[glow-in-the-dark-death]

To Be Wooed

I blacked out and wrote this. This is so silly to me.

Enjoy!

Look Danny didn't mean to kill the Joker it was an honest mistake, he was still recovering from escaping the GIW and whatever they had used on him had still been in effect when he honest to Ancients ran into the fake clown.

Of course it doesn't look like an accident with how he left the Joker

But it was!

Really it really was!

Whatever the GIW did was out of his system, but that still left a very dead and coreless Joker.

Yeah...apparently Joker had a core, but not anymore because he ate it like it was pop rock candy, if the weird cousin spicy version of it. He still feels like he has some of it stuck in his teeth.

Anyways! Not the point!

Joker! Very dead at his feet, what is he supposed to do-

THUMP

Oh Ancients he's going to die again that's the Red Hood!

"Uh...I can explain, well not really. But it was an accident! I promise and-"

"You killed him?"

"I'm really sorry? He bumped into me, it was an accident I swear!"

"Go on a date with me."

WHa-what?! Did he just hear correctly why would he ask him out out of nowhere it made no sense and..oh.

Red Hood's been touched by Death not like him but enough to count, and enough to have some ghostly instincts.

Okay ghostly courting he can do that, he totally can, no sweat!

Shit who is he kidding he may have the instincts but he was never actually taught how he's supposed to use them or anything.

Well he's always been good at making it up as he goes, and at least his instincts will help push him in the right direction.

So he should just do what feels natural to him.

"Yes I'll go out with you. If I were to make jewelry and knives out of his bones would you accept them?"

"...For me to wear and use. Yes."

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Danny freaking out about just killing and kinda eating someone: I'm in so much trouble!

Jason behind him fixing his appearance: "Well hello there handsome come by here often?"

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Joker bumping into Danny: "ahAHA you will make a good experiment!"

Danny is high as a kite and getting the munchies: "I didn't know I could order food with my mind!"

Joker: "Whut-"

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Jason seeing Danny absolutely wrecking Jokers shit: *Ghost Instincts Activated*

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Jason falling fast for Danny without even knowing his name: "Can I pretty please kiss you?"

Danny realizing what's going on but still being clueless: "Does that mean you will accept these gifts made from Jokers bones?"

Jason's Ghost Instincts rising to a fever pitch: "I'm going to woo the fuck out of ya and then we'll get married then we'll fu-"

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Danny's Ghostly Instincts being connected to his 'Protection' & Jason's to his 'Revenge' showing these kind of specific gestures towards them is incredibly romantic.

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Jason and Danny's relationship basically:

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#They're like Morticia & Gomez absolutely smitten for each other

#Jason brings a crying & beaten up GIW who has been stalking Danny

#Danny almost swooned

#They start flirting with each other while standing on top of the GIW dude

#Jason's goons are happy that their boss found 'The One' apparently but can they please stop eyefucking each other while they're there and-

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Just an Idea

[megasweetbones]

Tim: Nice jewelry! What's it made from?

Jason *UWU* : "The Joker's bones."

Tim: "Oh. Okay. How did you... acquire them?"

Jason *UWU* : "My boyfriend."

Tim *OoO* : "How'd you meet?!? How cute!"

Dick: "WTF Tim?"

Jason *O///O*: "He was head first in the Joker's chest cavity, chowing down on the clown's insides. Isn't he perfect?"

Dick, realizing that this is his life now and should make the most of it: "Aren't you worried?"

Jason:"Why?"

Dick:"Didn't your boyfriend feel sick afterwards?"

Jason:"Huh?"

Dick: "You know: a little funny?"

[absolutely-esme]

Dick: I'm pretty sure the Joker is full of toxic chemicals. Did your boyfriend get sick from them, or is he alright? I've got spares of the most recent antidote set if you need them.

Jason: Oh, he's fine. I was a little worried about that, too, but it turns out he's pretty resistant to most toxins. Could I get some of the antidote for the new Fear Gas formula, though? I haven't had time to go to the cave yet.

Dick: no problem.

Steph: Are we just not going to address the murder?

Tim: Oh shit! You're right! Jason, do you need any help with the cover up, or do you have it covered?

Steph: There we go.

Dick: We probably should've asked that first. Sorry, Little Wing.

Jason: I already got Babs' help, but thanks for the offer.

[sleepdeprived-coffeeaddict]

On dealing in issues no way your fault ☝️

Dr. Danny Fenton is freaking out big time.

Which normally isn’t you know something rare, happens oftentimes between the radioactive stationery trying to riot in your work station and the lab report you have to submit to your superior by the end of the week regarding said radioactive contamination. But you can’t really fault Danny’s lack of composure when he has some super-secret undead assassin in his apartment. Because he thought it was a brilliant idea to dragged an unconscious corpse, bundled it in a ridiculously soft blanket and letting the smell of cheap coffee permeate the air, instead of you know rotting the lab’s pristine hygiene and risk explaining well… all of this.

Right now he is staring down at his own reflection from the not-ghost, not-zombie but all wrong creature’s gaze who apparently, Danny is going hysterical as he is trying to figure out like a good engineer would to a situation, reacted strongly to his well… let’s just termed it his ‘death aura’, which is through no way shape or form his fault that it could apparently, Danny has to emphasised his hysteria to really make sure it stamped in there, reboot deadly puppets???

This was a new one.

Even for him.

And Danny has seen loads of weird shit throughout his arguably very impressive and experienced resume of oh shit, how the fuck did I got myself in here?!

“Erm. I don’t suppose you can talk?” Danny tinkered with one of the tools he grabbed from the weirdo, because he has no self-control but also he is getting clues from things he can’t say he liked. The person-in-question on the other hand, seems to have not made any movement whatsoever after coming back from la la land.

The talon said nothing still. He just watched the proceedings in some stick in the ass position. The urge to complete his mission was strangely… gone. The urge to report to the court was also gone. All that was left seems to be a nasty case of exhaustion and the worst historical record of confusion probably likened to a hangover of the century.

Danny waited for a few minutes before nodding along at the silence like it was giving him something, “Right. Non-verbal. Fantastic. Wonderful.” He pursed his lips as if already regretting the future, but the words slipped through cause fuck it, this is clearly his business now. “Look. I know you’re not in your complete well– state of mind. But someone really did a number on you and I can’t just turn you in, big guy. Because the chances of the same group of weirdos coming back and making you do this type of quality stuff is statistically high.”

“So. New plan.” Danny clapped, as if trying desperately to show enthusiasm to make up for the absolute deranged disaster destruction of his sanity because of his instinct to protect and clearly a brainwashed guy got no autonomy. “You’re going to stay here until we figure out how to… I don’t know unbrainwash you? Gently.”

“But like I need a name, can’t really just call you, you, so uh–“ Danny was already trying to look through his apartment for help or divine assistance any works at this points, before settling on a half-eaten triple threat, a recent purchased made from Good Ol’ Bob’s Burgers. His eyes already lighting up, before moving back to the sight of the talon who is just lost at the plot. “–Bob! I’ll call you Bob in the mean time. It’s simple, easy, straight to the point and very inconspicuous.”

The talon finally made movement with one sharp turn of his head.

Danny’s taking it as an agreement.

“Bob, I hope you’re going to be more Bobby and less Stabby.”

[enigmaris]

Bruce Wayne's Biggest Hater:

No one in the entire world hates Bruce Wayne more than Danny Fenton. Danny has know the guy for almost a decade now and he can honestly say that everyone in gotham are idiots if they think bruce is an airheaded playboy. The guy is an asshole.

Danny moved to gotham after college and used ghost king money to start up an aerospace engineering firm. Its great. He gets to do work he loves and he is his own boss, which gives him the flexibility needed to still deal with ghost shenanigans. When danny got settled he started up a collection for his favorite show 'Gray Ghost', he'd been introduced to it when his dad got the vhs copies thinking they were haunted. He had loved it ever since and finally he had the money and space to get some ultra rare memorabilia.

Unfortunately, someone always beat him to the punch.

Bruce. Fucking. Wayne.

He found a mint conditon poster? Well guess who bought it hours before for three times the asking price?

He bid on a signed copy of one of the scripts? Well guess who outbid him at auction?

Its always fucking bruce. Danny hates that guy. Honestly seethes at him whenever they are at the same event, which happens more often than he'd like. Sam makes sure that danny attends and donates frequently to charities. Charities that Bruce happens to always support as well. And of course the guy cant resist one upping him there too. Always donating at least double whatever Danny does. The little asshole.

And then Bruce takes in a ward. Danny doesnt think its sweet or anything. Its obviously a ploy or something. Sure the way he clearly dotes on the kid is cute, but he clearly doesnt spend that much time with the kid since the guy still finds time to get to Gray Ghost Merch before Danny can. The little shit.

Meanwhile Bruce is juggling being Batman, Brucie Wayne, and now being a guardian to Dick Grayson. On top of that he has to manage around his crush on the one other truly good philanthropic man in gotham that has the same love of corny detective shows as him. Daniel Fenton is on the forefront of scientific discoveries and always gives away money to the most worthy causes. Bruce has tried to talk to the guy at galas but Daniel seems to hate him. Which. Well. Isnt exactly a turn off.

Alfred has been dealing with this soap opera nonsense for far too long and Dick is starting to suspect that Batman might be an idiot actually.

[enigmaris]

The question is at what point in the batman timeline do they get together? Does Dick get them together with the help of Alfred?

Or do his attempts fail and when Jason shows up like 8 years later one of the first questions he asks Dick is "is this for fucking real?" And unfortunately yes it is for fucking real.

What about Tim? Tim's been going to galas for years and you know his stalker ass is going to know who Batman has a crush on. If Jason dies in this fic, then would Tim try and rope Danny into stopping Batman from trying to kill himself?

If that doesnt work then what happens when Damian shows up? Like you know that little stabby boy would have no patience for a slow burn that has last almost two decades at this point.

[touchofhemlocktea]

Hiding good stuff in the tags

[dcxdpdabbles]

Danny: My upstairs neighbor kept me up by stomping around at two am again.

Tucker: I thought you lived on the top floor?

Danny: I do.

Tucker: Then how-?

Danny: Wait for it.

*Thump thump thump thump*

Tucker: What is that!? Mutant rats!?

Danny: I wish. *opens window* RED HOOD IF YOU KEEP STOMPING ON MY ROOF, I'M GOING UP THERE AND PUTTING YOU BACK IN A GRAVE

Red Hood: COME AT ME!

Danny: *crawling out window* I WILL

Tucker: *yanking him back in* No, he won't! Sorry, Mr.Hood! He's not in his right head!

Red Hood:....who are you? I've never heard your voice before. Are you his boyfriend?

Danny: HE'S MY BEST FRIEND. IM SINGLE AND CAN KICK YOUR ASS

Red hood: OH YEAH!? I KICK YOURS AND TAKE YOU OUT TO DINNER WITHOUT BREAKING A SWEAT!

Danny: YEAH!? WELL I CAN TAKE YOU ON A LONG WALK ON THE BEACH!

Tucker: What's happening

Red Hood: PROVE IT. TAKE ME OUT.

Danny: I WILL. FRIDAY. SEVEN. BE HERE.

Tucker: Are you flirting? Or are you scheduling a fight?

Danny: Not now, Tuck, I've got to prepare for Friday. Grab your wallet, we need to go shop for a date outfit.

Tucker: It's almost midnight!

Danny: Damn....let's got rob a clothes store.

Red hood: I HEARD THAT

Danny: WHAT ARE YOU A NARC!?

[bluerosefox]

Danny Fenton/Phantom is now Tim Drake after accidentally getting reincarnated

He is found by Team Phantom since the day Jason, Red Hood, beat the shit out of him at Titians Tower and it edged him close to death. Upon waking up he gets somewhat in contact with the Infinite Realms and gets reunited with his fraid even if he doesnt fully remember them just yet. The memories are foggy but he does feel like he knows them. They cant tell him cause CW told them it will take time for Tim to remember and pushing will harm him.

Point is, Tim finds out he has a different support system and family to fall back on when his new life takes a shit show later. OR they can't enter the DCverse yet due to things needing to play out and they have to wait but they do try to help when they can via their powers to comfort him.

Then after witnessing Tim/Danny having to do so much just to bring Bruce/Batman back only to be barely thanked, still mocked/treated like a walking time bomb by other heroes, Team Phantom decides they aren't letting these assholes walk over their ghost boy. Because guess what, the future Tim/Danny needed to bring forth is over and done with and that mean Team Phantom can now enter the ring.

They set up shop in the DCverse/Gotham and basicly bring Tim into their family. Rather quickly too but Tim/Danny isn't fighting it cause.. they feel so familiar to him, a good warm familiar.

And the Batfam and others are gonna start to reap what they sow when they realize how far away Tim has drifted.

[sewmyeyesshut]

I didn't think I was an anxious person before today

At my last appointment I was told to take an over the counter pills. that i've heard about before but didn't think I needed. Nevertheless doctors orders ect ect

And OH MY GOD I SHIT YOU NOT I'M SO CAREFREE I FEEL LIKE I AM THE MR BLUE SKY

I can't believe that's how normal people feel. It's just unfair. You tell me you don't have to bury yourself in work/hobbies/various fandoms all the time to feel this ??

[oonightmareoo]

Danny has had... no, not multiple, but one high-profile patient.

But this one was seemingly more high-profile than all his patients combined and then some. Every NDA he signed essentially said the same thing in different words - if Danny spoke even a hint of his sessions with this potential patient, they would know and they would make sure he was buried more than 6 feet under. 20 feet under? That sounds like a reasonable number while still expressing the severity of the consequences Danny would incur by speaking about this potential patient.

He'd yet to meet the person, didn't even know their gender or name, but file after file had been appearing for the week leading up to their first meeting as if they couldn't help it.

Really, it told a lot about the potential patient to him. Clearly, they had anxiety. Each time they thought of a new worst-case scenario, they sent another NDA or document for Danny to sign. It didn't bother Danny much, since the saying "dead men tell no tales" wasn't much of an exaggeration in his case, so he signed the new document and sent it along back to its master. But it was interesting that each document outlined a new problem, a new thing Danny wasn't meant to speak on to anyone but the patient. One such document even explicitly stated that no one claiming to be family was allowed access to this patient's files, that all documentation should be handwritten and put behind a bio-lock when not in use. It was almost fascinating, if he were to be honest.

So yeah, they had severe anxiety, they catastrophized various scenarios, potentially there was some OCD, definitely some paranoia; Danny would even joke that he could diagnose this patient before ever meeting them, if he were allowed to speak about them. Of course, it would just be a joke - Danny would never be so irresponsible.

It also informed Danny that the patient was wealthy. Every NDA had a price tag. Every legal document with a payment behind it. Likely, there would be multiple things common amongst those with wealth. Danny could see his doctorate shriveling as he imagined connecting every issue to the patient's parents, their lack of attention and their choice of using money in substitution of parental love and attention. If they were a nouveau riche, then maybe imposter syndrome or narcissism. Maybe they were trying therapy on a recommendation from a loved one or friend.

Regardless, what Danny wasn't expecting was someone that was about his age- no, wait, this was Timothy Drake-Wayne, he was a little younger than Danny. "Huh," Danny hummed under his breath, before turning on the professional smile as he held out his hand. "Hello, Mr. Drake-Wayne, it's a pleasure to meet you."

[countmuri]

At some point in their sessions the vigilante thing has to be revealed right?

Tim: The truth is…I’m a vigilante…

Danny: Ah, yes. I have experience.

Tim thinking: ‘He’s talked about feeling with other vigilantes??’

Danny thinking: ‘Hah. I was kinda a vigilante…maybe. Jazz kinda tried practicing therapy on me. Kinda traumatizing, she was doing more psychology tests than therapy actually.

Good in theory, horrible in practice.’

[dcxdpdabbles]

Alfred: Its 12 am. I'm calling it

Dick: *Gasp* No. You don't mean-!

Alfred: It must be done. *Picks up red phoneline* We're going nuclear

Dick: Don't do this!

Alfred: I must.

Jason: What's happening?

Tim: I...don't know

Damian: What? Drake doesn't know? We're all gonna die.

Alfred: Not to worry children. This will only harm me and your father.

Dick: Noooooooooo!

Two hours later at the watch tower:

Bruce "Lightweight" Wayne drinking with Clark and Diana for the first time: And then- and then he told me I need to be home by 12 am. Me! I'm an adult. I make adult decisions on my own and don't need no butler to put a curfew on me!

Clark: You sure do, Honey. Have about some water?

Diana: He's a rather adorable drunk isn't he?

Clark: He is. He hasn't stopped hugging me since his third shot.

Bruce muttering into Clark's pec: I love you, farm boy and your country muscles.

Clark: Love you too.

Diana: Aw. You make a good couple. How long has it been?

Clark: Thanks. Our first year anniversary is coming up. I want to-

Bruce spring up suddenly: Did you feel that?

Clark: feel what?

Bruce: The red phone has been activated.

Diana: What?

Bruce: We got- we have to-run. Not safe here! *stumbles* No! I'm uncoordinated. Love, help!

Clark: What's going on, Honey? What's wrong?

Bruce: He's coming!

Diana pulling out her sword: Who is?

Danny appearing in a bright green portal: Bruce Thomas Wayne! What's this I hear about you breaking curfew?

Bruce: Dad! I can explain!

Danny: Are you drunk? You know the legal drinking age is 221, young man!

Bruce sobbing: I'm sorry Dad, I just wanted my boyfriend to think I'm cool.

Danny: I don't want to hear it! You're grounded! You're going to spend the summer with me harvesting natural ectoplasm in the Infinite Realms without internet!

Bruce: No! Anything but that Dad!

Clark: Oh, you must be Alfred's ex-husband. The immortal that adopted Bruce and legally made him fall under a different dimension laws correct? It's lovely to me you sir, I'm Clark Kent.

Danny: Put that hand away. I know the reputation you Els have. You won't turn my sweet boy down the path of delinquency. You are never seeing him again.

Diana: Sir, Bruce is a full-grown man-

Danny: Not in the eyes of the ghosts council, he isn't. Look at him!

Bruce: *trying to sneak out a window* Why wont this open!?

Diana: Did he forget we're in space?

Danny: This is what underage drinking leads to! Once I get Bruce safely home, I'm going to go beat Alfred's ass. How dare he let our boy get this bad? And you!

Diana: Me?

Danny: You seem like you're far into your 200s. How dare you buy these boys alcohol? I'm calling your mother.

Diana sarcastically: I'm sure you are

Danny pulling out his phone: Hello Hippolyta? Your daughter is encouraging underage drinking

Hippolyta: She is doing What?!

Diana: No, wait! Don't tell my mom!

[jey-chan]

Phantom, in Metropoly's sky with a notebook and a pen: .. okah so i only need to get Superman's attention and ask him for pointers... and then go to DC with Wonder Woman for envazador points, and Kinf Acuaman for ruling tips...

Supermam, tbat just aproach him: ... I will gladdly help but ...what do you need those tips for?

Phantom: oh yea! Wait... i have a flash card! *brings out from his friking stomach a bunch of cards* Hello, my name is Phantom. Im an underage dead and alive teenager hero of a small town and need some help in how to deal with bad media, mal representatiln of my spesies, an goverment organization with permkson for interdimencional genoside and to chek out if one of my Rouges is an abuser lr not.

*changes flash card*

I am wailling to etchane information about the Infinite realms and permisons to see your loved ones that are on the othwr side of the veil and helping with books of anatomh and medicine of marthinas and Kryptonians.

Suoerman, getting more and more conserning and interesing:... whay didin't you go to Ghotam? Batman could easy give you all those tips.

Phantom: im scared of Nitwing. That man has more rage and big bro that somethings do not hear they silbings when its counts vibes. I do not want to get adopted by that.

Superman, remembering how... feral was the frist robin: Fair enought. So, for how to do the public aproch you need to....

[qairilinda01]

I have this hilarious idea for dp x dc

So, John Constantine right?

Let's say— demons are part of the infinite realm too and so, they can make complaints just like ghosts or dead adjacent

And Danny as the high king was SWARMED with complaints from them about a guy named John Constantine(he has one big room full of complaints about that guy and he's MAD AF)

And in the fit of anger and annoyance, Danny decided to just buy all right for this man's soul

EVERY. SINGLE. ONE. OF. THEM

but the thing is— Danny is his nephew

His ACTUAL nephew, a son of his half brother, Jack Fenton.

And then one day, John decided to visit his half brother in Amity park (he had a little mission there)

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" Connie! It's nice to see you!" Jack pulled him into a bear hug

"I can't fuckin breath you idiot!" John tried to get out of the hug

Ugh, maybe he shouldn't have visited his half brother Why did he think it was a good idea to do so....

Maddie, Jack's wife, called down her two kids

The first one to get down was a girl with the same hair colour as Maddie's and she was tall

The girl greeted him, her name is jasmine 'jazz' Fenton and the son, who still hasn't gotten down yet is Daniel 'danny' Fenton

Jazz is only here because she was on a break from her college

And then he felt it

The absolute dread approaching them at a slow pace

He heard a footstep coming from upstair

The three of them in front of him looked unaware of the absolute dread approaching them

John readied a spell and there it was

The one who had caused him to shake in fear

The absolute horrifying and terrifying and dreadful eldritch being

And it was...

....A child

Or rather

Something taking the form of his half brother's child

That thing stopped in his track when he saw him and looked directly at him and it felt like it was looking right at his soul

Or maybe it was looking at it

Its face changed into one of that of a disgust and contempt

What the hell is going on here?!

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Meanwhile Danny recognizes the one his father called his uncle connie

It was fucking John Constantine

John fucking Constantine

That fucking dude who sold his soul to multiple demon and did all sort of shit that caused him to have more paperwork

It was neverending!!!

And holy shit- he actually has all the right for his uncle's soul

Thas crazyyyy

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And oh! Maddie and Jack Fenton are good parents in this one

They finally see that ghost is a sentient being too and changed for the better

[jey-chan]

Danny was on Metropolis thanks to a cultursl thing that he had somehow won and the GiW had not seen a way to stop him from going (thanks Agent O! You are the best!), and was going back to the hotel when he saw the news.

That was Damian. His twin. And aparently he is now a Wayne, and the way that he moved and talked could mean one thing: Damian was out of the leage.

With that in mind Danny started a google searsh and found a lot of information that somwhow didint make it to Amity Park..

Like the way that the GiW was suposed to be good. It was just the batch at Amity thar had gone rouge.

The anti ecto acts were never a thing and ghosts, liminals and realm speciesnwhere part of the meta protection acts.

And aparently the Justice Leage has a paranormal diviseon.

He was about to said some things under his breath to call superman when he saw fotage of the current Robin.

Wihout thinking so much, Danny made a duplicate that could tell superman everhing and he started his invisible flaying to Ghotam.

He arrived to the curced city just in time to see Robin touch down on a roft.

A hand in his ear told Danny that his twin was talking with the batbase. So he just take avantage of that to float close and investigate the katana.

Yup.

That was the one he had purcharse all those years ago, and aparently his twin decided to paint over it.

This was the perfect opening.

He let out of his invisivility and asked.

"Did you paint over the katana? Anki! I told you! The colors were choisen for a reason and it was expensive!"

"A d i told you it was an abo-" Robin cut out his answer once he proceses what was beging said.

He turned over seing his twin. His aparently alive twin. And he knew that is was him and not a clone because they where the only ones that knew about the original color of the Katana.

"That's how you decied to anunce yourself?"

"Hey! My spesies are prety emotional based and minded. I was more curios and anoying at that. I had to let it go"

"Your species? Last time i cheked you were human"

"And mostly alive but yup! Hey, can we get to batman? I think you are going to be sumoned in short and i want to meet him before -"

Some alarm got the atention of both kids before runing towards rhe noice.

Robin was about to trought a mask to his twin when he saw the transformation.

" okay Robin welcome to Phantom air lines!" And with thqt Phantom tock Robin and flew.

In seconds they where on the bank and toke care of everthing.

Soon enought they ended patrol and got back to the base just to see a mortifiqued Superman talking to a broming batman.

[jey-chan]

Danny was nervius.

It will be the frist time he saw and meet his aparently big brother.

But- how do you talk to the genius ceo of Wayne Em. Wihout soundidng like a gold hunter?

Danny: Come on danny its not like you are going to tell him all about your shitty life. You just want them ro know about your existence and to find out if he is a safe place to hide if everting goes west.... man how fo you tell a ritch but not frootlop person that you are his brother. A brother that was sold over when birthed and have documentation to proove it and wailing to do that cientific stuf to prove it wihout sondidg like a crazy old woman trsying to marry fortune?

Tim, that just come out of a metting, was heading to his bike and hearing most of it: be sbowing me the documentation?

Danny in all his panic put the documentation on Tim's face and stsrted floting just a little bit.

Tim: *seing the documentatuon* whay is here a detailed plant of how to vivisect you? *glaced over and sees floating boy"

Danny: oh sorry those are... my parents notes.

Tim: lest go home and chek this out.

[jey-chan]

After geting both of them to a secure location and started to both record and send the info to Babs, Tim started to talk.

Tim: so... you said that you are my little brother, that the Drakes just had you and ten sold you on a scavation and what does that had to do with your adoptive pharents plan to vivisect you?

Danny: So.... that does not have something to do with you espesificaly... but it does has to do with the Waynes fundidg the JL rumor thing.

Tim blinked.

"What"

Rhe teen in front of him just sighned.

Danny:So... the meet you part is real and i realy want to know you and be sure you are a safe person and to let you know about it. And it was my scuse to come here to a JL asosiated hero city to call for help.

Danny: They... think im a separated person that my alter ego and that my vigilante persona is overshadow me. But... its me. And i want to tell them but- they are so baised xenofovic to my species that i think that if they knew- theyr hated for it will win aganist theyr love for me. They love me.

Tim saw the momnet that his supostly yung brother started to broke down thanks to the presure and hig emot- why is there ice?

Danny: they love me- but... anyway. I also wanted to tell you about my vigilante persona so you can be prepared if some frootloop called Val Master shows his ugly face here. He is like me and not moral compas.

Tim: wait....i am not meta and neither of the Darks had the meta gen so...?

Danny: yhea.... you may want to read the part 3 of the call for help.

Tim: will do, and i can call batman for you.

Danny: oh cool! Thank you so- *alarm goes out inside of danny* oh shoot! My time is up. Here have some dna of mine and here is my number i may go back to Amity Park. That was the American goverment wants to nuke reality againg alrm.

Tim stais there just blinking about everthing.

So he decided to read the doc-

Tim: HE WAS KILLED‽

[alien-slushie]

Bruce: Why is Danny Crying? Dick, Damian stop beating up Jason!

Jason: *laughing hysterically as Damian and Dick kick and Punch at him*

Danny: *curled up in Cass's lap as he cries and she hushes him softly*

Damian: Todd is a scoundrel who dare toy with Danyal's fragile heart! *also has tears in his eyes but he refuses to let them fall*

Dick: What he said!

Bruce, sighing: Tim?

Tim, not looking up from his laptop: Jason had Danny and Damian play "Can Your Pet".

Bruce: Can your pet, what?

Tim: No, its just "Can Your Pet". You make a pet chick and play games with it and like brush it and stuff but if you click on an icon that looks like a bike it sends your chick to a chicken mill and it shows the chick being ground up and put in a can.

Bruce: Jason Todd! How could you do that to your little brothers?!

Jason: *being choked out, but still laughing* Worth it!

Bonus: 2 weeks later

Danny: Damian look! She likes me! *petting a black hen with white speckles*

Damian: She does. *also happily petting some black and yellow chicks*

Tim: I can't believe you bought them chickens.

Bruce: Danny stopped crying, Damian stopped stabbing, we adopted some in-need animals, and we get fresh, cruelty free eggs in the future.

Danny: What should we name this one?

Jason: Fillet.

Danny: *whimpers*

Bruce: Jason Peter Todd!

[alien-slushie]

DpxDc Idea/Prompt

Danny is alone and depressed after the loss of his family and friends, so to avoid Vlad he fakes Daniel Fenton's death in a house fire, destroys his parents research/lab/portal, and hides everything important to him in Phantom's Keep before he goes and joins the Justice League to occupy his time(and to hopefully stop him from becoming Dan should the need arise). But this a sad, depressed, and maybe even angry Danny who never wants to love anything again, so as Phantom he always comes off as sort of nonchalant, strict, and cold or even sometimes aggressive.

Plasmius team's up with Cadmus/Lurthor to make his Danny clone. With Luthor/Cadmus' help "Dani" comes out completely stable, still deemed a "failure" because shes female and Vlad is a d***, but stable.

But when Young Justice bust in and meet "Kon" and stuff, shes still a baby, they haven't aged her up because they deemed her a failure. So now, the Justice League has an angry Superman clone, and a baby Ghost clone, and they're really nervous on how Phantom is going to react.

Phantom is very cold most of the time, and he can be very angry and agressive at times. Seeing how Superman reacted, they're nervous to let Phantom know. But, they have to tell him, its his right to know he'd been cloned.

Everyone is in the room when Phantom is presented with the clone baby. His face is impassive as he listens to Batman's explaination, everyone in the room is tense, ready to step in if he gets agressive, his head tilts as Batman talks, green eyes searing into the sleeping kid. Nobody knows if thats a good thing. And then, green energy surrounds the infant, and shes pulled from Batman's arms forcefully, everyone tenses further. Phantom doesn't speak as he studies her, flips her around in the air to judge her every angle. She starts giggling, and then Phantom stops, removes the green energy and let's her fall. Flash runs forward to catch her, but its no use, shes floating. Its shaky, not as controlled as Phantom's, but shes floating, and giggling for a few seconds, before she can't hold herself anymore and she drops again, only to again be caught by Phantom's energy. This time, be actually holds her, poking her cheeks and dodging her outstretched hands before he pokes her in the sternum, and a tiny, delicate white ball floats out of the babies chest. Phantom stares at that ball for a number of minutes, before a smile splits across his face.

Everyone is startled by what they're seeing. No one has seen Phantom smile, not even mockingly, he just always seems to have a scowl on his face. But now, his smile is kind, loving even. His usually sharp, rigid form is now soft around edges, playful in how he lets her chase his fingers once that ball is back in her chest. Its a side of Phantom unrecognized, but it wasn't unpleasant.

In Danny's eyes, the little clone was perfect. She wouldn't die, couldn't double die without his parents weaponry, which could no longer be crafted. Even if her human half one day failed, her perfectly formed core meant she was guaranteed to become a full ghost, so they could still be a family. She wouldn't leave him alone.

*Slightly Dark!Danny, but he could be fixed with therapy/the baby slowly starts fixing him

*Danny is now obsessed with 'Dani', and extreamly overprotective of her

*Vlad called her a failure and said she had been set to be culled, and Phantom recognized him as a threat, so he almost killed and ate Vlad's core(Ghosts are slightly cannabistic if another ghost is deemed too much of a risk/threat) had the Justice League not stepped in, allowing vlad to flee.

*He a teen ghost dad now

*Danny is too jazzed to have family again that he doesn't really acknowledge or think about the fact that he was cloned

*Possible Baby Names: Ellie/Ellinore/Eloise, Estelle/Estella, Lyra, Bella/Bellatrix, Nova, Hestia, Dani/Danica,

*Danny only thinks of Danica because Danica means "morning star"

*Superman and "Kon" don't know how to deal with Danny's easy acceptance of his clone

[countmuri]

DP x DC prompt (space room stat pt 2)

The stars work great and there are a few sprinkled on roofs across Gotham here and there.

Danny gifts jar’s of stars to other nearby small-business or places he frequently visits.

Eventually Danny learns to make any type of paper he uses to glow in the dark with ectoplasm.

He gives children little stars he’s speared on a stick just for the novelty.

His place is found in no time and although he doesn’t sell anything he tries best to stay on theme if anyone ever asks for a snack or a drink, no charge. It does eventually become a hangout spot to the younger crowd and teens.

It’s not hard to find for kids through word of mouth. They’re not too inclined on letting adults know where they hang about and will often say ‘let’s go to space’ when speaking of the unnamed shop.

Most of the adults that know of the place are either shop owners or know Danny and live in that area. He hadn’t really planned for it to become a kids place but it works out since he wanted to inspire his love of space, he wasn’t really looking for a serious customer base.

Often can you find golden stars on the side walk when nearing the shop. There’s a telephone on the back alley of the shop for no particular purpose it seems. Danny says you can dial a number or not, either way will work.

[starry-bi-sky]

drag path memes

[ Danny returning home after accidentally flying to Gotham in a blind, stress-induced rage and spending a few hours there decompressing ]

Danny: wow im never doing that again

[ One Month Later ]

Danny:….i mean. Just this once.

[it will not be “just this once”]

—————

[ Sprawled across a random rooftop in Gotham, staring at the sky ]

Danny:

Danny: ignoring the gunshots, this is kind of relaxing. I guess.

Danny: i cant even stargaze. and it takes me over an hour to get here. And its harder to breathe. This place sucks.

Danny: [doesn’t get up]

——————

[ two months into this weekly endeavor ]

Danny: *minding his own business*

Batman (Circa Year 1): 👁️👁️

Danny: whaat is thaAAT—

Danny: what are you doing. Why are you standing there. Why did you do that

Batman:

Batman: do you need help?

Danny: 🧍

Danny: what

Danny: no

Danny: goaway

——————

[ Danny’s search history once he got home ]

“Gotham cryptids”

“bat gotham”

“gotham bat guys”

“gotham bat cryptids”

“bat cryptids”

“bat man gotham”

“bat themed guys gotham”

“bat people??”

“bat thing in gotham”

[0 Matching Results]

Danny: ??? WHO WAS THAT???

[nightblackowlbat]

What it really means for Alfred to be Clockwork

(This just hit me, pls excuse the rambly format)

He is the master of time. He sees all outcomes, all futures and pasts. Every little nudge, every little action, it was all done because he knew where it would lead. Knew which things to say to keep the narrative in check, the timeline correct. It was Alfred who put up the good soldier plaque. Alfred who gave Tim the Robin costume.

And this goes for everything he didn’t do as well. Every time he stayed passive as Bruce made mistakes. As Jason died. Heck, he was around back when Bruce’s parents died. He allowed for every necessary heartbreak to happen. Every tragedy that lead to the formations of the Bats. Let it all come to pass. All is as it should be.

If Alfred is Clockwork then he has been secretly pulling the strings for years. It is more than just their beloved grandfather figure actually being surprisingly powerful and acquainted with the mysterious/handsome/infuriating/confusing/adorable/terrifying whatever flavor of Danny Phantom.

It’s not just “WHa? How old is Alfie? He’s a what?” It’s not just a silly little secret. It’s not just grandpa lore drop. It’s not just a way to introduce Danny with pomp and shock value for shits and giggles. It’s not just a bit. Because if Alfred is Clockwork, that means he has been Clockwork the WHOLE TIME.