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jinjeriffic · 1 month

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Dear DCxDP fandom, I have a specific fanfic hankering. I've found a couple of amazing fics where Danny is a CADMUS clone/experiment based on Dick or Tim's DNA. But I think we are missing out on the delicious angst potential of the Batfam finding a Jason-based Danny clone while Jason is (believed) dead. Like just the emotional upheaval of having to care for this kid who looks like their dead son/sibling is just *chef's kiss* I haven't found any fics like that yet, could someone please link me if there are any?

#dcxdp #dpxdc #dc x dp #dp x dc #danny phantom #clone danny #jason todd #batfam #danny as a clone of jason todd #fanfic search #maybe a fanfic request I guess?

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laxxarian · 2 months

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No, cuz like

during the cloning arc of Danny, there's at least ONE clone that escaped without Vlad's knowledge. It was a bit more cunning and smart and knew that they had to get away.

The thing is, this clone Danny isn't a halfa at all, its a full on human. Alive and not half dead.

But it is sick and frail so when this clone Danny manages to get to the doorstep of Gotham, it was surprising.

lets call clone Danny as Daniel since it was the name that Vlad mostly used in his mutterings that Daniel caught on.

And while Daniel is in Gotham, sickly and lying on one of the rooftops, he met a vigilante with a red helmet.

"What the-?" Red Hood questioned when he saw Daniel's mouth dripping green blood or some kind of goop, which in turn reminded Red Hood of the Lazarus Pits.

"Who are you, kid?" Red Hood crouches down slowly to Daniel but the boy only turned his back on him, coughing and wheezing, "Hey! What happened to you?!" alarmed and confused, Red Hood shakes the boy gently. His fingertips could easily felt the cold coming off from Daniel's body.

And when Daniel stopped coughing, he faced Red Hood with a tired smile, "I'm fine." Daniel answered, "But I can't be here forever..." he added before coughing up some more of those green goop.

"Hold on, kid." Red Hood said, "I'll get you some help." but Daniel stopped him from leaving.

"Don't. I know when my time is up." Daniel said, "I'm just glad that I get to explore this far..." he wheezes out, "Don't feel bad tho... I'm just a clone..." Daniel stopped breathing.

And Red Hood thinks he's Tim's clone.

#danny phantom #dpxdc #crossover #danny fenton #clone #clone danny #batfam #batman #clone escaped but “died” farther away from vlad #it was daniel's wish to die somewhere away from the man that killed multiple of his brothers #also #daniel didnt actually die #or dissolved #or destabilized #he was just really really hungry and thirsty and that got daniel thinking he was dying cuz he never knew hunger before #red hood notices the slow breathing and went to the batcave #daniel is saved #and is recovering slowly #soon after #days passed and he grew to become like a family member to the batfamily #not adopted tho cuz the batfamily has yet to reveal their identities to the boy #also also #daniel meets dani in gotham #dani was in gotham because she loves to travel and her stop was at gotham #dani thought daniel was danny and was confused that she couldnt sense his ghost half #she thinks his ghost half died or faded or went to peace so #right in front of the batfam #dani immediately mourns for her brother's half #shes on her knees and all and even crying with the help of this liquid thing to make her fake cry

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im-totally-not-an-alien-2 · 1 year

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I've seen "Danny is Dick Graysons clone/son", "Dick Grayson is over sexualized by people in the comics", "Dick Grayson is protective of Bruce Wayne when it comes to romance" and "Danny is just as farel if not moreso than Dick"

But I haven't seen them combined yet.

Let's fix that >:)

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Dick was a bit antsy. Someone had been putting his rogues and allies in the critical care units for the past two weeks and hes no closer to figuring out who it is or what thier motivations are.

He didn't want to ask his family for help since they were all busy with cases themselves. Apparently Gotham had its own new rogue that was giving them trouble. Figures. Well, thats fine, he could always be up for seeing Kori again-

Kgnk

The sound of an empty soda can falling out of a trash bin behind him had him whirling around, locking his eyes with that of a startled child.

A child who was stick thin. Walking the streets at night. Alone. Following him around quietly.

Well, at least this one didn't have a camera.

"Hey, kiddo. Who are you?" He asked as he approached slowly, body purposely relaxed as to not scare the child into bolting.

"Danny." The kid just stared at him as if lost in thought. Huh. It's not the typical little kid reaction Nightwing normally gets and it kinda stings his ego. "Okay Danny," Nightwing says softly as he enters grabbing distance, "Were are your mommy and daddy? Do you know you shouldn't be out this late?"

"I don't have a mommy," the kid replies, "But I followed my daddy here!"

Dick looked around, his bad feeling growing worse as he saw no one else but him. "Where's your daddy?"

Danny pointed at him.

"What?! How??!"

"Clone."

Dick stared at him. Yep. That would do it.

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Danny was a little terror. Dick and his family had discovered the connection between all of the people that were attacked. They had all harmed Dick or his family at some point...or, to his shock, hit on them.

The bats had thought little of bringing him to the Watchtower after five heroes were assigned to watch him so he didn't get into anything or in case this was a trap set up by someone.

Nightwing wasn't even gone more than 20 minutes but when he had returned, Kon was tied up with an apple stuck in his mouth as he inched across the floor and away from the pile of kryptonite was was currently on fire (How?! Where did he even-) with what looked like one of those rotisserie things over it big enough for Kon to be on.

Bart was on the floor with what looked liked cookies around him. Was he drugged?

Cassie was face down on the couch looking like she had been thrown there like a rag doll.

Superman himself was standing perfectly still and staring blankly at the wall, clearly in some sort of trance.

Finally his Baby Bird, Tim, was sitting in a recliner with Danny curled into his side. Danny listened with rapt attention as Tim told him the story of one of his adventures.

Dick thought this was karma for how he had acted as a kid. But first, he had to go rescue Red Robin who was giving him pleading looks every few seconds.

#dp x dc #fanfiction prompts #prompts #clone danny #dick grayson #dad dick grayson #danny fenton #danny grayson #is a little terror #everyone is like: i can handle him BUT THEY COULD NOT #bart got drugged #tw: drugged food #its 3 am when i wrote this and i just woke up so if you see a mistake no you didnt

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gascansposts · 4 months

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Ourgh it’s so green here, BUT!! UPDATE ON THAT ANIMATIC!! I’m drawing each frame by hand, no repeats, and while that allows for smoother and more fluid animation FUCK IT TAKES SO LONGGG UGHHHHHHHH!! And I’ll have to keep an eye on the sizing of everything too, so much work :’)

But I’m enjoying the process, as long form animation is a very interesting concept to me (you can animate things…. For long periods of time? …Inchresting…..)

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flamingpudding · 6 months

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Fictober23 Prompt: 21 - "Just in case this doesn't work."

Fandom: DPxDC

Rating: T

Warnings: -

A/N: Inspired by this Post about Danny bullshiting his way by saying he is Tims future kid. Also once again posting this early, cause I need to destress tomorrow and not worry about writing or work or anything.

Edit: Thanks to @kisatamao in the comments I found the post again that inspired this and linked it!

"Chronus"

"Nowadays I go by Clockwork."

"Fine, Clockwork then."

"John Constantine."

The Ancient of Time and Justice League Dark members stared at each other blankly. Until the ruler of time smiled and Constantine sighed. "How is the time baby doing?"

"Very well. Your timeline is safe. There was an incident that could have possibly splittend the timeline again and in a way it did but the destruction timeline was once more prevented, by the child himself like I hoped for. Three times now."

Constantine grunted, lighting a cigarette and taking a long drag. "You know if Bats or any of his kids ever learn about this I will be the one to take the burn right?"

Clockwork only smiled a knowing smile and Constantine paled. "When?"

"Where is the fun if you knew. The little Drake has been quite unpredictable and entertaining." The Ancient mused floating around the room and Constantine's eyes narrowed.

"There won't be a paradox?"

Clockworks tilted his head with a mischievous smile on his face. "Well the timeline in which he was born no longer exists and his father of this time line has ceased his efforts in cloning. He never even got to the point of trying to combine his own DNA with the one he so desperately wanted to clone."

"I feel like I am hearing secrets I definitely do not want to know. Just tell me if this timeline is safe or not now."

"It is safe. Your timeline has now a true Ancient of Balance in the making and just in case this doesn't work, I have anchored Daniel's existence in this timeline with several means one of which was his own time clone created from a split of destruction line."

Constantine's eyes twitched. "For all of our sakes I hope Bats never finds out about this. If he ever learns that I replaced a still born with a grandson of his from a different destruction timeline… You know what, I am not nearly drunk enough for any of this mate!"

Clockwork chuckled, his eyes glinting with unhidden amusement. "Well John Constantine, would you like a word of advice?"

The JLD member took another long drag of his cigarette before flicking the butt of it somewhere to the side. "No riddle."

"When 17 turns to 4 it is not the grandfathers, you should fear."

"I said no riddles!" Constantine huffed as clockwork disappeared from his side. He brushed his hair with one hand, glaring at the spot where the Ancient of Time had been. He should have never agreed to help that damned being 15 years ago, having been somewhat of a beginner then John did not realize what kind of deal he had agreed on.

Now he wasn't sure if he should be relieved or fearful of the consequences. Especially now that he had worked with the Bat Family a couple of times already.

Exactly one year later Constantine decided he was fucking fearful!

Unknown to the Brite a lot of things can happen in three years. Like Parents turning on their child after accidentally learning about a truth. A teenager that was already hurt trying to salvage whatever peace he could.

—--

"Mom! Dad! I swear it's still me, Danny!"

"Give me back my baby boy you monster!"

—--

A governmental organisation committing mass genocide on an interdimensional species.

—--

"Ember, get out of here! Now!"

"Baby Pop! What about the others?!"

"Dan already released them! Get out of here! I will hold them off and keep them busy!"

—----

The interdimensional species try to convince said teenager fighting for them to forgo humanity.

—--

"Welp, this can't go on. No hunt is worth this much."

"Give it up already. The humans made their decision."

"They broke too many rules, it is time they suffer the consequences."

—--

A heavy conflicted ending with the teenager receding into its core and getting picked up by one of his papa from a different timeline.

—--

"What kind of crystal is that? It radiates a pretty strange but familiar energy."

"I wanna see! I wanna see!"

"If it's not dangerous, why not keep it?"

"It looks like there are snowflakes in it."

—--

The kid then reformed out of his core in his ghost age instead of human age with a green note appearing on his forehead. Said note confusing the kids papa making him contact the kids dad.

—--

"Tim you won't believe this…"

"Kon you sound weird, what is going on?"

"Remember that shiny crystal I picked up at the end of our last case?"

"The one with the snowflakes in it, yes."

"I think I just became a dad."

"WHAT?!"

—--

Which then led to the dad overanalyzing the note while the kid insisted that a certain ghost was involved. The child's grandparents then getting tipped off through the grandchild of the Ancient Constantine still curses in his mind.

—--

"So Pandora mentioned something to me."

"Hn."

"Have you tried asking Constantine about it? He is apparently in contact with a being that likes to write cryptic messages on green notes, or that's what Pandora told me at least."

"..."

"And your new grandchild came with such a note right?"

—--

And now John Constantine was fearing for his life, because Batman had tried to contact him several times now. Several times Constantine had found reasons to ignore. Only for the Bat to come knocking on his door -well more like rudely kicking it down- with fucking Super too! He was cursing up a storm internally and thinking of how best he could get out of whatever had crawled up the two hero's asses when right behind the two hero's stood another set of hero's he did not want to face especially when he noticed one of them holding a four years old toddler in his arms.

"Chronus you fucking asshole!" The Brite muttered to himself as the four hero's plus time baby stood before him demanding answers.

That was when the toddler piped up, eyes glowing a bright green. "So Clockwork does have something to do with this! I knew it!"

"Danny, sweetheart not now. You can tell us you were right after we figured out what timeline you are from and if we need to send you back or can keep you." Red Robin calmed the now pouting toddler Super Boy was holding and petting with a small chuckle. While Batman and Superman turned on Constantine.

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adoptable-fanfic-prompts · 1 year

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DP + DC Writing Prompt

Prior to officially starting their research fully on ghosts, Jack and Maddie had to work elsewhere to get the funds needed (plus, they needed the money to take care of their six-year old daughter, Jazz). So, they went to the company that would pay them the most:

LexCorp.

It started off alright but over time, it became a bit more… insidious. They finally had enough shortly after being added to Lexcorp’s cloning research, when they were assigned to terminate a clone for failing to show signs of ‘Kryptonian physiology’. After documenting that the clone was terminated and cremated, they handed in their letters of resignation and left that night to disappear into an obscure town in Illinois called Amity Park…

Taking with them their daughter Jazz and their ‘four-year old’ son, Daniel.

Note: The idea behind this is ‘what if the reason Danny is so strong isn’t because he’s half ghost… what if it’s because he’s half alien?’

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satoshy12 · 4 months

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Our own Vlad

+ Danny is a clone of Martha Kent, Martha Wayne, and Hippolyta. + Yes, of all the big three mothers and their own Vlads. It all started in college, as the 2 had their own Vlad in it, next to Thomas Wayne and Jonathan Kent as their Jack. Who stole their Martha from them?! - Wayne's Vlad is part of the Court of Owls. So old Gotham family. - Kent's Vlad is a scientist - Hippolyta's Vlad is a banished Amazon. Martha Wanye's Vlad was rich, while Martha Kent's Vlad was a science genius. It was just a surprise that both of them were working together, but what led to it was the third one.

She was after the last one joined them that he told them about how their "beloved" child is now a hero. That was how the other 2 learned that their Martha's child is Superman/Batman.

And all three thought that their child with her would be a much better hero than the one with Thomas, Jonathan, or Zeus, and started to work on the new one.

W!Vlad had the money, K!Vlad was able to create the clone, and H!Vlad was able to get the DNA. To mix their DNA with their beloved for the clone, it was just bad luck that only one clone came out. But he was perfect.

+ As soon as Danny was created, he was gone from the lab! And all three blamed each other. And try to find out who hides their child! +

It had been CW work that made Maddie and Jack find him, with Jazz, as they were on a trip. That was how Clone became Daniel Fenton.

+ The time did go on, and Danny became older. He became a phantom and a hero, and his family accepted his meta-status, as he was always too strong and similar. So having white hair was nothing new for them.

I mean, the whole school and town know that the meta child Danny is like a cute Disney hero. And now he is a real hero as he fights to defend the city.

+ Dani, as a female, looked like a mix between Martha, Martha, and Hippolyta. Dani is a 100% Danny clone, not mixed like Danny is. + - As Batman did a DNA test on the Little Meta Kid, he learned about it. And that was how Superman and Diana learned about it. - Martha Kent, Jonathan Kent, and Hippolyta were pretty supportive of their two clones(New children.

But not so much their children; who wants to know who did this? And we are pretty pissed.

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Dani told Dany about it in Amity Park.

Dani:" They have their own Vlad! hahahaha!" Danny:" There is more creepy... Vlad just used my DNA and not that of my mom and his." +

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alexanderender101 · 4 months

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DcxDp prompt

based on a mix of "TWINcognito mode" on ao3 and the "mad scientist fenton" au and some other clone promt i can't remember the name of (2 for 1 or something)

so essentially ra's makes a clone of tim with his spleen (because he's a creep) and dunked it in the lazarus pits because something, readers choice. But something went wrong, like really wrong and now not only does said clone (now danny) have some eldritch soul

But because of the pits, his memories (both from tim and danny) are so mingled and messy that he can't tell the two sets of memories apart from one another.

So with his mixed up mind danny runs away from ra's and vanishes from the league of assassins radar.

On another note multiple heros/vigilantes have this mad scientist teen running around calling himself fenton

(Danny only has vague memories from both himself and tim as well as a bunch of random information, but he can't tell the memories apart from each other, also I'd like to imagine that because he has such vague memories he ends up creating Android/robot versions of like sam, tucker, jazz and such)

and here are the references for this prompt

#dpxdc #danny fenton #tim drake #batfam #justice league #ras al ghul #Clone fuckery #Mad scientist danny #Clone danny #Danny head is not screwed on quite right but thats ok #He's still the feral mad scientist everyone seems to love #I'd imagine he'd wear like some kind of gas mask and well as goggles #The batfam are very confused #Everyone is confused and concerned by this 16-17 year old deranged teen running around

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adriaticmidnight · 4 months

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Nobody Asked if I Was Ready

11K words and completed on AO3

In the dead of winter, a seven-year-old Danny, cloned from Dick Grayson, runs into the man he’s been tasked with finding. But if you’d asked Danny, he’d say no one told him to find Nightwing.

Dick Grayson has one of the craziest few days he’s had in years, complete with family interference, a surprise child, grappling with the fact that he’s now a Father, a government group hunting said child, and an old enemy with a devious plan: Slade.

Snippet:

The snow fell quickly, covering the city in a white blanket it had not known for years. The vibrant light cast from the streetlights and skyscrapers dulled as the snowflakes covered the bulbs and windows. The blizzard swept the city up into an alien world, making it hard to make out anything but vague shapes.

A lone figure flew through the scene, wind whipping at his face as he grappled across Blüdhaven.

This had to be one of the worst blizzards Blüdhaven had ever experienced.

And yet here he was, powering through the gusts of snowy wind that hurtled itself at his face, of which he was starting to not feel anymore. Sure his suit kept him warm but it hardly covered his whole head.

It was at times like this where Dick regretted not wearing a helmet and jacket like Jason.

He stumbled to a stop atop a building to catch his breath.

He knew he shouldn’t be out in the storm. What kind of crime was going to happen? In his experience, the only criminals foolish enough to try something in this type of weather weren’t worth worrying about.

But,

If someone was out here in need of help and he hadn’t even tried?

He’d never forgive himself.

Dick startled as something just outside of his vision flew past.

He jumped in place, hyping himself up, before making his way down; Landing on the roof of a car. He scanned the area but it seemed barren.

A high-pitched whirr caught his ears, green lights shooting through the air at the end of the alley.

He peered through it, grabbing for his Escrima sticks.

There. The Blur.

Dick jumped to the ground, his legs engulfed by the fresh snow beneath. He squinted, trying to make out anything through the haze as he cautiously made his way toward the alley: Toward the Blur.

There. It was smaller now but getting bigger by the second.

And coming straight for him.

Before Dick could move, The Blur crashed into him, knocking them both to the ground.

Dick lay there for a moment, recuperating as air returned to his lungs.

That was gonna hurt later .

Dick groaned, yeah, yep that was gonna bruise.

He opened his eyes to see two terrified glowing green eyes staring back at him.

A kid.

The Blur was just a kid?

“Hey, it’s o-” Dick started

A blast of green plasma hit the ground inches from his face, sizzling the snow beneath it.

Ok, introductions later.

Nightwing jumped up, the child holding onto his leg and hiding behind him.

God, he was so small, maybe five? Why would anyone want to hurt a kid?

Men in white suits seemed to materialize out of the storm itself, backing them up against the car, and angling strange guns at him and the child.

One of the men stepped out from the others, “Give us the Ecto-Entity or we will open fire,” he barked

“The kid?”

“The Ecto-Entity. It is no more a child than a leopard is a housecat.”

“I think he’ll stay with me, thanks.”

“You have ten seconds.”

The man began counting down. Nightwing rolled his eyes; he wasn’t afraid of these men. This was his city and they were not welcome.

“7…”

He glanced down at the kid hanging onto him, his white hair was covered in snow and almost glowing, his clothes hung too loosely on his body, and the way he was looking at these people-

“4…”

Nightwing took a breath to steady himself and made a split-second decision.

He might not be afraid but this kid obviously was. No matter what Dick wanted to do, he had to think of the little boy desperately clutching his leg. No matter how much he wanted to teach these guys a lesson.

“1. Last Chance.”

“You know, after some thinking, I’m gonna have to say,” Dick clicked his Escrima sticks, shooting out smoke bombs at the men in white. “Hard Pass”

A cacophony of coughing rose from the smoke, Dick grabbed the kid and grappled upwards; soaring above their attackers.

“FIRE!”

Bolts of green plasma chased after them as they ascended, the child clinging onto him harder. The cold wind raking its icy fingers over their faces.

Dick grappled away until he was positive they weren’t being followed anymore. Stopping at his apartment’s roof.

A part of him wished he could have dealt with those men then and there but he knew he’d made the right call. The kid came first. Besides, he could find them again, it would probably be a pain in the ass, but he could do it.

Or he could bribe Tim or Babs to do it for him. Either way.

Now he just needed to figure out what to do with this kid.

The little boy was shivering in his arms; teeth chattering together something fierce. Suddenly Dick had to close his eyes as light flooded his vision. When he opened them again the child was no longer green-eyed but blue with black hair.

And he was the spitting image of Dick.

Shit.

Well, that answered one question.

#dpxdc #dpxdc fanfic #dpxdc crossover #clone danny #dpxdc au #de aged danny

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luciusime · 5 months

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Kr & S1

In the early days of his creation when he was still small and had extra fat clinging to his cheeks, the pains of growing spreading all over his body, Kr was not surrounded by blindingly red walls that looked too much like flayed open flesh and the smell of ozone and formaldehyde. His first lab was plain, and he couldn't name more than half the things in it. Hell, he couldn't even speak or retain consciousness very well. He was like a newborn baby, and like a newborn, he picked up on the things around him.

The walls always crackled with the bright hum of electricity, grating annoyingly at the edge of his hearing in a fuzzy sort of way. The lights always flickered too dimly and at a speed too fast for normal people to see, but it irritated Kr's eyes. Several doors down from him one of the scientists repeated the same mumbled words over and over again every day,

" Our Father, who…"

And a couple of levels into the basement, there was a perpetual screaming. It didn't have a schedule, unlike the scientist. He'd float into the waking world sometimes and it'd be silent, and sometimes the screaming was so loud it made him cry tears of pain.

It was one such time when he was crying- wailing with all his limited lung capacity- when a scientist, not the Our Father one, stormed in and demanded he be silent. When words failed, she simply turned on the components of his first chamber that filled the tank with stasis fluid. As the charmer filled and he was forced to sleep, the scientist mumbled to herself.

" The first clone is a screamer and the second is a crybaby, go figure."

He didn't really have time to think about those words when she said them, but when he woke up after a week and heard the whispers, there was no forgetting them.

The voice in his ears was soft, warm even, but something about the rough and wet sound made Kr squirm.

" And so that's why Orion is named as it is. I'm not sure where we are, so I'm not sure what the sky looks like over us, but I'm fairly sure that if you looked into the endless expanse of the stars from here, you'd be able to catch a glimpse of it."

Kr wanted to ask what a star was, and what expanse meant, and what a sky was. He did nothing as the other boy continued on. Space, aerospace, science, mathematics, English, and various other subjects were all he would talk about during the first few days after Kr was awake. He'd paint pictures with his words, stumbling through descriptions of little lights dancing and fiddling across the sky, the layer above the earth that reflected light and protected the thing on the planet from the sun, a really big star. He'd ramble on about aerodynamics and the requirements for a functional spaceship, giant flying metal constructs meant to take people into the sky and then far beyond it.

Kr hung off his every word, cooing whenever the older boy went over something particularly interesting, like biology or engineering. When the lights went out into the lab and only the soft hum of the low lights and the older boy's words filled his ears, Kr was at peace.

Of course, peace never lasted after the lights came back up. The only upside to the screaming was that Kr learned to control his tears, dampen his hearing with a constant stream of his own noise, and speak. He spoke about nothing, mostly listing off the things in his little lab, listening as the older boy gave him the names of the things he described.

"The walls are grey in here, and there are…"

His voice trailed off as he searched for a word he could not find. The older boy held in a strangled cry and waited patiently for Kr to continue.

" It's shiny, and I can't move my head enough to see it, but it shows me the floor, even though it's on the ceiling."

" Mirror, aus." the other whispered back, barely moving his mouth at all as he strained against his restraints, the reinforced bonds creaking loudly with his every effort. Aus, that had started happening recently too, that word he couldn't define and the older boy hadn't gotten the chance to explain.

He repeated the word, mirror, then told the other about the things he saw there. He trailed into things he could feel as he started to repeat items he'd already listed.

" The pod is still cold as ever, and the metal isn't all that nice to be pressed against."

He kept making noise. When he ran out of words he hummed, cooed in that oh-so-familiar way that always made the other boy's chest rumble when he was pleased with Kr. He did so until the screaming subsided and they moved the older clone back to his own containment unit. Kr let the humming and cooing taper off as he waited for the other to say something.

" When I was little, still a fledgling, only about 2, and I looked it too, I managed to slip away from here. I ended up somewhere far, and a little redhead girl and her parents found me."

Kr wondered what spurred this particular story, but instead of asking, he cooed and settled himself to listen.

" The redhead, Jazz, she became my older sister. A female born before you sharing the same parents. Her parents were my parents, but more than that, she was my whole world for a while. We were close, and I was safe with her. She was the first one to ask me my name, and the first to give me something so precious so freely. She gave me Daniel, Danny."

A soft rumble echoed through the halls of the facility and up through Kr's chamber, shaking nothing but Kr's bones.

" I wish you could have met her aus, she was the smartest person I ever knew, probably still the smartest person I ever met too. Maybe, when I figure out how to get out of here again one day, I'll take you home to meet her, how does that sound?"

Kr cooed, no words coming to him in the intense emotion that swelled up from his chest and clogged his throat.

Of course, getting out again was a pipe dream for Danny, afterall, he couldn't do much with the whole basement level he was kept on bathed in ectoplasm inhibitors, low level kryptonite, and blood blossoms, preventing him from regrowing his arms and legs or breaking his bonds. But his precious star child little brother didn't need to know that. He also didn't need to know about the transfer order to move him to a new facility, the order that would leave Danny trapped in the basement with his precious star none the wiser of his existence.

" Alright star, I'll let you meet Jazz one day, it'll be fun."

#dp x dc #kon kent #conner kent #danny phantom #danny fenton #clone danny #there was a prompt for this #i simply dont remember by who #here have this thing thats been sitting in my drafts for forever

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starry-bi-sky · 3 months

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god clone damian from clone^2 and from the clone damian au is so sleeping at last coded - specifically "eight" from the enneagram album. and clone danny from clone^2 is "two" - on his own he's "pluto" from atlas album

like look at these lyrics and tell me this isn't clone damian (and damian in general i suppose)

I remember the minute It was like a switch was flipped I was just a kid who grew up strong enough To pick this armor up And suddenly it fit God, that was so long ago, long ago, long ago I was little, I was weak and perfectly naive And I grew up too quick Now you won't see all that I have to lose And all I've lost in the fight to protect it I won't let you in, I swore never again I can't afford, no, I refuse to be rejected I want to break these bones 'til they're better I want to break them right and feel alive You were wrong, you were wrong, you were wrong My healing needed more than time When I see fragile things, helpless things, broken things I see the familiar I was little, I was weak, I was perfect, too Now I'm a broken mirror

and thats only the BEGINNING of the song. here's near the ENDING of the song.

I'm standing guard, I'm falling apart And all I want is to trust you Show me how to lay my sword down For long enough to let you through Here I am, pry me open What do you want to know? I'm just a kid who grew up scared enough To hold the door shut And bury my innocence But here's a map, here's a shovel Here's my Achilles' heel I'm all in, palms out I'm at your mercy now and I'm ready to begin I am strong, I am strong, I am strong enough to let you in

like like look, look at that. that is so completely clone damian and his progression with his and danny's relationship.

#dpxdc #clone^2 #clone danny #dpxdc crossover #like like like LOOK at that LOOK at that that is SO clone damian ESPECIALLY in the beginning of the au #'show me how to lay my sword down for long enough to let you through'#rahhhhhh #two is clone danny to damian in this au but pluto is him on his own #i NEED to share this with the world like FOLKS

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lancteu · 2 years

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ghosty boy meets melty boy 💕

#let danny say fuck 2k22 #Danny Phantom #my art #clone danny #?#danny phantom fanart #if this gets crunched im gonna cry #my friend that's been acting as my social media manager has been coming up with all my captions and i love him for it sm #danny fenton #SHOULD I HAVE TAGGED THSI WITH BODY HORROR #body horror #SORYRSJGREHSRF

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bluerosefox · 4 months

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Uncle Damian Mode ACTIVATE

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

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

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

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

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

#danny phantom #danny fenton #dp x dc #blue rambles #crossover #writing ideas #random idea #danny phantom dc #dpxdc #danny and damian are twins #deaged danielle?#or did he find her right as she was cloned from him?#point is Vlad wants the baby and Danny is going “NO”#but he doesn't want to put her in harms way so he rushes her to the only person he knows is his biggest secret #Danny going to kick Vlad's butt though #for trying to clone him but making him a daughter instead #his core latched onto her instantly so shes his baby now #Damian tells one of others to be ready to record #hes about to bombshell Bruce with the knowledge hes a grandfather now #a young grandfather. remember Danielle showed up when Danny was about 14/15 sooo #yeah #None of the batfam is happy about the secret twin that was kept from even them #or the clone turned daughter thing #or the obsessive creepy dude after their secret sibling

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im-totally-not-an-alien-2 · 6 months

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Halloween prompts year 2 day 21

He made this trip every month. More now that his parents portal had been activated. It made travel between dimensions much easier and more discreet.

It was easy to soar above gothams city skyline in one of his adoptive parents jets. They were silent and had cloaking technology that made them invisible to the naked eye and prevents it from showing up on radars and the like.

Unfortunately his biological father had just diverted a rocket launcher that had been aimed at the local library by the newest rogue in the making by diverting it skyward...right where Danny was flying.

The resulting explosion ripped away the jets cloaking abilities, leaving Danny straining the steering stick uselessly as the jet fell towards the Gotham Bay. He reached for the portal gun he kept in the ship for emergencies, intending to abandon ship before it could hit the waters but unbeknownst to him, his mom had installed a new safety protocol and he was ejected from the jet.

In a panic, he covered his face with the domino mask he had accidently stolen on a previous trip. He was a clone of one of the bats! They couldn't see his face! He has personally witnessed what they did to thier clones and he wasn't going to wind up like them!

So as he steers his parachute to a safer location hes forced to make a plan.

He later returns to the wreckage to look for the portal gun only to find it and the entire ship are gone.

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Tim fiddled with the control panel of the ship, trying to figure it out.

"Anything?" Nightwing asked from elsewhere in the cave

Tim shook his head, baffled, "Nothing. I've never seen anything like this before."

Nightwing landed just outside the ships entrance before waltzing in, "Do you think its alien?"

"Possibly. Whoever made this used a fuel source completely unknown to us. Whatever it was it was likely either destroyed in the explosion of dissipated in the bay."

#halloween prompts #dpxdc #prompts #clone danny #who is danny a clone of? you decide #danny fenton #danny phantom #red robin #nightwing #batman #tim drake #dick grayson #my tags are malfunctioning as i type #fanfiction prompts #if this is a Project R AU than he gets his stalking traits from tim #yall i do so much editing #my brain is goo #the burnout is real

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bucketofpaint · 4 months

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Danny is Damian's clone.

He's well aware of it. He wasn't just any clone. He was the very first. That was the difference between Danny and other clones. He was made before the League started using brainwashing and stuff into their cloning process.

When Danny was fresh out of the tube, the League had sat him down and explained his the purpose of his existence, gave him some intense training, and immediately tossed him out into the world.

But the thing was, he just didn't care. He had absolutely no loyalty to his creators, and he had no desire to kill/kidnap his original. So he just started walking. The next thing he knew, he was at some orphanage in Illinois.

And then the rest was history. He got adopted by a pair of enthusiastic scientists and their red-head daughter, got his own name, and he could finally start living his own life.

Danny had put the past behind him and had barely even thought about it at all for a long time. That was unill his original showed up at his school.

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Damien was annoyed. He was stuck at some random Illinois town (supposed to be the most haunted place in the world, which was a bunch of ludicrous.) On a transfer program. He tried convincing Father how illogical it would be, but Father had told him it would be good for him to meet new people.

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Danny was annoyed.

"I don't understand what the big deal about him is anyways," Danny complained.

"He started being the ceo of Wayne Enterprise when he was a teenager." Sam countered.

"Ok, so, nepotism."

Sam rolled her eyes. "I still don't understand why you're so against him."

"One, billionaire. Two, Tucker is way cooler than Tim Drake.

Sam's eyes soften. " Tucker is just gone for a few weeks."

Danny's cheeks felt warm. "I never said anything about that. I just want Tucker to find a cooler role model, is all.

Sam gave him an all-knowing look. "Well, if you say so. I'm going to get in line."

Sam, all ways waited last to get in the lunch line. Claiming she didn't want to hold up line when the lunch ladies had to get the vegetarian option. Which was fine, but now that Tucker was doing the dumb transfer student program, all he could do was eat his mediocre lunch and mindlessly play on his phone.

Untill someone grabbed his arm and dragged him out of the cafeteria into the hallway. Danny turned around to face the person. He froze at the sight of his own face. Or well, a glaring rich kid version.

"Oh, it's you." Danny said nonchalant, even though he was screaming inside.

"You're not going to play dumb, clone?"

"No, why would I, The resemblance is uncanny.

"What are you doing here?" His original demanded

"You dragged me here."

His original scowled. "You know what I mean, clone. I won't hesitate to end you."

"Just trying to go to school, honest."

Original glared at him, scanning him with his eyes. The grip on Danny's arm loosened. " I'll be watching you, clone."

" Whatever you say, template."

Danny walked back to the cafeteria, blocking out the yells of rage behind him.

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It was about a week of Damian watching his clone, and he was confused. At first, he thought the league sent the clone to trade places with him before he went back to Gotham, but now he wasn't sure. The Clone seemed to fit in the community to well to have show up recently, but that didn't disprove the theory entirely. It could be a long-term plan from the League. They could be responsible for putting the transfer program in place in the first place.

The other theory was that the clone escaped and made a life for himself, but that didn't explain how he got past his programming.

After the last period, Damian found his clone and pulled him aside.

"What do you want?" His clone asked, irritated.

"You're different then other clones, explain."

"I don't know. I didn't really stick around very long to find out."

"What about your programming?"

"I didn't have any?"

Damian thought about it before giving a small nod. "You don't seem to be a threat, but I'll still keep my eye on you, clone."

"I've got a name, you know." He held out his hand. "Danny Fenton, nice to make your acquaintance."

Damian heistently shook his hand. "Damian Wayne."

That started their unsaid agreement. You don't mess with me, I don’t mess with you. They interacted with each other sometimes, but not very offen. They were impartial to one another, and both sides weren't very keen on getting to know each other. And that was their relationship till the day Damian was leaving.

Damian was waiting for the bus when Danny approached him.

"What do you want, Daniel?"

"I told not to call me that, but uh, here." Danny handed a piece of paper to him. "It's my phone number if you ever need help from the League or anything."

Damian slipped the paper into his pocket. "Give me your phone." Danny handed over his phone, and Damian started typing.

"What are you doing?" Danny asked.

"I'm putting my number in. If you ever require assistance."

Danny smiled, "Thanks."

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A few months later.

Tim was peeking over a corner.

"What are you doing?" Dick asked.

Tim didn't say anything and just waved him over. He walked over and stared in aw at what he saw. Damian was slouched on the couch, his hair messy, playing on his phone.

A few minutes later, Jason joined.

"Am I hallucinating?" Tim whispered.

"Nah, I don't think so... unless we're all hallucinating." Jason whispered back.

"Do you think he has brain damage or been possessed or something?" Tim asked.

Dick shook his head. "That seems unlikely."

"This is so trippy. I've never seen him wear anything that casually like ever.

"What are you imbeciles doing?"

"We're watching Damian."

All three of them froze and turned to look at a glaring Damian.

Damian walked past them and went right up to the second Damian.

"Daniel, what are you doing here?"

The causal Damian 'Daniel' pulled out a letter. "Your pops invited me, and I didn’t want to risk the chance of batman showing up at my front door."