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rainybyday · 2 years
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I have to say that this is @yukinohananana017 fault for commenting and saying this one line
“He tried his best but it wasn't enough to change anything meaningful, as well as the fact that Fate was locked in and his hands were tied”
your fault, I love you for this and hate your (affectionately) for giving me brain rot
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Going for the Ghost King Danny idea, Danny is the ruler of all things that are both dead and are either born/created in the Infinite Realms from not only his dimension but from every dimension. His is the king of all things dead and the passageways and crossroads of ghost or entities that live in the Realms from crossing other dimension and such. 
Danny is not the person who sees the future of those dying nor does his cause it, he only gains his people once they are truly dead or are an entity that is created/born of from death.
What I’m trying to get at is that he is the living embodiment of Death as he is Death himself, similarly how Clockwork is the embodiment of Time itself. Other entities such as Life, Space, Fate and Universes are that of the same level of power of both beings as they rule or have control of their domain of their names.
For example, people that have power over death, such as necromancy or supernatural people, are a shared custody with both Life and Death (Danny) since they are living beings to willingly choose to use death as their means of power
Custody with people that are revived, those that fully die and go back to living are people that Life and Death (Danny) both fight for as, unlike those that borrow Death’s power, they actively became his subjects/people when they died and then went back to life. Those custody battles are always a struggle (and Life likes to pull the halfa card a lot on Death as its within their rights to order Death to certain terms and conditions (unfortunately this is also a double swords as because Death still is living, Life likes to make it so that Death is spoiled for his last living years before he truly becomes dead (or unless his becomes immortal in his human form but that’s a whole other idea)))
(Arguing for Batfam rights like: “Why can’t I have them???” “Because they aren’t dead!” But they did die, almost all of them died!!!!” “THEY REVIVED!” “THEY DIED MORE THEN A MONTH!!!!” “THAT WAS ONLY TWO OF THEM AND YOU KNOW IT!!!!!”)
Same as with Fate, Death can’t choose his subjects, nor can he tell or influences when someone dies, however, Fate is never set in stone because Time can always change, and bend and Fate can’t do anything against Time if Time chooses to change its course so Fate can’t do anything to Death if he has Time to help prevent some people from dying. Although both work together when it comes to reviving people because its not their time to die yet. 
(Jason, no more need to be said. “Your doing what now?” “A revival.” “And you need me why???” “I can always ask Life-” “Fuck no. I get custody rights.”)
Death and Space also have an easy relationship as Space always shifts the Infinite Realms to fit Death’s people and to travel to other dimensions whenever Death wishes. They are always at peace with one another unless Fate or Time tells Space to not let Death go to certain places at certain times. 
(Summoning circles are Space messing with Death to get pulled form one dimension to another.)
(Lazares pits are cracks in Space that Spaces leaves for Death to use)
Universe on the other hand is more powerful than all other embodiments and doesn’t make contact with those embodiments when they feel like it. The  Universe is more powerful than Time and Fate, shifts Space and goes beyond the rules of Life and Death. They are more powerful than all. 
However, they all live and work in a harmonic system that work so well with one another.
(Or me brain rotting over that one capital letter “F” and running many ideas how Danny is truly Death itself and then Clockwork is added to the mix before Fate is added and my mind is brunning)
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bonchobrick · 1 year
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hihi, its veerli and it’s dannymay here’s my day 11!! (which is just doodles that have been filling my pages for awhile)
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dcxdpdabbles · 4 months
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DCxDP: Immunity system
Danny gets confused for Tim Drake when he stop for gas in Gotham on his way to visit Dan. His clone had set up shop- a literary comic book shop- in Metropolis.
Danny was going for the weekend to help him run the red dot sale and also spend time with his Clone turned older brother.
Dan after being released from his prison and getting a Core Cleanse in the FarFrozen ectoplasm iced pools, had mellowed out greatly.
It turns out Dan had gone mad after suffering a dip in contaminated ectoplasm. He called it "Pit Madness" and Clockwork assured him it was a real medical condition
Much like getting bitten by a rabies-infected animal, Dan's condition was not his fault despite turning him violent.
After the Big Reveal with his parents - who took the news surprisingly well- Team Phantom introduced Elle and Dan to them.
The two clones had been quickly made official Fentons and now Danny had an older brother and a young sister.
Elle lived at home with Danny and his parents, but Jazz and Dan moved out after high school graduation. Danny was thinking of moving in with Dan to go to college.
He wasn't sure, but he still had a whole year to decide.
Danny found a gas station within his GPS map and stopped at the closest one. There weren't a lot of people around, so he assumed that was a slow day.
He was not aware the locals avoided the area due to the danger of feuding gangs. He was also unaware that while pumping the gas, a Scarecrow goon was watching him.
That goon knew his boss had been getting a bit bored with his experiments, and he knew it wouldn't be long before his boss turned on his employees to relieve his boredom.
He was just starting to sweat, thinking he would be the new genuine pig until Tim Drake himself rolled out of a beat up car in the bad part of town.
He practically gift-wrapped himself for Scarecrow! The goon grins, creeping up behind the distracted young man.
One of the employees' inside the gas station had clocked Tim Drake too and had been staring at him - how could he not when Tim was a Bi icon?- and sees the moment the goon covers the boy's mouth with a clotch and yank him into a van that speeds away.
For a moment, the employee only gawked after the speeding vehicle, too shook to do anything as it disappears around a corner.
He scrambles for his phone to call 911. He prays that his slow reaction does not cost Drake's life.
(His call's transcript pings on Oracle's program designed to pick up the civilian names of the Bats if ever used in the emergency hotlines)
Sadly it is hours before the Bats have even an idea of where Tim (actually Danny) was taken to.
Danny wakes up in a warehouse, strapped to a table. He only had a brief moment of thinking his worst fear was coming true ,his parents, were going to rip him apart molecular by molecular, despite it being two years since they learn.
Thankfully a man dressed in a ridiculous Halloween costume steps into the light and he knows it's not his parents.
"Lovely expression Mr. Drake. Let's see how lovely that fear truly is," the man says in a raspy voice, holding up a needle. He stabs Danny with it and the boy blanches as the hot liquid enters his blood stream.
A minute goes by.
Two.
Three.
"Ugh was that supposed to do something?" He questioned, moving around his restraints to check his chances of escape without outing himself as Phantom.
The camera pointing at him limits his options.
The man dressed as Scarecrow lets out a gleeful cackle. He doesn't answer Danny, instead turning to the door- from where Danny can lift his head, it looks like he's in a basement of some kind- and shouts, "Bring me experiment six two six!"
A bulky man comes in carrying a tray of tubes. Danny watches as Scarecrow carefully selects a tube and pours it into another needle. "Lets see how you handle this"
The answer is Danny handles it very well. In fact he takes all seven tubes without a single reaction. Honestly it's the needle that's a real bother.
Scarecrow is both impressed and slightly insulted by the end of it. "How did a simpleton chloroform work on you but not my brilliant science!?"
Danny squints at him. "I would call this many things but never science, let alone brilliant, you fruitloop."
He gets knocked out again for his cheek with a new chloroform rag.
He wakes to the same made leaning over him again, but this time, there is also a clown in purple. Danny can only stare as the clown cackles.
"I think you're losing your special touch if Tim Drake is immune to your Fear Gas." The clown says, and Danny wonders if a costume convention exists in town.
Danny is happy to see that besides being knocked out and tied him down they haven't really done anything to him. "Who are you supposed to be?"
The clown face spams before a wide, mad grin breaks across his face. If Danny were to look of the definition of madness in a dictionary he knows this guy would be the example for it.
"I'm just a simple chum who wants to see the world laugh," The clown tells him, holding a squirt flower in Danny's face. "Let's see that smile!"
Danny squeaks as the liquid splashes in his face, some going up his nose. He coughs while the two men stare intensely at him.
After a moment Danny gets himself under control. "Ugh what was that? Is smell nasty"
The clown face freezes, rage bleeding into his eyes as the scarecrow one scoffs "seem you are also losing your touch, chum"
"No no no. Our little friend just needs a higher dosage! I'll have him laughing in no time!"
He doesn't. After a gas tank full of that nasty-smelling stuff is forced onto his face, and five different needles stabbed into his arm the clown is forced to admit Danny is immune.
They still call him "Mr. Drake" even though Danny tells them between needles that's not his name.
After hours of attempting to get a reaction out of him- both by clown and scarecrow- , Danny is knocked out again by the little rag.
When he comes two three people stand over him. The two from before, though clown now looks murderous and scarecrow politely interested, and a women in green with leaves splat across her outfit.
So Danny got kidnapped by a Scarecrow, a clown, and a nymph? Sounds like the beginning of a bad joke.
The gas mask is forced back onto his face and another Danny struggles he can do nothing as he is forced to breath in a new gas.
The woman watches his reaction with a keen eye before nodding "He should be pretty far gone now"
Scarecrow shakes his head. "There isn't a single reaction. He isn't affected by your pheromones."
The woman scoffs, leaning over Danny and fluttering her eyelashes "You're going to kill dear old dad for me"
Danny glares at her. "Like hell, I will."
His voice is muffled by the mask but they hear him and the woman actually looks shocked "He might need a higher dosage "
"By all means, give it a try. Neither Joker or I saw a difference in Mr.Drake even after adjusting his intake."
"How is that possible?"
"Maybe because you all suck!"
The clown slams his hands on the table. "I am one of the best chemists in the world, brat!"
"And the ugliest!"
Danny doesn't see the knife until it's pressed repeatedly into his left leg. He screams around his mask as the Clown spits and swears at him.
The other two only watch, neither seemingly bothered by the man stabbing a teenager.
Then the knife is plunged into his stomach, and he screams as the world almost whites out in agony.
Danny, blinks the white hot pain, and is just barely thinking of going ghost when the door bursts open and a group of people wearing more costumes pour in.
A man dressed as a Bat flings the clown away with an outraged cry. Danny can't see where the clown lands, but he hears fighting all around him.
A boy in a hood and mask appears in his line of sight. There is a worried frown on his face as he quickly picks at the locks keeping Danny down "Do not worry, Drake, we are here."
Danny finally gives in to the pain, running to blissful darkness as a man in a red helmet lifts him off the bed and makes a run for the door.
The kid provided cover for them.
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snazzydwarf · 2 months
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(This was written in July oh dear-)
You know how in a lot of fics a de-aged Danny winds up in Gotham either via Clockwork putting him there, or Danny goes through a portal (either through his own volition or not) and ends up being taken in by one of the bats?
Okay that, but what if he was never picked up and ends up falling through the cracks and becoming one of the many homeless children wandering Gotham's streets, but unlike all the other street kids who know when to keep their head down Danny just doesn't have those fear receptors... like at all- It's almost scary with how the kid manages to just not give a single flying fuck about what is going on.
So after a while of wandering the streets and getting acquainted with the Gotham's inhabitants everyone slowly get's used to the kid wandering around, dropping their guard and greeting him with smiles when he toddles around the corner, looking for his next meal or piece of scrap clothing.
Perhaps it's this show of trust they begin to notice the strangeness that hangs around him like a cloud. The shifting coloured eyes, the coldness in his skin that never seems to go away no matter how much clothing the kid gets bundled in.
The fact that no one knows where he goes once they take their eyes on him? Spooky to say the least, but they're Gothamites! One shady, possibly meta, kid ain't gonna change anything.
So he becomes a staple in everyone's lives, and eventually learned his name is Danny. He talks about having an older sister called Jazz, two best friends and a puppy he named Cujo. (who let their kids watch Cujo???) They also learned he had an innate fear of The Bats, whenever one swept into the streets during their nightly patrol he would just... disappear. He became unfindable and wouldn't appear until the next day.
At first they thought it was him finding a safe place to sleep while the night rolled around and the Rouges came out to play, but that assumption was quickly squashed when he was caught wailing on one of the Jokers henchmen. The white makeup couldn't even cover up the black and blue bruises that covered his face.
It was comical, if not a bit frightening to see this small child practically a baby sitting upon a knocked out, grown ass man. His little stubby legs dangling off the side of his body, too small to even reach the ground.
Of course nothing stays under the Bats radar for long so he end up eventually getting spotted. However none of the Bats where expecting such resistance from the civilians when they offered to take the kid.
Now whenever the little tyke is bumbling around and a Bat (or any other vigilante associated with them) is in the area, it's all hands on deck to distract Danny and get him somewhere else.
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ew-selfish-art · 7 months
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Dp x Dc AU: Bruce has a 'if you can't beat them, join them' mentality about the tabloids claiming he adopts too many kids- Developing foster homes that are paid for through the Wayne inheritance, personally vetted by the Bats, they're the leaders in the space for child health outcomes and family placement. Insert Danny.
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Bruce has too much wealth, too many rumors and not enough reach into the abhorrent foster homes around Gotham to improve them. Tim ends up being the one to suggest it- He's the one who buys up their real estate for their safe houses after all- and Bruce is more than ready to pull the metaphorical trigger to get new clean welcoming spaces, Bat-background checked fosters and a new era of adoption in Gotham underway.
He's lobbied the state and the federal government for reforms of course, but this is a project he can micromanage. He spends time with every kid that comes through, talks with all the families that want to adopt and makes sure that these miniature homes are provided only the very best. Alfred personally hires all the staff, and with Barbara more than happy to help relocate the unhoused children she spots while they patrol, the project is a glowing success.
Occasionally, spots in their houses fill up, and those are the weeks were Cass takes on the Cowl of Batman- Bruce Wayne will personally invite a child in need to his home. He always has one of his kids present (they rotate on a pre-determined schedule) and he does his best to try and get them to understand that they deserve the world, have all the potential that anyone else has and can achieve a bright future. That he will personally aid them in their ambitions.
PR goes crazy for it of course, but Bruce and all of his children know its genuine. Almost too genuine, because a betting pool 'WILL THEY BE ADOPTED' regularly circulates between the siblings and the entire JL when someone spends time at the manor. And not just the black-haired, Blue-eyed kids get picked as favored outcomes- but obviously the running joke gets passed around.
It's a Thursday night when Bruce gets the call that the houses have once again filled up, and that there is a child in need of a home. The social worker (he knows her as Marsha and he has flowers planned to be sent on her birthday next week, like he does for all of his employees) (Say micromanaged one more time) explains that the kid is a bit cagey but has opened up with some humor. She explains that he has a few strange... mannerisms. She's not sure what to make of him, a non-gothamite for sure but something is, well, distinctly 'not from around here' about his energy.
Danny arrives at the house, meets Duke and Alfred, and by the time Bruce meets him at the dinner table it seems as though Marsha had it all wrong. This kid was laughing, he was teasing, he was totally playing along like he'd gone through nothing. Bruce is glad he's in high spirits but its just so... so different from all the other children he's taken in.
Bruce re-focuses on the conversation when Duke mentions something flashing, and its the first time that Danny goes quiet. Entirely still.
"...you noticed that?" Danny quietly asks, a bit of disbelief in his tone.
"You don't have a flashlight on or something do you? It was super bright whatever it is that you had in your hand a second ago?" Duke tries to sound chill but he's looking very much not chill. Bruce saw nothing, and that puts him further on edge.
"Look... I uh, I've been though... I've been through a lot lately. And the last lab I was in kind of, messed with me. I'm normally much better at dealing with it all, I promise." Danny sounds nervous, and the room seems to chill.
"Ah shoot, sorry." Danny notices something and frantically apologizes.
"Sorry for what Danny? You've done nothing wrong but I am worried about you- You said you were in a lab?" Bruce is desperately trying to calm him down while not slipping into Batman interrogation mode.
"Uh, yeah, like a lot of labs. It should get warmer in a second, its just cause I startled, I promise."
"You're a meta." Duke speaks softly and with hope in his voice- Danny is looking between them with wide eyes filled with fear.
"I mean I don't technically have the gene-"
"Danny, have you told any of your case workers where you were? Do any authorities know what you've been through?" Bruce needs to know, desperately, that who ever gave this young boy super powers is brought to justice. Danny goes quiet.
"I'm really sorry." He says softly, but he doesn't leave them.
Duke and Bruce try to ask a few more questions but the silence that meets them declares the conversation over, even with Duke admitting he himself is a meta. Danny didn't even look up from his plate. They watch a movie after dinner, and Danny seems to get back to the smile-y happy guy he had been before dinner.
Each of the bat-fam have their own interactions with Danny- And even if they're getting along amazingly, Danny won't open up. He doesn't open up to his provided therapist. Doesn't talk to Alfred. No one knows what's up.
So when Marsha calls Bruce back explaining they now have a spot for Danny and he can move out of the Manor... Bruce replies that he'd like to get started on Adoption paperwork, so long as Danny is fine with it.
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Turns out, Danny is fine with it. he's both the newest Wayne and their newest case. (And godamnit, his new family is going to avenge him. If only he'd let them try.)
Danny figures out that Duke= Signal early on because of that dinner, and if he's going to keep his parents out of jail, he needs to be as close to the investigation as possible. He knows that he shouldn't protect the Fentons, but he feels the upset in his core at the thought of letting them befall any harm. He has to protect them. Has to protect Jazz and her hiding spot as a mole within their lab. Has to.
Even if it meant lying to his new family who loves him, and who he loves in equal return. Even if it means lying to The Bats.
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Tabloids go crazy about the black-haired blue-eyed thing of course, but no poll was ever taken by the batfam or the JL who know the whole story.
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nerdpoe · 10 months
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Spirit Halloween Meet Cute AU short
The ritual was well underway, and Bruce could see Dick choking on a strange liquid the cultists were forcing down his throat. It was the same liquid that filled the small pool he was restrained in.
It was Lazarus Waters.
As if that wasn't enough, drawn in blood on the ground was a strange sigil, presumably for invoking something or someone.
And Bruce knew he was out of time; if he wanted Dick to survive, he couldn't wait for a JLD member.
He had to move.
He broke the skylight and crashed into the middle of the enemy, trusting his team to follow. The fighting was mostly a blur, with Bruce's sole focus on getting to a now-limp Nightwing.
And then the sigil lit up.
From the Lazarus water Dick was resting in, a figure started to emerge.
It appeared to be a man around the same age as Bruce, a little taller than him, with snow white hair and glowing green eyes. He was haloed with an ethereal light as he picked up Dick's unconscious body like it was nothing.
Bruce did not think.
Only vaguely aware of the cries of despair behind him, Bruce launched himself at the strange being and decked it in the face.
The being reeled back, and Bruce used its distraction to rip Dick out of its arms.
Bruce darted back enough to hand Dick off to a swearing Jason, and readied himself to go after the being again.
But the being just stood there, hand to its face as it stared at him in...awe?
"You're a human," it-he-said, appearing amazed, "And you actually managed to hurt me."
Bruce bared his teeth in a facsimile of a smile.
"I can make it hurt a lot worse, too-"
"Marry me."
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"...What?"
"Wait, did I say that outloud?"
"I can't...I don't even know who you are. So. Marriage is not. Uh." Bruce fumbled, unsure of how to handle this turn of events.
"My moniker is Phantom, my name is Danny, and I'm going to disappear now and act like I don't exist."
There was an overwhelming pressure, his ears popped, and Bruce's opponent was...gone.
"Tt. He is clearly not good enough for you."
"Cute."
"Black Bat, no; watching out father figure flirt is not cute. B, if you're done swooning, we need to finish mopping up the cultists."
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minty364 · 2 months
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DPXDC Prompt #108 Part 1
He remembered going to bed in his own bed last night. His own bed in his own room. This wasn’t his room, his bed, or even his pajamas. The body he was in didn’t feel quite right either, almost like it somehow knew he wasn’t supposed to be in it. Part of him wondered if he was dreaming but he was way too self aware for this to be a dream. 
This room didn’t look like any of his brother's rooms either. It had a bunch of space themed trinkets, glow in the dark stars on the ceiling, and NASA posters on the walls. None of his brothers were into space as far as he knew so this had to be a strangers room. He wondered for a moment if he was kidnapped or something, but that didn’t sound quite right either. He was in a stranger's body so he must be in this person’s room. He had to figure out exactly what was going on. 
Just as he was considering his options the phone by the table side started ringing. Damian didn’t really know where the tune came from but it sounded catchy. He looked at the caller ID and while the phone didn’t recognize the number Damian did. It was his own, hopefully he’d be able to get some answers. 
“Hello?” He answered.
“Yeah, I’m sorry about all of this. My parents are inventors and one of their inventions backfired big time. I’m Danny” The voice on the other line was his own, a little jarring sure but it to be expected, if he was in someone’s body there was a good chance they were in his body. “My name’s Damian, Inventions? This is quite the backfire. I hope you have a plan to switch us back.”
“Yeah, don’t worry, I’ve got a couple friends looking into it, they’ll be on their way in a bit to help with all of this.” 
Damian was starting to get irritated a little at how this was going. Bringing outside ‘help’ into the situation just seemed more like a distraction from whatever ‘Danny’ had planned for Gotham.
“Right, Damian, so right now you're in my body and I’m in your’s… so, my parents' invention was only supposed to strengthen the soulmate pull, but because of my weird biology. We switched bodies instead.” Damian didn’t have word’s, the whole story sounded ludicrous. But at the same time, Damian couldn’t help but believe it was true.
The weird things about the body he was in, helped convince him and then, suddenly a thought occurred to him. Hesitantly he lifted his other hand up to his neck to check his pulse.
It was unusually slow, “Why’s your pulse so slow?” he couldn’t help but ask. He didn’t want to admit it but he was starting to freak out a little. 
“Like I said, I’ve got weird biology. I’ll explain, but it isn’t a pretty story. I don’t really want to explain all of this but since you're in my body, you need to know so you can keep my parents from finding out. Deal?”
Having weird biology still didn’t quite explain things but hopefully a few things didn’t quite make sense, “You said your parent’s were researching soulmates? Why.”
“Alright, I’ll give you this one but seriously you’ve got to promise to keep my parent’s from finding out about things. They were a little upset that I haven’t found mine yet, my sister found hers so they were excited for me to find mine. Long story short, bad things tend to happen when my parents get excited.”
So from the sound of things Danny thought they were soulmates. That might have been true but there wasn’t a good way for them to prove anything at the moment. For now it would probably be better to go along with Danny’s plan. He didn’t like it but he could probably get a lot of information out of Danny’s friends if he played along. “Alright I agree to not intentionally reveal anything to your parents.”
“Work’s for me. What do you know about ghosts?”
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hypewinter · 1 year
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We've seen a lot of Danny is Damian's twin or older brother but I haven't seen many Danny is Damian's younger brother.
Dick Jason Tim Cass
I see this going two ways:
Danny gets whisked away from the league. Probably because Ra's was going to have Damian kill him as a test of loyalty but Talia or one of his nurses was having none of that. He ends up in Illinois, becomes a ghost, bla bla bla. They meet again when Sam drags Danny to a gala in Gotham with her and Damian is like "Danyal!?". Danny is utterly confused because he was too young to remember Damian or the league. Cue Damian going into overprotective 'I'm never letting you out of sight again' mode. The giw doesn't stand a chance once he finds out about them. The batfam is absolutely shocked because no one knew their youngest could be that protective of another person (Damian is 16 in this while Danny is still 14 btw). Him and Jazz are about to duke it out for custody or at least for the position as the most reliable sibling. Danny meanwhile is still processing that he has an assassin older brother. Neat.
Danny reincarnates. He retains his ghost powers somewhat which makes him special in the eyes of Ra's. This means he gets a separate training regimen. Damian sees his younger brother winning all of his grandfather's attention and promptly proceeds to pretend like he doesn't exist when he leaves for Wayne Manor. Out of jealousy and all that. Until one of the batbros is needling him about something or another and he lets it slip. The batfam is instantly like "we gotta rescue him" which Damian is not happy about. The entire rescue mission, he's complaining about how pointless this all is and how Danny is probably living like a king until they break into his room. Danny's room is bare except for a bed and when he sees Damian, he runs to him crying "you came back for me!". It turns out that Danny's training was much crueler to truly bring out the fullest force of his powers (no better trainer than survival and all that). Danny thinks his older brother came to save him and gets attached quickly. Damian refuses to admit how much the guilt is eating him up on the inside. (In this one Damian is 12 and Danny is 10)
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puppetmaster13u · 8 months
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The GIW made a mistake when they went after Phantom. They made yet another upon venturing into the darkened alleys. They made their last when they harmed the ghostling. Gotham is a viscous, vengeful being, and their guardians just as much.
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Babe in the wood (dp x dc)
“Are you lost?” The voice suddenly said from beside him and Jason flinched with his whole body. In half a second, he was faced towards the sound with his two arms raised defensively. Only for his gaze to drop several paces lower to meet the big blue eyes of a little girl.
“Where did you come from,” Jason muttered to himself as he looked at the long stretch of deserted road at his front and at his back.
“Are you?” The kid insisted, her gaze weirdly intense.
“No, I’m not lost,” he answered, still trying to figure out where she could’ve come from. “Do you live close by?”
“Why?” She asked.
“My bike broke down and my phone’s dead. I need to call a friend,” Jason said looking back down at her.
The girl squinted up at him, her gaze assessing and sharp, enough that it reminded him a little of the Old Man’s. Then, as if she’d reached a decision, she nodded to herself and turned a beaming smile towards Jason.
“Follow me!” She chirped before she turned her back on him and started walking decidedly.
If this was a horror movie he’d probably be the first victim from the opening scene. Jason shrugged before following.
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youcalledsworld · 10 months
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Ghost King vs Gotham
King Phantom knew he needed to step in and deal with Gotham. The wanton murder in that city meant that souls kept entering the Infinite Realms. Lack of space for those souls was not the issue. It was the pleas and cries from those souls that was the issue. Many of them wanted their killers dead or many of the villains in that city dead so their family members were safe. And even Walker demanded to condemn the crooked cops.
It was all a major headache and the biggest headache of all was Lady Gotham herself. She was stubborn and believed her Knights were doing what was best for the city. All despite the protest from the souls that came from the city.
Some even demanded that her Knights be condemned. Mainly Batman because he allowed those lunatics to run around killing them. Nightwing because children tried emulating him when they saw a kid their age fighting crime ( the lucky ones were killed straight away). Red Hood for selling drugs, not killing the major villains and getting innocent bystanders killed in his war against crime. Even the little Robin head was wanted because of his past.
Danny didn't want to step in to deal with matter but he knew he had to. So Danny had Lady Gotham step down as the city spirit and had his spies locate every crooked cop, politicians, heroes and villains. Once everyone was accounted for, he had them all captured and teleported to his courtroom to be judged.
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dcxdpdabbles · 2 months
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I just went through the whole cave!danny/Brucie AU, and am in love with it, what do you think the batfam's reaction to Danny accidentally dropping/complaining about Vlad and that whole... (human not halfa) situation?
I'm glad you like the au!
Danny wouldn't complain about Vlad without something prompting him to. Since he was trying to lie to Waynes by claiming to be a version of Bruce, he wouldn't give away information about himself that could counteract his lie. (we now know that the Waynes knew all along that he was a version of Bruce and the only one who wasn't aware was Danny himself).
He does, however, let things slip. Calling people a fruitloop? It could just be slang from his universe, but he says it with a capital F, so Brucie must mean a person. Brucie adoes animals like Damian but makes little comments about how "If he had a cat he wouldn't be such a lonely loser" and they file that way.
Jason makes a death joke and Brucie doesn't react like most people do. There isn't the shock, sad or even nervous smile. It's just the laughter of someone who relates to the joke. That's filed away too.
Tim says all these little things point to Brucie plotting something sinister. Steph says that it's someone in Brucie's life he can't respect or get along with. Likely a adult.
He never brings up either issue, but there are definitely signs. Bruce himself thought his counterpart was a meta, but when they tested him during the night they caught him, nothing came up.
They choose to watch and learn trying to see what course of action he will take, while Danny is watching them in turn and adjusting his actions accordingly by taking no action at all.
It's a stalemate that was only broken the day Danny ran.
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call-me-strega · 10 months
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Dc x DP Prompt #2: He was Tragedy
I’ll start off by saying not everything that I am about to write will be canon compliant but I don’t really care about that. I also won't claim to know everything there is to know about Jason Todd but this my take on his character. And as for Danny I'm working mostly off of tidbits from the show and lore made by fans.
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Jason Todd was born to an alcoholic father and raised by a drug addict mother. Both were victims of poverty in their own ways. His father turned to the drink to cope with the loss of his job and later, life as a two-bit thug supporting a family he grew to resent. His mother got caught up in addiction when she was young, watching her own mother use it to cope, and she grew dependent on it to deal with her husband's abuse. He grew up in a life of poverty and abuse.
What a tragic reality.
Daniel Fenton was born to a simple-minded father and a strong-willed mother. Both outcasts in the same way. Regardless of their inventive or scientific brilliance the two were shunned for their ardent belief in paranormal science. Two, otherwise talented individuals, the laughingstock of their community because of it. But they found love in each other and their mutual beliefs. They were utterly wrapped up in each other, their work and their desire to prove themselves . So much so, that they often forgot some of the most important people in their lives. He grew up watching his parents neglect and forget about him and his sister to pursue their obsession.
What a tragic reality.
Jason Todd watched his father beat his mother and his mother loose the fight to addiction. He learned the harsh realities of life on the streets. He knew people doomed by the cycle of poverty in a corrupt system. He learned that some people had twisted minds and devious desires. He understood the injustice of the world from a young age.
How tragic that is.
Daniel Fenton watched his otherwise in-love parents fight every Christmas and tear up their house. He learned harsh realities of his own life in his kitchen where food came back to life. He knew his sister grew up too fast to take care of him. He knew that his friends' parents didn't like leaving them in his parents' care. He understood the injustice of his situation from a young age.
How tragic that is.
Jason Todd still loved his mother and Danny Fenton still loved his parents. It was tragic that their parents cared but didn't love them the same way.
Jason Todd had a chance at a happy life but nothing was ever cut and dry. He loved his books and his new family. But he struggled in a community that didn't truly accept him. He did his best to change the world as he fought crime. But life isn’t fair, and it certainly isn’t kind. Jason Todd was 15 when he died.
It was a tragedy.
Daniel Fenton still lived a happy life but nothing was ever cut and dry. He loved the stars and his two friends. But he struggled in a community that didn't truly accept him. He did his best to change his world wishing to be popular or an astronaut. But life isn’t fair, and it certainly isn’t kind. Daniel Fenton was 14 when he died.
It was a tragedy.
Jason Todd could feel his bruised skin burn and smoke fill his pierced lungs. He died wishing for his for his father to come save him. He awoke in the dark 6 months later and crawled his way out of his grave. He gained more awareness in a pool of green. He was filled with anger and trained to be deadly.
Everyday he will know tragedy.
Danny Fenton could feel electricity dance on his burning skin as every molecule of his DNA was being overwritten. He died hoping his friends were still safe. He came to 10 minutes later with his body in a limbo and faintly realizing that he wouldn't get a grave. He gained more clarity when his eyes flashed green. He was filled with guilt and fighting to protect.
Everyday he will know tragedy.
Red Hood does somethings he regrets and others he doesn't. It gets worse before it gets better. But it's still not good. Some days he still gets mad and somethings he'll never let go of (his father's bataraang at his neck). But he moves on, reconciling with his brothers, he learns to cope and he's getting better. He takes responsibility upon himself to protect and avenges the downtrodden in the way he knows works. He tries to improve both sides
He fights to stop tragedy.
Phantom learns the hard way not to do things he'll regret. He knows it can get worse and strives to do better. But it's still hard. Some days he's resentful and somethings he wishes were better (his parents still shoot at him). But he moves on, his sister and friends teach him to cope and help him get better. He is given the responsibility to protect others and maintain balance in whatever ways he can. He tries to protect both sides.
He fights to stop tragedy.
When they meet it's not love at first sight. There is no desperate attraction or magnetic pull. There is patience and slowly growing close. There is nurtured love and hard-earned trust. There is looking into each other's eyes and understanding that, yes,
He was Tragedy.
These two find solace in having someone understand even a fraction of the tragedy they know. Their love is like a fire that burns hot and slow. It is bright and passionate and fills them with warmth. They love each other deeply and they know:
They will not let their story end in Tragedy.
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amaramizuki666 · 1 year
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Shared sensation part.5 ⚠️violence⚠️
Danny in full king phantom regalia (witch is just his normal jump suit pluse a cape, his ring, and his crown) walks into a cdmus facility like he owns it. The guards at the front didnt even get to try and stop him before they where turned into human popsicles.
Danny follows the pull in his chest, ignoring the sirens going off (they where going off before he stepped into the building but he dosnt know that). Armed guards and weird creatures tryed to surround danny but he didnt even stop to Acknowledge them. Turning intangible and walking through them.
He made his way to another room. The door was covered by a metal sheet. It seems the building has gone under lock down. Danny feels his core whirling in anticipation, his soulmate was on the other side of this door. His soulmate was in pain. His soulmate ℕ𝕖𝕖𝕕𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞.
Danny fazed himself into the room to be met with a sight that made his blood boil. Everything made so much since now. The way his bond reformed after dieing with a broken bond. Why after all this time he finally felt something.
Danny stared hard at the equipment in his veiw. It was early similar to the eauitment he remembers vaguely seeing when vlad was attempting to clone him. Danny then moved his gaze to the raven haired Male bairly holding himself up, as a group of men in white coats surrounded him.
Danny's core flared in anger ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕥𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥'𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕤. Danny found it hard to hold his more human appearance. He felt his mouth widen and his teeth sharpen.
"𝕊𝕥𝕖𝕡 𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕞𝕪 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕠𝕣 𝕤𝕦𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕙 𝕠𝕗 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕠𝕞 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕠𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕠𝕣𝕟"
Danny hissed. The men in the room quickly turned their attention to him. Danny paired them no mind, the only thing he was paying attention too was the reaction of his beloved. He watched his cute exhausted face soften his shoulders lowering. Danny was pleased by his soulmates reaction. No hint of rejection, not this time.
The men in white coats said something but danny paid them no mind he simply walked through them and whent over to his soulmates side. The boy was egure to get close to Danny and clasped into the ghosts arms.
The boys eyes fell heavy and he lost consciousness. 'Poor baby, he must have been exhausted' danny cooed at his soulmate, when he saw the shiney bracelet on his beloved's wrist. It had the engraving '27' on it. Danny could only guess what that ment.
They really did clone his soulmate. But danny dosnt really care if the boy in his arms is a clone, he is his. And danny will destroy the world before he let something happen to his soulmate.
More men rushed into the room. Danny couldnt care less his eyes roamed his loves body when they landed on his knuckles. They where brused and busted, looking at the glass tube beside him he made an educated guess on what happend. His little fighter must have broken out of his own tube.
Danny was proud of him, but also the feeling of rage boild in his veins, the sir in the room dropping below zero. The lights flickered in the room. His little spitfire his hit because of these idiots. 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖.
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editorofeverything · 2 years
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It’s 2 in the morning and my sleep schedule is fucked so I’m having fun with writing prompts for later and using the italics and bold features a little too much.
I’ve had a sudden vision of Danny Phantom, in very quick succession:
1. meeting Red Hood for the first time
2. sensing that he has a whole ass corrupted core, and, without explaining anything to anyone about anything
3. picking Jason up in the air and shoving his hand into his chest
I can see the Batfam but especially Bruce/Batman being horrified at watching what they think is this otherworldly, eldritch terror entity appear out of nowhere and murder their brother/son/friend right in front of them.
They attack, and Danny jerks something out of Jason’s chest before dropping him, ignoring all his new wounds thanks to the Batfam to immediately contain the toxic green, oozing core like it’s worth more than his life. (I imagine like an ecto-shield but it acts like a Steven universe bubble) and sends it away/destroys it/contains it for the time being idk
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Jason is somehow alive- although he’s collapsed on his hands and knees puking up all the leftover toxic, corrupted ectoplasm that has been filtering through his veins for however long since he was revived.
After a disgusting/concerning amount of time, Jason is all out of toxic waste to puke up and the others have either captured Danny or he disappears idk
But suddenly Jason pops up looking more revived since he was- well- revived and he is like “I know that was wildly traumatic for all of us involved, but I think that weird little glow stick just saved my undead life” and the others go:
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Because they absolutely hammered that thing when it attacked Jason and it just disappeared?? With no trace???
And Danny is just like: who the fuck is this random person walking around with a corrupted core killing him just as much as it was keeping him alive and why did everyone within a ten mile vicinity just use me for target practice
Shenanigans ensue
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dyslexic-mess · 1 year
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Loosely based on this post.
The all powerful Ruler of the infinite relms. Watcher of the unsleeping army. The apprentice of time. Keeper of the crown of fire and holder of the ring of rage. The ghost king...was sitting rather comfortably in mid air.
He had his legs criss crossed and arms behind his head, takeing gravity more as a suggestion than a rule as he lounged, unbothered, over the table.
"Its funny, actually"
He smiled, glancing lazily at superman. "What is?" He replied, not half as relaxed. "All of your souls in exchange for my help is kinda a meaningless offer." he explained, rolling his wrist infront of him.
"Why's that?" Wonder woman asked this time, tence. The king shrugged "Not that I'm in the buissness of makeing deals with immortal beings but there the only ones who'd have any leveridge in this situation"
He sat a little further up right now, resting his hands on his knees as he regarded the justice league. It was not quite indifference but something akin to it, mixed with amusement. "A mortal offering me there soul is like promising me it will rain."
He took a moment to look through eatch one of them as he spoke. Although soft, the glowing green of his eyes made it hard not to feel threatened.
"Yeah, it may not happen today or tommorrow or even the day after but..."
Those green eyes turned upward, looking at nothing in particular and yet everything, takeing a breath and continuing the slow tone he'd been talking in. His voice full of so much wisdom, the others couldn't begin to comprehend it.
"Eventually, the pressure will brake and it will rain. Promised or not."
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