#sam is lady gotham

[sleepy-writes-stuff]

DP X DC WRITING PROMPT #21

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Gotham's Phantom Royals

What if Sam was Lady Gotham? Just like Danny's haunt is Amity Park, what if Sam's became Gotham when she turned liminal/became a ghost?

You can't deny that she'd definitely love to call a gothic, aesthetically pleasing city with a penchant for chaos her own. I'm not sure how this would work timeline or dimension wise, but I like the imagery of her and Danny, in ghost form, going out on the town like the lovebirds they are and people catching flickering glimpses of a handsome, white-haired King lovingly escorting a beautiful woman dripping in black and violet, both decked out in their respective regalia that hints towards their stations.

The Bats have no idea what's going on, but the citizens have turned the sightings of the couple into a tourist trap and everyone is dying to know the whole love story. Some people have even come up with their own tales about them to the point that no one knows which one they want to believe most. Even Gotham's rouge gallery is completely invested, so far to the point that if the couple is seen anywhere near an ongoing takeover, everyone freezes as they watch them walk/prance/waltz across the scene with smiles and silent laughter. They never speak or look at anyone else besides each other.

It's only when one takes it a step too far and dares to try and capture the lovebirds that they find out just who they're dealing with. Never have a pair of green and purple glowing eyes turning to peer into the depths of their twisted soul felt so terrifying.

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To make it even more interesting, what about making it everlasting trio? What city does Tucker haunt? Are there sightings of the three in his city too? Either way, everyone who catches a glimpse of them and their relationship is absolutely smitten with the couple/throuple and see them as peak romance.

[azuzulira]

So, reveal gone right. Maddie and Jack are nothing but supportive of Danny. Of course they feel guilty, for their bigotry, attacking their son, never even noticing the accident. It's Jasmine that proposes a family bonding activity, to spend time together and work through the years of issues that they can only now address.

The activity in question? Family Road Trip & Field Study! That's right; what better way for a family of scientists to bond than correcting literal decades of bad science? Which is how the Fenton family, alongside Sam and Tucker at Danny's request, wound up in Gotham, hoping to interview one of the strongest Genii Loccorum in America.

Of course, there's more than a few ectoplasmic encounters waiting for them in Gotham. Everything from an angry Revenant, to a baby liminal that Danny just knows is related to the guy who's been bathing in dirty ecto for like centuries, to a horde of restless spirits following some clown like a permanent thunderstorm.

[nelkcats]

New place, same fight

Danny loves his friends, they have been with him since they were little and they have experienced too many things together, things that have helped them grow, things that only strengthen their friendship. Because Sam and Tucker were everything to him, as he was everything to them.

But at the same time, Danny could admit that he hated his friends; not always, but there were times where they wouldn't stop fighting, where they forced him to choose. The halfa could understand, Sam and Tucker had different world views, they saw different things and occasionally Danny thought they only got along because of him.

That was okay, he learned to live with them, to be the center of their arguments. And when they moved from Amity to Gotham, when they decided to rent an apartment together and go to the same college (which miraculously had all their majors), he thought everything would be fine.

It was idiotic of him. Because at the time he could only see a repeat of what had happened in high school; Sam was having a protest about the cafeteria menu and Tucker had organized the meat lovers (again), and the halfa knew how it was all going to end.

The point is, Danny was tired of repeating the same cycle, a cycle that apparently included Waylon and Poison Ivy fighting in the cafeteria at his new college (and how the hell did his friends manage to get the Rogues of Gotham into their fights?), so when he saw the people in bat suits he exploded.

When Sam and Tucker turned to ask his opinion he shook his head, pointed at Lunch Lady, who had her arms crossed and decided it wasn't his problem before disappear. Literally, no matter if half of Gotham was calling him meta, he was tired.

Red Robin gawked at him before turning his attention to Lunch Lady, who was gathering all the meat around her to form a giant meat monster. And Danny decided it wasn't his problem.

Apparently, Sam and Tucker decided that the bats could take care of it before they looked worried and started looking for Danny. It became obvious that the bats needed help when Danny looked at a giant meat monster two hours later, the halfa arched an eyebrow in dismay, weren't they supposed to be professional heroes? Lunch wasn't even trying...

[cursedzucchini]

Fellas fellas listen

What if after Sam and tucker die they are liminal enough to not die, but they don't have enough big of an obsession to become full ghost.

Idk abt tucker (which nothing against the dude, but i had the idea Abt Sam and that's all i can think of rn), But!! Sam just sorta floats around dimension trying to find something that could fuel her continuous existence. (Bc idk they wanna stay w Danny, it doesn't really matter).

Well in one dimension, she find this beautiful goth city. It's kinda dark, and it was still in the process of being build, but it just seemed like such a beautiful place! It only needs a little bit of green.....

Long story short, Sam gets attached and now she's the city's spirit.

And you already know the city is Gotham.

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I didn't thought of much but this concept tbh, like maybe danny could visit Sam and this way meet batfam. Or the reason why poison ivy is so op, is bc Sam really likes her style. And there could be some liminal batfam thing, and her liking Jason and bringing him back to life!!

Just Gotham Sam y'all

[stealingyourbones]

Submitted Prompts #107

City spirits are different from ghosts as they don't necessarily need ectoplasm to survive. Instead every couple of centuries when their powers wane they can choose to enter the reincarnation cycle to be rejuvenated once again. So when Bruce Wayne took on the mantle of Batman and became Gotham's Dark Knight the weakened spirit of Gotham, who has put off reincarnation for the sake of her city cast a sigh of relief as she bestowed him with a boon of protection and allowed herself to fade into the cycle.

At the age of 16 Sam Manson started getting visions of a city not her own yet hers all the same. At first she thought nothing of it, passing it off as weird dreams, but the dreams were persistent almost like they were beckoning her to someplace. It wasn't until she went to one of the Wayne's Galas that she understood, that this was her city and these were her people

[shadowstar1919]

Chapters: 12/? Fandom: Batman - All Media Types, Danny Phantom, DCU Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Danny Fenton/Sam Manson, Jazz Fenton/Jason Todd Characters: Danny Fenton, Jazz Fenton, Tucker Foley, Sam Manson, Bruce Wayne, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Guys in White (Danny Phantom), Original Characters, Vlad Masters, Jim Gordon, Joker (DCU), Harleen Quinzel, Oswald Cobblepot, Edward Nygma, John Constantine Additional Tags: Not Phantom Planet Compliant (Danny Phantom), Batfamily (DCU), Older Danny Fenton, University, Therapy, Jason Todd Needs A Hug, Protective Jason Todd, Jason Todd is Red Hood, Resurrected Jason Todd, Jason Todd Gets A Hug, Supportive Jazz Fenton, Good Sibling Jazz Fenton, Danny Fenton Needs A Hug, Ghost Hunters, Supernatural Elements, John Constantine Needs A Hug, Ghost King Danny Fenton, Swearing, Weird Gotham City, Eldritch Danny Fenton, no beta we die like my sleep schedule, Author Is Sleep Deprived Series: Part 1 of Danny Goes to school in Gotham, Part 2 of Multiverse AU GZ 2070

Let's rewind a few moments now.

"Phantom. What are you doing in Gotham? I never welcomed your ghost to this city." Looking up to see who said that, we see a black curly-haired woman in a bedazzled owl mask and a suit. A black pair of wings spreads from her back as well as many inky black tentacles, as she floats over a pool of bubbling ectoplasm.

"Well, that's a new one. Eh, kid?... Kid?" John says turning to see the kid frozen in fear? He is scratching at his skin as it appears to burn with a red and green rash.

"Danny. You gotta snap outta it mate." Grabbing the kid's shoulders, Danny does a violent full-body shudder.

"He does not belong in Gotham. The very air will burn a pure creature of the infinite realms without my blessing. Not even the ghost king may enter my city without asking me." The winged woman floats over with a flap of her wings. "Now you John. I don't mind you here since regardless if I want you here or not my knights have welcomed you so I should probably oblige." She sneers, with a heavy exhale.

"How about you wait a bloody minute love. I have a panicky young ghost king on my hands. I'm sure he would love to talk when his skin isn't gonna sloth off. " With that John uncaps the thermos lid and sucks Danny inside. With a beam of blue light, he was gone. "Woah. Really is like a Pokeball. Damn kids got me playing Go now. Wowee now look at that. So where were we love?" He turns with his arms open as if saying look at me.

The eerie glow starts to rescind. Leaving the tunnel too dark for any normal human to see. Lady Gotham lands close enough to John to feel his breath on her chest. She's taller than Bats. "Now John. You may call me Gotham and I am afraid that I am not a curse that can be lifted. Also, no matter what you say in my city I will hear it, but I don't wanna get involved I just wanna be the shadows in the dark allies that can cover something working for the better good. Sure this city reeks of rot and decay. But I can assure you that I am not creating it." Whispering as she drags an inky tentacle across John's jawline as if it was an extension of her hand. Pulling him closer with her wings.

Rolling his eyes as he shakes his head. John decides to lean into her. "So love, will you tell me who maybe spread the corrupted ooze throughout the city. Or are you just going to coax me into something I am going to regret doing?" John sighs putting a cigarette in his mouth. His head rests snuggly between her breasts.

She pulls away from him rather quickly. "Nope, not going to do either of those things! Unfortunately, the quote-on-quote curse isn't something that can be undone. Trust me. It's almost like its own entity at this point he doesn't even know he is spreading corrupted ectoplasm throughout his haunt. Plus with how many people believe this city is cursed and all the spiritual energy floating around it's going to take years to undo what has been done." Turning as she withdraws in on herself. Throwing off uncomfortable vibes.

John falls face-first into the flooded floor of this abandoned tunnel. His hands landed on the rusted tracks. The thermos floats out of reach. "Bloody Hell." He says as he picks himself up.

Gotham picks up the thermos. "Well, I think I should give the ghost king my blessing since he is going to be attending school here." She inspects the silver and green thermos, tilting it as she listens to the sloshing inside. "Well, that cannot be comfortable. John as much as I find you charming. I wouldn't bed you." She shivers. "I got a disturbing look at your soul when I touched you. Also, do any of you vigilantes know how to communicate? Like god, listening to the drug deals going down in the city makes more sense than you lot trying to portray your feelings." She starts to rant. Turning around opening her wings as she does so. The green glow starts to return.

"Well, excuse me for having enormous flaws, that I don't work on!" John says as he brushes the mud off of himself as best he can. Taking out a new cigarette and lighting it. After drawing in a good haul. "So how about you toss me my young ghost and we get this show on the road since you don't wanna do anything more." He continues to fish.

"Uh. Well. Not going to lie I never thought anyone could make me feel uncomfortable but you. You John Constantine, you make me feel uncomfortable." Tossing the thermos at John. "Let him out and I'll give him my blessing to be in my city. Then I want you gone from my tunnels."

"Alright, fine don't get your feathers in a twist," He uncaps the thermos. The light blue flash is nearly blinding and burns at the eyes.

Danny floats still appearing uncomfortable with existing at this moment. Gotham embraces him very quickly and whispers softly to him. "Sorry for earlier. But, you are welcome in my city but I expect a visit later without the twisted mage." She basically wraps herself around him, tentacles and all. Before vanishing from view and phasing away from the duo.

"Well, well, well, look who's going to get pegged by an 8-foot tentacle goddess later." Slapping Danny's back causing the boy to nearly fall over.

"Great now I'm confused and I gotta puke." placed a hand on John's shoulder turning him intangible to remove the mud and grime.

"Thanks, mate. I think we otta blow this popsicle stand now and go find the two we left at a diner. I'll explain things better, once we are with the others. Since I was wrong about what we are facing." John says as he passes the thermos back to Danny.

Taking the thermos Danny does the most logical thing since no pockets and basically absorbs it into his body. "So ready to get out of here my way?" Danny says as he grabs John without warning not even letting him process what he just saw and rockets through the ground intangibly with John in tow.

It was less than a second before they were topside once again. The sun is just pushing past noon or more accurately 3ish. Thankfully the street wasn't busy since it wasn't often used.

Danny lands the both of them at Tim's car. "Danny, do I even want to know what you did with the thermos? Never mind we should go find your friends." Patting himself down John starts to walk up the street toward the quiet diner.

~~~Aproximatly 10 minutes later In the diner (Spongebob narrator voice)~~~

"I can't believe he benched me like that!" Sam finishes her coffee before slamming it on the table. "Then he got himself thermosed. I just hope he is okay but, I am still angry."

"I am sure he means well. Probably for the best he got thermosed, can you still feel him?" Tim takes a sip of his still-steaming coffee.

A young waitress in a black apron comes over with a full pot of coffee. "Would you guys like a refill?"

"Yeah of course." Sam slides her cup over on the finished table top.

Tim does the same. "I wouldn't mind a top-off."

Danny walks into the quant little place noting that there are only 5 tables and it's a tiny little diner. Many roosters and farm animal-themed decorations cover the walls. John is shortly behind him.

Walking up to the table like a puppy with its tail tucked Danny greets them. "Hey Sam, Tim. I'm sorry for earlier." He sits at the table across from Sam.

"Well, I am mad but, I forgive you. I know you just want us to be safe. So, make it up by coming to the mall after this?" Sam leans forwards as she adds three sugar cubes to the hot coffee.

"Wow, you let that go faster than my sisters would have." Tim turns his head with a puzzled look.

"Well mates this has been a blast but I have a revenant to find and do a health check on. Danny if you like we can fill them in before I bugger off or I guess since it's Timberly's brother you lot can tag along for what will most likely be Todd blowing me off." John sighs as he slouches into the chair.

"Uh. Sure. SO turns out Gotham does have a city spirit. She seems to be corrupted by some very funky ectoplasm but I have the impression she has always been this way and she is actually a good guy... I think." Danny says looking a bit puzzled.

"God kid, you suck at explaining worse than I do. So long story short, a Very hot giant tentacle lady wants to bang Danny and is somehow on our side. The Lazarus waters are being spread by a ghost who doesn't even know it's been poisoned and I need a drink something very strong." Leaning his head back far enough to hear his neck crack John finishes with a very heavy sigh.

"Danny. I swear to god. We are talking about this later in private." Finishing yet another cup Sam says as she gets up to pay for the bill.

"I uh hmmm. We should probably go check on Jay since John thinks he is involved." Tim also gets up ready to leave.

Once they paid their bill the group of four leave the small diner and walk back toward where Tim's car is parked. "So, do you think your brother will be willing to let us help him?" John asks Tim as they start across the street.

"Honestly, with him hating almost anything to do with death magic, is terrified of Danny, I think and calls me replacement every chance he gets. Probably not. Also, he still tries to avoid B like the plague. He really just likes being left alone. But, he has been working his way towards being part of the family again. He has been really trying to tolerate B." Tim says as he fumbles with his key fob.

"Hmmn," John replies as he gets in the passenger seat of the now unlocked car.

"This is honestly going to be pretty hard to deal with," Tim says getting in.

Both Danny and Sam get in the back seats as they listen to the conversation that is taking place.

The drive was very uneventful the trio talk about school and pokemon go as they drive, staying off topics that they need to talk about when John isn't around. Turning a corner and seeing the Park Row sign that has been obviously vandalized to say, Crime Alley.

Pulling up to a decrypted apartment building they look for a place to park where their car won't be vandalized or stolen.

~~~Else where~~~

Jason was having a good day. He go some aggression out on some drug dealers that had broken his rules. Sure he might be going soft but that doesn't mean he hadn't taken their pinkies as a warning. His favourite song a the moment comes on and he turns it up so he can rock out to "Smells Like Teen Spirit by Nirvana".

He is jamming out as he cleans his guns and knives before putting them away. When he hears a knock on the door. "Fucken hell could that be." He yells as he walks over not realizing he is still wearing most of his gear and get-up.

He opens the door and sees John, Tim, a random girl and Danny of all people. "Nope fuck this," he shouts as he slams the door shut.

[mkarchin713]

The business keeps expanding and now Tim has met the new employees.

There’s an older woman only known by “Lunch Lady”, even her husband calls her that. She seems to be in charge of the lunch menu, probably where her nickname came from.

Her husband is called “Boxie” who appears to be involved with inventory and storage.

Then there is their daughter who everyone calls “Box Lunch”. She doesn’t work at the store but the walls are covered in her artwork. She also seems to have an imaginary friend called “Youngblood” that the employees claim to see too, probably just humoring the young girl.

Box Lunch does have a real friend though named Ellie who seems closer to Damian’s age. She is Vlad’s daughter and has a lot of wonderlust, Tim sees her more around town than in the store. Luckily she is not wandering Gotham alone as her big brother Jordan is always on her heels or at least trying to get back on her heels.

Next is Sam who is Danny’s age. Sam is in charge of the vegan options and has been trying to convince Vlad to turn the store into a rescue animal cafe. Should she succeed Damian can never know.

Sam’s best friend Tucker also works there. He acts as the stores tech support and handles all the software issues while Danny handles the hardware.

Tim suspects they all may be metas. Boxie defiantly has telekinesis. Lunch lady can summon food. Their daughter seems to have inherited their powers. Tim swears he has seen Ellie fly and Jordan has some kind of stretching powers (not even Dick is that flexible). Sam can manipulate plants and Tucker probably has technopathy.

Tim is worried for these metas, even if they are just peaceful ice cream makers and purveyors of ambrosia coffee, there are plenty of people who would pay a pretty penny for access to their powers.

Tim has no choice but to spend all his free time at the store drinking all the Death Wish coffee that Danny is willing to bring him and eating the second best scones in Gotham.

Multiple businesses have suddenly been handed over to one man under the name of Masters. Multiple businesses who have some type of corruption one way or another.

The Wayne's wouldn't have even noticed, really, if the same wasn't happening in Gotham city.

It was alarming, really. Whoever Masters was he new how to pick his targets, businesses which are either small enough to go ignored, about to go bankrupt, or had rumors (which were true) about dabbling in crime.

All the businesses he took seemingly flourished under his hands, with not even a single corner being dipped in crime. Whoever Masters was, he was undoubtably a successful businessman, he managed to built an empire that was soon capable of rivaling both Lexcorp Wayne Foundation in a few years, and he was an incredibly elusive man himself.

No one knew what he looked like, nor his first name.

Only his last, Masters.

On a different note, there was another thing Tim was looking into. A new restaurant/ice cream parlor which opened up recently, it just opened up out of the blue, owned by a family that just appeared in Gotham one day.

From what he checked, there wasn't any records about any of them anywhere Tim could find, like literally nothing. Almost like they didn't exist prior to the day they opened.

There was only three people who owned the store. Vlad- no last name- the cook and owner, Danny- again, no last name- the cashier and Jasmine- once again, no last name- the waitress.

He had a suspicion- no he was very sure that Danny was a meta, one who had power over ice. They never ran out of ice, the space behind his counter was always cold (Well he did man the ice cream parlor and the drinks, but still), he quite literally watched the guy freeze someone's coffee when they tried to complain it was too hot and the most damming thing.

Their ice cream machine was never, not even once, broken.

Vlad was most definitely a fire meta, the temperature always seemed to rise whenever he was in the room, and his kitchen was a goddamn furnace, no one who didn't have at least some kind of fire resistance would be able to go in there with an apron and stay there for hours on end.

He was also very defensive over his kitchen for some reason, Tim thought it was because of the insane heat which might be part of the reason, but even to his own workers he doesn't allow them inside. Tim managed to overhear his reason as to why though.

"No offense, and in the most respectful way I can put this. But you two just throw food in the oven and hope it doesn't gain sentience."

Tim thinks he probably didn't mean that literally.

Jasmine couldn't be flagged as a meta, but he does think there's something about her. Probably has a pretty solid foundation in martial arts, or ballet, because her balance is impeccable. He quite literally watched her dance her over to different tables with multiple plates on her body.

Tim didn't think there was any type of connection between the Masters takeover and the restaurant, and technically he should be alerting Bruce to the two new metas in Gotham but.

They have a coffee to die for.

No, he should probably be telling Bruce, or at least another one of the family...

Maybe after he stops by and grabs himself a coffee, oh and most definitely one of their ice creams too.

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC Danny the Guy Who Won't Die

He lives in Gotham, and he is just A Guy. Nothing weird about him, he's just there to study/work/help Lady Gotham to lift her curse/on vacation with Sam. Point is, he is not there to cause trouble and there's no GIW on his tail. Just a dude living his (after)life.

And Gotham, being Gotham, still finds a way to be annoying. There are mugging attempts, robbery, Rogues running around. Only Danny really doesn't want to deal with any of it.

Now there's a dilemma. If he uses his powers to fight, it will sooner or later come to Bats' attention. And if he fights as a human, it will also alert some of the Bats since he doesn't really do a great job at keeping his power levels low. Not to mention the fact he is really not enthusiastic about accidentally punching someone hard enough he sends them to a hospital.

What does he do instead? He pulls the 'I guess I'll die' act.

So every time he is attacked, he just plays dead. The mugger shot him in the chest? He falls down and stops breathing. Caught up in the middle of a Poison Ivy attack? Skewers himself on the vine and goes lax. Scarecrow's Fear Gas? Very dramatically chokes himself and plays a corpse. He makes sure to disappear before any ambulances arrive later, and it all goes well for a few months - he is just a casualty, who cares, really - until one day, he runs into that same mugger who shot him in the chest a while ago.

The man does a double take. Danny doesn't notice - he's been mugged so many times, who has the brain capacity to remember all of those fuckers. But the rumor goes out anyway.

A guy-who-won't-die. It's more of a city legend, really, and the Bats don't give it much thought since, well, it sounds stupid and not very important. A rumor of some man who was shot dead and then showed up like nothing happened? Yeah, it's probably because the mugger didn't check if he was actually dead. That happens. Maybe it wasn't even the same man, Gotham is a big city. If anything, hey, at least that was one less casualty? That's a good thing.

That is, until one day, they show up to Joker's hostage situation and witness the clown screaming at one of the hostages. He is so enraged he is shaking, spit flying out of his mouth, and, contrary to the usual Joker's evil sneers and maniacal laughter, he seems just... furious. But, like, the normal-human-level furious. The 'I just lost the last ounce of patience with you' furious.

"Don't you look away from me, you think I don't remember you?! Na-ah, I do. You were the one I drowned in the shark tank last week! And you were the one run through the chainsaw trap two weeks before that! And you were in the guillotine!!! I saw your fucking head get deattached from your body, how the fuck are you here again?!"

And the guy he is screaming at just looks at him, confused and incomprehensive.

"Um, I'm pretty sure I'd remember getting my head cut off, you know? So, err, wrong guy."

"Wrong guy my fucking ass-"

Joker is so distracted by his screaming match that it makes it almost too easy for the Bats to fight him down and drag to Arkham. Yet, a few of them get just a bit suspicious.

Now, imagine all the shenanigans when they try keeping a watch on Danny the Won't Die Guy.

[bucketofpaint]

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."

Damian scoffed, "Of course, Father found out."

Alfred walked in. "Master Daniel, I'll be taking you to Master Bruce."

The double got up and went to Alfred.

"Cookie, Master Daniel?"

"Sure, and call me danny."

[kaidatheghostdragon]

The Bats are all gonna want their chance in the treasuring after hearing the sirens brag about it. What do you mean Mischief is richer than god? At least they still (probably) dont know that Danny and Mischief are the same. Tim looks a little too calculating for Danny's comfort, but its *probably* just resting gremlin face. Hopefully.

However, all this chaos is starting to come to a head, good-natured as it is. Bruce has found hints that Ra's is in town, no doubt investigating the boy flaunting lazarus water by drenching everything in it. Bruce knows it isn't *quite* lazarus water, which means Ra's has probably figured that out too, but that isn't going to make Mischief any less interesting to him.

On top of that, sightings of the talons have picked up again. There haven't been any altercations (yet), but bruce is worried about how they'll behave while not under the control of the Court, or if the remaining missing members will find a way to regain control over them.

The Joker has also woken up from his semi-lucid state, though the Arkham nurses report that he's constantly muttering about the shadows having eyes and hasn't (yet) caused any trouble.

A few developers have tried to make moves to gauge the property value of Slaughter Swamp now that it's being cleaned up. The Sirens, Mischief, and Nightshade have had to scare them off. A few have gone missing. Tours into the swamp have picked up with the appearance of the alien plants, which have so far been tolerated. Nightshade has warned the tour guides that the plants will attack anyone who annoys them enough. Bruce is only about 80% sure she's joking, and that certainty drops with every new developer or surveyor that goes missing.

Gotham high society has been abuzz about Mischief's prank at the end of the Big Charity Gala. Apparently it was the Most Acceptable Rogue Attack Ever? He didnt attack until after the party was over, didnt steal anything, and the weird goo evaporated without damaging anything or causing adverse health effects. In summary, it made a great distraction to fill the media news space so no one has to talk about all the high profile arrests happening.

The information blockade isn't fooling anyone, though, if the parties in the streets and on the rooftops are any indication. Petty crime is down and drunken brawls are way up as the common people celebrate a major win against gotham's seemingly endless corruption.

And the newest member of gotham high society, Danny Nightingale, has been keeping all of Bruce's kids very distracted. Bruce would have suspected him of being Mischief if that didn't require him being in two places at once. Though, working with mischief wasn't off the table.

At least the kid couldn't have picked a more perfect time to move to Gotham - when all of its most predatory natives are running for their lives. And with all the jewelry danny had donated to the charity auction, he has high hopes that his kids will be able to ensure that danny is converted into a force for good instead of become the newest face for corruption in the city.

Crack prompt: Danny has declared war on the curses in Gotham. He is armed with a water balloon gun, but the balloons are full of medical-grade ectoplasm. He targets any location, ghost, or liminal being tainted by curses and/or corrupted ecto - absolutely drenching them before yeeting off again.

This includes the Bats. Danny is smart about it, though. He lived in Gotham for several months before acting, so he could get the lay of the land. He also waits for patrol to be finished before hitting the Bats - he doesn't want to interrupt their Quest to Better Gotham (or be labeled an invader to their haunt).

One night, Danny happens upon Batman patrolling alone and waits for him to finish cleaning up a crime scene before hitting they guy with a half-clip of balloons. Batman gives chase, like he always does, and Danny runs, like he always does. He knows by now that, for whatever reason, Crime Alley is off limits to Batman. The whole alley just gives off "no (other) bats allowed" vibes.

Red hood is just more territorial. Whatever.

At any rate, Danny is enjoying the chase, using just enough ghost powers to stay ahead of batman, almost-but-not-quite taunting him. Crime Alley isn't too far, so instead of turning invisible around a corner like he usually does, he makes his way to the Alley to see if the no-trasspassing rule is enough to stop Batman mid-chase. He leaps across rooftops and weaves through fire escapes, ecto-balloon-gun bouncing by its strap against his back, until finally he's at the border, slightly tapping into flight to make the jump across a slightly wider road into the alley proper.

He turns around immediately, spotting Batman skulking on the rooftop on the other side of the road, stopping the chase and suit half-covered in healing ectoplasm.

"Sanctuary!" Danny yells, pumping his fists in the air from getting caught up in the exciting rush of adrenaline, "I claim sanctuary!"

"Who the fuck is claiming sanctuary in my territory?" Red Hood booms from almost directly behind Danny. He would have yeeted out of his own skin from surprise if he hadn't spent years honing his ghost-fighting instincts. As it was, Danny instead whirled around and emptied the clip of balloons into Hood, purely out of reflex.

Hood stood there, drenched in ecto like his fellow Bat one rooftop over, glaring murder at Danny with glowing eyes. But his haunt betrayed Hood's true emotions.

Surprise, concern, impressed, you-little-brat.

Danny booked it to the fire escape and turned invisible the second he was out of sight.

[on-the-clear-blue]

Dead Man's Diner pt 2

Danny had to admit, Lunch Lady was an excellent teacher.

Sure they were blitzing though a cook book thst was more tape and hope the paper, but Danny was for once actually understanding and enjoying being taught.

Cracking an egg into a bowl, Danny held it close while whisking quickly, not fully incorporating the flour in his pancake batter before dumping a good sized dollop on the flat top, smiling from the brief sizzle that he heard.

There was a sudden cacophony sounds from the front of house (which was the dining area? He never knew that before) putting the flat top on low, Danny looked over to where Lunch Lady was floating only to find nothing.

Blinking a bit, Danny wiped his hands off OK his apron as he poked his head out, frowning at the diner car, "What was that..." his words were cut off by one of the blinds slats bending as if pried open, and as he squinted, Danny saw two figures watching from a distance ontop another rail car.

Vigilantes

Danny felt his heart flutter with excitement, while not as cool as maybe Martian Manhunter or StarFire (since y'know...fucking aliens, Space) the Gotham caped community were interesting, if only since Batman and his Flock were Sam's low key obsession, she had even gone out as Robin for multiple Halloweens, and don't even get him started on the fan theories about them all.

Smirking he tapped the bar, allowing thr blinds to snap closed, "Sam is so going to flip that I saw the Birds before her." Letting out a little giggled, Danny quickly swore as he smelt a bit of burning and rushed to flip his pancakes.

---

Tim was, in Dicks opinion, the most concerning member of the family, sure most days he gives of "miserable wet cat" energy but even then Dick had seen his little brother easily take down guys that even Bruce had trouble with.

That wasnt even touching on his um...mental quirks

The less he speaks of the time period between Bruce's and Kons deaths till their eventual return, the better.

Putting down the binoculars, Dick stole a glance over at Red Robin, who was frowning deeply at his wrist computer, scooting a little closer Dick leaned over to see what was happening, "Whatcha do~oing?"

So entranced by what he was reading Tim jumped a little, an elbow flying out to where Dicks face had been a second ago as he turned and glared.

"Don't...! Do that Wing! Ugh..." shaking his head as he let out a huff Tim took his eyes off the small monitor and looked up at the diner car, pointing at it as he spoke scornfuly.

"That place does not exist."

"Like, legally? I am sure Batburger doesn't either-"

"No." Tim said, cutting the older vigilante off, "It doesn't exist physically."

"Timmy..." Dick said as he ran through the protocols for when RedRobin got a little too many insane things in his head.

"Get that look off your face Wing, it really doesn't exist, like..." letting out a sigh, the teen tried to put his words right "Don't look straight at it but a bit to the side so it's to the side of your eye." Pointing to a middle distance a bit away from the diner cart, Dick sent a small frown at his brother but did as he was asked.

"Holy leaping lizards..." Tim, somehow, was right, since when Dick just looked about a few feet away from the diner, it started to waver turning...transparent? And a little blue? But when he looked at it closer it was just a normal, abet run down looking diner.

"Exactly, no need to bench me till Agent A stuffs me full of anti-psychotics!"

"That was one time Tim, and you were having a mental break down."

"I am not lying when I say we killed Santa Claus Dick!"

"Sure Tim...sure"

---

Danny drummed his fingers on the breakfast bar, nursing a cup of coffee as he waited for something to happen.

He knew thst he was being watched, he had a vague idea who was doing the watching, but was starting to get a bit bored waiting for them to get closer.

Pausing mid sip, a grin spread across Danny's lips, "Hey cart? Can you do something that might draw those guys over here? Let's get some customers!"

Some how, Danny's grin only grew at the rumble of the cart, and he xould hav sworn he heard a sound that was a mix between a train horn and a chuckle.

---

Tim shot his brother a stinging glare, swatting at his arm as he blushed, he did every much indeed accidentally killed Santa Claus and took an impromptu trip to Apokolips to give DarkSeid coal.

His next rebuttal to Nightwing was cut off as the diner cart shuddered as if it was in an earthquake before it stilled, and the banner that was across it suddenly gained a new line.

[JUST NOW! VIGILANTES AND HEROS GET ONE FREE SIDE OF FRIES! COME ON IN BEFORE THE OFFER ENDS!]

Tim was silent for a moment, watching the cart to see if there was any more changes before turning to Dick, who had lost the joyful energy that he always seemed to have.

"RR, plans changed, we are going to investigate inside."

Tim gave a sharp nod, his bo staff elongating as he grappled down to the train tracks below, his boots crunching gravel underfoot as he slipped from shadow to shadow, getting closer to Big C's diner.

---

Danny was in the back, flipping through his cook book as he heard a bell ring, jolting up, Danny could see through the service window and see who came in.

He had never met a real hero before, not like the two that had just came in, feeling nervous, Danny fumbled with a small notebook as he came out from the kitchen, grinning at the two Birds.

"Heya! Thanks for coming to Big C's! Names Danny and I am kinda the only one in today, what can I get you both?"

His eyes flickered between the two vigilantes, noticing new things each time he looked at them, like how Red Robin's cape had buttons instead of being sown on, or how Nightwings suit wasn't slick but actually textured.

---

Dick looked at everything he could as he stood in the diners door, it looked like a typical 50s styled mom and pop kinda place, an old radio buzzed with songs of a bygone era while the seats were cracked pink leather vinyl.

He could hear someone moving in the back, resting a hand on his eskrima sticks, Dick stalked further in, it felt real enough...

He could feel Red Robin knock into his back as the person from the back came into view, it was a teen, and holy hell did he look like Bruce Wayne adoption bait, raven hair, blue eyes and a cheesy looking grin.

He couldn't be older than Damian, who had turned 16 a few months ago, the teen was just so...tiny.

Danny, that's the name given to them, and Dick can see it, he looked like a Danny.

Pausing to look to Tim, Dick smiled back at the teen, "Well...can we see a menu?"

[dcxdpdabbles]

DC x DP: Magic Older Brother

It happens the day of his high school graduation because Casper High is cursed, and the curse personally targets Danny. Danny doesn't care what anyone says. He will die on that hill.

The school is cursed, which is why he turned into a halfa in his freshmen year, throwing his life into chaos all throughout sophomore and junior year, and now that he was finally leaving it, this happens.

An attack by a ghost he has never seen or met before. She calls herself "Lady Gotham," and her name doesn't hint at her power or obsession, unlike other ghosts.

He finds it rather rude of her to burst the graduation ceremony just as they called his name.

Danny knew he could take her- she felt more like a city spirit than a ghost, which means she was terribly weak against Phantom- but with so many witnesses, he hadn't been able to transform. Instead, he was blasted with black tar paste that reverted him to the age of ten, and while he stumbled on tiny legs, she took him and threw him into a portal.

He had attempted to shift into his ghost side as soon as he landed, but something was anchoring his core. It felt like he had been hit with the Plasmius Maximus- his powers were out of reach.

He would not be able to take her in a fight after all.

Thankfully, she had been distracted by his parents attempting to rescue him, so she got trapped on the other side of the portal. Still, he felt it would be safer to get as far away from the random field she kidnapped him to before she could return.

So he was running in an unknown storm, to an unknown location from an unknown city spirit instead of having his graduation party with his friends and eating cake.

"Casper High just couldn't give up even on the last day," Danny grumbles while running through the pouring rain of a terrible storm, trying to see through the water and the howling wind. He was drenched head to toe in the water, and he could feel even his bones shaking. He hasn't been this cold since the day his Ice core materialized.

Up ahead, he spots a building. Praying they will take pity on him, he pushes himself to go faster until he's at the door, banging on it with his tiny fists.

"Is someone there? I need help!" He yells as the wind picks up again, almost throwing Danny off balance. "Open the door, please!"

The door cracks open, and one tiny blue eye peeks up at him briefly before it swings open. "Come in! Hurry!"

Danny doesn't need to be told twice as he all but throws himself into the giant building, away from what he is starting to suspect is a hurricane. He turns around to find a little boy- he couldn't be older than nine- struggling with closing the garage door. Danny is quick to help him, and together, after tucking and grunting, they get it shut.

"Thanks," Danny says trying to gather his breath. He glances around, startled to see he's in a big fancy house that reeks of money, maybe more than Vlad or Sam. It is also deadly silent and bare as if someone only attempted to make it look lived-in but forgot to get humans.

"Don't mention it." The kid says almost under his breath. Danny would think of him as shy if the boy wasn't staring at him without so much as blinking.

Kind of creepy.

"Are you here because of my poster?" The kid asks, and Danny has no idea what he's talking about, but he's not about to make the creepy kid angry.

"Sure am."

The boy beams. "This is the first time anyone has responded! Come this way. I have everything in the main ballroom!"

Danny follows eyes taking in all the tasteful decor of various cultures and the complete lack of any other person present. After getting stranded, he found a mansion tucked away from human contact in search of shelter. Strange how that has happened to him twice

The boy leads him to two large double doors which he proudly opens up with a loud "Ta-da!"

Inside the ballroom are rows and rows of bed cots, blankets, and pillows. On one side of the room are tables with water bottles, bowls of snacks, and even little goodie bags. There are board games on a nearby table and clothes folded neatly in various sizes. Next to the tables are piles of teddy bears.

It looks like a movie set of a makeshift shelter that could easily fit a hundred people. Again there is no one else but them. Double creepy.

The boy skips between the first two cots, gesturing to the room. "You're the first one here, so you can first pick! I have board games, food, and clothes for you to burrow at the front if you want! I'm sure we'll have more people soon if you come!"

Danny offers the kids a weak smile. "Thanks."

"You're welcome! I'll go wait for everyone at the door. You make yourself comfortable."

While Danny cautiously explores, the kid races back to wait at the door for who knows who. The first thing he does is change into a warm set of clothes- picking a grey set of sweat pants and long sleeve that fits his tiny limbs. He grabs a water bottle and a bag of chips before his eyes land on a pile of brightly colored posters, likely forgotten on the table.

Strom Shelter for free at Drak Mansion

Everyone Welcome!

Sleeping, clothes, food and entertainment are provided!

Kids are invited to Tim Drake's birthday party on the same night!

Doors open at 5pm.

Oh gosh. Oh no.

He looks around the completely empty room and, for the first time, notices a small corner with a very sad "Happy Birthday" banner and a few party hats. At the edge of the table sits a folded half-sheet cake with a lopsided candle in the shape of a nine.

Above that little corner is a large clock that reads ten o'clock.

He puts his things down on a random cot, carefully returning to the front door where the little boy- he assumes Tim Drake- is waiting. He's leaning back and forth on his feet, and Danny can barely pick up his soft words.

"It's okay; they're all just really late. One person came this time so more could be on their way! Don't be sad, Tim. Things are looking up!"

Bless his heart.

Danny tries to reach for his ghost powers and grins when his ice core responds. He glances back at the little boy before he slips into the ballroom. He quickly re-decorates the party corner using his ice, making it look like actual decorations.

He even goes out of his way to open bottles of colored juices- he doubts anyone would drink them- and freezes the liquid so it adds a bit of color to the room. He's left with a winter wonderland with ice sculptures of animals- kids like animals, right?- and he gathers a birthday boy.

"Hey, Tim?"

The kid hurries to his side. "Yes? Did you need something?"

"Yeah, I need the birthday boy to cut his cake!"

Danny strong-arms the kid into the room and is delighted by the absolute happiness that blooms over the boy's face once he sees the room. "Wow! Did you do this?"

"Sure did, kid."

"Are you a wizard like Harry Potter?" The boy asks, and Danny has no idea who that is, but he nods anyway. Maybe it's this world's version of Santa Claus? Who is he to deny the kid's sense of wonder.

"Don't tell anyone." He says with a wink.

"But-But- but I'm a muggle!" The boy cries, suddenly horrified. Danny wonders if that's a slur, and if so, he won't allow him to use it to describe himself with it. "You'll get in trouble for using magic before me!"

"Why?"

"Cause muggles can't know about magic unless they are family! They'll throw you in Azkaban!"

Ugh, okay, he can work with that. "Well, I guess this makes us brothers, doesn't it?"

Tim's eyes practically pop right out of his skull. "Really?!

"Yeah, I'll be your big brother. My name is Danny and we can do something you always wanted to do for your birthday. How does that sound?"

"We can do....anything?"

"It depends on what you want to do, as long as it's legal and safe."

"Will.....you read me a bedtime story? I always wanted to know what that's like."

Danny's heart shatters. "Sure of course. What book do you want to read?"

Tim's face goes slightly pink. "The new Harry Potter book just came out. The goblet of fire? Can we read that?"

Oh, so Harry Potter is a book series! "Sure, Tim. Let's cut the cake and then we can pick a cot to pile blankets on to snuggle down and read."

Danny had never seen a kid look so happy in his life "Okay!"

Later, as Tim is tucked into the crook of his neck and shoulder, fast asleep after the exciting chapter of Harry Potter outflying a dragon Danny is visited by Lady Gotham.

It is only because Tim is too comfortable that he doesn't start swinging at her. She explains Tim's life and the obvious neglect before she bends down until her forehead touches the ground and begs Danny to care for him in her stead.

By morning, the Drakes suddenly acquire a new family member, and no one notices how he appeared overnight, but he's in the system, and no one can fault the documents. Lady Gotham made them herself.

[depravedmicrowave]

I was not expecting this much engagement for a rambley fic overview, holy fricklefrackle. I’m for sure gonna post it someday, I just want my ducks in a row before I set up expectations. Just gonna address a few comments here ‘cause it’ll be more accessible if posted…. I think?

I wasn’t sure how well Sam being Lady Gotham would be taken but if @suppengott specifically mentioning it bc it’s a fun concept then that’s good enough for me.

@wandixx Alfred takes no shits from anyone and everyone will listen to the Wayne’s butler or so help them they will be destroyed emotionally at the very least. Death may come for Alfred but Alfred would totally will himself into some form of life if he thought it was stupid.

@im-only-here-for-the-fandom Yes. I love where your mind has taken me. Probably not the firsts but boy howdy are they being added to the adoption list. Everyone better start contributing bc I’m going to amass an actual city of adopted sacrifices.

I feel like I should mention that Amity Park is going to have a large part of the weirdness. Like usually in a DCxDP fic it’s Gotham > Amity (or occasionally Amity > Gotham) but the nature of Amity Park as a city-town is going to change to something akin to Nightvale.

Also Ouroboros as a title is growing on me, I know there’s already a dp fic with that name but guys… it’s too perfect. At least a chapter will be named that.

To answer @melyndadwest-blog’s summons and referencing their prompt/theory I have a little fic I’ve been working on but haven’t posted. Working title “Shadows of Future, Lights of the Past” but name very much gonna change.

The core concept is that Danny was an Ancient/High King/Primordial Godlike Enity for a long time because some usurpers got nervous and tried to get rid of him. Erasing his memories for a thousand lifetimes (and when you live for an eternity as a ghost well….) and trapping his physical form before casting it away to be lost to the cosmos and time.

Because of when he ends up and his type of existence, he comes into a lot of innate power that leads to accidental mega godhood. Consequently when he’s freed he is a little screwy. At least he has his soul mates (Tucker and Sam) to help him ground. Meanwhile, shenanigans. Freaking people out, adopting all the sacrifices, and deciding cuddles cures everything. Basically Eldritch Horror Mother Decides You Look Adoptable.

Basically the themes I’m working with are:

Cryptid Danny Fenton

Accidental Godhood

Adoption Crisis

Eternal Trio soulmate addition

Dani is legally Danny’s Baby and totally fought Vlad for custody behind the Nasty Burger

Fucked Luck Tuck is actually cursed and willing took it

DC x DP

No Bruce, he’s old enough to be your grandfather. No adopting the weird teenager.

Cult Sacrifices are legally his to do as he pleases….. and it pleases the ghost parent to have lots of children to care over

Things I’m Considering

Sam is actually Lady Gotham

Ghost Zone is literally Danny’s fully developed core.

OR the GZ is his primordial bastard kid

Alfred died the same night as the Waynes but said “there’s no bloody way I’m letting that boy be completely orphaned”

Danny’s human body never aged passed 14

Honestly I don’t think I’ve talked about it anywhere yet. I’m wanting a plotline and draft done before I start posting, less pressure I guess? I’m not sure what my end goal is is the thing. And I want that settled before I really go nuts.

Also the laptop it’s on died and is being fixed.

Actually “Ouroboros” would be a good title too…. hmm

[emacrow]

When 20 year old Danny moved into gotham for Space Engineer University, his apartment that was set up thanks to Sam had exploded due to a super villain. (joker)

Leaving Danny's only available apartment that was stuck to a seedy part of Gotham. Nobody didn't told him that most of Gotham's waters that wasn't from the rich area was very very pollution with nasty rancid junk ectoplasm.

Ellie and Dan were with him due to a core accident with a forgotten fenton trap that hadn't been torn down yet, but they were now 4 and 6 years old physically and mentally until The medicine Frostbite specifically made for them to take every once a month, help their core regained the loss energy to reform back to their natural state later.

Luckily he had the fenton ectoplasm water pipes filter to throughly clean out the nasty junk to turn back into normal pure ectoplasm mixed water which was a bit light greenish blue to the normal person's eyes but glowing green to liminals, ghosts and halfas. Though he had to sneakily goes transport down in the sewer to fixes those rusty ol pipes, made a undead zombie friend whom seem to be trapped in a terrible limbo of saying a repeated phase.

Then danny felt a bit terrible that some of the neighborhoods also had the same problems with the pipes. Whom is the mayor to not investigate this much rusty pipes that had a a few thousands spirits and feral blob ghosts of the deceased not properly buried!?!

Seeing sick looking children outside with a bad case of slow bad ectoplasm poisoning jerk at his slow beating heart. He knew that if it goes on, there is going to be enough corrupted ectoplasm to cause a lminals to go completely crazy with enough mixed dark ghostly intentions and territorial issues from the restless spirits (a certain leader of assassin sneezed)

The protection mixed space core in him was nearly feral at this point of all the harm that had been done to the people of gotham before Danny gave in, called in his parents to sent him a couple hundred of fenton ectoplasm water pipe filters and grab emergency fenton shovel smacker to start building proper graves for the restless spirits..

By next three month, just looking at his window to see the street kids playing outside actually acting like children, looking more healthy and lively, the anemic lady next door who just had a baby seem more calm and friendly instead of paranoid and scared when he first met her with a package of freshly baked fenton Brownies.

He had almost replaced 3/5 of gothams rusty ol waters pipes, had made nearly 10 thousands Graves more then what he had expected after diving deep in the Gotham's oceans, lakes, ponds, and abandoned public pools.

So far that Gotham has gotten a positive effect when the first morning of August came in, as that the Gotham's news went viral as the black smog clouds that mostly covered Gotham's skies had parted to reveal a beautiful sky along side with incredible decreased in Crimes in certain parts of gothams.

Only for Danny to arrived into his Apartment to see Gotham's City Spirit, who was absolutely jaw dropping gorgeous sitting on his Couch with Dan and ellie chatting her ears off.

Meanwhile a certain bat fam are becoming more and more anxious as the decreased in crimes at night became to the point that tim is becoming more paranoid then gollum from the rings, damian is becoming nearly feral with the lack of criminals to beat upon, dick is actually enjoying the break, dick had been commenting on the lovely colors that gotham had been getting lately, and Jason haven't contact them in weeks ago until last Friday coming by for Dinner feeling and seemingly like the ol Robin he once was before that Bruce had actually ugly cried clinging to him when Jason hugged him.

[bet-on-me-13]

The Timeline Shifted, and Sam is conflicted...

So! A Timeline Shift occurs one day (thanks Barry) while Team Phantom are in the Ghost Zone helping Clockwork with a few things. As they are going back to the Human World, Clockwork gives them another cryptic piece of advice.

"Unfortunately the world will not be the same as it once was. Samantha, you will find this especially Jarring, but keep an open mind."

Before they can ask what happened, he shoves them through their own respective Portals, and Sam lands in an Alleyway in Gotham.

She is confused, but a green glowing sticky note appears in front of her telling her 'go to the nearby park, you will see what I was talking about'

She walks over, and sees a lady with Green Skin tending to some flowers. Her head is covered by a Hat, so Sam can't see her face.

They strike up a Conversation, and Sam finds that this Lady is great. She loves taking care of Plants, she hates it when Companies pollute the Earth, and she even has Plant Powers just like Sam!

It occurs to her that she never asked for the Lady's name, so she asks and the lady lifts her Hat to reveal her face. And Sam freezes.

"Oh, sorry for not introducing myself. My name is Pamela Isley."

Thats her Mom's Maiden Name.

This lady has her Mom's Name.

This is her Mom.

Oooooooohhhhhhhhhh shit.

...

Read the tags for extra context

[vicmillen]

Pros and Cons of Hiding in Gotham

[A short debate among Team Phantom]

Pros of them staying in Gotham:

Sam would vibe so much with the Gothic architecture. And Poison Ivy.

Ambient ectoplasm level is pretty high, for a whole city that GIW doesn't have power in.

Danny and Tucker would vibe with WE stuff.

Enough chaos AND vigilantes that Danny can help out his obsession without it being a burden or standing out. Probably, hopefully.

Permission to stay from Lady Gotham. Not without a price, but whatever.

Jack Maddie and Vald allegedly started their cursed research at Gotham U. Not that it's terribly relevant.

The city is covered in a blanket of chaotic ecto signature, courtesy of Lady Gotham and the numerous deaths, so it's hard to track anything ecto down.

Jazz wanna work in Arkham, for some bizarre reason.

Cons of them staying in Gotham:

No stars in the sky :(

Bats. Bats and birds everywhere. getting into stuff they shouldn't be in.

Risk of Sam joining the villain roster with Ivy.

Lady Gotham is a possessive bitch Spirit, and Danny can't leave before finishing Lady Gotham's request.

...

Seriously tho is that it?