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flamingpudding · 5 months
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*hisssss* My comfort human!
Nightwing stared, he turned his head staring at Zatanna in a way that clearly spelled the question: Are you seeing what I am seeing?
Zatanna only gave him a shrug with a smile before focusing back on the meeting, leaving Nightwing to turn back and stare. He wasn't the only hero in the room with that reaction. There were a couple others too that reacted similarly. Only Batman appeared to be able to hold his pokerface.
Right before them was Constantine trying to explain to them all how their goverment basically fucked them over, while a 'ghost' teen was clinging to the man's shoulders glaring and hissing at them all. Worst of all Constantine was acting like the kid wasn't even there. Like there was no a white haired, black and white dressed teen hugging the man around his shoulders while glaring at them with glowing Lazarus green eyes.
"Uhm John? What's with the kid?" Green Lantern finally asked interrupting another one of the magicans rants about how screwed they were to which the Brite only glared at the hero.
"Ignore him."
"But..."
"IGNORE him."
"Maybe we should remove the child from this meeting before we continue?" Superman offered good naturally and Constantine looked pretty much done with them all, Nightwing noted. The blond waved with his hand as if telling them to 'go on try it'.
The heroes exchanged glances. Before Superman moved forward reaching out to remove the teen....
...and promptly got bitten. Nightwings eyes widened as he noticed the teen actually broke kryptonian skin!
The teen then proceeded to hiss at them while clutching onto Constantine protectively. The magican only let out a suffering sigh and muttered something about never touching a core again.
"My comfort human! Get your own!"
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DPXDC prompt: Dead on main. No trick only treat.
~~Сhildhood friends and deals~~
The Justice League has to summon a ghost from another dimension to address the threat. They don’t know what price the Ghost King will take but there’s little time to bargain. Another spirit threatening them has already seized all the computers on their base. John doesn’t know what else to offer. A summoned ghost starts to look bored. Gold, jewelry? A favor from a member of the League? Like the Ruler of All Dead needs it. No one dares to make another offer, and the King is in no hurry to set out his demands. Maybe try to pull off a soul sale scam?
Suddenly, Red Hood breaks into the hall, walks up to Phantom and shakes his shoulder vigorously. Red Hood: You, get Technus out of here right now. I need access to the files and fast. Phantom: That’s rude, dude. Where did you grow up? in the cave? No "hello, no how are you, Danny", really? Red Hood: I’ll pay the usual price. Phantom: Deal.
What is the price? John sees Batman and gets in his way. The usual price, his guy said. Means Jay was already out of the deal alive and well. This hyperprotective bat would only piss off the ruler if he interfered.
The King quickly deals with his subordinate using a thermos and remains to watch working Hood. Red Hood: What do you want? I’m busy. Danny: You and I have a contract~ Red Hood: All right, all right. Jay throws M&Ms right in the face of the ghost. But king doesn’t look angry. He opens the package and starts sorting the candies by color. Phantom quickly eats up all the green ones and passes the red ones to Hood. Jason takes them without any questions.
Strange. John has never seen a summoned creature share its reward with a human. And the son of a bat looks too comfortable with it. Wait, since when do super-powered beings think that candy is a decent wage?John makes one of the most likely deductions using his experience. Constantine: Batsy, how long has your son been sleeping with the King of Ghosts? Batman: He…what?!
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Dick *knocking at the door*: Little Wing, you hate ectoplasm and everything what is neon green, so why? He’s dangerous! Jason who turned on the music to not listen to his crazy family: ~He’s poison but tasty~
Dick: NoOOoo
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Jason: And now everyone thinks that I sold my virginity to you for a bargain or something, because interdimensional creatures like you aren’t supposed to help for nothing. Like you’re playing favorites. I’m gonna fucking kill John. Danny: Well, I wouldn’t say no to that. Jason: What? Danny: I mean, to k-kill John, yeah. How dare he.. Jason: Omg, you’re still so terrible liar, Fenton.
Danny: Sorry :(
Jason: No. Say it again.
~~~~Twelve years ago~~~~ Maddie wasn’t thrilled to learn that Danny was trying to make friends with Todd’s son. Their neighbor was terrible. And his son was definitely a street rat and probably a juvenile delinquent. Maddie: Danny, honey, there’s got to be a reason this boy is talking to you. Even kids from the crime alley are always looking for a bargain they can make or a fool they can fool. Danny: But Jason is so cool! He knows so much about books and alleys and.. Maddie: But you don’t want to be a fool, do you? Danny: Okay, Mom, I get it.
So, if Danny wants a cool friend, he’s got to offer a bargain.
He didn’t have a lot of pocket money for every month but Jason needed it more anyway. And his lunch that Jack was picking for him was big enough for two and only bitten on Tuesdays. Nice. Jason: Do I understand correctly? You will pay me and give me food, and I, what? Protect you from bullies? Danny: No! I’m not weak, I don’t need to be protected. Just..maybe we could sit together at lunch and walk each other home sometimes? Jason: Nay Danny: But why? You want something else? Jason: Money’s fine but your homemade food is…strange. Danny: I can bring sweets if you want. Jason: Deal. 3 pop tarts for a joint lunch, a party size bag of M&Ms if you waste my time out of school.
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Sometimes they share sweets when they hang out but more often Jayson takes them home to save in case his parents have money problems. Sweets have a long shelf life stored and he may not be afraid to poison himself. Over time, candy becomes their currency and a secret language for all occasions. Need help without unnecessary questions? M&Ms. Problems with learning? Skittles. The question is about family? Snickers. There will be a serious conversation? Pop Tarts.
Jason: One snickers and a pack of gum. Danny: Yeah, Jason? What do you want? Jason: My mom wants to meet my friend. Come to lunch on Sunday. Danny: Okay, you managed to pay for my expensive services. Jason:…and you just lost the gum from the deal.
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Jason threw a package at Danny: Three pop tarts. We need to talk. Danny: All right? Jason: Why are you avoiding me all week?! Danny: Well, it’s just..you’re Wayne now. Jason. Still Todd. And what about that? Danny: You can hang out with the cooler guys now, I didn’t want to embarrass you. Jason: Bullshit! I’m still the street rat, and you’re trying to avoid our contract. me. And I don’t even need money from you anymore. What the hell? I thought you are my friend. Danny: And I am!
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Robin: What’s a schoolboy doing in an alley at night? Danny: Um, I…nothing? Don’t tell my parents, Mr. Robin sir. Robin: It will cost you so many Chunky Bars, you have no idea. Danny:...Jason? Jason: N-no. Danny: Damn yes. What are you doing in green shorts on the street at night?! Jason: Cosplay. Danny: Oh yeah? Then I’m just your hallucination. Don’t hesitate to ghost me. I’m going home, Disgrace In Pixie Boots, bye. Jason: fu%&c$#u
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layyeschips · 1 year
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Patron Ghost King AU #2
A sort of continuation to this
"hey bats, I think your kid's broken" "hn" "what's green flavour?" "what's a poptart?" "dude you don't know what a poptart is?!?!?"
Tim couldn't be bothered to figure what came from who, not when he's just trying to block out the unnecessarily bright lights of the watchtower. So he did the thing that any other self respecting tired student™️ would do, which is tossing the spare oreo he had in his suit pocket onto the hastily drawn summoning circle that one John Constantine brought with him on a piece of paper.
Now the last thing the League was expecting to happen was the lights dimming and green smoke coming from the printer paper that John took from who knows where.
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Danny doesn't usually do this much paperwork in one sitting but someone just left a full mug of coffee on his shrine in hopes of being able to finish their assignment on time so he might as well finish the small pile he has on his desk. Ever since he accidentally gained a following he could taste the offerings and even feel the strong emotions from each one of them. It's not a really a big deal, pushing waves of calm/relax/focus doesn't take much energy and the offerings are nice too. So when he felt the pull of a summoning followed by drowsiness, exhaustion and the familiar taste of a stale oreo, who was he to reject the call of one of his favourite humans?
First of all, kind of rude to be summoning your patron by using such a small summoning circle but he'll cut the poor student some slack. Secondly, bright lights were definitely no good for this sleep deprived human, he'd probably be more comfortable if Danny turns it down a bit. The room full of heroes and magic users were unexpected but, hoLY- IS HE IN SPACE????? Did he say one of his favourites? He meant his number 1 favourite.
Sorry this was a bit short but feel free to write down/comment your own additions to this au. I also don't mind if anyone wants to write their own fic based on this but do tag me if you do!
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nelkcats · 1 year
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And they were roommates
After years of living on his own in the Infinite Realms, something strange began to happen to the retired hero. Every time Danny closed his eyes to sleep, a life that was not his own played in his head. And he began to see memories of someone who had passed away, from his birth to his death. That would be fine if he didn't remember the dreams in such detail.
Unfortunately when the first dream kept repeating itself continuously, and Danny investigated, he discovered that it was not a normal nightmare and was the life of someone real. Someone who wanted a closure.
Every time he woke up, he found himself feeling the same as in the dream. Which led him to do a couple of things: yell at Nocturne (who strangely had nothing to do with it), annoy Clockwork (who was definitely involved), and solve crimes that had been deemed "impossible", and bring them to an appropriate end.
The police were extremely confused when a note from "Sleepy King" was next to the evidence of a cold case. The truth is that Danny wanted to sleep, and the souls were extremely insistent about their 'unfinished business' that came to haunt him in his sleep.
Every time he cracked a case he earned a few hours of uninterrupted sleep or downright disturbing memories, but that wasn't enough. Unfortunately, it seemed that solving the cases was only attracting more souls, and he was starting to regret wanting to help. He had ended his life as a hero for a reason.
Usually his notes to the police would say something along the lines of "I'm doing this for me, not for you, good night" or some similar nonsense. The halfa was tired, very very tired, dreaming with memories wasn't fun or pretty, it was exhausting, the deaths made his skin crawl and his insomnia worse. He didn't want to relive the deaths of anyone else, but he had no way to scare away the souls.
When Martha Wayne showed up in his dreams showing him about a "court of owls" Danny made up his mind. This had to stop. He had been a hero but he retired. And it wasn't that he hated the souls, he just wanted to sleep, the mental exhaustion was too much.
So he did the stupidest thing possible: he hired Constantine (pretending to be a fairly normal human client, getting his attention after offering a lot of alcohol and some useless books from the Realms as payment) to make him a dream catcher or some wizard thing. All he wanted was something to help him sleep.
Constantine couldn't do that of course. The hellbazer was disturbed by the man with more than three hundred avenging spirits swarming. That was fucked up. So he offered him the only solution he could think of: inviting him to sleep at his house. A place where spirits could not pass without permission. It wasn't a permanent fix, but it would work for a while.
John had no idea why he was doing so much for a client (inviting him to his house? bold move), but the man looked so desperate, and he was fucking cute. If he could get an adventure or two out of it he wouldn't complain.
Constantine's guest bed felt like heaven to the halfa, despite being almost destroyed. Danny repeatedly thanked, and before they both knew it: they were roomies, lived in the same place, took turns cooking or cleaning, etc. They grew comfortable with each other to the point that Danny answered Justice League Dark's calls on a few occasions.
And well, if Constantine stopped rushing to find a long-term solution that was his business, and his alone, okay? Zatanna's comment asking when he got married was fucking out of place.
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radiance1 · 6 months
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Danny is the eternal prince of the ghost zone, able to turn into a massive eastern dragon and his raw power is unmatched, only surpassed by those like the Ghost King.
He... needs a favor.
From Vlad.
They're relationship is... testy, at best. They aren't trying to kill each other, and Vlad stopped all of his attempts to get with his mom and make him his son when he got together with some warlock, but it also doesn't take much for them to go into an all out brawl.
The Prince and the Duke doesn't have the best relationship, but the prince needs a favor, and the duke is the only one who could probably pull it off.
So, he goes over to Vlad, not in dragon form (still a dragonish human form though) to nonverbally say he's not looking for a fight. Vlad's domain isn't exactly the most comfortable, intense heat and whatnot, but he'll live.
All he asks of Vlad, is that he lets him access his little warlock for a while.
Vlad, understandably, is not exactly keen on this.
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There was an eastern dragon in the meeting room.
Somehow managing to bypass all of their security, who knows how long it's been squatting in the meeting room. But the Justice League was only aware of this now.
The eastern dragon was patiently waiting for one of them to step in the room, which only happened because they had to debrief a mission. It didn't seem to be looking for a fight, because if it was it was, it probably wouldn't be sitting around to plainly.
Then, it greeted them, shifting its form from that of a dragon to a more humanish form, still with some draconic features. He introduced himself as Phantom, Prince of the Infinite Realms.
Told them that he was looking for one of their members, for a request that only one such as him could take.
Who did he ask for?
John Constantine.
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evilminji · 6 months
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I just remeber a post from a while back ( >.>)
Remember the Dairy King? Ghosts that STAY for one reason or another, instead of moving on? I made a prompt about HAUNTS, but?
What of Haunted Houses? Haunted by what? Themselves. Their People are gone. They lay abandoned. Dead homes. Limnal places. Haunted and alive.
And yes, some of them are angry. Who wouldn't be? They did nothing wrong! Their People are gone, the world strange, and they have known nothing but neglect and suffering. They of course lash out.
Maybe they saw horrors, inside their walls. Abuse they could not stop. Death they could not prevent. Humans are terrible things to them. Painful. Ugly.
But there are also those, we must imagine, who are DESPERATE. Clinging. Covetous. Trapping any unfortunate enough to stumble into them, because they can not bear to be alone again. Ugly cycles of suffering and need.
Not all, of course. There are houses you would never know were Haunted. So comfortable and warm, they just feel like a hug. Blankets ready just where you need them, tables always set for just as many as arrive. If they have gardens, they can even feed you!
The problem? For there always IS some sort of concern.
You can't just... let ANYONE live in these Houses. These manors and castles, huts and homes. In the same way you can't let just ANYONE keep a disable eagle or tiger. And even beyond that? Guess who's voice is still cracking, just got a crown that doesn't fit, and needs to CHECK on these homes?
Because unlike other Ghosts? Most of these ones? Can't run away. They exsist where they exsist. Many in need of careful, patient, therapy and socialization. They're scared. People keep trying to EXSORSIZE them.
It hurts.
They don't understand why people are hurting them.
Why they are punching HOLES in their walls to "renovate" them instead of asking for things.
It HURTS.
And? If we want to do a cross over? I bet you two coffee and a doughnut, Danny meets Constantine and the Bats at one such house, in old Gotham. Where the last of one branch died and when then greedy mofo OTHER branch tried to turn their stately home into a McMansion? They nearly died.
Which, to be fair. Great Aunt Agatha DID warn them. "Leave the house be. She's a good girl."
But of course, things escalate. Building crews are lied too, nearly die. Batman gets involved. Breaks a rib. Now Constantine is staring down a Haunted House, who is very scared and just wants the bad men to go away. Wants her Aggy back.
And all DANNY sees is the equivalent of a terrified cat, cornered by a group of thugs, who is puffed up desperately to make themselves seem Scary(tm), all while those same group of thugs level WEAPONS at that poor creature.
Ghost king FROM THE HIGH BAR! With the FULL BODY FLYING TACKLE!!!
You get away from THAT HOUSE, you magical BASTAAAAARD! *SLAM*
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DP X DC WRITING PROMPT #13
(I've been kicking this idea around for a while, so here's this.)
Mistaken Species
Phantom gets mistaken for a greater ice demon by a wannabe wizard going on a "gotta catch'em all" spree, and is subsequently sealed inside said wizard's book of magic as a potential binding summons/familiar. Danny goes missing for months? Years? Regardless of how long, somehow, someway, the book falls into Constantine's hands --He probably stole it in a game of poker. Yes, stole.-- then he pretty much just stashes it in the House of Mystery for safekeeping like all the other magic items that have been confiscated by the JLD.
It isn't until a world ending heat related threat appears, that he excavates the book and proceeds to make a familiar's contract with what he thinks is a powerful ice demon. What he gets instead is a very confused, very scared, and very exhausted Danny. Unfortunately for both of them, the familiar's contract still binds despite Danny being the wrong species of supernatural creature it was intended for. They are now stuck with each other for an indefinite amount of time.
Luckily, on the other hand, Phantom is still suited to handling the task he was summoned for and whoops ass and saves the day with his ice powers in little to no time at all. The Justice League are shocked by how quickly and efficiently the kid handled everything where they struggled in comparison.
Constantine has to explain the mix up to both the Justice League and to Danny--hes still very confused, not so much scared, and very tired--and how this ghost child is now stuck being around Constantine, and subsequently the Justice League Dark/Justice League whenever he's called in to help.
Shenanigans ensue as well as the majority of the JL trying to make his stay as comfortable as possible. Danny keeps dropping info bombs on how screwed up his human/hero life and his relationship with his parents is, and eventually help him contact his friends and sister, who have been worried sick about him over the years he'd been missing.
This is how the Justice League learn about what a dead zone (ha) Amity Park is and then step up to handle situation with the guidance of Phantom himself.
Notes:
The amount of time Danny's been missing, as well as the guidelines of the familiar/summons contract are up to you to decide!
(Do I use Constantine too much for these prompts? He just fits so well in so many different au scenarios, it's kinda hard not to keep throwing him into the story.)
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bongo-clash · 2 years
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Peacock Au Part 2
Okay so!!! Part two of this post about the DPxDC eldritch Danny fic that I'm now calling the peacock au lmao!!!!
(Chapter two of the fic under the cut) (Edit: You can now find part 3 Here!!!)
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When the feeling of being just slightly dispersed settles onto the outer layer of his skin while he’s lying in bed, Danny knows what’s about to happen.
The thing is, he’s in his pyjamas. Sure, he could just stay in his human form for the summoning- because he’s done it before and it went fine- but he never knows who it’s going to be, and being spirited away to some college students’ dorm in his pyjamas is embarrassing. And sure, having something appear in the circle in the first place is probably enough that they’re not paying attention to what he’s wearing either way, but he refuses to bank on that. So, with a sigh, he allows himself the transformation, his human appearance falling easily away. 
It always feels more natural to be a ghost during rituals, probably because they’re summoning a ghost and not a human, but still, it’s different. He feels that little bit looser, maybe even a little more himself, though he guesses being a bit more glow-y is just nice generally, and the space decals that tend pop up as part of his whole light-show-summons are a homely touch. On the other hand, it does make it harder to take stock of his surroundings when he finally fades into view wherever he is. He can make out vague grey walls and floors, but that’s about it. 
Well, that and the man in front of him. Blond, taller than him if he wasn’t in the air, somewhere past his forties, wearing a beige trenchcoat and looking oddly terrified. Danny can see his hands shaking just a little. Does he know this guy from somewhere?
“Uh, dude?” Danny calls, going for something light. It’s annoying being dragged from the comfort of his own home, definitely, but this guy doesn’t look like some cult member, and if he’s alone and this scared it might mean he really needs the help. Danny can sympathise with doing stupid things in stupid situations. “You good? You’re not looking too hot there.”
He knows he’s using ghost speak, but it feels weird to use English in a summoning like this, and fortunately, Danny spies a translation sigil wrapped around the inner centre of the circle, so he knows it should be translating right back to the guy in front of him. Very handy for language barriers, he’ll admit- and it’s working, too, if the reply is any indication. 
“I was told you could- you could help with the pits?”
His voice is gravelly, and he can’t tell if it’s because he’s nervous, doesn’t speak much, a smoker, or all three. Either way, probably not Danny’s business, and right now he’s just curious about what the man’s talking about. “Pits? That’s kinda vague, man. What pits?”
“The Lazarus pits to, uh, to be specific. There’s a huge one cropping up under Gotham that’s not supposed to be there, and the local- I mean, the locals are getting antsy about it. I… heard you could take care of ‘em.”
Lazarus Pits. He’s heard of those, Clockwork’s mentioned them a couple of times. They’re natural portals that open when enough energy is built up, and end up stabilising into the ground instead of collapsing to help seep ambient ectoplasm into the air. They don’t work as actual portals after that, but it’s vital to keep at least a few around no matter how corrupted they can get through human interference, because it keeps the balance of both realms steady. Having too many around isn’t a good thing, though, and especially not in populated areas. It can cause ecto-contamination, which is a lot more dangerous when you haven’t been around it since birth (or if you aren’t from Amity). 
Speaking of which, it certainly is stinking up the place, now that he’s aware of it. Or maybe that’s just Gotham, he’s heard a lot about-
Hang on. Gotham. Weird potentially magic dude. He knew he recognised him! That’s John Constantine! Danny’s heard of John Constantine! Sam’s got her fingers in enough credible occult spaces that they’re at least vaguely aware of some of his endeavours, but if he’s in Gotham then that probably means he’s doing something for the Batman and, wow, Danny totally would’ve tried to go more professional for this if he knew this was going to be his first encounter with the Justice League,of all things. 
Well, he guesses it’s too late now. At least the guy’s not being too weird about it or anything. “Man, yeah, I’ve totally got the smell stuck up my nose now that you mention it. Do you get that as well? Since, y’know, you’ve probably dealt with a couple ghosts.”
“Uh… no, I don’t think so. But can you fix it?”
Dang, the guy seems stressed about this. Maybe he just doesn’t like being in Gotham territory? He’s pretty sure he’s heard of Batman having a thing about magic. “Sure I can.”
“…Will you fix it?”
Danny figures that if they already know about his status through his Zone maintenance duties, and he’s going to be helping the Justice League, he might as well show off a little bit. Assenting with a hum and trying not to grin, he puts his hands to the floor, and lets his ectoplasm reach out to the source of the smell, sending a flash of light across the ground as it goes through. When it twinges back a response, he closes his eyes, and his energy curls around it, threading through like needles to seams, and pushes it shut with a gentle nudge. Luckily, it hadn’t been around for too long- barely fully formed and not even corrupted by human contact yet- it would’ve be a lot more difficult if it had. 
He lets his hands rise up again after a long moment, looking to Constantine for a reaction. He can’t quite gauge what the man is thinking. “Alrighty, that should’ve done it.”
“Uh… cheers?”
He’s about to say something along the lines of ‘no problem’ or ‘you’re welcome’, but then he remembers he should probably warn him about the aftermath so he doesn’t freak. “The pit shouldn’t come back again, but just as like, a PSA: you might see more shades than usual hovering around for the next while. It shouldn’t be too big a deal so long as you leave ‘em alone, though, so don’t worry about it.”
For all that Danny’s trying to be considerate here, Constantine doesn’t look very considerated. “Can I- uh, yeah, great advice. ‘Appreciate it. But, can I ask just, y’know, what you are? Or not.”
“…Dude, what d’you think I am?”He replies, thoroughly bemused. Isn’t this guy supposed to be one of the League’s paranormal experts or something? He really should be able to recognise a ghost by now. “I keep your Lazarus Pits in check. You know, the pits of the dead?”
Okay, maybe a little rude on his side, but he thinks Constantine’s expression is a bit of an overreaction; he can see the sheen of sweat across the man’s forehead reflecting the light of the sigils. “Fair enough! Forget I asked- cheers for sorting out that pit, though. Uh, don’t suppose you’ll just let me go on my way or anything now.”
“Well, I mean, this was a favour for Batman, right?” He asks blithely, pointedly not paying attention to the way the man’s face keeps contorting. He swears Sam said he was more stoic than this. “I’m gonna go- ‘cause I’ve got things to do- but I guess if something comes up I’ll come to you? Or Batman, since this is his city and all. Don’t worry, I’ll let you know.”
Figuring there’s nothing left to be said, Danny lets the return sigil on the edge of the circle activate and punt him back home, wheezing a half-sigh and arching his back once the wispy image of wherever they’d been recedes. He probably looks exhausted after all that- no matter how recently formed the pit was, it still takes a little strain, and he’d just been about to sleep before he got summoned- but looking in the mirror on his wall for confirmation, he doesn’t find his usual face. Something twinges against where his spine should be, confirming its own previously unnoticed presence in the mortal plane. 
…He didn’t go ghost when Constantine summoned him, he used his true form. That must be why he looked so nervous that whole time! And, man, ghostspeak never translates over quite right in this form, either- the Ancients use a different dialect to original ghostspeak- the man probably wasn’t hearing what Danny thought he was at all. What if the only reason he wasn’t attacking was because he was terrified? What must Constantine have thought of him? 
Crap. He has to fix this. How is he going to find him?
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samgirl98 · 1 year
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Cain and Abel Wept 14/?
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Special thanks to Kuraichi on AO3 for letting me know of the phrase 'bitch the pot.'
A lot of exposition in this chapter, but don't worry; it comes with slides!
Bruce watched as all his children blearily entered the parlor. They all sat in their usual places. Bruce lingered half a second on Damian, Dick, and Tim. They didn’t seem to notice his scrutiny. Hmm, he would have to do a refresher course on situational awareness.
Bruce waited for the kids to get comfortable before talking, “Before I begin, is there anything anyone wants to confess?”
Tim and Dick squirmed a bit but said nothing. Surprisingly, Jason did.
“Don’t know if Danny mentioned this to you already, but I saw Talia earlier.”
Damian balled his fists at the mention of Talia, and the rest of his children tensed.
“Do you know what she wanted,” Stephanie asked.
“She wanted to know where Danny was in Gotham and why he was here. I didn’t tell her and called Danny as soon as I got a bit of distance away from her.”
Bruce thought for a moment, “Danny contacted me earlier about the situation. I’m already looking into it.”
Bruce let silence reign for a moment before talking again, “Anyone else?”
Everyone stayed silent. Bruce sighed in disappointment.
“Dick,” his eldest looked at him, surprised, “you want to explain what you were doing last night?”
Damian turned to look at Dick with a severe frown on his face, “Richard,” he barked out, “What did you do?”
“I just wanted to make sure they were safe!” Dick defended himself while putting his hands up in surrender, “How was I supposed to know she knew I was going to be there?”
“Grayson,” Dick flinched at Damian saying his surname, “how could you? What if you had jeopardized the little progress I had made?”
Damian frowned, “That’s what Danny meant when he said not to be too angry at them.
Damian’s frown deepened, “Wait, he said ‘them.’ Which other of you degenerates bothered my brother?”
Tim squirmed. Damian immediately zeroed in on the action, “Drake, I’m about to finish what I started when I first got here.”
“Okay, enough. No one is attacking anyone. Dick,” his eldest, “I expected better from you and Tim, don’t spy on people. Especially people I told you to leave alone because we are trying to gain their trust to enter the family.”
“Oh, leave me alone, B. You’re being a hypocrite; I learned to spy on people from you,” Tim yelled, defending himself. “Plus, I know for a fact that you spy on us and know where we are 24/7. Hell, you literally sow trackers into our suits and clothing!”
“Yeah, how come you can do those things to us, but we get yelled at for ensuring the safety of our newest family members!”
Damian punched Dick and Tim in their arms.
“Ow, what was that for, baby bat,” Dick asked, sounding betrayed. Tim grumbled as he rubbed his new bruise.
“Let me and Jason deal with my brother; you idiots stay out of it.”
Bruce sighed, “I know I haven’t exactly given the best example in respecting other people’s privacy,” all his children snorted.
“Yeah, we noticed,” Duke murmured. Bruce ignored the feeling of betrayal from having his newest child call him out.
“But this is different. We’re used to expressing our love by invading each other’s privacy, but Danny and the Fentons aren’t used to that and feel it’s an attack on them. They come from a different background that isn’t only from human culture but ghost culture.”
Bruce let his children digest what he said.
“I understand I am not the best person to lecture you, which is why I brought an expert.”
All his kids groaned.
“Don’t tell me it’s that British drunkard,” Damian asked.
“Trust me, I don’t want to be here either,” Constantine said as he walked in with a projector, “But I don’t want you nosy Bats to accidentally start a war with the Infinite Realms because you can’t keep your nose out of their business, so here I am.”
Alfred came in with snacks and tea (coffee for Tim). He turned to Constantine and looked at him with an expression of disapproval.
“Is there anything I can get for you, Mr. Constantine?”
“I don’t suppose you can get me some booze, now, Jeeves?”
Alfred frowned.
“Fine, in that case,” Constantine got a China cup, “bitch the pot for me, old chap, this is going to be a headache.”
Everyone gaped at Constantine, unbelieving that the man had the gall to curse toward Alfred. Alfred raised an eyebrow, “It’s been a while since I’ve heard that expression, sir.”
He poured the tea for Constantine, “May I remind you that you are in my house. Therefore, do not disrespect me.”
Constantine gulped at Alfred’s prolonged stare. Now he knew where Batman got his glare from.
“Yes, sir.”
“Good,” the butler stood in a corner as the other family members looked amused. Never mess with Alfred.
“Right, well, now that everyone’s settled, I’ll begin my presentation.”
Constantine took a sip of tea and then looked at the cup as if it had the secret of the universe.
“Damn, this is the best cuppa I’ve ever had, Alfred.”
“Thank you, sir. I suggest you continue with your presentation. I imagine you would rather not spend more time with us than you have to?”
Constantine knew when he was being chased out. Damn, was the butler scary.
“Yes, well,” Bruce had set up the projector and loaded the plainest-looking slides he had ever seen on the computer.
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“Listen up, Batbrats, today, I’m going to teach you and Daddy Bats not to insult and possibly start an interdimensional war accidentally.”
The youngest bat took out a notebook from God knew where and was poised to take notes. Good to know that at least one of them will pay attention. (John noticed Bruce was typing away, too.)
Constantine clicked to the next slide.
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“First most important rule: NEVER ask a ghost how they died. It’s like asking a person what underwear they’re wearing but worse.”
Everyone turned to look at Bruce. John sighed; of course, of course, they had broken the most sacred rule already. And it had to be from the father of all the Bats. Why did John even bother?
“Second most important rule: do not enter their territory, or haunt as they call it, without permission. They will fight you, and you’ll only have yourselves to blame if you get your asses handed to you.”
This time they all turned to look at the eldest sibling. Constantine felt a migraine developing. He wanted a cigarette, but the butler's glare made him rethink his decision.
“So, Dick,” one of the middle ones asked; he had a white streak and reeked of death, “did you get your ass handed to you?”
“No,” he answered defensively while crossing his arms. Ha, he had.
“It would serve him right if he did get defeated,” the youngest said while writing notes. Dick looked betrayed.
“Baby bat, how could you?”
Baby bat (?) (John should probably learn their names) glared at Dick and stared at Constantine as if giving him permission to continue.
“The next two go together, in a way. Do not start a fight with a ghost unless you’re confident you’re gonna win. They love to fight; it’s in their nature, especially since they’re dead they have few other options to settle arguments. If you start a fight with one or they start a fight with you, for the love of all that is holy, DO NOT HOLD BACK! They will think you’re insulting them, which can worsen things.”
“Do not go after their family members,” he was interrupted by one that looked as if he needed to sleep for a month and stank of coffee, “Why do you have that twice?”
“You’re a bat; I thought you bats were supposed to be smart.” The kid slumped in his seat while his siblings snickered.
“I don’t know if you’ve noticed yet, but ghosts are very territorial. They will start fights over their obsessions, haunts, and their family. They go feral if they feel anyone of their kin is in danger, whether they are blood-related or not.”
“From what I could come up in the little notes I could find, many of these rules also bleed over to liminal people.”
The same kid asked, “What’s a liminal?”
“A person who has been touched by death. The more exposure to death, the more abilities they get. I don’t know the full extent, but it ranges from being able to see the dead, talk to them, super hearing, to other abilities like empathy and minor mind reading.”
“The fuck does ‘minor mind reading’ even mean,” a blond girl asked. She was ignored.
“You think Jazz is liminal, and that’s why she knew I was there,” Dick asked.
“Oh, most definitely,” John answered once more, wishing for a cigarette. All this exposition bullshit was getting to him. “I popped over to Amity, and everyone, and I mean everyone, has been touched by death. The whole town reeks of it.”
The bats were quiet as they digested that new tidbit.
“They said I was a revenant,” skunk head said, “what does that mean for me?”
“Aww, so that’s why you stink of death, skunk head.”
“Excuse me? My name is Jason, and I don’t stink!”
“The boy doth protest too much,” John murmured, “It means you died for a long period of time and were brought back, probably with some anger issues and stronger. Maybe you noticed you heal quicker. You’re part of the living dead. Congrats.”
“Wait—” John went to the next slide before the kid could ask another question.
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If a ghost asks you to spar: say yes. It’s how they greet each other, and if you think you can’t fight with them, just let them know you are willing to compete with them some other way. Maybe a game or something; I don’t know.”
The youngest was furiously taking notes, and then he raised his hand. John sighed, “Yes?”
“Is it proper if I start a spar with him, or should I wait for them to start one with me?”
John was about to take a puff of a cigarette when he remembered he couldn’t smoke in the fancy mansion. He took a sip of tea instead; damn, but was that good.
“It depends if you’re in their haunt or not. If you’re in their haunt, wait for them to engage. If they’re in your haunt, it’s up to you if you want to spar or compete in some other way.”
More notes were taken down.
“I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but many cultures are about offering food to the dead. There’s a reason for that; the dead love to eat. If you’re in their haunt, bring food. It makes them feel better.”
Skunk head Jason perked at that tidbit.
“If you spar with a ghost and they ask you to come back to spar again, take it as a compliment. That means they think you’re strong, and they enjoyed fighting with you.”
This time Dick straightened up, “Hey, Jazz said to come back if I ever wanted to spar with her. She just wanted some heads up. Does that mean I’m in?”
“Essentially,” John answered.
“Doesn’t mean I’m happy with you, Grayson.”
Dick pouted.
“Anyway, any more questions before I go to the next slide? No? Okay.
John clicked before anyone could ask another inane question. He couldn’t wait to leave. Maybe he should drink one more cuppa before he left….
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“These are things that are normal for ghosts that aren’t for humans.”
“What’s an obsession,” Bruce asked, “You’ve mentioned that before.”
“It’s a ghost’s reason for being. Without an obsession to keep them anchored, they disappear. It’s unclear where they go, but it’s called a ‘permanent fading’ in their terms. Obsessions are a good thing for ghosts.”
John poured himself another cup of tea, drank it in one go, and then went to the last slide.
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“Any questions? I sent all my notes to Batman. Leave me alone, sod off, and goodbye.”
John teleported out of the mansion before the bats asked any more questions. He was glad to be gone.
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Danny woke up suddenly as he felt multiple people invading his temporary haunt. It wasn’t any of the bats; that much he could tell.
He left his room at the same time Jazz did. His parents were at the bottom of the stairs, weapons ready; their eyes almost, almost glowed.
Danny had been able to tell them about Talia, and he had a feeling they were about to see her.
His suspicions were confirmed when he saw his mother standing on the porch. She raised an eyebrow at him and ignored his very armed family. Rude.
“Hello, habibi. Is that any way to greet your mother?”
Fuck.
Link to the slides if you want to see them for some reason
I spent very little time on the slides, which I feel goes with Constantine's character. Not because I was lazy
Apparently, "bitch the pot" was a way to say to pour tea in Victorian times.
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DPxDC prompt: Hobby
"Think I'm getting butterflies, but it's really Something telling me to run away" Sub Urban & Bella Poarch
The years go by, and the Anti-ecto Laws that don’t recognize ghosts even animals are still there. And Danny is so tired of it. Even worse, ghost studies are becoming popular. And Danny’s getting sick of it. And he really needs a break. In general, the castle of good old Pariah Dark is potentially a good place to exist, right?
Well, Danny ends up in a perfectly normal civilian family ('cause of СPS or else) in Gotham.
The city is filled with fear, death, and also ectoplasm, which is fine, because it allows Danny not to run into the Ghost Zone for energy for his core. In fact, it’s really strange why so few ghosts are formed in such a comfortable place.
So, a new family. Although the head of family is a billionaire, Danny really wants to give them a chance. Even if he break out in a cold sweat when Bruce looks at him. Well, Fenton blames his past experience. Fuck you, Vlad. Waynes are really nice. And thanks to this adoption he'll be far away from Amity Park, safe from GIW, maybe finally feel like a human being. even if he's not.
So, Danny wants to know about them a little bit more. He has already noticed that Damian collects katanas, Tim is all about hacking, and Jason is obsessed with guns, and Bruce..hm, maybe he need to ask to find out:
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Oh, that's explains a lot. Of course highly intelligent ghosts are afraid to settle in a city where one of the wealthiest people is a ghostbuster. That’s why there are so few ghosts in Gotham. Danny is such an idiot that he didn’t realize it before. Gothamites are odd. What if it's especially popular among local rich people? Even if it's not, according to rumors that Bruce’s a Batman's sponsor, Danny sure as hell screwed up. Hm, perhaps he should try to escape to the Infinite Realms through one of the Al Ghul's Pits if this guy Constantine will not answer to his call in a few more minutes.
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can't stop thinking of this op danny/guardian spirit/young justice crossover that I can't write because I don't have the DC universe background knowledge for it so I'm gonna just dump the concept here
be prepared for a lot of rambling
so the JL consider Amity Park a Safe Zone in case of dire emergencies
but nobody is told why, only the top members of the Justice League know anything about the place, Robin probably breaks into Batsy's computer and finds something about some hero there named Phantom but he can't find any other info about him or the town other than that he's trustworthy
and maybe the Young Justice crew get fucked up and the JL are indisposed or being distracted or something and the safe houses are compromised so Robin has to be like 'alright team I know this One Place that's supposed to be like a last resort safe space' so they all end up in Amity Park, and their pursuers are right on their tail until they hit the edge of town and then some fucking force of nature comes down on the bad guys following them out of nowhere and fucks them up
they would just be like 'holy shit who is this guy how come we never heard of him??'
and Robin is like 'oh hey so you're Phantom? Batman said this was a safe place to go when we're in trouble'
and he's expecting Danny to know some shit or have a plan or a safehouse to take them to
but Danny's just all 'uhhh this place gets attacked by inter-dimensional monsters every other day why would he send you here for safety? also Batman knows who I am???'
Robin is just confused as all hell because apparently Batman has this town listed as the Ultimate Safehouse and its hero is listed as Trusted but he's never even spoken to the guy?
real sus
but Danny takes them in and finds some abandoned house for them to stay in, and promises that whoever is chasing them will not set foot in this town, like they might have to deal with some ghosts popping up but human threats are no problem
and they're in this empty house that's, okay well it isn't dilapidated or anything but it has no power or water or even security, Phantom just tells them he's got their backs while they recover and don't worry about it
but Robin wants answers so he's quizzing Danny on who he is and why Batman trusts him
but Danny's got no idea, he's surprised the JL even know who he is because nobody has ever come to see him, nobody has ever given him any indication that they even know he's here, which he was kinda peeved about because he had to tackle every ghost attack by himself
but the Justice League not only knew he was here but apparently volunteered him to look after them?
he's a little bit pissy about that, Robin cannot entirely blame him, Robin thinks this whole thing is weird, like there has to be a reason, the JL don't just ignore kids fighting crime on their own, they would have invited him into their team, offered him help and training, not left him to figure it all out alone
although the kid was pretty powerful, he took out a whole crew of bad guys in one breath, literally
true to Danny's word, nobody finds them, the guys who had been hunting them down and chasing them everywhere can't seem to track them here, either that or Phantom just keeps getting in their way when they try, they feel so safe here, safer than they've ever felt before
Megan picks up that there's something unusual about the place, it's like the town itself is telling them that they're safe here, the air is full of love and warmth and comfort, somebody here wants them to feel at ease, somebody here wants them to feel safe
Robin still thinks it's sus
he starts to wonder if Batman was coerced by this psychic force to mark the town as a safe space, but he's pretty sure Batman's too savvy for that, besides, Megan was certain that there was no coercion or ill intent plaguing their minds, it's just a general atmosphere of safety
and she's pretty sure it's coming from Phantom
they witness a ghost fight or two and are amazed that the JL have been ignoring these pretty significant threats and just let some kid handle it alone, sure he has the same powerset as the enemies plus some, but he's still a kid and he's alone
none of them would ever have been allowed this much freedom or this little assistance
super super sus
after the JL finally get out of whatever issue they've been stuck with, they come pick up the kids and Danny is there like 'oh hey I think I need an explanation because what the fuck guys'
and Batman in all his blunt glory just tells him 'we were advised not to interfere unless absolutely necessary'
Danny obviously Does Not Like this answer and wants to know who this guy is that's ordering Batman around, then low and behold, Constantine shows up, immediately balling out Batman because 'why the fuck are you in Amity Park rn I made it VERY CLEAR that this place is a delicate fucking ecosystem if Superman gets god damn overshadowed we are all gonna have problems'
aaaaaand suddenly it all makes sense
Danny realises that any hero who's powerful enough to take on a ghost literally cannot risk that power in the hands of creatures that can just take over their bodies at any time, especially when this is a standard ability in all of Danny's enemies
but he's still shitty because like 'y'all could still have called me or something it would be nice to know I wasn't totally alone out here ya know'
and Constantine is all 'kiddo I literally had the god of time show up in my bedroom at 3am to tell me to make sure none of these fucks tried to adopt you as a side kick, one of them has a track record with this kinda thing it's a legit problem, I couldn't give these fuckers an inch, this town was off limits. so WHY ARE YOU ALL HERE RN'
aaaand Batman has to explain them a thing, basically Phantom is considered so fucking OP and has such an omniscient connection to the town itself that it makes for the perfect hiding place and defence for anyone in dire straights, and it really is only supposed to be a last resort, the side kicks had absolutely nowhere else to go with all of their safe houses compromised
aaaand that's how Danny learns that he is kind of more powerful than most of the god damn Justice League
hope you enjoyed this because I am never gonna be able to actually write it, have a nice day ✨
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Been thinking about a Young Justice x Danny Phantom crossover AU.
Maddie and Jack build a device that repels anything that has an ecto-signatures (I.e. ghosts) that is within a certain radius of it (the radius is conveniently about as big as Amity Park). Vlad of course sneaks in and modifies it so it doesn't affect his ecto-signature and when it is turned on Danny (and all the other ghosts but they can just go back into the ghost zone) gets like ejected out of Amity Park.
So Vlad is being all smug and is like "I'll get them to turn it off if you become my apprentice and son" and of course Danny is like "fuck that". Jack and Maddie aren't good parents in this so Danny doesn't mind not being able to be around them, he bets they haven't even noticed he was gone.
Instead Danny decides "screw it, I'm going all nomad hero on this since I can't even enter my haunt anymore!". Tucker is of course his tech guy and they frequently chat over modified Fenton phones that have a much bigger range. Sam is the brain cell and helps Danny with planning and stuff and Jazz is Danny's human side’s backbone.
This happens 2 years after the accident so Jazz is off in college and she let's Danny crash at her place frequently.
Anyway so Danny gets a cool new hero look (tho he has a cloak that covers like everything and the hood falls a little over his eyes so he can’t be recognized) and basically he flies around to different cities invisibly and only becomes visible to help out when there is s crime happening. Starts out with smaller things like muggings or theft but eventually escalates to stopping more serious crimes as the team gets more accustomed to working on actual crimes done by living people (it's kinda ridiculously easy for Danny cause he has such an op power set when removed from the villains that specifically match his power set and since no one outside of Amity believes in ghosts, no one has anti ghost tech)
Eventually the public and the media take notice of this new mysterious hero popping up everywhere and when he is finally asked Danny says to call him Mirage (obviously if he didn't want to be recognized as Phantom he would pick another name and he came up with it on the spot since he hadn't really though about a new name before).
So the media is hungry and everyone is taking about who this new hero can be and how he gets from place to place so quickly. How can he fly and seemingly disappear into thin air and how do things just seem to go straight through him? He has to be a meta right? But what if he's an alien or magic user? They don't even know what his full face looks like cause of that hood and people have only gotten glimpses of his suit beneath the cloak. Needless to say it garners some attention. Eventually the attention of the Justice League.
Constantine can already tell it's a ghost he just can’t tell why a ghost would go through the trouble, it's not like he doesn't think a ghost would go through the trouble but usually ghosts stay out of living affairs unless it benefits them in some way.
The Justice League tasks Young Justice with investigating it and when Mirage is spotted a few cities over YJ immediately goes there and manages to catch up to Mirage before he disappears. They talk and Mirage is surprisingly laid back and funny instead of the serious mysterious character they thought he would be. Him and KF are joking around and Robin and Him get along great but then they start asking questions he isn't comfortable with answering and he disappears with a "see ya around".
au can go a few different ways but I definitely see Danny eventually joining YJ and also Constantine instantly knows Danny is a halfa when they meet but he doesn't get payed enough for this so after making sure the kid isn't up to anything he is just like "Don't break anything" before leaving Danny to his own devices.
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