny: Man, even ghosts know better than this shit and there's only, like, what three, ghost sicknesses that can be spread.

Ellie: Yeah, what the hell, Karen. Balto didn’t risk his life for people like you to take it all for granted. Do better.

Damian: Who is Balto?

Danny & Ellie: Le GHASP!

And thus Dami Dog Days was born. Where Ellie and Danny steal Damian and make him watch a dog film. Starting with Balto, Hachi, and of course Togo.

Which leads into other less true story dog movies. Like Homeward Bound, All Dogs go to Heaven and Oliver and Company. Obviously, the rest of the family clue in and occasionally join.

(Jason totally steals Lian to have an excuse to watch the "Street mutt cartoons". He not so secretly loves them. Especially Lady and the Tramp. Roy thinks it's cute)

Pt1 | Pt2 | Pt3 | Pt4 | Pt5 | Pt6

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DPxDC Dr/Healer Pt1

(DeadSerious) No rest for the Dead

After years of good and bad situations, Danny's life has settled into something he finds satisfactory. After escaping Amity, and all the pain that the GIW and his parents caused, Danny became dedicated to a new type of protection. He spent years helping Frostbite. He became overly invested while healing himself and his siblings. Dante took over as King Regent, and Ellie has her many adventures across the multiverse. Danny has been studying the health and healing of various species and entities. Now in his twenties, the anti-ecto acts have been discovered by the JL, and he can finally return to his home realm and work towards getting his human certificates.

One accidental medical rescue later places him on an advanced meta medical team working on the Watchtower. A healer among doctors. He is one of two young specialists to be still working to get their licenses. The two of them are referred to as 'Rich boy Res' and the 'Witch doctor'. With such a busy schedule, the two haven't met...Yet.

"Good job Nightingale, now get the hell off this satellite and rest before you kill someone." The head of kryptonian care dismissed.

"Or worse, bring something to life again." The nurse chimes in.

"Yeah, yeah." Danny mumbles as he makes his way to the staffroom to retrieve his belongings.

Thankfully, Dante had volunteered to come pick him up after hearing just how long of a week his little brother had had. Between the advancement exams to fast-track his studies, his various arguments with the observants over diplomacy with his mortal realm, and a JL crisis that left a large amount of heroes in need of tending, Danny hadn't gotten a wink of sleep in eight days. Which would have been lethal if he wasn't already halfway dead. Even as it is he was pushing it.

Point is he was borderline delirious with exhaustion, which is his only defense for what happens.

Danny floats up and sprawls himself over his big brother's back, tucking his head into the larger man's neck. He never did catch up to Dante in height or muscle.

"Take me to bed.. or to the grave, I honestly don't even care right now." He groaned into Dante's ear, clinging to consciousness with a thread.

Dante was super stiff under him and didn't even try to toss him across the room. Not even a snarky response about ending him in his sleep. Danny didn't fully register that something was wrong until he chirped, reaching out to try and reassure Dante that he was okay and check in on his brothers core. Only to not find another core or subvocal response.

The first thing he noticed was not the man under him, but the stares of the various nurses and medical staff lingering in the break room. Most look shocked, amused or a measure of both.

When he finally turned his attention to the still figure under him, he realized with horrifying clarity this man was not Dante. They may have very similar bulky builds and exude a grumpy air but this man was definitely not his brother. Which is what he said as soon as the thought occurred.

"You're not my brother... Wow, your eyes are really pretty." Danny mumbled, still draped over the man practically in his face.

The moment only broke when Dantes core chirped out to him from the entrance and Danny was slammed full force into wakefulness at the relization of what was going on.

With the shock, he phased through the not Dante and nearly face planted before spinning on his unsteady feet and flying into his brother’s chest.

Dante, for his part, just cackled before tossing his stupid tired sibling over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

"One package of dumbass retrieved. Later bitches!" He called out as he carried Danny to the zeta tubes and their haunt beyond.

"Jazz is gonna love this." He continued to laugh.

"Shut up!" Danny whined, still covering his beet red face.