#kid danny

[crumching]

babysitting yourself or something

(part 2)

[thevoidstaredback]

Part 1

Jason took Danny to his apartment. It wasn't even a question of where the kid was going, but instead a question of how the hell he was going to take care of a child. None of the former rogues he knew had children, and neither did the Outlaws- Except Roy.

Roy had a kid. Lian, right? Maybe he'd be able to offer some tips?

Jason wasn't fond of the idea of asking for help, but he did not want to fuck this up. This kid had just been witness to the death of his sister. There was no way he was going to make life any harder if he could help it.

But that all had to wait. Danny was still crying, though he'd settled a bit, and was still freezing. If he wasn't already aware the kid was a meta, he'd've been worried. As it stood, he was more worried about not being frozen before they made it to the heated apartment.

The motorcycle was a no-go with a child in his arms, so Jason was stuck to walking the block and a half through Crime Alley as Red Hood and carrying a crying child. On one hand, no one would so much as look twice because of his ever growing reputation among the civilians of the Alley. On the other hand, news was certain to get back to the Bats, no matter how many safe guards he had on his, admittedly weak, security system throughout his claimed territory.

Oh, well. Child first, Bats later.

Almost no one was out that night. There was a vibe about Gotham that screamed even more danger to anyone out-and-about if they could help it. The people that couldn't seek refuge inside were hiding away.

Danny, some time between where' he'd appeared and actually getting to the apartment building, had fallen asleep. Tears were still falling, which was a huge concern for several reasons, but he seemed otherwise fine. Jason would still have to check for injuries, but that would wait until the kid woke up.

The building was quiet. The rent was cheap, so every apartment was filled, but the people of the Alley knew how to keep secrets, so he wasn't too worried about this particular safe house.

None of the buildings in Gotham rented out the tops floors, so the entire floor was basically one room. The elevator didn't go up to it, but the staircase did and had a lockable door. This is where Jason made his safe house.

Straight from the staircase door was an empty entryway that lead to the roof access ladder to the right of the door. Passed the trapped door was the entire open floor that had been renovated with the basics any anti-hero could need: a kitchen, a bathroom, two bedrooms, a lab space, and infirmary space, and the rest was an open sitting room. (Of course he'd walled off the bathroom and bedrooms on his own.) All of the windows were covered or blacked out and there was only one door into the floor.

Jason put Danny down on the sofa against the wall. He could see the kid from anywhere in the room, so he wasn't too worried about missing him. There was a slight concern about Danny waking up while he'd stepped away fro a minute, but he knew from experience that crying oneself to sleep was bound to knock him out for a few hours.

Quietly, Jason stepped into his room and stripped himself of his gear. They'd leave for his actual apartment when the kid was more stable and awake.

Part 3

[rose-writes-for-march]

March for More: Are you... stuck?

MASTERPOST

Danny giggles, feeling the sand scrape against his underbelly as he shifts his tail slightly. He’s cramped where he lays under a reef with his fins all bunched up on the rocks. Moving removes only a smidge of his discomfort, but Danny refuses to abandon his spot, not until he’s won his game.

“DANNY!” The yell calls out again, closer than it’s been in hours, and Danny has to cover his mouth when he sees a black and blue tail dart by his hiding spot. “Where are you, little one? It’s late; please come out!”

Danny thinks Dick sounds too worried for what is just a simple game of hide n’ seek. Though, the older mer is always worried over the silliest things. Just remembering how frantically Dick swims after him whenever he gets too far brings another, louder giggle bubbling up his throat.

For his laughter, Danny is met with the black and blue tail just outside the opening. “Danny? Pup, was that you? Are you here?” Dick’s tail jerks and sways wildly as he searches around the coral, trying to find Danny’s spot. Danny forgets everything about being quiet to laugh after the third time he sees Dick swim by without seeing him. “Danny, this isn’t funny! Please, we have to go!”

Danny still laughs, but he slides every so slightly forward, wincing as his tail catches on the rocks above. “You’re so silly! I’m right here, see?” He sticks his hand out right as Dick passes by, waving it with a giggle.

“Oh, Pup, there you are! You had me worried sick, do you even know how long its been? You missed lunch and everyone has been searching for hours! How did you even get out this far…” Dick grumbles and whines, tail flicking in idle worry as he peers into the hiding spot. The older mer's eyes scan over him and the crawlspace Danny has squeezed himself into, pausing as he sees the predicament Danny has found himself in. “Are you… stuck?”

Danny chuffs, “Of course not! I could’ve left at any point.”

“Uh-huh. Right, okay—prove it.”

Danny glares at Dick’s self-assured grin and twitches his tail, pressing his hands against the ground to drag himself forward. “Ouch!” He hisses, relaxing his body to stop the pain in his back. Looking back, he can see a sharp protrusion of rock pressed into his back and wrapped in his fin from all his shuffling, the same as it had been for the last few hours.

He can feel the echoing whine build in his throat and the answering coo from Dick. “Oh, little pup, its okay. Let me help.” He reaches in and Danny ducks his head as Dick gently untangles his fin with gentle, precise claws. “You’ve got to be more careful, Danny. Your fins are still growing, you need to be gentle with them or you won’t be able to swim with all the big mers one day.”

“I know…” he pouts, cooing softly as Dick easily slides him out of his hiding spot. “But—But I was being chased, I didn't know what else to do…”

“Chased? That damn shark that's been stealing our fish, right?" The mer churrs deeply, an annoyed frown pulling at his lips, "I’ll tell Bruce to deal with it, though maybe Jason would be better…” Dick hums and haws as he holds Danny loosely to his underbelly, swimming steadily forward.

Danny knows they’re heading back to the den, can smell his pod as they get closer and can practically hear their admonishing churrs and relieved coos that are soon to come. The pup lets his eyes close, tired from the long day of playing. “You’ve gotta stay awake, puppy. You still need to eat, remember?” Dick reminds with a fond huff of laughter, running his claws through Danny’s hair.

Danny gives a purr and then a soft and slow whine as he leans into the familiar sensation. “Oh, whatever," Dick hums. "Sleep, I’ll wake you up once we’re home.” The pup purrs louder as sleep settles in, hiding his satisfied grin—works every time.

[missingskelly-ghost]

Here’s a WIP of the Little Mad scientist Danny aka Dr. Ecto context is he’s taking the hall of Justice as a Knick knack for visiting Washington D.C

[poutinesandwich]

LOOKING FOR A FIC

I’m not sure if it was the author deleted it or not but I’m positive I seen something like this on AO3 before

- Tim successfully makes a clone child out of his and Kons DNA when Kons still dead

- Danny is that child (not sure what the exact reason for him being in the clone body it could be vaca or bad ending)

- Omegaverse (I think Tim’s an omega)?

- Tim is held hostage for a few years by Ras

- No one knows Tim was with Ras or has a kid they thought he left the vigilante life behind while Bruce was lost in the time stream (he was rescued I think)

- is based of the movie Room from 2015

[kitten1060]

need help finding a fic

it was dpxdc, and clockwork had sent and de-aged both danny and jazz to Gotham, but Jazz had been sent back further than danny had. She also met poison ivy and then the rest of The Sirens she also had a thermos with cujo in it and let him out with instructions to find danny,

one of the scenes I can remember most was danny and cujo at a park in Crime Alley playing fetch and scarring the absolute crap out of Jason due to cujo being in his big form

Oh, the author made a Spotify Playlist and put a link to it in the authors note

[elizabethemerald]

Don't Sneak up on People with Swords

@im-totally-not-an-alien-2 made a prompt about Danny sneaking up on Jason Todd and @sky00asara made a comment in the tags about what would happen if Danny did that to Talia. So here is my version of that! Enjoy.

Talia al Ghul watched her beloved from afar. He was out, again patrolling his city for those he considered wrong doers. Her son was by his side. She scowled at how Damian’s fighting style had changed, softened in the company of her beloved. Despite her love for the man under the cowl, he had a tremendous ability to take even the most ruthless of killers and change them to spare the undeserving. He had even tried it with her. 

She was hidden on the roof of an abandoned tower nearby. The tower had succumbed to fire and was now condemned until the city got around to destroying it properly. For now it made the perfect place for her to observe her beloved and her son work undisturbed. 

“Excuse me?” 

Talia whirled, drawing her blade as she spun. Her blade moved fast enough to almost cut the air itself yet the small shape ducked under her stroke and back-pedaled quickly to move out her range. 

“Jeez! Why is everyone in this city so jumpy!” 

The voice more than anything made her realize that the person who had somehow snuck close enough was an actual child. Their black hair and blue eyes made her wonder if this was another of her beloved’s adoptees. Except surely this boy was too young to catch Bruce’s eye? 

“Well maybe you should not sneak up on people?” Talia hissed, her voice soft yet stern. To say nothing of how a child who couldn’t be older than five had snuck up on her at all. 

“Well maybe you shouldn’t brood on the roof of my home!” The child snarked back, just like one of the Bat’s brood would, completely unafraid of the blade still in her hand. Talia raised an eyebrow at him then looked around at the burnt skeleton of the building they were standing on. 

“This building is not fit for human occupation.”

“Neither was the last place I lived.” He said dismissively. “This place hasn’t even killed me yet, so it’s practically a paradise.” 

She was tempted to take the child’s words as sarcasm, yet something in the way he spoke made her think he meant it more truthfully. 

“You’ve died before?” Talia asked. She relaxed her hold on her blade, allowing it to rest at her side. 

“Oh yeah, I die all the time.” He said, then he looked at her curiously tilting his head first one way, then another. “You’ve died too, huh?” 

She nodded, now examining him closely, looking for the signs she would recognize. She could see the hint of a scar on the boy’s palm that might have caused a death. 

“What is it with this town that so many people have died and come back?” The boy asked, apparently rhetorically as he didn’t let her answer. “First the stabby Robin, then the stabby Batgirl, then Batman, and even Red Hood. It’s like everyone I run into is contaminated.” 

Talia’s eyes widened. 

“You can sense those who have utilized the Lazarus Pits?” She would have to inform her father about this child. He could put the entire League of Assassins at risk. The child before her just shrugged. 

“I have no idea what that is. Red Hood mentioned some kind of pit as well, but I’ve never seen anything like that. I just know y’all are contaminated with ectoplasm, though not enough to make a core.” 

“What is this… ectoplasm?” Another name for the Lazarus Waters? Had there perhaps been a Pit outside of League control? In the midwest somewhere based on the boy’s accent. 

“Oh it’s this stuff.” He held his hand out and Talia couldn’t help keep her expression of shock withdrawn despite all her training as his hand filled with the glowing green light of the Pits. He held the Pit Water in his hand then tossed the glowing orb to his other hand in a half juggle as if he weren’t carrying the League's greatest secret and weapon. 

Nevermind telling her father about this child, he could never learn of him. If Ras had the power this child had under his control the world would never survive. There was only one option. She needed to train this child to wield this strength. With the stealth he displayed in sneaking up on her and his power over the Pits themselves he could make an assassin like the world had never seen. He could be the next Head of the Demon under her guidance. She knelt down to the boy’s level, slipping her sword back away as she did so. 

“Tell me, young one. Are you living in this death trap of a building all by yourself?” 

“Yeah, but don’t worry, I’ve got it taken care of. I know I’m little, but that just means people are less likely to notice me. I’m able to steal all the food I need from that big box store down the street.” 

“Oh of that I have no doubt. My name is Talia al Ghul. What’s yours?” 

“Hmm. I’m Danny.” The boy seemed hesitant to trust her, which to be perfectly honest was probably a very smart thing to do, but at least she had a name for this gift of Lazarus. 

“Danny, how would you like to come live with me? You won’t have to steal any more, or worry about food ever again, and I could train you how to fight even better than the Bats.” 

He narrowed his eyes at her, looking her over closely. 

“Would I get a sword?” 

“If a sword is what you want, then once you were trained in its use I would acquire one for you.”

Danny looked like he was about to nod, but then he froze, his head tilting to the side as if he was listening to something. His eyes widened and Talia tensed. 

“Uh-oh. Fruit Loop incoming. I gotta go.” 

Talia half turned as she heard the sound of one of her beloved’s grappling lines catching on the building’s edge. By the time she had turned back to face him, Danny had completely vanished. She hadn’t even heard him leave. She stood and scowled as her beloved landed on the rooftop next to her. 

“Talia.” He grunted at her, glaring all the while. 

“Beloved. Must you ruin every nice thing in my life?” Talia snarled back. The boy, Danny, had the gift of Lazarus at his beck and call and Batman had scared him off. 

Bruce looked momentarily stunned at her fury, but quickly hid it behind his mask. However Talia couldn’t care less about her beloved right now. She just needed to lose him so she could return to find the boy. The boy who would change the world with his power. 

[blueknightdg]

Some extra bits! @starwrighter Danny without Damian and the background itself :3