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[such-expensive-mistakes]

Superpham AU Masterpost

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(I will probably put a polished version on AO3 eventually but for now, it's tumblr only.)

Original prompt:

Superman and Lois had a son before Jon. One that was ripped away from them far too soon in a scheme devised by Braniac. They tried desperately to get him back but by the time they had tracked Braniac down, their baby had already been sent away to somewhere unknown. This loss was devastating. So much in fact that they couldn't even bear to look at a picture of him or utter his name, convinced their son was lost forever. Danny must flee his dimension as it's no longer safe for him. That's when Clockwork tells him it is time to return to his home world. Wait, what?

Prompt post + parts 1-3

Part 4, Part 5

Part 6, Part 7

[the-witchhunter]

It’s weird that “hey, maybe read or watch some DC content” seems oddly controversial in DPxDC fandom

Presumably you enjoy the characters since you keep using them, you’ll probably like one of the comics tv shows or movies(especially the animated movies)

we don’t HAVE to treat the entirety of DC canon like it’s Phantom Planet

[britcision]

Once again and as always:

Okay, recommend something

Not “read a comic” or “find something from a “good run” of this character”

Be specific, because DC canon is a fucking hellscape behemoth and almost all of it is directly contradictory

Which run of which character do you want people to read? Because ALL of the DC branded content is canon

Yes, even the Superman who blames Kon for being created in the Young Justice cartoon

Yes, even the Batman slapping his Robins around

Yes, the New 52, no matter how much you hate it

Yes, everything pre-New 52, no matter how much you hate that

I HAVE dipped my toes in DC content; I read every run of Suicide Squad and Harley Quinn comics up to 2018. I’ve watched movies, tv shows, and animated series.

You know what I learned?

There is no such thing as consistent characterisation.

Ever. For anyone.

Every “fanon” thing I have ever seen a DC fan complain about people “getting wrong” can be directly supported by DC canon.

It’s not “oddly controversial” to remind y’all that your DC head canons are not the actual canon, or that the runs you “don’t count” still are

I have deadass given up talking about canon lore with DC fans because I will cite a comic, show, or movie and be told “oh I don’t count that” as if that has anything to do with it being canon

DC EXPLICITLY embraces this; “every DC world is real including yours” kinda messaging was big in the 00s

And yet you still get supercilious jerks who’ll wander in on people having a good time playing with the dolls and complain “oh I don’t like how you’re writing this hero you should write them the way I want” instead of just writing what they want themselves, and wonder why it’s “oddly controversial”

You don’t have to like my interpretations of Batman, Superman, or any of the DC characters. They’re still just as valid as yours, so… yeah. I’m gonna discourage people from worrying and obsessing over finding a DC character’s “canon” personality

Because the second they have a second run, by a second head artist, there are now two options. And so on, ad infinitum, for every single new run, and new show, and new movie

When you want to write a DC character, do what DC’s paid professional writers who determine what is canon do: pick a version you like and stick with it, and fuck anything else

If you love DC and love a DC character and want to suggest a particular comic run, or show, or movie characterisation to people, that is fine! Hell yes, do it!

But. Be. Specific. Because if you say “oh go read a Young Justice comic” and I ask you which of the seven separate runs by the single name alone, you’d better be able to answer, because I’m sure as hell not reading all of them just to find the one you like.

And every single one you don’t like is still canon, and other people will all prefer different ones. They. Are. Not. Wrong. Just. Because. You. Disagree. Nor are you. Nor. Are. They.

DC characters past their second retcon/spinoff/retelling do not have a canon characterisation in the way characters from a single show do. It is not the reality we live in. And trying to pretend that you personally hold the key to the One True Canon is patronising, annoying, and almost always comes in the form of shitting on other people having fun for not doing it your way

Just be positive about the run you like, gush about it, suggest The Actual Specific Content You Want People To Look At So They Will Agree With The Characterisation You want. Self-test by googling the thing you want people to “just look up” and see how many other options are drowning your thing.

I’ll read another comic run if it looks actually interesting to me. I’m not going to bother trying to guess which version of the Justice League’s major players over 70 years of wildly contradictory content you’re thinking of when you complain I’m “writing a character wrong”

This is not a particularly controversial opinion

[the-witchhunter]

I don’t disagree with you, canon is a mess of retcons and literal multiversal resets

Yes, all of it is canon

Yes there’s a lot to draw from

Yes, we fully should suggest specific comics, movies or tv shows(hard to do in a broad sense because character specific)

But you dipped your toe in canon, and we can tell.

This isn’t a “your version is inherently bad” thing

This is a “we can tell you only consumed a very specific media and are defensive of it when discussing other versions”

Listen, you’re not wrong, and a lot of this is coming from a place of genuinely wanting to share something we care about

One half is probably being more aggressive than intended

The other half is probably being a little defensive

I think centering it around OOC is off the mark, because it’s not entirely about characterization, but also very fundamental misunderstandings of how situations went down

[britcision]

You’re all good, tbh I was feeling a little bad cuz I definitely went off harder than necessary 😅 sorry about that, it’s just a major pet peeve of mine

And the problem is even specific situations also get retold seven ways to Sunday. Like the night Bruce Wayne’s parents died, which is occasionally linked to Jack Napier for some reason

And the advice is the same either way

If you wanna share the thing you care about: absolutely yes, please do that, tell us all the things you love about it and tell us which specific thing it is so people can actually find it

Cuz the thing is “we can tell you only consumed a very specific media and are defensive of it when discussing other versions” is exactly how I’d describe what most of the DC fans are doing in this case

When you come at people aggressive and defensive, is it really that surprising when they push back?

I got half my favourite ridiculous DC facts from people going on long rants about this run they loved so much, or how a character/event was done in a specific adaptation

I’ve never seen anyone complain about that - although I’m sure someone somewhere probably has

When you approach it as sharing joy instead of spreading gospel or as some kind of required reading, we can all keep having fun

But I also see so many people apologising for how they write DC characters because they haven’t consumed every possible run, and think about how many great stories are never getting written because people think there’s this barrier of “you must have consumed x canon media” that DC’s professional writers have never seen in their lives

The real answer is gonna be down the middle, especially if you happen to know which comic/show someone else’s interpretation is based on

Then you can have “oh did you enjoy Under The Red Hood? This is my favourite Outlaws comic, it’s a different take but I think you’ll like it”

We can build each other up instead of looking down on people who haven’t been Partaking Of The Text, and even if someone has only seen one thing and is basing their stuff off that, that’s not a bad thing or a problem; it’s just their thing, and they’re more likely to look at more if you can make it seem interesting instead of required reading, or worst of all a scavenger hunt to guess what version you mean

It’s just… not a mystery why this happens on either side, it’s a self fulfilling prophecy which is really disappointing, because I’d like to actually see these other versions of stories, but people keep complaining about other folks not knowing their version without saying where we could find it

Communication is about 70% nonverbal, from tone, posture, and facial expression, which we don’t have online - so you’ve got to be real clear in your words what you’d like as the outcome, and preferably make it as easy as possible for people to see your thing and agree with you, on all sides

It’s an art, not a science, and it takes practice

The trick is actually practicing and if you notice you keep getting a lot of opposition where you think you’re being misunderstood, it might be time to try some different wording, or getting your point across somewhere else

Just “read some comics” doesn’t tell anyone anything actually helpful; you don’t know if they already did, just some very different runs than yours

And people might still read it and decide they like their version better; if they’re not telling you that you have to like theirs best, we can always agree to disagree and find the things we both like to talk about instead

And just… think about the framing for a minute

That people should be open to learning and discussing different versions

Because what if that isn’t what they’re here for? What if they just want to talk about their version? Make their own little sandcastles in their own sandbox? Are they somehow doing fandom wrong?

Or are you both just interested in different things, and probably not particularly interesting to each other? Cuz there’s nothing wrong with that, you can just keep doing the things you’re both interested in and ignore each other entirely

Like if you prefer Danny-and-the-Supers, you can go and complain about all the Danny-and-Batpham, or you can toss out some more Danny-and-Clark-are-secret-twins prompts; one of these will bring you much more of the content you actually want to see

[such-expensive-mistakes]

Honestly, it's pretty discouraging being a DC comics fan in this space. I have recommended stuff I love and just been ignored, or told that actually they don't even like comics and lol who cares about canon anyway. And like, I'm not opposed to a good AU, but I like these characters! I like the comics! That's what made me want to write dcxdp fic to begin with. And the fact that no one actually likes or cares about the things that I care about... well, why even bother to finish writing any of my fics?

[such-expensive-mistakes]

Hey guys, just so you know, I don't know if I'm going to finish the superpham au. I'm hoping to eventually, but idk.

Without getting too deep into details, I was really enthusiastic about making friends in this fandom, but instead the community I found left me feeling pretty alienated. Maybe it was just me and my personality-- not every space is a good fit for everyone-- but the experience ended up sapping all of my motivation to finish this. I'm hoping to get some of that motivation back after a break from the fandom, but no promises.

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Danny lands at the feet of his cloning template, and in a desperate bid to not get murdered by said template, he gave a wry smile before saying, "HI, dad." He then used the moment of stunned silence to escape.

A week later, he regrets his decision as he walks down the stairs to find his template in his living room, interrogating his tied up parents.

[rarespawnwrites]

"I'm not a ghost, you maniacs!"

Danny's jaw hung open as he watched the old footage Tucker had dug up from a file on Danny he'd found on the Fenton parents' hard drive.

It was... an old-school Robin. Tiny, in an oversized yellow cape and a white-eyed domino that probably did nothing to help his case in his parents' one-track minds. He was lying on a metal table with restraints on each of his limbs.

"Silence, specter!" His dad boomed, his frame taking up most of the monitor's screen. Jack's size and volume caused the kid to flinch. "Normal humans can't switch from teenagers to toddlers!"

"I'm twelve, not two, jerkwad," Robin muttered, his voice only just caught by the sensitive mic. "You're really planning to take apart a toddler?" he asked, his voice louder. "Think about that, for maybe... two seconds! Or at least think about what Batman'll do to ya." His voice grew more strained and high-pitched as Jack held his arm still while Maddie drew blood with a horrifically over-sized syringe.

When she finally removed the needle, there was a whooshing noise followed by several loud crashes, and the lights went out. After several more alarming noises, the footage cut out.

Danny sat in the computer chair in front of Tucker’s monitor, frozen. Sam sat in a second chair next to him while Tucker sat on the edge of his bed. Tucker, having already watched the video, fiddled with his tablet as the others absorbed what they’d just watched.

“After that,” Tucker said, “the file mentions a bunch of tests they did with the tissue and blood samples they’d saved. One of their experiments was a cloning project, which resulted in you. After they concluded you had turned out a normal human, your file just… ends.”

Danny turned toward Tucker in disbelief. “So you’re telling me that not only am I a clone, I’m Robin’s clone?! The original child hero?” Tucker continued scrolling through his tablet, eyes glued to the text of whatever he was still looking into.

“That was the second Robin, not the original,” Sam said. “This is the one the Joker bragged about killing.”

“So I’m the clone of a dead child hero. Yeah, okay, that tracks.”

“Holy shit, dude,” Tucker blurted out. “Your parents did time at Arkham.” Both Danny and Sam whipped toward Tucker, eyes wide.

“There’s no way!”

“They got out after like, two months!” Tucker squeaked, equally disbelieving. “Their release forms are signed by some doctor named Hugo Strange.”

“He met the Fentons and thought they were SANE?!” Sam glanced at Danny and coughed. “Er, no offense.”

Danny shrugged. “No, you’re right. I guess you go strange once you work at Arkham.” Sam huffed, her lips quirking into a brief smile before she banished it in favor of her best deadpan expression.

Tucker finally looked up from his tablet. “I wonder if that Robin became a ghost. Maybe you could find him in the ghost zone? After all, wouldn’t he be like, your dad? Wait, doesn’t that make Batman your grandpa?!”

Tucker threw the tablet on his bed, standing up. He got into Danny’s space, pulling the collar of his t-shirt as he leaned in. “Danny! BATMAN owes you fifteen years worth of birthday presents! As your best friend, who has shared everything with you from infancy, that means Batman owes ME seven-point-five years worth of birthday presents.” Tucker’s eyes were a little wild. “Danny. Danny! Get. Me. Bat-tech!”

Danny barked a laugh. “Tuck, I’m not going to show up in Gotham with Batman’s dead kid’s face to demand child support in the form of cool gadgets.” He pried the collar of his shirt out of Tucker’s fingers before he could stretch it out too much. “I kinda wish I could meet the second Robin, but even if he is a ghost, don’t you think he might hold a grudge? My parents went all Vlad on him when he was a little kid!”

Besides, if Robin counted as his dad, wouldn’t that make Danny Dani’s dad? Yeah, no. Fifteen was too young to have an adolescent kid. Danny would not be calling this guy his dad anytime soon.

“Your creators, you mean,” Sam said morbidly. “Anyway, who says he has to be a ghost? If he’s your dad, maybe when he died he just… got back up again. You did.”

Danny facepalmed. “Sam, that was a lab accident. You set up that lab accident. Twice! Coming back from the dead isn’t genetic.”

“Isn’t it?” A new voice asked. It was an unwelcome, familiar voice. Belatedly, Danny’s breath fogged the air as Desiree came into view. “The second Robin is famous in the Ghost Zone,” she crooned. “Though he’s gone by a different name for nearly a decade now.”

Danny’s left eye twitched as he frantically ran through the recent conversation again, trying to figure out where they’d screwed up. Ah. Now he remembered.

“Oh, no,” he groaned.

Desiree’s laughter echoed. “Oh, yes! One former Robin, coming up! Enjoy the family reunion with your madman of a progenitor!”

Tucker’s room vanished, the clean blue walls replaced with a filthy alley and flickering streetlights. Danny hovered in his sitting position for a comical moment before crashing down on top of someone, who grunted before falling still. Danny rolled off the guy, sitting on damp concrete and reaching a hand behind himself to rub his sore back.

Then he saw the gun.

Danny was very aware of being in his human form as he sheepishly raised his hands in the air from his sitting position. In front of him stood the helmeted figure of the Red Hood, the infamous mass murderer, drug lord, and fugitive. He was a tank of a man who matched Jack Fenton for intimidating size and was leagues beyond him in intimidating muscle.

‘He’s just a human,’ Danny told himself, taking a deep, steadying breath. ‘He can’t hurt me, I’ll just go intangible.’

He breathed out, and exhaled cold mist. ‘Of course. Just my luck.’

‘Wait. Didn’t Desiree say she was sending me to the second Robin?’ With vain hope, Danny’s eyes flicked to the only other person in the alley. Blonde guy, fifties, balding, heavyset… There was no way that was the same person as the kid in the video. If that kid had grown to adulthood, he'd be in his late twenties.

He looked back at the crime lord, who hadn’t moved since Danny had looked up at him the first time. Probably because a fifteen year-old lookalike had just dropped out of the sky in front of him. Danny chuckled nervously.

“Hi Dad,” he said, instantly changing his policy on clones. “Nice to meet you. Please don’t shoot me?”

[jaybirbie]

Demon Twins Au prompt

What if the real reason Damian hated Tim when he arrived at the Manor was because Tim reminded him of his recently(like less than 24 hours before he's left with Bruce), deceased twin.

After a while, Damian grows comfortable with the family, but he still kinda avoids Tim. Tim's attempts to be brotherly seem to make it even worse.

Until one day, Damian gets drugged and mistakes Tim for Danyal.

[ohlooh]

Damian with a bad concussion: Danny? You're back? I a so sorry brother, you would have loved Gotham and Father, even though you can't see the stars. Maybe we can go to the planetarium tomorrow.

Tim, detective mode activated: Of course I came back to you, I am your brother after all. Now tell me everything you remember about me and our childhood.

Damian, now convinced his miraculously revived brother has amnesia: 🥺 You don't remember me?

[bluerosefox]

Twins Danny and Damian but! They both know where the other is (Damian going to Bruce and Danny being sent to the Fentons on a mission at a young age), has kept in touch and all that.

They just...never got around to telling anyone about the other.

That is until Danny comes interrupting Damian on patrol one night in a panic, pushes a bundle into his arms and hurriedly says "Read our texts! It'll explain! I gotta go, got a fruitloop on my tail! Be back when I can!"

And rushes off. When Damian looks down at the bundle in his arm, ignoring the yelling on comms and Nightwing rushing over, he is stunned to see a almost identical face to that of his brother staring back at him, only he can tell its female from the more delicate features.

When he later reads the texts his brother sent during his patrol... well he's tempted to go fruitloop hunting but he has a niece to take of... and inform his father of his granddaughter he's currently holding.

[hdgnj]

Damian isn't explaining this over the coms. No way. So back to the cave it is.

Damian: I will explain when we are in the cave. I have delicate cargo, so I will head back now.

This of course makes the rest go crazy. What does he mean delicate cargo? Who was that voice? What the fuck is going on?!?!

Getting back after patrol to see Damian stood awkwardly holding a baby girl? That looks just like him except the eyes? While Alfred is scolding him? Only Alfred's stare is keeping them from screaming. B has paused, like he has no idea what to do.

Damian: Father, meet your first grand child. My twin left her in my care while he hunts the man who cloned him for sport. My niece is of course, adorable.

Bruce: Twin? Grand child? Clone? What?!?!

[nerdpoe]

Danny's retired. The ghost of a little girl doesn't particularly care about that.

He's in Star City, attending college, trying to keep his shit together after some huge villain attack that almost leveled the city.

And the ghost of a little girl stops him in his tracks.

Normally, ghosts leave him alone. They know when someone's too strong to fuck with, and they know he doesn't want to get involved in hero shit.

The exception being murder victims who want him to help point cops in the direction of their murderers....

...and this one little girl.

She bears the marks of death by collateral, so clearly not a murder victim.

Danny tries to brush past her.

She reappears.

This happens again. And again. And again.

"Look, kid, if I help you then every single ghost is gonna be on my ass for making an exception. You need to move on, for your sake and your family's-"

"My name is Lian Harper," the little girl interrupts, kicking him in the shin, "An' you're gonna help my dad, whether you like it or not."

[justleaveacommentfest]

WE'RE BACK BABEYYYYY!! MARK THOSE CALENDARS AND GET READY TO JUST LEAVE A COMMENT

[summerssixecho]

My sole contribution for today in the @haunting-heroes-creative-games Winter Advent event, for the prompt Workplace Holiday Party 🥳

A meme about Danny phasing through the Watchtower to this scene (similar vibes to another more modern meme)

Thanks to such-expensive-mistakes at the HH DPxDC discord for the panel discovery ^^

[such-expensive-mistakes]

Here's the original panel (from Justice League International) if anyone wants to use it for their own meme or just as a reaction image

In context, it is exactly what it looks like: a party getting interrupted by some alien attackers who didn't realize how many heroes were in the building

[summerssixecho]

My sole contribution for today in the @haunting-heroes-creative-games Winter Advent event, for the prompt Workplace Holiday Party 🥳

A meme about Danny phasing through the Watchtower to this scene (similar vibes to another more modern meme)

Thanks to such-expensive-mistakes at the HH DPxDC discord for the panel discovery ^^

[summerssixecho]

My sole contribution for today in the @haunting-heroes-creative-games Winter Advent event, for the prompt Workplace Holiday Party 🥳

A meme about Danny phasing through the Watchtower to this scene (similar vibes to another more modern meme)

Thanks to such-expensive-mistakes at the HH DPxDC discord for the panel discovery ^^

[such-expensive-mistakes]

halfa!Steph AU (part 1)

I'm still working on the Superpham AU but I couldn't stop thinking about this idea.

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Once upon a time, there was a girl who thought she could be a hero. And then she died. She died slowly and painfully and steeped in guilt over having accidentally set off a gang war that destroyed the city. It's a neat little story about hubris and knowing your place and why Batman is always right.

Except she didn't. Die, that is. She flatlined on the operating table and Leslie faked her death. And when that girl came back, she put on a costume again and became the third Batgirl. It's a heartwarming story about stubbornness and learning to rely on others and proving Batman wrong.

The truth, Stephanie thinks, is somewhere in between.

When she talks about having died, people treat as— not as a joke, the pain is still too raw for that, but as an exaggeration. Dramatic license.

Sometimes Steph thinks that's all it is.  But she feels like she died.  She dreams about it sometimes.  Not just Black Mask, although he does haunt far too many of her dreams, but something else.  Something in-between.

It's probably just the trauma.  That's what Leslie says, when Stephanie finally asks her.

Stephanie doesn't ask Leslie about her newfound strength, or about how sharp her senses have become.  

You can't go through something like Stephanie did and come out unchanged.  That's what Babs says, and she would know.  Steph doesn't think they're thinking about the same kind of changes, though.

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Stephanie lands on a rooftop and looks down at the white van parked below.  It's not a particularly notable vehicle, except for the occupants.  

"What are they doing?" Steph asks.

"I don't know."  Babs sounds frustrated, and no wonder.  There aren't many people who can keep Oracle out of their systems, and Steph wouldn't have judged these guys to be among their ranks.  "I'll keep trying to get through their firewalls, but I'm flying blind here.  Keep an eye on them, but be careful."

"You know me," Steph says.  "Careful is my middle name."

Babs doesn't even bother to muster up a sarcastic response to that, which is how Steph knows she's preoccupied.

These guys have been running all over Gotham for the past few weeks.  They're dressed in immaculate white suits and carrying unfamiliar weapons, and they seem to be taking some kind of readings on unfamiliar instruments.  None of that is a crime, but it's suspicious, and Oracle's inability to find out any more about them is even more suspicious.

And that means they're officially Steph's problem.

The men are doing the same thing they've been doing the last few times Steph has watched them.  It's not particularly exciting.  

"Batgirl," Oracle says.

"Please tell me there's a robbery or something that needs my attention," Steph replies.  "These guys are so boring."

"Sorry.  Do you think you can get one of their gadgets for me?  I want a better look."

"Can do, boss."  

Stephanie carefully climbs down to street level, staying out of sight.  She's gotten a lot sneakier since her not-death.  She tells herself it's all of her training and practice, finally paying off, but regardless of the cause, the guys in white have no chance of spotting her.  

They're standing near the front of the van, arguing about something.

"The apparition was spotted here last night," one says.

"That doesn't mean it's going to return!" another responds. 

Sounds like they're looking for something in particular.  Which Steph and Babs had already guessed, but it's nice to have confirmation.

Steph slips toward the back of the van, which is wide open.  Not smart, especially in Gotham, but she's got a feeling these guys aren't from Gotham.  

The inside of their van reminds her of a sci-fi movie; everything is blindingly white and chrome, with glowing green accents.  And lots and lots of those weapons.  Whoever they are, they clearly have a nice sized budget.

Steph grabs one of the guns and a handheld instrument like the one the guys outside are waving around, but as soon as she does, all the instruments the guys in front of the van are holding start going wild.  

"There it is!" one of them yells.  They all start shooting at her, which is how Steph learns that they're using some kind of fancy laser guns.  Because regular guns just aren't space age enough for these guys.

That's Steph's cue to get out.  She grapples back to the rooftop, just barely avoiding getting hit by the laser guns.

It’s easy enough to lose them from the rooftops.  At Oracle’s direction, she makes her way back to Firewall.  She tugs her mask off and hands the stolen tech over to Babs.

“The’re looking for something,” she says.  “An apparition.”

Babs hums in acknowledgment.  “Hopefully these will have some answers.”  She switches on the— scanner?  Steph’s pretty sure that’s its function, anyway.  It starts beeping wildly.

Steph jumps back, startled.  The beeping stops.

“Well,” Babs says.  “I think we have an idea what they were looking for.”

[such-expensive-mistakes]

I have too many things to write already but now I'm thinking about how funny a fic where Danny is in the JLI would be

If you don't know, the Justice League International is a specific line-up of the Justice League without most of the usual suspects-- Batman is around sometimes, but Martian Manhunter is the leader. It's more of a sitcom than anything else. Anyway, I just think Phantom would be a perfect fit with the rest of those weirdos.

Anyway I'm not writing it because I don't have an actual idea, just vibes, but the vibes would be hilarious

[danny-and-hisshadow]

What kind of sitcom?

[such-expensive-mistakes]

It's like a workplace sitcom! Like Brooklyn 99 if it was about superheroes (and also originally written in the 80s, lol)

I feel like these panels from JLI Annual #2 give an idea of the tone:

Bea trying to leverage superheroics into fame, dragging Tora along with her; Booster Gold and Blue Beetle trying to make a quick buck; Big Barda (and her husband Mister Miracle) trying to host a Totally Normal backyard barbecue... it's shenanigans all the way down. The Joker is in this issue trying to kill them all and gets taken out by stupid pratfalls the entire time. It's great.

The tone got a little more serious later on but it's a fun time! A bit dated (again, 80s) but I enjoy the characters.

And re: the dcxdp crossover, I just think an adult version of Danny would fit right in with these comedic misfits. Like, whoops, one of his rogues showed up and kidnapped us to the ghost zone and now Guy Gardner is trying to fight every ghost he sees and Tora is making friends with the yetis because she's met yetis before and Bea and Ember are teaming up to exploit superpowers for fame, etc, would be a great tonal fit

...ugh I am gonna have to write this eventually

[such-expensive-mistakes]

I have too many things to write already but now I'm thinking about how funny a fic where Danny is in the JLI would be

If you don't know, the Justice League International is a specific line-up of the Justice League without most of the usual suspects-- Batman is around sometimes, but Martian Manhunter is the leader. It's more of a sitcom than anything else. Anyway, I just think Phantom would be a perfect fit with the rest of those weirdos.

Anyway I'm not writing it because I don't have an actual idea, just vibes, but the vibes would be hilarious

[halfagone]

AITA for not wanting to clean my parents' lab?

Danny makes a post on the AITA subreddit asking if he's the one in the wrong for refusing to clean his parents' lab. He makes an offhand comment about his accident that never gets explained. He says the most concerning things about his parents and acts like it's normal behavior for them.

Clark likes to read AITA stories on occasion, just a little self-indulgent gossip. He finds this story and freaks out. He shares it with Ollie, who shares it with Hal and Barry, who shares it with their respective families, which means that Wally hears about it, which mean that Dick hears about it, which means that Bruce hears about it. The People have Concerns.

I originally posted this in the Haunting Heroes discord in September and finally brought it over lol I know more than one person there has taken a look at it and may be posting a fic one day (as am I, to be honest) and I know there's been multiple takes already and would love to hear more >:3

[justafanwarrior]

AITA for not wanting to clean my parents' lab ?

So I (14M) don't want to clean my parents' lab anymore. It's usually a part of my chores, my sister (16F) and I have been cleaning it as a part of our chores since i was about 4 and her 6. Of course at the time we were little kids so we only picked up tools from the floor, cleaned them up a little, threw the wrappings from the snacks our parents eat when they are in a research frenzie etc. You know, small things. And of course as we grew up more chores related to the lab were added, again, normal things like cleaning up the weapons they make, containing any dangerous substances they forgot to quarantine or to put away, filing the scattered blueprints... You get my point.

Except that a few months ago I had a little accident in the lab when I was messing around with some friends - yes not the smartest idea, i know, chill out i'm 14 we do dumb things everyday and clearly i'm still at least half alive lol - and now I'm not really comfortable with going down there.

It's not even mentioning that recently their inventions are often targetting me so even going down would be a bit tricky but not my main point.

Since the accident I often have tremors in my muscles so holding any of their weapons to clean them up could end up badly if my arms spasm at the wrong moment, same for the different radioactive substances they use (I do wear an hazmat suit tho, I was also wearing one at the moment of the accident, but I take protection in a lab seriously).

But also my parents recently signed a new contract with the government and so they have to work even more in the lab and don't have the time to clean it up themselves while my sister helps younger kids with their school work most evenings so I'm the only one left to clean up the lab.

So, Am I The Asshole?

Tl,dr : After an accident in my parents' lab i'm not comfortable with being in one but because of a new contract they have i'm the only one with the time to clean it up.

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SuppaMan2 • 12 hours ago

NTA - You are a minor and absolutely shouldn't be cleaning an active lab or handling dangerous materials. Please call the Justice League America Social Services hotline at +1 (XXX) XXX-XXX.

They won't make you do anything you don't want to do but can discuss your options for keeping you safe.

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FastestManSayWhat • 12 hours ago

NTA - echoing what everyone else said but adding it sounds like you were electrocuted? Around weird chemicals? That's super dangerous! Dude! GTFO!

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FasterManAlive • 12 hours ago

Dude you can't just tell a minor to move out. NTA though.

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TheAllSeeingEye • 12 hours ago

The situation has been resolved and the OP moved to safety. Also NTA.

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[nerdpoe]

Danny stares at Clark Kent, knowing beyond the shadow of a doubt that he just found out Superman's civilian identity.

"...Can I help you?" The Super asks, looking highly uncomfortable.

Danny straightens up, probably also looking highly uncomfortable.

He's always had a feel for souls, since the accident. And Clark Kent's soul? Not human. Take away the glasses and boom-Superman.

And Superman was staring at Danny like he was trying to figure something out.

Fuck.

Play it cool.

"Nope. Not at all. I'm perfectly fine."

Kent raises an eyebrow.

After living with humans for so long, he's got a feel for what normal heartbeats sound like. The kid at the coffee shop does not have a normal heartbeat, but appears fine.

Also, he doesn't smell like a human.

They stare at each other.

"I'm not an alien," the kid blurts, leaning away a little. Ah.

So that's what it was. Another alien just trying to live his life.

"...I'm totally not an alien too. Well uh...have a nice day, kid."

With that, Clark walked out of the coffee shop and made his way to work. It was always nice to see the alien population increase.

@im-totally-not-an-alien-2 your name gave me random inspiration.

[halfagone]

AITA for not wanting to clean my parents' lab?

Danny makes a post on the AITA subreddit asking if he's the one in the wrong for refusing to clean his parents' lab. He makes an offhand comment about his accident that never gets explained. He says the most concerning things about his parents and acts like it's normal behavior for them.

Clark likes to read AITA stories on occasion, just a little self-indulgent gossip. He finds this story and freaks out. He shares it with Ollie, who shares it with Hal and Barry, who shares it with their respective families, which means that Wally hears about it, which mean that Dick hears about it, which means that Bruce hears about it. The People have Concerns.

I originally posted this in the Haunting Heroes discord in September and finally brought it over lol I know more than one person there has taken a look at it and may be posting a fic one day (as am I, to be honest) and I know there's been multiple takes already and would love to hear more >:3

[chromatographic]

The *chaos* this unleashed in the chat though. Literally hundreds of messages in that thread as we all popped off on each other. So tasty.