[that-one-weird-cloud0]

Red Robin *fighting off a demonic possession*:

Danny Phantom: Tim, do I have permission to enter you?

Red Robin *sleep deprived and incredibly out of it* you’re the god of the universe you can do whatever you want

[that-one-weird-cloud0]

Tim: *pulls a Miles Morales* heyyyyyyyy 🥴

[that-one-weird-cloud0]

I have a ghost king headcannon for Danny that he’s not yet old enough to possess ALL of the Ghost King powers, HOWEVER, he CAN do anything once a deal is made. For example:

The Justice League asks Danny to destroy an alien army so earth will be safe:

Danny: cool yea I can totally do that but I’m gonna need you to do something for me in return

JL: huh?

Constantine*immediately catching on: yea sure whaddya want?

Danny: I don’t fucking know a sandwich?

Constantine: done.

*creepy evil green handshake to seal the deal*

JL: 0-o

Danny: *power boost* Sweet!! Welp, off to destroy some spaceships!! Yay space!! :D

[the-autistic-spider]

danny being a wet cat until given the go ahead

[that-one-weird-cloud0]

Danny will also use this method to get out of cult summonings. No I can’t take over the world I’m just a baby I don’t have the power to do that 🥺 *trips on own cape*

[alien-slushie]

Phantom: I have to find Constantine! I'm so worried about him!

Batman: Seriously, what do you see in that guy!

Phantom: He makes me laugh.

[that-one-weird-cloud0]

Danny: *just found out he is a clone of batfam member*

Danny: huh

Batfam: *prepared to welcome and accept him*

Danny: I guess this explains why my clone was so unstable 🤔

Batfam: *holding it’s a boy balloons* your what

[dailycatsblog]

[that-one-weird-cloud0]

I have a ghost king headcannon for Danny that he’s not yet old enough to possess ALL of the Ghost King powers, HOWEVER, he CAN do anything once a deal is made. For example:

The Justice League asks Danny to destroy an alien army so earth will be safe:

Danny: cool yea I can totally do that but I’m gonna need you to do something for me in return

JL: huh?

Constantine*immediately catching on: yea sure whaddya want?

Danny: I don’t fucking know a sandwich?

Constantine: done.

*creepy evil green handshake to seal the deal*

JL: 0-o

Danny: *power boost* Sweet!! Welp, off to destroy some spaceships!! Yay space!! :D

[theladyphantom]

Here’s the vision: Baby Danny Wayne AU

Danny is de-aged to like a baby and Damian Wayne is going into high school or middle school or something like that and Bruce Wayne is going through empty nest syndrome and finds this little baby boy with blue eyes and black hair all dirty and sniffling around Gotham City (bad reveal) and he just kinda snatches him up and is like “mine now”

Since he is getting up there in the years and he actually hasn’t raised a baby before he just tells himself “I’ll just look after him for a bit until i find a nice family for him” and low and behold no family is good enough for his baby and Danny is now Bruce’s

I imagine Bruce going through a little crisis cuz he doesn’t know how to raise a baby and he’s getting older and maybe Danny would be better off with someone else—

—but then baby Danny (he doesn’t like how his new daddy is upset cuz baby ghosties are super sensitive to emotions) puts his little grubby hands on Bruce and nuzzles his little head onto B’s chest and says “Dada!” As his first words and now Bruce has another child

But Danny’s a little baby and Bruce knows babies are just so fragile so low and behold Bruce has become an overprotective, baby-proofing maniac

“This is too sharp, he could cut his little hands!”

“It’s too tall! He could fall down and hit his head!”

“What if he needs me, Alfred? What if the daycare can’t get him to sleep because they don’t do the voices in the books just how he likes it—“

And then Bruce finds out (maybe thru CW?) just what exactly Danny is and his whole situation and now his over protectiveness is up to eleven cuz his baby boy died and his poor baby needed love and those horrible scientists didn’t love him right!

Basically I’m thinking this:

Bruce: *holding up baby Danny* Look at my baby. He’s a little gift from the heavens, an actual miracle, my sweet baby boy—

Random Employee: sir this is a batburger

~~~

*At a Board of directors meeting or smth like that*

Everyone: *arguing*

Baby Danny: weh :(

Bruce: everyone quiet my baby’s upset,

Worker: Mister Wayne, this is a very serious debate—

Bruce: My. Baby. Is. Upset.

Everyone: *silence*

~~~

Bruce: Clark! He’s flying too high! Make him come down!

Clark: Bruce…he’s a centimeter off the ground at most

Bruce: HE’S JUST A BABY, CLARK!

~~~

Danny: *wearing a Batman onesie*

Bruce: *clutching his heart* is this an angel???

~~~

Jason: Danny bit me!

Bruce: he’s teething, jaylad

Jason: he has fangs!

Danny: dada! Num num!

Bruce: you want num nums? Jason, can you just let him—

Jason: IM NOT LETTING HIM BITE ME!

Bruce: He just wants a little nibble of his big brother!

Jason: NO!

[seraphichana]

Just wants a nibble of his big brother- Bruce you are making Batman sound like a cannibal. Or a human eater. This will push your persona back to eldritch horror territory.

On the plus side, yummy fear for the baby to nom.

[theladyphantom]

Danny bites in the same way a puppy play-bites and they don’t know their own strength yet and Bruce is just like “my baby is holding me so this counts as cuddles”

Danny can do no wrong in his eyes and Bruce has def let his baby nom on him just a tiny bit cuz he just loves holding his baby boy

[mkarchin713]

And the Jason sees Danny eat a Batarang and now has a brand new trauma.

Bruce is more concerned about where the Batarang has been and if its sharp edges hurt his precious little guy.

All the while Damian just stands in the background, thankful he was raised by an assassin death cult and not his father.

[decadentsoultheorist]

Damian : "I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm glad Mother raised me alone until I'm old enough to come to Father."

Alfred, suffering slightly because he had to babyproof the entire mansion again: "I can't believe I'm agreeing with you, Master Damian."

[theladyphantom]

Baby Danny vs Justice League Pt. 2

Martian Manhunter: hello, tiny infant

Danny: *pointing at him* G’een!

Martian Manhunter: *uncle mode unlocked* he’s the smartest creature on planet Earth maybe in all the solar systems—

~~~

Green Arrow: why’s he staring at me?

Danny: *just had Robin Hood book read to him by Jason with pictures* hmmmm

~~~

Constantine: alright I’m here what do you need—

Danny: stinky! Stinky man! Ew! Stinky, stinky!

Constantine: *recognizes his aura as the ghost king* …yes, your majesty.

JL: ?????

~ if you’d like to continue/write a fic, please just credit/@ me so I can read it too!!! ~

[alien-slushie]

Jazz @ Danny: Guess who's here.

Danny: My wine supplier?

Jazz: Your boyfriend.

Danny: I don't have a boyfriend, call the police.

Bruce, leaning into the house: Your ex-boyfriend.

Danny: I'II call the police.

[nerdpoe]

John Constantine knows full and damn well that Phantom isn't a thousands year old ghost.

He knows because, in the middle of a fight against a deranged warlock, Phantom let out a small, warbling chirp in response to getting hit.

He'd quickly covered it up, but Constantine knows that that chirp is.

It's the ghost equivalent of a baby cry.

With as uncertain and lost as that one was, it was a ghost newborn cry.

Phantom isn't even ten years old as a ghost. Constantine would ventures to say that he isn't even five.

Worse, no other ghost responded to the chirp.

Phantom is, in ghost terms, an orphan.

Which is what has led to Constantine creating a portal to the Infinite Realms, so he can walk into the Realms Child Ghost Education Resource Center and make sure Phantom gets a good ghostly guardian.

The kid's been through enough, and John's gonna make sure he gets someone good.

[ailithnight]

What if no ghosts respond to Phantom because the cry doesn't register as a cry to them? Because he's a halfa.

Sure, he can make the sound, and it sounds correct to human ears. But the flesh muffles the core resonance that accompanies the sound. Without that core resonance, to other ghosts, it sounds like mimicry.

Maybe it triggers an uncanny valley kind of response, where it sounds like something other trying to lure you in by pretending to be a baby.

And with Halfas being so rare and/or the Realms still in such disarray since Pariah was originally sealed (having lost the centralized knowledge and archives of a unified people as various smaller, independent factions arose in the High King's absence), no one knows about this unfortunate interaction of flesh and core in Halfas. If anyone ever did, that knowledge has long since been lost.

(Consequentially, this would put Vlad in basically the same boat here. No wonder he's so desperate for family. He's abandoned too.)

[post-mortemtopsurgery]

hear me out what if the ghosts that DO hear him make this noise think he’s trying to lure them into a false sense of security (uncanny valley train of thought here) and get mad??

[uniasus]

Mad, or creeped out, cuz they think Danny is a lure for a ghostly angler fish. They all believe they're fighting a part of a larger being that's targeting ghosts near the Amity Portal.

[uniasus]

Still thinking about this concept because i love the idea of both Danny and the ghosts from the Zone fighting to protect their home. Danny thinks the ghosts want to terrorize Amity Park, and the ghosts think Danny wants to consume the ghost neighborhood after being stuck in the human realm for centuries. No wonder he can defeat them all!

Constantine would have an uphill battle proving Danny is young, and not just a young mimic ready to eat someone.

[jaiwritez]

(Some people mentioned why skulker might feen for Danny in the comments because he sounds like an extinct ghost predator who mimics and what happens if Danny’s flesh wasn’t covering his core. So I’m merging them together.)

One day Skulker says he’s going to put a end to the creature that’s been terrorizing the infinite realms by amity park. So he broadcast his hunt across the realms like an episode of river monsters. Even some of Danny’s rogues come to watch from the sidelines. As Skulker chases Danny on one of the more rainforest looking floating islands.

Skulker takes it to far and basically gouges a hole in Danny’s chest somehow. Either with a new weapon or his hands and Danny is on the verge of dying. His core is now exposed as the flesh hurries to regenerate to cover it. However the whole realms is now hearing the frantic, pleas and scared whimpers and cries of a baby. As Danny has tears in his eyes as his struggling to free himself from Skulkers grasp.

Skulker himself his traumatize upon realizing. All this time. He was hunting and hurting a child, a literal baby who was lost and confused and just needed some help. Who’s ignorance on ghost culture and life wasn’t a facade but genuine because he was newly dead. Who’s speed and fighting weren’t predatory instincts but adrenaline induced fight or flight responses to keep him alive from the threat…..them. They were the threat. The ghost child as he called him in disgust and mockery was just that. A child. A infant. A new born. He looked upon the bloody scared face of the kid they knew. The fear the distrust. The panicked wide eyes that had seen too much.

They had made a grave mistake.

HurtPainFear

Was all that was felt across the realms as Danny’s cores screaming resonance was finally covered up by skin once more. Danny freed himself from Skulkers loosened grip and fled the scene.

What had they done?

[raccoonrobyn-imagines]

The first person that Danny went to was John Constantine. He had just been hurt, (It hurt so badly, why don't they listen? He didnt want this, it hurts it hurts it huRTS) and he was crying, the tears of an unknowing plea, for help, for family, for safety being not just rejected, but being shown that all he will get in return is pain... he doesn't think ghosts will let him get close anymore...

He stumbles into Johns chest, shaking and with a mournful baby ghosts cry, he passes out in his "sad trench coat man"s arms.

John has been fighting for Danny to be recognized as a ghost newborn, but has been shoved away with a "You don't understand, Hellblazer. He is not what you think!" Every. Single. Time.

He even tried to track down The Ancient Of Time to get him to help, but when he could barely glimpse the tower in the distance, the young ghost under his arm, he was shoved away by The Observants. He basically begged them to let him see Time, but was refused.

And now... he has a newborn with a huge gash in his chest, the ectoplasm trying to cover his core, still bright green as it desperately tried to heal him. Danny couldn't swallow in this state, so John just poured some healing potions over Dannys chest and prayed that it would work to help his... friend.

That's when John heard his alarms start to blare through The House of Mystery.

Someone was portalling into his home when he was only just starting to try and heal his young... son friend.

That's when he saw them.

Ghosts.

John didnt know if he could kill something already dead and more powerful than him, but he sure as fuck would try if it meant keeping Danny safe.

[ailithnight]

John steps out of the bedroom where he'd laid his the kid down to face the rip slowly tearing into reality. He shuts the door behind him. If necessary, the House should be able to play keep away with the kid. Shifting rooms around is one of it's specialties.

The bright tear gives John a sneaking suspicion of what is on the other side, and gives him plenty of time to ready a spell. He doesn't know if he can beat something already dead and powerful enough to snap his many wards to prevent portaling into the House of Mysteries, but like hell is he gonna let those bastards finish Phantom off without a fight.

The only reason John doesn't immediately try to blast the first thing out of the swirling green vortex to kingdom come is because it's a bag. A big, black leather bag that looks to be bulging with whatever is inside; held aloft by a big white paw. But most importantly, the bag is adorned with some patches, the most prominent of which is a bright green drop inside an ice blue diamond. The Realms' universal symbol for healers. It's not enough for John to completely drop his guard, but it is enough for him to hear out the furry face that follows the bag into his living room.

"I greet you. I am Chief Frostbite of the Far Frozen, foremost healer in all the Realms. There is a gravely injured infant ghost in your care. I come only to provide the medical attention he desperately needs. Will you allow me to attend him?" As he speaks, the hairy beast lowers himself to a kneel. Even bent and bowed, he's taller than John. Which might have been terrifying if he weren't so damn pissed.

"Oh now someone believes me? I spent months trying to convince just one of your lot the kid was a fresh-corpse. And suddenly someone listens, while he's almost ended? Right. Why should I believe a word out of your muzzle, Sasquatch?" John makes no attempt to hide his derision, but the ghost's face shows no sign of offense. Just calm certainty.

"I am a yeti. Chief Frostbite of the Far Frozen, forem-"

"Most healer in all the Realms. Whatever. How do I know you aren't just here to finish what was started? Hell, how do I know you didn't start it yourself?" Still, not a flicker of a flinch.

"I am a healer. It would be a defiance of my own core to do intentional harm to another being, ghost or not. I will swear to this on any oath you deem fit. I will allow myself bound by any magic that would ease you. As long as you will allow me to attend him." The ghost speaks plainly, not a hint of deception. And John is pretty damn good at sniffing out deception.

"Why now? How did you even know to come, and why come now? This isn't the first time the" (his) "kid has been hurt real bad. The worst, sure, but not the first. Where were you those other times? Or when I was searching the whole blasted Realms for just one ghost to listen when I told them Phantom was a baby? How come I've never even heard of you, oh foremost healer in all the Realms."

"I know because his core cried out so loud and so powerful, all the Realms resonated with it. I am uncertain why I would not have heard the cry before. Though even if I had, I would not have been able to come. It is no surprise you did not find me or my people. On the Orders of Pariah Dark — who valued brute strength above all else and viewed healing and those who provided it as lesser — all healers were exiled to the furthest reaches of the habitable Zone. It is only in recent weeks that we have felt that restriction lifted from our cores."

"Why's that? What changed?"

"Pariah Dark was awakened, challenged, and defeated. The Crown must have recognized the Victor and accepted them as the new King."

John isn't one to be swayed by pretty words; but there is something to be said for the yeti's prompt, clear answers and neutral tone easing the worst of his paranoia. Either he's a damn fine liar or he's telling the truth. Still, a small bit of insurance couldn't hurt. Especially not when the beastie offered it.

"Swear it. Swear on your own core, and those of your people, that you will heal Phantom, not hurt him."

"I swear upon my core, and the cores of my people, I will not intentionally harm Phantom and I will do my best to heal him." Smart bastard, shifting the wording just so. But fine.

"Fine, come o-" Before John can even finish the sentence, the ghost yeti is gone. Not even a second later, Phantom's core cries out. John turns and bursts into the room, where Frostbite is already unpacking his bag. A few tools, wrappings, and vials and vials of ectoplasm, various shades and labeled in, definitely not English. Frostbite speaks lowly, comfortingly, to Phantom. Who doesn't even seem to be actually awake. His core must have reacted instinctively to the other ghost's presence. There is also a deep rumble from the yeti's core, which is probably, hopefully doing most of the work of soothing his the unconscious kid.

"Why did you even need my agreement if you could get to him anyway?" For the first time in their entire interaction, Frostbite seems shocked, appalled even by the question.

"I could not exclude you from his care unless you acted directly against his needs! You are his Mother!" For a few seconds, John can only sputter.

"Do I look like a bloody bird to you, mate!?" Frostbite flicks his gaze back to him for half a second, then returns to his task. He has everything out now and begins by pressing some kind of scope to Phantom's still exposed core.

"No, you appear to be a normal human mage." Goddammit. John pinches between his eyes a moment. If he wasn't terrified of what exposing his insides to smoke could do to the kid, he'd so need a cigarette.

"That's not... I meant, do I look like a female to you?"

"No. What does that have to do with anything? Also, what potions have you dumped on him? What were the ingredients? They shouldn't, but it is wise to ensure there will be no unexpected interactions with my ectoplasmic medicines."

"Just a bunch of basic healing potions." John grabs a book with recipes off his shelf. "First bookmark. I keep 'em on hand. And I don't know what things are like wherever yetis come from, but for humans mothers are typically female." Frostbite reads over the page quickly, humming lightly.

"Hmm, linguistic semantics then. Mother is likely the closest English translation matching in both definition and common connotation."

He nods sharply and sets the book aside, returning his attention to Phantom. He starts with pouring a small steady stream of ectoplasm directly onto Phantom's core, which John now sees has a small fissure in it the ectoplasm is flowing in to. The core soaks it in so quickly, not a drop makes it though the hole in his the kid's chest to the sheets below. John is starting to feel awkward just standing there so he grabs a chair in sits by his the kid's side.

"Closest English translation to what?" Just the fresh, concentrated ectoplasm is already helping way more than his potions did. John can tell. Ectoplasmic flesh is already stretching across the chasm in his his his the kid's rib cage.

Frostbite stops pouring the ectoplasm in before it can cover the core. Apparently doc still needs access to it as he reaches for one of his jars of slightly off color ectoplasm, this one tinted with a bright, ice blue. "To how his core calls out to you."

Oh.

Shit.

Does John have a kid now?

Frostbite picks up a small glob.

At least this one is already dead.

Frostbite reaches for the fissure.

How bad could he possibly fuck this up?

The moment the yeti makes contact with his kid's core, Phantom jerks up. Suddenly awake. And screaming.

A farshee wail to put Canary to shame.

But only for half a second, before he collapses back into the bed.

A flash of light.

White hair becomes black.

Pale skin becomes sun-kissed.

A core becomes an erratically beating heart while the, smaller, but still present hole exposing it starts weeping red.

Frostbite looks shocked and uncertain; and John is suddenly aware that he can fuck this up so much worse than he first thought he could.

[somestorythoughts]

#I realized there's been no indication so far the John knows Danny is any less than fully dead and decided to make sure he found out#Frostbite could tell Danny wasn't a normal ghost - but none of the ghosts really know what a halfa is#In fact that term probably doesn't exist in this AU#Instead the might call Danny like Mock or Sham or something IDK#Point is Frostbite knew he wasn't normal but didn't know how abnormal#After all - Frostbite hadn't even met Danny yet#He is very shocked and a bit confounded by this new information about his patient#He'll also be the first to put together that Danny's fleshy bits are muffling the core resonance#But they'll have to finish letting Danny's chest heal over the core first#Also - yes I did invent a unique medical symbol for the Infinite Realms#In an infinite dimension that presumably receives the restless dead of a vast and widely populated universe#There's no reason to assume that other civilizations had the same or even remotely similar symbols to the human ones#Red and hearts don't have the same associations when you have a core and bleed green#And even the plus/cross is - again - not universal#But like the red cross you'd want the symbol to be simple and replicable#Nothing as complicated as a caduceus even if it were universal#So I settled on green drop - ectoplasm - and an ice blue diamond as a kinda tip the hat to the yetis#You may have also noticed the hint of ghost king Danny#My thought is basically that the crown accepting Danny as King is what triggered Skulker to this hunt to begin with#The ghosts were downright terrified of a being they thought was their predator somehow becoming King#They did not expect the Crown to recognize the victory nor Danny as King#Because - crucially - they did not think Danny was actually a ghost#They figured throwing the 'mimic' at Pariah to let it eat him would just cause the crown to fall out of anyone's hand.#Let it fade into obscurity forevermore unclaimed#So when it accepted Danny everyone panicked#And while the broad news of the change in power had reached the Far Frozen - the details had not#Hence why Frostbite didn't know it was the very ghostling he came to treat that did it#He knows now : )#And he has some. Words. for several other ghosts about it#But the injured ghostling comes first

Love the medical symbol and explanation.

This means that Frostbite's arrival is independant of Skulker or any other Rogues. There's trouble incoming!!

Also question. As Danny met any Ancients at this point? I have no freaking clue what canon timeline is, have they met him and do they have thoughts?

[ailithnight]

Whether or not Danny has met any Ancients at this point largely depends on who you consider to be an Ancient. Since Ancients are a fan creation and not canon.

With my tags placing this just after Reign Storm, the ghosts Danny has canonically met at this point are: Lunch Lady, Box Ghost, Dorothea*, Skulker, Technus, Pointdexter, Desiree, Vlad, Dairy King, Walker (and his goons and anyone in the prison at that time), Spectra, Bertrand, Cujo, Klemper, Ember, Fright Knight, Johnny, Kitty, Wulf, Vlad's Ghost Animals, and Youngblood.

*though to him she'll just be the Dragon Ghost Lady for quite some time yet

Reign Storm is actually before TUE, so Danny hasn't even met Clockwork yet. That said, per raccoonrobyn's addition, John did try to take Danny to Clockwork but was denied by the Observants. So technically Danny should also know the Observants here. (Fun fact - if memory serves Danny never actually met any Observants in the show itself. They only interacted directly with Clockwork before and after the events of TUE.) Though whether the Observants are Ancients or a different class all together is, again, dependent on how you classify it.

On the above list, the only one consistently regarded as an Ancient is Fright Knight. Though frankly, you could argue that anyone or even everyone on that list is an Ancient if you wanted. Personally I've got a headcanon I'm found of where Youngblood is the Ancient of Childhood (and possibly the only ghost that recognized Danny as at least a baby if not a baby ghost, and tried to get him to play with them.

All this to say, by how I would generally classify it, Danny would have met 2 Ancients at this point (with the Observants being a kind of governing body but not Ancients). That said, this is a round robin, so anyone is free to work this in any other direction they please.

[di-loves-coffee]

Guys, hear me out. Dead tired. Roommates. Both in university together, not currently dating but everyone assumest they are. Tim’s still Wayne Industries CEO [and the Drake bussiness, but let's be honest he has someone else running that place]

Tim is REALLY bad at taking care of himself or the house because he’s got CEO stuff and also vigilante stuff so Danny picks up what he can around the house.

He cooks meals.

He makes Tim lunch every day.

One day, Tim forgets his lunch

Danny marches into the Wayne Industries building, fresh out of a lab at Gotham U, holding an embarrassingly cute lunchbox.

He shocks the receptionist when he says, “Hi, I’m looking for Tim Drake? He forgot his lunch at home.”

[uniasus]

Tam leans against the door jam to Tim's office. He's on a call, and can't visibly react to her, but he can feel her eyes. Judging. Teasing. Calculating.

He wants to shove his lunch box into a drawer, but the EMEA lead is chatting about the roll out of satellite internet to the region and Tim actually cares about that.

There's a ping from his personal phone. Then another.

Tim risks a look at Tam. She's grinning at him, her phone balanced on her cheek. Oh, she did not.

A third ping.

His phone vibrates from a call. Tim shoves it off his desk, the carpet absorbing the sounds.

The last 10 minutes of the call are agonizing. Tam's still staring at him, ignoring her own work to torture Tim. When they finally finish, Tim slams down his laptop to reduce distractions and looks at her.

"What?"

"A cute boy brought you lunch in a cute space bag and you ate all of it."

"Danny's a good cook."

"He implied you live together."

"We do."

Tam slams her hands on his desk. "Why haven't you told me you have a boyfriend you live with? I thought we were friends, Tim."

"Danny is not my boyfriend, and I have mentioned him. He's my roommate at Gotham U."

"Tim, roommates don't usually make each other lunch and hand delivery it."

"I've good food issues, he's got food issues. This works for both of us." On the floor, his phone vibrates again. "What did you do?"

"Sent a photo of the lunch bag and you eating to Dick."

Okay, could be worse.

"And the photo of Danny from the front desk. He still had his googles from lab around his next. He's perfect for you."

"We're not dating!"

"Yet," Tam calls, already leaving his office. She's texting something. It better not be to Dick.

Tim's phone rings for a third time. He scrambles to pick it up, but it's not Dick calling. It's Danny. He picks it up.

"Hello?"

"Hey! At the store. What do you want for dinner?"

"I'm being teased at work," Tim offers.

"Comfort food it is then. Pizza and beer."

Meal planning is one of those coupley things too, isn't it? And Danny knowing his comfort foods.

Tim looks through his open door, to where Tam is sitting at her desk, frantically texting.

He has a feeling he needs to ask Danny out before someone does it for him.

[southernlass]

Credits to alalaya2 in the comment section:

Tim: my family has informed me that we are Dating and that I have to bring you to Sunday Breakfast.

Danny go with the flow: cool I’ll make fudge

Tim: this is the gang

Danny sees Chaos siblings: I can vibe with this.

Danny sees Bruce: BE GONE SATAN

Batfam: they are the perfect couple 🥰

[dat1angel]

Tim and Danny have been on a few dates at this point. Or at least, Tim would like to think they were dates. He really really likes Danny, and is hoping he's not misreading the signals that tell him Danny feels the same, so he's going to ask Danny if they can be official. A label. Boyfriends.

He was thrilled to see the joy on Danny's face after he asked the question. He wasn't as thrilled to see the hesitation.

"I would love to be your boyfriend Tim, but..." Danny let out a deep sigh, "You see, I have an older brother and he's like, crazy protective of me. If you want to be boyfriends you have to meet him first." Danny was worried, and he made it known in the days leading up to Dante's visit. The man had only ever approved of 2 relationships and even then his partners had to work for it.

They had arranged to meet up with him at a café to do introductions over coffee. Tim tried his best not to be intimidated when Dante entered, sat himself across the table silently, and just stared Tim down. He didn't even dare to breathe until Dante nodded and sat back, finally taking his eyes off Tim and turning his attention to his little brother.

"I like him"

[that-one-weird-cloud0]

Yaaaaaaassss

[that-one-weird-cloud0]

Red Robin *fighting off a demonic possession*:

Danny Phantom: Tim, do I have permission to enter you?

Red Robin *sleep deprived and incredibly out of it* you’re the god of the universe you can do whatever you want

[that-one-weird-cloud0]

Justice League: *meeting Danny for the first time* how old are you again your majesty?

Danny: *feeling mischievous* hmmmm lemme think ……. 10 months! :D

Justice League: huh?

[alien-slushie]

Danny: What I said was; "Did you say 'Lazarus Water?"

Talia: Timothy, I can't understand what your husbands trying to tell me.

Tim: Hey-Look, first of all, thats like way down the line, okay?

Danny: Woah, "down the line"? *hands on his hips*

Tim: Yeah, "down the line"! What? You wanna be them? *motions towards Bruce and Talia*

Danny: We'll talk about this later.

Tim: What do you mean "We'll talk about this later"?!

Danny, gritting his teeth: Not now Tim.o.thy.

Tim: We don't need to "discuss this later" alright? We need to handle the task at hand!

Danny: Timothy Jackson Drake-Wayne.

Tim: Woah!

Danny: You need to star-

Tim: First of all, how dare you use my full government-

Dani and Damian: *burst into the room, running from Dan and Jason, who are covered in fake chicken feathers and sugar free syrup*

[alien-slushie]

Kidnapper: Bruce Wayne?

Bruce: Yes?

Kidnapper: We have your son.

Bruce: *counting his children, and puts his phone on speaker* Uh what?

Kidnapper: The mean sassy one! He called us all fruitloops, he made fun of my tattoos, and he made Dave cry!

Dave: He made fun of my teeth. Its not my fault I can't afford a dentist! Healthcare is expensive!

Danny: Yeah well it smells like you also can't afford toothpaste either!

Dave: *sobs* Stop!

Kidnapper: Please, just come get him! We don't even want money anymore!

Danny: If you don't give them the money they want, at least bring a tube of toothpaste, maybe some toothbrushes, and some mouth wash if possible!

Dave: Pleeeheese take him away!*sobs harder*

Bruce: I'm sorry(?) to tell you, but thats not my son, all my son's are at the table with me.

Kidnapper: So we went through this for nothing?!

Danny: HA! Morons!

Kidnapper: Stop it! Can you take him anyway? Please, we just want him gone!

Bruce: Can't you just untie him and let him go?

Kidnapper: We did! He just sat back down and continued roasting us! And we can't just leave him here!

Danny: *snorts* Yeah, because this is Travis' mom's storage unit. By the way Travis, your mom was hot when she was in her twenties.

Travis: Shut up! And stop looking through my mom's photo albums!

Danny: Dang, your dad was hot too! How can you have two hot parents and still look like Chuck e Cheese got hit by a thirteen wheeler?

Kidnapper: Please? You don't even have to come yourself, just send Batman. Please?

Bruce: I'll...see what I can do?

Kidnapper: Oh thank you! Thank you so much!

Travis: Is he coming to get him?

Kidnapper: No he's sending Batman!

Dave: I don't care if we get beaten up! Anything is better than being tormented by this guy!

Danny: Cool tell Batman to pick me up some Tacos on his way over.

Kidnapper: *hangs up*

Bruce: Tell me I'm not the only one that heard all that.

Steph: *doubled over weezing* Can-Can he keep him?

Jason: *cackling* I'm with Steph on this one!

Dick: I don't know, he sounded super cute.

Tim: So we going to go save them or not?

Bruce: *sighs* Let's go.

Tim: Are we getting him Tacos-

Jason: Hah~ *finally stops laughing* Yes we are getting him Tacos.

[theladyphantom]

Baby Danny Wayne AU Snippets

Baby Danny: *playing with wooden blocks and accidentally gets a splinter*

Danny: *sniffling* Dada—!

Bruce: *bursting down the (unlocked) door* I’m here! Where’s my baby?!?

~~~

Damian: what is this?

Bruce: *holding Danny* Your baby brother,

Damian: I do not accept him

*five minutes later*

Damian: *addressing the entire batfam* I’ve only had Danny for five minutes but if anything happened to him I’d kill everyone in this room and then myself,

~~~

Gotham Elite: so! I hear you adopted another one, Brucie!

Bruce: I have no idea what your talking about

Gotham Elite: oh? I could’ve sworn you had a baby, Danny, wasn’t it?

Bruce: Danny? No, I birthed Danny, he’s my baby boy.

Gotham Elite: …what.

Bruce: my sweet little baby

~~~

Jason: *sitting across from Danny’s high chair* why does he keep staring at me?

Dick: aw, he looks up to you!

Danny: *smiling with his fangs* Nom nom

Jason: *sweating* he’s going to eat me in my sleep I swear to god, Dick—