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dyinggirldied · 2 years
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murder mystery, dp x dc style
This one can be canon-divergence or completely derailed from the canon of DP itself but imagine one day the batfam was watching the news when it revealed about the discovery of the corpse of the missing boy Danny Fenton from Amity Park. Bonus, he looked like Damian or any of the batboys, depend on who you prefer. He can be related to them or just coincidentally looks eerily similar to them. Cue batfam freaking out. Doesn't help that the death and the whole case  is too weird to comprehend, with some stuff that didn't make sense. Bruce and others might try to go to Amity Park to get more clues but the town people were even more bizarre and secretive. 
Don't know how the rest will go since i only start thinking about it but if you guys have any ideas, leave it in the comment. I love hearing, or reading, people’s opinions and thoughts like this.
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schwarz-san · 1 year
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A DP AU idea
Fenton is important.
Phantom is the Hero of Amity.
Danny Fenton is lying dead in his arms.
...It wasn't supposee to be like this.
Not like this.
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Ecto fire burns, devouring whole of Amity. Lighting up the obscure skies and the ruins of the town.
Everything is gone, destroyed, dead. Not a single ghost can be found, and its all his fault.
He only wanted recognition, why did everything end up like this?
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He slumped to the pavement, Fenton lying on his arms, dead, broken, bathed in his own blood and ectoplasm with his chest cavity pried open for the entire world to see.
Not that thers anyone left to see it.
"Don't move."
He paused in his own thoughts. Looking up, he's greeted by the sight of Red Huntress, Valerie, poimtingher ecto-gun on him.
"Valerie..."
There's something not right about her.
Eversince moving to Amity park, going through countless amount of ghost atracks, he learned to differentiate ghost from humans.
(A bit too late to notice Spectra and her servant...)
Taking in her ethereal glow(a bit dimmer compared to most ghost somehow), the way her feet doesn't seems to touch the ground no matter how planted they seems to be and the oozing green seeping out of her visible wounds, he could tell...
Valerie is dead.
(—the GIW did something to Amity. Ghost can't stay in Amity for some reason and the dead doesn't turn to ghost no matter how much ectoplasm there is)
She's dead, and the only reason she's standing in from of him is through sheer will power and spite.
And its all his fault.
"Let him go Weston," she charge up her gun.
"Now."
Wes didn't respond, only turning his eyes to Danny's body before laying it down to the ground silently.
Valerie walks closer, leaving trails of bubbling, boiling ectoplasm with every steps she made. Wes could tell, she didn't have much time left. Soon, she'll be gone, just like the rest of the ghost that opted to stay behind Amity after what the GIW did.
"I'm an idiot." She chuckled.
"All this time, it was you all along. And to yhink that i broke up with you to protect you and so that i could hunt ghost better when you're in fact, more than capable of hunting ghost and protecting yourself from them." She looked like she wanted to say more, to hold him close and just babble about everything and anything until her time is up but refrained from doing so. Instead, she send Wes the most hate filled glare that he had every seen.
"I want to kill you."
And that's fine, Wes wants to die too.
"But I won't." She put her gun down.
"I want to kill you ,to make you feel what i feel, to make you feel what danny felt in those bastards hands. But I won't, Danny won't want that. It won't bring him, everything, everyone back. It won't even make me feel better." She isn't looking at Wes anymore, she has that mad glint in her eyes, flashing red as she speak and her emotions peak. It grew everytime she list down everythingshe wants to infict on him for causing this entire mess, her face morphing in to something more derange as she fell further towards her newfound obsession.
Making Wes suffer.
And he deserve all of it, he knew that.
But... it doesn't seem like she'll be able to follow through her obsession for long.
"Don't die Weston."
It would be forever burned in his mind, the sight of danny's vivisected body, and the sight of Valerie slowly melting in to a puddle of boiling ectoplasm over danny's corpse as she stared at him with her glowing red eyes.
"Watch the world burn from your sins you monster."
She melted, leaving only her eye before it, too melted as well.
"It's the least you can do."
And just like that, she's gone. He's alone, surrounded by the burning remains of his home town, the proof of his sins.
He slumped further in to the ground, staring at danny's corpse and the still bubbling ectoplasm that once have been Valerie's ghost.
He trembled, his hands shake as he clutched his head and covered his face, letting out a strangled cry in despair.
He isn't even allowed to die now!
Now bound to watch the world burn with his own fault.
If...! If he just didn't outed danny, hadn't exposed his secret, hadn't succeded in his endeavors! Then maybe, just maybe, the world won't end up like this. The world wouldn't have ended at all!
Everything is gone and it's all his fault.
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The world continue to burn and all wes could is watch.
It's been a year and he's the only one left, no one, not a single life form on earth is left except from him. No animals, no plants, nothing except him and danny's vivisected corpse, that had not rotten one bit even at this point, lying on a casket with wheels that he dragged around wherever he goes.
(—he should have buried him, to let him rest for good and be at peace. He deserve it, after all he did for Amity, for the world and for everything that he went through, good rest is something that he desreve more than everyone else.
But he just can't. No matter how hard he tried, he just can't make himself leave him, to make him rest in peace
—he doesn't want to be alon—!)
Not even those mindless half dead abominations (not danny, never him) that the GIW made in a futile attempt at replicating danny's halfa status.
It's been a year, he barely slept and hadn't eaten anything at this point. What ever the GIW did, ghost weren't the only one affected.
Frankly, Wes isn't sure if he could even called human at this point.
There's nothing left and isn't sure what to do anymore other than doing what valerie told him last year.
"Then perhaps I could just reap you right now," a echoing voice startled Wes out of his own thoughts, he froze and everything JUST S T O P P E D.
The fire, the ashfall, the wind and the ever present crackling sound of the ongoing apocalypse.
Everything stopped.
"Though tempting as it is, I won't, because just likeyoung valerie said, Daniel wouldn't like that." Wes feeling–feel–felt eternity stretched as he watch the halted world around him before turning to the talking figure.
A purple robed clock themed ghost that shift from a baby, a man, and an eldeely man. It's lower half being nothing but a wispy ghost tail holding a equally clock themed staff with C W initials on it.
(For a moment, Wes swore that thought he saw the staff flicker and got replace with a scythe. It was so sudden that Wes almost didn't noticed)
Wes stared at the ghost as the ghost leveled him with a stern expression. Reluctantly, he asked,
"...are you Death?"
It doesn't seem impossible if Wes really think about it, considering that seems to be ghost for everything. Nature, Disasters, Dreams, Nightmares just to name a few.
So it's only fair to think that Death would be some kind of ghost as well.
(He wondered how the ghost isn't affected by what the GIW did but considering that time seems to stop at the moment—)
"Death, young Weston, comes with time. Both being absolute until the very end." The ghost said cryptically, somehow managing to explaining everything yet not at the same time.
"Now, I am Clockwork, young Weston. I must ask, how does it feels to know that you trigger the end of the world? Just curious."
Wes flinched at the defenitely accusing tone. His eyes fell to danny's corpse and his casket and felt everything crashdown on him once again at the reminder as he felt his body trembled.
"I-I..." what is he supposed to say?
"Under normal circumstances, I don't interefere with the timeline, it distrupt order after all. Event like this however, requires intervention."
For a moment, Clockwork's staff seems to flicker.
"And just like I said before, as much as I'm tempted to snuff out your existence out of every possible timeline in the ever expanding multiverse, Daniel won't approve if such thing."
Of course, apparently, this Clockworks ghost knew Danny personally and in good enough term that he could addressed Danny as 'Daniel' which is as far as he knew is something that Danny hates just as much as 'Dan'.
"That and I have thought of a better way to recycle you."
Wait, recycl—!
All of a sudden, the world turn upside down and spin, he then saw a familiar body in familiar clothes holding a rope that connected to Danny's casket and he felt something hit the side if his head and—
Oh.
So he couldn't even see the end like he promised.
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A familiar ceiling and blarring noise of an alarm clock greeted Wes when he opened his eyes and ears.
He blinked, and suddenly shot forward out of his bed (his bed? Wasn't his bed gon—) his hands flew to his neck, to his head, to his body, making sure that his head is still connected to his body.
He let out a sigh of relief when he found that he's still intact.
A little calmer than before, Wes look around the place he woke up to. It... look exactly like his old room, his room way before he ended the world, the conspiracy board, his computer, his window, and multitude of picture of Danny both in his form.
His felt his face burn in embarassment and shame when it dawn to him that he had secretly taken pictures of danny in swimming trunks at P.E.
(Ancients, he really was that shameless wasn't he?)
Wes shut the alarm off and ignored the the conspiracy board (and danny's pictures when he was alive, alive, half alive, and not yet dead) and turn to what supposed to be his room.
This doesn't make sense.
This doesn't make any sense at all.
Clockwork flashed back to his mineld as well does the sight of his own headless body standing still while holding the rope of danny's casket.
He died.
He was dead.
How? How is this possible?
Eveything was gone, no one was left he was the only one left and—!
"Danny...."
God, where's danny?! His casket? Wha—!
His panic was interupted by the door being slammed opened.
"Dude! Dad's been waiting downstairs! Food's getting colder, better get down before he c—"
Standing in the door is his brother.
His long dead brother, telling him that's breakfast is ready.
His long dead brother who died from an ecto-ranium bullet to his forehead by the GIW.
Wes screamed.
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It's been a while since i write something, i hope i did fine.
That said, a DP fic idea! Don't know if i should make a whole fic s8nce i dont really have much time but i figure that i coild jist write them down here and continue them if i feel like it.
And the idea is free for everyone too!
Anyway,
Thanks for reading, Schwarz out!
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necesito-mas-cafe · 8 months
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It's not my skin, it's not my flesh
Ao3 Spanish ver.
Rating: Mature
Archive Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings,Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death
His parents had dedicated his life to that piece of metal and technology.
They forgot to eat, they forgot to sleep, and above all, they forgot their children. As soon as they crossed the door to the laboratory it was as if that portal were the most important thing in the world.
And when his project failed, it was as if everything had finished for them.
They went from reclining in the laboratory to be reclived in their room, and despite the best attempts at Jazz, they just did not come out.
Before they made an effort to stay alive and have the energy to continue building the portal. Now nor that came..
Danny waved his head and stopped his thoughts there, his gaze directed towards the portal, the large metal duct was darkened by leftovers, swallowing dry, and gathering all its value, ventured into the tunnel.
Guiding with a hand resting on the wall, trembling with nerves, he barely felt when something sank under his palm.
The portal immediately collection, illuminated with a strong green light that blinded him. 
He was not prepared for what 
He was not able to form a single coherent thought, too busy trying somehow not to die.
It hurt
Hurts
Hurts
Hurts
Hurts
Hurts
Hurts
As soon as the electricity released it, he fell out of the door off, trembling. He could feel the spasms that were still going through his body.
His parents opened the laboratory door with a strong rumble, attracted by the cry of his son, and hurried him.
He could not see them well through the tears that overshadowed his vision, but they seemed... worried.
He released a sob of relief, and waited for his mother to embrace him, or that his father will comfort him.
They passed from he.
Jazz low, behind his parents, and knelt in front of his little brother, without knowing if it was safe to touch it.
His sister began to shout behind him. The sound echoed in his ears and rushed him in his head.
The green came back black when his vision darkened.
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He spent a week a week at the hospital after that.
His parents had convinced the doctors in some way to a miraculously that he would be better at home.
Even in some way convinced them not to call social services.
What a joy
Even if he was terribly pale and trembled at a small breeze of air. His muscles felt rigid, and still had spasms, he felt frankly horrible. He left the hospital in a wheelchair.
They barely returned their parents were submerged in the laboratory again, and they left Danny to take care of jazz without addressing him another word.
They had lost too much time in the hospital.
A waste of time.
If he did not hurt him so much, he maybe he would throw things through the room, or maybe he would cry on the floor.
But he could not.
Jazz helped him climb the stairs.
His knees creaked and protested before the movement.
It hurts
Unfortunately, Jazz could not take care of him all the time.
Danny scratched the palm of his hand anxiously.
Jazz was not much older than him. And yet it was independent and very intelligent, she did not need to waste time on someone like him.
The feeling of tingling on his skin increased.
Jazz was doing what he could to take the family forward.
God, he had so much itching.
He had made her neighbors to ask for food when the refrigerator was busy with radioactive green samples.
Continue scratching. The dry and crude sound was replaced by a more sticky and humid sound.
Jazz had not yet returned, why did it take so long?
His whole body was numb.
He looked through the window of his room, between shadows and blurry figures, Jazz was not in sight, where could he be?
His muscles hurt and creaked, and itching turned ardor.
Everything hurt a lot lately
His skin began to burn, it was as if he were dying again.
It hurts
His skin began to burn, it was as if he was dying again.
Hurts
He does not want to go through this again.
Hurts so much
He can feel his heart beat. He can feel the blood stream in his veins.
Danny began to scratch his chest.
His hands tremble terribly.
He need to release the pressure. He need to make it stop hurting. He continued scratching.
The palpitating pain was rolled on his chest, scratched and pulled the skin and muscles, breaking his ribs.
Now without major obstacles, Danny was able to see the familiar brightness emanating from her interior.
His vision was flooded in green, and the blood began to drip through his nose.
He needs to be released. 
He continue to fit in your chest, letting go strong moans of pain.
Steps
Someone was climbing the stairs.
Take the bright thing in a fist and throw it across the room, splashing green everywhere.
And then everything vanished into darkness.
A blink after, he felt relief. It did not hurt anymore.
He felt comfortable on his own body for the first time since the accident. He felt floating drift.
The door of his room was opened hard in a kind of Déjà vu.
His parents looked at something behind him with horror.
They have in their hands a small machine that did not stop bite and summarize. Danny tilted his head without understanding.
Not even in front of them, his parents looked at him. He do not ask to avoid growling while turning to see what his parents had so stirred.
Ah
A great puddle of blood was driving on old wood, touching his shoes and making a sticky crunch in when he came over.
In the center was he.
Or rather what was once.
His body was full of bouncled and bloody hives, his skin was cracked and fell to pieces. Black and putrid spots stretched for what was left.
In his chest there was an irregular hole, his heart was exposed, completely made pieces aside.
A trembling voice pulled away from everyone's corpse.
-Danny!?
Jazz had returned.
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otaku4life16 · 2 years
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Pariah Dark/Danny Phantom Meet up with the Justice League (Prompt Request)
so I love the  'Dark Prince' story by The-Other-Ghostwriter(if you haven't read it then you should check it out)  and after reading it years ago I still have this story idea stuck in my head. STILL. STUCK. so someone please help me out and write this. 
So in it Pariah Dark and Danny marry and rule the zone. I/m thinking after Danny has been dead for 50~ years the Justice League gets formed. For one reason or another the League and the two rulers think its best to meet. so they have Pariah and Danny meet in space to talk. (Danny looks super cool btw with his new outfit that hes worn since the wedding and really hast aged much/at all)
what i think could happen next: 
league be shocked at how they look (Pariah is really big and scary looking while Danny looks like a snow fairy
they question why Pariah brings Danny. maybe even tells him that he can wait for them to finish the meeting
be shocked when they find out that Danny is the Prince/consort/wife of Pariah
be shocked the Pariah is hundreds of years old and that Danny is older than them
have Danny dominate in the meeting
Danny be exited to be in space
Danny and Pariah be cute with each other
maybe Danny interacts with the Young Justice
Danny and Pariah making honeymoon plans
this is literally something I've had in my head for a long time. As always let me know what you guys think of my idea. let me know if you guys want to write a story like this and you don’t have to use everything if you do.
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paxopalotls · 3 months
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The fanfictions are infecting me with brainrot oh my god have some au doodles before I explode
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that-one-weird-cloud0 · 4 months
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Batfam: ghosts aren’t real.
Danny, having been trying to explain that he’s the dead boy to them or 3 hours: *pulls sleeve up and sticks out arm*
Danny: Find. A. Pulse.
Batfam: Danny, how is this—oh my god where is your pulse?
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Do it for the Plot
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I like the idea of Tim and Danny meeting and just clocking each other as little shits TM.
Just causing chaos to everyone in a way that can't really be traced back to them like 'Who? Me? I was busy doing all of these other things I have no idea how I would do that?'
Danny helps Tim get revenge on the bats for all the shit he's had to put up with and being absolute trolls about the whole thing *chefs kiss*
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Tim&Danny dragging Ra's body
Damian: "Wha-?"
T&D: "No one will ever believe you"
Danny makes them go invisible
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Bats: "Where ya going Tim?"
Tim holding back a cackle:" Oh, it's my anniversary so it's date night!"
Bats: "Anniversary?! We didn't know you were getting serious with someone?"
Tim: "Serious? He's my husband of course I'm serious about him"
Bats: "Wait hold on-!"
Tim: "Gotta go! Can't be late I have to make sure the babysitter has everything they'll need."
Bats: "BABYSITTER!?"
Tim: "Bye bye~!"
(They planned all of it including their 'fake marriage', Danny went back in time with the help of CW who is a troll at heart, and made the legal changes including Dan and Dani as their kids (their de-aged) otherwise someone (Oracle) would have eventually realized that the license is fake. So they went back in time and made it legitimately real)
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Danny being Ghost King means that Tim is now also royalty
Tim walking up to John Constantine:" I have your entire soul"
and then just turning around and leaving
John very much felt the very strong Death Energy claiming Tim: "I don't want to be sober right now"
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Earth about to be taken over for the 5th time that year by higher beings
Tim walking up late with coffee in his hand: "Leave or I'll call my husband"
Higher Beings very much not wanting to mess with the High King of the Infinite Realms: ᕕ( ᐕ )ᕗ
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The Phantom family relaxing with cucumbers on their eyes and face masks: "Did you hear something?"
The Bats & Everyone else:
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Just an Idea
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ikiprian · 1 month
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Ghost Kitchen (brought to you by criminal entrepreneur, Red Hood)
Danny’s got the easiest job in Gotham.
He works as a fry cook at a shoddily-run, independent burger joint. Hardly anyone comes in, despite prices being criminally low, and portions insanely large, and while the manager looks like the average tough-as-nails ex-con, he lets Danny mess around in the kitchen whenever the place is empty. (Which is often. This place has to be the city’s hidden gem or something!)
Mr. Manager’s the only one ever there with Danny, except for sometimes when his buddies come over to smoke and play cards. Danny would find it shady, except part of his job is not to ask questions. Literally, he was told during the interview.
(It was a weird interview. Why would they need to hire someone who’s been in a gunfight before? Like, he has, but Gotham’s idea of “hirable qualities” is so bizarre.)
So instead he whips up some killer burgers with the frozen ingredients, and basks in the praise as the guys tell him he shouldn’t have, he does too much for this joint, ain’t that friendly!
Now, Danny’s a chef on the newer side. As a teen he’d preferred the look of Nasty Burger over anything with Michelin stars, and he only really took up cooking after Jazz moved out for college. But just like ecto-exposure used to turn the groceries sentient, Danny’s low-level ecto signature imbues all his food with something historically haunted Gothamites just love! And Danny’s never been one to half-ass a job when it makes people happy.
With fresher produce, real meat, Danny’s sure he can take his dishes to the next level. It takes a couple months of badgering, but his manager finally agrees to contact the mysterious store owner, who keeps the place going, despite profits Danny knows have to be in the red.
Danny spends the morning prepping. He pours his heart into his food, eager to impress. The big boss will be here soon, and he wants to prove that despite the dangerous location, this place has real potential!
It isn’t until the Red Hood shows up that Danny realizes he’s been working for a money laundering scheme.
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Dead on main au where
1. Danny wears a 1/2 face mask as a ghost to make sure his parents don’t find out who he is
2. The decision to start wearing the mask was a spontaneous thing that happened at school and he stole the mask from his high school’s theater department
3. Danny moves to Gotham as soon as he turns 18 on a scholarship but it doesn’t include dorm fees.
4. Danny hides out in an abandoned theater (the attic is surprisingly well insulated!!!!) and spends most of his time there as a ghost because he can’t anywhere else in Gotham.
5. An injured Red hood limps his way into one of his favorite old hideouts (the theater obviously), and promptly passes out from blood loss with the hazy image of a masked glowing spector as the last thing he sees.
6. He wakes up enough to hear soft reassurances of safety and feel cool hands carry him with no noticeable strain.
7. Jason comes to in a giant nest of blankets with his wound neatly stitched up, a killer headache, and a sticky note wishing him well/ promising the writer didn’t leak under the helmet (a fact Jason is well aware of considering his head is very much unexploded)
8. Jason tries to leave but he passes out again and is honestly too tired to try again when he comes back around. So he just…falls asleep.
9. Jason wakes up again to warm food on an old silver tray and an empty room, not knowing Danny is watching him from the corner to make sure he doesn’t fall again. Not that Danny wouldn’t catch him again, but he’d prefer it didn’t happen at all.
In short, Danny plays elusive nurse to the dangerous red hood while Jason sees a literal ghost that lives in an abandoned theater wearing a phantom of the opera mask and decides he’s found a keeper. Clearly he appreciates the drama.
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itskeithxx · 1 month
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Summoning The Ghost King [GONE WRONG]
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Good grief this took so long (12 hrs 45 min) but it’s done! i have never drawn Jason before or any DC character but ive been obsessed with DP x DC crossover fics so this was born :3 i hope he looks ok lol
also: the runes are actual words i translated and they spell out stuff abt summoning the ghost king…. i def didn’t need to do all that but eh
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proneterror204 · 2 months
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The Batfam think they know vampires.
They dont.
Especially since Cass has been a vampire the entire time.
She gets her drinks from the med bay, wears expensive high quality sunscreen and minds her powers. Most stuff the family believes in is movie propaganda. So imagine her surprise when a cute and tasty boy instantly recognizes as a vampire.
Danny has little experience with actual vampires. Most just comes from his godfather, who is a half ghost vampire, but its enough to recognize a beautiful vampire girl on his field trip in Gotham. He just has to ignore it and not draw attention to himself.
Oh God why is she following him?!
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sharkfinn · 5 months
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aw yeah silly little dead ringer fanart because i love you @browa123 youre amazing you did this concept so much justice
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GO READ DEAD RINGER I CANT WAIT FOR THE FULL STORY TO COME OUT ITS SO GOOD I CANT WAIT TO SEE WHAT PEOPLE THINK OF IT ALL AAGGHHHHHHHH!!!!
LIIINK!!!!!!!!
iM SO NORMAL ABOUT DEAD RINGER IM SO NORMAL ABOUT DEAD RINGER
(AND A LINK TO MY EI SUBMISSION WOO YIPEEE!!!)
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hello-eden · 1 month
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Dead on main idea
Destabilized Ellie with an extra donor needed. you know the usual plot. Elle Has also been deaged. Danny goes on a search for a liminal enough donor and finds Jason Todd recently turned into the Red Hood.I don't have a good idea for how the conversation goes but by the end of it Jason agrees to help stabilize elle.
I imagine Jason wants to be in their life but he's busy with Revenge So the plan is for Danny to go to college in Gotham. By the time Danny has finished school and has moved to Gotham and gotten everything sorted the entire Red Hood plot has already happened and everyone already knows Jason and his Resurrected but they're not close enough for him to start talking about Danny and Ellie. So I imagine Jason Goes Out For Less Patrols and less missions that he can join on because he is getting to know Danny and Ellie while they're in his life now.
I think there's a misunderstanding in the beginning of Jason going out with single father. but it is later revealed that Jason is the father. It depends on how far Ellie Has been deaged due to destabilization. I think it's funny if they think Jason and Danny had Ellie before Jason died. Which makes the bat family scramble for how they know  each other in the first place. I think Danny's nonchalantness about everything Supernatural and Ghostly ends up rubbing off on Jason so Jason forgets  the normal conclusion is teen pregnancy and not clone baby.
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raynewolfegirl · 11 days
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Dead on Main Head Cannon
My favorite head cannon for this ship is that when they're feeling petty and pissed off at each other they'll send the other a purple hyacinth. It hits both of their dead, melodramatic souls perfectly. Flower language for purple hyacinth is "my regrets follow you to the grave" and that just vibes the same as "my condolences for your stupidity" to me at least.
Jason in a meeting as Red Hood with his gang. Flower shop worker guy comes in and says with the monotone of a dead-souled retail worker: "Delivery for Mr. Hood?"
Jason raises his hand with a sardonic head tilt.
Flower shop guy drops a small pot of purple hyacinth in front of him on the table and then reads off a small white card. "For leaving me to meet your dad by myself. Love, Danny." He puts the card back in his pocket. "Enjoy your flowers." He says in a way that makes Jason certain the man has no idea what the word enjoy actually means before shuffling out of the warehouse.
Hood's men all sit there silently for several long moments before one of them finally dares to speak.
"You made them meet the parents by themselves?"
Jason let's out a long heavy sigh.
"Anyone got a couch I can use tonight?"
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emacrow · 2 months
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Danny has an aggressive secret admirer and that Admirer is Damian wayne.
How this all started was during the Gotham exchange program where Danny had accidentally enrolled in as a joke but didn't think he actually get picked.
Luckily his rogues decided to give him some peace for once since they didn't want to go anywhere near Gotham because she a scary lady, but she actually a very misunderstood lady who just want companion..
Just have a odd way of expressing.. but she allow him in her city until the program is over but has hinted very cryptic if he want to stay then Her Knights have ways.
On his first day of gotham high, everyone so far kept whispered about the new wayne bait?
He didn't really listen but he was mostly asleep in the classes because he already have the whole class homework down already and he using this entire program as a vacation to sleep for once since he first became a halfa.
How he met Damian was pure accident.. literally, as he had accidentally body flipped him so hard to the ground due to Damian grabbing his shoulder and he really didn't meant it but his body instinctly grab his hand.
Which lead to his now peaceful vacation becoming a bit problematic.. as Damian will not leave him alone..
Unknownly to danny. He had gained admirer..
His locker filled with letters that would make Dora blush with how old fashioned they were written in. The occasion and daily weapon gift giving left in his own dorm.( he thought it was skulker leaving him weapons to try out on their next fight) The chocolates he kept receiving thought it was from the other girls from the other class room. Some of his clothes were missing but he thought it was his roommate.
Meanwhile Damian is at his wits end to the point of nearly putting cameras in Danny's room if it weren't for Tim catching on rather quickly on his 'too far gone deep obsession' with the new kid. He had been benched several times because he had been caught on several occasions trying to sneak into Danny's apartment, his locker, his gym locker. To the point they now trying to distract him from approaching danny.
He is just doing the courting rituals that he had learned so far from Talia.. he didn't even get to try the kidnapped and held hostage ritual yet :(
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Danny: *just chilling on the couch while being very still™️ at the Wayne Manor*
Clark: *comes to visit*
Clark: hey Bruce?
Bruce: yes?
Clark: why is there a dead child in your living room?
Bruce: what 0-0
Danny: oh shit
Danny: *starts up heartbeat* better?
Clark: *even more freaked out*
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